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If you search for taboo sex stories on the internet, you will find hundreds of them. The most common three results are incest, bestiality and underage sex.
But "taboo" not only means different things to different people, there are also huge differences across cultures and the meaning has changed profoundly throughout human history.
So, the very first issue is defining what we mean by "taboo".
It's difficult because it means so many different things to different people. At least when it comes to sex.
If you've enjoyed my taboo sex stories, you'll be knocked out by my autobiography. I tell you all about my sexual experiences growing up (and grown-up too!). You can get Chapters 1-6, either individually or as a series for just $2.99 a chapter at Amazon . Happy reading!
For example, most people would think of incest as taboo and it is illegal in most jurisdictions, accompanied by severe penalties.
It is, however, legal in Argentina, Belgium, Brazil, China and France (just to name 5 countries). There are several others. Including Japan. And of course, there's even been a term coined for sexual relations between twins, namely "twincest".
The incest taboo is societal, not natural. There is no automatic block in the animal world towards sex between father and daughter, mother and son or between siblings.
In fact, breeders often mate closely related pairs in order to reinforce a desired characteristic.
Which brings us to the risk of defects in children, which can be higher when the parents are closely related. For many incestuous couples, this is simply not an issue. They have no desire to get married. They just want to fuck someone they love, know and trust and, if they are still living at home, is simply always there. Siblings sometimes use relationships with each other as a safe way of learning about sex. And with modern contraception available, pregnancy isn't an issue. This removes the only rational prohibition against incest.
So maybe it's time incest between consenting adults was decriminalized. Maybe it would then figure less prominently in taboo sex stories.
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Until recently, same sex relationships were considered taboo and still are in many jurisdictions, to the extent that local populations will set traps for suspected "perverts" and punish or even kill them if caught. Yet in other jurisdictions, not only have same sex relations been decriminalized but same sex marriages can now take place, with no legal difference between them and heterosexual marriages. And guess what? The predicted collapse of society as we know it just hasn't taken place.
It can be instructive to examine the legal language that is sometimes used. In Australia (which has since legalized same-sex marriage) the relevant act used to refer to "the abominable crime of buggery".
This, of course, assumed that same sex relationships were between gay men and involved anal penetration. It is said that under UK law passed during Queen Victoria's reign, sex between men was illegal but there was no law against sex between women because of the impossibility of explaining to Queen Victoria (who had to sign all legislation into effect) what it was that lesbians actually did!
When it first made its appearance, AIDS was defined as a gay man's disease because it was most commonly transmitted by semen entering the bloodstream. One state politician (who was also a pastor at his local church, naturally) declared it as God's punishment of "unnatural" gay sex. Pity his god wasn't smart enough to prevent millions of women and children contracting it as well. An African dictator made it impossible for his country's citizens to seek treatment for AIDS by declaring that his country was free of it because it "didn't have any homosexuals".
At least AIDS brought condoms into the mainstream.
Most places have taboos against sex with children, but what defines a child? At one extreme, it's under 11 (Nigeria) and at the other under 21 (Bahrain) with everything in between, from 12 in the Philippines to 20 in South Korea.
Many people believe that the only criteria to be applied should be the question of consent. With individual cases considered on their merits, rather than trying to apply a blanket age.
I know that when I was 15, I would have been outraged at the suggestion that I wasn't old enough to know what I was consenting to.
Once taboo, anal sex has entered the mainstream for both men and women.
According to a new study published in The Journal of Sexual Medicine, one in three heterosexual women have tried anal sex at some point in their lives.
The study analyzed sex data from the National Survey of Family Growth and specifically looked at a nationally representative sample of 10,463 straight, sexually active women between the ages of 15 and 44. 37% had tried anal sex, which could be described as a "significant minority".
Interestingly, women in their twenties who had no religious affiliation and higher levels of income and education were the most likely to try anal.
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It's not that long ago that masturbation was considered a taboo subject. Then the Kinsey Report (around 1950) showed that almost everyone (males and females) "did it". Now everyone understands that it's perfectly normal and a Google search will bring up articles explaining techniques to get the best result.
