Rough Taboo Novels & Stories

We walked back to the dining room in heavy, awkward silence. As disappointed as I was that Kai had walked in on us instead of Mom, my body was still completely wrecked. My ass burned with every step — a hot, stinging reminder of Mateo’s rough palm and the way his thick fingers had dug into my flesh. Worse, my pussy was still throbbing, aching with unmet frustration, wet and messy. I could feel my own juices coating my inner thighs, threatening to drip down if I moved too quickly.

Easily thirteen to fourteen inches each, and absurdly thick. They looked at me like fresh meat. Burnt fresh meat -if that makes any sense. Epstein clapped. “Begin.” 🕳🕳🕳🕳 I let the robe fall. The moment I let the robe fall to the floor, both men let out deep, animalistic groans. “Goddamn…” Jamal muttered, eyes locked between my legs. My pussy had always looked different — puffy outer lips, soft and slightly parted even when I wasn’t aroused, like it was permanently inviting. Ready. Hungry.

I came a third time with Hillian buried deep inside me and the vibrator still on my clit. "That’s three," Robin counted. "Keep going. We want more." They did not let me rest for long. Robin took his turn inside me. He was thicker, or maybe it just felt that way after Hillian. He fucked me harder, snapping his hips, while Hillian kissed me and played with my tits. The vibrator stayed in Robin’s hand. "Take this cock," Robin grunted. "All of it. Look at how your pussy stretches around me." He kept pressing it lower, near where our bodies met, and I got my fourth orgasm with almost no warning.

7. PREYE The drive back to campus was torture. My pussy was still sore and leaking Mike’s cum, my thighs sticky every time I shifted in the driver’s seat. But my mind wouldn’t stop replaying Lisa’s video….her fingers deep in her creamy cunt, moaning my name like she was desperate for me. I kept squeezing my thighs together, trying to ignore how wet I was getting again.

“You’re a damn liar. I know you what you want, we’ve been over this. I can’t touch you.” Fire bloomed under my cheeks. Why was I not embarrassed that he was denying me? Why didn’t I care that he was a stranger? “Let’s not talk about liars, Declan. I just met your friend that has a broken leg after finding you near death in the woods.” I tried to push against him but he stepped closer, trapping me between him and the tree.

As she turns four rogues step into the mouth of the alley, as iI turn I see another four had blocked off the other end, Acre starts laughing "Why are you laughing?" Lanna asks confused "Well because I would say that we are well and truly fucked" "Yes I would say your right, you are most defiantly trapped or as you call it, Fucked" one of the rogues laugh.

Amy was a sweetheart and never complained about our change in plans. Amy had never been particular about things like me. While I never openly declared my disapproval, I had always tormented myself with the disappointment that things didn’t go my way and simply didn’t understand how people like Amy could move on so quickly. It was something I really wanted to change about myself because it brought harmony to nobody. In fact, it was beginning to pose as a self-destructive trait as I was essentially ruining my chance at having a fun time by acting like a brat about it.

Liam said as he looked back to me smirking before chuckling and turning back around. "You guys are trafficking woman! That's a terrible thing to do! You're all sick!" I yelled. "Nobody ever said were good people babygirl, but keep talking to us like that then you just might become one." Jack said as he smiled an crooked sadistic smile. I let out a huff of air deciding to not to push their buttons since I have no knowledge about them other than their first name, and that they were extremely attractive, world class criminals. I'm guided to a stone staircase making me internally sigh because of the amount of steps that were presented. My legs slowly move up each step allowing me to remain my ca

We made our way further towards the trap when we heard a voice, it was a female voice and mind you it was the most beautiful voice I've heard, even in her scared state....she started blabbing about how she doesn't taste sweet or how the gods won't accept her flesh, the most funny one was her sayings no one will buy her organs as they won't work without her, she thought we were carnivores, she must have really been scared, my parents and sister fell into a fit of laughter but I just managed a smile, the soul must have been scared and I was the one

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.