Cerita Dewasa Kontol Novels & Stories

EXTREME CONTENT WARNING This story (especially Chapters 4 and 5) contains highly explicit, intense, and taboo adult material that is intended ONLY for consenting adults 18+ (21+ in some regions) who actively enjoy extreme dark erotica. The content includes, but is not limited to: ● Intense non-consensual fantasy themes (CNC) and total power exchange ● Extreme degradation and humiliating language (very nasty, filthy dirty talk) ● Graphic depictions of rough anal sex, double penetration, fisting, gape play, and multiple forced orgasms

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

His fingers spread my lips, his tongue flicking my clit in fast, merciless strokes. I sucked the coordinator's fat cock harder, hollowing my cheeks and letting my throat relax to take him even deeper. His hips buck, his moans filling the room. "Fuck, I'm gonna come," he warns. I pulled away, a string of saliva connecting my lips to his tip. "Not yet," I echoed Gerald's words, grinning. I turned around, positioning myself on all fours, presenting my wet cunt and ass to both of them. Gerald's hand slapped my ass cheek.

My eyes widened when I realized that even though I’d been masturbating for years and I’ve had sex about once or twice, there’s no way this would fit in my cunt. It was veiny and even though I salivated at the thought of having a fat cock fill my cunt up, I felt a bile lodge in my throat as his cock sent me into a blur. Darius dangled the cock above my ass, touching the tip on my sensitive cheeks and I bit my lower lip to keep my painful moan from slipping out of my mouth. He smiled as he pulled my battered ass cheeks aside and stuck his fingers up my pussy, causing them to get instantly coated in my wetness.

"Please don't do that. You don't have it." It hurts when a gay man, commenting on my underdeveloped boobs. "Shut up, and tell me, where is he?" "He is in the boardroom. His name is Darius Delucia, and one of the handsome men," Max moaned. Ugh, that was not the time to think him without cloths, Max. "Max, focus." "Yeah, yeah. He’s very good at his work. I saw his social media and website. he is fucking awesome."

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. LESSY'S POV I take my time there, sucking it like candy, my tongue poking at the pee hole in the middle. Feeling that Dnaria shudders again, and I peek up to see her closing her eyes briefly.

"In the brush, on the other side of the transformer. I'd been there for a few minutes." "Really?" I stepped it up. "I was touching myself, masturbating, like you." Dad was reaching around me, and I felt his penis swell. "So, I guess you're okay with that?" "I did some research. There's stuff on kids, which is gross. But very little on adults. I got on Reddit, and there were threads on it. A lot of fake stuff, but also a lot of family, like Janice's. And a famous case of a mother and son in Texas. There are no numbers of how many adult family members are enjoying sex. No surprise, who's going to tell, right? It comes down to consenting adults, that's it."

I bent her over the sturdy wooden bench, kicking her legs apart and ignoring her breathy gasp. “Look at this creamy little pussy,” I growled, spreading her ass cheeks wide with both hands. She was soaked already, her juices already coating her inner thighs. “Dripping like a desperate whore for your stepbrother’s cock." I rubbed my cockhead up and down her slippery slit, teasing her swollen clit before slamming balls-deep inside her. “Fuuuuck!” Katricia cried out, gripping the bench tightly. “Shit… so fucking tight,” I groaned, burying myself to the hilt. Her walls clenched around me like they never wanted to let go.

Inside was a collection of dildos, butt plugs, and vibrators that were larger, more intimidating, more depraved than anything I had ever seen. He selected a large, black, ribbed dildo and a bottle of lube. He then returned to the bed and knelt between my legs. “You have won the auction, Elara,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “And now, it is time to claim your prize.” He coated the dildo liberally with lube and then slowly, deliberately, began to push it into my ass. It was bigger than anything I had ever taken, a slow, burning stretch that was almost unbearable. I cried out, my hands fisting in the sheets.

This story is intended for adults aged 18 and older and contains explicit sexual content and mature themes. Readers should be aware that it includes depictions of gay sexual activity, oral sex, anal sex, rimming, cruising, public sexual encounters, power-exchange and submissive/dominant dynamics, explicit sexual language, and descriptions of consensual sexual acts between adults. All characters depicted in sexual situations are adults. This work is presented as fiction and is intended solely for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised.