Sexstories Taboo Novels & Stories

Didn’t matter that my wolf was constantly pushing at my control, demanding I claim what was ours. She was forbidden. But then she goes and jumps on me wearing those fucking shorts that barely cover her ass, and that tank top where I can see everything, and wraps her legs around my waist, and my cock takes over my brain completely. I’d felt every curve of her body pressed against mine. Felt the heat of her even through our clothes. Felt her hard nipples against my chest. Smelled her arousal—sharp and sweet and absolutely maddening. For about three seconds, I’d forgotten every reason why I couldn’t have her. Had almost carried her straight upstairs and…

She came closer to his ears and whispered in a low seductive voice “Please.Quench my thirst darling.” She stripped down her bathrobe completely. Now she was stark naked in front of him. “Let’s try something different today.” he says, pulling out handcuffs and a stick from his drawer. “What's that for?” she asked, pointing towards the stick. It didn't look like some naughty sex toy but rather something a cop would use to punish criminals who won't confess their crimes. “It’s all for fun darling .You will soon know its usage.” She got down on all four limbs in doggy style on the bed as he tied her wrist to the end of headboards of bed with handcuffs , spreading her legs apart.

"Stop it. That's ridiculous." "I'm completely serious!" she insisted. "Live a little! This is literally the craziest, most out-of-character thing you've ever done in your entire life. Maybe that's exactly what you need right now. A little bit of chaos. A little bit of something... taboo and different." She wiggled her eyebrows at me suggestively.

FORBIDDEN FLAMES 2 ARIA’S POV The text from Serena arrives just as I flip the café sign to CLOSED, the soft click of the lock echoing in the empty space. My hands still tremble from the day, every customer interaction felt like a distraction from the memory of her mouth on mine yesterday, her fingers teasing me to the edge in the storage closet before pulling back with that wicked smile. "Not yet," she whispered. "We savor the sin." The words have haunted me all shift, making my panties soaked, my nipples hard against my bra, every brush of fabric a reminder.

Want to grip her brown hair round my fists as I pound her with my cock or while I face fucked her. Fuck! This girl was my student and it was Taboo. And it yet alluring. Mouthwatering. The temptations… The Taboo… I've always stalked her, watched her, making sure the information of her being the perfect witch, the perfect person to perfect my plans. “That's enough, I'm fine." I growled, my cock in my boxers was so hard that I couldn't think anymore. I slowly stood and heard her gasp as I towered above her. Fuck! I shouldn't but my eyes were already on her full lips. Several dirty images clouding my head.

Tabitha stated, repositioning herself to talk to Blake, who sat on her bed. “So what’s your excuse?” Blake asked, looking at Tabby. “I’m reevaluating this person who we were looking to promote, but he has a very unique fetish that only came to light tonight,” Tabby said, placing her tablet to the side to conduct a conversation with Blake. “Oh? What fetish this rising star has, if I might ask?” Blake asked, almost knowing in his heart. “He loves pregnant women and becomes their subordinate in the presence of them,” Tabby said shyly.

he started , "have you ever felt what you two did was demeaning? Do you feel okay with sleeping with your own sister? And isn't that wickedness to you too? You might as well tell me your own definition and if you think you weren't using her to satisfy your wild sexual pleasure. Damn! I don't even know what to say but thinking we'll, I knew staying silent isn't better. "I regret my actions, okay, I really do but I still say your way of treating women is extreme and totally wrong, I can't think of anymore terrible things to do to a woman than what you are doing to Gladys now, having those hungry guards devour her sexually could be dangerous and..." I took a pause. I need to be careful about wh

So I swallow my pride and encourage my wife's new lifestyle instead. I am not the only pathetic cuck in this city, I know that much. The game has changed. Women chase bigger, better cocks these days because they hold all the power. They fuck around openly and no one blinks. I can deal with that part. What I struggle with is the new twist that made everything ten times harder.

She looked comfortable, like she owned the place. “Getting late, Matt,” she said softly. “You look tense. Why don’t you tell me a story? Or better yet, let me tell you one.” She started talking in that low, husky voice. Stories about late-night deals, fast cars, and men who thought they could control her. Every one had a dirty edge. How she once made a rival boss beg on his knees. How power felt better when it came with pleasure. Matt listened, pretending it was just work, but his dick stayed rock hard the whole time.

Every time the water moved us, that thick ridge rubbed me again and again until I was throbbing, aching, my clit swollen and sensitive. At one point he had me pinned lightly against the pool wall, his body caging mine, water lapping at our shoulders. His cock was nestled firmly between my legs, rocking with the gentle motion of the water. I could feel the heat of it, the way it twitched when I shifted. “Tell me to stop,” he said quietly, eyes locked on mine. “If this is too much.” I should have. Aunt Lisa was right inside. This was wrong on every level. But my body was on fire, and the taboo thrill of it—my uncle’s cock rubbing against my pussy while his wife cooked dinner twenty feet away—m