Amateur Taboo Novels & Stories

Silence loomed on the other end of the phone before Fennel said in a vexed and serious tone, “The Lovelace is a family that you absolutely cannot touch or associate with. “This family has been engaged in various experiments that surpass the limits of morality and the human body. Back then, it was because the Lovelace family secretly conducted human experiments and violated a certain taboo existence and ordinance that led to the chaos that wrecked their entire family.

In Avalon Kingdom hearsays are usually taboo especially to nobles as they believe its degrading, uncultured and asymmetrical behavior, lalo na if both parties aren't close or doesn't have deep bond and talk about it in front of the public. Sa ibang salita taboo ang chismis dito pero its not that problematic dahil hearsay lang nga and if file a case you need evidence but of course nobles would do that, they would just let it slide dahil if they do, ang family reputation parin nila ang masisira.

I knew intimate details about performers I’d never meet— their petty online feuds, their breakups, their new surgeries. I followed them on every platform, poured money into subscriptions I couldn’t afford, all while my real life narrowed down to empty apartments and riskier jobs just to stay afloat. I felt numb disgusting and completely out of control. I’m a p**n addict. I have a real problem. My hands moved before I could talk myself out of it. I opened a new tab and started scrubbing everything—history, cookies, bookmarks. The list of recent searches made my stomach turn. All p**n. I deleted it all, breathing hard, telling myself this time was different. This time I was serious.

I was just scrolling through I*******m when I caught a old gym shot of Leo —shirtless, sweat glistening on those rock-hard abs. My thumb hovered around his abs. Then my mind drifted to a few weeks ago, his bathroom tap had gone haywire. He had barged into my bathroom without permission, and I saw him completely naked as he took his shower. I’d seen everything—his thick dick hanging heavy, the lines of muscle disappearing lower. I’d slammed the door and acted disgusted, but the image had burned into my brain. It haunted me in the shower, late at night when my hand slipped under the covers without thinking, imagining his dick in my tight pussy.

I’d seen him at mass with his robes sucking onto his broad shoulders, and I hated how my gaze lingered. “It’s… desires, Father. Bad ones.” I paused, cheeks burning. “Homosexual desires. I can’t stop thinking about men. Touching them. Being touched. It’s constant, and I pray, but it doesn’t go away. I feel …disgusting.” A weird wave of silence stretched for a beat. Then that voice again, smoother this time, almost warm. “Many struggle with temptation, Noah. The flesh is weak, but the spirit can be stronger. Tell me more; let it out.”

Eva The lake always smelled like wet pine and old secrets after sunset. Caleb says I romanticize everything, but that’s because he doesn’t notice the way people breathe when they think no one is watching. He invited his three best friends for “a guys’ lake weekend,” and somehow it turned into a couples-not-couples long weekend because I happened to be off work and “you should come, babe, you’ll finally get to know them properly.” I knew them well enough from wedding stories and Bachelor party photos. Jace with the smile that got him out of trouble. Mason with the quiet scowl that drew women like moths. Theo who barely spoke but saw too much. What I didn’t know—what I had not prepared for—was

“I’ve got a T-shirt, panties, and shorts. Jake?” “T-shirt, underwear, shorts.” She looked at me. “Emma?” I swallowed. “Halter top, panties, shorts.” “Perfect. We’re all even.” She dealt again. My hands felt shaky. I had nothing good. I discarded four cards and got a pair of tens. Aunt Chloe had a pair of threes. Jake had nothing. He lost first and pulled his shirt over his head. I stared. I couldn’t help it. His chest was hard and defined, the kind of body that looked like it came from real work and not just a gym. Aunt Chloe noticed me looking and her eyes got darker, like she liked that I was looking.

I frowned, I was getting scared. He gripped my hands.. “ Please, what are you talking about I don’t understand you?” I cried, when he mentioned about killing, I had started getting seriously scared. “ I saw you few hours ago. I saw the males crowding and fighting over you. It means you are not a normal wolf like us. You are a Taboo,’’ his hands were clenching tightly together. “All sigma wolves are taboo and abomination to this pack!” he lashed out. “ S-sigma?” I stuttered, feeling my heart about breaking into pieces..

I still wasn’t sure if I’d had a three-minute orgasm or a long series of shorter ones), it had been the whole experience. I loved the way I’d built up my arousal for hours. I loved the desperation that had made me feel like an animal in heat. I loved the way I had thoroughly enjoyed fantasizing about something just hours before I’d found unacceptable and offensive. The feeling of pushing through the taboo had been absolutely exquisite. Playing with my own ass, thinking about being used by two strangers, fantasizing about being spied on by my friends while being ravaged. I loved it, all of it. I wanted more.