Novel & Cerita Catheter Bdsm Stories

He took off the nipple clamps and started sucking my sensitive nipples one by one, then he toy with the vibrator making sure I was dosed with so much arousal. "Tonight I'm taking you to a special club. You will see the true BDSM lifestyle, I don't practice the lifestyle, I'm too lazy to care for my pets. But I like watching them, would you like to go there?" I moaned louder when he started stroking my length. Then curse the moment he was taking my dick down his throat. "Curtis, yes...yes, fuck yes..."

He's slow, calm, and looking straight into my delated eyes. He begins thrusting in and out roughly, faster as the bed creaks and the head board hits the wall. I felt my breasts bounce at his movement. “Fuck, you're so tight baby” he growls “unghhh,... Unghhh…” I kept moaning as he kept going. “Kelvin,... Kelvin…” “Yes, Cindy, let me hear you scream my name” I felt his cock pulse inside me, as I clenched him tightly. My legs started convulsing uncontrollably, as we both cum together, breathless and gasping for breath.

He whipped her with a flogger and she screamed till she was hoarse. Then he pushed two thick fingers deep inside her without warning. Emma cried out in pleasure. “So fucking wet already,” he growled. “You love the pain, don’t you?” “Yes, sir. Please… I want more.” Romero removed the blindfold while his fingers fucked her roughly. Emma’s hips jerked forward. “Please, don't stop." Romero's cock was rock hard. Ready for action. He positioned the fat tip at her entrance and slammed into her in one brutal thrust.

Even her stammering makes me smile. "You won't need your dress for this date." I leave the shop feeling her gaze on me. It’s been four months since I’ve had sex. That’s a decision that’s about to be rectified. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Fair warning. One of the readers on this book commented: If you don't like BDSM, RUN. Another commented: I don't read BDSM but this is great. And another: Handstock, blindfold and displayed, Cuffs... Everything is touched. So Hot

“Relax, baby. Shut up and grab the condom.” He rolled to the nightstand, ripped open the foil, and rolled the latex down his throbbing nine-inch length—extra thick, veins bulging, the kind of cock that always made Penelope whimper when he first pushed in. Weed always made him stupidly hard, pre-cum dripping in long strings.

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.

The ache between my legs had turned into pure torture — swollen, dripping, begging for something, anything. I locked my door, kicked off my heels, and threw myself onto the bed still in my work clothes. My hand was already sliding up my skirt before I could stop myself. No. Not yet. I grabbed my phone with trembling fingers and downloaded three new p**n videos — the filthiest threesome ones I could find. Two men, one woman. Priests in my head. I turned the volume low, propped the phone on my pillow, and hit play. The first scene started: a girl on her knees between two huge cocks, sucking one while the other slapped against her cheek. My breath hitched.

“Oh! God I'm sitting completely nude on my brother's lap as he kneads my boob and his friend is touching my core. God ! Please forgive me for my sins.” Nicolas finally slid two fingers inside my core and started moving it back and forth earning a moan from me. “Ahhhgh…” I moaned. Clover was licking all over my back. Nicolas started nibbling and sucking my nipples while he fingered me and soon Clover stripped off his pants. Nicolas removed his fingers and Clover slipped his manhood inside me in one go. “Ahhhh….” “No…No. Clover isn't wearing any condoms.” “Don't worry sis, we already got the contraceptive pills for you.”

Cederick poked, lust and euphoric bliss plastered down his face. “Can’t hold on much longer,” he warned, pounding into her ass, which bubbled and moved bouncing on my laps. I slowed my pace, throwing my head backwards. Cederick held out his cock and wrapped his palms around both our cocks, giving it a few pumps before sliding back into her ass and me into her pussy. Our cum erupted, filling her in at once as we both plugged in. Fucking her through the climax, fucking her cum-filled ass and pussy until our hardened cocks had gone soft. And even then, Katya, like a greedy whore, kept fucking herself on our flaccid, now growing erect, cocks.

Sometimes they want my tits first: mouths latched on, sucking until my nipples are raw and oversensitive, milked like I’m their private fantasy. Sometimes they want my throat: forcing me down until I choke, tears running, mascara smearing, cum spilling over my lips while I beg for more. Sometimes they just spread my legs and take—raw, frantic, no words—until I’m dripping their load and shaking apart. Every patient leaves happier. Every patient leaves healed. And every night I go home soaked, marked, aching for the next one. Because this isn’t a job anymore. It’s a calling. And my pussy never clocks out.