I Saw Daddy Kissing Santa Claus

I Saw Daddy Kissing Santa Claus
by Jade Bleu
Short Fiction / Erotica / Fantasy / Taboo / Multi-partner

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She finds a naughty Santa giving Daddy a big, fat gift under the tree!
Taylor is snug in her bed on Christmas Eve until strange rustling noises draws her out to spy on a delicious sight—Santa and her luscious stepfather tonguing each other in front of the Christmas tree. What does sexy St. Nick, who looks more like an underwear model than his jolly stereotype, have in store for the stepdaddy and daughter who’ve landed on his very special naughty list this year?

An erotic short featuring a bad girl out of bed on Christmas Eve, taboo daddy-daughter fun, and a MMF encounter with double penetration between daddy and a hot, sexy Santa who knows just how naughty their desires have been.

Excerpt:

"I felt your longing, you know," Santa said. "That desperate need coiling deep in your gut. It made my balls ache, seeing you walk around all the time with that stiff, throbbing cock. I had to do something. You know what I'm talking about, don't you? Who I'm talking about."

That widened my eyes some, and my heart pounded harder. Who was he talking about?

My stepfather didn't answer, and the other man sidled closer, grabbing Steven's taut ass and thrusting their hips together. Steven hissed and squeezed his eyes shut as he clutched the other man's broad shoulders.

"Tell me," Santa said in a low croon as he ground his cock against him. "Admit what it is you've been hiding."

Steven shook his head. "I can't. It's not right, the things I've been thinking."

"Wanting," Santa corrected. "What you still want. The gift you were offered and refused to take. I'll admit I have personal issues with folks who turn their nose up at presents."

My thighs were getting sticky with juices as I rubbed myself through the thin fabric of my nightgown. I slid my other hand back and forth across my eraser-tip nipples, reveling in the shock of pleasure that jolted through my clit as my fingers grazed each one. The men's breathing grew more ragged, their motions more fevered and powerful as they writhed against each other's flexing, eager bodies.

"Give me your confession," the man said, his dark eyes flashing. "Then give me your cum."

My stepfather groaned and gripped Santa's tight, flexing ass cheeks and leaned in to kiss him. Santa pulled his head back, however. "Say it."

"Taylor." My name fell off his lips like a prayer, and I leaned harder against the wall so my legs wouldn't give out from the shock. "I want Taylor so bad it hurts."

My Daddy Werewolf Bundle

My Daddy Werewolf Bundle
by Jade Bleu
Short Fiction / Erotica / Paranormal-Werewolf / Taboo

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Three girls. Three hot daddies about to unleash TABOO animal instincts!

A trio of naughty werewolf tales featuring forbidden animal lust and the naughty girls who are ripe and ready for some full moon fun! This bundle Includes My Daddy Werewolf stories 1: Cherry, 2: Faith, and 3: Joy.

An erotic taboo werewolf bundle featuring unprotected creampies, rough and hard ramming, hard anal, a brief MM encounter, and voyeurism.

Excerpt:

To my shock, Dad wandered over, drove his hand beneath the covers, and came up with the object of my mortification before sitting beside me. He held the dildo out, inspecting it.

I put my head in my hands, covering my eyes. “Oh my god,” I said. “Can you please put that away? You’re not supposed to know I do things like that.”

His gaze ran over the length of the “natural, fully realistic shaft”, according to the ad that had sold me on it. “Do you do other things, Joy?” he asked quietly. He glanced at me. “Do you do other guys?”

I wondered what he meant by “other” guys. I shook my head. “No, Daddy. Not for a while.” I cleared my throat and shot a glance at the evidence. “That’s why I have, uh, personal toys. Can you just pretend you don’t know about it?”

He shook his head. “I don’t think so. I’ve known about it for a while.”

My mouth fell open.

“Don’t be embarrassed,” he said, wrapping his fist around the thick rubber. “I found it when I was changing your sheets.”

