Novelas y relatos de Taboo

Look how it turned out with my former mate, Luke. I am actually quite a piece of work because how do I go from that strong trembling in the bathroom that had my world feeling like it was coming to an end, to actually feeling my nipples harden and my clitoris throb at the thought of my mate's brother taking me. I should loathe and scold myself for it, but I actually quite enjoy the thrill of doing what is not expected of me. I guess the word is taboo. I love a good taboo to get the adrenaline rush that an adrenaline junkie like myself needs. **ATLENE'S POV**

My arms trembling beside me as I waited for what came next. But he didn’t get up. He didn’t even move. He just stared. And then he said the filthiest, most terrifying, most delicious thing I had ever heard. “Today’s lesson is control.” My breath hitched. “Control?” He nodded once. “You’ll learn how to cum without a sound.” My eyes widened. “Wait, what..

Every thrust made my body shake. His heavy balls slapped against my clit. My juices ran down my thighs. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back while fucking me. His other hand reached around and rubbed my clit fast. “You like that?” he growled in my ear. “You like your stepbrother’s cock stretching this pussy?” “Yes… fuck yes,” I moaned. The taboo words made me even wetter. He fucked me faster. The kitchen filled with the sound of his skin slapping against mine and my loud, shameless moans.

Chapter 42 Ronan’s POV The next day, the morning breeze hit me like a wild ass hangover I couldn't shake. My body still buzzed from what had happened at the conference table, the way my dick had pushed smoothly into Soren’s heat, the way he’d laughed lowly against my palm like he’d won something. I stood at the transparent windows in my office, staring down at the city as I ignored how my coffee was going cold in my hands. “In no way should any of the staff have an affair with one another’ that was the rule that had kept me sane over the years' cause afterall, we do see companies and CEO’s come crashing and burning down over some flimsy office pussy or whatever.

Not even the perpetrators who still managed to look more anxious for no reason. “As we all know, there are some crimes that are so taboo that we do not take them lightly.” They responded with agreeable nods. “But unfortunately, one of us in this room has broken the rules and committed such a taboo crime.” Another wave of whispers followed. I clicked my glasses again, trying to get an air of calmness. “Please let us all settle down, it is important I say this fast so we can move forward on a good line of action.” The room went still once more.

“Every need. Every want.” Mr. Hargrove cleared his throat and continued with the paperwork, but I barely heard the rest. My mind spun with the implications. I was twenty-one, technically independent, but suddenly tethered to this man—my father’s best friend, the one whose lap I’d sat on for years, the one who’d just fingered me in his bathtub this morning. The taboo of it made my pulse race between my legs.

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

“Good girl. Take every drop. Let your womb drink your step-brother’s cum.” He lost control. He fucked me through three screaming orgasms, choking me, slapping my tits, calling me his dirty taboo slut. When he finally came, he roared and pumped what felt like liters of hot cum straight into my womb. So much it overflowed instantly, running down my ass in thick white rivers. “Feel that? That’s me marking you from the inside. No one else will ever have this cunt again.” “I don’t want anyone else… only you. Keep me. Ruin me forever.”

"I was wondering if you’d like to join me there." The air between us thickened, charged with something unspoken. I could see the flicker of contemplation in her eyes, the way her breath caught just a moment longer than before. The laugh lines around her eyes softened, morphing into a vibrant curiosity. "What’s so special about the Red Room?" “Well,” I said, leaning even closer, my voice a low murmur. “It's a place where inhibitions can be tossed aside, where you can surrender completely to desire. Just the two of us, away from the crowd."

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.