Young Taboo Erotica Novels & Stories

The lewd, dirty photos left nothing to the imagination — her tits and open cunt-hole on full display for other men to see and lust over. We had fantastic sex that night. When the opportunity came for her to appear in her first proper porno film, I agreed to accompany her and watch. I stood behind the lights and cameras as Kamilla lay there wantonly on the bed, her pussy on full display and her lovely soft tits exposed to Carl, the male stud.

His breathing grew ragged. Sara reached between her own legs with her free hand. She was still soaked from her orgasm and the constant arousal. She rubbed her clit in circles while she sucked him, chasing another release. The dual sensation made her moan around his cock. The vibrations made him curse under his breath. He watched her the whole time, eyes half-lidded. “That’s it. Touch yourself while you suck my cock.” The dirty words sent another thrill through her. She rubbed her clit faster. Her second orgasm hit her while she had him deep in her mouth. She whimpered around his length as her body shook again. Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs.

“Please Nate… I need your cock inside me. I’ll be good. I’m only twenty-one… I can’t wait anymore. Fuck me hard. Fill me up.” Fuck, her words got me. I pushed just the head inside her. She felt so damn good. Hot. Tight. I held still. Let the cameras see how her pussy gripped me. Chat started blowing up. I glanced over quickly. “Damn she tight.” “Make her beg more.” “Edge that whore.” I read one out loud like it was mine. “Yeah you heard that? Beg louder baby. They wanna hear how desperate my twenty-one year old slut is.” She didn’t question shit. Just moaned louder.

MAYA His mouth moves lower, kissing across my collarbone, down to my breasts. He takes one nipple into his mouth and sucks, hard enough to make me gasp. “Damon!” “That’s it, little wolf. Let me hear you.” He lavishes attention on my breasts, sucking and licking and biting gently until I’m writhing underneath him. Then he moves lower, kissing down my stomach, my hips, my thighs. “Spread your legs for me,” he growls. “Let me see all of you.”

They laughed loudly at her feeble protests, their hands roaming all over her naked flesh but ensuring to avoid her pussy mound. Tessa screamed again as her bikini bottoms were pulled down to her knees, her thighs pulled apart and her gaping sex leered at by four huge black men. She lay there struggling weakly as her thighs were held open and each of the drooling men ogled her sex disgustingly. They lifted her and pulled her knees up, taking turns to get a better look at her slit and the pink little ring of her anus. “Nice arse,” one commented. “Wouldn’t mind fucking that I can tell you.”

And the spells were only for one thing. Sex. I flipped through all the pages, dumbfounded. There were pictures of naked people with arrows pointing to boobs or pussies or cocks, and instructions on the spells to cast to make them bigger or tighter or thicker. My jaw dropped when the next page I turned had a picture of a woman being fucked hard in the middle of a pentagon, by a wonderfully handsome man with horns and a tail. No shit. Demon sex.

I moaned, biting down on my lip when his fingers slid over my folds—slow, taunting, sinful. "I couldn't stop thinking about you," I whispered, pressing my hips into his touch. "I needed..." "You needed me to make you come," he finished for me, his voice dark and breathless. "You needed to sin again." And I did. God help me—I did. "Be a good girl," he murmured. "And on your knees." My hands trembled slightly as I steadied myself, head bowed, breath uneven. I could hear the faint hum of prayer from the main hall, voices rising in unity, unaware of the blasphemy happening behind the booth.

His lips found the sensitive skin of my neck, sucking a mark right below my ear. “No one has to know,,” he whispered into my ear, his voice a low, vibrating sin. “Just a secret. Just once. I’m so hard for you right now, I can barely breathe.” He traced his tongue up to my earlobe, licking it slowly. I shivered, my head falling back. “Eva doesn’t have a single sex bone in her body,” he muttered, his hands sliding down to my waist. “She’s all career and wedding plans. She doesn’t look at me the way you do. She doesn’t make me feel like this.”

“I want you to stretch me open and fill me with your cum while Mom’s right there.” The dirty words made him grind harder. He shoved two fingers back into my cunt while his cock rubbed my clit relentlessly. The dual sensation — his thick fingers stretching me and his fat cockhead grinding my clit — sent me spiraling into a third orgasm. This one was shattering. My pussy clamped down on his fingers, squirting again as my whole body convulsed. I had to bite his shoulder to stay quiet. Waves of dark, taboo pleasure crashed through me, leaving my cunt swollen, dripping, and aching for his cock.

Her murmurs changed from soft to loud as they vibrated around the shower cubicle. "Open your legs!" "Shit!" She cried out as I moved the shower head against her clit. I leaned in and held her butt with one hand and started to suck on her nipple like a newborn baby. I could feel her growing weaker as she started to scream out, "Liam!" Shit, I love the way that she called out my name. I could tell that the tension was too much for her, but she confirmed it as she yelled out, "I'm coming!"