“I’m not embarrassed. I’m completely freaked.”

He stared at the dong like it held the secrets to the universe. “I hear you, sometimes, when it’s late. And I can’t help but wonder whether this is what you’re using.”

My stomach dropped, and I don’t know why, but the words tumbled out of my mouth before I realized it. “I hear you too. Last night, for instance. You were louder than usual.”

There was a pause upon hearing my confession. “I haven’t been myself the past couple of days,” he said. “The fever. The hunger. Something’s happening to me, Baby Doll. And I don’t think I can fight it.”

He gazed up at me, and I wondered what he was referring to. I heard a low rumble, deep in his chest, and I realized he was growling. His eyes lit up, gleaming gold spots in his brown irises, and a weighted atmosphere settled around us. It was desire, a thick layer of need that pulled us together.

“You aren’t wearing panties,” he said, and my heart began pounding. “I could tell the minute I walked in.”

“You saw?” I asked, tugging the hem down.

“I can smell you. You’re wet. You need a hard cock inside you, don’t you, Baby Doll?”

Before I could stammer out an answer, he pushed me onto my back. I cried out, but he muffled the sound with his lips. With my mouth already open, he thrust his tongue inside, swirling it around mine, tasting of beer and sexy, horny male. I groaned and slid a hand around his neck, pulling him closer, meeting each sweep of his tongue.

His hand went straight between my legs, and he groaned when he found out he was right about me being naked and soaking wet beneath my nightshirt. Clint fingered my hard bud with an expert touch, sliding down along my slick, throbbing channel.

“Jesus,” he said. “Have you had any idea how hard it’s been, knowing you’ve had a fake dick hidden in your bed? How badly I wanted to confess that I knew about it?”

I grabbed hold of my sheets with an iron grip. “Why didn’t you?” I asked.

“Because it’s wrong. I shouldn’t be feeling these things.”

My Daddy Werewolf 2: Faith

My Daddy Werewolf 2: Faith
by Jade Bleu
Short Fiction / Erotica / Paranormal-Werewolf / Taboo

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Daddy gets banged and bitten, and Faith gets the aggressive beast she's always wanted!

I was jealous that my best friend getting what we confessed wanting most—taboo relations with our hot fathers. When I found both our dads naked and writhing under a full moon, I feared my fantasy had been ruined forever by Daddy’s new sexual preference. Little did I know that my bestie’s dad had a secret, and that he had just turned mine into a creature with a forbidden animal lust that would soon surpass my wildest dreams.
An erotic taboo werewolf story featuring characters 18 years and older.

Excerpt:

He laid a hand on my thigh, and I almost jumped out of my skin. “We’re both grownups now. There’s no need to act like we don’t know what’s going on here.”

“We don’t?”

“I realized last night that I’ve been such a tight ass around here. Nudity is nothing to be ashamed of. Sex isn’t something to be ashamed of. Yet I’ve always held back in order to be respectful of you. Because I helped raise you here in my house. I haven’t dated, haven’t slept with my door open. All to keep my proper distance from you and the subject of sex.”

His hand stroked upward, resting on the hem of my short skirt.

What was he trying to say? Was he about to tell me that I wasn’t the only one who wanted us to be more than “the guy who raised me” and “the girl my ex dumped me with?” Or was his fever making him delirious?

“In my dream, I was chasing someone in the woods,” he said. “That someone was you, Faith. And god help me, I wanted to catch you.”

He came at me again, and this time, the kiss was way south of fatherly. His tongue forced its way in, and hot stabs of need shot through my body. Every inch of my stiffened in utter shock, including my nipples, but my pussy gave away the truth. I felt the warm rush of heat, the juices seeping between my legs.

“God, you smell good,” he said, kissing downward, nibbling at my neck. I raised my head, giving him access, but giving a little yelp of surprise when he reached down and yanked apart the front of my blouse. Buttons went askew and my breasts spilled out.

