Ebony Taboo 소설 & 이야기

He was fucking me, right here, with my husband three feet away, and he was doing it with a calmness that drove me insane. Every nerve in my body was alight. The risk, the taboo, the sheer wrongness of it, poured gasoline on the fire he’d already lit. My pussy clenched around him, greedily accepting each stroke. I could feel my own arousal coating him, making the slide effortless. He bent his head and mouthed at me so I could read his lips. “You feel that, Jenny?” he mouthed. “That’s what you’ve been missing. That’s a real cock. Tell me you feel it.”

After watching Inez get destroyed by four massive cocks, I felt exposed before I even took my robe off. Epstein smiled that sick, excited smile of his. “Juno Vale… my favorite enigma. Let’s see those pretty mouths.” I dropped the robe. Gasps rippled through the crew. My three mouths were now fully visible. The normal one on my face. The smaller, perfectly formed one between my collarbones. And the third, slightly larger and softer one, positioned right above my smooth pussy. Before I could even breathe properly, two people stepped onto the stage. My heart stopped.

"Why can't I stop? This is so dangerous… Goddess, you feel so good and Ubel is telling me to keep going. Tell me to stop, Sera, please, tell me not to cum inside you." "Sera, are you ok? What's that noise? Whose voice is that? Mum and Dad are going to be furious if you've let someone in the house when they specifically told us not to " Tabitha rattles my door handle and instantly Abaddon slips out of my body, grabbing for his jacket and fumbling around with a condom.

The storm raged outside, but our sin consumed the cabin. Chapter Three – Taboo Ecstasy The storm eased into a gentle patter, the fire dying to embers, but the passion between us burned brighter, a taboo flame refusing to fade. My body was a map of our desire—bruises on my hips, bite marks on my breasts, cum and sweat coating my skin—yet the hunger raged. He loomed over me, his chest heaving, cock semi-hard and slick, eyes locked on mine with unrelenting lust.

“Sabrina, there are surprisingly a few girls in the company who are younger than me that also want the small black chest box Aino bought for me. You know what they say, right?” Yvonne’s tone was too excited. Because of her excitement, she did not hear the sadness in Sabrina’s tone. Sabrina also did not want Yvonne to worry about her, so she forced a smile and said, “They have a good eye!” “That’s right!” Yvonne said proudly. “Sabrina, I didn’t know without checking. I can only blame myself for being poor. I checked for some relevant information after I got home yesterday. Then, and only then, did I learn how valuable this small black chest box was. Star Island’s black ebony is a hundred time

Nicholas viciously snarled before turning around and leaving. "This is complicated……" Lucien confusingly murmured. "This is a taboo and couldn't be gently handled," Mr. Peter cruelly uttered. "What makes it a taboo, huh?" Mr. Philip spitefully glared at him. Tears were flowing down my cheeks because I knew that I couldn't come out of this condition in peace or alive. "Have you ever heard of this….." Mr. Peter meanly uttered. "And that makes it a taboo to you," Joyce mumbled.

“We have prayed with you, watched you grow into this incredible young man. Tonight we are not just taking pleasure. We are claiming your heart too. Let us show you how deeply we have all been aching for this connection.” The storm outside seemed to intensify, as if the heavens themselves were bearing witness. The group helped Elias to his feet on trembling legs, cum dripping down his inner thighs. Marcus wrapped a strong arm around his waist, supporting him with gentle strength. “The confession booths,” he murmured against Elias’s ear. “Private. Intimate. Perfect for us to bare everything… body and soul.”

The slap of our bodies filled the room—wet, obscene sounds mixing with the thunder. I leaned forward, bracing my hands on his chest, and began to ride him harder. Faster. My ass bounced on his thighs, my pussy gripping him like a vice with every downward stroke. “That’s it, son,” I gasped, the word dripping with filth. “Fuck Mommy’s tight pussy. Fill me up like you’ve always wanted.” The taboo talk poured out of me effortlessly, heightening everything. Each time I called myself Mommy, his cock twitched inside me, growing even harder.

Tayson licked his plump lower lip, trying to cast the right words before speaking, "Because I want Ebony." A peculiar silence lingered followed by a derisive chuckle that erupted in the room. "You are talking as if Ebony is a piece of cake. Sorry to break it to you, Mr Tayson, but Ebony is a worldwide artist working with our rival company. No one knows, who he or she is, where that person is, honestly why would Ebony work with us? And why do you think Ebony is a woman?" The other men nod in approval, sputtering a small yes. Tayson peered straight at his father to check whether his idea sounds rubbish to him as well, but to his surprise, his father seemed to be anticipating something from him