Taboo Moms Novels & Stories

Someone managed to click a picture of them kissing. "Fuckkkk". He cussed under breath. He looked for more and found someone blackmailing Zee to expose those pictures in return of some confidential information. That stated, it wasn’t only about money. ---- Tabby

"It's just, it's stupid. "Nothing you can tell me is stupid baby. What's wrong?" Naudia sighs. "I- I have never been with a highschool boy before, so I don't know if they can satisfy me or not." She pauses and whispers the last part. "I have never been with anyone before."

(CARLTON’S POV) The devil lurks in the dark, waiting for a piece of me. I didn’t forget to lock the door. I forgot my virtues. Orgasms feel more honorable than morals, master's degrees, and money. It’s the only thing I can’t buy. Three months since Mom married him. Twelve weeks of this nightly ritual. Eighty-six days of hating myself. And it only gets worse. The same cycle of taboo. Kneeling on all fours as he pounds inside me. Pleasure in exchange for his relief.

"I simply did what was required, Miranda." Miranda’s eyes darted between the two of us, her perfectly arched eyebrows furrowing. The smile faded slightly from her lips as she leaned back, sensing the thick, suffocating atmosphere that hung over the mahogany table. "My goodness, the tension in here is thick enough to cut with a knife. Have you two been arguing already? Vincent, I told you to be patient with him. He’s adjusting." "We haven't been arguing, Mom," I said, a wicked, teasing smile tugging at the corner of my lips. "We just... have a lot of unspoken things between us."

“Mmmph… what delicious tits… so big… so soft… I’m going to bite them until they’re marked. Pray, Sister… pray while I fill you with cum. Pray out loud so I can hear it.” Clara moaned and screamed with every thrust, her body being shaken on the marble. She tried to pray, but the words came out jumbled with pleasure: “Ave… aaaah… Maria… full of… cum… blessed art thou… among… the whores… aaaahhh… Father… fuck me harder… don’t stop… rip my pussy… fill me… fill me with hot cum…”

My skin felt so hot and damp, and between my legs was a wet mess, and the ache remained, refusing to fade even though I was now wide awake. Everything about that dream was so wrong, and forbidden. In our tribe, the Devil was the ultimate evil. My mother had raised me with terrifying stories about how he tempted good girls, how he ruined their souls, and how any woman who gave herself to him would bring shame and curses upon her entire family. We burned special herbs at night to keep him away. We were taught to fear even the mention of his name after sunset. If my mother ever found out I was having dreams like this, she would be heartbroken and furious.

"Mom, Dad... I broke up with Feign." The clinking of silverware stopped dead, I swallowed down, not just the food but my fear of what their reaction would be. I swayed my legs beneath the table anxiously, thinking of what mom might say next. My mother's head snapped up. Her eyes, the same color as mine but always so much colder, turned narrow. "You broke up with Feign?" she asked, her voice too calm. Mom’s voice was always calm; she never raised her voice, not under any circumstance. It was always what she taught me and my siblings to keep calm and collected no matter what, showing any other emotion was a sign of weakness and vulnerability. Even as kids we weren’t allowed to get scared, whet

One hand gripped her hip while the other delivered sharp, loud smacks to her ass with every thrust. “Take this dick, you little slut. You love sneaking around like this, don’t you?” Graham grunted, pounding into her relentlessly, the wet sound of her pussy echoing in the room. "Yes— daddy. Harder, please — oh God!" the girl moaned out, pushing back to meet his brutal strokes. Sienna Vale stood in the shadowed alcove behind a half-open door, her phone held steady, recording every second. Her thighs pressed tightly together as she watched, her breathing becoming shallow.

"Mommy!" "Tab!"

Azzura said as she looked at her mother suspiciously. Mrs Gaia stopped walking briefly “listen carefully Azzura i don't want to speak about it anymore so please forget it” Mrs Gaia said. “Their names are not to be mentioned, it is a taboo in the world we are in” she said again. “A taboo?” Azzura repeated in surprise. “But you have called the name no less than 5 times today and yet nothing seem to have happen except you being paranoid or should I say anxious for no reason” Azzura said as she fixed her gaze on her mother.