Best Taboo Site Novels & Stories

But I decided that perhaps I didn't know everything about Michael, especially his sexual likes and dislikes, so after he left for school the next morning, I returned to his laptop, and this time I checked his favourites. Most were game sites, but there were three Literotica addresses, as well as a pantyhose site. The first Literotica page was simply a list of new stories updated each day, the second was the top incest stories by score, but the third was one that gave me lots of information about my son's kinks. It was a search engine with the following tags: mom, son, and submission.

The dangerous flare in his eyes was instantly masked by a cold, business-like detachment. "Since you’re going to be staying under my roof for the foreseeable future, Olise, we need to establish some boundaries," he said, his voice smooth and empty of the heat from a moment ago. "I run a quiet household, and I intend to keep it that way. If you want to live here, you will abide by three simple rules." He raised three fingers, ticking them off one by one with agonizing precision: * No wild parties. This is a place of business and rest, not a nightclub.

"Taking your cousin's cock like a good girl." They started moving together,Damon thrust deep and steady, whispering dirty loving words. "This pussy belongs to family now and no one else will ever feel how perfect you are." Lily wrapped her legs around him, meeting every thrust,the taboo made it intense knowing his blood was the same as hers, that this was forbidden but felt like coming home. He flipped her over, taking her from behind, one hand rubbing her clit while he pounded harder Lily came again, her pussy squeezing around him, soaking the sheets,the pleasure was so strong she saw stars.

ANNABELLE'S POV I assumed he was just going to fuck me once he arrived but I was still excited for the excuse. Hillian had been acting all secretive the whole evening and I freaking loved it. The way he kept glancing at the door, checking his phone and telling me to wait. All of it just made me want it more. Then finally the doorbell rang. Hillian stood up from the couch. "It’s here." My mind went straight to sex toys. I had mentioned once, as part of a joke, that I wanted to try more things. So I got giddy, shifting on the cushion, and pressing my thighs together.

"Stop it. That's ridiculous." "I'm completely serious!" she insisted. "Live a little! This is literally the craziest, most out-of-character thing you've ever done in your entire life. Maybe that's exactly what you need right now. A little bit of chaos. A little bit of something... taboo and different." She wiggled her eyebrows at me suggestively.

I thought the sessions with the psychologist would be more difficult. The topics we address are heavy, yet I find it easy to open up to her. Like Jane, I’m a very reserved person, and it embarrasses me to admit that I endured severe psychological abuse from my husband. I'm also ashamed of having had a lover. According to the values I was raised with, that was immoral—no different than being a prostitute. And on top of all that, I danced in a nightclub where illegal dealings took place.

My arms trembling beside me as I waited for what came next. But he didn’t get up. He didn’t even move. He just stared. And then he said the filthiest, most terrifying, most delicious thing I had ever heard. “Today’s lesson is control.” My breath hitched. “Control?” He nodded once. “You’ll learn how to cum without a sound.” My eyes widened. “Wait, what..

The boys my age were clumsy, selfish, and rushed, finishing in minutes and leaving me frustrated. Big Zaddy took his time. He made the denial delicious, the edging feel like sweet torture. He made the release feel like worship. And God, I craved it more every single day, even as the guilt gnawed at me. What if Dad found out? What if this was some married guy? I’m turning into exactly the kind of girl Mom would worry about. I finally ended the call after a few more soft praises from him.

"Hot, if I may add. Peace said, looking so proud. (you know the smile your mom gives you when she's proud of you? yeah, that one)" I almost burst into tears but Gabriella warned me not to spoil her beautiful work. After saying thank you for the tenth time, Gabriella and Laura excuse themselves saying they have to go home to prepare themselves for the party too. Laura is also the wife of some powerful politician. I wonder how they are both so cool, unlike the proud rich people I've encountered in the past. After saying goodbye, I was left alone with Peace. "It's 7 already, you should be on your way now."

I had a mischievous grin as I asked, "What kind do you like?" "Girls together and couples, but not the crazy, fake moaning ones. There's this website I'm on all the time that has a subreddit for something called passion porn. A bunch of it is amateur stuff, but the people love each other or have a really strong connection that you can see. It totally gets me off. What about you?"