Double Pleasure: Alpha Male Taboo Forbidden Romance (2 page)

After stripping, I got into bed. I didn't even start a porn video on the computer. I did close my eyes and ran through the two scenes I'd seen with Mr. Fun Fantastic. I concentrated on the second one – the titty-fuck scene. I rubbed the large rubber version of his cock between my own two tits. They weren't as large or floppy as the black woman's breasts, but the feeling was still incredible.

Grasping it with one hand, I ran it over my nipples then down my stomach. As I felt it slide over my body, I sighed. My legs opened a little wider as I licked my other hand and started rubbing my pussy lips. I wanted to make sure I was wet before I tried to stick the mammoth cock inside me. I wasn't a virgin, but my pussy was still very tight.

The image of the real one squirting cum everywhere started replaying itself in my mind over and over again as I pressed the head of the fake cock to the entrance of my pussy. My lips spread a little as just the tip popped in. I sighed and slowly worked another inch inside me. Pulling it back out, I moaned, knowing I needed more of it in me.

I worked more of it in as I pushed it inside my pussy, my lips stretching to accommodate its girth. I knew it would be long, but I hadn't expected it to be so thick and filling. The feeling in my pussy was pure pleasure as I slid that fake monster cock in and out. As I got wetter, I increased me speed. My eyes were still closed and I imagined the real thing was fucking me.

The sheets were soaked by this point, but I wanted more. I pulled it out and used the suction cup to attach it to my headboard. Getting on my knees in front of it, I reached down and positioned it perfectly so I could slide back on it. The feeling of it penetrating me from behind was even better as I didn't have to use my hands.

My breasts hung down and rubbed the silk sheets as I rocked forward and backward, impaling myself on the massive dildo. I couldn't believe how realistic it felt. I knew it was fake, but I was actually able to imagine what it would be like to have the real thing inside me. I tried to take as much of it as I could as it slid in and out of my wet pussy.

I thought I would last longer, but as soon as I reached down and started rubbing my clitoris, an orgasm exploded throughout my body. My pussy muscles tightened and relaxed, feeling that delicious cock still inside me, filling me up. I crawled forward a little and it plopped out as I collapsed on the bed, exhausted but still feeling waves of pleasure wash over me.

I got to work right away after cleaning up. I started writing one of my best porn reviews ever. Unlike many others that I'd written, I did a lot of research for this one, trying to find out as much as I could about Mr. Fun Fantastic. I really didn't find out much more about him. Even his age was a mystery. I was still able to come up with a really great review about his first and second movies.

Before I knew it, dinnertime had rolled around. I shut my computer down and headed upstairs to see what was for dinner. As usual, Jerry was sitting at the kitchen table drinking while Mom made us all dinner. I smelled the fried chicken strips as I hit the stairs. I smiled, feeling famished. Living at home had some benefits.

Jerry raised his glass of whiskey then took a long drink as I went to get plates and silverware to set the table. Whenever he cashed one of his royalty checks, he would brag for at least a week about all the money he got for work he'd done years earlier. No matter how much I pressed him, he never told me how he made all his cash.

Sitting down across from him at the kitchen table, I wondered if I'd be able to get him drunk enough to let me know how he'd made all his money. If nothing else, I could change his name in the story and write about it for some website or another. As an online copywriter, I was always looking for new clients and new work.

Dinner was great, of course. Mom was a really good cook. Sometimes I thought that was the main reason Jerry was involved with her – that and she put up with all his drinking. They really didn't seem to have a lot in common. After the dishes were put in the sink so I could wash them later, Mom went to the living room to watch her evening shows.

Jerry poured himself another drink. He'd had at least three and was a little lit as I sat back down across from him. My hands were on the table as I looked him in the eyes. I didn't know if he was drunk enough yet, but I had to find out how he made all his money. If he was doing something illegal, I didn't want him around my mother.

“So, you had a big check today?”

“Big check!” He laughed.

I wasn't sure what was so funny, but he was drunk. “Yeah, you're always talking about your big checks.”

“Some women would say they're huge,” he mumbled, stumbling over the words drunkenly as he continued laughing.

“What's the money for again?” I asked, deciding to dive right in.

“I can't tell you that, sweetheart.” He took another drink.

“Aww, why not? I won't tell anyone. It can be our secret.” I knew how naughty the words sounded coming out of my mouth.

“Oh, it's nothing you would know about,” he said.

I stood up, knowing I probably wouldn't get any further with him. I wanted to get some more work done before playing with my new toy again. I wanted to try to ride it cowgirl position to see how much I could take. I was sure the orgasm would be another big one. As I opened the door to the basement stairs, Jerry said three words that would change everything between us.

“Mr. Fun Fantastic.” This was followed by a laugh, so I wasn't sure if I had heard him right.

“What?” I asked, turning around.

“Mr. Fun Fantastic,” he repeated.

My mouth hung open as the shock and surprise hit me. My step-dad was Mr. Fun Fantastic?
That means I've been...
as the thought entered my mind, I quickly headed downstairs and locked myself in my bedroom. I couldn't really tell him that I'd seen a couple of his movies or that I had a life-size replica of his huge cock.

And yet the thought of how dirty it was to have that huge cock inside my pussy was turning me on. I stripped out of my clothes and retrieved my new toy from the closet where it was hidden. Seeing and touching it seemed so taboo and naughty, but this only served to turn me on even more. I didn't know what was coming over me, but I liked the feeling.

I used the suction cup to attach the realistic dildo shaped like my step-father's penis to a plate on the floor. I licked my hand and rubbed my pussy a little, but I was already wet and ready. Just the thought of what I was about to do was turning me on. As I lowered myself down on the fat fake cock, I sighed, loving the way it felt.

