Sexstories Taboo Novels & Stories

Chief came in and said, "Hey! There's progress on the new girl. I think he might get her tonight. He usually has her a few times then he shares her. I'm not sure how he does it. He must convince them that it is good for their job or something. Thing is, the girls go along with it. He doesn't force them or anything like that." I thought I was going to be sick. Then that night I noticed Tabi never returned to her stateroom. I waited and waited. Hardly slept at all. I kept waking up to see if she had returned. Finally about 5:30 AM she comes in wearing the same dress. When she sat on her bed, I could see straight up her dress. She had on no panties. I could see what appeared to be red marks n h

There was a moment of tight resistance; she clenched, a sharper gasp escaped her, and then he was inside, fully, buried to the hilt in a heat that seemed to consume him alive. They both froze. The air rushed out of their lungs in a single thud. Her eyes widened, locked on his, capturing the expression of pure ecstasy and pure horror he knew was stamped across his face. It was the final violation of a taboo, and the final fulfillment of a desire. It was the place from which there was no return. And then they began to move.

I took off the dildo inside me then showed him how beautiful my pussy was. His strokes became fast, he was clenching his jaw so tightly I could feel his aggression. “I want you to fuck me, Marcus. Please, fuck my pussy.” “You looked like a whore.” I stood up to go to his deck, I was about to straddle his lap and ride his cock the way I dreamed it but he held my waist firmly and put me beside him. He then shook his head. “We shouldn’t fuck. I have a girlfriend. Sex is non-negotiable.”

Scenes where she called him her husband and begged to be used. In her stories, he had a name. Caleb. She whispered it while touching herself under the covers, her thighs slick and trembling as her fingers moved in rhythm with the words she’d written. She told herself it was harmless. That lots of people fantasized. That it was better this way. Safer. He didn’t know. He’d never know. Until the night they crossed paths at the corner store. It was raining. Mira’s hoodie clung to her neck, and her flip-flops slapped wet against the tile floor of the tiny market. She grabbed a can of soup, a bottle of wine, and turned toward the register—and froze.

she says panting quietly and I pull out my fingers from between her legs. I want to lick it too and know what she tastes like but…I need to be the voice of reasoning between the both of us. “What we just did is a taboo…we shouldn't do it again” I say to her and before she can respond, dad parks the car. “Liam and Gianna, you'll share a tent” dad says. We already knew, but hearing it again after what we just did speaks of a lot of forbidden things waiting for us.

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. ‎Thanks so much for your support 💯 ‎

But the first sentence hit like a punch to the gut: “He wasn’t supposed to touch her, but he wanted to. And when she leaned back on his desk and spread her legs, he forgot what ‘supposed to’ meant.” I was still at my desk. Lights low. Office quiet. Campus dead after 8 p.m. I told myself I’d skim it. Instead, I read every word. It wasn’t just erotica. It was a confession. A blueprint. A loaded gun with my name on the trigger. Because I knew exactly who the story was about.

His tongue drew circles round the sensitive part of her nipples as he lifted her head with his hands… She knew that they had reached the road of no return... tears streamed down her cheeks. Sex outside marriage was her taboo... She didn’t despise those who did it... but she was old fashioned, and this was something she absolutely couldn’t... Sex outside marriage to her was adultery… She was about to break one of the ten commandments… was there redemption? Part of her wanted to burn in his flame…. part of her resisted….

In the mirror, I watched his powerful body dominating mine, his face twisted with raw lust as he destroyed my pussy. “Right there on your mother’s fucking dresser,” he snarled, spanking my ass hard. “While her perfumes and diamonds watch you take Daddy’s cock like a whore.” The taboo of it made my pussy clench violently around him. I could smell her signature perfume wafting from the bottles every time my body rocked forward. It only made me wetter. Kevin reached forward and grabbed a fistful of my hair, forcing me to keep watching in the mirror as he railed me.

Yet, I found that hard to believe. Electric shocks of pleasure raced through my body. My pussy clamped down hard against my fingers, and I bit my lip hard to swallow a loud moan. I sighed in hot anticipation as I rubbed my swollen, aching clit. Every single flick was agonizingly sweet, a forbidden taboo I knew I should never cross. The warning line was glaring and bright, but I refused to stay on the safe side, especially not after seeing what waited for me in the dark. I rubbed my wet, aching hole as I clicked on another video. This one showed Kaleb at a massive house party, but it was no ordinary gathering—it was a wild sex party.