Relatos Sin Tabues Novels & Stories

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.

I have a class to attend. ‎I scurried out of bed and dashed into the bathroom to take a shower. ‎I know what we just did is forbidden and a taboo, but I don't feel guilty for it. Not one bit. In fact, I so much loved it. Who would regret having hot sex with a guy who has a big dick and knows how to fuck very well? ‎**Author's note** ‎Are they going to keep doing it till their parents come back? ‎Let's keep going.

______________________ Chapter 94 IRIS The following days were a whirlwind of activity as the tabloids continued to dig into my past, spinning wild stories and half-truths in their relentless pursuit of scandal. It seemed that no aspect of my life was off-limits – from my childhood to my relationships, nothing was safe from their prying eyes.

“For I have sinned.” His eyes darkened with lust and something almost like pain. “Yes, you have,” he said, sliding back into my mouth. “And so have I.” He began to thrust gently into my mouth, fucking my face with slow, controlled movements. Saliva dripped down my chin as I sucked him eagerly, lost in the taboo of the act. A priest in his rectory using my mouth like a whore. I was soaked between my thighs. My panties were ruined. My nipples ached against my bra.

He was trying to make him realize the intensity and crucially of the matter. "Forbidden? Taboo? Ohhhh shittt. Zeeeee". Fletcher helplessly slumped his head in his arms. "There is something else too, Fletch"? Alex was getting anxious. "He was just asking me if he loves someone that’s not acceptable in the society what he should do. And I didn’t know he was talking about me. And i told him that even though Love has no boundaries still there are things that are taboo. And not acceptable at any cost. And I don’t know how he took it.

“I want you to stretch me open and fill me with your cum while Mom’s right there.” The dirty words made him grind harder. He shoved two fingers back into my cunt while his cock rubbed my clit relentlessly. The dual sensation — his thick fingers stretching me and his fat cockhead grinding my clit — sent me spiraling into a third orgasm. This one was shattering. My pussy clamped down on his fingers, squirting again as my whole body convulsed. I had to bite his shoulder to stay quiet. Waves of dark, taboo pleasure crashed through me, leaving my cunt swollen, dripping, and aching for his cock.

After our parents died three years ago, it was just me and my stepbrother left. He took care of me, and we shared more than what siblings were supposed to share. He always reminded me that we didn’t share the same blood and that I could moan his name while he spanked my ass. I tried to brush off his words, but deep down, I knew I had feelings for him. I mean… who wouldn’t? “I told you, Kiara, if you spread your legs open for me, I won’t bring another girl into our house,” he murmured, his voice low.

His entire body went rigid, his muscles shaking violently as he shot a thick, hot wave of cum deep inside my pussy, filling me up until it was spilling out. We stayed pinned against that glass window for a very long time, both of us panting for breath, our sweat mixing together as the city lights twinkled far below us. The sin was committed. It was beautiful, it was wrong, and as Julian slowly pulled his thick dick out and wrapped his strong arms around my shaking, naked body, I knew neither of us could ever go back to the way things were before.

She turned to face me and curved her mouth into words I couldn’t quite read as she didn’t want to voice them out. “Hey you two!” he said. “Pay attention! No noise, save the gossip for later.” I nudged at Cate again. “I said he has tattoos and he looks like a retired Mafia.” Cate giggled shortly, throwing her hands to her mouth. “You!” he gestured at Cate. “Would you like to tell us what’s so intriguing about your little gossip?” “Mr. Rossi, I...” Cate stammered, flustered from the sudden attention.

My cunt was swollen, raw, and completely filled, the thick, white fluid slowly dripping out onto the dark wood. The woman looked up at me, a wicked, hungry smile touching her lips. Then, she leaned down and buried her face straight between my thighs, her flat tongue lapping heavily over my filled, hyper-sensitive center. The shock of her warm tongue hitting my hyper-sensitive flesh made my entire lower body jerk. I let out a loud, broken cry, my hips lifting completely off the desk as she swiped flat and heavy across my swollen opening. She didn't mind the mess at all; she drank it in, lapping up the thick, white fluid the Beta had left deep inside me, cleaning my skin with a fierce, hungry