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  Volume 3

  (5 Book Taboo Fertile Mega Bundle)

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  Freya Kane

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  Unprotected – Volume 3

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  -Freya-

  Pregnant the First Time!

  by

  Freya Kane

  “Come on, baby. Don’t be such a tease. Just touch it.”

  My boyfriend Jack had been begging me for the last half hour to put my hand down his pants. A pretty impressive bulge tented up the front of those khakis, and I really did want to get a look at what was inside, but I kept saying no.

  Between my legs, I was slick and ready. Jack had wheedled me out of my shirt and bra as soon as the door closed on my office, and he’d spent ages squeezing and licking my nipples while my legs stayed clamped shut.

  I don’t know why I kept saying no. I wanted to feel something big and thick between my legs, touching all the spots that my fingers couldn’t reach. I wanted a dick inside me, but some part of me deep down inside knew that the dick I wanted wasn’t Jack’s.

  So I teased. After all, a girl like me can’t be without a boyfriend. I had a reputation to uphold, and Jack was a hottie. Tall and blond with a smile like a toothpaste commercial, Jack would have any girl’s panties dripping after a few minutes – including mine.

  But I wanted the cock that finally split open my cherry to be something different.

  Something bigger.

  Something a billion times more impressive.

  I feel wrong for even thinking it, but in the nights when I’m alone in my bed and I can’t sleep, I’ll put my fingers between my legs to find that wet slit that no man has ever put his fingers inside. I’ll muffle my sighs in my pillow while I pump my fingers in and out of that tight hole and I’ll think about my boss and the thick piece of meat I know he’s carrying inside his pants.

  I started working for Mr. Phillips right out of college, and my appreciation at being hired quickly grew into a crush. You couldn’t really blame me for it. He was tall with a killer smile and muscles that went on forever. I definitely wasn’t the only girl in the office lusting after Mr. Phillips.

  Then one day I walked in on him naked.

  Mr. Phillips had a habit of biking to the office a few times a week. His schedule didn’t give him as much time to workout as he wanted, so it was an easy choice for him. He kept a change of clothes stowed in his office so that he could change out of his casual clothes once he arrived.

  I walked into the office that morning to see a memo on my desk asking for the expense file immediately. I’d been up half the night finishing it, so I rushed into his office without even taking off my coat. The door was unlocked, and when I opened it there was my boss, totally naked. Between his muscular tanned thighs hung the largest cock I’d ever seen. It was half-hard so he’d obviously been enjoying the bike ride, and all I could do was stare at that huge piece of meat dangling between his legs.

  “Sorry!” I exclaimed, flushing hotly and backing out of the office and closing the door. “I didn’t know you were in here!”

  I ran into the employee bathroom and closed the door, leaning back against the wood as the realization that I was soaking wet hit me. Inside my bra, my pale pink nipples were hard peaks. I double-checked the lock on the door and pushed my hand down the front of my pants, finding my slippery pussy. The sight of Mr. Phillips’ cock filled my mind as my fingers skated over my wet flesh. Within minutes, I was shaking and biting back a gasp as I came.

  That was the first time I masturbated to the thought of my boss, but it definitely wasn’t the last.

  The craziest thing was, Mr. Phillips was WAY overprotective of me. I was just another employee, but something about my boss glowering at them made every man I ever dated run the other way from employee functions. When a guy tries to make small talk with your boss and gets greeted by a 6 foot 5 man with muscles that look like they’re going to split his shirt, they tend to run away.

  At least, that’s the excuse I made for them. The truth really was that I was a virgin. I hadn’t really intended to stay a virgin for this long. I went through college dating a few boys casually, but I wasn’t into random hookups so it never progressed beyond a few gropes above the waist. By the time I graduated my virginity had turned into a BIG DEAL with every guy I met.

  Jack was one of the few who didn’t immediately freak out when I said the V word. I’d tried to keep Jack away from my office, making sure that I was always out in the lobby waiting when he met me for lunch and forgetting to mention any employee parties, because, despite the constant begging for sex, I liked him. Jack was everything a normal girl was supposed to want in a boyfriend. I just wasn’t so normal anymore.

  “Why do you have to be such a tease?” Jack grumbled, wincing as he adjusted his cock in his pants.

  “I’m not a tease,” I snapped back, crossing my arms over my bare breasts.

  Jack snorted. “You call me up and tell me to come up to your office because everyone is gone for the long weekend and you’ve always wanted to fool around on your desk. You bring me in here and take off your shirt, and then you won’t even touch me.” Abruptly Jack changed his tone from angry to hurt. “How’s that supposed to make me feel? I really like you, Janine, but I’m starting to wonder if you like me.”

  I felt like an ass. Jack was right, at least partially. I’d been a pretty crappy girlfriend, but I could think of just how to make up for it.

