2 comments/ 30199 views/ 0 favorites Forbidden Desires Ch. 01 By: dark_angel926 Lily walked into the house, her footsteps echoing through the darkness. She fumbled with the light switch, sending a soft golden glow through the hallway. A tired sigh escaped her lips as she dropped her purse and keys on the side table. Slender fingers caught the stethoscope and tugged it from around her neck, letting it also drop on the table. She felt so drained, mentally, emotionally, physically yet the desire to sooth and heal was never abated; it was just as much a part of her as living and breathing. She took a deep breath, dragging the comforting smells of her home into her lungs. Finally, she would have the next four days to relax and recover. A smile graced full pink lips at the thought and she kicked off her shoes. Leaving them lay, she shrugged off the white doctor coat and hung it up on the coat rack. Starting with her scrub top, she removed every stitch of clothing, revealing a creamy voluptuous body. A pair of diamonds and a silver anklet with a sapphire heart were her only adornment and she strolled into the kitchen, relishing the feel of the air moving over her naked skin. Reaching up, she tugged the scrunchie from her hair, letting the long brown tresses fall in a curly, fragrant mass to her shoulders. She pulled a crystal pitcher of lemon water from the fridge and poured a tall glass. Taking a sip, she shivered delicately, feeling the coolness slide down her throat. The thick plush carpet slid between her toes as she walked to her bedroom. It was huge, a king-sized sleigh bed set in the very center. Tall glass doors led to a stone patio that held a fountain and hammock. It was a gorgeous autumn night so she elected to open the doors, letting the breeze flow gently through the room. She took another deep breath, loving the smell and feel of autumn. As the breeze wafted over her skin, she felt her nipples tighten, causing heat to pool in her belly. Setting the glass down, she walked outside into the darkness. Allowing her eyes to adjust she looked up to the canopy of stars and felt a sense of yearning tug at her soul. It had been so long since she had felt a man's strong touch, felt his warm body cover hers, felt her body explode in ecstasy. An almost desperate whimper escaped her throat as her lithe young body throbbed with unfulfilled desire. Suddenly her skin prickled with awareness and her eyes began searching the yard, looking for any clue that there may be someone watching her. Indeed there was someone watching her. A man, as large and as sleek as a jungle predator stood in the cover of the trees, watching his unsuspecting prey. She must have sensed his presence for she began looking around like a doe who caught the scent of a lion. She was such a delicate creature, his little kitten. He had been watching her for the better part of three months. He had been utterly enchanted and enthralled the moment he met her, the moment he saw her giving comfort to his nephew. Rather than scream and wail as most infants did when given a shot, Ethan simply looked into her beautiful face and cooed, not even noticing the needle. Her smile, soft touch and soothing voice had him completely under her spell, he even snuggled against her body, resting his cheek against her breast. He remembered the look of surprise and pleasure on her face, followed by the blush that covered her cheeks when she saw him watching her. When she handed Ethan back to him, her blushed deepened when their fingers touched. He felt the connection like a bolt of lightening and knew he had to have her. Calling on his SpecOps training, he began investigating her, studying her habits, likes and dislikes. Never had he felt this way about a female, he knew she had to be special. He knew almost everything about her; he knew her favorite foods, movies, books, he even knew the ways she satisfied herself. There were nights when he would drive home with a throbbing cock, the image of those slender fingers caressing her nipples and other more tantalizing places burned in his brain. The most important and critical information he knew was that for the next four days, she would be alone; she would be all his. Now, standing in the dark, watching her naked beauty was driving him nearly mad. Tonight was the night she would belong to him. Slowly, stealthily he began to make his way towards her, his boots not making a sound on the grass, his black clothing blending in perfectly. He reached the edge of the patio, unnoticed. She had relaxed and was once again staring at the stars. He studied her for a moment; strength could be seen in every curve of her luscious body yet he knew he could easily overpower her. He hoped it would not come to that though, once she realized how perfect they were for one another, she would have no reason to fight him. His dark eyes burned with desire, his body aching to conquer hers. At that moment she chose to turn and walk back into the house. He followed silently, gazing at the sensual lines of her back and fullness of her bottom. The wind blew once more, catching the scent of his cologne and carried it to her nose. He heard