Ebony Taboo 소설 & 이야기

He moaned and writhed with pleasure. Ebony had stopped mounting the pogo stick, but she had one final trick up her sleeves with the toy. She turned her ass to twerk at the actor, while her hands pulled something from the bag. Not that Jagger was fully paying attention anyway, as his eyes kept fluttering closed as his rod swelled more and more beneath her caress.

I downed my drink in one gulp and went back to the bar to bring the entire bottle close by. "Oh, we'll get the bastard for this. And that little slut of ours, opening her legs to anyone who shows her a bit of affection. Sharing what's mine! What's ours!" He snarled, losing his cool at the end. What they did is said to be a taboo in our culture, no one takes another man's mate while he's still alive, even dead soul mates with the other missing find it hard to move on. Not only did this happen while we were both alive, but with the consent of Elena was a blatant slap on our face.

It was easier to ignore it. Lena had become so stubborn. I couldn’t deny that it didn't have its own kind of appeal, but deep down, I just wanted my soft, sweet little princess back. The girl who had always been so kind and gentle, the soft girl, the girl with the easy laugh, not this fierce creature, eyes burning with defiance. She was meant to be soft and sweet, it was her natural state, the way things should be That’s who she was meant to be, that’s who she should stay and that's who she would stay.

Ava suddenly puts on her greasy voice, “since we are here already, maybe we can finish the talk you wanted to have?” Knock knock. Two knocks come through the mic and I let out a relieved sigh -- Sebastian found my phone and had it with me. He saw the phone call on and he is trying to send a message. Yeah, I should rescue him. “Nothing important,” Sebastian dodges, “it can wait.” “Sure, that can wait,” Ava sounds in haste, “Seb! Don’t you feel like the room is somewhat... taboo?” Oh, my, God! I rub my arms for the goosebumps, and I see Ethan mouthing “taboo” with an utterly confused look. He doesn’t know Ava and Olivia’s little exchange from earlier.

"But that's exactly what makes us keep going. The forbidden, the taboo... and you." The taboo of their age difference, the forbidden intimacy of their relationship, the risk of being discovered—all of it mixed with pleasure, making every moment more intense, more exciting, more impossible to resist. They remained there, entwined, sweaty bodies, warm skin, racing hearts, aware that this total surrender would change everything forever.

She casually drops the bra on the floor, still focusing out the window. '"Taboo?' Really? Where the fuck did you find that word? Incest, Father. We are talking about incest. Having sex with your family." I shift in my chair. Maybe I'm too careful, but I need a clear sign. "Which is also illegal, and for very good reasons."

"Taking your cousin's cock like a good girl." They started moving together,Damon thrust deep and steady, whispering dirty loving words. "This pussy belongs to family now and no one else will ever feel how perfect you are." Lily wrapped her legs around him, meeting every thrust,the taboo made it intense knowing his blood was the same as hers, that this was forbidden but felt like coming home. He flipped her over, taking her from behind, one hand rubbing her clit while he pounded harder Lily came again, her pussy squeezing around him, soaking the sheets,the pleasure was so strong she saw stars.

I say, trying to come up with some kind of excuse, anything to get her to stop. Zoey leans over, pressing her breasts against my arm. “So, maybe we should go home. Then I could make you feel really good.” She whispers. I take a deep breath, trying to focus. “We shouldn’t be doing this Zoey.” I say, trying to regain my self control. “Why shouldn’t we? You aren’t really my uncle and I am nineteen. There is nothing wrong with two people having some fun together.” She whispers, hand going up towards my zipper.

he said, voice perfectly casual, “what does Bataille mean when he says the sacred is only possible through profanation?” The room went quiet. Every eye turned to her. Ivy swallowed. The plug shifted as she uncrossed and recrossed her legs, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her clit. She felt the trickle of wetness slide further down her thigh. “It… it means that true ecstasy comes from breaking taboos,” she managed, voice trembling. “From defiling what is supposed to be untouchable.” Gabriel’s smile was slow, approving—and terrifying in its intimacy.