  “I’m sorry, Jack,” I said, uncrossing my arms and showing him my creamy breasts. “I just wasn’t ready to let me touch you here.” I ran my hand over the crotch of my jeans. “But I’m ready to touch you there.” I slowly kissed my way down Jack’s body, trying to ignore how his skin was pale instead of the warm tan I was longing for. Finally, I had reached the bulge stretching the front of his pants. Slowly, I tugged the zipper down until his cock popped free.

  It was. . . nice. It wasn’t huge, not compared to Mr. Phillips’, but to my limited experience, it still seemed pretty intimidating.

  Tentatively, I ducked my head and licked the tip. Jack groaned loudly and bucked his hips upwards. Encouraged, I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around the head. My mouth felt stretched, even around Jack’s cock, so I couldn’t imagine what it would feel like to have Mr. Phillips’ massive rod inside my mouth. My pussy clenched at the thought of Mr. Phillips fucking my mouth with that huge dick, and I sucked harder on Jack in response.

  The taste of salt from Jack’s precome coated my tongue, and I lowered my head even more, trying to take more of his length into my throat. I coughed as the head brushed the back of my throat, but I pushed through. I was going to finish this and make Jack come no matter what.

  The thought of having him come in my mouth made a forbidden thrill pour over me. Without even realizing it, my hand had dipped between my legs, and I was massaging my pussy through my jeans.

  I forgot all about Jack. My eyes slipped shut and nothing existed beyond the cock in my mouth and my hand between my legs. Inside my mind, it was Mr. Phillips’ thick cock I was sucking, and I wanted so badly to make Mr. Phillips come.

  My juices had soaked my panties and I was starting to feel the moisture through my jeans. The thick fabric of my pants pressed against my clit with every stroke of my fingers, and I was close. The salty taste in my mouth grew a bit stronger, and I knew Jack would be filling my mouth with his
come soon.

  Between my legs, my hand moved faster. An instant later, my orgasm hit me and I yelped, shuddering and shaking as my body quivered with release. I moaned loudly, the noise muffled by the dick in my mouth and suddenly my mouth was filled with Jack’s sticky release. I kept sucking through the aftershocks, swallowing his come as quickly as I could, but some of it still managed to dribble down my lips.

  “What the fuck is going on here?”

  My head snapped up, Jack’s softening dick slipping out of them as I stared at Mr. Phillips’ furious figure in the doorway. My lips were swollen from the blowjob and a few stray globs of semen clung to my chin and chest. My breasts were bare and my nipples were hard as bullets. Between my legs was a clearly visible damp spot where my pussy had soaked through my jeans.

  I barely noticed as Jack threw his clothes back on and ran from the room and the terrifying figure of my boss. All I could do was stare at Mr. Phillips, and my legs opened a bit wider, making sure he had a good view of just what was between them. My eyes flickered downward, and I saw that the front of his pants was tented out. He was hard.

  I made him hard.

  “Are you fucking that boy in my office?” Mr. Phillips growled.

  I shook my head. “I’m sorry sir. Today was the first time I did anything like that. I don’t know what I was thinking.” There was no way I could get out of this without being fired.

  Mr. Phillips took a step closer. “You liked doing that here, didn’t you?” he accused. I couldn’t take my eyes off the front of his pants and that bulge that seemed to grow bigger every minute. “You soaked right through your jeans, just because you had a dick in your mouth.” I looked up at Mr. Phillips face and saw the lust burning there. “You wanted me to see how wet that made you, didn’t you?” I nodded. “Is there anything else you want me to see?”

  In answer, I reached for the zipper on my jeans and slowly tugged it down, revealing the white satin of my panties. I lifted my hips up and pulled them off, kicking them away. I’d worn the skimpiest thong I owned today. The crotch was basically just a string, and when I spread my legs this time, Mr. Phillips could see the white line of the G-string pressed between the pink lips of my pussy.

  “Very pretty,” my boss purred. “No girl buys panties like that unless she wants to show them to someone.”

  “I was going to show them to Jack," I confessed. "I wanted him to see me in them, but I didn't want him to touch me there," I spoke slowly, almost to myself, as I tried to figure out just what I had wanted from Jack. “I like knowing I made Jack hard. Before today, all I’d every do is let him touch my breasts. Sometimes I’d let him look at me and jerk off, but I’d never let him touch me between my legs. I liked being able to control him with his dick.”

  He chuckled. “You might be able to tease those boys you bring around here, but that won’t fly with me, Janine. You don’t show me something like that without letting me taste it.” I shivered at the thought of Mr. Phillips’ head buried between my creamy thighs. “But first, since you like sucking cock so much, I think I’d like to try that mouth out. I need to fuck that boy’s taste out of your mouth.”

  I got up off the desk and dropped to my knees in front of Mr. Phillips, watching eagerly as he slowly lowered his zipper. I found myself staring down a massive snake. Jack's cock had seemed big when it was so close to my face. Well, Mr. Phillips’ was absolutely monstrous. It had to be ten inches long, and it was so thick I didn’t know if I’d ever manage to fit my lips around it.

