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  Taboo Passions

  Sylvia & Zach

  Candy Quinn

  © 2015 Pathforgers Publishing.

  All Rights Reserved. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author’s imaginations. Any resemblances to actual persons, living or dead, are entirely coincidental.

  Cover Design by Michelle Keep. All cover art makes use of stock photography and all persons depicted are models.

  This book is intended for sale to Adult Audiences only.

  All sexually active characters in this work are over 18 and all sexual activity is between non-blood related, consenting adults.

  More information is available at Pathforgers Publishing

  Book Themes: Step-relations, masturbation, barely legal, virgin, breeding, blow jobs

  Length: 24944

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  About This Book

  Zach always torments Sylvia. He makes fun of her flat chest, and her prissy attitude.

  She’s always hated what a jerk he was.

  Sylvia is a gymnast, dreading going to college and having to continue maintaining her trim, toned figure. She fantasizes about a man claiming her, getting her pregnant, and saving her from her life of tedium.

  And when those fantasies get closer to home, she tries to reject them with every fibre of her being.

  Zach wasn’t good for her. He was just a jock, and didn’t appreciate the beauty of gymnastics.

  But when she catches him watching one of her performances, and their wrestling over the remote gets more serious, things come to a head.

  There’s no going back.

  Taboo Passions: Sylvia & Zach is a complete novella.

  Excerpt:

  Because it feels good, she thought, and instantly she flushed with anger and embarrassment.

  He couldn’t feel good. He was her step-brother!

  She moved her hands to either side of his head, pushing her chest off him, though that quickly backfired. Firstly, it just pushed her loins closer to his, and he was throbbing so hard it almost felt like a vibrator teasing her. It was so close, yet so far away.

  And secondly, her shirt was too loose, and at that angle, the V-neck dipped away from her ribs, exposing her bra-less chest to him. Her nipples were already so hard, not as though she could help that. She was so sensitive, and all the friction, the feeling of his cheek lightly brushing them was enough to get them stiff and aching for attention.

  He stared.

  Openly stared at her breasts. Those pink, stiff nipples crowning her petite mounds, the same ones he’d shamed her for. Those very same tits held his gaze captive, and it wasn’t just shock. She could see that immediately.

  Sylvia knew the gaze of lusty men, and her step-brother’s was as lusty as they came.

  She moved to cover herself, but before she could, his hands snapped into action. Those thick mitts of his grasped her wrists, held them tightly away from her body.

  “You’re my pet now,” he said with a mix of casual indifference and a bestial growl that edged in to overpower his attempt at playing it cool. “You gotta ask permission for every lil’ thing. That’s how this works, y’know?”

  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

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  ~Chapter 1~

  “Stop it!” she shrieked, running towards her step-brother and trying to tackle him to the ground.

  He was too fast, though, and laughed on the phone, keeping it away from her. It didn’t help that he was over six feet tall and she was five-foot-nothing. Or that she was a gymnast and he was on the football team. He weighed at least two of her!

  “Naw, Jacob, she’s been talking about you all day,” Zach said into the phone and Sylvia blanched.

  “I was not!”

  Zach laughed again, moving away from Sylvia, tormenting her about having a crush on his best friend. They were both on the team together, and Sylvia didn’t miss a single game despite the fact that she hated her brother, and that she hated football almost as much.

  Zach dodged out of the way of her next jump as she tried to steal the phone away, his hand going to her collarbone and holding her just out of the way. It was juvenile, despite the fact that they were both heading to college in the next four months.

  They were both eighteen, their birthdays only three days from one another, but they fought like kids ever since their parents married five years ago.

  “Zach, stop,” she pleaded, her slim, pale arms reaching out for the phone again and again as he held her in place. Then, suddenly, he let her go and ran to the side, up the stairs and into his bedroom, quickly locking it behind him.

  “Crap,” Sylvia sighed, her face contorted as she head up the stairs to her own bedroom and flung herself on the bed.

  It was still decorated like she was a little girl. When her mother had decided to move in with Zach’s father, she was only thirteen and, as a way to convince Sylvia to agree, she’d painted it a bright pink. Her furniture was all white, all of the sheets and pillows a pale pink colour to fit in.

  Part of Sylvia wanted to replace it all, but she knew that in a couple months she’d be gone from College, and she’d be forced to act her age. So why shouldn’t she just enjoy the little time she had left to be a princess?

  It was a stupid fantasy, of course. That her brother’s friend would sweep her off her feet, get her pregnant and give her an excuse to leave gymnastics. It was too competitive, and every year it got a little bit harder to improve. Stressing out about competing and improving herself was not the future she had in mind for herself.

  She turned onto her side on the bed, clutching the pink pillow to her head and she wondered what Jacob was thinking about what Zach had told him.

