All Chapters of Forbidden Taboos : Steamy dark stories : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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Physics of Desire (3)

It was still ten minutes before she was supposed to be there, but my mind began to race. She had found out somehow why I had reached out. She had gotten a better offer. She remembered me better and decided she never liked me to begin with. She had found out somehow why I had reached out. If I was panicking at ten minutes to seven, then I was jumping at shadows at three minutes past. This was such a bad idea. I was such a gullible perv... Then I looked up and saw her sliding through the entrance to the bar. She had already seen me, and smiled... stunningly so, once she saw me see her. Really, it was a lovely smile, open and genuine. I realized that it was the same smile I had known back in secondary school. Why had I not been smitten by it then? I realized that a few years of maturity on the face making that smile... along with a new absence of spots thereon, created this new allure. That, and I now knew what an absolutely smoking body she had naked. "Lucas," she said with a smi

Physics of Desire (4)

"What, pray tell, is an optional contract?" I asked curiously. "Aren't contracts kind of mandatory?" "It meant that if I agreed to do the shoot, I would only be required to do covered nudity. You know, no nipples and especially no hoo ha showing, just lingerie and handbras," Lotte said, in the same tone of voice I might use to describe applying to grad school. "The 'option' was, if I were to decide during the shoot to go for more exposure, I'd get paid more. My agent was quite explicit that the photographer absolutely intended to talk me into nudity if he possibly could. That is the point of these shoots, after all. But I'd be paid, either way." "Wow." "Yeah, I still wasn't thrilled. But by this time, I had gotten over the parents worry thing. They already decided that I'm the Whore of Babylon just for wearing some tight shorts and a shirt with cleavage at a festival," she shrugged. That was not something she said easily, I noticed. "I'm sorry about that. That why you don't go home

Tasting my son's cock

Angela woke with the sun shining in the windows. She knew it was late morning. She had to think... what day was it again? Oh... yeah... Sunday. She had errands to run today. She turned and saw that she'd fallen asleep in the living room, her clothes off, strewn on the floor as if casually... or urgently... taken off and tossed aside. Then she remembered last night. She remembered the iExperience recording she watched... and felt... and masturbated to. God... her son and daughter-in-law had a much wilder time at her wedding than she ever thought possible. They'd snuck away and had sex in the men's bathroom at their wedding reception! And she could still feel... could still taste her son's cum. She felt so... guilty... but so aroused again. How in the world was she ever going to forget that? What kind of perverted mom knows what her son's cum tastes like? She sat up and glanced at the end-table next to the couch. The iExperience headset was still sitting there... with several cubes s

Tasting my Son's Cock (2)

Emily reached behind herself and unfastened her satin demi-bra, tossing it aside as if it no longer mattered. She lowered her head and spit into her cleavage, then moved towards him, setting his cock between her tits. She grabbed each one and squeezed them together, squeezing his shaft between them. "Yeah... take what you want," she panted as he started moving his cock in and out of her cleavage. "Take anything you want." "Oh fuck," he panted. "Shit. You like that shit there?" "Whatever you like, baby," she said, looking up at him. "It looks so fucking good right between my titties." "Spit on it," he said, and she quickly looked down and did just that. "Yeah, there you go." He moved his hips faster, his cock sliding up and back more rapidly now. God! Angela had never felt anything so erotic before! "You like my tits, don't you?" Emily asked. "Yeah... you know I do," he panted. "I love fucking your big tits." Emily looked down again, and opened her mouth, letting the head

Tasting my Son's Cock (3)

"Oh! Oh fuck!" Jacob panted, obviously getting close. "Take my cock, baby. There you go." "Yes, yes!" Emily panted, taking a fistful of the bedspread and biting it to keep from screaming. "You cumming again?" he asked. She nodded rapidly, her body feeling so overwhelmed. "Yeah... you know why?" "Cause you're my fucking bitch wife and I want you to," he said, slapping her ass again. He grabbed a fistful of her hair, forcing her head back, forcing her back to arch. "That's right... that's right," she panted. "I'm your bitch. Oh... fuck... that cock of yours is so good. You're so good to meeeeeeee." She wailed, cumming again, her pussy clenching on his cock as he pulled out of her. Jacob fell down on the bed beside her, on his back. She looked down his body and saw his wet and shiny cock thrust into the air. "Lay down... lay down," she said as she mustered up one last bit of energy and got up onto her hands and knees, turning to move down to his groin. "You've been so good t

