Taboo Short Stories Novels & Stories

Her laugh was cut short as our lips met again. We spent the next hour discovering each other in ways that had nothing to do with the night before. Zara talked about her photography studio, the chaotic energy of her shoots, the countries she dreamed of visiting, and her terrible habit of buying hardcover books she never finished. I told her about the grueling hours of setting up my own design agency, my childhood, and the terrifying beauty of building a life entirely on my own terms. Later, while wandering through the hallway, she noticed an open cabinet near my wardrobe. Her eyes widened as she caught sight of the small, elegant collection of intimacy products tucked away inside some still u

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.

“Why not have my first time and fuck me crazy? Kai’s cock twitched hard under her foot. He looked down at her flushed cheeks and still-swollen breasts, eyes burning. “Can you bear the risk of your cravings?” he whispered, voice rough. Lila pressed her foot firmer against him. “To get your cock pounding me hard, I’d bear anything. Isn't some secret forbidden rendezvous exciting?" Kai studied her for a long moment, then purred, voice low and dark. “If my cock buries inside you, you won’t be standing as fast as you are right now.”

The bond between us was alive, dangerous, it pulsed with everything that we could not say out loud. At the kitchen table, we all sat to eat. Clara began telling tales of her day at the salon, cracking jokes about the bizarre clients and what they asked for. Inside me, a storm raged, her warm voice unaware of me. I could feel every 'ouch' that Johnson gave my foot when he brushed it against mine under the table. I hadn't yet dried off from the bath encounter, my body not settling. I could see my nipples bulging against the robe, and my pussy kept clenching with unfulfilled longing, his fingers digging in and replaying on and on.

“Stroke it. Slow.” Leo obeyed immediately. His hand wrapped around himself again and started moving in long, careful pulls. Jake watched every second of it while he jerked himself at the same pace. The room felt smaller. Hotter. Every wet sound seemed louder. Leo’s thighs started trembling. “Jake— I’m close—” “Not yet.” Leo’s face twisted. His hand slowed even more, fighting himself. A bead of sweat rolled down his temple. “Please.” Jake’s own orgasm was building fast, heat tightening at the base of his spine. He stroked himself harder, eyes locked on Leo’s desperate expression. “You leave the door open again tomorrow night.”

She settled next to the first woman like it was the most natural thing in the world. Well. That answered my question. “Oh,” I muttered under my breath, and pulled my own robe off. The steam kissed every inch of newly bare skin. My nipples tightened instantly. I folded the robe and set it aside, trying not to look as self-conscious as I felt sitting there naked with two strangers. The two women spoke quietly in French for a minute. I closed my eyes and leaned back, letting the heat sink into my muscles. The steam was different from anything I’d ever felt at home...It felt like it was seeping into my bones. Exactly what I needed.

Tossing back yet another drink, Gabriel gruffed out, “Fucking her out of it one last time, of course.” Once again, James and Colin exchanged a look, their eyebrows raised, before simultaneously returning their gaze to their friend. “And what makes you think that'll work?” Colin asked, to which Gabriel arched a single questioning brow. James elaborated. “You had sex with her just once before, yes? Yet she's already so deeply buried under your skin. What makes you think doing it the second time won't make it worse?” Colin hummed in agreement. “He's merely pussy whipped for now, perhaps this time, he'll be obsessed.” He sipped his drink, gargling a chuckle at Gabriel's death glare.

Jane said, as she pulled her girlfriend to her and kissed her hotly on the mouth. Lara smiled as she watched her best friends passionately embrace. She did have to admit that Tabby’s suit was shockingly small. The tiny micro bikini was made of pink lace and was virtually transparent. Tabby’s pierced nipples shone through the cups of the small top and she could even see the outline of her vaginal lips in the minuscule thong bottom.

They sat around the fire, enjoying the delicious meal and each other's company. As the night wore on and the fish was long gone they sat around the leftover campfire, telling stories and laughing. Arabella sat close to him, and he could feel the heat of her body against his. He tried to resist, but as she leaned in and whispered in his ear, he knew he was doomed. He couldn't resist her any longer. As Noah suddenly said he had to go do his business in the bushes further away from the campfire Justin was left alone with Arabella and the sexual tension was building up in seconds!....