There even used to be an urban myth that excessive masturbation caused blindness. This was a classic case of confusing cause and effect. Given that in those days, plenty of busybodies (including parents) tried to catch other people masturbating, blind people were more likely to be caught. For obvious reasons. Duh!
There are few taboos that will generate violent disgust among large sections of the population than zoophilia or bestiality (often miss-spelled as beastiality). But for the most part it's a victimless crime. Its most common expression is a male dog fucking a human female, with both being enthusiastic participants. So absolutely no coercion involved.
Bestiality is illegal almost everywhere. But not everywhere. I've listed some of the exceptions below.
But why is it illegal, and why does it generate such revulsion?
The answer, like so much that involves rules that control people and what they can and can't do, has its origin in religious practices and beliefs. There are two aspects to this:
Countries where bestiality is not illegal include Japan, Madagascar, Angola, Mozambique, Chile, Argentina, Hungary and the US state of Wyoming.
In Jamaica, it's legal for foreigners, so presumably a big part of the tourist trade! Lol.
Many countries simply have no laws addressing the issue and others have severe penalties.
Most countries have animal protection laws that would apply if an animal was being forced or hurt in the process.
So really the only workable definition of "taboo" is any sexual practice that I personally don't agree with .
So here are some of my personal taboo sex stories:
I have had sex with my younger brother when I was eight and again when I was twenty seven, my cousin when I was eight and my uncle when I was eleven. Thank God I never had anyone to persuade me when I was older that I had been abused and should be both outraged and guilty about it. The fact is that I enjoyed every moment of it all and regard them as important steps in my sexual awakening.
But I'd like to tell you about Chloe, a friend of mine. We were both in our early thirties and she had a fifteen year old son, whom she'd had at seventeen. Like so many in her situation, she was a single mom. Unlike some, she'd managed to resume her studies after giving birth and was now an associate in a law firm.
She told me her story because she was concerned, needed to talk to someone she trusted and that was me.
Her son was a good looking boy who has inherited his Mom's reddish blonde hair and his now absent Dad's athletic physique.
He was good at sports but a miscalculation had left his right arm broken in two places. It was in plaster and he'd been told to keep it immobile and dry.
I'm going to tell you her story as she told it to me. Obviously, I can't remember it word for word, but I do remember the gist of it.
I think I was just lonely. I'd got pregnant at 16 and, other than getting my law degree, had devoted my life to bringing up Max as best I could. Now he was 15, almost a grown man, and I loved him dearly. As a lot of moms do, I was aware that my son was physically attractive.
His broken arm was bothering him and I knew he had trouble getting to sleep. I'd given him a couple of my strong pain killers around 2am and now, 5 hours later, I opened his bedroom door quietly to check that he was comfortable and asleep.
He was both. But he was also lying naked on top of the sheets, sporting morning wood.
I should have backed out but I didn't. I was rooted to the spot. Except for a brief, unsatisfactory fling with a fellow law student, I hadn't seen or touched a man's penis in the last 15 years.
Look, I wasn't about to run a tape measure over it, but it looked to be over 7" long, hard and thick. Max was circumcised and his round knob was smooth and firm looking. How good would that feel in my mouth? Fuck, what was I thinking?
I was pretty sure he wouldn't wake up easily, so I very quietly walked over to the side of his bed for a close look.
I must have stood there for 5 minutes, just looking. My nipples were hard and I was aware of the moisture between my legs. Guess my tits and cunt just didn't care that this was my son. All they saw was a hard cock.
Was I game to touch it? It was like I was watching another person's hand reach out slowly and hesitatingly until it was hovering above the head. Then I used two fingers to give it a very gentle little squeeze.
Max groaned and in a panic I scooted out of the room and closed the door as quietly as I could.
Oh my God. I rushed down to the kitchen, hand over my beating heart. What kind of a mother was I?
