Dirty Erotic Oneshots, Mistress_ Red [autobiographies to read txt] 📗

lifted his head to look up at me and then stood up, pulling the sheet over me.

"I'll be right back," he said before disappearing into his room. I had just started to drift off when he nudged my arm to hand me a bottle of water. When I opened my eyes, his chocolate cock was right in front of me.

"I'd rather drink you," I drawled.

"Oh, you will, Nanc, but for now, drink your water." He climbed into bed next to me as I moved into a sitting position.

I sipped my water as I ran my hands over him...his arms, his shoulders, his rippling back. I couldn't stop looking at him, his cocoa skin against my Irish white freckles. His arm went around me and pulled me close. I looked down at his cock.

"How big are you?" I asked.

He laughed. "Eight inches. Not the biggest around."

I finished my water and sat the bottle aside. I got on my hands and knees between his thighs.

"You don't have to, baby."

"I've wanted this for seven years," I told him. I looked him in the eye and I licked the tip. I swirled my tongue around it like it was an ice cream cone. And then I took long leisurely licks up and down all sides of the shaft. And I tasted him and I tasted me on him. And together, we tasted incredible. The tip started to ooze and I stabbed it with my tongue, tasting the pure essence of Bill. His hands twisted in the sheets as he watched me.

"Guide my head down, baby. Put you in my mouth," I whispered.

He looked me in the eye and his hands went in my hair and he croaked, "Open for me." And I did and he fed me his dick. Nothing ever tasted or looked as good as his black cock filling my mouth, slowly easing into the back of my throat before easing back out and then shoving back in. On and on this went until I pressed down for more and I started to gag.

 

He tried to pull out and I wouldn't let him. I felt him weighing heavy in the back of my throat and I loved it. I loved this man for being gentle, dirty, tasty, caring. And God, I loved his cock. I pulled back and let some saliva run out of my mouth and coat him, and then I sucked back and forth, like a woman starved. And I used my hand to stroke the remaining three inches that I couldn't take and I cupped and cradled his balls and squeezed.

"Fuck, Nanc! I'm gonna explode. You have to stop or I'm gonna cum down your throat," he warned, holding my head.

I hummed in appreciation and pleasure.

"You want my cum? God, I fucking love your tight, wet mouth. Drink me and I'll have more for your pussy, baby. Your pretty pink pussy and your tight ass. Fuck! Here it comes, baby. Suck harder, squeeze my balls. Get ready for my cum....ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh!!!"

And I drank it all. No one had ever tasted like him. No one had ever filled me. And I continued to softly stroke him as he collapsed and I laid my head on his hip, licking him gently, knowing I'd never get enough of him.

He stroked my neck and shoulders and I dozed for a bit. I woke as he pulled me up to lay me against him. He squeezed my ass cheeks, spreading them as he ground my pussy into his groin. I nuzzled into his neck, breathing him in.

"You're amazing, Nanc. I knew we'd be explosive together. Tell me what you want next, baby."

I sat up on his chest, looking at him. "You on top of me, inside me. I want your weight on me, your whole body wrapped around me, covering me, keeping me safe, taking me, thrusting deep. Fill me with all of you."

He grinned and rolled us until I was on my back, gazing up at him, and I reached for his face. He pulled my thighs high up on his hips and he rubbed his cock along my folds, spreading my juices all over me, all over him. And then he gave me the tip. He was so wide, I felt like I was a virgin again. The tip stretched me and I moaned. He looked at me in concern and I grabbed his hands and place them on my breasts.

"Squeeze and push," I said. And he sunk inside of me, inch by inch, as he squeezed my tits and gave me everything I wanted, every part of him. He touched places no one, no toy, ever had before and I could hear us.

 

Our joining, our wetness, and I rose to meet him, needing his weight. He lowered his right hand and rubbed my clit with his finger, and I fell back onto the bed and I came. I screamed and I came and I coated him and he fucked me so softly. And when my orgasm passed, he dropped his weight on top of me and he pounded me, hard.

