Family Taboo Stories Novels & Stories

It was even harder to sleep when Brook heard Tom and her mother getting into the hot tub down below her bedroom window. Thinking about everything that happened earlier already had the girl's pussy feeling warm and moist and her nipples thick and aching. Now she was sure Tom would be fucking her mother right under her window again, since that seemed to be the way things always ended up when they got into the tub at night. Even though she felt jealous when he fucked Janice, the fact that mother and daughter looked so much alike also made it exciting, allowing Brook to imagine how her father would look fucking her. She wanted to watch them again, but so far it sounded like they were just talkin

Men and women were having sex openly on leather benches, padded tables, and plush rugs, using whips, restraints, and various toys. Unfiltered moans echoed off the walls. It was a complete sex den. "Welcome to the den of freedom," I said, trying to sound confident and smooth. "I found this place a few months ago when I needed an escape." I turned to look at Jay, expecting to see curiosity or excitement, but the words died in my throat. The warmth on his face was completely gone. His eyes were wide with pure horror, his lips parted as he took in the sight of two men on a table nearby.

“You’d take Daddy’s cock like a good girl, wouldn’t you? Creaming all over my dick while I stretch you open. Tell me you want it, sweetheart. Tell Daddy how bad you need this married cock ruining your tight little pussy after weeks away in that dorm.” My legs shook. I pinched my hard nipple hard, plunging my fingers faster, imagining him splitting me open right there on his bed. The taboo — my coach, the man who raised me after Mom left, jerking off thinking about him while I was supposed to be safe in the dorms — only made me wetter and filthier. His strokes turned brutal. “Brandi… fuck yes, baby… Daddy loves his little stepdaughter so much. Gonna fill that young womb with my hot cum… breed

Where strangers became something more in the pressed-together anonymity of a crowded commute. The forums had rules, unspoken but universally understood: * Board at the main terminal * Stand in the middle section, not the front or back * Wear a skirt (for women) or loose pants (for men) * If you don't want to participate, sit down immediately * If you stand, you're consenting to whatever happens * No faces, no names, no meeting outside the bus * What happens on Route 47 stays on Route 47 Maya had read hundreds of accounts. Women describing being touched, fucked, used by strangers while the bus rumbled through the city. Men describing finding willing partners pressed against them. The thrill,

This story contains incest/taboo sex, and materials of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. The Cruise just began..... Enjoy. >>>> Hello, my name is Shiela, and this part of my life has confused me since it started. I use the word 'started' because it continues through today. I realize that morally it goes against everything we are conditioned to do. I have never been able to tell anyone because I don't want to be judged. I will start with my upbringing.

Scene Notice – Taboo Group Erotica This scene features explicit sexual content between Bianca and her three stepbrothers—Damian, Victor, and Julian. It contains themes of forbidden attraction, seduction, and multiple partners (MMMF). Bianca has always flirted at the edge of what’s acceptable, teasing the boundaries of step-sibling propriety. But tonight, the game changes. Tonight, the teasing ends. Tonight, they give her exactly what she's been asking for. All characters are consenting adults, and the story is intended for mature readers (18+) who enjoy taboo, emotionally charged, and provocative erotica. If such themes are not to your taste, feel free to skip this chapter

"It's just, it's stupid. "Nothing you can tell me is stupid baby. What's wrong?" Naudia sighs. "I- I have never been with a highschool boy before, so I don't know if they can satisfy me or not." She pauses and whispers the last part. "I have never been with anyone before."

Then she’s gone. “I guess we need to tell your parents.” Blake groans. “They’ll definitely go overboard, right?” He nods with an eye roll and I giggle. “But first! What other news?” “Uhm.. Well. Talia and Tabatha apparently have family. And they are not as socialized as them.” “Meaning?” “They’re evil and want their offspring to come back to the evil side.” “Oh fuck. As if this wasn’t complicated enough!”

“Like we’re… not what you would think of as normal. Maybe… Maybe we just need to say, f-k it, this is how we’re… How that we aren’t…” “Normal,” she prompted, impatiently. “Yeah.” He glanced over his shoulder at her. “Rhett says… Said… That you know. You’ve known all this time, since we were teenagers.” “Is it like… taboo?” She was intrigued despite her physical discomfort. “To know?” Cameron made a sound deep in his throat. “Yes,” he said, looking away. “Yes, absolutely. Forbidden to speak of. It’s one of the first things that we learn. Not to talk to others that are not like us about us.”

"Mom, Dad... I broke up with Feign." The clinking of silverware stopped dead, I swallowed down, not just the food but my fear of what their reaction would be. I swayed my legs beneath the table anxiously, thinking of what mom might say next. My mother's head snapped up. Her eyes, the same color as mine but always so much colder, turned narrow. "You broke up with Feign?" she asked, her voice too calm. Mom’s voice was always calm; she never raised her voice, not under any circumstance. It was always what she taught me and my siblings to keep calm and collected no matter what, showing any other emotion was a sign of weakness and vulnerability. Even as kids we weren’t allowed to get scared, whet