Shhh! Don't Tell (10 BOOK BUNDLE TABOO EROTICA)

SHHH! DON'T TELL

Rose Temper

Copyright © 2014 Rose Temper

All rights reserved.

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This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real people or events are coincidental. All characters are 18 years of age or older and there is absolutely no intercourse between blood relatives.

What's Inside

Please, Daddy. I Won't Tell

When eighteen year old Lacey sees her stepdad doing things–naughty things–it awakens a forbidden desire inside her so intense she just can't control it. When she finally corners him, practically begging him to take her, he gives her more than just her first time. He takes her virginity hard and fast, and there's no way he's pulling out.
 

The Loophole

Kaylee has been good all her life. At eighteen years old she's still a virgin and she's vowed to stay that way until she's married. But when she gets a new stepbrother, the temptation to break her vow is overwhelming. Their forbidden household relationship heats up to the point where they have to do something to satisfy their needs. But maybe there's a loophole–a back door if you will–that'll keep her pure but still satiate their sinful desires.
 

Lake Lust

Tammy takes a trip to the lake for a little vacation. It's just her, her stepbrother, and his hot best friend. When a bump on the head seems to give her a special new ability - a very persuasive ability - she can't resist using it to fulfill her deepest taboo fantasies.
 

Billionaire Brat

When Lilly finds out her stepdad might be having an affair, she spies on him and discovers a shocking truth. Soon after, she's in the middle of a taboo ménage à trois so hot and steamy you won't even believe it!

Teasing Daddy

Alice is heading off to college soon, but before leaving she desperately wants to lose her virginity. Who better to do it than her hot stepdaddy?If she wants his attention she'll have to tease it out of him though.
 

Bridgett's Fertile Fantasy

Bridgett is home from college for the summer with nothing to do. When she starts to fantasize about Brad, her stepbrother, life suddenly gets more exciting.
 

Cherry's Taboo Punishment

Cherry's boyfriend convinces her to sneak out of the house one night. Things start to heat up in the backseat of his car, and she thinks tonight might finally be the night... until her stepfather catches them. Her punishment for disobeying him is something she's secretly wanted all along: a spanking from his powerful hand!

Daddy's Striptease

She decides to get naked out by the pool even though her stepdad is right inside. Knowing he might be watching gets her very excited and her exposed skin isn't the only thing getting hot and steamy when the two of them come together.
 

Getting Caught By Daddy

Miranda invites her boyfriend over for a little fun, even though she's not supposed to. When her stepdad catches them in the act, she has to think fast to avoid being kicked out of the house. The compromise they agree to has the three of them pushing the boundaries of what is normal and accepted.
 

Two Black Cocks

When Jennifer comes home to find her mother has married a new man, Terrance, she can't help but fall back into her old ways. She has the ability to get men to do whatever she wants and Terrance's muscular black body is too hot to pass up. And when his friend Tyrone comes over she takes the opportunity to fulfill one of her deepest, darkest fantasies.
 

Please, Daddy. I Won't Tell.

I never used to have dirty thoughts about Daddy. I promise. I’d known him nearly my whole life. My mother married him when I was just a little girl. I loved him, and he loved me. That’s the way it always was.

Until one day, everything changed.

I was taking summer classes at the community college. It was my first year out of high school and Daddy didn’t think I was ready to go off to a big school yet. Honestly, I didn’t think I was ready either.

Anyway, that day my afternoon class was canceled so I came home early. I knew Daddy would be there alone and I wanted to surprise him so I snuck in the house, careful not to make a noise, and tip-toed around until I found him.

And boy did I find him.

The door to his bedroom was open a crack, and actually I heard him well before I saw what he was doing. It sounded like he was exercising or something. He did that all the time but never in his bedroom. I loved the way he kept his body so trim and hard, just like a Daddy should be. So, I heard him grunting and breathing hard and I snuck up to his door, wanting to get a look at him working out.

Looking back I guess maybe I did have feelings for him for quite some time; I just didn’t realize it. When I would watch him lift weights sometimes, his shirt off and sweat dripping off his chest, I would start to get that tingly feeling between my legs. Maybe I was naive. Well, of course I was naive. Now it’s kind of obvious how attracted I was to him, but like I said, it didn’t really come to me until the day I’m telling you about.

I crept up to his door, excited to see him without his shirt off.

And… Well… He didn’t have a shirt on. He didn’t have anything else on either. There he was, laying on the bed, completely naked, and his hand was wrapped around his thing. God, it was so big. I’d seen him naked a few times before, what daughter hadn’t seen their Daddy’s thing? But I’d never seen it like this. It was so big, and hard.

His fist was wrapped tightly around it, working up and down, and he was grunting loud as he did it.

I just stood there, petrified, watching him touch himself. It was that moment that I realized my feelings for him. The tingling between my legs built up to the point that I just had to put my fingers down there. And it was so wet. I liked to keep myself shaved. It was my own naughty little secret. And when my finger slipped over my slit I couldn’t believe how wet I was. Yes, I touched myself sometimes. I knew it was wrong, but it felt so good. But right now I was more wet than I’d ever been.

The little bundle of nerves above my opening was swollen and aching. I thought of it as my own little pleasure bean. The clitoris… I knew what it was called, but at night when I couldn’t sleep I would just flick my little pleasure bean until something happened down there that would put me to sleep every time.

So there I was, furiously rubbing my thumb over my bean, pressing my fingers into my warm folds while I watched Daddy and his huge thing. I couldn’t believe how big it was.

That feeling started to build up between my legs. I had to put my hand over my mouth tight to keep from making a sound. If Daddy knew I was spying on him, he’d probably be so mad.

