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Dark Tales of midnight: A Collection Of Taboo Stories

You didn't find this book by accident. You came searching for something darker, a craving that stirs after midnight, when innocence feels like a lie and desire feels like the truth. Dark Tales of Midnight: A Collection Of Taboo Stories is not a fairytale romance or a soft love confession. Instead, it holds the fantasies you keep hidden behind closed doors, the ones that leave you breathless and wanting more. Each page pulls you deeper into a modern romance novel built on forbidden longing, where pretending to be innocent is just part of the game. If you keep reading, don't pretend you didn't know. You wanted this, and here, wanting is only the beginning. Dedicated to all the good girls who love being anything but innocent after dark.
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Chapter 1

LUCY'S POV

 I rolled onto the bed and let out a deep sigh. My life has always been like this, quiet, dull, painfully predictable. I would come home from my boring nine-to-five job, sink into my bed, scroll for a while, sleep, and wake up the next day to repeat the same routine. I unlocked my phone and started scrolling through different apps. I had no one to talk to, so I didn't even bother checking my messages. Then a notification popped up, I bit my lip when I saw it was a porn link. My fingers hesitated above the screen, my heart began to beat a little faster. My life might be boring, but I couldn't deny myself of pleasure. I clicked on it and reached for the drawer beside my bed, pulling out the vibrator I had bought weeks ago but barely used. The video started playing and showed two men and a woman. One was between her legs, eating her out while the other thrust into her mouth. The sounds filled my room with moans, wet noises and heavy breathing. "Fuck..." I whispered, my voice shaky. I turned on the vibrator and pressed it against myself. A sharp gasp left my lips as the vibration pulsed through me, my hips lifted slightly off the bed on their own. "Ah... fuck..." I breathed, biting down on my lip to muffle the sound. I slipped the vibrator inside me slowly, feeling the stretch, then pushed it deeper. My back arched, I pulled off my top and squeezed my breasts, rolling my nipples between my fingers as I watched the screen. I slid one finger alongside the toy, working it in and out, matching the rhythm of the video. My body grew warmer, my thighs trembled as pleasure built slowly and filled my whole body. "Ah... ah..." I moaned softly, adding another finger, moving faster now. I rubbed my clit urgently while the vibrator buzzed inside me, my hips rocking against the mattress filling me with pleasure. I could feel it building pressure in my lower belly, my toes curled and my breathing turned shallow. I bit my lip harder, trying not to cry out as the pleasure rose higher and higher. Then.... My door creaked open, my eyes widened as a man in a black mask came in and pointed his gun at me. For a second, we just stared at each other. My body froze, but the vibrator was still inside me, still buzzing. He stepped inside and shut the door behind him. "Your pussy or your life?" he asked coldly, his dark eyes dragging slowly over my naked body, lingering on my breasts, my thighs, the way I was still spread open on the bed. My breath hitched, I could feel my pulse everywhere. "What?" I whispered, my voice trembling as I tried to sit up. "Don't move," he warned, lifting the gun slightly. "I won't ask again, your pussy... or your life." My throat went dry. "M–my pussy..." I said faintly. He moved closer, pointing the gun at my head. From his pocket, he pulled out a rope and tossed it onto the bed. "Tie yourself." My hands shook as I reached for the rope. My fingers felt weak, clumsy, but I tied my wrists together. He checked the knots, tightening them roughly before pulling out handcuffs and locking me to the edge of the bed. I couldn't stop staring at him through the black mask, my chest rose and fell quickly. "Naughty girl," he murmured. "Pleasuring yourself." He glanced at the scarf on the bed, picked it up, and blindfolded me. The darkness made my other senses sharper. I felt the mattress dip as he climbed closer. My legs trembled as he spread them wider, my breath caught when his fingers brushed against my inner thigh, moving slowly, deliberately. The vibrator was still humming faintly inside me. "I'm going to teach you a lesson," he whispered as my entire body shivered. His tongue slid into my pussy as his hands dug into my thigh. "See how wet you are," he said, his voice dark and satisfied. I felt his tongue spread me open, teasing me before diving in deeper. "Ah..." I let out a soft moan, my fingers tangling in his hair as I rubbed myself against his mouth, sucking in a sharp breath between my teeth. "Hmm..." I moaned again as my legs shook. He buried his face between my thighs, his tongue circling my pussy, sucking gently at my lips before sliding a finger inside me. He pushed it in and out slowly while his thumb rubbed my clit. My toes curled with every thrust of his finger, then I felt something thicker pressing at my entrance. It wasn't just his fingers, it was his cock. "Fuck..." I moaned as he teased me, sliding it in just a little before pulling back out, making me whimper. Then he pushed deeper, filling me completely. "Fuck... you're so tight," he groaned, gripping my waist. "Hmm..." My fists clenched as I felt him fully inside my wet pussy. "You're fucking wet," he growled as he thrust into me harder. One hand wrapped around my neck, squeezing just enough to make my breathing hitch. I felt the tip of his cock hitting deep inside me, stretching me with every movement. I bit my lip as his hands roamed down my body, grabbing my breasts and squeezing them firmly. "Fuck me harder... your dick tastes so good," I moaned, my voice breaking as pleasure rushed through me. He plunged into me again, faster now, the bed shaking beneath us. My body moved with his, matching every thrust. "Ahh... fuck..." I breathed as he pushed me down and lifted my hips higher. He grabbed my face and pushed his fingers into my mouth. I sucked them instinctively, tasting myself on his skin. Then he pulled back and guided his cock to my lips. "Open." he order as I open my lip slowly He pushed his cock inside my mouth, gripping my hair as he moved my head back and forth. I gagged slightly when he went deeper, but I wrapped my tongue around him, sucking harder. He groaned and pulled me back onto the bed, plunging into me again without warning. The sudden stretch made me cry out. The tip of his cock hit the back of my throat earlier, and now it hit deep inside me, making my body shake. I could feel myself getting close, my thighs trembling, he lifted my face and released into my mouth, it dripped down my lips as I swallowed shakily. "I came to rob you," he whispered into my ear, biting the tip gently, "but I found something more interesting." He removed the handcuffs, and I felt the cold metal leave my wrists. My body ached pleasantly, i quickly pulled off the blindfold and looked around the room. My eyes scanned every corner, my heart still racing, his cum still dripping from my lips. "He's gone..." I whispered as I let out a deep sigh, but the heat between my legs told me this wasn't the end.

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