Today I've got a kiss from my taboo erotica story, A Breed
Apart. In this Gothic tale of decadence and temptation, a
ruined governess travels to the isolated mansion to instruct the angelic
child of a dazzlingly beautiful couple. Little by little, the
shockingly lascivious Peter and Rachel entangle poor Joan in their
erotic snares. As a fallen woman she has little to lose – until
they reveal their terrible secret.
This story was written expressly for the Coming Together: Tabooty imprint. Tabooty is an ebook line of single titles
featuring taboo relationships, inspired by Amazon.com's blocking of
certain titles due to the nature of their sexual relationships. The
Tabooty line features erotic fiction considered taboo by current
social standards. This includes not only incest but unusual fetishes
and/or sex with clergy. Regardless of the taboo, all material
involves: (a) consensual relationships and (b) participants of legal
age.
All proceeds from the sale of Coming Together: Tabooty titles benefit
the National Coalition for Sexual Freedom Foundation.
After you've recovered from my excerpt, slide on over to Victoria's
for more Sunday kisses!
Lost in my fantasy, edging ever closer to my crisis, I did not notice
the lull in their salacious symphony. Only when the door opened,
revealing my gasping, half-clad form to Rachel's amused eyes, did I
realize that my own vocalizations had given me away.
"Joan," she murmured. Shame leaped up to consume me. I
snatched my hand from my cunny, miserably aware that my woman-scent
hung in the air like the exhalation of a beach at low tide. "Come
in, darling. We've been expecting you."
She grasped my wrist and drew me into their chamber. I was too
stupefied by embarrassment to resist. Her skin was pure satin on my
bare arm, the most delicious sensation I'd ever experienced. It was
some moments before I realized that she was completely and gloriously
naked.
"I - I - I'm sorry," I stuttered. "I didn't mean...um
- please excuse - the door...."
"Hush," she said, enforcing her command by pressing her
lips to mine.
Lightning arced down my spine. Thunder beat in my ears. I would have
collapsed had she not crushed me to her pillowy breasts. Her ripe
mouth tasted of strawberries and rain. Her tongue wriggled between my
lips like the Biblical serpent, tempting me with new knowledge. A
part of me watched, horrified, as I allowed her to deepen the kiss,
screaming warnings when I circled her trim waist and stroked the
silken firmness of her swelling buttocks.
I refused to listen. When she slipped her hand inside my wrap and
pinched my nipple, I moaned into her mouth and ground my pubis
against hers. She laughed like a naughty child. Taking my hand once
more, she guided it to the soft curls that shielded her sex. It was
like touching myself. I burrowed into that damp nest, seeking the
hot, hard bead of flesh I knew I'd find there. She gasped, sucking my
breath into her lungs, as new liquid gushed around my probing
fingers.
Every caress I lavished on her slick quim I felt myself. I knew
exactly how to touch her, how to wring those lovely moans from her
plump lips. I could measure her excitement by my own. I knew she was
mere breaths away from her spend, because I was also.
Her slender body tensed. She clenched and shuddered around my hand,
drenching me in her fluids. The wave of her climax caught me up and
swept me into my own whirlpool of pleasure. Swirling, thrashing,
dizzy with delight, I clutched her sweet, warm flesh as pure
sensation threatened to drown me.
Soft warmth cocooned me as I returned to my senses after my
tumultuous crisis. Rachel cradled me against her exquisite bosom,
crooning a wordless melody in my ear. I drifted, amazed that I was
still standing. My lust simmered. She combed her fingers through my
tangled locks and called me beautiful.
A rigid bulk suddenly pressed itself into the seam between my
buttocks. "We knew you were the right choice, Joan."
Behind my back, Peter chuckled as he eased off my robe and tossed it
away. Hardness conquered softness. My banked desire flared anew.
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