Little Brats: Ursula: Taboo Forbidden Erotica Read Online Free PDF Page A

bad-boy biker dude her mother had gotten mixed up with when she was young.  Jane had been so high most of her early pregnancy, she didn’t even realize she was pregnant, until it was too late.  If it wasn’t for Ursula’s grandfather taking charge, putting his daughter into rehab and getting her clean, God only knew what Ursula would have been born addicted to. 
     
    But Jane had the baby—and had kept it, in spite of her better judgment.  Ursula had grown up in her grandparents’ home most of her life, parented by nannies and various servants.  Jane was usually off doing something.  Sailing, playing tennis, attending charity events, meeting men and bringing them home to fuck them in her childhood room while Ursula listened from down the hall. 
     
    Just like she was listening to her mother and her new stepfather. 
     
    Mitch…
     
    “Please, Janie.”  Mitch’s voice was soft.  “I just want to have everything with you…”
     
    “Oh for fuck’s sake, we already have everything.”  Jane huffed, her hips still moving on top of him, round and round.  “I’m too old for babies.  Besides, you get your baby-fix whenever you go take pictures at births with Ursula.” 
     
    The sound of her name startled her.  She knew she should turn around and walk away, but she didn’t. 
     
    “Now shush.”  Jane actually put her hand over Mitch’s mouth as she began to fuck him again, grinding her pelvis into his.  “Mmmm yeah… oh fuck, such a nice, big cock.  Ohhhh Mitch, baby, mmmm I’m gonna come!”
     
    Ursula shrank back, was going to leave, head down to the kitchen to get her warm milk.  Jane was already climbing off her husband, though, leaving the cock she’d been raving about standing straight up, glistening in the light.  It had been a damned long time since Ursula had seen a flesh and blood cock, and she’d never seen one that big in her life. 
     
    “Goddamnit.”  Mitch sighed.  “You’re kidding me.  You’re going to leave me like this?”
     
    “Like what?” Jane headed toward the bathroom, not looking back. 
     
    “You’re not being fair,” he grumbled, “not even considering me.
     
    Her mother stuck her head back out of the bathroom, “I’m not considering you? I’m not the one demanding you do something that’s going to take over your body for nine months and then consume your entire life for the next eighteen years—or longer, if Ursula is any indication.” 
     
    “Oh come on,” Mitch said.  His hand was on his cock, moving slowly up and down, keeping it hard.  Ursula couldn’t take her eyes off it and she blushed when her stepfather started talking about her with his erection still in his fist.  “Ursula’s a sweetheart.  She’s smart, she’s funny, she has goals, she knows just what she wants to do with her life.  That’s one of the reasons I want to have a baby with you, Jane.  If we can make more like Ursula…”
     
    “Oh please.”  Jane rolled her eyes.  “You can stop right there.  I’m so sick of this baby argument.  Mitch—you can literally go fuck yourself.” 
     
    Ursula didn’t hear what he grumbled, but he did just what his wife told him to.  She heard the shower go on, wondering how much time she had.  She knew she should go back to her room, should have never stopped in the first place, but the sight of his cock jutting out of his fist made her mouth water. 
     
    This is so wrong.
     
    His cock actually glistened in the moonlight and Ursula licked her lips, feeling her pussy throbbing as she traced the ridges, the shadows of the bulging veins, the perfect cut of the head, with her gaze.  His hand shuttled up and down his length, breath coming faster, his moans restrained, probably so Ursula’s mother couldn’t hear him, even though she had to be expecting him to jerk himself off.  She’d said as much.
     
    “Ohhh yeah, that’s a girl,” Mitch whispered.  “Sit right down on my dick.” 
     
    Ursula bit