Incest Love: Taboo Erotica E-Book

Emily Boyle

• Herausgeber: Vintage Pulp Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Warning: This is a VERY taboo, vintage, hard-boiled full length (100+ Pages), post-censorship erotic novel. This is bad stuff. Both bad meaning bad and bad meaning *good*. The story is so crazy, we can't even give a proper description.


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he often fantasized about foot-long dongs -- and plenty of them. Her husband had a huge pecker, himself, that was the main reason that she had married him. She wasn't sure which man had the bigger cock, Dan or Raymond -- but Raymond's cock was new, that was the big difference, and she couldn't get enough of it.In time, she expected that she would have had enough of Raymond's trick, and go home to her husband and daughter, Debby, and be a good wife and mother -- until she met another man with a massive hunk of prick.Margie had met Raymond in a cocktail lounge.She hadn't been out looking to get picked up. She had stopped for an innocent drink after shopping, and when he had come over to her table she had been, at first, inclined to resist his advances.Then she had noticed how the front of his well-tailored slacks bulged. 

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Incest Love

Emily Boyle

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELVE

CHAPTER ONE

Her lover's name was Raymond.He was not the first lover she had had since her marriage. Far from it. Margie had been married for eighteen years and had committed adultery a dozen times. Whenever she began a new affair, she was passionate and romantic and supposed herself to be in love. Those emotions seldom lasted more than a few months, after which she tired of her lover, lost interest and, eventually, went back to her husband with renewed affection.Her husband, Dan, knew about some of her affairs.She had been more discreet about others.But he loved her and tolerated her promiscuity, knowing that she would come back to him eventually and hoping that each affair would be the last. It hurt him that she fucked other men -- but it also made him horny, thinking about it. And, even when she was in the midst of a torrid love affair, she never denied Dan his marital rights.Dan didn't know about Raymond yet.But he suspected that she was embarking on another affair because of her happy, cheerful attitude, her vigor in bed and the fact that his supper had been late six times in the last two weeks.Margie was thirty-five and gorgeous.She had a mane of thick auburn hair, hazel eyes and a wide, sensual mouth. Her body was superb. Her tits were big, her hips were wide and her waist was narrow. She had a well packed ass shaped like an inverted valentine. Her thighs were smooth and shapely, her calves nicely tapered. She had a juicy cunt.As she rode the elevator up to Raymond's apartment, she was bubbling with expectation. Alone in the elevator, she pressed her hand against her cunt, as if to hold on the hot lust that was steaming between her legs. She smiled with dreamy anticipation -- and hoped that Raymond was in as horny a mood as she was.Raymond was a magnificent lover.He was tall and handsome, lean and fit, well dressed and glib in conversation but, most importantly, he had a huge prick.That was what Margie loved.She was cock-eyed and cock-conscious.The sight of a well-packed male crotch could cause her to cream her panties on the spot. Even the thought of a rampant cock often made her cream, without so much as a touch of the hand. She often fantasized about foot-long dongs -- and plenty of them. Her husband had a huge pecker, himself, that was the main reason that she had married him. She wasn't sure which man had the bigger cock, Dan or Raymond -- but Raymond's cock was new, that was the big difference, and she couldn't get enough of it.In time, she expected that she would have had enough of Raymond's trick, and go home to her husband and daughter, Debby, and be a good wife and mother -- until she met another man with a massive hunk of prick.Margie had met Raymond in a cocktail lounge.She hadn't been out looking to get picked up. She had stopped for an innocent drink after shopping, and when he had come over to her table she had been, at first, inclined to resist his advances.Then she had noticed how the front of his well-tailored slacks bulged. And that had been that.He had bought her three cocktails and then suggested that they go back to his luxury apartment.She had smiled and said, "You think that I'm going to let you fuck me, don't you?" He had blinked at such directness."Guess what?" she'd said. "What?""I am," she told him.And, of course, she did. She also sucked his cock and sat on his face and that first afternoon together had been a satisfying occasion. She had gone to his place every second or third day after that, and the sex was still as vigorous and enjoyable as it had been the first time.She hoped it would be the same today.Raymond lived on the top floor.Margie rubbed her cunt on the ride up and by the time the elevator hissed to a halt, she had almost brought herself to an orgasm. The door opened. She was leaning against the wall, her hand cupped over her crotch.A man and a woman waited to get in.They gasped when they saw her.Margie blushed. But only slightly. She was not a woman who had many inhibitions.She smiled at them and walked out of the elevator. They turned, watching her go down the corridor, her lush hips swaying far more than necessary. They shrugged and got in the elevator.Margie went down to Raymond's apartment.Raymond was, wearing a velvet smoking jacket when he opened the door. He had crisp, dark hair and a smile that flashed lots of even, white enamel.He held the door open and Margie walked in, feeling very much at home in his apartment."Want a drink?" he asked."Later," she said."Later, when?" he said, grinning -- because he knew exactly what she had in mind."After you