  It was still daylight, but Sylvia’s blue eyes closed and her hand went between her thighs. It wasn’t right, it wasn’t proper — especially not during the middle of the afternoon — but Sylvia couldn’t deny that the thought of Jacob ‘rescuing’ her didn’t turn her on. And if she needed to touch herself a little to calm down, then that was what she was going to do.

  Her golden hair fanned out around her face, left down from her usual bun, and gave her a bit more comfort.

  The door was closed, her parents out, and Zach was in his own room. It was as close to privacy as she ever got.

  Sylvia was still a virgin, but she knew how to stay that way. She would’ve given it up to the first guy who looked at her if it wasn’t for the fact that she’d learned how to masturbate young. Learned all about her body and the way she wanted to be touched.

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nbsp; It helped, too, that a careless store clerk had let her buy a vibrator from the sex store in town. Or maybe the woman just understood how much young women needed to get off more than she understood the laws to prevent them to.

  Either way, Sylvia reached into her hiding place, and took hold of the egg shaped device.

  Her slim body stretched out over the bed, getting herself comfortable. It was late spring, so all she wore was a simple t-shirt and her jean shorts. It was a nice, lazy Sunday, and she wasn’t even wearing her bra. Though Zach would always hatefully remind her that she didn’t need one.

  The size of her chest didn’t matter, she told herself. It was just as responsive as any other, and she brushed her fingers over her breast then, through the soft material of her shirt. Just with that, her nipples hardened in response, and it made her lips quirk into a smile.

  She was proud of that. She didn’t know why, but it just pleased her knowing she was so easily aroused. Her legs parted, and she turned the egg-vibrator on, bringing it first to her left breast. She pressed it onto her nipple, letting the vibrations go through her and made her mouth part with a soft moan.

  She knew she still had to be quiet. Zach’s room was at the other end of the hall, but she was between his room and the bathroom, so she bit down on her lip.

  In her mind, she conjured up the image of Jacob, with his slick black hair and his devilish grin. He had pointed canines, and always looked like he was up to something. Totally different than her, with her pink bedroom and her dreams of being a mother.

  It wasn’t like he was really a bad-boy, though he did smoke pot and got drunk a few times. Not that Sylvia ever went to those wild house parties, but she saw him and Jacob come home more than a few times plastered.

  Sylvia gripped her other breast through her t-shirt before she instead shifted, taking it off. It was getting in the way.

  Free, her pinkish nipples poked upwards, off the soft little mounds of her breasts. She was almost flat chested, with just small, pert breasts, but lying on her back made it look like she had almost nothing there.

  It bugged the shit out of her, not that she’d ever confess that to anyone. That was one reason why she wanted to get pregnant so bad, so that they’d swell up a bit more. Being a gymnast kept her body fat incredibly low, and getting out of that would also help swell them up some more too, she reckoned.

  She tweaked the nipple and let out a soft moan before she could stop herself. She liked it a bit rough, and she tugged it again, this time a bit harder.

  Her pussy throbbed, and she licked her lips, beginning to get into the act. Fantasizing that it was Jacob pulling her nipple into his fingers, tugging it so hard it hurt a little before letting it bounce back.

  She couldn’t stifle another moan, so she instead hit the switch on her stereo, turning on some music just loud enough to drown out her pleasure. She really wanted to enjoy it.

  She moaned as she pressed the egg between her thighs, over the denim of her jean shorts. It numbed a lot of the sensation, though, and it only took her a second to decide she needed to be rid of those too.

  She shimmied out of them, bringing down her panties as well. She was completely shaved, on account of her sport. It wouldn’t do well to have any hair sticking out of her leotard, after all.

  Besides, just after she’d done it the first time, she’d found the sensation she got when masturbating was so much stronger. Even if she didn’t have to, she’d keep herself bare, just for that.

  Teasing herself with her finger, drawing out some of that slick juice, she moaned again and her nipples tightened.

  She’d already decided the next time she went to the sex store, she wanted to get nipple clamps, to see how they felt. She’d nicked two clothes pins from the laundry room, though, and they were waiting in the drawer next to her.

  As she lowered the vibrating egg towards her teen pussy, she wondered if she should try them then. She was already so horny, so needy, and her mind was fogged with thoughts of Jacob finding her like this: touching her sweet, pink pussy on her bed. So she reached out, fumbling open the drawer and retrieved the two clothes pins. She brought them to her stomach, touching the vibration directly to her cunny.

  It was like sweet, blissful relaxation and she moaned louder, the sound of the music helping to drown out her moans. She left the clips on her tight, flat stomach as she brought a hand up to her nipples, tugging at it hard, trying to get it as stiff as possible.

  Then she grabbed for one of the clothespins, and, with the vibrator shoved firmly against her clit, she clipped it on her nipple.

