Mature Taboo Novels & Stories

"This can't be real. I never..." "Julia is my bestie," Madam explained calmly. "She knows exactly what kind of cuck you are. She is crazy about Dennis and his big cock, but she also thinks you are kind of cute for accepting my lifestyle so nicely. Be a good boy and pick her up on time. And remember, if you embarrass me, Dennis will hear all about it." Fuck. No wonder that slap had come so fast and hard.

Our bodies said everything. “I love you,” Frank said suddenly. “Not just this. I love being with you.” My heart swelled. “I love you too,” I whispered. “More than I should.” We talked about our feelings. It was more than sex. We connected deep. He understood me. I made him feel young and alive. The taboo made it stronger. But it also made it scary. The next day we took more risks. Mom went to the store. We had thirty minutes. I sucked him in the kitchen. On the counter. I took him deep while he sat on a chair. Then he bent me over the table and fucked me. We came together fast.

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. Warning: This collection is intended for mature audiences only. It features high-heat, explicit content, including; taboo & forbidden relationships, power dynamics (CNC, BDSM, and roleplay), psychological thrills (mind alterations and obsessive themes), and diverse pairings (straight, MM, reverse harem, and harem dynamics). Trope: Religious Taboo / Age-Gap / Corruption kink / Forbidden (pastor x member), (father’s best friend) BURLB

Food, clothes, sometimes even things that should've raised eyebrows. But one thing that remained completely off limits, were girls. Ironically, it wasn't because of some sacred bro-code or glaring red label. We simply had violently different tastes. Damian was wild. So he liked girls that fit that narrative. Dangerous curves, lustful eyes, and bodies built for sin. I, on the other hand, craved the innocent ones… or those that pretended to be either way. Because I knew what simmered underneath their fake stoicism and cracking restraint… was the same thing that hid beneath mine:

“I want you to stretch me open and fill me with your cum while Mom’s right there.” The dirty words made him grind harder. He shoved two fingers back into my cunt while his cock rubbed my clit relentlessly. The dual sensation — his thick fingers stretching me and his fat cockhead grinding my clit — sent me spiraling into a third orgasm. This one was shattering. My pussy clamped down on his fingers, squirting again as my whole body convulsed. I had to bite his shoulder to stay quiet. Waves of dark, taboo pleasure crashed through me, leaving my cunt swollen, dripping, and aching for his cock.

He was relentless, his pace increasing until he was jackhammering into me, his cock a solid, unyielding piston that dominated my entire existence. He broke the kiss and whispered hotly against my ear, “Your mother warns everyone about me… but here you are, legs spread wide, dripping for the Devil. You were made for this. Made to take my cock.” His words sent a fresh rush of wetness between my legs. The taboo of his words, the sheer blasphemy of my desire, acted like a drug. My pussy spasmed around him, milking him with desperate, involuntary contractions. “I don’t care,” I screamed, my nails drawing bloody crescents into the meat of his shoulders. “I’m yours. Do it. Break me.”

“We raised her for God! And you...” Mirabel's dad jabbed a finger in my chest. “...you corA Holy War rupted her. You ruined everything!” Then my dad stood, his tone was colder than ice. “Kyle, the rumors are everywhere. People are saying the Gates heir is screwing nuns for sport. A fetish. Do you have any idea what that does to our name?” Mirabel’s mother’s voice rose, it was cold with hate. “You’ll never be accepted by us, Kyle. You’re filth!”

’ he asked, his breath warm against my ear, lips close enough that I shivered, his hands starting to move, soaping up a washcloth with slow, deliberate motions. I nodded, leaning into him, feeling his heartbeat against my back, steady but quickening, and the hard length of his cock pressing firmer against my ass now, trapped between us in the water. ‘Mmm, yeah, Daddy. It feels nice having you here like this.’ My words were honest, laced with the desire bubbling up, and I arched my back just a little, grinding subtly against him, testing, my mind screaming with how wrong but how good it felt, the taboo of it making everything dirtier, hotter.

She chuckles, shaking her head. The sight of her putting her makeup on and getting dressed does nothing to relieve the tension in my cock and as soon as she leaves I retrieve the shoebox from the closet shelf. Inside I find, not only some DVDs, but also mom's vibrator and a large dildo. Damn, I wonder if mom meant for me to see these. There are three DVDs in the box; Sorority Sex Kittens, 5 Rooms and Taboo. Just from the covers, the first two look hot. My cock is still hard from watching my mom, so I only see about 15 minutes of the first DVD before I shoot my load. I scan through the rest of that DVD as well as the second one, trying to figure out what mom likes. The first two have a lot of