Taboo Romance Books Novels & Stories

She moaned at the stretch, her head falling back against Marcus’s shoulder. “Fuck, she feels perfect,” Ethan groaned, starting to thrust deep and steady. Marcus kissed her neck, one hand playing with her breasts while the other rubbed her clit in time with his son’s thrusts. “That’s it, baby girl. Take your brother’s cock while Daddy holds you.” The taboo words sent a fresh wave of arousal through her. Lila came again quickly, clenching hard around Ethan. He followed soon after, burying himself deep and filling her with a low groan.

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“Cathy! You’re wearing Daddy’s robe.” Heat flooded my face. Damien’s gaze flicked to me over the rim of his mug, gray and unreadable except for the dark heat still banked in them. “She needed something clean,” he said evenly. “Eat your breakfast, Lila.” I moved to the stove on autopilot, starting eggs the way Lila liked them. Every step made the soft fabric of the robe brush my bare skin. Every time I shifted, I felt the faint ache between my legs and the slow, inevitable trickle of him still leaking out of me. Damien’s presence filled the room like a second heartbeat. Once, when Lila turned away to reach for the juice, his hand brushed the small of my back under the robe, fingers sliding ju

“Sophie let me explain everything…he’s real here okay?. These books you see are fantasies that make things happen. Whatever sex you read from this erotic series, you would feel it. You want to feel it too?” Sophie nodded eagerly, already breathing faster. “Yes. God, yes I do.” Lucian looked at me. His eyes were still furious, he must think i’m stupid. Unfortunately, this was the only way out. Trapping another soul would protect me from being caught. I picked up the most forbidden book. “Shadows of Three” : a story about one powerful man claiming two willing women. As soon as I started reading aloud, the magic surged. Lucian’s melted into dark hunger. “Then let’s give her what she wants.”

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

She chuckles, shaking her head. The sight of her putting her makeup on and getting dressed does nothing to relieve the tension in my cock and as soon as she leaves I retrieve the shoebox from the closet shelf. Inside I find, not only some DVDs, but also mom's vibrator and a large dildo. Damn, I wonder if mom meant for me to see these. There are three DVDs in the box; Sorority Sex Kittens, 5 Rooms and Taboo. Just from the covers, the first two look hot. My cock is still hard from watching my mom, so I only see about 15 minutes of the first DVD before I shoot my load. I scan through the rest of that DVD as well as the second one, trying to figure out what mom likes. The first two have a lot of

Bet it’s still a little tight across your chest. I sucked in a breath. You’re insane. Maverick: Nah. I can’t stop picturing it. You, flushed at the table, almost biting your lip off while my foot was on yours. Heat shot down my spine. My reply was slower this time. Stop. Maverick: Bet you’re squirming in your bed right now. No I’m not. I was and my panties were wet. Maverick: Then prove it. Call me.

“If anything, Isabella, you're the one swooning after me. Besides, you think I'd make threats about killing? I do it daily, Isabella… Speaking of which, we travel in a week.” I enjoyed the twisted look on her face, the stone cold expression on her face, and I revelled in her misery. “Why?” she asked, but I gave no response. She parted her lips to ask some other question but was quick to decide against it, holding the last bit of self-esteem she had. My eyes trailed over her once again. I had come, knowing I hated Romano even when it was his wedding party; I hated his guts; the bastard had once tried to take my clients. He must think some wine and a party could repay his lies and betrayal

Day after day I sat across from women who told me about rough hands pinning them down, about cocks slamming into their unwilling bodies, about the dark pleasure that came from being completely used. I had always offered comfort and healing. Yet lately my own body betrayed me. My huge DD breasts would ache with a heavy fullness, my nipples hardening into stiff peaks beneath my bra. A slick, shameful heat would build between my thighs whenever I listened to them speak of surrender. I would cross my legs tighter during sessions, biting my lip so hard I almost drew blood, trying to keep the soft sounds of arousal from escaping. What was wrong with me? Why did the tales of abuse ignite this forbi

Climbing onto the bed, I kicked the duvet aside and spread my legs wide, then grabbed my earphones and hit play on my favorite audiobook. “Hello… Daddy.” I activated the audio play. The low, velvet voice filled my ears instantly. “Mmm, Laila… you came back, baby. My naughty little slut. Close your eyes for me and spread those pretty legs wide and let your fingers slide down between your thighs. I want you to feel how wet you already are just from hearing my voice.” I obeyed without hesitation, kicking the sheets aside and parting my legs shamelessly on the bed. My fingers tremble slightly with excitement as they trail down my stomach and settle between my cherry folds.