Filthy Taboo Novels & Stories

“Caleb… your father is right upstairs… we can’t do this…” “Shut up and spread your legs wider for me,” I snarled, using the word like dirty filth. I shoved two thick fingers deep into her soaked cunt, pumping them hard and fast. The wet squelching sounds were loud in the quiet kitchen. “Fuck, you’re absolutely dripping. Your married pussy is begging for stepson cock.” Her head fell back, massive tits bouncing as I finger-fucked her roughly on the table. She was fighting so hard to stay quiet, her face flushed red with shame and overwhelming pleasure.

“Cum for me, slut. Squeeze that ass around my dick while I fuck you like an alley whore.” Carla moaned loudly, the slap sending electric shocks of pleasure up her spine straight to her swollen clit. She shoved her fingers into her dripping cunt, masturbating furiously—three fingers pumping rhythmically into the soaked slit, feeling his cock through the thin wall separating her holes, like an improvised double penetration. Juices ran down her legs, pooling on the ground and mixing with the filth—pebbles, trash, and old piss now contaminated with their hot bodily fluids. “Fuck, I’m getting ass-fucked while I finger myself—this is dirty paradise,” she thought, circling her clit with her thumb,

I buried my face against his shoulder as pleasure crested sharp and overwhelming. He followed with a low, steady groan, holding me firmly through it. Afterward, we didn’t rush apart. He stayed. Tracing idle patterns along my back. “You’re thinking,” he said. “I am.” “Regretting?” “No.” I turned my head to look at him. “That’s the inconvenient part.” He smiled slightly. “I told you. Not casual.” Here’s the truth: It wasn’t taboo in the scandalous sense. It was taboo because it was intentional.

“You’re his—oh god—” “Say it.” He thrust harder, punctuating his words. “Tell them who’s fucking you.” “Jake’s father—” I moaned, shame burning through me, making everything more intense. “My ex’s dad is—*fuck*—” “That’s right.” He leaned over me, chest against my back, mouth hot against my ear. “And you love it, don’t you? How wrong this is. How fucked up. The taboo makes you wetter than anything else ever has.”

And he was addicted to his little girl’s tight pussy. This was only the first story in the book of our sins. There were ninety-nine more ways to damn ourselves still waiting. And I could not wait to fall even deeper.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

"Oh, baby. How were you supposed to know? I don't like to talk about it much, but I knew eventually, it would have to come out." I pulled back a little bit so I could look him in the eye. "I get it. I really do. Some areas of this are really hard for me because it's so… so taboo and so…so… naughty that I feel like I'm a whore." "But you're not! You're not doing anything wrong,"

Something forbidden. I swallow hard, cursing how he is affecting me in all the ways that I cannot even begin to explain. What is he doing to me? No! How, in God’s name, can I feel this way? It’s…shameless? Immoral? Taboo? Yeah! All those combined together!

he directed her mouth on his cock through his hold on her hair. The forbidden held a special edge of appeal, he admitted to himself. Would he have found a blowjob by Marcella as exciting if he hadn’t have known that ever senior wolf in the pack would consider the act taboo? He didn’t know. But the taboo definitely added to the experience for him, as, he suspected, it did for Marcella.

Honestly it was a twisted feeling going on in my mind right now, do I want him as a father or I just wanted him to do the things I had seen in videos to me. My screen was flooded with videos. Humans called it taboo but were still practicing it. I saw a post filled with so many rules about who could love whom and whose eyes were allowed to wander. Honestly I didn't care if it was a taboo or sin. I wasn't human entirely, so I was not binded to this rule. Beside after making me look hideous the least my mum could do for me was to give me her husband right. I know I lacked morals, but don't forget I am not like everyone, I am special. Suddenly a thought dropped in my mind. It was a dark, wild th