All Chapters of HOUSE OF TABOOS(erotica shorts): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The first thing I should have noticed when I “woke up” was all of the cum sticking to my skin and hair. And I should have noticed I was naked when I knew for sure I’d been wearing a t-shirt and panties. The first thing I actually noticed was how tired I still was. I mean, I’m used to feeling tired all of the time — adulting, am I right? — but this was a tired beyond anything I’d ever felt. It felt like I’d just had the most intense workout of my life. Which, of course, was absolutely correct. But, despite my conversation with Faith, my mind wasn’t ready to accept the truth. I lay there for just a moment, wondering how in the world I was going to make it through a full workday, feeling as tired as I did. And then I noticed the cum. And I blamed Oscar. It was ridiculous, of course. There was so much cum, and it was everywhere — in my hair, covering most of my skin, leaking out of my pussy and ass — so there was no way Oscar could be responsible. Half the time when he comes, there’s no

Freshly showered and wearing a tank top and jean shorts, Willow walked back into the Town Centre Mall near the community room. As she approached it, she saw that it now had a security guard standing watch beside the door, and he was one Willow was... intimately familiar with. “Hey, Jeff,” she said. “Well, hello there, Willow,” he replied, eyeing her up and down like he always did. “Time for more fun in the fabled Town Centre Mall community room?” Her face went red as she recalled Jeff fucking her from behind through one of the holes in the gift box at Christmas. “I don’t know,” she said. “I’m not even sure what this is about.” “You weren’t sure last time at first either, right?” he said, laughing. “I suppose you’re right about that,” she said. “Well, don’t let me stop you,” he said. “Unfortunately, though, I won’t see you inside. It’s a more exclusive event this time around.” “That’s too bad,” Willow said, not really meaning it. Jeff was nice enough, but she’d have preferred h

“I normally prefer actual rope,” Tripp said as he tightened a strap around Willow’s right wrist, “but we’ll get to that in a bit. In the meantime, this will do nicely.” “I think it’s important to establish clear consent here,” Atticus said as Tripp finished securing Willow to the X-cross. “Especially since Willow is new to this.” “Thanks, ‘Daddy,’” Willow said, exaggerating the honorific and enjoying seeing Atticus shiver again. “I’m serious,” Atticus said. “Do you consent to any and all of us doing whatever comes to mind? Keeping in mind that Malachi is not--no matter how much he might try to charm you--allowed to actually fuck you.” Willow looked at Malachi, who smirked at her. Damn him, that smirk made her want to see what the fuss surrounding him was all about. “Yes,” Willow said. “I consent to all of that. I assume I’ll be able to veto something that I find uncomfortable?” “That’s what safe words are for,” Cash said. “Are you good with the traffic light system? Red means st

“My turn,” said Hart, approaching Willow, who was still breathing heavily. He stared at her for a moment with fierce brown eyes below his unruly mane of blond hair before dropping to his knees. He leaned forward so that his nose was so close to her needy cunt she could feel him there. And then he breathed in deeply, audibly sniffing her. She squirmed uncomfortably; she was so aroused by the events of the evening in general, and Cash’s wonderful cruelty in particular, that she could smell herself. She could only imagine what Hart must be breathing in down there. After a moment, his face still between her legs, he reached out with each hand and unfastened the straps holding her ankles to the X-cross. He stood and did the same with the ones holding her wrists, giving her a moment to get her feet on the floor. He looked her in the eyes and said, “Now that I have your scent, it’s time for you to get just a taste of primal play.” Willow looked at him, confused. “What?” Hart smiled and

I was in my room at the time. A pair of Rachel’s panties clenched in my fingers as I sat down with some very naughty thoughts on the mind, I’ll tell you! In a minute, the computer would be fired up and there would be a couple of sexy girls getting fucked on-screen. A good porno stimulation to get the juices flowing as I anticipated the extreme pleasure I’d get from this session. Those dainty little cotton things in my hand...Although, I’d like to think my newfound excitement was justified. You see, I had somehow managed to refrain for nearly a day! A miracle in itself, I know...The pipes were backed up, to put it mildly. I was aching to burst, to release the tension in my balls. When the body gets used to a certain output, any stifling of the regular routine can lead to some nasty fits of blue balls and various pains down there. But oh baby, those would be taken care of momentarily. I knew this would be a memorable occasion. Any time those panties were nearby, it just had to be!And