Bdsm.stories Novels & Stories

“Enzooooooo!!!! Shit!!!!!!! What is that? Oh my gooooooodddddd!!!!! Enzo, no... Just a moment... uuuuunngghghhh!!!! Shit, Enzo... uuuuuuhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Enzo, I’m going to die from this pleasure!!!!!!! Oooooohhhhhhhh!!!!!” Her reaction was no different from that of the other women who had experienced his beaded cock. Even his wife, Emily, had completely succumbed to it; just like Vanessa now, she would scream incessantly while he took her on the bed. He even remembered the first time he’d fucked Emily in a motel—the staff stared at them as they left because her screams could be heard clearly all the way outside.

Cerena fell for his charm even as she was trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could she ignore the temptation that came along with it. THIS STORY IS RATED 18+ CONTAINS PART OF BDSM, NOTHING TOO EXTREME THOUGH, JUST MILD. SO IF YOU ARE NOT THE TYPE TO ENJOY STORIES LIKE THIS ONE, I'M SORRY THIS IS NOT FOR YOU. ***** DISCLAIMER: This book is a work of fiction. Names, Character, Places and Incidents are either a product of my imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. And any resemblance to actual persons, [living or dead], business establishments, events or local are purely coincidental and unintentional.

“Unfortunately, though, I won’t see you inside. It’s a more exclusive event this time around.” “That’s too bad,” Willow said, not really meaning it. Jeff was nice enough, but she’d have preferred her holiday adventures in the community room to remain a bit more anonymous than they had. She took a deep breath and paused before going into the room. The banner suggested that whatever was going on inside involved BDSM-- bondage, discipline/domination, submission/sadism, and masochism. She was familiar with all of that, of course, but had never given it too much thought.

“I forgive you dummy, still annoyed tho. She sighed. “Thanks bestie,” I beam happily. “Now spill the tea, what's going on,? She asked. “Nothing much, honestly just— I didn't even finish she cut me off. “Don't you dare tell me nothing much, now spill. She commanded. “Me and Slate f*****d, I and Aurelio f*****d, last night Zayden and I did the BDSM shit,” I covered my face in shame, but good shame. “OMG, you did what??????? She literally screamed in my head. I don’t suppose like my new.

Lena swallowed it eagerly, her addiction turning even the most degrading acts into pure pleasure. The dirty talk became nonstop. "This is your new life now, whore." "Every night you hear us gaming, you crawl over here on all fours." "We are going to turn your apartment into a free use glory hole." Lena came so many times her body started shaking uncontrollably. Her pussy was bright red and swollen. Cum poured out of her with every thrust. At one point they had three cocks in her pussy at the same time while two more tried to stretch her asshole. The intense stretching made her squirt violently across the room.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit erotic content, including BDSM elements (bondage, gagging, blindfolding), rough sex, oral sex, facials, and power imbalance dynamics. While consent is present, it explores themes of submission and vulnerability. Have fun lovliessss. CHAPTER ONE “What is it, Ronan? C’mon, you can tell me.”

“Or you could just go to a BDSM club and let some Dom ruin you. First time or not, they know what they’re doing.” I laughed, but something in my stomach tightened. “Right. Because that’s totally an option.” Maddie smirked. “Hey, I’m just saying. No emotions, no awkward morning-after talk—just pure, mind-blowing sex with a man who actually knows how to touch a woman.” I rolled my eyes, but the idea lodged itself in my brain. And that was how I ended up standing outside a BDSM club three nights later, heart hammering so hard I thought I might pass out.

I sighed. “Our? So you… you are into all that? Are you also of the same mind as your wolf on sleeping with random females?” Crista’s body stiffened as she moved slightly away from me. I sighed, running a hand over my face. “No. While yes, I will admit I like BDSM. I like the structure and control a dom/sub relationship offers. I have only been an active participant in the encounters that involved the twins' mother. Being with anyone that wasn’t her or my mate disgusts me.” I explained.

He heard a laugh from Darien’s side and smiled in spite of the laugh being at his expense. “I see that’s the reason for the random call now,” Darien said. “Yes, BDSM is a good seller for the erotica department. It’s a little controversial and not everyone is comfortable with it so I agreed with the idea to keep those types of stories from fresh interns in case it strengthened their resolve to quit. That department is the worst for losing interns.” “Even my flatmate has a BDSM series,” Zach sighed. “I guess it’s more commonly read than I ever thought.”

Damien hauled him up by the front of his hoodie and shoved him toward the bed. “Strip. Now.” Elias’s hands shook as he pulled off his hoodie and jeans. His body felt exposed under Damien’s hungry gaze, slim chest, narrow waist, the soft curve of his ass, his hard cock bobbing between his legs. Damien pushed him face-down onto the bed, yanking his hips up so his ass was presented. He spat on Elias’s hole and rubbed the head of his cock against it. “No condom,” Damien growled. “I’m going to fuck you raw. And when I cum inside you, you’re going to keep every drop.”