TABOO TALES(erotica)

I withdrew and slumped down, head ringing from the force and depth of my orgasm, gasping for breath, Nia equally winded, both of our chests heaving with our exertions and the intensity of our mutual orgasm. At last, though, we calmed, hearts slowing to normal, our breathing slowing, and we held each other and touched, caressed and kissed lightly, gently, maintaining connection and contact.

Nia rose up on one elbow to lean down and kiss me once, firmly, on the lips.

“That’s to say ‘Sorry’ once again, Polar Bear. Mum told me how worried you were, and you were right. I’m sorry. I forgot about us, baby, but it won’t happen again, ever, I promise! If this trip takes us nowhere, then I’ll accept that, I’ll know that at least we tried, and we can go back to being us, and our life, and our future. I love you so much, Jamie Morrison!”

That was all I wanted to hear, and I held her close to me, feeling her warmth, her heartbeat, listening to her soft breathing sounds, and enjoying the feel of her softness against me.

“And I love you, Nguye’t Morrison!” I said, kissing her once again.

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We checked into our hotel, the Radisson Hotel Admiral on the harbour front, not far from the famous CN Tower, but we weren’t there to sight-see. The flight was uneventful, more so clearing Customs and Immigration, and we grabbed a cab to get to the hotel. Nia called the Mountie bloke, speaking to him in French, as his English seemed a little hit and miss. We arranged to meet at our hotel in a couple of hours to discuss what we’d found, to match up with what he’d got, and, hopefully, to get our next move.

While she was on the phone, I pulled out a change of clothes, stripping out of my travel clothes as I asked Nia what she wanted to wear.

“Nothing Jamie, you just keep going, I’ll catch up with you in a second!” she grinned.

Young Jamie heard that, and immediately started clamouring for attention, something not lost on Nia!

“Oh Jamie, I knew you were a good boy-scout, you came prepared!” she grinned, unzipping her light summer dress and letting it fall to the ground, revealing not a stitch on underneath.

I gaped, but I had to grin; she’d been sitting next to me on a crowded transatlantic flight practically naked for almost nine hours; she had style, I had to give her that!Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

I dropped my last shred of clothing and moved to lie down, patting the bed beside me, grinning like an idiot as my girl padded toward me, making a show of climbing slowly and languidly up next to me. We were both tired from our flight, and hungry for a real meal, but some appetites have to take priority, and right now I wanted to nibble my sister a little, and hump her a lot, so dinner was tabled until we’d had a little canoodling time!

“So Princess, what do you want to do first?” I grinned, kissing her delectable little nipples as I squeezed and fondled her silky firm bum-cheeks.

Nia grinned back at me, pulling my head down for a soft kiss, and whispered “I want to practice making babies, Jamie; it’s time to start now, before we forget what we mean to each other!”

I pulled back in astonishment, suddenly seeing a new side to her, the adult inside the playful girl she’d always been. She misread my reaction, tears clouding her glorious eyes.

“Don’t you want children, Polar Bear; don’t you want to make babies with me?” she asked plaintively, and I nearly choked with all the answers that tried to rush out of me, so I pulled her tight to me, crushing her against me, letting my actions speak for me while I tried to say something coherent.

“Princess, I want to make babies with you more than anything in the entire world, I’ve thought of nothing else for you and I for the last three years!” I managed to choke out at last, afraid I’d hurt my Princess, seeing her lovely eyes glitter as she smiled, her sexy coral-pink lips curved in an arc of pure happiness. She burrowed down against me, wriggling until she was nearly underneath me, then grinned again, mischief and good-humour restored.

“What are you waiting for, big boy, come play in my lady-garden!” she smiled, fondling me and rubbing my cock back to full stretch. I dipped down to kiss her again, slipping my tongue between her lips to roll and slide it against hers.

Nia lay flat on her back, pulling me over her, her need obvious and apparent, holding me and rubbing my head over her damp pussy as our tongues fenced and darted inside each others’ mouths.

Nia took a firmer hold of me and rubbed me more deliberately against her dewy pussy, gasping at the sensation as I rubbed over her swelling clitoris. As much as I wanted to lap at her for a while, to suck and nibble that little nubbin of flesh that did such good things for her, I was also feeling her need now. I needed no more encouragement to lean in and slowly slide inside her, enjoying the sigh of satisfaction as I slid home.

Nia slid her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around my thighs as I began pumping into her, she responding by thrusting her pelvis back at me in counterpoint, meeting me as my length slid in and out of her, her pussy squeezing my cock rhythmically, delightfully, as I pumped. I was rapidly approaching the point of no return, as was Nia, her breathing was hitching in short, rapid breaths, and that tell-tale flush was spreading down her throat to blush her upper chest and neck.

