Stories Public Domain Novels & Stories

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

EMMA My body was still trembling, thighs slick with our mixed juices, when Sarah lifted herself off me. Her face glistened with my cum, lips swollen and shiny. I lay there on the couch, naked and panting, my perky tits heaving, my shaved pussy still pulsing and leaking from the intense orgasm she’d just given me. Jake stood beside us, his thick cock still half-hard, glistening with the last drops of his own release. The sight of his cum streaking across Mom’s ass and my thighs made my clit throb all over again.

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“Someone discreet. Someone who understands hospital systems.” There is a pause as he listened to the voice on the other end. “Yes. Domestic abuse cases. Private wards. Unreported incidents.” Another pause. “No,” Ethan said softly. “I need it documented.” He ended the call and leaned back, exhaling slowly. He wasn’t angry anymore. He was focused. Somewhere in the city, a man believed he’d won by force. Ethan Reed would teach him what happened when violence met patience. And when money meets truth. And if there's one more game he has to play, which he hates so much... It's to meet up with an old time frenemy.

We talked for hours as the night wore on. “You really thought about quitting because of burnout?” I asked, tracing a finger along his chest. “Yeah. Days blurred together. Then you started coming in regularly. Made me look forward to shifts again.” He smiled in the low light. “What about you? Why history?” “I like stories that last,” I said. “People who lived real lives hundreds of years ago. Makes my problems feel small.” We laughed softly. Then the touching started again. This time I climbed on top, riding him slow while we kept talking. He looked up at me like I was something special. His hands roamed my body, squeezing my breasts, guiding my hips.

And the silence hurts worse than anything. End of story 3

That single comment set the whole internet on fire. "Holy shit, plot twist." "Wait, so what's actually going on? Did the guy really cheat with her best friend? Then what was that statement from the girlfriend about?" Almost at the same time, Diana stepped in. She posted security footage proving that when Dexter and Brianna were filmed together, I was out having dinner with my colleagues. Her caption read, "Look, I don't know what to tell you. I mentioned my friend got cheated on, and my boss just handed me the security tape."

She laughed and thought to herself "my weakness is teachers". -Well, I already told you my whole life story. Of course, when she told her life story she didn't include Gabriel. -Well look my life is not that interesting it is very common I have a family that does not live here my family is European I came to visit this country and I stayed here my family is a very traditionalist family they come from time to time to see me and I also go there from time to time I have two more brothers they live with my parents and I am a professor at several universities, so as you see my life is not very interesting.