TABOO TALES(erotica)

“Maybe she would have said something like “I remember how that used to be!'” I replied with a broad grin, “you are a devil woman, Lori Keene, with a mouth like a well-digger’s shovel; fortunately, you also fuck like a champion, so, on balance, I think I’ll keep you! Let’s go home, now that my inner-man has been satisfied, his brother lower down wants to play with your jiggly bits!”

We returned to the car and drove back to the house in happy silence, Lori leaning back in her seat and looking at me speculatively, occasionally nibbling her lower lip. I knew that gesture by now, it meant some new sexual misbehaviour was brewing in that dirty little mind of hers, and I felt a delicious tightening in my groin in anticipation of what was to come.

We got in, and sat down on the couch, Lori on my lap, straddling me, pecking small kisses on my face and neck. I could feel my cock hardening, and began untying her shirt, beginning the pleasurable task of stripping her for playtime. Lori, while she went along with it, obviously had something on her mind, and eventually grabbed my wandering hands, saying “Stop it, you pervert, I want to talk to you for a minute!”

“It had better be a minute; I want to get down to things, all your lovely jiggly things, as a matter of fact!” I leered.

“Stop it Davey, I’m trying to be serious! I want us to go to England!” she blurted out.

I looked at her in surprise.

“That was a quick decision, Kitten, what brought this on?”

Lori looked at me levelly and began to explain her decision.

“David, I know you always wanted to be surgeon, like your father, and that’s what I want for you as well, but you have to finish your training. Don’t throw away all your years of study just because of me! I want you to finish your surgical training in England, you were almost there, and you left it to come here and take care of us. Now there’s only me, and I’ll be at home wherever you are. Marry me and take me home with you, finish your training and be the kind of surgeon your father would have been proud of. Over here, what are you going to do? Be a country doctor in rural Maine? You were meant for more than that…”

I was so overwhelmed by this girl’s simple trust in me that I could barely speak.

At last I managed to croak out “Are you sure you know what you’re saying? I’ll be gone a lot, and I mean a lot. Surgical residency in a teaching hospital in England means tight schedules and full calendars, we’d have precious little time together for the first couple of years, and I won’t be able to set my own case-load until I get to be a consultant, at least 2 years after qualifying, probably more; are you sure you want that, that you can handle that?”

Lori simply looked at me, her eyes telling me she’d already decided.

“I’ll make myself handle it; it’s what I want for you and us; I just want to be your wife.”

I looked at her in wonder, humbled by her trust, and love, hardly able to believe my luck that someone so ravishing could love and trust me so completely.

“Lori,” I said, “I promise you faithfully that your life with me will hold all the things you ever wanted, I promise you will never go without, and that you will also never have cause to doubt me. I love you more than anything on this planet, and I only want to spend my life making you happy, contented, safe and secure, Oh, and pregnant!”

Lori welled up, and, as I kissed her tears away, she grinned at me.

“I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again; you smooth-talking English fuckers will say anything to get in a country girl’s pants!”

I laughed out loud, and kissed her, she responded with abandon, flicking her tongue around my lips as I kissed and nuzzled her. My wandering hands had resumed, and they roamed over her lovely backside and up her blouse, trying to find her bra-snap.

“It unsnaps at the front” she whispered, “didn’t you ever sneak a peek at any of Mom’s lingerie catalogues?”

Actually, I hadn’t, so I followed her lead and freed her lovely, firm breasts, squeezing and lightly pinching her nipples, kneading the firm girl-flesh as our tongues explored more ardently.

Lori was squirming on my lap, frigging herself against my by-now bone-hard erection, as I slid my hand down the back of her leggings to cup her firm buttocks and pull her in closer to me.

“Upstairs, Davey… need more room…” she panted, so with one last nibble of her bottom lip, I helped her to stand and she pulled me upright. We looked at each other, and bolted for the stairs, Lori beating me to the top, which suited me fine, as I again got to watch her superb bum jiggle as she ran up the stairs. I took them two at a time, a couple of seconds behind her, and hustled her into what had become our bedroom, yanking at her leggings with one hand while I tugged my polo-shirt over my head and fumbled with my Dockers. I levered off my loafers and turned to finish stripping Lori, but she had just qualified for the Olympic Freestyle Stripping for a Fuck team, standing there naked and swinging her thong around her index finger, grinning, with her lower lip caught between her teeth.

