All Chapters of Taboo Pleasures: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Anna spun and pulled me after her, down the passage and into my room. "Open the door. I want to hear the ocean," she whispered."It will be cold.""I have someone to keep me warm." She pulled back the blankets on my bed and sat down; I could see dim reflection of the outside light glint on her eyes as I pushed the door open and wedged it with an old chair. She reached out, took my hand as I approached her, and lay back, pulling me down next to her."Cover us up," she breathed. She settled herself against my chest, and breathed out happily as I pulled the blankets up over us."God, you feel amazing."She sighed. "Thanks. So do you, to be fair. You're so nice and warm.""You're so nice and firm. I love the feeling of your breasts against me; of your stomach muscles against me. God, Anna... your body is to die for.""Mm. As the man who's just been in me, you're obligated to say that," she chuckled."It still feels dreamlike."She reached out, and stroked the tip of her finger along my sh

Two siblings reunite in rural North Carolina, their effortless banter and physical closeness sparking an undeniable, unspoken heat. As the quiet country night sets in, years of pent-up attraction begin to simmer just beneath the surface of their tight-knit bond. Bound by a shared passion for adventure, they stand on the edge of a cross-country journey that promises to shatter every boundary between them.Enjoy..*****PROLOGUEDad had a joke he used to say when we were younger. My sister, Dani, and I didn't really find it funny, but it made Mom laugh."Judy is my wife, but Daisy is my mistress."Back then I didn't quite understand the joke but my sister Danielle and I would still chuckle as if we did. Mom rolled her eyes and did the things that moms do, mostly humoring their husbands. But all things considered, you could tell he did harbor a serious attraction for Daisy, and none of us could blame him. Even Mom would occasionally stare at her curves as she passed. It's true, she was a

"And you enjoy it?" I asked."I actually do." She met my eyes and smiled.I raised my glass. "Well, here's to finding joy."She clinked her glass to my own. "To new adventures."We drank.It's the simplest things that can be the most rewarding. Like finding joy from throwing a perfect pass in football, hearing the same joke over and over but for some reason it still brings you to tears, or when you have seen something your entire life and never realized how beautiful it truly was.She didn't know it, but I could not take my eyes off her at that moment. Her own gaze drifted off into the distance, introducing whatever warm thought that could cause a smile. Time felt like a whisper, gently floating by. A slight breeze drifted in from the open window causing a strand of brown hair to fall from behind her ear. Without a thought, she causally brushed it back. She was at peace, blue eyes sparkling, lips turned in a subtle grin, the tiny hairs on her slender neck suddenly rippled with goosebu

All I could hear was a sing-song reply of "Love you Big Bro!" from her direction as I retreated, knowing she was still holding that pose with her perfect ass in the air.It took us the better part of a week to make that truck sing. Each day we'd get up at dawn and have an amazing breakfast, followed immediately by Danielle getting in her morning workout. I myself would go for a walk around the property with Winston trotting at my side as I marveled at the beauty of the country slowly waking.By mid-morning, we'd get to work on the truck. Hours and hours of grease, sweat, and dirt would pass while Dani and myself labored inside and under Daisy; lubing, tightening, turning, cranking, and a whole lot of swearing (mainly from me). At times we'd have to make a trip into town for various parts, then again when we found it was the wrong one. The days were long, but man, this was a work I truly loved.Each night when the light began to fade, we'd retreat to the house to clean ourselves up. Ba

"Man you really just dove in there, didn't you," I said now laughing myself, then glancing at the picture for a second time. "Wait, is that you?!"She nodded. "Visual aids lead to clicks, and clicks lead to big bucks. I try to include something eye-catching. And fruit can be surprisingly vagina-like." She giggled some more as I rolled my eyes.She continued as she turned the screen back to herself. "It's not what I expected but I'm really enjoying it. It's what got me into yoga, met a lot of people, and get to open up a part of myself that I never really explore."Millions of thoughts were streaming through my mind at once. It was only when I felt the thumps of the lane dividers that I snapped out of it.I nodded, maybe more for myself. "... If I'm being honest, this was not what I was expecting, but then again, I don't know what I thought you would write about otherwise." I kept nodding. I don't know why. "So that's pretty cool. You write about sex-""Sexual health," she corrected."