Little Brats Raina: Taboo Forbidden Erotica Read Free Page B

groping and rubbing—and then did the same for herself, spanking her smooth, swollen pink pussy lightly several times and emitting accompanying gasps, before the actual cleaning.
    “And you,” Raina’s mother waved her hand dismissively at her admittedly gorgeous cum-covered husband still regaining his breath against a lab table. “Clean yourself and that machine up. Pet and I will be in my room tonight giving our pussies what they deserve.”
    Raina’s anger at her mother flared again, followed by an implosion of heartbreak as she saw the pain in her stepfather’s eyes.
    “Come, sweetheart.” Raina’s mother helped the redhead step back into her panties, snapping the waistband and patting her pale, heart-shaped ass. The redhead squealed playfully, feigning pain, and gave a dramatically sad pout, which drew a sigh of appreciation from Raina’s mother as she turned to lead her teasing, wanton lover toward the door.
    Where Raina was hiding.
    It dawned on Raina that she needed to be gone fast. She stood on wobbly knees, tugging her own wet panties back into place over her still-fluttering pussy, and tiptoed quickly, quietly to her room, re-buttoning her jeans as she went. She blushed as she hit the stairs heading up to her room, clasping her hand over her mouth at what had just happened, what she’d just seen, what she’d just done—but mostly shocked at the realization of how much she had liked it.
    I just watched my daddy make his cock come for me—all for me.
    * * * *
    Raina woke up in her bed without her panties. She slid her hand down between her soft thighs and over her mound. Her sex was sensitive and gently buzzing from a night of sleep interrupted by pussy-pleasing sessions. How many pussy-pleasing sessions, she didn’t know, but she could feel the stiffness of the fur at the top of her cleft from her wetness. A sleepy smile curled on her face and she wiggled her thighs together sending warm, tingling pulses from her pussy all through her body as she sifted through the pages of the night’s fantasies.
    Then the fantasies transformed into images of her stepfather’s cock shooting his cum across his stomach and she bit her lip as the reality of last night came over her.
    After showering and dressing in the soft-knit casual comfort she loved at home—soft skirt and sweater as opposed to the smart, pressed skirt and blouse expected in academia and her workplace—Raina found herself at the hallway leading to Daddy’s Workshop.
    She wasn’t surprised her feet had carried her there. She was biting her lip again, she realized, and the bottom edge of her lower lip was tender from so much recent uncertainty biting. The door was open again. How unusual.  But there were no lights and no sounds. She was compelled to investigate.
    That’s interesting—I didn’t notice those last night.
    Maybe because she was so distracted.
    It was a series of what were obviously cybernetic penises and scrotums. Maybe cock and balls was a more appropriate name, Raina thought, considering this context was more... intimate... than scientific. It was all anatomy, though. They were set in a row, obviously in order of generation, the ones that were designed and built first to the ones that were designed and built later.
    The first ones were cock-and-ball-shaped but had no detail. The later ones were more anatomical. But the last one was downright personal. As a matter of fact, as Raina realized she was fondling and slipping her fingers lightly up and down its shaft, she recognized this cock and balls. She’d seen it—recently—and just as smooth.
    This was her stepfather’s cock and balls, and not from a voyeur’s perch behind a door across the room. This was up close and personal, in the flesh, so to speak. She instinctively pulled her fingers away.
    This is my daddy’s big cock and balls and I want to touch them.
    She was in awe at the realism of the work. As she slid her fingers slowly up and down the shaft, she felt