Real Taboo Stories Novels & Stories

“The body cleansing thing? With your stepdad and your brothers?” Heat flooded my face, and I nodded. “Ethan, Ryan, and my stepdad. All three of them are going to fuck me. It’s a tradition. They call it a body cleansing ceremony and they say it marks me as a woman in the family.” My voice cracked a little. “No limits or holding back.” Saying it out sent a fresh rush of slick heat between my legs. I squeezed my thighs harder trying to ease the ache but it only made it worse.

I literally felt so fulfilled. After a moment, Aunt was laying her back against the headboard; I was laying my back against her while her husband, still on the floor, on his feet, rubbing his cock, putting lube on it. I imagined he didn't like struggling. It was in this moment, when my aunt was kissing my back, holding me in place, almost as if I were about to run or something, that she was whispering in my ears that I should take her husband's cock in my wet teen pussy, did I believe that taboo sex was really happening in this world, not just staged in p**n.

and if he wants to do more, I will probably let him. Part 2 ... Embarrassed and humiliated, I returned to base that night feeling terrible about myself. Back in the barracks, I stood under a hot shower for longest time hoping to wash away the shame. I had had casual sex with men before that. But they were men at least close to my age and with whom I had some level of sexual attraction. Gebhard was neither of those things.

“That call… was it one of your women? The way you talked to her… it made me ache again. Is that bad?” I sighed, rubbing my neck. “Lara, we need to talk about earlier. What we did… it was wrong. I’m your uncle. This can’t keep going.” She sat up slowly, letting the shirt slip just enough to tease. Her full breasts pressed against the thin fabric, nipples visible. “I know it’s wrong. Everyone would say it’s wrong. But it shouldn’t be an issue that I want you to teach me. I trust you more than any guy out there. Those boys at school? They’d fumble and laugh. You make me feel safe… and so wet. Like in the books I read. The heroines always give in to the one man who knows how to handle them. I wa

As he bent me over his desk once more, sliding back inside me with one deep thrust, I knew this was only the beginning of our real story. The guilt was still there, the fear was still there too, but so was he. And for now, that was enough. **The End** Story 4: Next page 👉 👉 👉

he growled, kicking my legs apart. I obeyed, water running down my back. His cock rubbed between my ass cheeks, thick and hot. “Ryan... condom?” I asked, voice shaking. “Raw. Like I promised.” He spat on his hand, slicked his cock, and pushed the fat head against my hole. “Gonna breed this stepbrother ass.” He thrust in hard. The stretch burned like fire as he sank deep in one long stroke. I cried out, the sound echoing off the tiles.

Even if we did stay and I let her make up some fake embarrassing stories, I don't want her 60 year old mind to go overboard and make me really embarrassed. If she's going to say an embarrassing story, I'll deal with the 'Peed in the bed' story, or a 'Calling my teacher Mama' story. One of my real embarrassing stories would be when my real grandma Dila Day, caught me masturbating in my room when I was sixteen and let me tell you, dinner that night was really awkward. We had to hold hands to pray for our food and guess who's hand I was holding?...Grandma Dila. Ever since that day, grandma Dila made sure to never sit by me at the dinner table ever again.

[ AMAYA ] I sat quietly in the gazebo, the cool evening air doing absolutely nothing to cool the sudden, fierce heat spreading beneath my skin. Just a few feet away, the two most powerful and breathtaking men in the entire pack were locked in a tense discussion about the rogues that had been terrorizing our borders. One of them was my mate. The other... was the Alpha.

THEMES: Public danger, anonymous possession and shame kink KINKS: CnC fantasy, breeding talk, public risk, clothing ripping, praise & degradation mix, light restraint and humiliation arousal --- "I haven't finished yet!!" "Fuck off you horny bitch! I can't kill myself because you." I scoff at this, "You didn't even last more than 5 minutes!!!" However my boyfriend doesn't even look at me and rolls over to his side of the bed, keeping his back to me.

For hours, about things they’d never really talked about since all this began. Lucas’s hand shook when he admitted he’d never been with a man, never even let himself think about it. Ryan’s voice lowered when he confessed he had, years ago, in college experimented but hadn’t touched another man since because it scared him how much he liked it. Zoe listened, like really listened, and then said the words that broke the dam. “So what if we all touch each other? What if we figure this out together?”