her gasp of shock as she turned, her eyes widening at the realization that there was someone in her home. A cry of fear escaped her throat at the sight of the large male clothed in black standing before her. She was quick but he was even quicker; as she made a run for the door, he grabbed her arms and wrestled her down to the carpet. A moan of anguish escaped her throat when she realized she was completely helpless. She fought like a wildcat; writhing and arching beneath him to get away. She managed one quick scratch across his cheek before he caught her wrists and held them above her head. Panting desperately, she continued to wriggle so he simply lay there, allowing her to tire herself out before he explained who he was and why he was there. Forbidden Desires Ch. 01 Tamara stirs in her bed as she hears subdued noises outside her bedroom door. She blinks her eyes a few times before she looks sleepily over at her husband, Anthony lying peacefully next to her on their bed. She pauses and listens again as she hears the hushed tone once more. Slowly she rises into a sitting position on her side of the bed and turns her ear towards the bedroom door and listens intently but doesn't hear anything. She figures it's her imagination and the effects of the alcohol she drank earlier that evening. As she starts to lie down she bolts upright hearing what sounds like a muffled voice. Tamara slowly swings her feet over the bed and places them on the floor and quietly rises from the bed so as not to wake her husband who is still sleeping. Moonlight reveals that she is completely nude. Tamara is a voluptuous blonde with stunning blue eyes. She is a bit heavier than she'd like to be but by no means a large gal. Her large pale breasts gently sway side to side as she reaches towards the floor to retrieve her husband's muscle tee shirt. She slips it on over her head and pulls it down but it barely reaches below her navel. She looks down and in her drunken stupor and realizes because of her large D-cup breasts, it won't go down any further. She quickly looks around in the dark room for her panties. She cannot remember where her husband tossed them after he pulled them off her earlier. She looks down at her crotch in the moonlight and admires the way her neatly trimmed bush looks almost bald. Quietly stepping towards the bedroom door, Tamara places her hand on the knob, turns it while pulling the door open. It creaks a bit and Tamara mutters a few curse words under her breath and quickly looks back to see if her husband is awakening. He's still sleeping and Tamara continues to open the door. She leaves the door open and silently slips down the hallway towards the muted voices. She stops as she hears a male voice, identifying it as her stepfather, Don. She listens intently to distinguish if her parents are arguing with one another. No yelling so she assumes they're not fighting and continues to tiptoe closer to their bedroom door. "Oh c'mon, you know they're asleep. Hell they drank themselves silly so they passed out. I mean we all did, drink our ass, uhm butts off, and well except for you Nance." Don says in a pleading voice. "I know and I cannot believe the way you kept pouring drink after drink for Anthony! For god's sake Don, he's barely 23! You ought to be ashamed of yourself!" Tamara's mother Nancy responds angrily to her stepfather. Tamara stops quietly outside of her parent's bedroom where the door is slightly open and she can see the shadows of her mother and stepfather against the wall from the bedside lamps. As Tamara kneels quietly, she slowly peers in and her eyes pop open wide and a gasp nearly escapes her mouth almost revealing her position. She turns away quickly and shakes her head, not believing what she thinks she just saw. She risks another glance and stares at her stepfather. "C'mon Nance, please?" Don begs as his hand has a firm grip around his python-sized cock. He strokes it slowly, as a thick drop of pre-semen on the tip of his thick head slowly spills over. Tamara quickly looks over at her mother Nancy who is leaning against the headboard in her pajama shirt and pants and as usual, she is wearing a bra underneath her pajamas. "No Don, you know I don't like that. Besides I'm tired and very sleepy." She gripes as she begins slide off the headboard into a comfortable position to go to sleep. "You took another valium didn't you?" Don asks still stroking his thick cock as Nancy turns her back to him, and reaches for the light and turns it off. "Yes I did and I suggest you turn off your light and get some sleep. Its very late and your drunk. Now good night!" Tamara can see the look of desperation on her stepfather's face as he watches his wife Nancy turn away from him who is quickly falling asleep. Tamara focuses on Don's bulging cock head as it shines in the bedroom light from the pre-semen that's spilled over and is been rubbed on through Don's stroking. Tamara quickly rises up from her position in the hallway and walks into their bedroom. Don looks up surprised as his stepdaughter marches in towards him with a look of determination and a finger to her lips signaling him to keep