“What kept you?” she asked, one eyebrow raised in query.

I moved in to grab her, but Lori held up her finger.

“Just got to get some more lube!” she said, popping out and then back in. I had climbed onto the bed, naked except for a big grin and an even bigger hard on, something Lori noted as she opened the tube of lubricant gel and squeezed some onto my fingertip.

“Glad to see you’re recovered, you know the drill, Doctor Man, lube me up!”

So saying, she lay down next to me, with her legs open and spectacular arse raised-up, and I applied the lube to her pink pucker, noting her little shivers every time I slid my finger into her, and looking forward to a hot, sweaty, spunk-filled interlude. If someone had looked in at this moment, they would probably have seen me drooling and grinning happily to myself, tongue hanging out like Pluto.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

By now Lori was showing every sign of being ready, but I wanted some tactile stimulation, so I turned her round to face me, kissing her while I ran my hands up and down her back, cupping and squeezing her buttocks, stroking and teasing her clitoris, sliding a finger into her pussy, nibbling, sucking and gently biting her nipples, and sliding alternate fingers into her tight, crinkled little rosebud. After 20 minutes of this, she was at a peak of arousal, as evidenced by the way she pulled me down to her.

“For God’s sake, stick your cock in me somewhere, I’m going out my mind here, fucking get on with it!” she gritted, her blue eyes flashing.

I had other plans, however, and intended to keep my promise of earlier in the day; Lori had a lovely ‘pie’, and I was going to eat it!

I rolled her over so she was face-down, provoking a comment along the lines of “what are you up to now, you pervert?” and pulled her legs apart, simultaneously bending her knees under so her rump was raised up off the bed. Now I could reach my target, and I began kissing her up the insides of her thighs, making her quiver and moan softly. Eventually, I kissed all the way up to her crotch, and flicked my tongue over her pussy, making her quiver some more, as I gradually increased the frequency and pressure of my licking, her moans intensifying. When I finally prised her firm sculpted buttocks apart and stuck my tongue in her tight, puckered hole, hard, she nearly shot off the bed!

I kept on licking, alternating between her pussy and her arsehole, watching the juices flow out of her pussy and her tight little anus gradually open and wink at me as I stabbed my tongue into it, all the while enjoying the feel of her smooth, firm, toned, utterly feminine backside and the sweet, musky tang of her excitement.

“Davey, you’re such a pervert, I love it, keep going…” she murmured, her hand by now wrapped tightly around my cock and squeezing in a slow rhythm. Now to change pace, I thought, sliding back up to Lori, and pulling her around to face me.

Lori looked up at me with eyes filled with love, and trust, and a large amount of devilment, as she whispered into my ear, “Isn’t it about time you fucked me, stud-boy? Make it good!”

I was more than happy to oblige, mounting her and letting her guide me in, and, as before, I pumped and thrust, with Lori again meeting my every thrust in perfect unison, shudders running through her in waves as she orgasmed again and again. I was transfixed by the sight of her beautifully perfect breasts quivering and jiggling in concert with my thrusts. Lori grabbed her knees and spread her legs wide, then draped them over my shoulders, encouraging me to lean further forward, so we were almost nose to nose, with me hammering into her like a piston.

I could see she was getting tired, pumping away in that position, so I moved her legs from my shoulders and slid a couple of pillows under her bum to give her something to rest on, and incidentally raising her pussy up higher than her shoulders. Lori looked at me with a big grin on her face; I think she knew what was coming next.

I slowed down, and took my weight on my elbows, sliding my hands under her gorgeous backside, pulling her bum cheeks apart. Lori also placed her feet flat on the bed and snaked her hands down, to hold her cheeks apart as I slowly pushed my cock into her anus. Lori kept her hands in place, supporting her pelvis as I pumped my cock in and out of her tight hole, once again orgasms rippling through her. This was an amazing experience in itself, but I also wanted to repeat the experience of last night.

I withdrew from Lori’s arse, answering her unspoken query by saying “Just like Mother, OK?”

She smiled and nodded, turning to lie on her stomach, re-positioning the pillows under her flat stomach to raise her bum up in the air. I moved in behind her, and once again slowly slid my swollen cock through her anal ring and deep into her rectum, her gasps telling me all I needed to know about the depth I was penetrating to.