Dirty Taboo Sex Stories Novels & Stories

I ordered pizza for us and as they gamed, I fired up the laptop in my bedroom, curious to read the stories he'd been stroking to yesterday. As I read story after story, I was shocked both at the content of the stories and by what these stories were doing to me. My pussy was on fire, and my left hand slowly pleasured myself as I read each incestuous story. Some of the stories had dominant sons seducing their mothers, while others had powerful daughters dominating their mothers, while still others were more intimate and egalitarian in the sexual relationships between sons and mothers. I'd never even remotely considered my children in a sexual way, but yesterday's events of my son's masturbatio

Lila came repeatedly, losing count as orgasms blended into one long wave of pleasure. They moved to the bedroom. The men took her together in every combination. Lila riding Marcus while sucking Javier. Both men focusing on her pleasure with fingers, tongues, and cocks. At one point, she was sandwiched between them—Marcus taking her from behind while Javier filled her mouth. The sensations were overwhelming, filthy, and incredibly liberating. Dirty talk filled the room. “You’re ours tonight.” “Come for us, beautiful.” Lila screamed through her most intense orgasm yet, squirting across the sheets as both men worked her relentlessly.

And I realized Ethan’s kinks ran deeper than I’d expected. He loved public sex—loved the risk of getting caught. We fucked in bathroom stalls at the mall. In the back rows of nearly empty movie theatres. In a parking garage where anyone could have easily walked in on us. I had no problem with it because the danger made him wetter, made him cling to me harder, made him beg harder! His horizons expanded. We posted an ad online looking for player partners. Eventually, we found a steady partner. His name was Dickson. Dickson was black, built like a heavyweight fighter, and had a cock that made my jaw drop the first time I saw it. Nine inches. Thick as my forearm with veins like tree roots runnin

With shaking legs, I whispered under my breath, voice breaking: “Mama… I’m so sorry if I don’t make it. Your whore daughter just wanted to take care of you and her brother…” I crawled back onto the bed, turned onto my back, and slowly spread my legs wide open for all four men. My hands were trembling as I reached down and spread my puffy pussy lips myself, exposing my stretched, glistening hole. “Do it,” I whispered, voice barely audible. “I want to know my real limit.” The four men looked at each other, then at Epstein, who nodded with a sick grin. Jamal went first, sliding back into my womb. Rico forced himself in beside him. My pussy stretched painfully around two massive cocks again. The

The words poured out messy and fast. “Dear Dairy, I did something that changed how I feel now. Leo walked in while I was touching myself thinking about his cock from that bathroom day. I was drunk and crying about how much I hate this family. He promised not to tell, then kissed me. His fingers made me come so hard I saw stars. He took care of me when I threw up, saw me naked, washed me. This morning the little touches at breakfast and in the hallway made me feel insane. I suddenly feel so different about him. I hate how much I want more now. I keep fantasizing about his cock in my mouth, stretching my pussy, tying me up and taking control. Rough stuff. BDSM things I’ve only read about. It’s

"Swallow it, niece. Take Uncle's pierced cock down your slutty throat." I choked, tears running, but relaxed. He fucked my mouth slow, training me inch by inch. Pulled a book from the shelf—old erotica, yellow pages. Read aloud while thrusting. "'The duke bent his maid over, cock slamming her wet cunt while she begged for more.' Sound familiar, you taboo bitch?" His words mixed with the story, hips rolling. The piercing scraped my throat, cold bump adding to the stretch. I sucked hungry, tasting pre-cum. "Deeper. Read with me in your mind—'He filled her ass with his seed, marking her as his.' Gonna do that to you soon."

It drowned out the smell of the sex for a second, but I could still feel the sticky warmth of his cum sliding down the insides of my thighs, trickling toward my knees in thick, white streaks that stained the expensive rug. I stood up on shaky legs, my balance uneven. I gathered the tatters of my ruined robe, clutching the torn silk to my chest like a shield. I slipped out of the room, looking both ways down the hallway. I padded down the corridor barefoot, every step a reminder of the mess between my legs, the wetness of his release soaking into the hem of the white shirt as I hurried back to the safety of my own bed, feeling the weight of the secret I was now carrying between my thighs. I r

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.

Thank god. When I glanced back at the laptop again, I noticed that I could see the edge of a folder window behind the document. Clicking on it, I found myself staring at a large number of files. The folder was called "UNPUBLISHED WORKS". Quietly scrolling through the various files, I decided to pick another document randomly and see what it was like. Sure enough, it was another erotica story. After just a few paragraphs, I deduced that it was a story about a new intern being hired in at a company, and the owner's son entering into a "forbidden" fling with her. Unable to resist, I quickly scrolled through the pages, looking for another sex scene.