Taboo Love Novels & Stories

Their high school and college were filled with romantic memories. They were blindly in love and didn't care about the outcome, or their families approval, being in a Forbidden Love, the community and their families didn't approve of it. But they are stubborn enough and won't let anyone or some history bring an end to their relationship, so they ran away together.

He led her to a private booth in the back, a secluded, intimate space hidden behind a heavy velvet curtain. He pushed her down onto the plush velvet couch, his body covering hers. He kissed her, a deep, demanding kiss that left her breathless and wanting. He tore her dress off, his hands rough and possessive. He fucked her there, in the club, with the music pounding and the crowd cheering, a raw, primal act of public possession.

“Good girl. Take every drop. Let your womb drink your step-brother’s cum.” He lost control. He fucked me through three screaming orgasms, choking me, slapping my tits, calling me his dirty taboo slut. When he finally came, he roared and pumped what felt like liters of hot cum straight into my womb. So much it overflowed instantly, running down my ass in thick white rivers. “Feel that? That’s me marking you from the inside. No one else will ever have this cunt again.” “I don’t want anyone else… only you. Keep me. Ruin me forever.”

He was fucking me, right here, with my husband three feet away, and he was doing it with a calmness that drove me insane. Every nerve in my body was alight. The risk, the taboo, the sheer wrongness of it, poured gasoline on the fire he’d already lit. My pussy clenched around him, greedily accepting each stroke. I could feel my own arousal coating him, making the slide effortless. He bent his head and mouthed at me so I could read his lips. “You feel that, Jenny?” he mouthed. “That’s what you’ve been missing. That’s a real cock. Tell me you feel it.”

She replied 'I must be enjoying it, I nearly came just now. Once the best parts of the film ended, I entered her and we fucked for a short while before we both had strong orgasms. She said that was only the second time in her life that she had seen a pornographic film. Apparently the first time had involved a similar kind of flick, of a black man having lustful intercourse with a white woman and, coincidentally, with the same kind of hypnotic beat and a 'taboo' sort of atmosphere. But, it was hard getting details out of her in that film, as if it were something she just didn't want to talk about or 'couldn't remember'.

"I can feel you squeezing me with every thrust. You were made for this. You were made to take all of me. Do you like it? Do you like being filled by me?" "Yes! Yes, please... ahhh! ohhh god! right there!" I thrashed under him. Every time he plunged back in, I felt a jolt of electricity shoot straight to my core. The taboo of it, the fact that our parents were just a few doors away, only made the pleasure sharper. "You're mine, Zoe. Every bit of you," he whispered, leaning down to catch my moan in a deep, bruising kiss. "No one else is ever going to touch you like this. I’m going to fuck you until you forget any other name but mine."

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.

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

Was he ready to be loyal to her forever? ------ Tabby

And this time Fletcher turned to him. "Zee. It depends. Honestly. Ummm. Okay let’s rephrase. There are certain things we call Taboo or forbidden. Even if we continue hitting on the person we love, or even if the other person loves us back. Still. We have to hide it. We cannot publically declare it". Fletcher tried to relay his point and he saw Zee chewing his lip. "Why Zee. Do you love someone"? He asked carefully. Because he never hinted. "I do, Fletcher. But I am confused. I want to hit on him. But I am afraid what if he rejected me"? Zee was reluctant.