Step-Daddy Dozen: 12 Naughty, Erotic Tales
Short Fiction Anthology/ Taboo Erotica. Other genres in this volume include: Paranormal/
Contemp/Western/ MF/MFM/MM/FF/ Voyeurism/Bondage/Anal Play/Sex Toys/ BDSM/Dubious
Consent/Double Penetration
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An erotic anthology...
A collection of popular erotic taboo shorts from Michael
Jade and J. Rose Allister. Dark, forbidden desires for all seasons. Includes:
Daddy Hottest, Daddy’s Pumpkin Patch Party, My Daddy’s a Cowboy, Stepdaddy Goes
Down, My Daddy Werewolf, On Fire for Daddy 1 and 2, Daddy’s Halloween Treat, Daddy’s
Haunted Hayride, My Daddy’s an Escort, Daddy’s Secret Santa Switch, and I Saw
Daddy Kissing Santa Claus.
Excerpt from Michael Jade's My Daddy's a Cowboy:
Roger made his way toward the noise.
A few horses paused from their feed bags to peer at him, as though unsure he
was supposed to be there. He probably wasn’t. As he drew closer, the sounds
became clearer—and oddly familiar. He could make out several voices, along with
moans and grunts that immediately perked his interest. Setting down the paper
sack, he stealthily made his way to the closed stall. The large wooden door was
closed, but there was a large enough crack for him to easily glimpse the action
going on inside. The moans made it clear that some kind of sex was going on,
and he hoped to get a nice, live show of rodeo workers banging one of the food
court chicks during their lunch break. What was really going on in the musty
horse stall, however, shot his eyes open wide.
His stepfather was there, and he
was naked except for cowboy boots, a red-and-white neck bandana, and his dusty
cowboy hat. He stood in the center of three other rodeo workers, all of whom
were shirtless. They closed the circle around Jack while Roger’s mind tried to
process what the hell he was seeing. His first thought was that these guys were
about to kick the shit out of Jack, in which case he wouldn’t mind sticking
around to watch. It didn’t take long, however, to realize that things were
definitely going in a whole different direction.
Jack was forced to his knees, and
Roger could see the man’s look of smug satisfaction. His hands roamed over the
other men’s thighs and crotches, groping and stroking them through their jeans.
Obvious hard bulges strained against tight denim. One by one, Jack undid belts
and unbuttoned jeans, his calloused hands appearing bold and eager to feel the
steely erections contained within. Roger’s mouth fell open as he watched three
enormous cocks protrude from the men’s pants. They waved their hard meat in
Jack’s face, slapping and teasing the burly man as his mouth opened to capture
a stiff cockhead. One of the men moved forward and removed Jack’s hat, tossing it
aside as he pushed his thick cock between Jack’s lips. Roger couldn’t believe
Jack was doing this. He sure as hell would never have guessed Jack had these
tendencies, judging by the macho man shit he pulled around the house. But there
he was, happily slurping some cowhand’s horse dick. Even more surprising than
that revelation, however, was that Roger found himself getting rock hard as he
watched.
Excerpt from Jade Bleu's Daddy Hottest:
I set the laptop case beside my desk and turned to face him.
“Yeah, well, in case you hadn’t noticed, I’m not exactly a teenager anymore.
I’m a full-on, busy as hell college girl.” I threw the ‘hell’ in there for
effect, but letting it roll off my tongue in front of him was kind of weird. I
might have thought and talked like a sailor a lot of the time, but I reined my
shit in around the house. My mother hated me cussing.
“Yeah,” he said, his voice a little thicker than usual as he
eyed me up and down. “I suppose you are.”
I folded my arms to hide what his brief survey had done to
my nipples, wishing I had worn something less homeless chic. I had on my
laundry-day rocker T-shirt and ragged shorts that I’d cut off short enough for
the bottom half of my front pockets to hang out.
Tension thickened the air, and Daddy Bill cleared his
throat. “Well, I should let you settle in.” Another glance, briefer this time.
“It’s good to have you home.”
As soon as I heard him get as far as the kitchen, I rushed
for the bed. Holy mother of all things erotic, my stomach was quivering from
that searing look he’d given me. I had to do something about my stiff nipples
and wet panties, pronto. Dropping to my knees, I fished beneath my bed for the
special lime-green box. A few minutes in the bathroom with the shower running
to hide the sound of “Big Daddy,” my conveniently named vibrating dildo, ought
to hold me for a while.
I bent down to shove my arm farther under the bed while
peering beneath. The box was gone. “Shit.”
“Lemonade?”
I almost snapped my arm off when Bill’s voice jerked me
upright. He must have gotten a real eyeful of my bare ass, what with it hanging
out of my shorts while it was stuck up in the air.
Her Bad Secret Santa
