TABOO TALES(erotica)

With one hand, Janette stroked the feather along Angie’s calves and up to her thighs, applying enough pressure so that it felt sensuous but not ticklish. With her other hand, she alternated between caressing her own breasts and reaching beneath her nightie’s short hem to stroke her pussy lips. After a few minutes, she raised Angie’s nightgown and tucked the thin fabric under the heavy necklace she’d given the girl. “W-what are you doing?” Angie asked plaintively, her exposed dark nipples hardening. The naive girl’s tits looked large in the moonlight, the young fresh flesh begging for attention.

“Being nice to you,” Janette whispered, stroking the feather along Angie’s stomach and the lower part of her virginal tits, kissing the girl’s cheeks, and moving the instrument to the inside of her pendulous globes, all while she was fondling her own slit, slipping two fingers between her own thick, slick labia. “I can’t tickle your skin if it’s covered by a nightie, can I, silly?” she scolded.

Matt pulled his cock out of his boxers. Janette pressed her lips against Angie’s parted lips, darting her tongue inside the younger girl’s panting mouth. But Angie was overwhelmed by excitement and couldn’t deal with it. She turned her head away and was squirming too much, her legs uncrossing and pushing against Janette.

“Uh oh! What’s this?” Janette said in mock shock. Angie’s tight thin panties were bulging from the pressure of her mound, completely wet and see-through. Janette pushed the fingers of her other hand inside the waistband of the tight panties and wriggled her hand down till it cupped the teen’s soaked slit, fresh from its Brazilian waxing. Angie began to quietly chant “Oh, oh. . . oh!” as her hips pushed rhythmically against her friend’s hand.

“You’re not supposed to wear your expensive new panties to bed. They’re not for sleeping.” She stripped off the damp panties and dropped them on the bed. Janette held each ankle, pushed the girl’s legs wide open till they extended at right angles and bound each ankle to the eye hooks in the frame along each side of the bed.

Father and daughter were excited to see the girl’s slender calves and thighs stretched tautly, her nude vulva completely exposed to them. Janette was transfixed, but not so much that her two fingers switched from simply stroking her slick slit to pushing and pumping into her wet hole. She didn’t realize that tying Angie’s legs so tightly would spread the girl’s labia so widely. Matt stared as well. He’d seen the girl’s pussy lips when Janette had made the girl pose for him in her new bra and panties, but the sight had been brief and he hadn’t realized that her pussy lips were so long and thick.

“You’re so noisy you’re going to wake Daddy!” Janette said, feigning alarm as she reached behind her, leaning over precariously till her hand was able to grasp her father’s cock. She pulled it and Matt stood, staggering over the few feet to the bed, his member swinging back and forth.

Janette picked up Angie’s panties from the bed, held them beneath her father’s cock, grabbed his shaft and squeezed it from halfway down up to his cockhead, until his pre-cum was dripping onto the panties. She pumped his cock till all the pre-come had poured onto the sodden fabric, wadded the panties into a ball and pushed the drenched fabric between Angie’s mildly resistant thick lips. The girl’s reluctance, completely unprepared for the invasion of the panty gag, caused the pre-cum to smear all over them her lips they were coated with Matt’s viscous discharge. Reacting automatically, Angie shook her head back and forth and started to spit out the panty gag.

“No, no no!” Janette squealed, grabbing another necktie. “Can you imagine what Daddy would do if he heard you and caught us like this? You’re forcing me to keep you quiet!” She fastened the tie around Angie’s head to hold the gag in place.

The teen Dom grabbed several extra neckties. With the first, she raised Angie’s bound hands six inches and fastened them to one of the wood slats in the headboard behind and above the girl’s head, forcing Angie’s chest to jut forward, accentuating the apparent size of her C tits and her jutting nipples.

Matt was stroking himself slowly, gradually increasing the tempo. Janette turned and grinned at him, seeing how excited he was becoming. Turning back to her bound submissive, she saw a film of sweat covered Angie’s front, glistening in the moonlight on this warm evening in early September.

Janette scraped the stiff feather roughly against the innocent’s overlarge areoles, accompanied by Angie’s moans, and tapped the feather against the imprisoned girl’s dark bulging nipples. Matt had to keep himself from groaning aloud as he pumped his dick.

But before bringing the spread girl any satisfaction, Janette leaned over and reached beneath the bed, picking up her two majorette’s batons, used when she was a member the school’s marching band. They were small twirling batons, 16 inches wide, made of lightweight metal rods, with cute, pink plastic caps in a mushroom shape on the ends. She placed one horizontally across the girl’s chest, above her tits. She was impressed – they were perfect.

She took two thick rubber bands from her night table drawer and handed one to Matt, who leveled the other baton beneath Angie’s tits. He and Janette each stretched a band so it looped around the ends of the batons at each side. In effect, they’d created a makeshift breast press, the rods of the batons pressing into her sub’s young flesh. He started slapping all the surfaces of the straining tits, enjoying the resiliency of the firm flesh.

The startled girl cried out through her gag, surprised by the discomfiting pressure on her pristine breasts, her swollen nipples aching, followed by the slaps. She had no idea that the hands slapping here breasts did not belong to Janette.