The thought that the large member I'd been craving belonged to my step-dad wouldn't leave my mind. I hadn't purposely sought it out, but due to some reason it had made an appearance in my life. I'd been attracted to it before I knew who it belonged to, but now I wanted it inside me even more. I couldn't help thinking about the real thing plunging in and out of my pussy.

As I rode the fake version of Mr. Fun Fanastic's cock, I played with my nipples, imagining that I was riding the real thing. This sent me over the edge and I started coming. The feeling encompassed my entire body as I lifted myself up and felt the large penis pop out of me. I got up and crawled into bed and under the covers.

I had a lot of work to do, but I couldn't stop thinking about what I'd just done and who was upstairs – so close and so far away. I would probably never have the real thing, but at least I had been able to see what having such a large cock inside me. I fell asleep staring at the giant cock on the floor a few feet away, knowing it was going to bring me to quite a few orgasms.

Three

The next morning, I woke up feeling good. The large dildo that was a replica of my step-dad's cock was safely in my closet. Just the thought of it there was making me hot. I didn't know how I was going to get through breakfast with him and my mother. I'd had one of the most intense orgasms of my life thanks to his dick. Well, the plastic one I'd bought online before I knew it was based on him.

I put on a pair of sweatpants and a loose fitting shirt, hoping I was making myself look less desirable. While I had never seen him looking at me in a sexual way, I didn't want to give him an excuse to do it. He probably wouldn't if Mom was around, but there was no telling if she was or not unless I went upstairs to check.

Taking a deep breath, I headed up the stairs one at a time. I wished I had my own house. At the same time, I was a bit anxious to see Jerry.
Will I be able to look at him without thinking of that huge cock between his legs?
I thought to myself as I slowly made my way toward the kitchen. I heard Jerry's voice and my Mom. They looked up from the table as I walked past the refrigerator and headed to the coffee machine.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," Mom said to me.

I rolled my eyes without her seeing as I poured me a cup of coffee. Not adding sugar or cream, I sat down to see what she had cooked up. I smiled at her and Jerry without making direct eye contact with them. All I could think about was all the fun I'd had the night before with my new favorite toy.

"The eggs look good, Mom," I said, trying to make smalltalk.

"Thanks dear. Jerry actually made them."

"Thanks, Jerry." I had to bite my lower lip to stop from giggling.

"You're welcome, darling." He smiled in my direction. "Did you sleep okay last night?"

I almost spit out my coffee.
Does he know? How the hell could he know?
I looked at his face and made eye contact. "Slept good. Yeah." Somehow, I managed to stay calm, cool and collected.

"Good."

The room fell silent again as I filled my plate with eggs that had been scrambled with cheese and red peppers. As I ate, I stared at my food, not wanting to make eye contact with either of them. I felt dirty about having so much fun the night before. At the same time, that feeling had made what I was doing so much better. I couldn't wait until I did it again.

"Sausage?" Mom asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I looked up and she was holding a plate of small sausage links in my direction. I speared a couple with my fork and ate them quickly, wanting to get back downstairs. I told myself that I was going to go back to work, but I wanted to feel that huge fake cock inside me again, knowing the whole time that my step-dad was upstairs.

Four

I couldn't stop playing with the fake cock. I had to have it inside me at least once a day. As a porn movie reviewer still living at home, I was constantly turned on and had bought the fake but fun dildo before I knew who it was based on. After I'd found out that it was based on my step-father from when he'd done porn videos years earlier, the twelve inch monster was my favorite way to get off.

The feelings were so incredible, I wanted to share them with someone. I decided a week after my step-father had drunkenly dropped the fact that he was a porn-star many years earlier to share the news with Sarah. We had known each other for the majority of our lives and were very close. We'd never fooled around, but she was the only person in my life who I tell about my secret desires.

She was in college and lived off-campus in a house with three other girls and a guy who they said was gay. I wasn't sure about Tommy, but he seemed harmless enough. The other roommates were party girls and rarely seen outside of their rooms when they were home. I knocked on the door to their house, wishing she would hurry up because the air had turned chilly. My nipples were so hard.

As leaves from the tree in their front yard floated to the ground in a dazzling display of cover, I paced back and forth a bit to try to warm up. I cursed myself for not wearing something warmer, but Sarah finally answered the door. I'd sent her a text message letting her know I was coming, so I wasn't sure why she had taken so long. Her face looked flush when she opened the door.

“You rubbing one out in there?” I asked.

She laughed. “Come in.”

“It's getting a bit nippy out there.”

“I can see that.”

Sarah leaned forward and gave me a hug then led me to her bedroom upstairs. I sat on the edge of her bed and sighed as she shut the door.

“What's wrong?” she asked as she turned around.

“Oh, nothing. I'm just having some really weird thoughts.”

“Really? Do tell.” She sat on the bed next to me and rubbed my back with her hand.

The floodgates opened and all the thoughts and feelings I'd been having about my step-father came pouring out. I ended with the fact that I'd bought the huge fake penis then had found out it was based on a mold of my step-dad! Telling her everything felt good in a way. She wasn't judging me at all. In fact, I was surprised when she got a little excited after I was done talking.

“I have that cock!”

“Get out!” I knew her well enough to know she wasn't kidding, but the whole conversation was a bit surreal.

“Really! I got mine about four months ago.”

“And you didn't tell me?” A false pout fell over my face.

“Well, I didn't know we were that close.” She winked at me and smiled.

“I told you before that huge cocks were a turn-on for me.”

“I know, I know. But what about now that you know who it's based on?”