Mature Taboo Novels & Stories

happy! " I thought that was supposed to be a taboo in xhozim... our tradition, you taught us that and you said once a taboo is committed it can never be fixed," For a while, my mother didn't react but then she scooped me into her arms slowly stroking my head.

But the flush rising in her cheeks told him everything he needed to know. “Go ahead,” he murmured, voice rough with lust. “Tell me to stop.” Her throat bobbed as she swallowed, eyes wide. Miss Carter’s fingers tightened around the stack of papers she held. “Matthew, this is… wildly inappropriate,” she hissed, but her voice cracked. Matt’s grin widened. He leaned back in his chair, shameless. His cock throbbed hard and filthy, stroking harder under the desk. “Inappropriate?” he drawled. “Yeah, maybe. But you’re still standing there watching me. You could’ve walked away.”

He's blessing with wet kisses, hugs, and words of endearment. Something I've never felt. After everything I've done to have him to myself, I fail. And that witch won. No, I can't let this love fester. I can't let it mature into something meaningful. This is a taboo. A huge one the world should know. Father and…daughter? Never! I growl, watching the last of their intimate pictures, my heart burning… TBC.

I smiled to myself and kept going. “I imagine him fucking me on the bed, on the floor, on the couch… even in the sacred place no one else is allowed to enter. I imagine him taking me late at night where he preaches to everyone.” “Make it simpler,” he said. “Tell him directly. He might be more open-minded than you think.” I laughed softly. “Aren’t these things supposed to be taboo? You always preach that they’re only for marriage.” “Sometimes… you have to take risks.”

“It might be a taboo, but who cares? For someone like me, I can desire for that thing.” “You what now?” “Nothing, I am just glad that you are threating me as your friend.” From those seemingly innocent smiles, hides his growing lust. The sin that is a casual thing to begin with and especially towards him who is an embodiment of one. The taboo that everyone might call it is something that is natural to the ones like him. A desire and a shift of emotion that he wanted and fast. “One day and another, I shall have what I desire the most.” “DON’T you get it, Tucker?”

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

If anything, she shifted slightly, as if testing me. “Is something wrong?” she asked, her voice soft. I took a sip of water, debating whether I should say it. “You’re nineteen,” I murmured. “And I’m thirty-five.” She blinked, then tilted her head, as if trying to figure out why I was bringing it up now. “So?” I let out a low chuckle. “It’s taboo, Ariana.” Her lips curved into a small, knowing smile. “Maybe for you.” She took another bite of food, as if this conversation wasn’t unraveling something dark between us—something we both wanted but shouldn’t.

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.

Every thrust made my body shake. His heavy balls slapped against my clit. My juices ran down my thighs. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back while fucking me. His other hand reached around and rubbed my clit fast. “You like that?” he growled in my ear. “You like your stepbrother’s cock stretching this pussy?” “Yes… fuck yes,” I moaned. The taboo words made me even wetter. He fucked me faster. The kitchen filled with the sound of his skin slapping against mine and my loud, shameless moans.

I lightly brushed his chest. “I can see you want it to,” I whispered. “Don’t deny yourself pleasure.” He jumped and turned to face me. “I cast out the devil, Father return your daughter to a pure heart,” he said, clutching his crucifix tightly, muttering Latin words. I chuckled softly. “No one can stop the devil today… not even God. But let’s see if he can withstand temptation.” I sat on the chair and spread my legs open, I wore a flare skirt with nothing underneath.