Little Innocent Taboo Novels & Stories

Uhm… I just wanted to understand everything that happened last night better,” I whispered, even though I knew that was only half true. Lucian smiled. He pushed off the shelf and walked toward me, he felt close enough that I could smell the faint scent of aged paper and something darker, like midnight rain. “Very well, little librarian. But there are rules. Each book you choose will manifest its story through me. The words you read aloud become sensations on your body. The pleasure is real. It can make you moan, tremble, even come undone. But there is no lasting harm… unless you stay past the final chime too often.”

Jane said, as she pulled her girlfriend to her and kissed her hotly on the mouth. Lara smiled as she watched her best friends passionately embrace. She did have to admit that Tabby’s suit was shockingly small. The tiny micro bikini was made of pink lace and was virtually transparent. Tabby’s pierced nipples shone through the cups of the small top and she could even see the outline of her vaginal lips in the minuscule thong bottom.

Michael said, "Not like masturbating. I know that would be wrong. Just, like, little rubs that show you're enjoying what you see." "That's a good idea," Mary said, "Just don't get too into it, like your brother said." Tabitha rubbed her little breast, being sure to tweak the pinkish nipple. With her other hand, she reached down and sort of teased at her opening. She clearly had no idea what she was doing, but the young brunette managed to make a believable appearance of enjoying herself. "Don't forget the talking, dear."

Skylar interrupted him. Being traumatized by the disgusting fact Skylar was looking at the child, who is not too much elder than her Samantha. The little boy has a very innocent and cute face; closing his eyes being stood at the corner, seems like he is tired and drowsy. Skylar felt bad for such a young child, who is sleepy but didn’t even sit anywhere, let alone lay down to sleep. Such a pitiful child. “Aunt Julia.......” Skylar called the butler of the house.

I bite my lip, typing fast. “Just a T-shirt, riding up. Black lace panties, super tight. You will definitely like it and it will drive you crazy.” His reply pops up quickly, making my stomach flip. “Fuck, I can picture you on that bed. Should I tell you something nasty?” “Go for it,” I type, my heart picking up. “If I were with you, I would grab your boobs, slow at first, feeling you up. Then I will slide my hand down, beneath your panties, rubbing your clits and fingering your pussy till you’re shaking.”

“My needy little slut.” In one smooth, languid movement, his cock slipped inside my pussy, freely. My pussy immediately clenched at the contact of his cock, stretching out my walls viciously. I let my ass slam onto his hips, desperate for him. The thrill of it hit me all at once—My parents and Jase’s wife were barely twenty feet away, laughing over their glass of wine, wondering why their “good girl” has been gone for so long. They had no idea I was bending over in a bathroom stall, little black dress rucked up to my waist, lace panties dangling on my ankles, while Jase drove his cock into me so hard, my legs threatened to give up on heels.

I want to go all Taboo mode! So if you want me to write this then I look forward to your comments in the comments section.

he said, voice perfectly casual, “what does Bataille mean when he says the sacred is only possible through profanation?” The room went quiet. Every eye turned to her. Ivy swallowed. The plug shifted as she uncrossed and recrossed her legs, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her clit. She felt the trickle of wetness slide further down her thigh. “It… it means that true ecstasy comes from breaking taboos,” she managed, voice trembling. “From defiling what is supposed to be untouchable.” Gabriel’s smile was slow, approving—and terrifying in its intimacy.

He mumbled spreading his arms. "You won't like seeing me angry, Cyril, open it." Cyril smirk widened in amusement at her words, he definitely wanted to see what his Innocent Ana would look in rage. "Not opening." He refused pushing her buttons and finally her control which she was holding onto from the time she met him snapped. Her breathing accelerated and looked around the room only to find small electrical tool laid on the side table. Don't do this, Lily, don't do this.