Taboo Story Novels & Stories

Someone managed to click a picture of them kissing. "Fuckkkk". He cussed under breath. He looked for more and found someone blackmailing Zee to expose those pictures in return of some confidential information. That stated, it wasn’t only about money. ---- Tabby

"What I'm going to tell you, it stays between us, okay?" "Sure." "I'm serious." "So am I." She studied him for a moment. Her heart wanted so badly to just put it all out there and believe he'd pick it all up and help her with the next step. But life wasn't always so neat. "Tabby got pregnant in college. Her parents pressured her into getting rid of it. She's always said that was her life's greatest regret. I don't want to make the same mistake. I don't want to get backed into a corner."

I want to go all Taboo mode! So if you want me to write this then I look forward to your comments in the comments section.

In many Eskimo communities, it is the height of hospitality for a man to offer his wife to a guest. Manuela Cole and her cousin, Marika, appear to be two average middle-class Americans. Yet the two of them indulge in behavior that many others would consider abnormal; indeed, the two of them commit what, in many societies, is among the oldest taboos known to man. But who is to say whether either or both are normal or perverse? A novel of major interest to any who hope to find and define their own standards of correct behavior. A page of our restless society as food for serious thought.

"Well... This is not a good advice, infact it's not supposed to be called an advice but if you can't tell your parents about the unsafe relationship you have with your brother, and also can't stop your brother from doing the forbidden, then I say, just go with the flow. Like I said, it's a really bad idea." "I am really doomed. How do I go to my mum, and tell her that I have been commiting a taboo with my brother. Let's just go to class." Alexia said, getting up from the desk she's sitting on, and together they both walked out of the classroom, and head back to the main school. **************

And so damned hot. She talked about narrative structure and unreliable narrators. I barely heard her. My hand shook as I turned to page 117. When she asked if anyone had an example of a compelling line from erotic literature, I raised my hand. She raised an eyebrow. “Mr. Turner?” I stood and cleared my throat. “He wanted to taste obedience on her tongue.” The class went silent. A couple students chuckled. Someone made a low “damn” sound in the back. She didn’t laugh. She just smiled slowly.

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.

Tonight, every night for a week and maybe days too. --- Tabby

Janice was tired of this. Every afternoon she curled up on the couch with her tablet, devouring filthy stories about women who got fucked the way they truly needed — rough, hungry, shameless. Her hand would slip into her panties, fingers frantically rubbing her swollen clit until she came in quick, disappointing waves. It was never enough. Months ago, her husband had made sure of that. He’d discovered her small stash of toys and exploded. “What kind of wife needs that shit?” he’d yelled. “Are you saying I don’t satisfy you?”

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.