fuck my ass off," said the unfaithful and adulterous woman.Raymond's eyebrows lifted.So did his prick.It was just as if his eyebrows and his cock were somehow linked so that when one went up it levered the other, as well. And Margie's eyes automatically went down while her lips turned up in a lascivious smile as she stared at the growing lump in his trousers.His massive cock was threatening to rip right through his pants -- and she hadn't even touched it yet!Once again she thought that this was truly a splendid love affair and one that was going to last longer than most of them -- the duration of an affair being in direct proportion to the length of the prick involved.Raymond, still grinning, gave a little shrug and said, "I can think of no reason why not."Margie took a step backwards.He thought she was, merely getting a new perspective on his crotch, at first, but then he realized that she was giving him the new perspective.She lifted her skirt slowly above her hips.Margie was not wearing any panties.Her cunt hair was the same rich auburn color as her hair, a wide and bushy wedge at the apex of her smooth thighs. She dipped slightly at the knees and pushed her belly out so that Raymond could see between her legs. Her cunt was wide open and sopping wet. The pink lips had unfurled and the creamy slot was a veritable pool in the forest of her pussy. Her clit was stiff and vibrant.Raymond's cock stiffened so greatly that it began to hurt."I came prepared," she said.She dipped a hand into her crotch, cupping her hot pussy for a moment and then running her fingertips across her tingling clit.The gorgeous and oversexed woman gave a link shudder as she stimulated herself.Her cunt felt incandescent, combustible, an inferno that threatened to erupt into fiery destruction. Cunt juice poured down the smooth inner slopes of her thighs. Her pussy was steaming with lust. And the sight of that twat was causing Raymond's huge cock to hammer and pound away with furious impatience.He reached to his fly."No -- let me," Margie said.She dropped her dress and moved to him. She slowly sank to her knees, staring all the while at his throbbing crotch and smiling with glorious expectations.Raymond looked toward the bedroom door.But he realized that Margie was too hot and ready for prick to delay even long enough to move to the bed. She had begun to open his fly, slowly, enjoying the act and lingering over it. She was opening his fly just as if she might have been unveiling a statue.And his cock was like a statue, too.It was a pillar of granite, a rock-hard tower, a monument to sexual splendor. It was a Cleopatra's Needle of a cock, an Empire State Building of a prick, an Eiffel Tower of erotic magnificence. As she drew his zipper down, it pushed out through the opening, still encased in his white shorts and dragging them out with it so that it was like the white ghost of a cock -- but not the ghost of a dead cock, for it was vibrant with life as it rattled the chains of urgency.Margie opened his belt.His pants parted wide and his prick dragged the elastic band of his underwear out from his flat belly. She sat back on her heels and gazed at him for a moment.She licked her lips.Raymond groaned.Margie reached out and cupped the balls in her palm, lifting slightly, as if to judge the weight of the creamy load they contained. She licked her lips again, as if judging how that load might taste, as well.She pulled his underpants out and down, revealing his prick in all its naked splendor. She tucked the elastic under his balls so that all of his tackle was exposed. Again she sat back and looked at him, savoring the sight of that huge cock that she would soon enjoy. Raymond pushed his hips out.His cock thrust at her like a meaty sword and then rose over her face like a bludgeon.Her pink tongue slid, across her lips."Shall I suck it?" she asked.Raymond grunted an affirmative, wordless but definite, as if his vocal cords were as tight as his prick.Margie tilted her head to the side. She looked thoughtful, as if she were wondering if she should suck on that big dick or not, as if contemplating what it would feel like in her mouth and what it would taste like on her tongue. But she already knew that, for she had given him head many times, usually as a prelude to fucking but sometimes as an end in itself, milking him dry and gulping the thick juice down with relish. She was merely teasing him now as she thought about it -- and teasing herself, as well, for her mouth was fairly watering for a taste of that meat.Raymond got his vocal cords working."Yes -- suck it," he growled."Well -- maybe," she said.She leaned closer and folded her fist around the large stalk. She pulled it slowly up and down.The foreskin folded against the ledge of the knob, then dragged back so that the head flared out, purple and throbbing."It does look awfully tasty," she sighed."You know damn well what it tastes like," he said."Ummm -- that's why I'm hungry for it."Her tongue pushed out, not quite touching him, fluttering just under his pounding knob."Drooling for it," she added.A dreamy expression had come over her face now as she contemplated that meaty feast.She had decided to suck him off. When she had first arrived she had intended to get fucked right away, but the sight of his massive cock had made her so ravenous that she changed her mind. She knew from delicious experience that Raymond was good for more than one climax and that she could get all the fucking she wanted after she had gobbled a mouthful. It was a situation that suited her very nicely, for Margie loved sucking cocks almost as much as she loved getting screwed, and a man who was good for only one orgasm would not have suited her at all.She gave him an innocent and demure look -- but the glow in her hazel eyes gave the lie to that expression."Will you come in my mouth?" she asked, as if she were begging him for a favor."Yes," he rasped."Oooooh! Will you fill my mouth