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.

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.

“Not many. Why?” Gemma suddenly pushed me away, rough and hard. My heart thudded against my ribs. I thought she was going to walk out. She hated her mom, but maybe reality had finally hit her. Fucking her mom’s boyfriend. No matter how badly she wanted it, the taboo might be too much. This was exactly why I had stayed away. My sick, perverted mind needed to take a back seat. Time stilled as her lips parted. “Because you’re going to fuck me right here.”

“A child born from forbidden love.” He kissed my forehead, but I could feel the conflict still raging inside him. “We’re playing with fire, Isabella,” he said quietly. “If anyone finds out… it won’t just be us who suffer. The entire parish could be scandalized.” “I know,” I whispered. “But I can’t stop. I don’t want to stop.” He held me tighter, his hand never leaving my belly. “Neither do I.” As I lay in his arms, full of his cum and wrapped in his warmth, I knew we had crossed the point of no return.

Her fingers slid easily back inside me, picking up where I left off , withdeep, steady strokes that made fresh wetness leak out. “He won’t be interested in you like that, Maya,” she said softly but firmly, curling her fingers against my G-spot while her thumb circled my clit. “Dad likes experienced women — women who know how to ride a cock properly, not innocent virgins who’ve only been fingered by their best friend.”