Taboo One Shots: Erotica Collection

Daddy, I'm not mom 4

The wet, filthy sounds of his heavy balls slapping her ass filled the room, mixing with occasional rumbles of thunder.

Tess’ resistance crumbled under her daddy's relentless f*****g and complete devotion to her mom. Pleasure built violently inside her. They were already f*****g. She just had to c*m. It was too late to deny her p***y what it had been craving for years.

Plus it was her first time. For better or worse, she was loving it. Didn't want to ruin it now.

“Mom is right there, daddy, asleep next to us. We shouldn't,” she panted desperately, unable to help showing some remorse.

Her p***y clenched greedily around his pistoning shaft, however. She was meeting him thrust for thrust now, desperately chasing orgasmic bliss.

"Daddy, why must it feel so good?" Tess whimpered.

“It's okay, baby. Enjoy it. Mommy won’t mind,” Tyrone grunted, hammering her p***y even harder, the bed now quaking beneath them with every thrust. “Mommy wants daddy ruining this tight, little p***y. Be a good w***e for me. Just don't tell her daddy f****d you. Take it deeper.”

Fuck, that was so f****d up, but Tess' p***y loved it.

"Naughty daddy," she squealed shyly, before she finally broke completely, knowing that was the furthest thing from the truth.

Her mom would absolutely mind, but Tess' was too horny for the guilt to matter anymore. She had to c*m on her daddy's d**k.

"f**k me harder,” she mewled, shame and lust twisting together in her voice as she succumbed and begged for it like he told her to. “Give me your big d**k. More, daddy. I need it. Please, don't stop!"

Oliver snarled like a beast unleashed. He grabbed her hips, lifted her ass off the bed, and railed her with uncontrolled, unhinged force.

His marriage was rock solid. He loved his wife to death and she loved him. But they had never f****d this way before. It wasn't Annie's thing. Tyrone didn't mind, as long as he was with her. f**k, it felt good letting loose though. He felt like a new man and hoped she would let him f**k her rough again in future.

Anticipating that this might be a once off, Tyrone went all out. He f****d her with deep, violent, jackhammering strokes that made her flesh ripple off her bones and her eyes roll back in her head.

His thick c**k stretched Tess' newly broken in p***y even more, her juices squirting out around his shaft with every savage plunge.

"Daddy! Daddy! s*x is great! f**k, daddy! Amazing!" Tess wailed, tears running down her face as Tyrone used her like a common w***e.

“That’s it, baby girl. Take daddy’s c**k, you tight, little cumslut,” he growled filthy into the air, throwing his head back as his hips pumped forward. “Grip me just like that. Milk my d**k with this greedy virgin cunt. You’re such a good slut for daddy. Going to c*m for daddy's c**k?"

No sooner had he asked the question than Tess shattered hard, her p***y obedient tk the d**k it was servicing.

"Cuming! Cuming! f**k, I'm cuming!" Tess howled, fisting the sheets.

Her first orgasm crashed through her violently. Unexpectedly, her walls convulsed and spasmed frantically around his thick c**k as she gushed all over him.

Tyrone stilled, a panting mess as he collapsed onto her. He lowered his lips onto Tess' and said patiently, "Enjoy it, baby. You'd never know that p***y has had our babies. So good, Annie. Thanks for letting me wreck you. I know it's a little much for you. Take your time, baby."

A pang of guilt went through Tess as her body assaulted her with more pleasure, while she basked in a moment meant for someone else.

"You really love your wife, don’t you, daddy?” she sobbed through the overwhelming ecstasy and warmth of his affection for her mom, tears flowing freely now.

“Of course I do, baby,” Tyrone rasped, giving Tess a lingering kiss and wiping her tears away as the orgasm died down. "Can daddy c*m in you now?"

Before guilt could get the better of Tess and make her say no, he buried himself balls deep inside her and started f*****g her again.

"Just so good, baby. Daddy won't last much longer. Sorry. I know you're used to more," his strained voice told her as his d**k thrust into her one final time and exploded inside her, flooding her womb with thick, powerful ropes of hot c*m. "Can't help it. You're just so damn tight and beautiful tonight," he groaned, collapsing onto her completely and pumping her full.

Once more overwhelmed by his love for another woman, Tess came again. This orgasm started out calmer, but soon had her unraveling on his d**k in frenzied spasms.

"Daddy, I love you," she sobbed under him, her limbs wrapping around him possessively, clinging to his weight, even as it hindered her gasps.

"Hey, it's okay. We had fun, didn't we? I love you too. You're so emotional. I didn't hurt you, did I?" he asked, already half asleep as he kissed her forehead and rolled them over, conscious of his big body crushing her.

"No. No, you were perfect," she sighed softly, confusing feelings blooming in her chest.

It was a mistake. He was her mother's husband. Her father. She was getting married tomorrow. It was just cold feet. She needed to leave.

But when Tess tried to move away, Tyrone pulled her back onto him.

"Where the hell are you going? Stay with your husband after f*****g him, damn it," he said, yawning midway through his scolding.

"Okay," she said meekly, making Tyrone groan as Tess spared her mom another guilty glance.

The other woman really was out cold. If Tess didn't know Annie took sleeping pills, she might have mistook her for a corpse.

Tyrone and Tess clung to each other, trembling through the intense shared climax, bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction.

Just a little more, mom. Then I will leave. He will never even know I was here. I hope you know you're loved. Madly. Deeply.

Tyrone gave Tess a gentle squeeze and kissed her forehead again as their breathing slowed.

Tess swallowed hard around the lump in her throat.

Would Pete make her feel this good when they had s*x for the first time? She hoped so.

“The fantasy reminded me of when Tess used to crawl into bed with us when she was little. They grow up so fast,” he murmured sleepily, stroking her hair. “Since when are you afraid of storms? Doesn't matter. It’s okay to be scared, Annie. I will always hold you when you need me to. Like I always have. Thanks for sharing your life with me."

With that, a fully satisfied Tyrone was dead to the world, still holding Tess tight in his big arms.

Tess cried softly against his chest, wishing for all the world that she hadn't come in here tonight.

But grateful that she had too.

Daddy made her first time special. She would never forget it.

“Love you, daddy. I really am sorry," she told him sincerely, trying again to leave again with a heavy heart.

"Love you, daddy's naughty little one," Tyrone mumbled in his sleep, tightening his hold on her.

Trapped in his unyielding embrace, Tess struggled for a while, panicking about how she would leave.

Exhausted and drained, Tess lost the battle to stay awake and soon fell asleep too, despite the heavy guilt weighing on her heart.

Morning light filtered softly into the room the next morning, the storm having lifted after raging all night. Annie was still snoring quietly on the far side of the bed when Tyrone began to stir.

"Morning," his husky voice whispered into Tess' ear.

"Daddy? f**k! I have to go. It's my wedding day," Tess, still half asleep, blurted out.

She was curled up against his chest, his dried c*m crusted on her thighs and leaking from her well f****d, swollen p***y.

Unlike last night, Tyrone had no problem distinguishing the two women's voices from each other in the absence of the thunder.

His eyes flew open in pure shock and horror as the pieces fell into place for him quickly.

“Tess?!” he whispered sharply, voice filled with panic and disbelief.

She looked up at him with wide, vulnerable eyes and said softly, "I think maybe I shouldn’t marry Pete."