Lahat ng Kabanata ng Taboo One Shots: Kabanata 261 - Kabanata 270

Molly wanted to object, but Pam covered her daughter's hand and Pam accepted his decision with a smile. "Of course, dear. Let your wife fuck that cock for a change," Pam said, glaring daggers at Sally across the table. Sally winced, while Stan pressed his luck further. "Dinner once a week should be fine. We don't want you interrupting us all the time, angel. Do we, honey?" Stan laid it on thick, smirking at Pam with bedroom eyes. "But Sally gets to—" Lisa began to whine, but Pam wasn't about to back down from the challenge of winning Stan's dick back. She knew just how to put him in his place. So Pam kicked Lisa in the shin under the table, making her cry out in frustration and pain. "Of course, dear. Sally's still studying. She must stay. You're a married woman, Lisa. Fuck your husband," Pam gritted out, that flawless smile remaining in tact as she hacked her steak apart like it was still alive. "Yes, mommy," both Lisa and Molly said with heavy sighs. Stan chuc

Needless to say, that just made Stan want her more. "Mommy understands baby," Stan purred, grabbing Sally's thighs, splitting them wide open and fucking her even harder, his hips snapping forward with brutal force as he growled low, "This greedy little cunt can take it. Show mommy how well you take daddy's cock, you filthy little fucktoy." The head of his cock dragged against Sally's walls with every vicious thrust while her juices coated his shaft and dripped onto the floor. Pam's own pussy clenched and dampened in envy as she mixed the neglected batter together aggressively. Stan never fucked her like that. "When am I getting pounded that hard?" she couldn't help but seethe, her pride taking a knock as she pined after her loser husband's cock, drooling as she watched him fuck Sally like he actually liked it. Liked her. "Thanks Pam. Chop chop," Stan rasped, barely hearing the plea he waited on for years. Sally's throaty giggles drowned Pam out as Stan laid open mout

One big hand clamped around Sally’s arm, hauling her up and bending her forward over the polished wood. Sally gasped hard as plates rattled and a glass tipped, red wine spilling across the tablecloth like blood. “Is your cunt not getting railed enough by daddy’s dick every single fucking day?” he snarled, voice low and shaking with fury. "Don't you get fucked enough, Sally?" His palm cracked down across her ass over the thin dress. Once, twice, three times, he spanked her, loud, stinging blows that made her yelp and jerk. "You want more dick, whore?" Stan hissed, unable to stop the ache in his chest from growing. How dare she ask for another man when all he could think about was her? Not even fucking one, but two too! Slut! His fingers hooked into her panties and yanked them down to her knees in one rough motion, baring her pussy and ass completely to the entire stunned family. "Sorry, daddy! I just, mommy looks sad when you fuck me," Sally sobbed, earning her snorts

“Keep sucking like a good whore, Lila. That’s it. Take it deeper," Steve gasped, pumping his hips forward as he fucked Lila's face. "You better keep your fucking mouth shut about this. Don't want mommy knowing what a whore you are for your step daddy, do we baby?" he drunkenly slurred, in heaven about being blowed by his step daughter, while his wife slept down the hall. Steve’s gravelly voice cut through the cracked door, assaulting his son's ears. Caleb stood frozen in the hallway, heart slamming against his ribs. Through the narrow gap in the ajar door he could see everything. Bile rose up his throat as he watched. His step sister, Lila, was on her knees before her bed, glasses on her head, blindfold around her eyes. Her lips were stretched tight around Steve's thick cock, eagerly gagging on his length. Steve’s hand was buried in her dark hair, guiding her head as he thrust into her mouth with short, forceful strokes. Lila’s hands clutched his thighs, opening wide for the

Caleb didn't let her finish. He didn't want an answer. Didn't want to think about it anymore. He had barely caught his breath when he was cutting her off again. "Shut up," he hissed, and kissed her again, rougher this time. One hand still pinning her wrists above her head, the other slid down from her throat to grope her tits through her blouse. “You’re no better than your skanky friends. All you want is dick," his gravelly voice accused. “Don’t you dare ruin our parents’ marriage with this shit. If you need dick that badly, I’m happy to put you on my fuck schedule, sis." What the fuck was he saying to the girl he had been pining for since he laid eyes on her? He couldn't be that guy with Lila. Except apparently Lila wasn't the innocent, little virgin he took her for. So why the fuck not? Why shouldn't pleasing her be his job? His alone. Lila felt herself thawing under the burning lust in his eyes. She couldn’t believe he was looking at her like that. Hungry,