quiet. Before Don realizes what is happening, Tamara is lifting her husband's muscle t-shirt up and over her huge, milky white breasts. She doesn't pull the t-shirt off completely but definitely exposes her breasts. She stops on his side of the bed and immediately drops to her knees eyeing his fat cock. Tamara reaches for his cock with both hands and begins stroking him. She strokes him slowly, expertly making him grunt and groan. Don quickly looks over to where his wife Nancy is lying on her side of the bed, sleeping. Don lets out another groan, this time louder as he keeps his eyes on Nancy, praying that she won't wake up. He quickly looks back in time to see Tamara gulp down on his bulbous cock head. Don keeps his eyes on Tamara's gorgeous mouth as she opens it slightly gobbling down another thick inch. He hears her moan softly and does the same. Bobbing her head up and down in a rhythmic motion has Don bucking his hips off the bed. Tamara drags her mouth slowly up Don's cock and stops with his head still in her mouth and sucks hard, draining his pre-semen into her mouth. She swirls her tongue around his cock head before quickly sliding south on his thick dong, pausing as the swollen head is at the back of her throat. She feels Don's hand on the top of her head. Tamara inhales deeply and attempts to deep throat him. Don's cock is a bit thick and Tamara has trouble sliding it in her throat. Tamara takes another shot at it and slowly swallows her stepfather's cock all the way down to its thick base. "Oh god!" Don moans out in both disbelief and pleasure. Tamara slowly slides her mouth up along the thick vieny shaft. She wraps both of her hands around his cock and twists them up and down as her head bobs on his cock. She pulls her mouth off completely and gazes drunkenly into her stepfather's eyes. They stare deeply into one another's eyes and without a word Tamara leans over to her stepfather and kisses him deeply while stroking his cock. Tamara slowly rises up off the floor and onto the bed and straddles her stepfather. She places one hand on his hairy chest, which is not at all like her husband Tony's, which is smooth and muscular. With the other, she reaches between her legs and grabs onto his big dick holding it upright and pointing it towards her trimmed pussy. With a firm grip on his cock, she teasingly allows Don's cock head a taste of her young, wet pussy. Tamara watches the expression on her stepfather's face as she finally lets his cock head slide inside her. She wastes no time and lets it go and slides all the way down on it. Tamara throws her head back and enjoys the way her stepfather's cock fills her pussy. She becomes aware with pleasure that her stepfather's cock is wider than her husband Tony's. Tamara places both hands on her stepfather's chest and slowly digs her nails into it. She lifts her ass up along Don's cock, relishing every thick inch as it slowly slides out of her. Before she reaches the head she quickly slides down on it and back up again. Tamara starts riding her stepfather's cock, sliding up and down faster and faster, and then slowing down a bit before picking up speed again. Don reaches for his stepdaughter's D sized melons and nearly orgasms as he touches them. He watches as Tamara reaches out with one hand and cups the back of his head. He knows what she wants and does what he's desired ever since he saw her develop into a voluptuous teen. He opens his mouth and hungrily sucks in a deep mouthful of her breast. He uses his strong hands to squeeze one as his mouth works on the other as his stepdaughter continues to ride his cock. "Oh god I'm so fucking wet!" Tamara whispers loudly as she slides hard up and down on Don's cock. Tamara straightens her back and sits down completely on her stepfather's rigid cock. She grinds her hip against his body and moans. "Oh goddamn!" Tamara leans her body a bit forward as Don reaches around and cups each of her round ass cheeks. He lifts her up off his cock a bit. "Fuck me!" she murmurs out. Don is more than eager to fuck his stepdaughter silly. He bends his legs and digs his heels into the bed and starts a medium, rhythmic tempo by sliding in only half of his cock. He can tell by the way Tamara is pushing down against his hands that she wants all of his cock in her. He continues to tease her until he feels her squeeze his thick shaft with her pussy. He nearly loses control and is about to cum. He quickly lifts her practically off his cock to prevent himself from cumming too soon. "C'mon daddy, fuck me!" Tamara growls to her stepfather. Don re-adjusts his grip on her ass and starts sliding his cock in and out extremely hard and fast. Tamara nearly yells out as her stepfather continues at his furious pace. Their bodies coming together making the sound of a wet towel smacking the side of a wall. Don notices as Tamara's huge breasts slap against one another causing him to releases his grip on her ass and reach for her breasts. "What? What's happening? Dad- Don?" Tamara's voice whispers as she feels Don's firm hands cupping and massaging her breasts. Don unhurriedly moves his hands from her breasts up under her armpits. He