6 Taboo Erotica Sex Stories
by Dee Luscious
6 Taboo Erotica Sex Stories
copyright 2020 by Dee Luscious
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination and not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Table of Contents
Story 1
Story 2
Story 3
Story 4
Story 5
Story 6
Story 1
Sometimes life just isn't fair. Spring break is here, and right now I should be lounging on the beach with a beer in my hand, surrounded by horny college girls. Instead I'm sitting in the bleachers of my old high school gym, watching my sister's little league basketball team practice free throws.
What could I do? I was at college, just counting the days until spring break, when Dad called and said they needed me to come home as soon as my vacation started. Grandma had broken her leg and Mom had her hands full taking care of her. She needed someone to help out around the house and take my little sister Natalie to her after school activities. Lucky me.
I know, I know, I sound like a dick, but I'm not really complaining about helping out my family. I love them to pieces, and I would do anything for them, especially in an emergency like this. I guess I'm just a little disappointed about missing spring break. I was really hoping this would be my chance to finally get laid. Yeah, that's right. I'm 19 and still a virgin. I didn't plan it that way, it just sort of happened.
There were plenty of girls in high school that found me attractive, some even flirted with me. But back then, I was too shy and nervous to make a move. It wasn't until my senior year that I worked up the courage to try anything, and by then it was too late. All the girls had steady boyfriends by then and the ones who didn't weren't interested in me any more. The window of opportunity had closed... hard.
I thought my luck would improve when I went to college. After all, it's a big school with lots of girls, and more girls mean more opportunities, right? Unfortunately, big schools have lots of guys too. Too many guys for an inexperienced virgin like me to compete with. Not surprisingly, my sex life consists of sitting alone in my dorm room, beating off to porn on my laptop, and fantasizing about all the girls I can't get to first base with.
The more I think about it, missing spring break probably isn't such a big deal, after all. What made me think I would have any more success there than I had in high school and college? Besides, watching little league basketball isn't so bad. Especially when the coach is Brenda Robbins.
***
Brenda Robbins is a living, breathing MILF. I mean a real cougar with long blond hair and those retro-style “cat eye” glasses that make her even sexier, if that were possible. And her body? Talk about curves! She dresses pretty modestly, but her clothes always seem a little tight, no matter what she wears. And when she walks, her ass moves like it has a mind of its own and her breasts are like wild animals straining to get out of their cage!
I know I sound crazy talking this way about a woman who is old enough to be my mother, but I have always had a thing for MILFs. Don't get me wrong, if a hot college girl wanted to get down and dirty with me, I would be all over her in a minute! But there is just something about those sexy, seductive mature women that makes me horny as hell! Not that I have a lot of personal experience with MILFs. Besides Mrs. Robbins, all of my experience with mature women consists of masturbating to MILF porn on the internet.
To be fair, I don't really know Brenda Robbins personally, either. Her daughter, Brianna, is the star of the basketball team (mostly because her mother is the coach), and she and my sister are best friends. My mother is friendly with Mrs. Robbins (mostly because she lets Natalie play more than the other girls), but I've never said more than “hello” and “good bye” to her myself. But in my imagination? Well, that's a different story.
I have always had kind of an overactive imagination. I will be watching porn on the internet and pretty soon, without even trying, I've taken the place of the stud in the video and the porn star changes into someone else too! She might be that big breasted redhead that sits in front of me in economics class, or that hot cheerleader that jogs past my dorm every morning, but more often than not, she's Brenda Robbins.
A few days ago, I was watching one of those “pizza boy” videos. You know the story: pizza boy shows up at this house and a sexy cougar comes to the door wrapped in nothing but a towel, because she forgot she had ordered a pizza and was taking a shower (yeah, right). She invites him inside, but she doesn't have any cash ( and pizza places never take credit cards in these videos), so she gives him a blow job instead. Then she spreads her legs and he fucks her on the sofa or the coffee table or whatever piece of furniture is handy. The end. Okay, so it's not Shakespeare.
Anyway, it's just gotten to the part where she invites the pizza boy into her house and starts looking in
