The Sweetest Taboo: 80's &90's Reviews

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The Sweetest Taboo: adj. Know to have sexual desire but that's besides the point. 

Since I'm new to this fandom why not give my thoughts on 80's and 90's films that I seen and maybe even 00's films. 
 
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Martha is widowed and now has to pay the bills and look after her teenage daughter, Joanna. It won't be easy for the two of them to get to know each other and live together in a changing world. A world is full of dangers and longings, where men are a mystery and sometimes romantic, or more than that. A trilogy told from the perspective of each character, where no one knows the whole truth, only their view on each moment. Hot and explicit scenes. Not recommended for children under 18. *** "Aaah! Aaah!" The girl in the movie moaned as the camera spun around her. Naked, lying on a sofa and a man crouched between her legs. It was obvious that the boy was licking her private parts. He was using his tongue to massage her c*****s. But you couldn't see much; it was just your imagination creating what you couldn't see. It was cold, and I curled up against Jordan's chest. I slipped my cold hands between my thighs, and he dropped his arm over my arm. It was the first time it had happened, and it took me a while to realize it. He stayed, and I began to divide my attention between the increasingly hot scenes in the movie and Jordan's hand wrapping around my elbow until it touched my thigh. It wasn't just unexpected, it was better than a dream-his big hand warming my leg. I don't know if he realized it, but I did. I felt like a girlfriend. Did he act like I was one of his girlfriends? Martha, Mom?

I learnt the hard way that wanting to be normal is just wishful thinking. More specifically when I found out who my dad really was. Then again, having a child while I was still a kid myself already sealed the deal on being anything but normal. But I was happy, for a moment. Until I was introduced to an entirely new world or worlds that I wish I wasnt apart of but now its impossible to avoid.

***WARNING- Extreme gore, violence, and suggestive themes*** Poetry, of course, but this is my style my way. Don't like it? I really do not care. This expresses some of my deepest thoughts which I have never said nor written down before. If you do read it, THANK YOU SO MUCH I REALLY APPRECIATE IT! My INSANE titled poem is the start of where they get a good amount shorter than the rest if you don't like the longer stuffs. :)

⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ if any of the tagged things are sensitive to read about or makes you feel uncomfortable, please do not read! I'd hate to be the reason you feel either way. *Please feel free to leave feedback and suggestions in the comments, thx so much! *

No Rain, No Flowers by StephanieNiesPeterso

She fell in love with the boy next door when she was just five years old. Despite Christian being 5 years older than Michelle, she would stop at nothing for him to return her love. "I felt tears welling up again. My silence forced him to look my way. I turned my head quickly hoping he wouldn't see me starting to cry. "I didn't realize I looked so bad in my bathing suit still..." I said quietly after a beat. "What do you mean?" he asked me confused. "Your reaction to how bad I looked, you told me to put my clothes back on..." I stopped trying not to cry and let a tear fall. "Shit, Michelle... You didn't look bad.... I was just.... Shocked. You look like you're going into college. That's a far cry from what you looked like at the beginning of the summer. Guys were gawking at you. I had to decide if I should stay and keep you covered up or go and knock them out, so they couldn't look at you." He stopped simply because he ran out of air. I was smiling by this point. "Oh, you find this amusing?" he asked. I chuckled. "Well, no. It's just, I thought I had really changed this Summer. I am starting middle school this week and I am super nervous about not being the fat nerd from last year..." Christian shook his head. "You have changed drastically. When you climbed into the van this morning, I barely recognized you. We can't go for months without seeing each other anymore because I won't know who you are if you keep growing up like this."

You see.. We're not supposed to see each other, and we really shouldn't be this attached to each other. But sometimes you just can't ignore your deepest desires, so you have to give in. No matter who might get hurt in the process, or how wrong it might seem for the two of us to be together. And that's all it is in other people's eyes, it's wrong, dirty, and most importantly it's kinda illegal. Which is why no one can ever know what's going on between us.

