Sleeping Taboo Novels & Stories

That big, heavy length strained against the thin, soaked fabric, the outline shameless—thick and long, the head of it swelling, the curve obscene, the ridge around the crown pronounced like a dirty promise. Even through the wet cling of the material, I could see it. The full weight. The kind of cock that would ruin you, rearrange you, split you so deep you’d feel it in your throat. “Dad… you’re here early,” Julia said with a small smile. I didn’t miss the flicker in her voice. Sometimes, I wonder if she ever thinks about him the way I do—though she’d never admit it. But taboos? They only matter if you’ve never tasted them.

She casually drops the bra on the floor, still focusing out the window. '"Taboo?' Really? Where the fuck did you find that word? Incest, Father. We are talking about incest. Having sex with your family." I shift in my chair. Maybe I'm too careful, but I need a clear sign. "Which is also illegal, and for very good reasons."

In the end, all she could do was do as he told… Since this place was located in the city’s outskirts, things were mostly quiet here, save for the chirping of crickets, grasshoppers, and the croaking of frogs… Either way, since Xavia and Zivon had slept together so many times before, she knew she shouldn’t be that embarrassed. However, the fact remained that they had been sleeping separately for a while, so she couldn’t help but feel slightly flustered now that she was so close to his masculine scent again… After lying down for a bit, Xavia was prompted to mutter, “…Um… As you said, this is Teacher’s place… Because of that, I think we should sleep separately… After all, you know how old peopl

“Now sit on the bed. Legs wide open. Coat completely off your shoulders.” I obeyed, sitting on the edge of the bed with my thighs spread obscenely. The coat pooled around my waist as Sophie moved in front of me. “Use two fingers and spread your pussy lips for the camera. Let him see how pink and wet you are inside.” My face burned with shame even as my clit throbbed. I parted my lightly slick folds, showing the camera my entrance. Sophie was so close I could feel her breath on my thigh. “Look at that pretty cunt dripping all over the sheets,” she whispered. “You’re making such a mess, Lila.”

"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.

She chuckles, shaking her head. The sight of her putting her makeup on and getting dressed does nothing to relieve the tension in my cock and as soon as she leaves I retrieve the shoebox from the closet shelf. Inside I find, not only some DVDs, but also mom's vibrator and a large dildo. Damn, I wonder if mom meant for me to see these. There are three DVDs in the box; Sorority Sex Kittens, 5 Rooms and Taboo. Just from the covers, the first two look hot. My cock is still hard from watching my mom, so I only see about 15 minutes of the first DVD before I shoot my load. I scan through the rest of that DVD as well as the second one, trying to figure out what mom likes. The first two have a lot of

Seeing this, Silas tried to grab her attention quietly. “Mate,” he called her and tapped her back. Fortunately, his persistence was rewarded as Tabitha finally showed a reaction to his presence. Tabitha groaned in disapproval. “I want to sleep. Can't I sleep in peace while being alone?” Tabitha inquired, catching Silas by surprise with the first words that came out of her mouth. Even as she spoke, she still didn't turn to look at who was beside her. It was quite a reckless act on her part not to bother looking for security and awareness purposes, but with her life going to end tomorrow at the hands of her betrayers, what was the worst that could happen again?

My legs were shaking so hard I couldn't keep them still, and the friction was pushing me right over the cliff. "Fuccccccck!" I screamed, the word breaking into a sob of pure pleasure as I came in waves. My body collapsed into the bed, my muscles twitching and my heart hammering against my ribs. I lay there for a long time, staring at the ceiling, feeling used and adored all at once. He was definitely going to be the death of me.

Of course, she wasn’t aware of my time in Paris, but how could I ever look her in the eye again? I tossed my phone aside and slumped into the bed. I woke up the next day, wrapped in a pale blue duvet from head to toe. I looked around the familiar surroundings and sighed heavily. “I slept here? Good going, Navidad, good going…” Suddenly, the door creaked open and Tabitha barged in. “I’ve been looking for you everywhere, why did you sleep in this snake’s room?” “Tabitha, I will not tolerate calling her names. She is my wife!”

“I’m not building any walls. You’re making stuff up–” “Okay,” he cuts in, and walks away from, sits right down on the edge of my bed. “Then I’ll start sleeping in here now.” My heart lurches. “No!” It comes out way too loud, and I force it down to a whisper. “No way, Noah.” “Why not?” he says, calmly. “What’s so taboo about sharing a bed? We’re already having sex in case you forgot.” The heat rushes through me before I can stop it. My body remembers every inch of him on this bed, his hands, his mouth, his weight over me, under me. The way I’ve ached for him.