"You're gonna come again for me, Nanc. I want to make you squirt, to feel your juice pouring out of you as I fill you with my hot cum. Listen to us. Listen to how wet you are for me, how much my dick loves gliding thru that silk, filling you full. Your pussy was made for my cock, baby. It's a perfect fit. It's home for me and I'm never going to stop fucking you."

Our nipples rubbed together and I grabbed his ass, pulling him in as deep as he could go.

"Oh fuck, Nanc, I'm going to burst inside you, fill you with my seed. I love our skin together, our colors. I have never seen, never felt anything like this. So beautiful, baby."

And his cock began to jet and pour hot cum inside of me and I exploded again, cumming all over his hot steel. He kissed me, our tongues colliding over and over again. He pumped me six times with bursts of cum and I felt it pouring out of me, soaking the sheets. I caressed his back as he lay on me, both of us trying to catch our breath.

"I know I'm heavy, I'll move in a minute, sweets," he gasped.

"I'm not letting you go," I whispered and I hugged him tighter.

About an hour later, he entangled himself from me and when I resisted, he pulled me into his arms and carried me into the shower. We washed one another off and stood under the hot water, hugging. Never had I been in a more intimate embrace.

 

We towel dried and went into his room to snuggle under the sheets. We kept touching one another, not wanting to ever lose contact. He was spooning me when I felt him reach behind and open his bedside table.

"Lay on your belly, baby," he whispered. And trusting him completely, I rolled to my belly. He squeezed some lube on my ass and began rubbing. Once my hole was coated, he introduced one finger and began gently sawing it back and forth. After a few minutes, he pressed a second one against it and twisted. They sunk inside me, stretching me. But this time, it wasn't enough.

"Don't wait, Bill. I want your cock," I moaned.

"Come on, Nanc, you can be more descriptive than that," he teased.

"I want your cock in my ass to the root, baby. I want you to stretch me. I want you to pound my ass like you pounded my pussy. Please make me fly. My body is all yours. I trust you, Bill," I pleaded as he double-fingered my ass.

"Do you want three fingers?" he asked.

"No, I want your cock," I whispered.

"I can't hear you, Nanc," he teased. "Do you want three fingers or my tongue?"

"No, I want your big black cock to plunge into my tight asshole and rip me apart until I fit you. Make me yours, gape me. Fill me with your seed, Bill!"

And he spread my cheeks wide open and he fed me his eight inch snake inch by fat inch and it was painful in the best way. He got all the way in and he pulled out, and plunged back, and pulled out and plunged again. And he was fucking my ass and I was moaning and screaming and crying because he was my love and I had him completely. I had given all of me and I would be his forever. He owned all of me, my body and my heart.

"Am I hurting you?" he asked, noticing my tears, and I shook my head no.

He pulled out, flipped me to my back, pushed my legs up and looked me in the eye as he stuffed that big chocolate dick all the way back up my open asshole.

"You're so hot, baby. I love your mouth and your pussy and your asshole." And he rubbed my clit and I flew apart, shaking uncontrollably until I couldn't catch my breath. And he remained still until I could breathe again and then he pounded me into the mattress, holding me tight to his chest and his cum boiled out of him and filled my ass in five hot jets.

His mouth met mine and we kissed so gently. I felt happy, peaceful and alive and I loved him with every part of me and I prayed he would never leave me.

And then he spoke.

"I love you forever, Nanc. You're mine. Always. And I'm never letting you go."

i n c e s t ( i )

 

 

She couldn't fully explain it, all she knew was that she needed her daddy's cock inside her really bad. 

This feeling had been building inside Abby for the past couple of months after she had caught her dad fucking his now ex-girlfriend Emma. Her dad had dated her for maybe eight months before he broke up with the 30 something brunette, but Abby was never told why they had split and she had wondered about it for a while as it seemed to have happened out of nowhere. 

But three months before they split up Abby had come home early from a sleepover she had been at with her girlfriends when she had gotten into a fight with them about how they talked about her dad. Abby hated how they talked about him like he was just a boy their age that they wanted to fuck them, like he wasn't her loving father who had raised her alone since her mom up and left them when she was a kid. 

They always talked about how sexy her dad was, and even though she always told them to drop it