Still driving her fingers up her own cunt, Janette started grinding her thumb against her big clit. She pulled her father’s hand off his cock and pushed it onto one of Angie’s tits, now swollen from the makeshift breast press and tit slapping. Janette began shafting her father’s 7-inch dick, which was pointed directly at Angie’s face, while with his other hand he mauled his daughter’s swaying tits through her sweaty nightie, roughly squeezing her 34C’s and harshly twisting her fat nipples.

Angie was too far gone, too lost in a haze of bondage and lust, to realize that her friend was not the only one working on her. After all, she’d never before been subjugated with any of this bondage, let alone all of it: the mask, bound wrists, legs spread and tied off, nude in front of her friend, her shaved pussy exposed, her labia open, kissed by a girl, her mouth stuffed with the soaked panty gag, her tits squashed by the batons, her cunt drilled by several fingers while her clit was molested. It was beyond overwhelming.

Janette stroked her dad’s dick faster, enjoying the site of Angie’s big tits being crushed, the taut, tortured skin ballooning out obscenely. Then she moved her hand from her own clit and cunt and pressed three fingers into the compliant girl’s drenched pussy, crushing her prisoner’s fat wet clit beneath a wide thumb as Angie began bucking and shaking in the best climax she’d ever had – by far, trying to twist her torso aside to escape the tit pain, yet pushing her pelvis against Janette’s intruding fingers.

Ready to come, but still trying to hide from Angie that she was being double-teamed, Matt swiveled his hips without warning, pointed his cock at his daughter and spurted, a fountain bursting from his cock and hosing Janette’s damp hair, sweaty cheeks and big tits. She was unprepared and therefore unprepared by the torrent of jizz that splattered onto her. Surprised, she started to jerk backward, but Matt had anticipated her reaction and was holding a hand behind her head. He sprayed her, a flood of his thick cum shooting over and over, each shot lasting several seconds.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Despite her surprise, Janette was used to the gushing fountain, and aware enough to keep her mouth shut, knowing her father liked to first completely coat her fine face and heaving tits. Only when his spurts slowed did she open her wide mouth as far as possible. Even at that late stage, he shot a half dozen loads till her mouth was about to overflow – a violation of his wishes which she knew from experience would be sternly dealt with.

Frantically, she tried to hold his spunk, but she had not accounted for his excitement from his new submissive. Matt hadn’t cum like that for months. Janette couldn’t manage the overload and twin streams of thick gunk poured over her thick lower lip. She looked down, dismayed to see the semen streaming down onto her tits, flowing down her cleavage and sliding down her belly.

Matt yanked up the greasy nightie, baring her taut tanned belly, watching the thick gunk slide across her prominent mound and sink between her shaved lips. She looked up at him and could tell from the set of his mouth that she would indeed be punished for failing at this cream bath. She wondered if Matt would do it the next time with Angie as a witness – or maybe as his helper. He nodded with his chin and she understood, swallowing his cum and and scooping up the overflow from her tits, making a show of holding her fingers above her open mouth so the cum slowly dripped off and fell onto her eagerly outstretched long tongue.

Then she scraped more cum off her belly, loudly sucking the white goo off her fingers. Finally, she dipped two fingers between her greasy pussy lips and cleaned her dripping digits between her lips.

Father and daughter returned their attention to their new sub. The scene had gone way beyond their wildest imaginings. Angie lay dazed, her slim belly still heaving. The mask covering Angie’s eyes was so thick that she never noticed the repeated flashes from Matt’s camera. The sopping panties were a nice touch, peeking from the bound girl’s greasy lips and drooling mouth, as were the pretty pink plastic caps at the tips of the batons.

When Matt finished shooting, Janette removed the baton breast press, pulled out the panty gag, untied her sub’s ankles and freed her wrists, but left the eye mask in place. Angie turned over onto her side and fell into a deep sleep. Janette and Matt admired her gorgeous, naked, unmarked ass. Janette touched it, anticipating how the unblemished skin would soon look, striped for the very first time with weals from the whip.

Janette and Matt were thrilled. Now they knew for a certainty that Angie was a hot, totally obedient sub slut. Daughter and father were confident that Angie would accept further degrading behavior, and they could proceed directly to the next phase.

Matt couldn’t resist the batons and their adorable pink caps. While Janette was still kneeling on the bed, he took hold of the back of his daughter’s head and pulled her backward until her head was lying on the foot of the bed, her knees spreading wide. She grunted at the unexpected change but didn’t resist.

He shoved the sticky nightie up to her neck, held one of the batons at her groin, put one of the pink mushroom caps between her pussy lips, admiring the pink folds of her pussy around the pink plastic of the baton cap, and fucked her with the shaft, sinking eight of its sixteen inches into his slut daughter’s welcoming cunt. Although the shaft was only two inches in diameter, the pink cap was much broader, like the flesh-colored crown of a fat cock. Whenever he shoved the baton into her, he pulled on her plump clit.

Janette had only one thought throughout her fucking: how stupid she was to never have thought of using the baton as a dildo. Matt’s exertions didn’t take long. Janette soon came, humping the dildo ferociously, yelling in release, flopping like a fish on her drenched bed sheets.

Once she was done, Matt left, leaving the baton poking out from Janette’s cunt. After a few minutes, she slowly pulled out the shaft and stripped off her nightie, which was soaked with sweat and cum. She wiped off her hair, face and chest, so that Angie wouldn’t see her best friend inundated with a load of cum and realize that her friend’s father had been involved in the sadistic, filthy scene.