Taboo Gay Erotica Novels & Stories

“Are you ok with that? I can assure you I’m clean. I send my test results to the agency regularly.” I know that’s part of their criteria, so I nod. “Yes, Sir. That’s fine.” He takes out a big bottle of lube from the drawer. “Don’t look so worried,” he says, “I know what I’m doing.” “Thank you, Sir.” I hope he fucking does. “Ever had an anal orgasm?” he asks, fisting his monster. I’m honest. “Yes, Sir. I love anal.” “I can assure you this is going to be better than you’ve ever had before.”

The screens showed live feeds of other rooms, and other people. A couple in one room was fucking on a table, the woman bent over while two men took turns. In another, a woman was tied spread-eagle, a man teasing her with a vibrator while she begged. Clara’s breath caught. Heat flooded between her legs. She was instantly wet. Julian sat on the couch and pulled her onto his lap, her back to his chest. His hand slid under her skirt, fingers pushing her soaked panties aside. “Watch them,” he said against her ear.

Then we would come back to our house and discuss the idea. Friday afternoon Tabi was stepping out of the shower when I came home. My wife wrapped herself in a towel and sat to paint her toenails. I could see under the towel and noticed that she was freshly shaved between her legs. She left a little up above, but her pussy lips were shaved baby smooth. The thought of her showing this to my friends gave me another pain in my stomach, but the site made me horny out of my mind. I began to touch her hoping we could make love before the evening began. She didn't want to have full sex, because she wanted me to have her after I injected the sperm inside her to help push it further in with hopes of b

“Now ruin it.” He withdrew until just the tip remained, then slammed back in. A brutal, punishing thrust. Leila screamed, her nails digging into the leather. He set a relentless, rough pace, each drive a claim, each withdrawal a tease. The slap of his hips against her ass filled the room, a lewd percussion to their choked moans and filthy talk. “You like this?” he grunted, pistoning into her. “You like getting your ass fucked by a gay man?” “I love it!” she shrieked, pushing back against him. “Your cock is so deep! I can feel it in my guts!”

Our bodies said everything. “I love you,” Frank said suddenly. “Not just this. I love being with you.” My heart swelled. “I love you too,” I whispered. “More than I should.” We talked about our feelings. It was more than sex. We connected deep. He understood me. I made him feel young and alive. The taboo made it stronger. But it also made it scary. The next day we took more risks. Mom went to the store. We had thirty minutes. I sucked him in the kitchen. On the counter. I took him deep while he sat on a chair. Then he bent me over the table and fucked me. We came together fast.

“This is not a request. It’s an order. Now, bend over.” She hesitated for a second, but the look in his eyes told her not to push it. She bent over the bed, her hands gripping the footboard, her body trembling in anticipation. He lubed up the plug with a generous amount of lubricant, his fingers teasing her tight, puckered asshole. He slowly, deliberately, worked it into her, the cool, hard metal a strange, invasive, yet intensely arousing sensation. When it was fully seated, he gave her a sharp slap on the ass.

"You think Torez and Miller fucked on the couch?" Sabrina asked, shooting you a smirk as she stepped further into the room. "I think Torez has an 80% chance of being gay, but Miller is definitely a Chad who used to say 'no homo' unironically," you said, following her in. You couldn't help but check her out from behind, the way her slim waist and cute bum looked in her professional skirt.

But was it her fault when Roman was making her feel so good? He hit her G-Spot a couple more times and the moans were even loud. “Oh, fuck. Right th—there.” Roman paused. “So that’s oh fuck, huh? Interesting.” Then, he was slamming harder into that specific spot. Gigi could feel her senses short-circuiting each time he hit her G-Spot. “I’m gonna cum.” She moaned, hands threatening to give her. “I’m cuming!” Her legs trembled as juices squirted out of her pussy and onto Roman’s member. Roman didn’t stop there, slamming tortuously into her.

“Fill this taboo womb until it swells with my baby. You want your step-brother’s child, don’t you? Say it.” “Yes!” I cried, another orgasm ripping through me. “Yes, breed me…please fill me up!” He buried himself deep and came with a guttural roar. Pulse after thick pulse of hot cum flooded my pussy, so much it spurted out around his cock with every twitch. He stayed inside me, grinding slowly, pushing it as deep as possible. When he finally pulled out, he took his phone and recorded a short video of his cum leaking from my used hole. “For the Morenos,” he said, but his eyes told me he was keeping it for himself too.

But in that fraction of a second, the SAEKGUI inside In-young's deepest reaches completely shattered the gates of taboo. The thrilling taboo of forbidden exhibitionism—the tension and shame that voyeurs on the vast open ocean might catch them in this depraved act of mating. It did not act as terror, but rather as the ultimate aphrodisiac, sending electrifying thrills through her entire body. "Do not stop...! Sam-seok, row the oars!" "Do not stop, thrust into my cunt harder, breed me like a beast!" Growling, In-young wrapped her arms even more fiercely around his neck as he tried to detach her.