Taboo Stories Online Novels & Stories

Mia's POV I woke up with Mr. Cole’s cock still inside me. Not a dream, not a fantasy, but real, thick, hard again, stretching me open in his big bed while the rest of the quiet Ohio house remained silent. Mr Cole was my best friend’s dad, forty-seven, divorced, shirtless, and buried so deep I could feel every pulse. My dress was shoved up around my waist, my panties were gone, his hand covered my mouth so I wouldn’t make noise while his other hand pinned my wrists above my head as he moved slow and dirty, dragging almost all the way out then pushing back in until my eyes watered.

"You have no idea what you're asking for, do you?" I shook my head. All I had were books. Mom's regulated the internet at home, so there were sites we couldn't visit. She'd caught me trying to log in to a p**n site and made sure to make me pay for it. The internet at school was regulated too. I'd read enough erotic books to know the words, but I had never seen anything in real life. "Damn, what has Edwina done?" He whispered, dragging a hand down his face. "You don't go around asking to be punished, Georgia. Men are creatures of hell, you have no idea what you could be walking into!"

“You look cute when you’re complaining.” She rolled her eyes but stepped closer, pressing her body against his. “Shut up. I’m serious. I’ve been thinking about you all day. Like… nonstop.” His eyebrows lifted. “Yeah?” “Yeah.” Ava’s voice dropped lower. “My sex drive’s been insane lately. I’m horny basically twenty-four seven now. I keep imagining your hands on me. Your mouth. Everything.” Noah’s hands slid to her waist, thumbs brushing under the hem of her cropped hoodie. “You’re not the only one. I’ve been half-hard since we left the library.”

Not only that, but we were also going to try to insinuate her with their cum. Tabi served them drinks then came back upstairs to get dressed. I went down to wait with Gordon and Greg. They said, "What a nice surprise for Tabi to let us in wearing only a robe and sexy heels. Let us see some pictures of her before dinner. I knew we had to meet their demands for the deal, so I opened the laptop where I had a few pics prepared to show. They were mostly of Tabi in her underwear. A few were of her completely topless. I was holding back the others with her completely nude, but they demanded to see more as agreed. I opened another file. There she was standing in bare feet with nothing but white pant

THEME: Dark, Intrusive, Taboo Stranger Encounter. KINKS: Stranger sex, voyeurism, rough dominance, forced orgasm, consensual non-consent sex. I wake up with a start, ... Not even knowing why. My skin tingles and I sit up, noticing that my apartment is quiet. I blink severally, adjusting my eyes to the darkness slowly while I look around nervously. The streetlight outside is throwing pale light across my floor and my room is still they way it was when I went to bed---- nothing looks out of place---- but I can’t shake off the feeling that jolted me awake.

Samantha In all my years of owning a publishing company, I've read countless books about taboo themes. From reverse harem, erotica, age gap, incest, mafia romance, dark romance, and all the hardcore topics. I realised that, in New York, people shunned books like these, and they made sure to shut them down before they got to the public eye. I built my company to give people a chance to see through their creative imagination, no matter how dark it is. There are people who actually like reading books like these. They are invested in them too; hence, they need their fix.

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.

What the hell kind of stuff did my dad write about? Inside that folder were literally dozens of documents. My hands were shaking as I slowly scrolled through them, reading the names of the files. It quickly dawned on me that this was not just any erotica. Every single title seemed to hint at some sort of "taboo" erotica. Maybe they were just like the one I had read the night before, about the owner's son and the intern. That was considered "forbidden" in many work environments. But no. These seemed different somehow. I finally chose one called "After School" and opened it.

Frustrated, she pulled her hand away, closed the document, and switched tabs to her fan page — @KaiLennoxForever, the biggest unofficial hub for the reclusive singer-producer with millions of followers. She quickly posted the a snippet with a teasing caption: “New spicy one-shot just dropped 🔥 What happens when Kai finds you alone in his kitchen? Link in bio. Sweet dreams, loves.” Comments flooded in almost immediately. "When is the next full story???" "This is too hot I can’t YN is living my dream." "Delulu emergency incoming!!!!"

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—-