Taboo Sec Novels & Stories

But in that fraction of a second, the SAEKGUI inside In-young's deepest reaches completely shattered the gates of taboo. The thrilling taboo of forbidden exhibitionism—the tension and shame that voyeurs on the vast open ocean might catch them in this depraved act of mating. It did not act as terror, but rather as the ultimate aphrodisiac, sending electrifying thrills through her entire body. "Do not stop...! Sam-seok, row the oars!" "Do not stop, thrust into my cunt harder, breed me like a beast!" Growling, In-young wrapped her arms even more fiercely around his neck as he tried to detach her.

It was weird after all, so to make sense of such a kink demanded some thought. "It's like I said. The act of doing something taboo. We're playing with fire, but with unwavering love and trust with each other. So it's a fire that we contain. And it's something we're doing together, which is important. As long as we're both involved it's perfectly fine to explore a little. And I can tell you find it pretty fun too. Or exciting perhaps."

Kai leaned against the edge of the desk, arms crossed, staring down at her with that same unreadable intensity. “What do you think?” he asked. Lila’s cheeks burned. “I don’t know… your schedule is really packed. Unless you’re really passionate about the job or something.” Kai’s lips curved into a faint, almost mocking smirk. “If I did this with just anyone, it would’ve been all over the news by now. Don’t you think?” Lila swallowed. Before she could respond, Kai slid a single-page document and a pen across the desk toward her. “Sign this,” he said. “It’s a non-disclosure agreement. Nothing about what happened in that room leaves here. Legal actions would be taken if posts or stories are shar

'Anyone would get angry if it happened to them! She got into the car and started meddling with her phone, her head lowered. She was typing really fast. When the car stopped at her door, Molly took a long breath and hit the send button. Swoosh! Beep! Sean received a list of taboos on his WhatsApp. There were ten on the list, including alcohol, cigarette, spicy food, seafood, etc. Everything on the list was sent from Molly. He scanned through them and frowned. "This is detailed enough, right? If I catch you breaking it one more time, you can treat yourself! Avoid everything on the list at all costs, got it?" Molly ordered seriously.

Tabby hasn’t attempted to make eye contact since she indirectly admitted to being sexually abused by Lorenzo. “The door has multiple locks, and only Lorenzo has the keys.” She explained, gesturing to the front door. Six, the fucker had SIX heavy-duty locks on the door. I’m sure every exit had the same level of security. What a piece of shit. Who treats their packmates like this!? Scum, that’s who—power-hungry scum. “Looks like I should go back and find the keys.” I sighed.

Men and women were having sex openly on leather benches, padded tables, and plush rugs, using whips, restraints, and various toys. Unfiltered moans echoed off the walls. It was a complete sex den. "Welcome to the den of freedom," I said, trying to sound confident and smooth. "I found this place a few months ago when I needed an escape." I turned to look at Jay, expecting to see curiosity or excitement, but the words died in my throat. The warmth on his face was completely gone. His eyes were wide with pure horror, his lips parted as he took in the sight of two men on a table nearby.

I watched his hand move to his cock. I hope he’s fully aware that I’m doing this on purpose to know his next move. Maybe one day, he would get in and fuck me. Whatever! I wrote on the mirror in red lipstick, big enough that it could be read from across the street: WATCH ME FUCK MYSELF. He stared at the message for a long moment. He spread his leg wider and stroked his cock harder. I chose a smooth, curved vibrator and made sure he saw me take it out of the drawer.

Damien Where did you go last night." Lauren shouted. Damien rolled his eyes. "That's none of your business." He hissed. "Oh come one Damien, we had a special night last night. Don't start a fight. Where did you go?" She asked sternly. "Special? You're nothing but a low life whore who is just using me for money. And what we did was not 'special' I just did it cause I'm a guy and what guy would say no to sex? So as far as I'm concerned you were just a fuck. So if you really want to be a queen why don't you marry my father. He could really use a good fuck." Lauren's heart dropped. "W-what?" She asked shockingly. Damien smirked. "Now please get out of my room." He said calmly. Lauren's eyes wate

"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."

The emotional tether pulled tight, their friendship a lifeline in the storm of taboo lust, best friends lost in the glory of being used. The alternation grew frantic, cocks pistoning between pussy and ass like pistons, the men's grunts syncing with the girls' moans. Sara felt the peak building, a taboo ecstasy that blurred pain and bliss, her body a canvas for their anonymous fury. Another orgasm ripped through her, her screams mingling with Mia's as they begged in unison—'Fill us! Don't stop pounding!'