Sleeping Taboo Novels & Stories

I had to keep so many secrets in my whole life, I would never talk in my sleep! "You were unconscious, it's different from sleeping." The Alpha sighed yet again, "So, who's Al?" "A friend," I muttered an answer mildly with genuine eyes. He nodded and looked away. I had to behave around Alphas, exactly because I COULD disobey them. It was the most scary taboo for a pack member to resist Alpha Aura. Only the cursed ones, the insanes one could. Though I tried to hide it from the alphas in the past, I still could explain it if it happened. They wouldn't be too happy about it, but sometimes they would allow us to stay.

“You’d take Daddy’s cock like a good girl, wouldn’t you? Creaming all over my dick while I stretch you open. Tell me you want it, sweetheart. Tell Daddy how bad you need this married cock ruining your tight little pussy after weeks away in that dorm.” My legs shook. I pinched my hard nipple hard, plunging my fingers faster, imagining him splitting me open right there on his bed. The taboo — my coach, the man who raised me after Mom left, jerking off thinking about him while I was supposed to be safe in the dorms — only made me wetter and filthier. His strokes turned brutal. “Brandi… fuck yes, baby… Daddy loves his little stepdaughter so much. Gonna fill that young womb with my hot cum… breed

Mommy is always worn out when she comes home and has insomnia, so she takes sleeping pills. One night, I caught Daddy masturbating, and I stared at his long member, which released a lot of his thick cvm. I want to taste it, but it might surprise him, and he'll avoid me. Since I was a girl and learned about s3x, I have longed for my Daddy. I was particularly attracted to pornography that depicted taboo relationships. So when will Daddy turn on me so I can taste him and feel his hard pole inside me? Could he be sexually frustrated? The last week of summer vacation provided an answer to my question.

Negative. Meanwhile, on the other side, Terban was laying on his bed while covering himself with a thick blanket. He tried his best to wash away the image of a naked woman in his mind. Because even if he has a foul tongue, Terban is a man who never watched an adult video. “It wasn’t my fault that she slipped down!” Terban complained before he sat up on his bed. His face is as red as an apple, and he breathed as if he finished a set of marathons. When he calmed down, he washed his face with his palms.

“Tonight I want you desperate for me. Go to bed wet and thinking about my cock. Tomorrow, the real games begin.” He turned toward the door, then paused. “One more thing, little sister. Sleep naked. I want easy access whenever I decide to visit.” With that, he slipped out, leaving Elena standing trembling in the middle of the room, her body on fire and her mind spinning with forbidden want. She knew she should feel ashamed. Guilty. But as she slowly unzipped her dress and let it pool at her feet, her hand hovering near the aching heat between her legs, she realized with a jolt of fear and excitement that she was already craving whatever came next.

You cannot be looking at him like that. By the time night fell, the embarrassment hadn't faded. I had skipped dinner under the guise of being exhausted from my travels, opting to hide in my room instead. Now, it was past midnight. The mansion was dead silent, wrapped in the quiet stillness of the late-night hours. I lay awake in the massive king-sized bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. The air conditioning was humming softly, but I felt stifled, flushed, and restless.

He pushed the door open silently and stepped inside, locking it behind him. Mia was on her stomach this time, face turned toward the wall, one leg pulled up so her ass was slightly raised. The thin pink tank top had ridden all the way up her back, and her sleep shorts were wedged between her cheeks, the fabric dark with a fresh wet spot right over her pussy. Her breathing was deep and even—dead asleep.

“Mirabel, your vows are in days. This is your life. You can’t just throw it all away.” Kyle chuckled low. I felt the vibration between my legs more than I heard it. “God’s not here,” he muttered, his tongue dragging along my dripping entrance. “Just me. And this sweet little pu$sy.” His fingers curled inside me, and I gasped. My hips lifted off the bed. “Mirabel!” Mom’s voice was panicked now. “Where are you?!” “I’m at a retreat,” I blurted out, barely able to form a sentence. “It’s noisy. I have to go–”

“I need to fuck you again. Right now.” He didn’t take me to his room. He bent me over the kitchen island, yanked my panties down, and thrust into me in one deep stroke. “Fuck, you’re still full of my cum from this morning,” he groaned, pounding into me hard and fast. “Such a dirty little secret. Taking Daddy’s cock while your best friend sleeps upstairs.” The taboo words, the risk of getting caught, the raw intensity — it sent me spiraling. I came hard, biting my arm to stay quiet. Elias followed, filling me again with a deep groan.

"Why can't I stop? This is so dangerous… Goddess, you feel so good and Ubel is telling me to keep going. Tell me to stop, Sera, please, tell me not to cum inside you." "Sera, are you ok? What's that noise? Whose voice is that? Mum and Dad are going to be furious if you've let someone in the house when they specifically told us not to " Tabitha rattles my door handle and instantly Abaddon slips out of my body, grabbing for his jacket and fumbling around with a condom.