Taboo Mom Novels & Stories

Adnam installed an app-controlled vibrator that he turned on while the three of them had dinner together. The taboo didn't destroy them. The taboo united them. And so, stepfather and stepdaughter lived their secret, dirty, intense, and eternal love—one fuck at a time, one orgasm at a time, one "I love you" whispered in the dark at a time. THE END.

Finally. Locked. Safe. At least for now. Away from Jeremy. She kept herself locked up in her room, until her parents returned home. Hours later, she came out, hair twisted into a messy bun with a few strands framing her face, an oversized T-shirt swallowing her figure, shorts hidden beneath, and glasses perched on her nose. Jeremy looked at her, eyes scanning up and down her body with that infuriating smirk on his face. She rolled her eyes and walked away. “Alright, everyone,” Jane’s mom said from the living room. “It’s movie night.”

he promised darkly, swimming away with a smirk. The dinner was torture. Under the table, his bare foot slid up her calf, teasing higher until she nearly dropped her fork. Their parents remained oblivious, chatting about work and weekend plans. That night, Emma lay in bed replaying every touch, every look, every forbidden word, and her body burned for more.

I protested. "Why shouldn't I? You are an adult now. There is absolutely nothing wrong with us discussing matters of that nature," she replied, letting out a soft chuckle. Mom's demeanor made it seem as though she regarded me as one of her high-society socialite friends, someone she could casually gossip with about bedroom antics. I recalled a time not too long ago when I had accidentally overheard Mom and her circle sharing explicit stories regarding intimacy with their respective husbands. Back then, viewing such discussions as strictly taboo, I had chosen to immediately distance myself, harboring zero interest in listening.

She was so jealous of her mother's beauty that she's been poisoning her mother's skincare products to disfigure her! For a moment, people weren't sure whether to believe her. But then a familiar voice rang out, "Ellie, didn't I tell you to keep that secret?" Mom appeared behind the crowd with a mask. All eyes shifted to her. With red-rimmed eyes, Mom shook her head in disappointment. "Tara, I never realized you cared so much about my looks. It was my fault for not noticing how much you were hurting." Once again, she tried to steer the crowd's attention back to me.

I ask the dead quiet room. “They should be extinct.” Tara says, her voice quiet. “Wait, I linked my mother, she is coming with urgency.” Oloron is pale and fidgety, mom’s face is set into an angry expression not directed at anyone and aunt Tabatha looks like someone killed her favourite kitten in front of her. I realize she is mindlinking, and it doesn’t take me long to know who.

She casually drops the bra on the floor, still focusing out the window. '"Taboo?' Really? Where the fuck did you find that word? Incest, Father. We are talking about incest. Having sex with your family." I shift in my chair. Maybe I'm too careful, but I need a clear sign. "Which is also illegal, and for very good reasons."

I wanted to be fed with cock, slapped with cock, bent over, and dicked down like there was no tomorrow. With how addictive p**n was, I couldn’t keep relying on it or pleasuring myself all the time, especially with my family around. I could be caught. And when I am, my mom will think I am sinful and corrupt and might send me to a priest for confession or even ship me off to some religious reform facility. I couldn’t afford that. Not while I was waiting to get into college like everyone else my age. So one morning, after everyone had left, I found myself walking towards the park toilet.

For six months, I pick through trash to scrape together enough money to buy Mom a beautiful dress for her birthday. I can't wait to give it to her. But the moment I hand her the dress, her gentle smile vanishes. She screams, shoves me to the floor, and grabs a chair. She brings it down on me again and again. "Did that monster put you up to this? Did he tell you to give me this dress just to hurt me? You've got his blood in your veins! I should've known you'd turn on me!" She beats me until I'm barely breathing, then runs out of the house, leaving me alone on the cold floor. As my vision blurs, a book suddenly opens before my eyes. That's when I learn the truth. I'm the tragic male lead

"Besides, didn't you say that as long as it is two consenting adults, fuck it?" "That was a different type of taboo, though Mom." Aaron said, looking up at his mother. "I know, Son. But those were your words, not mine." "But..." he was running out of arguments and she knew it. "But we have to be naked to play the game." His veins felt like they were pumping melted lead. "Oh really?" She tilted her head to the side with her hands on her hips. "Well that means I get to see a nice, hard cock firsthand, doesn't it." She reached to her side and began to lower the zipper on her dress.