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Sin – Alpha Males and Taboo Tales


Table of Contents

Caught in a Taboo Love Affair

By Iris Black

The XXX Christmas Party

By Rod Mandelli

Riding Red

By Cate Troyer

The Photo Shoot

By Emilia Steele

Aliens Need Milk Too

By Faye Parker

Pounding My Mother In law

Raminar Dixon

Taken for a Ride

By Raminar Dixon

Break Me

By Mike Ox


By Sophie Peele

The Best Man’s Wife

By Q.R. Braddock

Tribute for the Viking

By Calandra Hunter


Caught: A Taboo Love Affair

By Iris Black

 Iris Black

My heart pounded in my chest as I paced around the hotel room. My entire body seemed to shake. My hands clenched into fists, my eyes narrowed into slits. What the hell was I supposed to do? Should I confront them about it? Should I just pretend I don’t know anything and go about my normal life? With a groan, I collapsed onto the plush bed, burying my face in the blankets.

Less than a few hours ago, I’d found my son in bed with my wife. Well, “in bed” is putting lightly. Rather, they were fucking like rabbits on the sofa in the middle of the living room. They went at it, the sounds of their moans and skin slapping against skin echoing in the room. Neither of them even noticed me walk in the house, then turn around and walk back out.

I’d come home from my business trip a day early, hoping to surprise them. I’d finished my work ahead of schedule, and I’d missed Jennifer. I figured she would be thrilled I managed to sneak away a day earlier. Well, it looks like they surprised me instead.

My own son having sex with his step-mother... Even if they weren’t related through blood, they were still mother and son. He was barely even an adult, having only turned eighteen a few months ago. Yet, there they were, completely naked and fucking like crazed teenagers.

Anger welled up inside me again. How could she sleep with another man? And not just another man, but my son! I’d heard of women sleeping with their husband’s brothers or best friends, but never their sons. How could she do this to me?

Somehow, anger wasn’t the only emotion that fought for control. Excitement vied for its own place in my mind. Seeing Jennifer bent over the back of the couch, moaning and begging for more, while Jason pounded away at her turned me on for some reason. Seeing him in complete control, making a woman scream out his name left a certain bit of pride inside me.

But what was I supposed to do? I doubted I’d ever get that image out of my head. How would I be able to look at either of them again? Each time I saw them together I’d wonder if they’d just had sex or if they were thinking about having sex together.

Despite the anger that filled me, I couldn’t exactly blame Jennifer. My job often took me away from home for days at a time. She always said she was fine, that she didn’t mind. And I’d always made sure to make love to her before and after all of my trips, often bringing her home small gifts as well. Apparently that hadn’t been enough. She needed sex more than once or twice a week.

I guess I should be thankful she went to Jason, rather than to some stranger. At least I could trust him, knew he wouldn’t try and steal my wife. I was pretty sure he was clean, too. Him and I were close, having talked openly about sex together in the past. I doubted he would’ve kept it from me if he’d had some kind of disease.

Still though, Jason and Jennifer? Having sex together? I rolled over on the bed, grabbing one of the pillows and putting it over my face. I needed to come up with a plan, come up with some way to deal with this before it was too late. But how?

I spent the rest of the night in that cheap hotel room, tossing and turning. By the time morning came around, I’d barely slept a wink. But, I’d come up with a plan of action. I couldn’t just forget, and I wouldn’t be able to pretend I didn’t know about their time together, at least not for long. So I made up my mind; I would have to talk to them, starting with Jason.

Jason was still sleeping upstairs when I got home, though Jennifer was awake in the kitchen, cooking breakfast. As soon as I walked into the room she set down the spatula she held and ran over, wrapping her arms around me. “Welcome home, Shane!.”

Despite everything that happened yesterday, I still loved her. I always would, no matter what happened. So I wrapped my arms around her, put on a big smile, and said “It’s good to see you. I’ve missed you.”

“I missed you, too.” She stood on tiptoe and pressed her lips against mine for a quick kiss. I tried to kiss her back, but she pulled away, giving me a chastising look. “Jason will be down for breakfast soon. Wouldn’t want him to find us having sex on the table. Save it for tonight.”