Tasting my Son's Cock (4)

Emily/Angela walked into his arms and kissed him, a deep, passionate kiss. Angela could feel Emily's naughty desire for her husband making Angela have an intensely naughty desire for her son. "So?" she asked between kisses. "What's on your mind tonight? You wanna... let's explore a fantasy." "A fantasy," he smiled. "Ok. Let me... um... think." "Do you want to hear one of mine?" Emily quickly responded. Angela could tell that this was something she really wanted to explore with Jacob. "Yeah," he smiled, knowing that his wife had a very active imagination. "I did something very naughty last week, Jake," she said. "Naughty?" he asked. "What?" "It might shock you." He smiled even more. This was definitely intriguing him. "Ok. So tell me." "Well... last week, I masturbated with a vibrator and made myself cum," she admitted. "Really?" he asked, looking only a little surprised. "Where'd you get the vibrator?" "From Crystal... she sells them." Angela remembered Emily's ol

Ice and Fire (Lesbian)

Our fingers are interlocked and it keeps squeezing mine tight and hard. My fingers turn white under the pressure. I squeeze back and the hand gets the message. The grip loosens and the breath it held escapes from the lips done up in pale blue lipstick. "I always get so nervous, Kira," says Elara, "I shouldn't be." "You always get nervous and you always say you shouldn't get nervous, Ellie," I say, voice soft, "You're doing fine. It's okay to be nervous. I'm nervous too. Just breathe with me. Ok?" She nods and she closes her eyes, going back to the breath. I slow down first. She follows. It's hard, but she gets there. The crowd above us in the arena chanting, cheering, screaming for blood and tits and beer doesn't help. They tend to get everything excited just like them. I hear the collective disappointment at something in the ring and I don't know who. I did not read the card. I know me and her are right near the top, but not quite there. Elara moves and shifts and presses closer t

Ice and Fire (Lesbian 2)

The crowd cheers for her as she walks. A nice high pop full of claps and whistles, she's earned it. She's happy, even the wall of ice won't let her show any of it. I get to my feet and start pacing. I've given more than I have to her and I need to take some of that back. It starts with a simple pace, give my brain something to do other than fantasize about how she looks naked and flushed and perched on top of me. I work the muscle fibers and they start to unwind. The movement turns to heat. Pacing back and forth, back and forth, turning the smooth concrete floor into a pitted run. I keep pacing because if I stop I'm going to explode. I need movement and motion and maybe a couple naked women draped over me so I can tackle and roll and maybe something sweet to snack on. I need so much and I could have it all with just a bit of force. Lauren's buttons are nice and snappable, her chest running up and down with her breaths. She barks something into her mic and something changes. The mics ch

Ice and Fire (Lesbian 3)

A penguin shows up in that charming striped shirt and metallic whistle. A hand tells us to go to our corners because that is the ritual. The ref might have heard that little remark. I don't care. I want the world to bend to my will. Elara wants to encase it all in ice so everything will stay the same. We clash and fight and something will happen. I nestle into the corner, roll my spine along the pads and get rid of the knots already starting to form. It also makes me do a fun little dance that might be mocking. I hope it is. The bell rings and we start circling. The crowd slips under the lid again as they wait for the tension to bubble over. I smile at her. I do a thing with my eyes and that does break her down a bit. It's just a step before we go back to sizing one another up and circle. I'm relaxed and loose. She's tight and contained. She's circling me and I'm circling her because if any of us actually break through the line we'll end up making out just like I wanted. But she do

Ice and Fire (Lesbian 4)

I'm filled with her body, so close and so hot. I can't help it. I turn and shift and there is her stomach, a vast plain of smooth muscle and shallow valleys. I raise my chin and I am in her arms, cradled and safe as they pretend to choke me out. I rise and turn and I am burning in her thighs, nose pressed to her pelvis as I slam her to earth again. I love it. I love being so close to her, having everything fall away until it's just the other body bending and twisting against mine. She's panting and flushed, coated in sweat and overworked. All the world watches. They wish they could be me. They wish they could be her. But I'm the one growing insane with need the more she touches me. "Oh my God, you're wet from this," Frostveil whispers to me, "You're terrible." "And you're not?" I pant. I shove her off and make space for us both. Her hair is disheveled, hiding her eyes and they are roaring with ice blue flame at me. I deserve to be ground into a sparkling diamond under her heel.

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