Taboo 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.

And the next hour was filled with a deep conversation. Tom admitted he didn’t know if he was bisexual or not. He’d never acted on anything like this before, but he’d had fantasies of watching Janice get fucked by other men. He’d buried them deep because he was terffied she’d think he was weak or sick…or even worse…a pervert. Remembering all the nasty smut she reads, Janice could only smile internally, telling him to never feel ashamed of his sexual fantasies or kink. It was normal and he could have trusted her over these years so they could talk about it.

I thought the sessions with the psychologist would be more difficult. The topics we address are heavy, yet I find it easy to open up to her. Like Jane, I’m a very reserved person, and it embarrasses me to admit that I endured severe psychological abuse from my husband. I'm also ashamed of having had a lover. According to the values I was raised with, that was immoral—no different than being a prostitute. And on top of all that, I danced in a nightclub where illegal dealings took place.

Uhm… I just wanted to understand everything that happened last night better,” I whispered, even though I knew that was only half true. Lucian smiled. He pushed off the shelf and walked toward me, he felt close enough that I could smell the faint scent of aged paper and something darker, like midnight rain. “Very well, little librarian. But there are rules. Each book you choose will manifest its story through me. The words you read aloud become sensations on your body. The pleasure is real. It can make you moan, tremble, even come undone. But there is no lasting harm… unless you stay past the final chime too often.”

Tossing back yet another drink, Gabriel gruffed out, “Fucking her out of it one last time, of course.” Once again, James and Colin exchanged a look, their eyebrows raised, before simultaneously returning their gaze to their friend. “And what makes you think that'll work?” Colin asked, to which Gabriel arched a single questioning brow. James elaborated. “You had sex with her just once before, yes? Yet she's already so deeply buried under your skin. What makes you think doing it the second time won't make it worse?” Colin hummed in agreement. “He's merely pussy whipped for now, perhaps this time, he'll be obsessed.” He sipped his drink, gargling a chuckle at Gabriel's death glare.

“I swear, Gabriel, the money is ridiculous. Why wouldn’t I keep doing it?” Axl is lounging on my couch, still in his Jamie’s Lodge uniform and shoving an ungodly bite of pizza into his mouth. “I just want to know how you manage to look like you do by eating that crap,” I answer, nodding at the mostly-eaten slice. “All the gyrating I do,” he says, still chewing. I shake my head. “I don’t need a visual of you shaking your dick in some poor girl’s face.”

“We raised her for God! And you...” Mirabel's dad jabbed a finger in my chest. “...you corA Holy War rupted her. You ruined everything!” Then my dad stood, his tone was colder than ice. “Kyle, the rumors are everywhere. People are saying the Gates heir is screwing nuns for sport. A fetish. Do you have any idea what that does to our name?” Mirabel’s mother’s voice rose, it was cold with hate. “You’ll never be accepted by us, Kyle. You’re filth!”

“Please, Mr Fu… you can talk to him. Just tell him I didn’t mean to ” He chuckled darkly, shaking his head. “You didn’t mean to? You leaked a goddamn sex tape at his wedding, Vivian. You think any man would forgive that? Hell, even the tabloids won’t touch you now. You’re poison.” Vivian’s knees nearly gave out. “I can’t live like this,” she whispered. “They’re calling me a whore online ”

Oblivious to the incident she had caused. ******** Tabby

"Stop it. That's ridiculous." "I'm completely serious!" she insisted. "Live a little! This is literally the craziest, most out-of-character thing you've ever done in your entire life. Maybe that's exactly what you need right now. A little bit of chaos. A little bit of something... taboo and different." She wiggled her eyebrows at me suggestively.