Taboo Moms Novels & Stories

[ WILLOW’S POV ] "Please, Mum, today is the full moon! You can’t just send me out there. You know how tonight is, the male wolves will be everywhere, satisfying their ruts one way or another." "I don’t care, Willow. You need to get me the mogo herb. Look at your sister; she’s sick and only that herb can stabilize her," Mum snapped. I looked over at Ezra. She was lying on the couch with a faint smirk dancing on her lips. I knew she wasn’t sick; she was faking it just to destroy me, yet Mum fell for it every time.

"Thanks for joining us this morning, everyone." Tabby stayed close to Baruti, who stopped his chuckling after she glared at him for a moment. No part of her regretted last night, except for the fact she'd slept alone. And maybe it wouldn't be a big deal if everyone else knew she and Jaime were having a thing. It was kind of the task force's fault for casting her ideal guy too well. But she'd managed to avoid mingling work and pleasure this long, she didn't want to start now. Especially if she did push forward with having a kid. There would be enough talk about her then without adding in rumors that she'd gotten frisky with someone on a job.

We thanked them by cleaning every cock spotless with our tongues. As the weeks passed, our confidence skyrocketed. We were no longer just horny and desperate—we were professionals. Seductive. Addictive. We learned what these powerful men craved: the taboo thrill of mother and daughter, the way our dark skin glistened with their cum, the filthy talk, the total surrender that still felt like control. One quiet night after a particularly intense session with three hedge fund guys, Mom pulled me into the shower again. We washed each other slowly, fingers gentle between sore thighs.

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, and I figured it was better I speak fast or I’d lose my head before I get the chance to. “Her mother was a witch, and her father was an alpha with elemental blood.” I continued, I saw as they all tried to process what I had just said, “Yes, you know mating between an alpha and a witch has been prohibited decades ago, but it just kinda happened between her mother and her father,” I said, explaining how one of the greatest marriage taboos happened in history. “But what has this got to do with Lila?” Brian asked, narrowing his eyes down on me like I was the one who made the taboo.

"It seemed like you wanted me too and I enjoyed holding you all night mom." "Well let's not do that again." She protested. "Oh mom, what's the big deal?" "I don't know, it's just taboo." "Ok, whatever mom." "Did you undress me?" "Yes." "I guess thanks." She said with a smile and went to the bathroom. When she came back in, I slowly got up revealing my sexy underwear. I gathered my clothes off the floor and showed off my cock. She looked at my bulge and looked away. "Mom, I'm sorry. I hope you don't feel weird now?"

He whispered quietly in my ear, "Cum on Daddy’s cock while you’re talking to your mother." That dirty whisper pushed me over the edge. I came hard — really hard. My pussy clenched and spasmed around his thick cock, juices gushing down my thighs. My whole body trembled violently. I bit down hard on my arm to stay quiet, but a small broken moan still slipped out. "Jojo? What was that sound?" Mum asked. "I-I just... stubbed my toe," I lied, panting. "I’m okay... love you Mum... gotta go—"

Chapter 4: The Ancient Ruins King Torvald ventured deep into the forbidden ruins under a blood moon, the ancient stones humming with latent magic as glowing runes and creeping vines lit his solitary path through crumbling corridors and collapsed halls. The king was no stranger to danger, but this journey was different. Whispers across the realm had spoken of a mythical Titan-blooded guardian, a being said to possess the single largest cock ever known, a monstrous weapon infused with ancient, virile power. Torvald’s own thick, heavy cock strained painfully against his breeches at the mere thought. He had claimed warlords, orcs, and giants, but this… this was the ultimate prize he had been hun

Anine fold her arms around his waist, while she called his mother-in-law whose hut was closer for help as he tried to unfold her arms. “Onochie please don’t do this, mother help me!” Anine screamed. Onochie’s mother offered some help, but she was more concerned with the full message. “No one takes a suckling child away from her mother, it is taboo!” Mazi Ileka said in a very quiet voice.

But teenagers nowadays call it fucking. At hearing my mom say the word fucking, I wanted the floor to open up beneath me and swallow me whole. I would take anything to get away from here. Anything. "So the penis gets hard and the woman's private gets wet." Mom looks ready to slam her head into a wall as she winces. "But to protect themselves from any sexually transmitted diseases and unwanted pregnancies- My heart leaps and my stomach turns as she mentions the word pregnancy. I swallowed, suddenly feeling nauseated. Swallowing, I try to not focus on the bile dancing in my throat.

That big, heavy length strained against the thin, soaked fabric, the outline shameless—thick and long, the head of it swelling, the curve obscene, the ridge around the crown pronounced like a dirty promise. Even through the wet cling of the material, I could see it. The full weight. The kind of cock that would ruin you, rearrange you, split you so deep you’d feel it in your throat. “Dad… you’re here early,” Julia said with a small smile. I didn’t miss the flicker in her voice. Sometimes, I wonder if she ever thinks about him the way I do—though she’d never admit it. But taboos? They only matter if you’ve never tasted them.