Relatos Sin Tabues Novels & Stories

That evening, after a long study session in her room, Ria caught me zoning out again, staring at nothing while my thighs pressed together under the blanket. “You’re thinking about him, aren’t you?” she teased, crawling onto the bed beside me with a wicked little grin. “My dad.” My face burned, but I couldn’t lie to her. Ria had always been the bold one between us. She was the only person who had ever touched me intimately. A few weeks ago during one of our sleepovers, things had turned playful after watching a steamy movie. Her fingers had slipped inside my shorts, and she’d made me come so hard I saw stars. I was still a virgin, no cock had ever stretched me open, but Ria’s skilled fingers

What the hell kind of stuff did my dad write about? Inside that folder were literally dozens of documents. My hands were shaking as I slowly scrolled through them, reading the names of the files. It quickly dawned on me that this was not just any erotica. Every single title seemed to hint at some sort of "taboo" erotica. Maybe they were just like the one I had read the night before, about the owner's son and the intern. That was considered "forbidden" in many work environments. But no. These seemed different somehow. I finally chose one called "After School" and opened it.

“I’ve got a T-shirt, panties, and shorts. Jake?” “T-shirt, underwear, shorts.” She looked at me. “Emma?” I swallowed. “Halter top, panties, shorts.” “Perfect. We’re all even.” She dealt again. My hands felt shaky. I had nothing good. I discarded four cards and got a pair of tens. Aunt Chloe had a pair of threes. Jake had nothing. He lost first and pulled his shirt over his head. I stared. I couldn’t help it. His chest was hard and defined, the kind of body that looked like it came from real work and not just a gym. Aunt Chloe noticed me looking and her eyes got darker, like she liked that I was looking.

He took them both out of my hands before I could argue, still staring at me, clearly not convinced. We left campus in his car. The drive home was completely silent. No music, no small talk, nothing. Just the low hum of the engine and the click of the turn signal. I kept my eyes on the window, watching the city blur past, but every few minutes I could feel him glance over at me. The guilt settled deeper with every mile, heavy and cold. Sex with my elder brother. Fuck. That was worse than anything else I’d ever done. It is sinful.

And for almost as many years I had carried the same secret fantasy: being bent over one of these tables, skirt pushed up, mouth used until I couldn’t speak, while the rare books watched in silence. I never told anyone. I barely admitted it to myself in daylight. But after midnight, when the building belonged only to me, the fantasy sat closer to the surface. I shifted in my chair, thighs pressing together under the modest black skirt I always wore for work. The movement made the silk of my underwear brush against skin that was already too warm. I ignored it and turned another page. The soft click of the outer door lock made my head lift. Footsteps. Measured. Familiar.

In Avalon Kingdom hearsays are usually taboo especially to nobles as they believe its degrading, uncultured and asymmetrical behavior, lalo na if both parties aren't close or doesn't have deep bond and talk about it in front of the public. Sa ibang salita taboo ang chismis dito pero its not that problematic dahil hearsay lang nga and if file a case you need evidence but of course nobles would do that, they would just let it slide dahil if they do, ang family reputation parin nila ang masisira.

Zack's news of a unique club makes his twin sister curious. When Zack whispers to his twin sister, Zoe, about a clandestine club steeped in taboo pleasures, a forbidden spark ignites her curiosity. The club promises raw, transformative ecstasy, where desires are sculpted and boundaries dissolve. As Zoe immerses herself in its sultry rituals, the line between her and Zack blurs, their sibling bond twisting into something dangerously intimate. In a haze of lust and forbidden connection, they explore a world that molds their deepest urges, claiming each other in ways that defy all norms.

Chapter 5: The Ultimate Release The confrontation had been building for weeks, the tension between professional boundaries and overwhelming desire finally exploding in Marcus Vale’s private treatment room after closing hours. Ryan stood facing the man who had completely changed his life, heart pounding as the weight of their secret relationship finally crashed down on them. Ryan had fallen deeply for the skilled masseur who had unlocked not just his body but his heart and soul. But the risks were becoming impossible to ignore. Clients were noticing the “special treatment.” Rumors were spreading through the spa. Marcus’s reputation, his business, and Ryan’s own career were all on the line.

Stella's confessions to what should have been an empty house had shaken his faith. He never imagined his wife would turn on him and fuck his son in law during his month of celibacy. Lola said she understood. How could she have betrayed their family this way? Mark wanted nothing but to have it out with his daughter, perhaps console her, but what he stumbled upon when he opened the door tested his faith even more. As a God fearing man, he knew this was the devil's work. His stepdaughter was defiling the bed where he and Lola made love in holy matrimony. Worse, she was masturbating, not laying with her husband, which deepened the sin.

It was lowered, dark and heavy-lidded, taking in my bared tits in with a hunger I yearned to see daily. Having this kind of sexual relationship with my father was frowned upon. Obviously. It was taboo and wrong on every single level. It wasn’t accepted by society, but we didn’t care. We’d been hot and heavy for the last year, right after he walked in on me changing—just like today—and something sparked and crackled between us. And since then, we hadn’t been able to keep our hands off each other. For a moment, neither of us said a word. Neither of us breathed.