Mature Taboo Novels & Stories

My lips were parted but my words were gone. He leaned in just enough for me to feel the heat of his breath against my wetness. “Answer me.” I shook my head, wide-eyed, drunk on lust. “No,” I finally whispered. He tilted his head slightly, like he wasn’t satisfied. “No what?” “No one else could,” I said. “No one else would know how. They’d ruin it. Not the way you would.” He smiled. “They’d panic the second they saw you like this,” he murmured. “They’d come in their fucking pants before they even touched you. You think any soft little boy could look at this perfect virgin pussy and know how to own it? How to break it in properly?”

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

Want to grip her brown hair round my fists as I pound her with my cock or while I face fucked her. Fuck! This girl was my student and it was Taboo. And it yet alluring. Mouthwatering. The temptations… The Taboo… I've always stalked her, watched her, making sure the information of her being the perfect witch, the perfect person to perfect my plans. “That's enough, I'm fine." I growled, my cock in my boxers was so hard that I couldn't think anymore. I slowly stood and heard her gasp as I towered above her. Fuck! I shouldn't but my eyes were already on her full lips. Several dirty images clouding my head.

“I’m going to come so hard inside this pussy, baby girl. Daddy is going to fill you with his seed.” She shook her head and I could feel her protest, but it was too late for the both of us. That dildo stretching her ass, my cock ramming deep in her soaked hot cunt, I was doing her bare, fucking her raw; nothing between us. Skin to skin, I was about to come inside my daughter’s pussy, and nothing could stop me. She was screaming and coming and I was right behind her. The pressure of her sweet hot sex, the first fuck of a virginal hot pussy, and the taboo... the raw dirtiness of what I was doing to her. Hard and fast I jack hammered my dick into her rippling cunt her inner muscles gripping me o

I literally felt so fulfilled. After a moment, Aunt was laying her back against the headboard; I was laying my back against her while her husband, still on the floor, on his feet, rubbing his cock, putting lube on it. I imagined he didn't like struggling. It was in this moment, when my aunt was kissing my back, holding me in place, almost as if I were about to run or something, that she was whispering in my ears that I should take her husband's cock in my wet teen pussy, did I believe that taboo sex was really happening in this world, not just staged in p**n.

“But we’re not done. Not even close. I’ve waited five years to have you like this, Clara. And now that I do…” His thumb brushed her swollen clit and she whimpered. “I’m keeping you here until you understand exactly what that means.” She looked up at him, chest still heaving, body already aching for more. The forbidden line they’d just shattered stretched out behind them like broken glass. Tomorrow would bring consequences, the contracts they'd signed and the entire professional life they’d built. But right now, with his fingers sliding through her wetness again and his mouth hovering an inch from hers, all she could think was one thing.

My cunt was swollen, raw, and completely filled, the thick, white fluid slowly dripping out onto the dark wood. The woman looked up at me, a wicked, hungry smile touching her lips. Then, she leaned down and buried her face straight between my thighs, her flat tongue lapping heavily over my filled, hyper-sensitive center. The shock of her warm tongue hitting my hyper-sensitive flesh made my entire lower body jerk. I let out a loud, broken cry, my hips lifting completely off the desk as she swiped flat and heavy across my swollen opening. She didn't mind the mess at all; she drank it in, lapping up the thick, white fluid the Beta had left deep inside me, cleaning my skin with a fierce, hungry

I get the vibe that maybe he likes older women. "We don't have all day, Ms. Shaw." Well, it is Freud after all. And if anyone has a one-size-fits-all answer, it is Freud. "Sex." I blurt out, eyes snapping back up to meet his. I could have sworn his chin twitches up ever so slightly. Other than that, he is as stoic and still as always. Until I see, without a doubt and irrevocably, that his eyes narrow at me. "Or, the taboo." I correct myself. "Specifically, anything sexual in nature. Things that we hide from everyone else. Things that exist in our subconscious that represent our secret desires."

⚠️ Content Warning: 21+ Mature Themes This story contains explicit sexual content, religious taboo, dominant/submissive dynamics, BDSM (including discipline and consensual non-consent), and psychological tension. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Intended for adult audiences only. “You shouldn’t be here after hours.” The chapel was dim…candlelit. Quiet as breath. The old stone walls held the secrets of centuries, echoing soft prayers and sin alike. And she was standing there. Again.

We thanked them by cleaning every cock spotless with our tongues. As the weeks passed, our confidence skyrocketed. We were no longer just horny and desperate—we were professionals. Seductive. Addictive. We learned what these powerful men craved: the taboo thrill of mother and daughter, the way our dark skin glistened with their cum, the filthy talk, the total surrender that still felt like control. One quiet night after a particularly intense session with three hedge fund guys, Mom pulled me into the shower again. We washed each other slowly, fingers gentle between sore thighs.