Fiction Sex Stories Novels & Stories

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.

When she finally shattered, it was with his fingers buried in her ass and his thumb grinding her clit, and she screamed so loudly he had to clamp a hand over her mouth to keep security from knocking. She squirted hard enough to splash the marble floor, body convulsing so violently he had to hold her up. He carried her inside, laid her on the bed, and started again. Three more orgasms ripped from her exhausted body before he finally let her sleep, plugged with his cum and a heavy steel toy he refused to remove. But Sasha was learning his edges too. In Milan, after another night of denial followed by overload, she waited until he was spent and dozing. She slipped from the bed, found the leathe

my fingers pressed against her clit, sending her over the edge as she shook and convulsed in my arms. “Now that's what you get for being a good girl.” I whispered, my thrusts becoming faster and more rapid. Soon,I was jerking and filling up her asshole. I pulled out his cock and released more fluid on her body,her boobs, her face and she struggled to suck everything in. I got out of bed and began to put on my briefs as she laid down, staring at my amazing form. “We should do this more often.” I said,loud enough for her to hear. “Of course,I'm paying for it.” She replied and I chuckled.

“You want our cum, don’t you? Want us to breed you like a cheap whore?” I nodded frantically, tears streaming, my body trembling on the edge of orgasm. Tyler took over my mouth while Kai moved to my ass. He spat generously on my tight hole, working one finger in, then two, stretching me open. “Not yet,” Kai warned when I whimpered. “But soon. We’re going to ruin every hole tonight.” The double penetration in my pussy grew faster and more brutal. Leo and Marcus were groaning and grunting like animals, their cocks sliding together inside me, making wet, obscene sounds.

Every time he got close to cumming I slowed or stopped completely, leaving him shaking and desperate beneath me. The room filled with the wet sounds of our bodies and his broken pleas. I kept him right on the edge, riding him hard then denying him again and again, until the only thing he could do was beg and tremble under my control. His ten inch cock throbbed inside me, the ring keeping him hard and aching while I took exactly what I wanted from him. His dignity. "Please Sophie, Fuck I want to touch you. I want to cum", he begged. "Fine but-", I said but he cut me off.

Her words sent a shiver straight down my spine as I shifted feeling the dampness growing in my panties. The game kept growing dirtier now. Someone mentioned the time Alex and I had sex in the dorm while everyone else was at football game. Ryan admitted he had jerked off listening through the wall. My cheeks burned so hot but my pussy throbbed at the memory. Alex’s hand slid higher on my thigh, his fingers tracing the edge of my panties and I parted my legs a little, inviting him. He stroked me slowly over the fabric pressing the damp cloth against my swollen clit, I bit my lip to hold back my moan as pleasure cooked tightly in my belly.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

The doctor fucked him through it, his pace turning frantic. “Take it,” he snarled, his control shattering. “Take all of it. You wanted this. You wanted to be filled.” With a final, brutal drive, he buried himself to the root and went rigid. Richy felt the hot, pulsing rush deep inside him, a flood of wet heat that marked his violation as complete. Dr Stanley groaned, his body shuddering against Richy’s. He stayed there, panting, his cock still lodged inside, dripping into Richy. The silence that followed was broken only by their ragged breathing and the drip of fluids onto the floor.

Perhaps it's not that unusual, but I really want more variety in our love making. She likes a straightforward fuck every once in a while, but mostly we just masturbate each other, maybe every week or so. She doesn't like oral sex and doesn't like me to touch her bottom and anal sex is out of the question. That causes me to think about sex more than a man my age should.

She was drenched, embarrassingly so, the kind of wet that made obscene sounds when she spread her folds and slid two fingers inside, then three, stretching herself the way she had earlier, imagining it was him, imagining that thick, hard length she had felt pressing against her pushing in slow and relentless, splitting her open, filling the ache that had become her constant companion. She rolled onto her back, knees falling wide, hips lifting off the bed as she fucked herself deeper, palm grinding against her clit with every thrust of her fingers. Her other hand kneaded her breast roughly, pinching the nipple hard enough to make her cry out into the pillow. She pictured his tattooed forearms