starts to lift Tamara up from the floor. "Are you ok sweetie?" Don asks as he easily lifts Tamara up. She stands on unsteady legs and leans her back against the wall. "What are you doing here in the hallway?" Tamara quickly realizes where she's at and groggily responds, "I was going to the bathroom to pee and I-I guess I must have passed out. I really don't remember much else." "To pee huh?" Don questions his stepdaughter's answer, knowing full well she was raised in this house for over eighteen years and clearly knows where the bathroom is. "So you passed out by my bedroom door?" "Geez daddy, I must have drunk too much." Tamara gives her stepfather a sheepish look before turning away saying, "I'm sorry daddy, and I'll go to bed now." "Baby?" Don's voice is soothing and stops Tamara in her steps. "Yes daddy?" she turns around to face him. With his thick index finger, Don motions for her to approach him, which she does and walks towards him. He places his hands on her shoulders gently and asks, "Aren't you going to give daddy a kiss good night or do you think you're too old for that now? Now that you're married?" Don bends his head down to kiss the top of Tamara's forehead. As his puckered lips near her forehead, Tamara tilts her head upward and meets Don's mouth. She quickly grabs the back of his head and pulls him close. At first Don resists Tamara's darting tongue, but finally gives in and they begin kissing deeply on one another. Tamara moves her body in close to her stepfather's, pressing her large breasts against his chest. Tamara pulls back and whispers, "Good night daddy." In a flash she turns away and disappears down the hallway and into the darkness. Don stands there in disbelief at what just happened, not knowing what to do. "How long are you going to stand there in the hallway looking like that?" Ice water cascades down Don's spine as he hears Nancy's voice. "God Don you're so drunk!" Nancy hisses at him from the doorway of their bedroom. "Where is your underwear?" Nancy gets more upset when Don turns and faces her fully, "Care to explain that mister?" Nancy is nearly mortified awaiting an answer from Don. Don slowly looks down and notices that his cock is fully erect with a thick tear drop of pre-semen slowly dripping towards the floor. He looks up at his wife without an answer. He attempts a glance down the hallway as Nancy continues to berate him in whispered but harsh tones. "What if Anthony would have got up and saw you standing there? I'd die from embarrassment and couldn't face him!" "Anthony?" Don asks as if he were pronouncing a foreign word. "Your son?" Nancy and Don both look down the hallway as if Anthony were to appear but he doesn't. Nancy turns and looks at her husband once more who's still looking down the hallway looking towards Tamara's bedroom door. "I don't even want to think about what Tamara would have done! Poor child, for her to see her stepfather standing in the hallway naked and with an erection!" Nancy is on the verge of tears at the thought of her daughter being traumatized if she saw her stepfather in the hallway. "Come into the bedroom now!" Don silently nods his head and follows Nancy into the bedroom but not before he takes another glimpse down the hallway and hears a door shut quietly. Forbidden Desires Ch. 01 "Don..." I heard her sweet voice call out to me, the sound of the front door closing followed close behind, along with the rustle of plastic bags. Her voice was some much like Beth's that I almost thought it was her coming home. I shook off the feeling and met Keira in the kitchen. My God... I thought when I rounded the corner and saw her reaching groceries into the top cupboards. He slim framed stretched to its max, standing on hip tip toes. I knew in my mind that it was Keira, not Beth, but my heart and body didn't seem to understand. From behind she looked so much like Beth, her mother that I had to fight off the compulsion to walk up behind her and take her into my arms. I missed Beth so much and having Keira around some times made it harder. I appreciated all she had done for me since Beth passed away six months earlier, but seeing her only reminded me of Beth. Keira was not a carbon copy of her mother, but was damn close. She was an inch taller, a bit slimmer, every bit as sexy, with the same long blonde hair and green eyes. Both of them had small breasts, not tiny, a round full and firm 32Cs, with a tiny waist and full hips. I couldn't help myself but to stand and watch her. I knew I shouldn't, that I should help her, but I just couldn't make myself move, all I could do was watched her as she stretched, twisted and bent down placing each box and can where it belonged. She was unloading the second bag before she noticed me standing in the doorway. "Oh Christ, I didn't hear you." Keira said, pausing only briefly before going back to her task, one that forced her to bend over, showing me her tight young ass. "How long you been there?" She asked, peering at me over her shoulder, holding her bent over position. "Not long, a minute or so." I lied, I couldn't let her know that I had been staring at he like some pervert, which is what I felt