His growl…there it was again. Deep, rumbling, and feral. My nipples hardened at the sound, and yet I found it unsettling. I wanted him to fuck me, had wanted it for years, but his behavior felt different. Wrong. Like he had lost control of animal urges.

Hot breath tantalized my hard nipples, and then closed his mouth over one, flicking it with his tongue, grazing it with his teeth. I cried out, holding his head. He bit down just slightly, moaned, and gave a shudder.

He pressed himself against me, his throbbing cock hot and straining on my thigh. Too hot. All of him was too hot, and I knew this wasn’t my stepfather seducing me. This was a stranger who was out of his mind.

“I’m not sure we should do this,” I said, pushing him back. I kicked myself mentally for the sudden burst of sanity.

“Do you want me?” he asked. “Just answer that one simple question.”

“Yes,” I admitted. “But you’re not…yourself.”

“To hell with who I was yesterday.”

My Daddy Werewolf

My Daddy Werewolf: Cherry
by Jade Bleu
Short Fiction / Erotica / Paranormal-Werewolf / Taboo
(Re-release of previous 2012 version)

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Cherry finds out what Daddy's been hiding, and his animal instinct gives her a hard ride!

Cherry’s suspicions that there’s more to her daddy than meets the eye are confirmed when she finds him passed out naked in the woods. What she hadn’t suspected was just how hard he’s been fighting off forbidden animal lust—and that their taboo passions are about to break free.
A taboo erotic werewolf short featuring characters 18 and older.

Excerpt:

The hands gripping my shoulders yanked downward none too gently, taking the top of my dress with it. My braless breasts jumped free, the pink nipples already hard but stiffening more when the cool air and his hot stare hit them simultaneously. The glow in his eyes sharpened, and so did the arousal pulsing between my legs. I expected him to zero in on my tits then, kneading or sucking them. Instead, he reached down behind me to slide the back of my dress upward. When he found the bare flesh of my thighs, I gasped. His fingers trailed upward to find the naked globes of my ass, and he let out a growl that sent juices trickling from my damp pussy.

“No panties,” he said with the foreign rasp I remembered from that morning. “No wonder I can smell that sweet cunt so clearly. Naughty girl, teasing me like that.”

“Daddy,” I whispered as he kneaded each ass cheek firmly. I grabbed his shoulders to steady my rubber legs, but he shoved me against the wall again and took hold of my dress bodice, which was now around my waist. With a rather vicious, electrifying yank, he dragged it down until the red knit pooled at my feet. I stepped out of it, trembling as he groaned at the sight of me. I recalled my first look at him, lying naked and irresistible on the ground, and my eyes skimmed his body until I saw the pronounced ridge of his cock outlined along one leg of his jeans.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said, frozen for a moment in what seemed to be awe.

Goose bumps prickled my skin under his gaze and words, sending a new rush of pleasure from my nipples to my clit. As arousing as seeing the man of my fantasies stunned at the mere sight of me was, my body rebelled at the lack of his touch. I’d suffered for so long that the last thing I wanted was to take our sweet time savoring the moment. I wanted the animal he promised to be. I needed him to drive the thick bulge in his pants straight up inside my cunt until I screamed.

I needn’t have worried.

On Fire for Daddy

On Fire for Daddy
by Jade Bleu
Short Fiction / Erotica / Contemporary / Taboo / Multi-partner
(re-release of previous 2011 version)

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Andrea is stunned--and incredibly ready--when her stepbrother blackmails her into screwing him so he won't tell Mom how she set her bedroom on fire. As hot as big brother sex can be, however, it can't hold a candle to what's in store when her stepdaddy joins in to deliver his own brand of erotic discipline.

