Taboo Short Stories 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.

"He’s trying to fix the lights. He thinks he’s going to come up here and find his perfect, sweet wife waiting for him in bed. He has no idea how filthy you really are, does he?" I should scream. I should fight. But the feel of him, the weight, overwhelming size of him compared to my husband, is doing something traitorous to my body. My pussy gives a violent, wet throb, a wave of heat crashing over me that has nothing to do with the storm. The taboo of it is like a drug. I'm kneeling in the rain, holding my husband's twin brother’s cock, while my husband is just two floors away. "Look at me, Emily," Gabriel commands, his voice dropping to a low, dominant growl.

Even when she did begin to get into the stories, in her mind she was substituting herself and Alex for the lovers in the stories. After another 30 minutes of annoyance, she switched back to mothers and sons. She then decided to check out "Taboo," to see what the big deal was. On a hunch, she checked her emails and spam folders to see if she'd received any new free trial memberships for p**n sites or discounts that were so prevalent these days. As she checked, she happily found a free trial offer for different p**n sites offering a plethora of categories. She licked her lips and clenched her thighs when she saw the one titled, "Incest/taboo." The banner showed numerous scantily clad attractiv

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

I literally felt so fulfilled. After a moment, Aunt was laying her back against the headboard; I was laying my back against her while her husband, still on the floor, on his feet, rubbing his cock, putting lube on it. I imagined he didn't like struggling. It was in this moment, when my aunt was kissing my back, holding me in place, almost as if I were about to run or something, that she was whispering in my ears that I should take her husband's cock in my wet teen pussy, did I believe that taboo sex was really happening in this world, not just staged in p**n.

And he was addicted to his little girl’s tight pussy. This was only the first story in the book of our sins. There were ninety-nine more ways to damn ourselves still waiting. And I could not wait to fall even deeper.

“Out loud. Starting from the section you stole.” Lila’s hands trembled as she took the pages. Her voice was barely above a whisper at first, but Kane’s sharp look made her speak louder. The words were explicit—far more explicit than anything she had submitted for class. In her panic and exhaustion, she had accidentally included passages from a secret erotic story she had been writing for herself… about him. “‘Professor Kane’s strong hands gripped my thighs, spreading them wide across his desk as he looked at my dripping pussy with hungry eyes…’” Her voice cracked.

It makes him groan and fuck me even rougher. We stay like that, fucking hard against the wall. My legs shake from holding on. He pins me tighter, one hand on my ass, the other still spreading my pussy. "You're so tight and wet," he says. "This forbidden pussy feels too good." I moan loud but bite my lip to stay quiet. The taboo of it all makes me hotter. He's my brother in law, and here we are again, risking everything. His cock keeps pounding me violent, hitting spots inside that make my eyes roll back.

THE NEXT STORY Kira It’s New Year’s Eve, and in just a couple hours, this miserable, sexless year will finally die. Twelve months. No sex. No close calls. Not even a halfway decent kiss. Just me, my vibrator, and the hollow kind of ache that doesn’t go away no matter how many times you take the edge off alone. It’s not like I’ve been holding out for candlelight and grand gestures. I just want someone to take control, to ruin me in a way that doesn’t ask permission or apologize afterward.

"Taking your cousin's cock like a good girl." They started moving together,Damon thrust deep and steady, whispering dirty loving words. "This pussy belongs to family now and no one else will ever feel how perfect you are." Lily wrapped her legs around him, meeting every thrust,the taboo made it intense knowing his blood was the same as hers, that this was forbidden but felt like coming home. He flipped her over, taking her from behind, one hand rubbing her clit while he pounded harder Lily came again, her pussy squeezing around him, soaking the sheets,the pleasure was so strong she saw stars.