Taboo Sexual Novels & Stories

Only feel—his fist gliding, twisting over the head, the way his breath fanned my throat, the hard ridge of his erection pressing against my hip through his slacks. “Look at you… so shaky. You like it when I touch you, don’t you?” “Yes… oh god yes… more please…” I tried to reach for him, wanted to palm the thick outline straining his fly, wanted to feel how hard he was for me but he caught my wrists again, pinned them higher. “Uncle…” “What do you want, pretty boy?” We needed to stop. We had to. My parents. The family. This is taboo.. But my body screamed otherwise.

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."

“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.”

“For I have sinned.” His eyes darkened with lust and something almost like pain. “Yes, you have,” he said, sliding back into my mouth. “And so have I.” He began to thrust gently into my mouth, fucking my face with slow, controlled movements. Saliva dripped down my chin as I sucked him eagerly, lost in the taboo of the act. A priest in his rectory using my mouth like a whore. I was soaked between my thighs. My panties were ruined. My nipples ached against my bra.

replied Rose, "but with a big stinky difference. Analingus, like Daddy did, is working the tongue into an entrance that is clean. I have been close to both sides of that, giving and getting, both more by accident than by intention. I have seen how it worked for others when there is trust for peace of mind. But ATM means taking an penetrator like a cock or a dildo out of the deep do-do of somebody's ass, and putting it directly into somebody's mouth. Yukkk! Some losers get turned on by the idea, it is a power-trip, but as a reality there are a lot of problems. Even the wildest party creatures I was down with would never consider it. In practice ATM is basically a crack-whore thing." David sec

"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."

“Why… what?” “Why haven’t you?” He leaned forward just a little. “Do you not like men? Aren’t you curious?” My entire face caught fire. Of course, I was! I mean, wasn’t everyone curious about their opposite gender at some point? Especially teenagers? But It was forbidden for me. I sucked in a sharp breath, gripping the hem of my hoodie. “I—I mean, I am… but it’s…” I hesitated. “…It’s a taboo,” I blurted.

“He’s… not real, right? But I can see him. I’ve heard you sometimes… scream late at night. Moaning, gasping. I thought you were watching something sexual and masturbating, but this… please Can I… touch him?” Lucian looked at me, he got furious and aroused. “You brought her here? Into my world, without my consent??” “She won’t tell anyone Lucian ,” I said quickly, my voice damn shaking. Lucian’s angry face was scary. “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?”

Behind closed doors, the rules don’t exist. Welcome to a world of dark cravings, intense control, and the intoxicating thrill of the forbidden. This sizzling compilation brings together a collection of raw, high-stakes erotic stories where boundaries are crossed, inhibitions are shredded, and surrender is the only option. In Book One: Escapades with Step daddy, nineteen-year-old Ella Monroe's wicked fantasies become a dangerous reality when she is caught spying on her stepfather, Sebastian. What follows is a frantic, high-risk game of lust played right under her mother's nose—filled with breathless encounters, sharp commands, and an addiction neither of them can control. From taboo

I bite my lip, typing fast. “Just a T-shirt, riding up. Black lace panties, super tight. You will definitely like it and it will drive you crazy.” His reply pops up quickly, making my stomach flip. “Fuck, I can picture you on that bed. Should I tell you something nasty?” “Go for it,” I type, my heart picking up. “If I were with you, I would grab your boobs, slow at first, feeling you up. Then I will slide my hand down, beneath your panties, rubbing your clits and fingering your pussy till you’re shaking.”