Harry Styles isn't my father, he's my stepfather. Well ex-stepfather. My mother married him when I was 18, she was 36 and he was 20. Totally gross right? Little did I know that she was already knocked up when they got married. They were a happy little family while I was living with my ACTUAL father and going to college. Two years later, my mother left Harry for a man even younger then him and took him to the cleaners. She got full custody, child support and spousal support to pay the way of her and her new boy toy while Harry had to give her his house and move into a small apartment. It's been three years since the divorce my mother wants me to come back for her wedding, the wedding Harry paid for. I felt terrible for Harry but I was too ashamed of my own mother to reach out. But now she's left me no choice because he's the only one that can help me. Will he even answer the phone? I haven't talked to him in almost four years, I don't know what state he's in having his son ripped from him or all of his hard earned money taken away. All I know is that I'm at his doorstep and he's about to get the surprise of his life. ______________ ⚠️ Will contain an assload of foul language as well as sexual content. While some names may be real this is an alternative reality based story that is 100% mine.

A DARK TABOO ROMANCE He leans close to my ear, nibbling on my earlobe before whispering. "Remember this moment, little bunny. When you're out with any boy, listening to him telling you how much he cares about you or how much he loves you. Remember how you laid on this table, letting yourself get finger fucked by your best friend's dad, and how you fucking loved it." ☁︎☁︎☁︎ He is temping, irresistible, but forbidden. I know I should stay away from him, and god did I try. But when an unfortunate event almost left me homeless, I was forced to move in with him. Left to battle my feelings for a man I've always wanted but can't have. A man that my longing alone gives me shame. After all, he is my best friend's father. ☁︎ God, it was a stupid idea to let her move in with me. There's a reason I've been staying away from her, forcing myself to ignore her existence, and the reason is quite simple. I want her. I can't stop thinking about her, fantasizing about the things I want to do to her that would make the devil fear. Now, she's trapped under the same roof as me. And I don't think I can hold myself back any longer. (BW x WM)

** this is my first ever novel, so please don't judge if I mess up a little on my words** 18+ story As I look into his dark brown eyes, those same brown eyes that pull me into a trance, I worriedly ask "Are you sure we won't get caught, we could get into serious trouble" I stated as he just stared at me with his subtle smirk. "I'll make sure we won't," he says whispering into my ear sending chills down my back. "Now bend down, and do as I say." Bending me down, i turn my head, looking into his lustful eyes.. I want him forever, even if I have to obey his every word. .-.-.-. Some ranks we reached so far! #1 Pascal #1 Professorxstudent #1 Celebritycrush #1 professor #2 Obey #2 Pedro #3 Collegestories #5 PedroPascal

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Martha is widowed and now has to pay the bills and look after her teenage daughter, Joanna. It won't be easy for the two of them to get to know each other and live together in a changing world. A world is full of dangers and longings, where men are a mystery and sometimes romantic, or more than that. A trilogy told from the perspective of each character, where no one knows the whole truth, only their view on each moment. Hot and explicit scenes. Not recommended for children under 18. * "Aaah! Aaah!" The girl in the movie moaned as the camera spun around her. Naked, lying on a sofa and a man crouched between her legs. It was obvious that the boy was licking her private parts. He was using his tongue to massage her c***s. But you couldn't see much; it was just your imagination creating what you couldn't see. It was cold, and I curled up against Jordan's chest. I slipped my cold hands between my thighs, and he dropped his arm over my arm. It was the first time it had happened, and it took me a while to realize it. He stayed, and I began to divide my attention between the increasingly hot scenes in the movie and Jordan's hand wrapping around my elbow until it touched my thigh. It wasn't just unexpected, it was better than a dream-his big hand warming my leg. I don't know if he realized it, but I did. I felt like a girlfriend. Did he act like I was one of his girlfriends? Martha, Mom?

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