Bkdk 18+ Novels & Stories

“We move before dark.” Lilac stepped forward. “Then we’d better hit fast and hit smart. Let’s bring her home.” The tension in the room had settled into something dangerous, focused, and directed. Everyone stood around the central table, where Makayla’s digital map glowed like a war board, casting flickers of red and blue light across the walls. Riko stepped forward with a smile. You know the scary mom smile. The kind that told me she was thinking five moves ahead while already planning ten more. She tucked a dark strand of hair behind her ear and pointed to the Hell’s Kitchen building highlighted on Makayla’s screen.

he said darkly, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear, "you should have just told me. I would’ve gotten you some toys to play with your pussy." Heat flooded my face. Rage. Embarrassment. Disgust. I sucked in a sharp breath, my fists trembling. That was it. I couldn’t take this anymore. I twisted in his grip, meeting his gaze head-on. Big mistake. His eyes were blazing, wild, dark with something feral. I forced myself to smirk, masking my emotions with pure defiance. "Shame on you, Josh," I spat, "Kenneth would never say something like that."

Her posture faltered, just for a moment. But then she straightened and strode closer. "Fine. I’ll be direct. I’ve acquired a very valuable asset. An art collection that I believe was being reconsidered for your Manhattan property. One you can’t afford to pass on." Drew leaned back slightly, brow furrowed. "What collection?" Kimberley’s lips curved into a self satisfied smirk. "The Visage & Void collection." The name hit the air like a cold gust. For a second, the room was quiet. Drew’s eyes flicked to me instinctively, and I met his gaze with the same confusion mirrored in his. My heart thudded, but I didn’t flinch. I didn’t blink.

This story may be triggering for some. It does have bad language, dark sexual themes and scenes in a bdsm club. Please beware. Brandt "Boss, I've got a young lady out here that says there is an emergency and she needs to get her mother from inside the club.” I heard this in my earpiece. It’s Wednesday night and well, never a dull moment in a BDSM club, no matter what night it is.

I say and he frowns but nods. "Should we go sit on the couch?" He asks and I nod. He holds my hand comfortingly and sits next to me on the larger couch. "I need to tell you about a lifestyle that I want you to join me in. But you can say no if you aren't comfortable and you can ask as many questions as you want," I start and Vinny nods as his eyebrows draw in confused. "I will not judge you," he says and holds my hand tighter. "I'm into bdsm," I say quickly and he tilts his head.

Jacqueline I've had it with this shit. No more doormat, no more Ms. Goody Two Shoes. I picked up my phone from the mattress beside me. Only one person I know who will understand how I'm feeling without judging me. Without bringing up my past like a mallet to beat me over the head. One little slip in judgment when I was eighteen years old and I have to live like a nun forever. Well fuck that the habit's coming off. I'm lonely, horny and pissed the fuck off. No almost twenty two year old is supposed to feel like this.

kibit-balikat niyang tugon bago tinungga ang bote ng beer. Napangiwi naman ang kanyang kasama nang ibaba niya ang hawak na bote. Siya ang uminom pero tila si Katarina ang nalasing. Maarteng kinuha nito ang basong may lamang juice bago sumipsip sa straw. Gusto niyang pagtawanan ang pinsan dahil kahit ngayon na nasa hustong gulang na ay hindi pa rin ito umiinom ng alak. "Maiihi ka lang niyan, Kat, pero hindi malalasing. Ang weak mo, my dear cousin," pang-iinis niya pero hindi naman tumalab.

"If I’m right, then whatever hurt it’ll cause to anyone will be well fucking deserved. I wouldn’t want another down-low homosexual ruining my Mom’s life for the second time." "Damon..." "I'm not gonna listen to you, just forget it." "Of course you won’t. You stubborn ass.” He sighed, long and defeated. "This is going to end really badly." "Or it's going to end with me being absolutely right and you owing me fifty bucks." "What? We didn't make any bets!" "Yeah, we just did!" I was fully grinning. "Fifty bucks says I'm right about Rick." "I'm not betting on your mother's fiancé's sexuality, you bi psycho!"

He followed, putting his legs on the floor as i traced kisses up his thigh. I heard him curse under his breath as my mouth made contact with the tip of his cock. It sounded like motivation in my ears, so I repeated what I had seen in the p**n videos, pouring my spit on his dick to prepare for his blowjob. I made slurping sounds as I sucked on the tip of his dick. He couldn't take it anymore more and bucked his hips forward, trying to fuck my mouth.

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”