Then he said it.

“Lacey, Mmmm, Lacey, that feels so good.”

My heart leapt to my throat. I knew he hadn’t seen me but why was he saying my name? I flicked my little bundle of nerves faster, my sweet nectar dripping down into my pink panties.

“Oh, Lacey. Fuck Daddy’s cock. Just like that baby.”

Oh my god. I loved how he said my name like that.

Then he grunted and arched his back. Something white shot out of the end of his thing. Out of his cock. That’s what he’d called it. Ropes of white stuff kept coming out of him and landing on his chest. His hand stopped moving and he let his cock hang down limply.

Even I could tell the show was over. I really didn’t want him to catch me, so quietly I crept away into my room and stripped all my clothes off, leaving them in a pile on the floor. My panties were soaked through. Daddy was always telling me to clean my room. It turned out he was just as dirty as I was. I slipped under the sheets and quickly finished what I started, thinking about Daddy and his thing while I did it, before drifting off to sleep.

And that’s when I started to look at Daddy in a whole new way.

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After that I started noticing the way he’d look at me sometimes. The way I’d catch him sneaking glimpses at my breasts. Maybe I even encouraged him a little.
 

I really didn’t even need to wear a bra because my boobs weren’t that big but mom would always tell me a lady wears a bra. But after I noticed how much he liked it, I stopped wearing one around the house. When I’d hug him in the mornings my nipples would get hard and sensitive, pressing against his chest. I’d kiss him on the cheek as usual, and almost always I’d feel his thing pressing into my leg. Soon I was touching myself several times a day, thinking about him, imagining what it would be like to touch his thing. I knew that’s what people did. They touched each other in their secret places. God, I wanted it so bad.

And it didn’t take long before I got my chance.

One Saturday, not too long after that day I saw him naked, Mom went off shopping, saying she’d be gone all day. Daddy just finished mowing the lawn before she left. And that meant he’d be taking a shower.

Sure enough, as soon as Mom left he went into the bathroom and I heard the water turn on. It was too much– knowing he was in there, naked, all alone. I had to do something about it.

My heart was pounding and I knew it was wrong, but I was so wet between my legs, I just had to. Putting my ear to the bathroom door, I tried to see if I could hear anything. The only sound was the shower and my heart thrashing against my chest. Lightly, I knocked on the door, then listened, my forehead squenched up as I concentrated.

I took a deep breath, then turned the knob and pushed the door open. Their shower was the kind with the blurry glass over it. I could see the outline of his body, and I could even kind of make out his cute white butt. My pleasure bean throbbed. Clearing my throat, I said, “Daddy?”

His head turned quickly to me. Why did the glass have to be so blurry? “Lacey? Is that you?”

“Yes, Daddy.” I hadn’t really thought this far ahead so I had to think fast. “Are you almost finished? I want to take a shower.”

“Umm. Yeah, I’m almost done, baby. Is there something wrong with your shower.”

“No, I just like yours. Is that okay?”

“Yeah, of course. I’ll be out in a minute.”

My brain was like jello at that point. I barely had any control over what I was doing. As I watched his blurry figure through the glass, I quickly stripped my shirt and shorts off and stood there in his bathroom in my panties. They were wet as usual. I took them off and put them on the counter, right next to his wallet where he was sure to find them, making sure the nectar from my secret place was facing out.

I took a towel from their cabinet and wrapped it around my body, waiting for him to finish. It didn’t take long before the water went off. Then he just stood there for a moment, not moving. His back was to me, and I could see his arm moving through the blurry glass.

Was he doing that thing to himself again? Right there where I was? Then before I could react he turned around and opened the door.

The look on his face was pure terror, eyes wide open, jaw dropped. “Lacey! I didn’t know you were still in here.”

I couldn’t speak. My eyes went straight down, straight down to his secret place. It was hard again, and now that I saw it up close I realized just how big it was.

But he quickly covered it up, grabbing his own towel, wrapping it around his cock. It was still obvious how hard it was though, making a tent in front of him. His eyes narrowed as he looked at me, standing there in a towel. I couldn’t tell if he was mad or not.

“I’m sorry Daddy. I didn’t mean to scare you. You’re not mad at me are you?” The tears started to well up in my eyes then.

“Oh, baby. No, I’m not mad. You just startled me.” He came over to me, dripping water across the bathroom floor and wrapped his arms around me, pulling my face to his warm chest.

My tears quickly dried up and I took a deep breath. His thing pressed into my tummy again. It was so hard, and I wanted it so bad.

But he pulled away from me, putting his hands on my shoulders. “Are you okay? Do you want to talk about this?”

What did he mean? I wasn’t sure, so I just shook my head, not wanting to get into trouble for walking in on him.

“Okay, well take your shower. I’ll be in my room if you want to talk when you get out.” He turned and grabbed his wallet. My panties were so close to it, he scooped them up at the same time. He looked down at them, his thumb was right on the wet spot, touching the wetness that had been between my legs. Then he handed them to me, smiling before he left, closing the door.

I think I should have called the Guinness Book of World Records because that was the fastest shower I’d ever taken in my life. As soon as I finished, I quickly dried off, wrapping the towel around me then went to this room. I just had to be near him. My pussy had to be near him.

 
He was laying on the bed, wearing a pair of gym shorts, no shirt, his hands resting on his chest. I could clearly see the bulge in the front of his shorts.

“Daddy?” I said, “Do you mind if I come in.”

He opened his eyes and sat up. “No, come on baby. Come sit down.” He patted the bed next to him.