Excerpt:

His lean hips ground against me as he thrust hard and fast, drilling me like he was about to strike oil. His beautiful face was contorted in what almost looked like pain, and I knew he was struggling to keep his pleasure silent. That stiff dick slid in and out of my sopping wet cunt, driving me wild with the need to tell him exactly what I wanted, exactly what he was doing to me. My nipples throbbed for attention, but he was too busy jamming me with desperate strokes that were hard enough to make my tits bounce and my head to slide closer to the headboard with every thrust. I held onto that headboard for dear life, keeping it safely away from the wall while reveling in the pressure building behind my tingling clit. Orgasm was so close, and I gritted my teeth to prepare for it.

Then Terry stiffened, his eyes squinted tight and mouth open in a silent cry as he came. The second he was over the top, the bastard pulled out of me, riding out the wave while I was left aching and desperate for release. I tried to wait patiently for a moment, thinking maybe he just wanted to make double sure there was no chance of condom failure. When his face relaxed, however, he sat back and looked down at me with the smartass grin that told me I’d been had—in more ways than one.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I said in a whisper-shout. “You’re going to leave me like this?”

The grin widened into a white smile. “Consider that fair punishment for me getting kicked out of my room to the couch so the family princess could have her ‘privacy’.”

I sat up, nostrils flaring as I searched around for the tank top I’d flung who knew where. “You cold-hearted prick.”

“Wow, you really get pissed when you don’t get off. Want to tell on me? Want to tattle about Big Brother being mean to you?”

“Fuck you.”

“Go ahead,” he said, tossing his milky, spent condom in the garbage. His cock, I noticed, hadn’t deflated entirely. He was half-erect again, obviously getting off on my predicament. It bobbed as he walked, and I saw his white, tight ass twitch provocatively as he crossed the room. God, how I wanted to slap the shit out of those creamy globes until they glowed beet red, though the thought didn’t exactly ease the pounding ache in my cunt.

He stopped at the door, and I came out of my hot irritation enough to wonder if he was seriously going to stroll right out of his room stark naked. He paused to turn toward me with a wink. “You want to tattle on me, Andrea? Go ahead. Tell him how bad I was for you.”

Before I could stammer a reply, he flipped the lock and yanked the door open. My jaw fell open and I scrambled to cover my front with my shirt when I saw my stepfather in the doorway.

“Oh, my God,” I muttered under my breath as he strode in, his expression all business. “This isn’t what it looks like.”

“Save it. I heard the whole thing.”

Daddy Hottest

Daddy Hottest
by Jade Bleu
Alternately released as Spring Break Seduction, a best friend's daddy title, so readers may choose their preferred style of enjoyment)
Short Fiction/Erotica/Taboo/Spanking/Anal Sex
(re-release of previous 2011 version)

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Daddy found my sex toys while I was away at college! I was supposed to catch up on studying over Spring Break. Instead, my visit home brings my hottest, dirtiest fantasies to life—courtesy of Daddy Bill.

Excerpt:

Our tongues met with a fury only years of pent-up need could unleash. My hand searched for the edge of his towel and yanked it off, and what sprang out was every bit as thick and impressive as the one he’d fucked me with a hundred times in my fantasies. I curled my fist around the hot shaft as he ran a hand along the back of my dress, disappearing beneath the fabric until he found my bare ass. Then I heard the growl I remembered, the sexy, animal groan that twisted around my spine. It undid me completely.

When he broke off the kiss, his eyes looked as wild as I felt. His fingers skimmed my ass cheeks as his breath came in ragged gasps. “Seems I haven’t been doing my job properly if I’ve got a stepdaughter running around with a wet pussy, no panties, and a box of very dirty toys even I’m not completely familiar with.”

The wet pussy in question tingled like crazy. “Maybe I should familiarize you with them, then.”

“I was thinking more like Daddy needs to give you a spanking.”

He reached behind him and fished around in the box. My mouth fell open at the paddle he extracted from it. “That isn’t mine,” I said.

His smile was both devious and sensual. “I may have added one or two things. I thought it might be a little surprise.”

I could barely speak. “Oh, I’m surprised.”

