Porn Literature Novels & Stories

“What can I say? I asked for rough and he delivered. Hands tied to the headboard, spanked raw, fucked so hard I saw stars and squirted all over the sheets multiple times. Girl, I think my pussy is ruined in the best way possible.” Zoe burst out laughing, leaning against Mia for support. “Ruined? Babe, you’re glowing like you just discovered the meaning of life through dick. Spill everything. Was he big? Did he talk dirty? Did you beg?” I leaned in closer, voice dropping but still teasing. “Huge. And yes he pounded me like he was trying to break the bed. Called me his good little slut while he slapped my boobs and asd. I came so many times I lost count. And when he finally filled me up… God,

“You want our cum, don’t you? Want us to breed you like a cheap whore?” I nodded frantically, tears streaming, my body trembling on the edge of orgasm. Tyler took over my mouth while Kai moved to my ass. He spat generously on my tight hole, working one finger in, then two, stretching me open. “Not yet,” Kai warned when I whimpered. “But soon. We’re going to ruin every hole tonight.” The double penetration in my pussy grew faster and more brutal. Leo and Marcus were groaning and grunting like animals, their cocks sliding together inside me, making wet, obscene sounds.

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.

I begged, the aphrodisiac in my system screaming for the total invasion. Dante was eager, his patience finally snapping. He withdrew his hand, the sound of slick friction loud in the quiet room. He took the bottle and drenched the entire length of his dick. "Take it, Ariel. Take every fucking inch," Dante growled as he pressed the head against my asshole and began to push. Slowly. Torturously. I felt my skin stretching, the fullness of him invading a space that had never known a man of his size. He lifted his hips, his voice breaking into those unintelligible rambles I loved.

They smelled like fresh pussy. It made my clit tingle. I couldn’t believe I had just sniffed Aurora’s underwear. What a rush. I dropped the panties back where they were and started in her drawers. In her drawer she had some lotion, finger nail clippers, various perfumes, and a book. In the bottom drawer is where the fun began. She had three dildos of various sizes, lube, vibrators, and a porn magazine. I grabbed the porn magazine and started to flip through it. There was a naked posing for each season. There was a picture of a blonde girl licking the pussy of a brown-haired girl. I wonder if this turned Aurora on as much as it did me.

I had a mischievous grin as I asked, "What kind do you like?" "Girls together and couples, but not the crazy, fake moaning ones. There's this website I'm on all the time that has a subreddit for something called passion porn. A bunch of it is amateur stuff, but the people love each other or have a really strong connection that you can see. It totally gets me off. What about you?"

I couldn’t help but wonder what would matter more if I was caught. My awkward posture or the sight of my horny face and the sound of my fingers hitting the walls of my wet pussy. Fuck!! That was all the fuel I needed to work it harder. I didn’t care that my slippery music was now louder or that my hand had involuntarily slipped away from my mouth, allowing loud moans to escape from it. You should care if you’re touching yourself in a public bathroom. At least dignified women do….but like I said, it’s a craze.

I spun her around fast, her back to my chest then shoved her forward until her palms slapped the wall. I hiked her robe up in one rough tug. No panties. Her pussy was already soaked: lips glistening and swollen. I plunged two fingers inside without warning. She gasped, her knees buckling. “You say I’m lying but you’re soaking wet, huh?” I pumped slow, curling deep into her wet flesh. She moaned high, broken, hips twitching as if they were about to pass out. “You all are the same,” I growled against her ear. “Hungry and fucked up. So why don’t you just embrace it? Embrace the darkness.”

Do I need to tell him that I have not had another boy or man touch me, and he is the only man I have ever had? "Like a depravity. Fuck, Moh, do you have any idea how long I have wanted to break you open like this?" Then, he began to move. He didn't start slow. He withdrew until he was almost out, the friction of the withdrawal making me whimper, before slamming back into me with a rhythmic, brutal force. The bookshelf groaned behind us, the wood creaking with every thrust. I was a puppet in his hands, my body jolting with the impact of his weight.

“If it isn’t little Lia the nerd. Come to watch the show?” “I—I’m sorry,” she stammered, clutching her books tighter. Her nipples hardened against her bra. “I didn’t mean to—” “But you’re not leaving.” He turned fully toward her now, cock still in hand, bold and unashamed. A bead of precum glistened at the slit. “You like what you see, don’t you?” Lia’s mouth went dry. Her pussy throbbed. She had touched herself hundreds of times thinking of him, but this was real.