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Frank finally looked up from his newspaper, raising an eyebrow at the tension between my mother and me. Pamela, undeterred, leaned forward. "Fine, not Chloe. But what about that older woman? The one you mentioned seeing a few months ago?" I froze, my fork hovering mid-air. I set it down deliberately, meeting my mother's gaze. "I don't have any woman in my life, Mom. And honestly, I'd prefer if you respected my decisions." Pamela sighed, leaning back in her chair. "I just want what's best for you."

"Taking your cousin's cock like a good girl." They started moving together,Damon thrust deep and steady, whispering dirty loving words. "This pussy belongs to family now and no one else will ever feel how perfect you are." Lily wrapped her legs around him, meeting every thrust,the taboo made it intense knowing his blood was the same as hers, that this was forbidden but felt like coming home. He flipped her over, taking her from behind, one hand rubbing her clit while he pounded harder Lily came again, her pussy squeezing around him, soaking the sheets,the pleasure was so strong she saw stars.

I drank countless amounts of strange-tasting concoctions and got an endless number of ovulation injections. It was only after that that I finally had this child. My parents would shed tears every time they saw the things I did to get pregnant. When I first got pregnant, they weren't concerned about the baby in my belly. Instead, they were relieved that I no longer had to drink those strange herbal concoctions for the sake of getting pregnant. And now, Cameron himself had murdered his child. No one in the whole family knew about it—not even I, the person involved, found out until afterward.

I’m supposed to be getting over him, but he’s not letting me. “Who are you texting?” my mom asks. “No one,” I lie, setting my phone down and forcing myself to be present. We move to the living room with dessert, and my mom starts talking about her birthday party tomorrow — about how she had a fight with Lauren and uninvited her because Lauren apparently came onto Clayton. Leo and I leave shortly after my mom starts making out with Clayton, neither of us needing to say a word. Clayton’s daughters just laugh it off. “They’re always like this after three glasses of wine,” they say. Apparently, they have dinner together every week.

I thought the sessions with the psychologist would be more difficult. The topics we address are heavy, yet I find it easy to open up to her. Like Jane, I’m a very reserved person, and it embarrasses me to admit that I endured severe psychological abuse from my husband. I'm also ashamed of having had a lover. According to the values I was raised with, that was immoral—no different than being a prostitute. And on top of all that, I danced in a nightclub where illegal dealings took place.

Behind closed doors, the rules don’t exist. Welcome to a world of dark cravings, intense control, and the intoxicating thrill of the forbidden. This sizzling compilation brings together a collection of raw, high-stakes erotic stories where boundaries are crossed, inhibitions are shredded, and surrender is the only option. In Book One: Escapades with Step daddy, nineteen-year-old Ella Monroe's wicked fantasies become a dangerous reality when she is caught spying on her stepfather, Sebastian. What follows is a frantic, high-risk game of lust played right under her mother's nose—filled with breathless encounters, sharp commands, and an addiction neither of them can control. From taboo

“He’s… not real, right? But I can see him. I’ve heard you sometimes… scream late at night. Moaning, gasping. I thought you were watching something sexual and masturbating, but this… please Can I… touch him?” Lucian looked at me, he got furious and aroused. “You brought her here? Into my world, without my consent??” “She won’t tell anyone Lucian ,” I said quickly, my voice damn shaking. Lucian’s angry face was scary. “Sophie let me explain everything…he’s real here okay?. These books you see are fantasies that make things happen. Whatever sex you read from this erotic series, you would feel it. You want to feel it too?”

I did exactly what he said, draping myself over the couch arm, my tits pressing into the cushions and my ass up high. I reached back spreading my cheeks showing him my cum filled pussy. “Look at what you did to me. Your son’s wife is all sloppy and ready for more of your dick. Fuck me deep this time. I want to feel you hit the bottom and make me scream.” My clit pulsed waiting for him and I wiggled my hips back inviting him in. The taboo of it all hit me hard. My husband's dad was about to pound me again right where we watched movies together.