At last, though, her movements became rapid, ragged and forceful as she jammed herself against me, and she went rigid, her body tense as a wire, her head thrown back, as her pussy tightened around my length and squeezed me remorselessly as her orgasm broke over her.

“Oh God, Jamie, yesss, so good, oh fuck, yesss, yesss, YESS!!” she screamed, release pounding through her, making her shudder and tremble as waves of orgasmic pleasure coursed through her. I couldn’t withstand the torrent of sensations shuddering through me as her pussy squeezed and massaged my cock, and I erupted in jet after jet of sperm, long thrilling spurts deep into her womb.

Eventually, she stopped shuddering and quivering, and she rolled back off me and grinned at me as I slipped out of her. Her eyes were hooded as she slowly rubbed her pussy, lubricating her finger until she could slide it into her tight little anus, in and out, in an increasing tempo. She began to squeeze my still-hard cock, and I hardened even more as I realised what she wanted.

“Jamie…?” she moaned, and I leaned forward, pushing my cock against the tight ring of her anus as she raised her legs up so I could hold her behind the knees, holding her legs high enough to bring her anus into line with my cock. I slowly pushed forward, feeling the tightness engulf me like a squeezing glove, her ring clamping down over me once the head popped through, and then equal pressure along my length as her rectum stretched to accommodate my girth.

The feeling made me want to come again, immediately, and I had to grit my teeth and think unsexy thoughts to back myself off; not easy when a stunner like Nia was staring back at me with that little grin on her face!

Now I began pumping, Nia pushing back against me, holding herself tight to me to give herself leverage to pump back. I could feel everything happening inside her, the ripples and squeezing of her rectum as she built toward another orgasm, the tell-tale flush showing me just how close she was.

Nia suddenly began to gasp and groan as her orgasm burned through her, her anus fluttering and squeezing in sympathy with her vagina as it too contracted and fluttered, rolling her orgasm on and on.

“Oooh God, Jamie, oooh, yess, oooh yesss, Jamie…!” she groaned, clamping down tight on me as her anus contracted. The feeling of her clenching and clamping me was too much, and I came in an explosion of sperm, groaning as I came inside her depths, the sensation at once joyful and extremely satisfying. I came again and again, blasting my spunk into the depths of her bowels, bathing her insides with my seed.

We slumped back, sweaty and satisfied, to relax and bask in the afterglow, muscles twitching and fluttering as adrenaline raced around our bodies and only slowly dissipated.

Nia raised up on one elbow and grinned down at me.

“So, Jamie, are you going to marry me and make babies any time soon?” she asked, her eyes twinkling, and I could only grin back as I gently pulled her against me.

“Princess, you just say the word and we go for it, I’m ready!” I reassured her, hoping my words convinced her. I felt ready for a family, and I wanted one with her, so I hoped she got that from me.

Suddenly her eyes opened wide and she looked at my watch as she jumped up.

“Ready! Oh Christ, Jamie, that Mountie’s going to be here in a few minutes, up, Jamie, up!”

We hustled off the bed and into the bathroom, Nia pushing me into the shower first, telling me I should go first so I could delay him while she showered, so after the world’s quickest shower, just a lick and a promise, really, I waited in the room while Nia did whatever it was that women did in showers for the three hours it takes them to take a shower; I was wondering if she’d decided to re-grout the bathroom while she was in there when she finally made her grand entrance, and this Louis D’Herault bloke still hadn’t made an appearance, so we decided to go see if we could intercept him in the foyer.

When we got to the main desk, I asked if there had been any messages for us, and the clerk pointed us at a paunchy, rumpled-looking man, telling me that my guest had opted to wait for us rather than be sent on up to our room. Nia and I walked over to introduce ourselves, and he jumped up, suddenly all smiles, grinning appreciatively at Nia.

“Your Pardon, M’sieur, for not coming up to your room, they told me you had a beautiful lady with you, so I thought it best not to disturb you!” he asserted, Nia smiling at the compliment, while I thought “Yep, this guy’s definitely French!”

After a few amenities, and some lavish compliments to Nia, which she politely accepted, he got down to the reason for us all being here, and it was a bombshell.

“M’sieur, I have been going through past investigations, witness testimony, and trial transcripts, and I believe I know where the child you are seeking was taken, and who she was adopted by.”

Nia gasped, and I leaned forward, eager to hear more, as he continued.