Taboo Dog Novels & Stories

Toby panted quietly, clearly excited to be back with his hooman but not energetic enough to bark because he was still recovering from being on anesthesia for so long. As much as Everly had wanted to fall asleep in Jack’s arms, she was happy to be with her dog instead. She didn’t think she would be able to sleep with Jack. She was afraid she’d do something embarrassing, like drool on him or… pass gas. At least Toby wouldn’t laugh at her if something like that happened. He was kind of used to all of her weirdness anyway.

“And, oh, how that dog loved the way the human petted the side of his ear and the top of his head.” They did it several times more while the two other dogs watched. The three large dogs were Aspins also. The biggest was named, Popo. He had brown fur and really kind eyes. He looked scary only because of his size. The other one was a little smaller than Popo. His fur is black. His name was Bantay. And the alpha dog, Tagpi, was the smallest among the three and the furriest. He’s got dominantly white fur with brown patches on his head and his body.

“Touch anywhere you want.” The women obeyed. Mikashi kissed Takiari while Takumo took Aridoari. Then they changed positions. Takiari sat on Mikashi’s face. Aridoari licked between Takiari’s legs. Takumo moved behind Aridoari and thrust into her. The pavilion filled with the sounds of pleasure. Wet skin slapped together. Moans and cries rose into the night.

Men and women were having sex openly on leather benches, padded tables, and plush rugs, using whips, restraints, and various toys. Unfiltered moans echoed off the walls. It was a complete sex den. "Welcome to the den of freedom," I said, trying to sound confident and smooth. "I found this place a few months ago when I needed an escape." I turned to look at Jay, expecting to see curiosity or excitement, but the words died in my throat. The warmth on his face was completely gone. His eyes were wide with pure horror, his lips parted as he took in the sight of two men on a table nearby.

“Then let it.” Tookes made a low broken noise and pulled Miles down onto him. They had learned how to do this in a chair without making the chair confess. Short movements. Tight. Tookes’s hands full of Miles’s ass, guiding, holding, careful of the healing arm even now. Miles came with his forehead on Tookes’s, shaking, whispering his name without the rank because the rank did not belong in this. Tookes came after, silent, buried, his whole body gone rigid and then loose.

But there’s this secret side of me, another side of me, the one I keep locked away, where I let myself be wild. Tonight, that side’s winning. My phone buzzes, and I grin, grabbing it. The app’s hidden behind a fake calculator icon, my little secret. It’s him, the stranger I’ve been texting for months. On the app, he’s ShadowWolf, and I’m FireVixen. The name’s cheesy, but it fits the vibe—hot, dangerous, no strings. “What are you wearing, FireVixen?” ShadowWolf asks. I glance down at my outfit: an old T-shirt that’s too short, barely covering my black lacy panties. I bite my lip, typing fast.

Her breathing turns a little heavy as she rubs up against me faster, pushing down a little harder. Naudia is close. She is using me as her own human size sex toy and I can't even tell her to stop. I don't want to tell her to stop. What I really want is to slide that little strip of bikini out of my way, pull my shorts down and slam my hard dick into her tight little pussy. Make her moan my name as she cums on my dick. Naudia rubs against me again and I push my hips forward, holding her legs to keep her close as I help her rub against me.

Tracy cut him off sheepishly, just as eager to get fucked, the taboo of the dick she craved being her daddy's only making her shameless cunt wetter. Dean's eyes darkened with the desire he'd suppressed for years. When he saw her in that alleyway, alone and fearless in that tight, little red dress, something inside him snapped. He wanted to fuck her senseless. Her daddy couldn't say that to her though. He'd lose his marriage, his little girl, his respectable life. His reputation as a doctor. So at the last second, he grabbed her and pretended to be a mugger, desperate to kill the urges inside him.

I have no idea if they do or not; besides we owned the whole damn condo the mutt could run up and down stairs for all I care. She went back to reading and muttering under her breath. Why didn't I answer the damn door? That way I could've hidden the paperwork and she wouldn't know anything about the damn dog until he started growing in a few months. Then I could've played the put upon consumer who'd been duped, damn. "A Tibetan mastiff, a guard dog." Damn did they put everything in there, what the fuck? "Talon why do I need a dog that can fight off wolves and leopards in the Himalayas?"

I wondered just how many other unsuspecting women he had charmed into failure with that grin. “Plus, we found this dog here. Isn't he awesome?” Tyler looked up at me, his hand still on the dog's head. It was a brown mutt with white paws and a white splotch on his chest. He wasn't an ugly dog, but he certainly wasn't going to win any dog shows. Judging by the thinness in the dog's ribs and the state of his fur, he was one of the local strays. I had heard they liked to hang out near the tourist areas of the island because they usually could find food.