Extreme Taboo Stories Novels & Stories

Eighteen, broke, and desperate for a way out of her small-town boredom, Lila creates an anonymous OnlyFans account. It’s just supposed to be harmless fun faceless photos, a few flirty videos until she notices one subscriber tipping far more than the rest. His messages are bolder, more intimate, almost as if he knows her. But when Lila discovers who’s behind the screen, her world tilts into dangerous, forbidden territory and she can’t bring herself to log off.

Note this a taboo/Forbidden Romance I have a confession to make. There has only ever been one man I wanted: Logan Lawman. Completely off-limits and twenty-five years my senior Logan. He is a walking demigod, with his broad shoulders and deep voice that makes my toes curl. Oh, and he’s also my Dad’s best buddy. To say that I’m screwed would be an understatement.

Maeve was a fucking witch, one who seemed to have mastered her craft so dangerously well. Most people think having three dicks is a dream. They don’t understand the reality of living with it— the stares, the creepy fetishists who treated me like a circus animal, the women who ran after seeing me naked. On the flip side, there were the ones who became obsessed in the absolute worst ways, treating me like a machine instead of a human being. I was completely done hiding it, done feeling like a monster. Today, I was going to make it rain. “Marcus Kane,” the assistant called. “You’re up.”

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.

And once the line is crossed, there will be no turning back. But Gracie’s story is only the beginning. This book unlocks a collection of raw, taboo-driven erotic tales—each one more daring, more dangerous, and more intoxicating than the last. For readers who crave the forbidden, who ache for the edge where desire blurs with darkness, this is your invitation. Enjoy reading.. *************

“You’re... fucking me.” I nodded, though in my head I couldn’t help but note that it was really she who was fucking me. The thought instantly brought my attention back to the taboo at hand. She was my mother, and my dick was inside of her, and... Nothing had ever felt so good before in my entire life. Mom began to bounce up in down on my cock, and it took all of my self-control to not cry out in ecstasy. We’d crossed the ultimate boundary, and now that I’d seen what was on the other side of it, I never wanted to go back.

☆ Taboo and forbidden themes: Incest (brother/sister, father/daughter, mother/son, family orgies), pseudo-incest, step-family relations, age-gap relationships (legal adults only), teacher/student, boss/employee, power imbalance, authority figures, religious blasphemy, cheating/adultery, dubcon (dubious consent), noncon (non-consent) fantasies, coercion, blackmail, manipulation, kidnapping, captivity, slavery, and mind-break scenarios. ☆ Dark and intense psychological elements: Dubious consent turning into enthusiastic consent, forced orgasms, orgasm denial, overstimulation, edging, ruined orgasms, humiliation, degradation, praise kink, objectification, dehumanization, monster/alien/creature

If anything, she shifted slightly, as if testing me. “Is something wrong?” she asked, her voice soft. I took a sip of water, debating whether I should say it. “You’re nineteen,” I murmured. “And I’m thirty-five.” She blinked, then tilted her head, as if trying to figure out why I was bringing it up now. “So?” I let out a low chuckle. “It’s taboo, Ariana.” Her lips curved into a small, knowing smile. “Maybe for you.” She took another bite of food, as if this conversation wasn’t unraveling something dark between us—something we both wanted but shouldn’t.

Aria cried out, her fingers digging into his hair, pulling him closer. The sound of the kitchen was filled with the wet, rhythmic slurping of his tongue. I watched the way her body bucked, her heels drumming against the cabinets. It was sick. It was twisted. It was the most inappropriate thing I had ever seen in my life. And yet... I couldn't look away. A dark, heavy heat began to coil in my gut. My pulse was racing in my ears, a thick, steady thrum. Despite the horror of it, there was something incredibly wicked and satisfying about the scene. It was pure, unfiltered taboo.

DANGEROUS ADDICTION: SEX, LOVE AND SCADAL "Everything I hate...Yet Crave." A COLLECTION OF STEAMY SEXUAL FANTASIES. This story contains smut, therefore caution advised if you are underaged, please do not read or if you would feel uncomfortable with extremely explicit sexual contents. Stay away if you are not a fan of self gratification, taboos and non-committal relationships. If you feel like you can read on then be my adorable guest on a highly steamy and pleasurable journey that will leave you so high, horny and sexually active only at reading. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK OF HORNINESS