  I hesitated. “What’s a matter?” he asked. “Scared to see a real man’s cock?” Never one to back down from a challenge, I lowered my head and licked the length of one of the ropy veins. Mr. Phillips hissed in pleasure. Encouraged, I opened my mouth as wide as I could and wrapped it around the head of his dick.

  My lips were stretched almost uncomfortably wide, and I used my tongue to circle the head while I got used to his girth. I dipped my tongue in the slit and Mr. Phillips’ hands tangled in my blonde hair, forcing my head down.

  Inch by inch, Mr. Phillips’ thick meat entered my throat. His scent filled my nose, musky and male. My lips were stretched impossibly wide and tears sprang into my eyes as I choked. “You can do it, Janine,” he said, rubbing my hair gently as he coaxed me to take in more and more of his length. “You can swallow it all down.”

  I don’t know how I did it, but I felt Mr. Phillips’ balls brush my chin, and I knew I had really taken his whole cock into my mouth. Trying to keep my throat relaxed, I pulled back until only the tip was still in my mouth. I closed my lips and sucked HARD. Mr. Phillips jolted at the sudden suction, and before he could react, I had dropped my head down again, taking his length back into my throat.

  “You’re a quick study,” he said, his voice sounding strangled. I hummed around his cock and the vibrations had my boss yanking roughly on my hair and spurting into my mouth. I pulled back as the huge load spilled across my tongue. Once again, I tried to swallow it all, but Mr. Phillips’ come was too much for me. It dripped down my chin to leave white streaks and spots across my breasts.

  When his cock was finally empty, I gave in one last suck before sitting back on my heels. I looked up, my face smeared with come and my lips bright red from use. Mr. Phillips seemed impossibly tall from my spot on the floor. As he stared down at me, I could only think about one thing – the desperate ache between my legs.

  I had been turned on before but sucking his cock had awoken something in me even stronger than my usual horniness. The skimpy G-string did nothing to contain my juices, so I was wet to my thighs. I wondered if Mr. Phillips could smell me.

  “You did so well, beautiful,” Mr. Phillips said, tucking his cock back into his pants. “I know it wasn’t easy for you to take all of my dick, so I think you deserve a reward.” He helped me to my feet and then gently pushed me back onto the desk. I laid down on my back and my legs fell open.

  This time it was Mr. Phillips’ turn to drop down to his knees.

  “So wet,” he said, tracing his finger down the center of my panties. Instead of taking them off, he yanked on the thin strip of fabric, snapping it and leaving the scraps of my panties still dangling around my waist.

  At the first touch of his tongue to my pussy, I almost jumped off the bed. The tip of his tongue traced the seam of my pussy before dipping inside, feeling like a thick snake inside me.

  “Mr. Phillips!” I shrieked. I could hardly stand the pleasure and he had only just begun to touch me. One of his hands left my thigh, and I felt the blunt pressure of his finger pressing against my opening. An instant later, his finger was inside me, stretching my virginal walls and feeling far bigger than anything else I’d ever had inside me.

  “You’re so tight,” he whispered, in between licks. “Don’t know how I’m going to fit my dick in there.” My pussy clenched around Mr. Phillips’ finger and he chuckled. “You like that, huh? You want me to shove my cock inside your tight little pussy?”

  “Yes!” I moaned. My boss’ tongue was working insistently at my clit, and I could feel my orgasm getting closer and closer, ready to pour over me like a tidal wave. “I want you to fuck my virgin pussy with your big thick cock!”

  I stared down at Mr. Phillips’ head between my pale thighs, moving slowly as he ate my pussy. It was no wonder that Jack hadn’t been able to give me what I wanted when all I wanted was my boss.

  Mr. Phillips liked the dirty talk. That delicious finger moved faster, pumping in and out of my pussy, getting me ready to take his dick. His tongue pressed unrelentingly against my clit, and I felt my entire body tense up. I hung on the edge for a long moment, desperate to come but not wanting the pleasure to end. Finally, it crashed over me.

  I screamed, “MR. PHILLIPS!” as I came. Every muscle in my body shook and quivered as wave after wave of pleasure poured over me. His finger and tongue never paused, even as I thrashed under him. Just when I began to think that it had ended, another wave would hit me. The pleasure went on and on
until I could barely breathe.

  Mr. Phillips lifted up his head, his lips shiny with my essence. “Did you like that?”

  I could only nod dumbly, my voice having given out sometime during that endless orgasm.

  “Good,” he answered, standing up. I sat up and shakily reached for the zipper on his pants, but Mr. Phillips shook his head. “Not yet, Janine. You’re going to be sore tomorrow just from my fingers.” His hand cupped the crotch of his pants and the impressive cock hiding inside them. “We’re going to need to stretch you out a bit more before you can take this snake.”

  ***

  I spent the next day walking around in a daze. I wasn’t surprised that I didn’t hear from Jack. He was probably thinking that I got fired and not wanting to deal with the fallout. I couldn’t really bring myself to care all that much. Mr. Phillips wanted me, and he was going to have me very soon.