like at that moment. "Need some help?" "No I think I can manage - what would you like for dinner tonight?" She twisted at the waist and I could see most of her beautiful face, her golden hair sweeping down over the opposite side. My God she's beautiful. She held her pose, waiting for my answer. "You don't have to cook Keira, you've done enough already." "I know - I want to. So what will it be?" I noticed two boxes of French Bread Pizza's setting on the counter and pointed to them. "Those will do." "You sure? I can fix what ever you want, I don't mind." She crooked her head to the side, smiled. "But if that is what you really want." She said grabbing the boxes from the counter. "Yeah, that's good enough for me." I said returning her smile. "Well let me pop these in the oven and then I'll start the laundry." "No, I'll get it. You should be getting home." "But I'm eating with you Don, I already told Bill that I was going to be home late." "Really Keira, I love having you around, I really do, but you have your own family to take care of." "Bill can take care of himself, and besides it's doing him good to take care of Kallie. He is getting a taste of what I have been doing for the last year." Keira stood, turned to face me. I could see the anger in her eyes, the tiredness. "I love Kallie, you know that. I wouldn't give her up for anything or anybody, but I'm tired of doing everything myself." "So to prove your point you spend all your time over here, doing the same things for me? That doesn't make much since Keira." "Maybe not - your right, as always." She stepped to me, wrapped her arms around my waist, laid her head against my chest, and started to cry. "I just don't know what to do. I'm so sick of fighting all the time, it's all we seem to do anymore." I hugged her tight to me. I couldn't believe how good she smelled, how good she felt in my arms. I swear I didn't want to let her go, it was like her wedding day all over again. I was the one that led her down the isle, and gave her away. It was the most difficult thing I had ever done in my life, at that time anyway. "I can't tell you what to do baby-girl, this is something you have to do on your own." "That doesn't help much." She said through her tears, pressing hard against me, squeezing her arms tighter around my waist. "All I ever wanted was to have what mom had with you." "Well I don't think you are ever going to have that with Bill." I pulled away from her embrace, it was hard, but I did it. I tilted her tear stained face up to me with a gentle hand under her chin. "All I can say Keira is that you are always welcome here. This was your home before you got married, and it still is." "Really, you mean that Don?" "Really." I could see her tension start to melt away. A smile formed on her lips and her eyes suddenly had that sparkle back to them. She stood there staring up into my eyes for the longest time, It was as if she had something she wanted to say, but didn't know how to say it. Then her face lit up and she finally said it, three simple words that carried more meaning then I could have imagined at that moment. "I love you ¾" Keira followed her words with bodily expression. She flung her arms around my neck, thrust her body against mine, and kissed me on the lips for the first time since she was thirteen. I was taken off guard by her affection, especially the kiss. It was all more than I could take. It had been nearly a year since I had had sex, and feeling her firm young body pressed so tight against mine sent my libido soaring. My cock was rock hard before I even realized that her actions had turned me on. Again I tried to pull away from her embrace, but this time Keira wasn't having it. She only pressed against me tighter. I could feel her firm belly moving against my hard cock and knew she had to feel it, there was no way she couldn't. I may not have the biggest penis in the world, but with a fully hard eight inch, and very thick cock rubbing against her belly there was no way she could not notice. I quickly found out that I was right. The next thing I knew, Keira was kissing me hard on the lips, her body grinding against mine. She began to comb her fingers through my hair, and her kiss became even more passionate. There was nothing I could do, I could not resist her. Her lips tasted so good, her body rubbing against mine was like heaven. I could feel her heat through my jeans, a heat that was only matched by my own. I hadn't felt that kind of heat and desire from anyone except Beth, her mother. Once I had succumb to her, and she knew it, Keira quickly moved ahead. I felt her tongue searching for my mouth, one hand slid down to my back, and they other to my chest. I opened my lips, allowing her tongue entrance. She explored my mouth thoroughly, while her hand that had found my chest slowly made its way down over my belly, and found a new home cupping my hard cock. To match her I slowly slid a hand down her back until it cupped her tight little ass. I couldn't believe how firm her ass was. With my other hand I cradled her face. Her skin was so soft, and smooth. We kept going like this for a few minutes. It was good - no