  The sensation was too much, though, and she screamed in shock. Her thighs clenched around the vibrating egg, and she tried to undo the clip but just then she felt such an intense sensation go through her that she was entirely helpless to stop.

  It was as if all the orgasms she’d ever had throughout the years had culminated in that one moment, and even though she knew she had to be quiet, she couldn’t stop it. Gasps for breath as her back arched and her nipple ached with such fierce sensation.

  Her pussy throbbed a bright red colour, looking so puffy from her arousal as she came. She could fight it no more than she could fight gravity.

  ~Chapter 2~

  It was inevitable that Zach would come to check up on her after that scream. When he opened the door, he couldn’t have expected the sight.

  His pale, thin sister, writhing on the bed with one nipple pinned by a clothespin, her pussy gushing warm juices onto the pale, pink bedspread, all as some upbeat pop song sounded in the background.

  “Oh fuck,” he muttered, and he started to close the door, but he instead lingered, watching just outside as she bucked. Her graceful motions were contorted with pleasure outside of her control, and her body was flushed from her intense arousal.

  His cock throbbed awake in his pants as she slowly came down off her high, her small chest rising and falling in quick succession.

  He closed the door before she came back to reality, standing outside of it as his heart beat heavy in his chest.

  ~Chapter 3~

  She was sure she’d heard something, but when she opened her blue eyes and looked at the door, it was closed. She paused the music and listened hard, but there was no sounds at all.

  She sucked in a breath of relief, her entire body still quivering from her orgasm as she unpinned her nipple.

  “Well that was fun,” she said with a little bit of a laugh at herself, reaching for her jeans.

  ~Chapter 4~

  “I swear to God, man. She wasn’t just playing with it. She was really fucking into it,” Zach said, his voice a bit hushed as he and Jacob played games in Jacob’s rec room. They were both sprawled on the leather couch, though they kept dying as Zach recounted the story of finding his sister masturbating.

  “Right after you got off the phone with me?” Jacob asked, and Zach knew what he was getting at. Hearing Zach tease her about Jacob sent her to her room to get off.

  Jacob was already puffed up from news of the crush, let alone the idea that she was masturbating to him. For some reason, it pissed Zach off. It was one thing to be teasing his sister about her crush, but it was another thing altogether his friend getting into it.

  “Ya, I guess,” Zach said, his enthusiasm dwindled. Why was he so mad about it anyways?

  It didn’t matter. In a few seconds, Jacob’s character was shot, and Zach grinned at his accomplishment.

  “You killed me, you dick,” Jacob said, punching Zach in the shoulder, his dark eyes glinting with annoyance. “Fuck, you’re on my team, ass.”

  Zach muttered an apology, but he didn’t feel it.

  “So come on, man. Tell me. What’s your sweet little sister’s body like, huh?”

  “She’s three days younger than me, man. Not exactly my little sister.”

  Jacob rolled his eyes.

  “What, you don’t wanna tell? What’s her tits like, huh? They’re not much to look at in clothes.”

  Aga
in, Zach felt a wave of protectiveness and anger, and he tossed the controller to the side of the couch as he got up, going to the fridge.

  “You want a drink?” he asked, grabbing a can of soda for himself. He knew exactly what his little sister’s tits looked like. It wasn’t anything like in the pornos, with their big, swollen tittys. No, hers were tiny, and sweet, and her nipples were as hard as rocks. Her body was so delicate, but resilient, and he had watched her contort in such a flexible manner he couldn’t help but picture her beneath him.

  He’d been with a few girls, but they’d all been pretty boring. All just trying to get some popularity from dating a guy on the football team. They just laid beneath him, never seeming all that into it.

  But his sister, oh, she was into sex already. The way her legs had parted and she’d lifted her hips into that little vibrator thing she had... It’d given him a great view of her shaved pussy, of the way it was swollen and needy.

  Needy for cock.

  “Zach?” Jacob said from just behind him, right before he punched his shoulder. “Come on man, toss me one. What’s gotten into you?”

  “Nothin’, just thinking,” Zach replied, and he hoped that Jacob wouldn’t notice his stiffy. He handed him a drink and then moved away.

  “She wasn’t nothing to look at, if you know what I mean,” Zach said with a shrug, his heart beating faster, but Jacob didn’t look sold.

  “Yea, but she’s a gymnast, right? She should do the splits right over my cock, know what I mean?” Jacob laughed, lunging his hips forward in demonstration.

  Zach reached out, slugging the other man’s arm hard, his brows furrowed in the center.

  “Shut up, man. That’s my sister you’re talking about.”

  “Hey, if you didn’t want me to talk about sticking your sister, you shouldn’t have told me she had a crush on me and that she was masturbating after you told me. Sounds to me like she’s ready for me to come over and stick it in. Next time I’m over and your parents are gone, alright, man? You’ll cover for me?”