Reality Taboo Novels & Stories

I wanted to be fed with cock, slapped with cock, bent over, and dicked down like there was no tomorrow. With how addictive p**n was, I couldn’t keep relying on it or pleasuring myself all the time, especially with my family around. I could be caught. And when I am, my mom will think I am sinful and corrupt and might send me to a priest for confession or even ship me off to some religious reform facility. I couldn’t afford that. Not while I was waiting to get into college like everyone else my age. So one morning, after everyone had left, I found myself walking towards the park toilet.

Not sure what was going through her mind, I turned my attention back to the plates. "Look—" her voice echoed behind me and then I realized she had walked to meet me. I turned to face her and then she said herself into my arms. The way she hugged me made me lose my voice. I couldn't utter any word neither could I hear anything aside her heartbeat. "I really wish things are not this way but we can't change reality. We're good but we can't last. What we have is a taboo and I don't know how else to tell you that it's not okay to keep—"

"But I would like to say that this is what relationships be. When love is gone, it is gone. No one knows when the happiness that belongs to us will suddenly come. It's all so unexpected." "We may have all made certain mistakes in the process, to a greater or lesser extent. But I hope you won't magnify such domestic matters. Although we are not stars, we are public figures to some extent. But at the same time, we are also ordinary people, with all the feelings and desires common to all human beings." "There is nothing wrong with that. But in the eyes of the public, this relationship between us is called taboo." "Then I would like to ask rhetorically. I’m free. I am not related to Liam, and I

“Now, Roman. Do it right this second, or I’ll send that video straight to your department head. Think about it— the headlines would destroy you. Freshman caught spying on library staff with dirty pictures. Your scholarship would vanish, your whole reputation ruined before you even get started.” My hands started moving almost without thinking, fingers fumbling with the buttons on my shirt as I pulled it off. She’s not bluffing— I can see it in her eyes. This is happening for real. I kicked off my shoes next, then shoved down my jeans, stepping out of them until I was standing there completely naked, my skin breaking out in goosebumps from the chill in the room. My cock was still half-hard fro

“I know. But it’s taboo. Look at your tattoo. It’s a mark. I wasn’t sure about this before but now, I am. If you speak about it, it’ll break a rule and you’ll suffer greatly. You’ll die in terrible pain.” Huh? What did he mean by dying of terrible pain? Telling the truth to someone would hurt me. Taboo? No one told me anything. No one… No… There was something I was missing, like a distant memory. But my body couldn’t handle all the stress and pain. So, I fainted. I lost sensation of my body and a dream, maybe a memory started playing in front of me. There was something in the air. Fear engulfed me. I wanted to wake up.

The way I kept pulling her in just to push her back again. And the worst part? I didn’t even know how to fix it. Because the truth was simple, even if I didn’t like it. Sometimes I just wanted her. No logic. No restraint. Just that pull, sharp and immediate. And other times, I needed that line between us to be clear— solid, undeniable— so neither of us could pretend this was anything other than what it was. Taboo. Dangerous. Something that couldn’t be allowed to spiral. The elevator stopped again, and the doors opened to my floor.

I waved back, feeling Tyler’s cum still leaking down my thighs. **Be warned.** This doesn’t just seduce you. It ruins you for anyone else. For any future. For any hope of a normal life next door. Once you cross that fence… there’s no going back.

Maeve was a fucking witch, one who seemed to have mastered her craft so dangerously well. Most people think having three dicks is a dream. They don’t understand the reality of living with it— the stares, the creepy fetishists who treated me like a circus animal, the women who ran after seeing me naked. On the flip side, there were the ones who became obsessed in the absolute worst ways, treating me like a machine instead of a human being. I was completely done hiding it, done feeling like a monster. Today, I was going to make it rain. “Marcus Kane,” the assistant called. “You’re up.”

he said, voice perfectly casual, “what does Bataille mean when he says the sacred is only possible through profanation?” The room went quiet. Every eye turned to her. Ivy swallowed. The plug shifted as she uncrossed and recrossed her legs, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her clit. She felt the trickle of wetness slide further down her thigh. “It… it means that true ecstasy comes from breaking taboos,” she managed, voice trembling. “From defiling what is supposed to be untouchable.” Gabriel’s smile was slow, approving—and terrifying in its intimacy.

I frowned, I was getting scared. He gripped my hands.. “ Please, what are you talking about I don’t understand you?” I cried, when he mentioned about killing, I had started getting seriously scared. “ I saw you few hours ago. I saw the males crowding and fighting over you. It means you are not a normal wolf like us. You are a Taboo,’’ his hands were clenching tightly together. “All sigma wolves are taboo and abomination to this pack!” he lashed out. “ S-sigma?” I stuttered, feeling my heart about breaking into pieces..