great, but both of us wanted more, a lot more. I knew what was happening was wrong, wrong in so many ways, but at that moment I just didn't care anymore. I just want to make love to Keira, and she wanted the same. I knew that for sure when her hands joined together to unbutton and zip my pants. Masterfully she opened my jeans and had them and my boxers at my ankles, and her hands gripping my cock and balls with in seconds. All done while standing with her firm round breast still pressed to my lower chest, lips locked to mine, and tongue working its way down my throat. Keira then started to lower herself to her knees. She knelt before me stroking my cock, foundling my balls, while staring up at me with my swollen purple head less than an inch from her pouting lips. The thought of her taking me into her mouth alone was almost enough for me to shoot my load. But when I watched my head disappear between her lips, felt the warm dampness of her mouth, the velvet tip of her tongue circle the base of my throbbing head, it was all I could do to keep from shooting a heavy load of cum down her throat. And when she started to take in more and more of me, it was a battle of control. By the time she had swallowed my entire cock, which she took her time doing, making sure her tongue got to taste every bit of me before reaching the base, I was more than ready to explode. But Keira wasn't done with me, not by a long shot. So there I was standing in the middle of my kitchen, staring down in the eyes of my step-daughter, the daughter of my deceased wife, as her head bobbed up and down on my cock, giving me a blowjob of porn movie quality. My cock throbbing, hot, and ready to erupt. Rather Keira knew or not I wasn't sure, but she wasn't stopping. The more I moaned and body quivered from her expertise, the more she put into her oral assault. Faster and faster her open lips slid up and down my rigid shaft, driving me deep into her throat and sucking hard each time she reached the tip of my head, but never allowing me to escape her soft lips. I could have never of guessed she was this good. It wasn't much longer when I found myself loosing total control. I couldn't hold back any longer, the heavenly sensation of her mouth, tongue, and lips had done their job. My balls were tight and cock throbbing to the point of pain. "Oh god, I'm going to cum." I shouted, thinking she would stop, but she didn't. My cry of warning only drove her harder. Faster and faster she bobbed, squeezing my aching balls in her left hand, twisting her nipple through her shirt with her right. I let out a high pitched moan, and another "Oh my god ¾" Then dumped my first heavy wave of cum into her hungry mouth. Keira swallowed quickly, bringing her hand from her breast to my cock, stroking my thick shafted, squeezing my balls, while clamping her lips tightly around the head of my cock, sucking hard. I shot another load into her eager mouth, then another. Still Keira kept stroking, milking my cock of every drop she could. After my fourth load squirted into her mouth she stroked and squeezed for a couple more seconds, then licking her lips she smiled up at me, rose to her feet and kissed me with more passion then ever before. As good as that was it wasn't enough, not for me, and definitely not for Keira. If this was going to happen then I was going to make sure she got the most pleasure she had ever had in her young life. As she was still kissing me I reached down and around her, lifting her up into my arms and carried her to the sofa in the living room, never breaking out kiss. To my surprise, and Keira's, I was still half hard. But that wasn't going to be good enough, not for Keira, not for her first time with me. No she was going to get the full treatment. I laid her on the sofa and began kissing her neck. Keira had a long sexy neck and I covered every inch of it. When I had worked my way down to her chest, Keira stopped me long enough to remove her shirt and bra. I quickly went back to where I had stopped, at the base of her neck. Slowly I worked my way down in between her perky breasts, kissing, licking every bit of her tasty flesh. Carefully I started to kiss her breasts, one then the other until I had completely circled each of them entirely, excepted for her swollen pink nipples. I moved back up to her lips and kissed her gently. Keira released a long moan and sigh, her hands searching over my naked flesh. I paused for a moment, soaking in her beauty, then lowered my open mouth over her right nipple. Gently I began to suck on it, flicking its very tip with my tongue. I would stop, then circle it with the tip of my tongue until she would cry out for more. When she had started to twist and shiver I moved on to the left nipple and repeated the process until her hips started to gyrate beneath me. That was my clue that she need some special attention. I kissed my way down her belly, making sure to deep tongue her cute little belly button. Keira was already slipping her jeans down as best she could as I reached her pelvis. I kept kissing her sweet skin following her jeans downward path, bypassing her thin, well trimmed pubic mound. Working my