The kind who made breakfast for her son and herself and forgot all about his cock, that's what kind.
Max came down to breakfast, wearing gym shorts. t-shirt and, of course his sling and plastered arm.
When he came up behind me and threw his good arm around his Mom for a morning hug, I was suddenly conscious of two things:
I'd come down in such a hurry that I hadn't got changed. I was still wearing my blue nightie and, more significantly, nothing underneath it.
It barely covered my butt and when Max hugged me, I could swear that his cock was still hard and that I could feel it pressed up against me.
Was he aware of it? I didn't know. Maybe he was waiting for my reaction. I half turned and gave him a little smile to show him everything was ok.
Max pressed himself harder against me and said "I love you, Mom. You're so beautiful."
It was now or never. I reached behind me with one hand and gave his cock a squeeze and with the other moved his left hand onto my left breast so that he could feel the swollen nipple. "And you've become a man," I said. "You know, it's just us here, Max. We could do anything we liked."
"Yes I do," I said, turning carefully to avoid his broken arm and kissed him full on the lips. "Mommy has a lot to teach you."
"But first breakfast. And then a bath. We both need one."
How quickly I'd moved from ashamed and embarrassed to fully committed. Perhaps Max was thinking with his dick, but I was thinking with not just my clit, but my whole body. I was flushed all over.
We settled down a bit over breakfast. I think we were both unsure of exactly what was going to happen next but full of anticipation anyway.
"Go and run the bath, Max, while Mommy does the dishes."
Soon I could hear the bath running. It stopped just as I closed the dishwasher door and I went upstairs.
Max was just standing by the bath looking at it. "C'mon buddy," I said "get those clothes off and into the bath with you. Here, I'll help."
I very carefully pulled his t-shirt over his head and then peeled it off his plastered arm, pulling the sling off at the same time. He wasn't wearing an undershirt or shoes or, as I discovered as I pulled his gym shorts down, underpants.
Gosh, I realized I hadn't seen Max fully naked since he was little. Now he was taller than me and sporting a full hard-on.
"Sorry, Mom," he said, "I can't help it."
"It's perfectly natural, son," I replied. "Just like these." I felt so naughty as I slipped my shoulder straps off and shucked out of my nightie. Max stared at my erect nipples, then dropped his eyes to my bush. "Jesus, Mom," he croaked.
I understood that I was totally in charge here. "Get into the bath," I ordered "and lie on your back."
I soaped up my hands and gave Max a total clean up. I rubbed soap into his chest, his legs and his pubic hair. I soaped up the hair on his head and then rinsed it out. I soaped up his cock and gave it a thorough clean. "Does this ever go down?" I asked. "only after I cum," he replied, "which is gonna happen soon if you keep doin' that."
Keeping his injured arm dry, I got Max to roll over onto his stomach so that I could wash his buttocks. His lovely, firm buttocks that I massaged as well as cleaned. His crack that I allowed myself to run a soaped up finger over while he gasped.
"Here, let me help you out of the bath and dry you down," I said. I held his good hand while he got out and then toweled him down. I'd dried off everything except his cock and balls when I knelt in front of him and at long last took that beautiful penis into my mouth. I don't know what he felt as he looked down at his own mother sucking him off while fondling his balls, but he definitely wasn't complaining.
But what I really needed was that cock inside me.
I took Max by the hand and led him into my bedroom. Got him to lie on his back. He didn't say a word as I straddled him, took hold of his rock hard cock and guided it into my pussy entrance. Then I put both hands on his shoulders, said "I love you so much, baby" and slid down until he was totally inside me.
He lasted around half a minute. More than I expected actually. A look of panic came into his eyes. "Mom, I'm gonna cum. What should I do?"
"Nothing, baby." I was breathing hard. "Fill Mommy up."
Jesus, I wasn't even on the pill. But I just didn't care. I was totally overcome by lust for my own son. I was a bad, bad mother.
And as the thought passed through my head that my son was a motherfucker, I burst into giggles.
