Taboo Young Sex Novels & Stories

It was weird after all, so to make sense of such a kink demanded some thought. "It's like I said. The act of doing something taboo. We're playing with fire, but with unwavering love and trust with each other. So it's a fire that we contain. And it's something we're doing together, which is important. As long as we're both involved it's perfectly fine to explore a little. And I can tell you find it pretty fun too. Or exciting perhaps."

“Grow up, the two of you; talking about sex is healthy. There is too much stigma around it already.” “Why do you have to do this with me? Why not the others?” Leo was now glaring at Dev. Dev looked back at him, “I talked about it with both of them when they were in school. You are the only one who ran away from the conversation.” “Because it's uncomfortable to talk about it with you guys. Besides, I wasn't doing anything back then.” Dev gave him a look. “You do realize deleting tabs doesn't delete the history.” Neel snorted.

Where's the wrong in two consenting adults exploring their sexuality together? "The gun," I said. "The cigarette burns. The—" *All negotiated. All consensual. All part of a dynamic that worked for both of you. Yes, it was intense. Yes, it had elements that vanilla society would consider taboo. But it wasn't abuse, and it wasn't wrong.* I sank back into my chair, my head spinning. Because he was right—the memories didn't show Celeste afraid or coerced. They showed her engaged, aroused, often asking for more.

“You two always collect payment like this, or am I just special?” Roy’s laugh was low and dirty. “Special enough. Most girls don’t bend over this easy.” Hank’s thick fingers hooked into the waistband of my shorts and tugged once, testing. “Mouthy little thing. Bet that mouth does more than talk.” I felt the heat between my legs spike. My secret kink—the one I never admitted out loud—was already throbbing. Older men. Rough hands. Being used like I was nothing but a warm hole on the side of the road. These two had walked straight out of every filthy fantasy I’d ever gotten off to alone in the dark.

Hugo almost pleaded to her. “I… uh… I …” She couldn’t form a single word as they both didn’t wait for her words and dived straight to make her orgasm multiple times. --- Tabby

That turned her on so much that she grabbed my hand and guided it to masturbate her under her dress or skirt. I learned that when sex becomes so easy to acquire (merely on a whim) it can get easy to take it for granted. But grandma doesn't let it become boring for either of us. She's an uninhibited freak who's game to try almost anything that doesn't involve pain. Her motto has always been: If it feels good, do it! That includes swinging.

“Come here.” Miles slid off the desk and into his lap, knees on either side of the chair. They kissed like men who had already had each other twice that day and still had not had enough. Tookes opened Miles’s pants and worked him with a rough, knowing fist. Miles rocked into it and kept his sounds in Tookes’s mouth. “This is going to end us,” Tookes said against his lips. “Then let it.”

But his next question took me aback. “What else do you like, princess?” There was curiosity in his question and zero traces of judgment. He genuinely wanted to know what I liked. I never voiced it out, I always liked being used by them, but I’ve never really told either of them what I wanted. Maybe it was because most of the things I liked were all forbidden, especially since it always involved being with both of them. Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, cuckold, breath play. And a whole lot of taboos I couldn’t wait to try out now.

There was a moment of tight resistance; she clenched, a sharper gasp escaped her, and then he was inside, fully, buried to the hilt in a heat that seemed to consume him alive. They both froze. The air rushed out of their lungs in a single thud. Her eyes widened, locked on his, capturing the expression of pure ecstasy and pure horror he knew was stamped across his face. It was the final violation of a taboo, and the final fulfillment of a desire. It was the place from which there was no return. And then they began to move.

“With how freaky you get on stage, I didn’t think you’d have so much self-control… your cock was practically throbbing with need in there.” Kai smirked, eyes darkening. “You seem to know so much about me for a casual listener.” Lila’s lips curved. “You're extremely popular. I’ve seen a number of videos.” Kai’s gaze stayed locked on hers, teasing. “And how did watching those freaky videos make your feel?” Lila felt heat pool between her thighs again. “Uhmm...Good. But not as good as your fingers… You really live up to the words written about you.”