way down her slender right thigh, over her knee, not stopping until I had kissed and sucked each of her toes on both feet. I then started to work my way back up her left leg until I finally reached her pubic mound once again. By this time Keira was squirming around as if she were laying in a hot frying pan. I took a deep breath, breathing in the sweet musky scent of her ready and moist pussy. Slowly and carefully I tasted her pink folds. The moment my tongue touched her outer-lips for the first time she squealed, thrusting her hips up and forcing my tongue passed her entrance and into her pussy. I continued to use my tongue to fuck her while I found her clit with my right forefinger. Gently I circled over it while I drove my tongue as deep as I could inside her. Keira kept bucking, she started to gyrate her round hips. Her breathing was becoming fast and her luscious chest was heaving. Her hands gripped my hair, holding my head in place, her legs wrapped around me, squeezing as her climax built. It wasn't long before her juices were flowing over my tongue and she was squealing out her pleasure. Before she could cool down I raised up from between her shapely thighs and kissed her with all the passion I could find within me. Again her legs wrapped around me, bringing our bodies together. I now hard cock laying between her wet folds like a hotdog on a bun. I shifted around until my head found its way into her folds and slowly began to press my way into her. Her starving pussy opened up, allowing my head to slip in easily, but my thick shaft forced her to stretch out even more. "Oh my god ¾" Keira squealed, as I slowly slid deeper into her. It took a few minute before I was completely in and started to slowly stroke in and out of her wonderfully tight cunt. "You feel so good." She said once she had caught her breath, wrapping her arms around me. Slowly I picked up speed and began to plunge into her a bit harder. "Oh yeah, oh yeah," She cooed, as my speed and intensity gained. "Harder, harder, oh god yes - fuck me Don, fuck me hard." Faster and faster, harder and harder, I dove into her until her entire body was being thrust about, her small firm breasts were bouncing hard up and down on her chest. She bit down on her bottom lip as her body began to shake, her muscles tensing. I could feel her heart pounding against my bare chest. My god she was so beautiful as her climax built again. Her eyes closed, mouth opened wide as she screamed out. "Oh-my-god!" Her entire body began to quiver. I drove my cock deep and hard into her, harder and harder as her orgasm hit. "Oh Christ, oh god, oh Don ¾" I didn't stop as she reached the climax of her orgasm, instead I kept going circling my hips as I plunged in and out of her wet pussy. I twisted my body until I could take her left nipple into my mouth. As I drove deep into her I sucked, licked, and nibbled on her hard nipple. It wasn't but seconds when her second orgasm hit, and then a third. At this point I was ready to give her another load of my cum, but I wanted to make sure we would come together. So I raised up on my knees, my cock pulling free of her pussy for the first time. Keira gasped from the release of the pressure that had been built within her. I quickly grabbed her by her narrow waist, flipping her over onto her belly, then pulled her up onto her knees, and slid back inside of her from behind. "Oh my god ¾" Keira sighed, steadying herself with her hands on the arm of the sofa. "That feels so good." I wasted no time getting back to a fast rhythm, pounding my cock into her pussy hard. My pelvis slamming into her tight ass hard as I drove deep into her. I reach around and under her, taking her breasts into my hands, squeezing them, finding her nipples and twisting them. It didn't take more than ten or fifteen powerful strokes of my cock before we were both coming hard and fast. "Oh yeah, Don. Oh yeah, fill me up, fill me up." We both let out a shout and howl and then collapsed on the sofa. We laid there, me holding her in my arms for about half an hour. Neither of us saying a word, only caressing one another. Finally Keira looked at the clock and decided she should be on her way home. We both dressed and I walked her to her car. I opened her door, she got in, and I closed it. "I love you," Keira said, staring up at me from the car window. "I love you too." I said, and for the first time our words seemed to bind us together somehow. I leaned through the window and we kissed, long and passionately. As I watched her drive away the reality of what had just happened hit me. I had just fucked my step-daughter, and it was one of the best times of my life. What the hell was wrong with me. Forbidden Desires Ch. 01 It was late at night. I did what I usually did at night when I would wake up. Take a piss. But on my way back to my room I heard a noise. That's surely different.. I thought. I followed the noise. The closer I got, the harder I got. Then I stopped. My heart froze. The noise was coming from the other side of this door. My sister's door. Now lets get this straight before we continue. I'm two years older than her. I'm 20. So do the math. Back