His expression turned mock stern. “Take off your dress and bend over the bed.”

I froze, gaping at him in shock.

“Now, baby girl.” The crack of the paddle as he brought it down over his palm made me blink and jerk into action.

With fumbling fingers, I pulled the dress I’d barely gotten on back over my head. He sucked in a breath as he took in my naked body with hungry eyes. Then I did as commanded, putting my hands flat on my patchwork quilt with my ass stuck out over the foot of the bed.

“Look at that hot, pretty pussy,” he said. “Fucked by who knows how many guys I don’t even know.”

The swat that hit my ass cheeks stung beautifully. “Jesus,” I said.

“That’s ‘Daddy Bill’ to you. Or ‘Sir’.” The long paddle came down on both cheeks again, and I felt heat flare like July fireworks.

“Yes, Daddy Bill.”

“Good. Do you have any idea the position you put me in, baby girl?”

“I know a few I’d like to put you in.”

Smack came the paddle, hard enough to shake my tits. “What?”

“I’m sorry, Sir.”

School's Hard Bundle

SCHOOL'S HARD Bundle

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(with alternate titles Sasha's First Spanking and Punished by My Secret Fantasy Man):

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Spank erotica/some pseudo incest/discipline/pleasure denial/school erotica/sex with principal/sex tape/virgin's first time

Four erotic short stories about hot, hard eduction featuring characters 18 and older…

The hot new principal at the girl's school is out for strict discipline and sex education! A bundle of delightfully deviant spank erotica for all tastes, including all four School’s Hard titles: Daddy's Schoolgirl Spanking (also published as Sasha's First Spanking), Punished by My Best Friend's Daddy (also published as Punished by My Secret Fantasy Man), Spanked for My Sex Tape!, and Naughty Professors Get Spanked!

Excerpt from Daddy's Schoolgirl Spanking:

My fingers trembled while I slid my panties over my ass, conscious of him behind me while I let the skimpy satin drop to my ankles. Then I stood there, waiting.

“I told you to bend over.”

My knees locked. “I don’t want a spanking.”

He pushed me down firmly. “No bratty shit. Do as you’re told.”

I laid down flat, wriggling into position, glad for the welcome coolness of the desk against my burning face.

“Skirt up,” he commanded.

I complied, embarrassed and yet intrigued while I raised the blue plaid schoolgirl uniform. My heart skipped a beat. He could see my bare ass, something he hadn’t been privy to since I was like six. I found myself wondering what he thought of it.

The swat was hard, harder than I pictured. He spanked me with force, the slap sending me higher up the desk.

Another one came and I cried out. “Ouch!”

Number three exploded my ass into a firestorm of pain. “Daddy, please!”

“Quiet.” A fourth stroke came, and tears welled up.

I cried for real, sniffling and mascara on the desk and everything. “I’m sorry!” I said, my voice shaking.

That stopped the paddle, but he didn’t walk away. He bent over me, a hand on either side of my squashed tits, to whisper in my ear.

“Do you have any idea what I went through when I saw you on that video? “Watching you fuck that boy in a dirty, nasty bathroom.”

There was something in his tone, something dark, distracted. Something not my daddy.

I sniffed louder. “It was bad. I’m sorry.”

That’s when he pressed his body against me, and I could feel his crotch on my burning, throbbing ass. I sucked in a breath. Was I imagining the stiff bulge in his pants?

“I realized what I was seeing was my own fault,” he said, and now he made a point of rubbing himself against my sore bottom. “I’ve spoiled you rotten and didn’t teach you right.”

Fuck, his dick was hard.

Spanked for My Sex Tape!

SPANKED FOR MY SEX TAPE!

School’s Hard Vol 3

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Spank erotica/anal sex/sex with principal/school erotica

An erotic short story (featuring characters 18 and over)...

