Taboo Step Sis Novels & Stories

My sister, Kelly Sutton, was totally lovestruck. The night her longtime crush finally said yes, she begged me not to tell our parents about their date. She stayed out all night, and I covered for her. Kelly was so happy, I couldn't help being happy for her. Three months later, she jumped off the roof of our apartment building. Dad had a heart attack and died on the spot. Mom never smiled again. Eventually, she ended up in a psychiatric hospital. More than a decade later, after I became a cop, I dug up an old case that made my blood run cold. Kelly's crush, Calvin Tilley, was a psychopath who used love as bait to deliberately spread HIV, destroying young women's lives. That was why my

I’m going to die. “What am I?” More dangerous this time. More obsessive. “My Taboo step-daddy!” I cry out as cum rips from my cock, painting the sheets, my belly, and his scarred face. “Eat my fucking ass!” And he does. Hard, animalistic. Like cock tearing through a hole. Tristan’s mouth feeds on my ass, tongue lashing my swollen buds, and his teeth—sweet infant satan—those teeth should be banned. “So tight. So—-

I moaned, trembling, my body slick, my pussy still throbbing around him. He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear, whispering filthy commands as he gripped us both in his hands. “This is the unholiest thing you’ll ever feel… and you’re going to crave every second of it.” My body quaked at the thought. This wasn’t just sex… this was taboo, raw, and filthy, and I wanted every second. Every rough thrust, every cruel touch, every filthy word from him.

With each step, I feel myself getting harder. Fuck, I have never wanted anyone this bad. The second I hit the last step, I lean in kissing her again. Zoey moans against my mouth, wrapping her arms tight around my neck. I feel her nibble on my lip and I groan.

Her thighs pressed tightly together as she watched, her breathing becoming shallow. Each moan, each slap, each filthy word made heat pool between her legs. She could feel herself getting wet, in response to the raw intensity of the scene. Graham was giving it to the girl so good, so deep, that Sienna unconsciously began rubbing her thighs together and biting her bottom lip. "I’m gon— I’m cumming daddy!” The girl's moans grew louder, more desperate. Just as she reached a fever pitch, Sienna’s phone began vibrating in her hand.

Sia’s POV (18 years old) The next day in Biology class, the atmosphere was completely different. Everyone kept glancing at me. Whispers stopped the moment I walked in. No one had said a word outside the classroom — my stepdad’s warning had worked. I sat in the front row this time, already wet. My short pleated skirt barely covered my ass, and I wasn’t wearing panties. I knew what was coming. My stepdad — Mr. Hale to the class — stood at the front with a calm, authoritative expression. “Today we continue our practical unit on human reproduction. We will explore ten different mating positions and their reproductive advantages. Sia, come to the front, please.”

Their withdrawal would cripple Silver Fang's economy, which in turn would affect our newly formed partnership. "You just told me your bond requires regular contact to stabilize," Logan continued. "What happens next time? Another kiss? Something more?" "That won't happen," I said firmly. "We have protocols in place. Supervision. Boundaries." "You had those before and Jason still kissed her." He had me there. "We've reinforced them," Ella tried. "The elders are directly involved now. Every meeting is supervised by council members. There are strict rules about physical contact and proximity." "Rules Jason already broke once."

Sitting next to me was the middle-aged lead officer. He handed me a bottle of water. His tone was calm. “My name’s Simon Zinn. You can call me Officer Zinn.” “We went through your records. They’re clean. We really can’t believe that you would go and deliberately try to commit murder.” I lifted my head and met his gaze. There was not a trace of panic in my eyes and none of the fear an eighteen-year-old might feel. There was only a deep, bottomless stillness. Officer Zinn looked at me and frowned slightly.

The heat of it was enough to make my pulse jump. “You’re right,” he said, voice barely there. “I don’t own you.” A pause. A breath that felt like a fight. “But God help me, baby sis, I want to.” The bathroom felt smaller. The air thicker. My chest rose and fell too fast and I hated that he could see it. Hated the sudden heat between my legs even more. God Ariana control yourself, he's hot, good in bed too maybe but he's still Off-limits. He is my Stepbrother and I can't loose it just because he said he wants to own me.

TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains explicit adult erotica involving step-family taboo themes, including a threesome (MFM) with stepfather, stepbrother, and stepsister. Content includes intense sexual situations, rough sex, dirty talk. Carlis’s POV I thought we had the house to ourselves. The wedding preparations had everyone running around town, but Brian had me bent over the back of the couch, my sundress shoved up around my waist and my panties dangling from one ankle. His thick cock slammed into me over and over, stretching my pussy just right.