Nifty Taboo Stories Novels & Stories

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

Tabitha stated, repositioning herself to talk to Blake, who sat on her bed. “So what’s your excuse?” Blake asked, looking at Tabby. “I’m reevaluating this person who we were looking to promote, but he has a very unique fetish that only came to light tonight,” Tabby said, placing her tablet to the side to conduct a conversation with Blake. “Oh? What fetish this rising star has, if I might ask?” Blake asked, almost knowing in his heart. “He loves pregnant women and becomes their subordinate in the presence of them,” Tabby said shyly.

THEME: Dark, Intrusive, Taboo Stranger Encounter. KINKS: Stranger sex, voyeurism, rough dominance, forced orgasm, consensual non-consent sex. I wake up with a start, ... Not even knowing why. My skin tingles and I sit up, noticing that my apartment is quiet. I blink severally, adjusting my eyes to the darkness slowly while I look around nervously. The streetlight outside is throwing pale light across my floor and my room is still they way it was when I went to bed---- nothing looks out of place---- but I can’t shake off the feeling that jolted me awake.

"Never done it before, but taking two cocks sounds very delicious." "Only you would think fucking two men at once would be a blast," Her other friend, Taylor, giggled and held up her glass of wine. "If you want it, I know a place." "Oh my gosh, for real?" Nina gasped. Nina was very comfortable in her body and sexuality. She always went after what she wanted: sex, money, fame, what Nina wanted, Nina made sure she got. "Will you stop that?" Rose blushed, staring at Taylor and Nina in disbelief. "You're making everyone look at us."

she says panting quietly and I pull out my fingers from between her legs. I want to lick it too and know what she tastes like but…I need to be the voice of reasoning between the both of us. “What we just did is a taboo…we shouldn't do it again” I say to her and before she can respond, dad parks the car. “Liam and Gianna, you'll share a tent” dad says. We already knew, but hearing it again after what we just did speaks of a lot of forbidden things waiting for us.

I moaned, trembling, my body slick, my pussy still throbbing around him. He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear, whispering filthy commands as he gripped us both in his hands. “This is the unholiest thing you’ll ever feel… and you’re going to crave every second of it.” My body quaked at the thought. This wasn’t just sex… this was taboo, raw, and filthy, and I wanted every second. Every rough thrust, every cruel touch, every filthy word from him.

There was a line of women waiting for the cubicles. They were wearing high class dresses and sipping glass flutes of white wine. I couldn’t have looked more out of place. “If you could lie down dear” said Mrs Jones. I did so without question. A lady with a posh white dress came over. She dropped her knickers to the floor and stepped out of them. She then proceeded to stand over me her legs spread wide over my face. I could clearly see her cunt which was bald and completely shaven. Her pussy was tight and perfectly formed. She hoisted up her dress and then relieved herself. The droplets of pee landed on my face. It certainly smelt and tasted different like a bad white wine. I licked my lips.

And he was addicted to his little girl’s tight pussy. This was only the first story in the book of our sins. There were ninety-nine more ways to damn ourselves still waiting. And I could not wait to fall even deeper.

Incest was a serious taboo for the tribe, with the small population avoiding incest was why they kept detailed records going back a thousand years. Sam went all 'playful kitten' on him. "Well, 'telling' is one way to do it. But parts are rather complicated so it might be easier if I showed you..." "Sounds better!" "Of course, this little tale had two females... so I have to wonder, is that little slut you brought back from Detroit... was it Nia? Is she available?" "She is not here, so it is just the two of us... unless you want to ask one of your people..."

The taboo thrill of my father’s best friend—forty-five to my twenty-one—claiming me so completely. By the time we left for the lawyer’s office, my panties were damp again, and I could feel the shift. Caretaking was turning into something hungrier. And I wasn’t sure I wanted to stop it.