SPANKED! Belinda thought she got away with her naughty deed—she videotaped her rival, Sasha, getting banged in a bathroom stall and posted it online for all to see. But the new principal—who turns out to be Sasha’s sexy stepdad—has found out everything, and he’s not only going to give Belinda a taste of her own medicine, but give her backside a punishment she’s not ever going to forget.

Excerpt:

If I’d had any doubts that he wanted to ram his cock in me, they were gone when he straightened up and I saw the large bulge in his slacks. I licked my lips.

“Thank you for telling me the truth.” He grabbed the rock-hard stiffy in his pants that I was staring at. “You see how happy that makes me.”

“Yes, sir.” It made me pretty delirious too.

“Stand up.”

I did so readily this time, so fast that it made me dizzy.

He laid the whip on the desk and pulled off his tie. “Open your blouse.”

This was really happening. I was going to fuck the principal.

My fingers trembled while I worked the buttons, trying my best to be seductive about it. My tits popped out, and I offered them proudly.

“Very nice.”

He wound the tie around my head, securing it like a blindfold. I gasped.

“Bend over.”

He pushed me down until my palms were flat on his desk. His hands were up my skirt, and hot, somewhat rough fingers moved around up there until I was wet and aching. He shoved my panties down, and I stepped out of them obediently. He used his knees to spread my legs apart, and I felt my skirt being lifted up to bare my ass. He’d fuck me now, just the way I pictured Johnny fucking me. Except I was bent over this time.

He moved away, and I frowned. What was he doing? I wriggled, uncomfortable all spread and bared like that, not being able to see what he was up to. After what seemed a while, he came back and rubbed the flat of his palm over my ass cheek.

“You’ve been very bad, Belinda,” he said.

“I know.”

“Bad girls need to be punished.”

Daddy's Schoolgirl Spanking

DADDY'S SCHOOLGIRL SPANKING
(Alternately published as Sasha's First Spanking)

School’s Hard Vol 1

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Spank erotica/stepfather/discipline/pleasure denial/school erotica

Sasha may be a spoiled brat, but she’s always been Daddy’s princess. When he becomes the principal of the girl’s high school, however, he finds out just what his stepdaughter’s been up to…and the punishment he has in mind is strict and hands-on.

An erotic short story (featuring characters 18 and older)...

Excerpt:

My fingers trembled while I slid my panties over my ass, conscious of him behind me while I let the skimpy satin drop to my ankles. Then I stood there, waiting.

“I told you to bend over.”

My knees locked. “I don’t want a spanking.”

He pushed me down firmly. “No bratty shit. Do as you’re told.”

I laid down flat, wriggling into position, glad for the welcome coolness of the desk against my burning face.

“Skirt up,” he commanded.

I complied, embarrassed and yet intrigued while I raised the blue plaid schoolgirl uniform. My heart skipped a beat. He could see my bare ass, something he hadn’t been privy to since I was like six. I found myself wondering what he thought of it.

The swat was hard, harder than I pictured. He spanked me with force, the slap sending me higher up the desk.

Another one came and I cried out. “Ouch!”

Number three exploded my ass into a firestorm of pain. “Daddy, please!”

“Quiet.” A fourth stroke came, and tears welled up.

I cried for real, sniffling and mascara on the desk and everything. “I’m sorry!” I said, my voice shaking.

That stopped the paddle, but he didn’t walk away. He bent over me, a hand on either side of my squashed tits, to whisper in my ear.

“Do you have any idea what I went through when I saw you on that video? “Watching you fuck that boy in a dirty, nasty bathroom.”

There was something in his tone, something dark, distracted. Something not my daddy.

I sniffed louder. “It was bad. I’m sorry.”

That’s when he pressed his body against me, and I could feel his crotch on my burning, throbbing ass. I sucked in a breath. Was I imagining the stiff bulge in his pants?

“I realized what I was seeing was my own fault,” he said, and now he made a point of rubbing himself against my sore bottom. “I’ve spoiled you rotten and didn’t teach you right.”

Fuck, his dick was hard.