Mother And Son Taboo Novels & Stories

That is impossible, that is an abomination. That is highly prohibited. Those rules were one of the first l read from Crescent Book of Old. "Such a thing has never happened before, Zena. We can never have them as mates. Nonetheless, having a family with them. That is impossible. It is prohibited under the Moon,” My mother scolds. "I don't understand why it has to be prohibited, Mother,” She argued, “Imagine having a human for a mate and boom you both can't be mates because it is outlawed," Zena shakes her head dismissively.

Even though I'm all grown up now, I’m still not over the trauma my step mother has inflicted on me over the years as a lesson whenever I made a mistake, goodness knows what she would make out of the situation if she were to find out I had broken the rules this time as well— since she claims the moon goddess somehow speaks through her. “Are you here to see Alpha Voss?” He asked. “Yes, but not Ethan, his father.” I answered simply. I knew Ethan wouldn’t be coming down to his father’s cooperation today. He texted me that he was out of the pack and even if I didn't believe him, I followed my gut. Beta Taylor didn’t hesitate to take me along and soon the elevator we were in came to a stop. “You

“You’re... fucking me.” I nodded, though in my head I couldn’t help but note that it was really she who was fucking me. The thought instantly brought my attention back to the taboo at hand. She was my mother, and my dick was inside of her, and... Nothing had ever felt so good before in my entire life. Mom began to bounce up in down on my cock, and it took all of my self-control to not cry out in ecstasy. We’d crossed the ultimate boundary, and now that I’d seen what was on the other side of it, I never wanted to go back.

I protested. "Why shouldn't I? You are an adult now. There is absolutely nothing wrong with us discussing matters of that nature," she replied, letting out a soft chuckle. Mom's demeanor made it seem as though she regarded me as one of her high-society socialite friends, someone she could casually gossip with about bedroom antics. I recalled a time not too long ago when I had accidentally overheard Mom and her circle sharing explicit stories regarding intimacy with their respective husbands. Back then, viewing such discussions as strictly taboo, I had chosen to immediately distance myself, harboring zero interest in listening.

Honestly it was a twisted feeling going on in my mind right now, do I want him as a father or I just wanted him to do the things I had seen in videos to me. My screen was flooded with videos. Humans called it taboo but were still practicing it. I saw a post filled with so many rules about who could love whom and whose eyes were allowed to wander. Honestly I didn't care if it was a taboo or sin. I wasn't human entirely, so I was not binded to this rule. Beside after making me look hideous the least my mum could do for me was to give me her husband right. I know I lacked morals, but don't forget I am not like everyone, I am special. Suddenly a thought dropped in my mind. It was a dark, wild th

I love the feeling of being used, of my mouth being nothing but a hole for his pleasure. Suddenly, a sharp ringtone cuts through the air. Tristan groans in frustration, his hips stilling for a split second. He doesn’t pull out, though. He reaches into his pocket with his free hand, checking the screen. I glance up; the name "Valeria" flashes on the display. My mother. He looks down at me, a wicked smirk playing on his lips. He shushes me, placing a finger over his mouth, then taps the button to answer.

His flesh was now glistening as more and more precum oozed from that mushroom-shaped tip. "Yes, baby," she confessed. "Not until I saw your cock and call out dirty things you should never, ever say." Levi groaned and squeezed his rigid cock flesh tighter. His mother was just now seeing how much he loved her watching him. Maybe just watching and being watched would be enough for them without resorting to actual fucking to satisfy themselves. No one could ever come back from anything as wrong as mother-son incest. What they'd been doing so far was already bad enough, but at least she could hold her head up and tell herself she wasn't one of those desperate women who fuck their own sons.

“Please fuck me deep and slow at first, Daddy. I surrender completely to you. I need your cock more than I need my old life. Ruin me one last time before your son comes home.” He started thrusting with long, powerful strokes. The sex felt intense and full of real emotion. Every movement made me feel claimed in the deepest way. “You are my dirty little secret,” he groaned while holding me close. “My son’s ex-girlfriend begging for her stepfather’s cock. Does knowing how wrong this is make you wetter?” I dug my nails into his back and cried out. “Yes, it does, Daddy. It makes me so wet. Please do not stop. I need this taboo relationship. I am addicted to the way you make me feel.”

How could she not see love as something special? "Never say that again, that you don't care what my son may feel or not, you forget about all that and you will be because let me anticipate something, here, in the world in which we live, in the world in which the son of Brandon is going to be born, betrayals are very frequent and ask me, I had to see a thousand and one times the way Brandon's father walked in front of me with a thousand and one different women, do you think I cared? All I wanted was to have the power that I still have and you should do the same, if you see my son here and there, if you start to notice that he doesn't come home, please don't make a fuss. Live life, dear Tábata

Gavin starts talking again. "You are young though, I'm sure you don't want a kid. Especially not with some old guy that happens to be your brother's dad. I, we can go to the store tomorrow and get you one of those pills. I'm sorry Naudia. I should have used a condom, I just got carried away because you are so sexy and I have wanted you for so long." Gavin rambles and I smile.