Orgy Stories Novels & Stories

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

My first orgasm crashed through me, making my walls clench tightly around him as waves of pleasure made me shake consistently. He did not stop. This time he flipped onto my back and drove into me again. This time deeper and hitting the perfect spot with every thrust. Sweat slicked our bodies as he leaned down to kiss me. “Look at me Freya,” he commanded. Our eyes locked and something shifted inside me. He kept fucking me through another orgasm then a third. My body shook uncontrollably. He would whisper dirty promises between his lips. “…going to fill this pussy with my seed and breed you deep till you’re dripping with me.”

When the last drop of cum had dribbled out of his prick, they collapsed into each others arms, still vaguely aware of the cries and moans of the other couples. Slowly recovering from his explosive climax, Thomas was listening to the ever-increasing noise and excitement of the orgies going on all around them. The still night air was filled with the sounds of unabated passion and lust. It was a weather orgy house, each room filled with different orgy parties. Hearing a wild squeal that seemed vaguely familiar, he glanced over at the group of naked people writhing around on a mattress about five or six feet to his left. There was a girl with long blonde hair, crouched on her hands and knees suc

"By that time I was horny too. We were all naked, their hands were all over our naked bodies touching and feeling us. The guy I was dancing for sort of looked at me expecting the same treatment his friends were getting so it wasn't too long before I caved into the peer pressure and found myself on my knees blowing my guy and not much longer after that before I spread my legs so he could enter me. The room was filled with moans of pleasure as everyone was fucking. It was quite a turn on to look over my shoulder seeing the other couples too. At one point all three of us girls were bent over the sofa with the guys fucking us from behind and switching girls. After a while, I didn't know which gu

Oanez let out a guttural sound from the back of her throat as Aleric stepped trailed and slipped a finger inside Oanez's wide open p*ssy. Then the old woman laid on the floor, and she watched as her husband mounted her, his manhood disappearing and up into the woman, and appearing seconds later. Horror, fear, anger, and disgust held her in place as they continued their tryst. Dimly, she became aware that the other witches in the hall were now engaged in different sexual acts of their own. "Wanna Join, cunt?" laughed a witch in her face as another stopped dove n and began to s*ck the woman's

Workaholic Owen hears a woman's voice coming from his bathroom during a power outage. When he finds out that his newest neighbour, Meg, is terrified of the dark, he does what good neighbours do: helps her out of the shower. This story is part of the When The Lights Go Out universe. These stories do not need to be read in any particular order; they all revolve around the same event, but are stand alone pieces. *** People were always surprised when I told them what I did for a living.

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

4. PREYE We walked back to the room after dinner, the campus lights casting long shadows on the path. My body was still buzzing from that shower orgasm and everything that happened with Lisa earlier. Her creamy cum, the way she licked her fingers clean without shame, the flirty shit at the table,it all stuck in my head like a dirty movie on repeat. I’m straight, I kept telling myself. Big cocks, rough hands, getting tied up and fucked senseless. But Lisa’s hungry stares were doing something weird to my pussy, making it tingle even now.

⚠️Content Disclaimer: This story contains graphic depictions of explicit sexual acts, including oral sex, anonymous encounters, public restroom settings, gloryhole scenes, multiple partners, and themes of sexual degradation, exhibitionism, and female submission. The content is intended for mature audiences aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is strongly advised. All characters depicted in sexual situations are consenting adults over the age of 18. This is a work of fiction and should not be interpreted as an endorsement of unsafe or non-consensual sexual behavior.

If anyone else was left in the house, I was sure they could all hear the moans clearly. Hell, if I hadn't had my mouth full of cock, my own moans would've been mingling with theirs. I couldn't remember ever being this horny. How I'd managed not to come already was a miracle. The guy on the left, the one who'd bust in first and invited himself to the orgy, was the first to come. He gripped the pillow next to him and let out a guttural moan as I bobbed up and down on his cock. Seconds later, my mouth was flooded with hot, sticky cum, which I eagerly swallowed up. I licked his still throbbing manhood clean, then turned to focus on the other guy.