Reality Taboo Novels & Stories

"It's just, it's stupid. "Nothing you can tell me is stupid baby. What's wrong?" Naudia sighs. "I- I have never been with a highschool boy before, so I don't know if they can satisfy me or not." She pauses and whispers the last part. "I have never been with anyone before."

RISK REALITY ITSELF FOR EMOTION? "Yes." *FOOLISH. DANGEROUS. LOVE IS TEMPORARY. REALITY IS ETERNAL.* "Is it?" Kade's voice came through the network. *Because from where I exist—scattered across your precious barriers—reality looks pretty fragile. One person willing to love hard enough, and it changes. Transforms.* *YOU ARE AN ABERRATION. A MISTAKE. YOU SHOULD NOT EXIST IN YOUR CURRENT FORM.* "But I do. And I'm not alone. Look around. Fifteen realities. Thousands of beings learning to exist distributed. All choosing connection over your rules."

KATRINA "I wish, we can be like this forever." She said wholeheartedly. "Bitch, forever does not exist. Dream on!" "You really know how to ruin the good atmosphere, Kat!" "I'm just saying the truth, Tina." "What truth? That forever doesn't exist? You know what? If forever really does not exist it shouldn't be in the dictionary in the first place." "Dictionary has it but people don't have it." I said in contrary and rolled my eyes.

“How could they not?“ Richard retorted. “You're one absurd personality. Your absurdity clicked perfectly with the story's.“ Richard gave a fake beam, rubbing at his jawline. “Are you trying to get me cackling?“ Arthur asked. “If so, then try something else. Calling me absurd isn't doing the trick.“ “No. On the contrary, I'm being very serious. Something I haven't been in a long time. You're absurd. I think it's about time you realize that.“ “How so?“ Arthur leaned back on his chair, awaiting whatever reasons he had for calling him absurd. “For starters? You've never been seen with any female. That includes humans and animals. You avoid that gender like they were some plague.“ Arthur tensed a

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.

Azzura said as she looked at her mother suspiciously. Mrs Gaia stopped walking briefly “listen carefully Azzura i don't want to speak about it anymore so please forget it” Mrs Gaia said. “Their names are not to be mentioned, it is a taboo in the world we are in” she said again. “A taboo?” Azzura repeated in surprise. “But you have called the name no less than 5 times today and yet nothing seem to have happen except you being paranoid or should I say anxious for no reason” Azzura said as she fixed her gaze on her mother.

I stroked myself slowly at first, watching the familiar performers go through their routines—vanilla stuff I’d seen so many times I could predict every moan. But tonight nothing clicked. The usual spark refused to catch. Frustration coiled tight in my gut. Just close the tab, I told myself, teeth clenched. Go to bed like a normal person. Instead, my finger clicked on another video, then another. Minutes bled into hours. The room grew warmer, my skin slick with sweat. I kept going, chasing something I couldn’t name, even as my mind screamed at me to stop. When I finally edged close to the peak, I stared at the woman on screen pressing her tits together, spilling soft flesh over the top of a t

I was just scrolling through I*******m when I caught a old gym shot of Leo —shirtless, sweat glistening on those rock-hard abs. My thumb hovered around his abs. Then my mind drifted to a few weeks ago, his bathroom tap had gone haywire. He had barged into my bathroom without permission, and I saw him completely naked as he took his shower. I’d seen everything—his thick dick hanging heavy, the lines of muscle disappearing lower. I’d slammed the door and acted disgusted, but the image had burned into my brain. It haunted me in the shower, late at night when my hand slipped under the covers without thinking, imagining his dick in my tight pussy.

This has nothing to do with the moon. Maya… No. You don’t get to dismiss what I feel. I’m not some stupid kid with a crush. I know exactly what I want. And what’s that? You. All of you. Forever.* I hit send before I can second-guess it. Let him think I’m crazy. Let him think it’s too much, too fast. It’s the truth. The three dots appear, disappear, appear again. *Fuck. Is that all you have to say?

I moaned, trembling, my body slick, my pussy still throbbing around him. He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear, whispering filthy commands as he gripped us both in his hands. “This is the unholiest thing you’ll ever feel… and you’re going to crave every second of it.” My body quaked at the thought. This wasn’t just sex… this was taboo, raw, and filthy, and I wanted every second. Every rough thrust, every cruel touch, every filthy word from him.