Taboo Love Novels & Stories

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.

“Sophie let me explain everything…he’s real here okay?. These books you see are fantasies that make things happen. Whatever sex you read from this erotic series, you would feel it. You want to feel it too?” Sophie nodded eagerly, already breathing faster. “Yes. God, yes I do.” Lucian looked at me. His eyes were still furious, he must think i’m stupid. Unfortunately, this was the only way out. Trapping another soul would protect me from being caught. I picked up the most forbidden book. “Shadows of Three” : a story about one powerful man claiming two willing women. As soon as I started reading aloud, the magic surged. Lucian’s melted into dark hunger. “Then let’s give her what she wants.”

Ross’s thumb traced my bottom lip, his eyes burning with something darker than lust—something that looked dangerously close to love. “No, baby girl.” His voice was velvet over steel. “I’m going to own you. There’s a difference. And once you’re mine… you’ll never want to be anyone else’s again.” He stepped back just enough to place a thick black folder on the desk between us. The contract. My hands trembled as I stared at it. Every sane voice in my head screamed to run. Every broken, aching part of me wanted to drop to my knees and beg him to start right now.

Sean admitted, climbing down from the bed. “And I remember telling you that I’m in love with someone else." Amy firmly stated. She doesn’t understand why Sean didn’t want to let go of his feelings. Doesn’t he get the fact that she’ll never reciprocate his love? “You can’t be serious.” Sean chuckled in disbelief. Is she seriously referring to the same person he is thinking? “I am and you know it.” she replied. “You can’t seriously still be in love with a guy that left you completely shattered.”

She nodded her head at me. "And that's Dave, Orlando, Tobb." Ryan picked up the other three. So, this young man with a despicable smile was Dave, this brilliant blond hair was Orlando, the last person with black hair was Tobb. They were all very beautiful, but as a pattern, the color of the eyes was rather similar and the skin was strangely white. "No need to present Ryan, we're not near her." Scarlet said, the arrogant brow frowning. Ryan ignored her, grinned at me and told me.

“Don’t tell me this is your first time?” “It is,” I admitted. My parents were church elders, deeply rooted in purity culture, where alcohol was forbidden and virtue was prized above all else. Twenty-one years old, and I had never tasted a drop of liquor, and never felt a man’s touch beyond a hug. “There’s always a first time,” he said gently, pouring red wine into the glasses. The first sip made me wince—it was sweet at first, then sharp, the taste blooming strangely across my tongue. It burned just enough to feel new, but underneath, it warmed me, like a temporary relief.

“Then I don’t think I still have anything to tell you.” “Why, Mom?” I moved closer, almost pleading. “Why can’t we love who we choose to…..?” “I have heard of different stories where stepsiblings marry each other. I have watched it in movies, read it in books, and it all ended well. Nobody judged them, so why will ours be different?” “Because we are Christians!” The words echoed through the room, dropping like a bombshell. “It is a taboo in our religion.” “And if we are going to do something right….. then one of us will have to let go.”

Leaving Reo who is dead with lice with a million pieces of destruction in his feelings. Reo looked sadly leaving Jack. He said falling in love is never wrong. However, why is the feeling that Reo is experiencing is considered wrong, and disgusting? Worse yet, the one who said that openly was Jack, the idol of the heart for the past two years. "Jack, I'm always trying to get to you. It doesn't matter how you look at me, because I really love you." *** Jack couldn't understand Reo's attitude lately. Reo was like a man Jack no longer knew. Even though it has been ten years the friendship between the two is fine. Unfortunately, their relationship soured when Reo said he was gay.

Penny said dotingly, clinging to her daddy. He thrust into her again, filling her completely, their bodies entwining in passionate, forbidden love. He fucked her slow and deep, their taboo love making building to brutal intensity, then raw, animalistic, fucking. There was no going back. Never again could he be her daddy. Not after admissions of love. And yet, forward didn't seem to be an option either. They were just stuck. Penny didn't know what would happen next, but damn if daddy's dick didn't own her pussy.

For a brief second, I looked from one man to another, my pulse racing as anticipation settled heavily over the room. This was the moment I had been waiting for. “Fuck,” Enzo and Adrian groaned together as they stroked themselves faster. “Keep your mouth wide open,” Damien instructed. I obeyed, lifting my chin while watching them. Before I could think, they all reached their climax and burst their seed across my face. “Hmm…” Adrian moaned as he came, his breathing turning ragged. I slowly licked across my lips and released a deep sigh, tasting what remained before wiping the rest from my cheek with the back of my hand.