TABOO TALES(erotica)

She was definitely feeling the effects of my frigging her so gently; her breathing was becoming shallower and more rapid, and I could see her pulse quickening, as she slowly flushed light pink across her neck and breasts. Her nipples had erected, vivid coral-pink nubs, begging to be sucked and suckled, and her pussy was beginning to moisten as her arousal intensified. Now Lori reached for me, for the waistband of my briefs, and started to roll them down. I let her do it, as I didn’t want to break my rhythm, or undo what I had achieved so far. Almost in a trance, she pushed my briefs down far enough to release my throbbing cock, and took hold of it her small warm hand.

Kissing me with serious intent, she began a slow squeezing, pumping motion, priming my cock for what was to come, as I began more seriously groping and rubbing my gorgeous half-sister’s pussy and anus.

Lori broke our kiss to look up at me and smile, indicating with her eyes that she wanted to get on the bed, so we moved to the bed, me sitting down on the edge, with her sitting on my lap, both of her arms now wrapped around my neck, French-kissing each other, fencing with our tongues while my hands held her tight against me.

“Back, lie down” she whispered, which I did, and she straddled me, rising up as she took my cock in hand to guide it into herself.

Sure of her aim, she slowly lowered herself, engulfing my cock in her warm, tight pussy, her eyes closed and her bottom lip caught between her teeth. She looked so adorable, so truly, truly beautiful at that moment, I nearly came out of sheer sexual overload, and had to resort to mentally reciting medical texts, differential equations, the principal exports of Sweden, and images of Dr Ruth and Margaret Thatcher to stop me blowing my top!

She began a slow rise and fall motion, pacing herself, controlling her own arousal, her hands on my chest to give her support, working herself up to where she wanted to be. I reached up and started rubbing and lightly pinching her lovely nipples, holding her breasts while I rubbed her nipples with my thumbs, flicking them to watch the effect it was having on her. Lori began to breathe faster, her arousal building, the sensations in her pussy obviously getting the better of her. I began lifting to meet her as she moved down.

“No Honey, let me do this…..” she gasped out, continuing her motion, her pace increasing as I rubbed and squeezed and flicked her nipples.

My hands slipped down to her buttocks, and I began caressing her anal bud, probing and withdrawing in time with her motion, Lori saying “yes, do that… do that…” as I increased pressure, her tempo increasing and mine following suit. Eventually, I slid my finger into her anus, followed by a second finger, widening her passage and plugging it at the same time. Her eyes fluttered closed, and her head lolled back as her breathing quickened, coming in short gasps, until, at last, she hit that peak, her orgasm rolled through her in waves, and she screamed out loud with the intensity of her release. Her anus tightened almost painfully around my fingers, and I could feel the spasms of orgasm hit her again and again in my fingers, in the constriction and release of my cock as her pussy pulsed, and in the fluttering of her thigh muscles clamped around my sides.

Lori slumped forward onto me, her head on my chest, as she fell into the afterglow, her heart racing and her breathing quick and shallow. I caressed her hair, ran my hands up and down her back, from her buttocks to the nape of her neck, kissing her hair and inhaling her lovely peach smell, until eventually she raised her head to smile at me, eyes sparkling after the storm.

“Fucking Hell, Davey that was… that was… un-fucking-believable, I have never come like that before, what have you done to me Doctor Man?” she asked, looking at me with love and complete adoration.

“I tried an old English folk trick on you, Kitten” I grinned at her.

“What was that then?” she smiled, “Victorian Aphrodisiac? Eye of newt? Dipping your dick in Spanish fly? Buggering badgers in the forest? Out with it, Blondie!”

“It’s simple; I just made you fall in love with me!” I said in mock seriousness.

“You fucking charlatan, I was there already!” she laughed. “Now, you know what I want you to do, make it good, Doctor Man!”

Lori leaned forward slightly, to allow my cock to withdraw, and, kissing me and licking my lips, positioned it with her right hand at the entrance to her anus.

“When you’re ready Davey; just remember, Darling Boy, slow at first, please, no ramming it in, you’re not loading a fucking howitzer, OK?”

“As always, my darling,” I answered, pulling her down to kiss her, and begin pushing with slow, steady pressure. Lori hooked her arms under mine, while my hands snaked down to grab hold of her wonderfully grabbable bum, holding and weighing each buttock cheek as I slowly pulled them apart, allowing my cock to penetrate ever deeper into her anal opening.

Lori looked at me, and then raised herself up, to rest both hands on my chest, and begin that same rhythm again, only this time pleasuring a different place. I began pumping up to meet her downward motions, and we bucked and humped together, our mutual pleasure building, arousal levels peaking higher and higher with every thrust.