to the scene. I leaned in closer. My ear against the door, listening in. I stuck my hand down my pants. All guilty conscience forgotten. I wrapped a hand around myself. Squeezing. My breath hitched. It felt so good. At this point I forgot about where I was. Forgetting that any second now, my parents would walk out and see me. But I didn't care anymore right now. My only concern was getting to the finish line. I started to stroke myself a little harder. Straining to hear her. Her moans were getting a little louder. I'm a little surprised that my parents couldn't hear this. I shrugged it off. Now what I did next surprised myself also. I knocked on her door, disturbing her. I was disappointed when she wasn't moaning anymore. She opened the door. Her face flushed. Her hair a mess. "What do you want?" She snapped. Trying to play it off. "I was sleeping." I placed my hands on her shoulders. Making her shut up. I pushed her back, walking in. "Excuse me!?" She hissed at me. "I'd like to go back to slee-" " I know you weren't asleep." I sat on her bed looking straight at her. I got up and walked up to her. Not as close a brother should be. I leaned down. She froze as I nibbled her ear and whispered. "Do you like that?" She gave a shiver in reply and was about to back away but I grabbed her wrist and my other arm around her bringing her close. I slid my hands down lower. Cupping her ass squeezing them. She was struggling against me. "This isn't right. I'm your sister for god's sake!" I ignored her and pushed her until I had her pinned to wall. First I caressed her face, then her collar bone area down to her chest. I grabbed one of her breast into my hands. Squeezing it, massaging it. I looked at her face while doing this. She was fighting with herself. It only made me more excited. I wanted her to break down. Even lower I slid my hands until I was at her waist band. I hesitated only for a moment until I reached farther down into her shorts. I felt the curls of her pubic hair. I twisted my finger around it for a moment. Playing with it. Then I dipped my middle finger between her folds. They were so wet. And all for me. With my middle finger, I rubbed her clit. In circles and side to side. Repeating my actions. She bucked her hips, begging for more. I stopped what I was doing only for a moment. I lifted her up, wrapping her legs around me. I moved both of my hands to her breast, while grinding into her. The friction making the rough fabric feels so good against ourselves. Her hands were kneading my shoulders now. Sometimes clawing my clothed back. She moved her hands under my shirt, running her hands softly over my toned abs. I backed away just enough to take my shirt off. I threw my shirt away, not caring where it landed. I dived back, getting as close to her as possible. My lips clumsily reached for hers. My hands kneading her breast. While I grind against her. She was moaning now. Trying to keep it at a low volume, but every thrust I gave was breaking her control. I backed away from the wall, with her in my arms, without breaking our kiss. I laid her on her bed. She reached into my pants. I pulled away from the kiss and let out a groan. Her hands felt so good against my cock. I thrust against her hold., but all too soon. She took her hands away. I was going to grab her hand back until I saw what she was doing. She was taking off her shorts and panties. I can see her pussy glistening in the moonlight. She pushed me onto my back. She kissed down jaw, my chest and abs. She slid down my pants. I held my breath in anticipation. My cock now sprung free. She smiled and bent down. She flicked her tongue at the tip of my head. I tossed my head back, letting out a low groan. Then ever so slowly, she closed her mouth around my penis's head. I fisted her hair now. Hoping she would take more into her sweet, wet mouth. She would swirl her tongue around my head then dip down again, taking all of me. Massaging my balls at the same time. Then she would lick the base of my shaft all the way up to the tip and blow softly at it. I was getting nearer now. I couldn't restrain myself anymore. I started to thrust into her mouth. She would try to hold my hips down. While repeating her actions. Oh I was so near. So near. Then I heard a knock that snapped me out me out of my revery.I looked around she was gone. I sighed. Damn it! It was another dream. And it was her again! My own very sister. I turned my head to the side table. My alarm clock told me it was 4am. I glared at the door now. I got up and opened it harshly, scaring the person on the other side of the door. Who happened to be my sister. "Its four, what do you want at this time?" I asked leaning against my door. It wasn't like her to come to my room this late. Actually she has never come to my room at this time. Ever. " I . . well." She looked away shyly. Folding her arms against her chest. Pushing her breast together, revealing more. I shook my head. What am I thinking? " I was wondering if I can stay with you for just a little bit..." "Excuse me?" "Well.. I heard some scary groaning nose. So.. I thought I would come here to you since it was creeping me out.. "