Novel & Cerita Nifty Taboo Stories

He said he was going to kill me after fucking me. My mind grew lighter, my thoughts became hazier, and I almost didn’t notice the way his body shifted. Moving away from mine.He removed his hand and backed away.It took me a few seconds to realize that he wasn’t standing on top of me anymore. And then I felt his touch on the insides of my legs.“Tell me, puppy, why do you sleep naked?” His voice was gentle, and so was his touch.“Because it makes your sleep better.”A spank landed on my thigh.“And is good for your skin,” I continued.Spank hit the other one as well.“Now, puppy, tell me again.” He took a break. “But this time without lying.”I grinned. If he wasn’t a fucking killer, we would’ve gott

I raised my brows, already liking their conversation until I heard my name. “Trust me, it's not gonna be difficult.” Cole simply said. “Fucking Cynthia will be so easy for me.” I froze and the world around me seemed to narrow into a sharp ringing sound. “What?” another friend barked out laughing. “No way. Cynthia? Dude, she barely even looks at anybody.” “That’s exactly why it’ll work,” Cole replied smoothly. “She acts cold, emotionally unavailable, whatever. But girls like that always crack eventually.” My stomach twisted and I should’ve walked away Instead, I stayed hidden near the staircase like an idiot. “So what’s the bet again?” Jake asked.

My own handwriting stared back at me in bold black ink: MY BUCKET LIST (Thirty before thirty… or before I chicken out completely) 1. Swim naked in the ocean at midnight 2. Kiss someone under fireworks 3. Get a tattoo I can’t explain to my mother 4. Quit my soul-crushing job without a safety net 5. Fall in love so hard it hurt 6. Have sex that makes me forget my own name 7. Be touched as I’ve never been touched before slow, deliberate, filthy, worshipful. No rush. No mercy. Just hands. Mouth. Cock. Knowing exactly what they’re doing to me.

Without really meaning to, he ended up clicking over to one of his favorite p**n sites, an open forum where amateur nude photos of women were the bread and butter. He clicked on a promising looking link, and gawked at the screen as he clicked through a photoset of an insanely attractive woman around hismom’s age. She slowly stripped her clothes off, photo by photo, giving him a slow, still striptease, and exciting Billy’s cock into a state of rock hardness. “Have you had any luck?” “The door swung open, and his mom stepped in through it. Billy only just barely had enough time to click to a different tab.

“This doesn’t just seduce you. It ruins you for anyone else… including any normal life next door. You’re my dirty little secret now.” I slipped back home leaking and addicted, knowing I’d be back tomorrow. The next few days became a dangerous game. Tyler fucked me in his garage while Lauren was at yoga. He fingered me under the table during a neighborhood potluck. Once, he pulled me into his bathroom while Lauren was in the shower and made me ride him on the toilet, hand over my mouth the entire time. Each time he filled me. Each time he told me I was his. But the real risk came on Friday night.

She bowed her head looking at her fingers at she thought of what to answer. “I Didn’t know you liked getting your fingers buried in your cunt, moaning my name like a little slut.” Her thighs clenched hard together. Ethan saw it, the way her knees pressed inward, trying to trap the fresh pool of wetness between her legs. He smirked. “You’re doing it again. Squeezing like that’s gonna hide how soaked you are.” Maya swallowed. “I… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…” “Bullshit.” He stepped closer.

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

Everything else could wait. --- Tabby

“Then prove it. Tell Zara and the camera what a pathetic, cock-starved little toy you are.” “I’m a pathetic cock-starved slut,” I cried out, voice breaking as Zara pinched my clit hard. “I’ve been empty for over a year and it’s driving me insane. Please ruin me with your cock, Axel. Fuck me like the dirty lesbian whore I am while your sister uses my mouth. Tie me down, edge me until I scream, make me squirt all over your dickb– I don’t care anymore. Just please… please shove that big cock inside me and let me cum. I’ll be your perfect little fucktoy. I swear.”

"I came to tell you something, not to drink for you." Cecilia smirked, sizing me up. "Wanna know what Henry said when he lost at truth or dare?" She leaned in, her cheap perfume practically choking me. "He said you're not even worth one of my fingers. Otherwise, why would he give you such a SPECIAL engagement gift? Isn't that right?" I stepped back instinctively, keeping space between us. "I'm talking to Henry. No need for you to jump in and flex. I don't care what he has to say."