Eventually, inevitably, we reached our crescendo, Lori coming with a loud groan, slumping forward onto my chest, her anus spasming and rippling as she orgasmed, my cock swelling up to fill her rear passage as I shot what felt like most of the blood in my body out of the tip of my cock; with every spurt, Lori, jumped, with a little “Oh… Oh”

When our hearts had slowed to almost normal, Lori said “let me off, honey”, and so I disengaged and rolled onto my side, pulling her down onto the bed next to me, shattered and satisfied, for now at least.

She looked up at me and said “What have you done to me, you dirty little butt-goblin?”

“Filled you up, as requested,” I replied, “I think I can honestly say, I have topped-off your tank properly.” I parted her lovely buttocks.

“Yup, that looks like a proper cream-pie to me!”

Lori jumped up, a panicked look on her face.

“Quick, get me a towel, you perverted ass-rapist, I can feel it all pouring out of me, and I’m not sleeping in it. Think of the mess!” she giggled. Then a thought struck her.

“Oh no, when they come to change the sheets, they’ll know what we’ve been doing!” She looked mortified.

I laughed at her expression.

“Baby Girl, if I have my way, by the time we leave, they’ll be able to snap the sheets over their knees! Darling, the whole hotel got a good look at you today. Believe me, they know exactly what we’re doing; they’d think there was something wrong with us if we weren’t doing exactly what they thought we were doing!”

Lori looked puzzled as she worked this one out, and then giggled guiltily, her dirty little mind seeing the funny side.

“OK, fair enough, but just get me that towel, I repeat, I am not sleeping in the wet patch!”

I woke nice and early, the summer morning sunshine throwing bars of light across the bed, eventually rousing me at some ungodly hour, but, once I’m awake, I have to get up. Lori was still out for the count, bless her, and I decided I could do with a long leisurely shower, a good close shave, and a proper breakfast ; none of this ‘Continental Breakfast’ nonsense, either, the French live on those; it’s probably why they’re so unstable.

Having finished my freshening-up, I intercepted the Room Service with our breakfast’s so as not to disturb Lori. I got the trays ready, and then woke her up by slowly sliding the sheets down, rubbing an ice-cube from the min-bar on my tongue to make it cold, and then jabbing it sharply into her anus. The effect was electric! Lori bounced upright with a shriek, disoriented and confused, to see me grinning at her.

“Good morning Pretty Lady! Breakfast is ready, Danish bacon, sausage, scrambled eggs and a Texas stack for you, with enough coffee to float a battleship, and 2 poached eggs on buttered toast with two English bangers, mushrooms, bacon, grilled tomatoes, wholemeal toast, butter and English marmalade, with a pot of tea for me. Milady, your groaning breakfast table awaits!”

Lori grinned at me, and then narrowed her eyes. “If you ever wake me like that again….” she gritted, leaving the threat hanging.

“Pish and Tosh” I replied,” I love nuzzling your little rosebud, your lovely little pink Sheriff’s Star, that delectable Hershey Kiss you keep so well lubricated for me, and if the fancy arises in me to rouse you by so nuzzling, then, I am afraid, nuzzle I shall, so there!”

She smiled at that, padded over to the breakfast as naked as a jaybird, and sat down, eying her breakfast treats.

“I meant what I said, you weak-kneed, tea-drinking English milksop, if you do that again I’ll cut off something you’re gonna end up needing, so help me!”

I roared with laughter; at last, her raucous sense of humour was reasserting itself.

“We have a busy day today, baby,” I reminded her, “plans are in place, I made some calls yesterday, so let’s get the actual business over with as soon as possible, then we can have a holiday. So, first to the bank, we have to pick up your financials, and then over to the British Consulate for your visa!”

Lori smiled at me as she tucked in to her breakfast.

“I had visions of us trundling around Boston for several days, going from pillar to post,” she said, “now you’ve closed it all down in one morning! You’re good; I definitely think I’ll keep you!”

“Good, my darling, now eat up, we need to get moving soon. The hotel has a car and driver booked for us for the day, he’ll be outside from 11:30, and the mid-morning traffic can apparently be a little… difficult, so, chop-chop!”

“Darling Boy, its 8 o’clock in the morning! Now that I’ve had breakfast, I need a little dessert!”

“Would you like a blueberry muffin?” I asked innocently, getting the finger and a filthy grin in reply.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“I see I’ve created a monster, here” I sighed, undoing my slacks; Lori sitting naked at the table was a very tempting sight, though, and I owed her a little fun and games for the rude, crude, and vulgar way I had awakened her.

She undulated to her feet, grace and poise radiating from her, interesting ripples of all kinds running across her taut, firm body, and I shrugged myself out of the remainder of my clothes and headed for her with serious intent.

We slid our arms about each other, my hands automatically seeking out her lovely bum, to grab, mould and knead the wonderfully pliant flesh while simultaneously clamping my lips about hers, Lori returning my kiss no less fervently. We manoeuvred ourselves onto the bed without breaking our kiss, my erection rubbing and straining against her smooth flat belly, her hands seeking it out to rub, squeeze and pump.