Taboo Story Novels & Stories

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.

“Do you think the person who came up with this ‘bed a girl to get her off your mind’ mentality actually succeeded in achieving that? Ever thought that he, instead, ended up falling in love with said girl and marrying her because fucking her the first time or in your case—one last time—had him only falling deeper into a self-dug pit.” Gabriel blinked once. Twice. Staring at James before looking at Colin who shrugged with raised eyebrows, also surprised by their friend's word-vomit. “Again,” Gabriel began, his voice firm. “That can't happen to me.” “Oh, I admire your confidence, oh pussy whipped master. What is your source, pray tell?” Colin teased in a faux British accent. “I have Sigourney,

This story contains incest/taboo sex, and materials of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. The Cruise just began..... Enjoy. >>>> Hello, my name is Shiela, and this part of my life has confused me since it started. I use the word 'started' because it continues through today. I realize that morally it goes against everything we are conditioned to do. I have never been able to tell anyone because I don't want to be judged. I will start with my upbringing.

I have always been able to trust Sammy. But how can I tell Sammy about how I am changing? How my interest in sex is pushing me beyond the normal limits that people have; how my Onlyfans account was veering further and further away from hers, which is strictly suggestive bathing suit pictures; how, when I masturbate now, which is currently about three times a day, all I can picture is my stepfather's face... my stepfather staring at me, his eyes glazing over with lust, as he cums? A wave of sadness washes over me. My stepfather, whom I love, and who now can't look at me because of the way I've been acting. The things I've done.

“I’m not sorry I did. You looked… overwhelmed. In a good way, I mean. Or a frustrated way. Both, maybe.” I let out a small laugh, embarrassed but honest. “Frustrated is right. The shift, the way you touched my waist at the charting station… it got to me. My ex used to get weird about me masturbating. Said it made him feel optional. So I stopped doing it around him. Last night I just couldn’t wait anymore.” He nodded slowly, like he was turning that over. “I get it….” The elevator jerked suddenly. The lights flickered, went out, then the emergency ones came on with that dull reddish glow. We stopped moving. Completely.

He whispered quietly in my ear, "Cum on Daddy’s cock while you’re talking to your mother." That dirty whisper pushed me over the edge. I came hard — really hard. My pussy clenched and spasmed around his thick cock, juices gushing down my thighs. My whole body trembled violently. I bit down hard on my arm to stay quiet, but a small broken moan still slipped out. "Jojo? What was that sound?" Mum asked. "I-I just... stubbed my toe," I lied, panting. "I’m okay... love you Mum... gotta go—"

Tyler, quieter but built solid with those broad shoulders that tensed up when he got excited, and Alex, the storyteller who could turn any boring moment into something wild with his tales. We kicked off the night with a standard round of Never Have I Ever, sipping shots whenever someone hit a truth we had lived, but after a few cycles and the alcohol hitting harder, Sarah suggested flipping it to what she called the Extreme Edition, where instead of drinking for the things you had done, you stripped off a piece of clothing, and that idea got everyone nodding and grinning because the vibe was already charged with that tipsy flirtation. Clothes started coming off pretty fast after that, shirts

The mirrors on the side wall reflected everything, my muscular body driving into her, her legs wrapped around my waist, her full breasts bouncing wildly with every brutal thrust. “Look at the photos,” I growled, gripping her throat lightly. “Look at your dad’s face while I fuck you on his desk.” Isabella moaned louder, staring at the framed picture of her father shaking hands with some celebrity. The taboo made her pussy clench even tighter around me. “Harder!” she begged. “Fuck me like you hate him!” I pounded her mercilessly, the wet slapping sounds obscene in the quiet office. I flipped her over, bending her across the desk so she was facing the large window overlooking the gym floor. Any

"And I am fully intended to make you faint" ------- Tabby

“Office hours ended over ten minutes ago. Is there something urgent?” I stepped inside and closed the door behind me, turning the lock with a deliberate, audible click. The sound seemed to hang in the air between us. “I know I’m late,” I replied softly, walking slowly toward his desk. My hips swayed just a little more than necessary. “But I’ve been struggling with the assignment on repressed desires and societal taboos. I thought maybe… you could give me some one-on-one guidance.”