"What are you laughing at?" demanded Max, "Was I that bad?"
Ah, teenage boys. I'd forgotten how insecure Max could be. Still my little boy sometimes. Except, as I'd just experienced, not so little any more.
"No baby, you were fantastic. You made Mommy feel really, really good."
"I'm going to have a shower now. Clean yourself up and then, if you like, I'll teach you some things."
I've got to tell you, Eve, the rest of that first day was one of the most exciting in my life. I loved being the sex teacher.
The first thing I taught him was how to eat me out. I showed him where my clit was and how important it was to orgasm. He took to licking like he was born to it and soon enough I was screaming in orgasm. Max said that aside from cumming inside me, that was the best thing ever.
We fucked three more times that day, once in missionary and twice doggy style. I showed my son how he could give Mommy another orgasm by rubbing my clit while we enjoyed a doggy style fuck.
Finally, after he'd gone to bed, I gave him a proper blow job, let him cum in my mouth and swallowed it all down. Max is a fucking cum factory, Eve. Those balls of his must be working overtime.
He went to sleep almost straight away, but my night was filled with dreams of lust and guilt.
Every time I woke up, I was sopping wet.
I'm a fucking lawyer for Christ's sake. I could go to jail and Max could be institutionalized. After counselling, of course, to fill him with guilt and regret and learn to hate his mother. She said this bitterly, having seen similar cases in her professional career.
You know I trust you, Eve. What do you think I should do?
"Jesus, Chloe, I'm sopping wet. Would you consider sharing him with me?"
"Joking, joking," I clarified. Half true, at best. A 15 year old cock... mmm. "Just trying to lighten the mood."
"Look, you're not alone. You've met my little brother Jamie, do you remember?"
"No, he's bi and I've had a threesome with him and his boyfriend du jour."
Chloe's mouth fell open and I added "So incest is not that rare. Threesomes are common. When I was Max's age, I gave a blowjob to my cousin's best friend. All good fun that hurt no one. It's the law that's the problem." Especially with Max being under age, I thought, though who was I to talk. "Let's look at the practical aspects. First, could you get pregnant?"
Chloe shook her head. "No, the first time I was exactly at the right time in my cycle not to get pregnant and I went onto the pill the very next day."
"Every day. Often twice. Sometimes three times. I think we're addicted."
"Here's what I think you should do. First, sit down with Max for a serious talk. Explain that what you're doing is an expression of love and that you won't be the only ones. Tell him that you're enjoying it immensely but that, for his own future well being, he must find girls his own age to have sex with as well. You won't be jealous at all (even if that's not true) and that what he's learnt from you he'll be able to use with anyone. Second, make sure that he understands that society and the law doesn't see it that way. He mustn't tell anyone. Explain the consequences. And emphasize that don't tell anyone means just that. It doesn't mean tell someone but tell them not to tell anyone. That's really important."
"The other option is to move to Japan, where there's no law against incest and the age of consent is 13."
Chloe laughed. Then she cried and hugged me. I started massaging her breasts and she asked "Are you still wet, Eve?"
"I think so," I replied. "Would you like to check?"
If you've enjoyed my taboo sex stories, you'll be knocked out by my autobiography. I tell you all about my sexual experiences growing up (and grown-up too!). You can get Chapters 1-6, either individually or as a series for just $2.99 a chapter at Amazon . Happy reading!
Chapter 11 of my autobiography Teachers Pet is titled Puppy Love .
In it, I tell you about my friend Liz. My friend Helen, Liz and I had worked through most of a bottle of chardonnay each and were in a True Confessions mood.
Liz's true confession shocked Helen and me into silence when she said with perfect calm “I’ve had sex with my dog!”
You'll need to read Teachers Pet to get all of the details of Liz's experience.
But the fact was I couldn't stop thinking about it afterwards. What would it be like?
Helen, Liz and I were an established trio.
I knew that Liz's dog Brutus had died some time ago and that she didn't talk about it, but I was friendly with another teacher at school, Bernadette.
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