Taboos Novels & Stories

"Sit down on my lap, Jean, just the way mom was sitting." "But, I can't, she was sitting on . . .your. . .you were doing it to her." "I was fucking her, Aunt Jean, just the way I'm going to fuck you." "N N No. You're not going to ahh fuck me. I'm your Aunt, it's not right to fuck a close relative, there's a law against it." "But that's only because it isn't good to have children, to inbreed, which may bring out bad traits. I remember you telling mom that you were on a new birth control pill, so you can't get pregnant. So there is no reason we can't fuck, right?"

No attitude. The Uniform: You will sleep naked. Every night. But you will stay on your side of the bed. If you cross the invisible line, you’re out. No Self-Relief: You are not allowed to touch yourself. Not unless I allow it. The Shared Bath: All bathing will be done together. But the "No Touching" rule applies double here. "This is insane," I rasped, my voice cracking. I looked from the book back to her. "Rule number five? We have to bathe together? And I can't touch you? Aria, look at me. I’m already dying."

Tabi received an employee discount for her purchases, so she often came home with pretty nice clothes, which is usually what she wore to work. Tabi is known for being friendly, and many have described her personality as "Bubbly." She is petite at just over five feet barefooted. Her butt is round, curvy, and toned. She is athletic and firm. Her tits are not small or flat, but they are also not large. I would say like nice firm coconuts.

“Please, Mr Fu… you can talk to him. Just tell him I didn’t mean to ” He chuckled darkly, shaking his head. “You didn’t mean to? You leaked a goddamn sex tape at his wedding, Vivian. You think any man would forgive that? Hell, even the tabloids won’t touch you now. You’re poison.” Vivian’s knees nearly gave out. “I can’t live like this,” she whispered. “They’re calling me a whore online ”

Anyone that followed the rules gets special treatment and rewards like real cigarettes, a shift in the library, or twenty minutes face-down while he fuck you hard to teach you a lesson and anyone that breaks the rule learned what real pain felt like The block was a loud, stinking pressure cooker where shame had died years ago. Privacy was a myth. Men bent over communal steel tables or dropped to their knees in the middle of the tier, desperate for a crumb of the Warden’s attention. The sound of skin slapping skin and low, guttural groans was the constant soundtrack to the night shift.

"There's plenty of room." Marc chuckled, unhooking his towel and letting it drop to the floor before sliding into the deep tub directly opposite Leo. His broad thighs squeezed in between Julian’s stretched legs, the water level rising almost to the brim. The tight quarters locked all three of them into an intimate triangle of slick skin, rising steam, and shared warmth.

“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.”

“Except maybe Jackson.” “Pfft,” Jackson snorts, “I have a taboo list. And I’m seriously considering adding ‘kettle with a vagina’ to it.” “You have a taboo list?” I ask, genuinely alarmed. “You don’t?” Lucinda straightens her glasses and blinks like her worldview just shattered. Great. Now I feel like a nun. “I don’t even have a to-do list,” I mutter. Which is painfully true. No lists. No experience. No action. And every single one of them is to blame.

Aiden nearly whispered as he shifted in his seat. Evelyn shrugged. "It's like what you said about passion; just a little closer, more personal, and sometimes even a little more wicked. More taboo. It makes things just a little more... provocative." "Taboo?" "You know, like going against the rules." "Wow, Mom. I would have thought you would be 'safety first' and 'by the book' and all that jazz." "I guess there are still things about me you don't know." "I guess so," Aiden said, "What about the pill?"

“I can’t hear anything except a high-pitched whine.” “That’s what I was going for. The conversation about who tops who when it comes to this weird-ass taboo bullshit is not happening. End of discussion. Done. Because we are playing these two men. You and me. Debating topping and bottoming only encourages images to form in my head, and I never, ever want to see those images. Do you hear what I’m saying?” “Not really, you blew my eardrums. All I hear is wah, wah, wah, wah…” Nate glared, and I shut up before he decided to piledrive me.