with a load of hot, thick jism?"Raymond's cock nodded in response."I want to swallow it all," she whispered. "I want to let it pour down my throat and milk your sweet prick dry and empty your balls."Raymond groaned and staggered, dazed by the rush of blood into his prick. The head of his cock swelled and flared and the thick vein pulsed up the underside of the shaft, while his hairy balls expanded like balloons. He was so hot that he was afraid he might shoot before she had her mouth on him, blowing a creamy geyser into her face from a distance. But Margie was an expert judge of such things, and she was not about to waste his wad.She touched the tip of her tongue against the underside of his cockhead.She fluttered it there.His peckerhead flared like a hooded cobra ready to strike as she lightly licked at the fiery point where the fat vein spread out into the knob.Dipping lower, she curled her tongue around his balls, feeling the hard nuts shift inside the hairy bag and thinking of the lovely jism that they held for her. Then she began to lap up his shaft, her tongue moving all the way from root to head with delicious concentration.The cleft in his knob gaped wide open and a trickle of preliminary cum seeped out. The slippery stuff slid sluggishly down his cockhead."Ooooh!" Margie gasped, when she saw that quick silvery flow sliding down.She gathered it up with her tongue and moved her head back for a moment, as she let the delicious stuff slip around on her tastebuds.Then she swallowed it down, sighing happily.Raymond was gritting his teeth."I can't hold it much longer," he rasped.But Margie didn't want him to hold it much longer, for she was more than ready for that hot load. She rose up and her lips kissed the tip of his cock lightly, then parted and slowly pushed down as she fed that sweet prick into her face through her slurping lips.She took the head into her mouth and paused, sucking on the fat lump, enjoying the meat course before she proceeded to milk out the succulent, creamy dessert. Margie gave the best head that Raymond had ever had, and he figured it would be impossible for anyone to do it better. She had a varied technique, changing her style from time to time. Sometimes she would jerk him off into her mouth, sucking on the head while her hand glided up and down the stalk. Other times she would not use her hands at all, but bob her head up and down the full length of his stalk, taking his knob right into her throat. And at still other times, she would use only her tongue, licking at his cockhead until it creamed and then lapping that cream up. Raymond never knew which style she would use at any given time, nor did he care -- for he had never decided which gave him the greatest thrill.Today, she used her mouth alone.She didn't touch his cock with her hands.She cupped his balls in one hand and slid the other around to finger his asshole, while her mouth began to pull up and down on his cock, descending lower with each stroke until she was taking all of that long shaft into her head.She worked slowly and rhythmically, eager for his orgasm but not wanting to rush it because she enjoyed the lingering process.Her lips were tightly compressed in a collar around his rod, pushing down until they reached his bloated balls and her nose nestled in his wiry pubic hair, then dragging up until only his cockhead was in her mouth. Her tongue fluttered back and forth against the underside of his knob and stalk. Her lips sucked and her cheeks hollowed in as she dragged up his cock with attentive adoration.Raymond's hips thrust, corkscrewing into her face, fucking her in the mouth. He placed his hands behind her head, holding her steady on his cock but not attempting to guide her movements -- letting the cock-hungry girl set the pace.Her head went up and down as if she were bobbing for apples in a barrel, and her tongue curled around like a serpent as it slipped all around his knob and stalk. His cockhead lodged in her throat, then flared in her lips. He was creaming steadily now, not with a full orgasm yet, but with a heavy flow that washed over her tongue and lubricated the action. That preliminary seepage acted as an appetizer and an aphrodisiac at the same time. Margie was drooling down his stalk and then, as her head went down, slurping up saliva and cum in a succulent sauce that excited her so much it made her drool even, more.She felt his cockhead expand to the limit.She knew he was ready to blow.She pulled her lips up to the very tip of his prick and whispered into his cock as if it were a microphone."Come," she pleaded."Yes!""Feed me that sweet spunk.""Now!" he yelled.Her lips parted and her head pushed down and as his big cockhead pushed far back into her mouth, Raymond cried out in ecstasy.His balls exploded.The hot sap rushed up his shaft and burst into her mouth, hosing her throat and whitewashing her gullet. He came with such force that her head was driven back by the powerful jet of jism.Margie's mouth was full of cum.She gulped it down, to make room for more, and pushed her head back down as he blew a second tremendous geyser into her ravenous head. He poured a third dose into her -- and then a fourth. The thick stuff came out endlessly and the cock-hungry, cum-starved woman gulped it all down with joy.Drained, Raymond staggered.Margie continued to suck away on his prick as she made certain that she had swallowed every precious drop, that not a single nugget of spunk remained in his cock or balls. Then she pulled her lips away and used her hot tongue to lick his cockhead glistening clean and to gather up a few stray drops that had run down onto his balls.She sat back on her heels.She gazed in adoration at that massive hunk of meat that had lust fed her such a delicious feast.His cock was softened slightly. It was swaying around before his belly, but it had not begun to droop. Raymond was as she knew, a potent fellow.Now she would get the fucking she craved.