Granny Taboo Stories Novels & Stories

Her fingers slid easily back inside me, picking up where I left off , withdeep, steady strokes that made fresh wetness leak out. “He won’t be interested in you like that, Maya,” she said softly but firmly, curling her fingers against my G-spot while her thumb circled my clit. “Dad likes experienced women — women who know how to ride a cock properly, not innocent virgins who’ve only been fingered by their best friend.”

She casually drops the bra on the floor, still focusing out the window. '"Taboo?' Really? Where the fuck did you find that word? Incest, Father. We are talking about incest. Having sex with your family." I shift in my chair. Maybe I'm too careful, but I need a clear sign. "Which is also illegal, and for very good reasons."

" Gavin smiles and puts the pizza on the coffee table. When he sits back, he grabs the blanket and pulls it over his lap. His hand slides under the blanket, grazing the outside of my thigh. At first I think it's an accident, until I feel it again. His hands rubs the outside of my thigh again, before coming to rest on my knee. I glance over at Grant who is so lost in the movie, he probably wouldn't notice if I got up and left the room all together. Gavin slides his hand up higher, stopping around the middle of my thigh and I tense up. He leans over, and whispers so only I can hear him. "Relax babygirl."

Someone managed to click a picture of them kissing. "Fuckkkk". He cussed under breath. He looked for more and found someone blackmailing Zee to expose those pictures in return of some confidential information. That stated, it wasn’t only about money. ---- Tabby

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.

“How many times did you fuck him? How many times did he drink your cum? How many fucking times did you vow to avenge Camilla while—-” “Don’t bring Camilla into this conversation!” I snap. Shame and anger simmering inside me. He’s right, but I’ve never been fair to begin with, so fuck morality. Fuck anything that’s not Bunny. Taboo or not, he’s mine, even death can’t tear us apart. Only fucking mine. “Who I fuck is none of your business.”

Tracy cut him off sheepishly, just as eager to get fucked, the taboo of the dick she craved being her daddy's only making her shameless cunt wetter. Dean's eyes darkened with the desire he'd suppressed for years. When he saw her in that alleyway, alone and fearless in that tight, little red dress, something inside him snapped. He wanted to fuck her senseless. Her daddy couldn't say that to her though. He'd lose his marriage, his little girl, his respectable life. His reputation as a doctor. So at the last second, he grabbed her and pretended to be a mugger, desperate to kill the urges inside him.

What could she possibly be hiding? “Alright,” I say, keeping my voice calm. “Time to sleep now.” Zane whispers, “Mama, do you think the bogeyman is real?” “No, darling,” I say softly, smoothing the blanket over him. “It’s just a story to scare little wolves into behaving.” “But Granny was wearing that cloak,” he insists, his voice trembling slightly. “Granny is no bogeyman,” I assure him, but my heart races at his words. “She’s probably just… cold.”

Granny completed the story for us not minding my presence maybe cause am her in-law or just another way around. " So that's how you lied to us all" A young man walked in without a knock to give permission, he just made his way through the conversation.

Granny told me, "Your mother disregards everything about us like a fool. The ancestors told me I would guide the one to rebirth our extinct bloodline. I thought it was her, but it's you, Crystal. We don't have much time, so I need you to learn speedily." The next day, Granny died, and I was bereft. Because my Granny said my dad was a racist, I rebelled against anything he asked me. If that were true, my dad would've never married my mom. Unfortunately, losing my Granny made everything she told me a fact, and anyone opposing her words became my enemy.