Gun Play Kink Novels & Stories

The thrill of not knowing what he could be doing filled my mind, when my breath hitches and I felt something metal against my clit. It was the gun, he rubbed it softly against my clit, a moan fell out of my lips, I stared at the ground when I felt him nudge the gun further inside of me and I held on to the couch end. “Dom.” “Do you like that?.” He asked and I nodded when I felt a spank on my ass, it was hot and I could still feel the sting. “Yes, I like it.” I breathed out, he didn’t stop his sweet torture on me, one mistake I would be dead and the blood on me would be mine this time.

I smirked softly, knowing exactly what I wanted to do. “You close? You gonna cum thinking of my dead woman?” I asked. I saw the minute he was about to climax, his eyes rolled back slightly, and his hand squeezed tighter around his dick. I raised the gun and fired, aiming at his cock. He dropped like a sack of shit that he was, His dick had literally exploded. His hand was mangled, fingers had been blown off and he was literally left with a stump that used to be his hand. “Mother fucker.” Ink muttered, “you couldn’t have given us some warning?!?” he yelled.

The beautiful curve of her jaw, her eyebrows, her lips. I press the gun in her clit and she widens her eyes even more. Tears fall from her eyes and land straight on my hand. I don't make a move to wipe it off. “Rub your pussy on my gun.” She hesitates. “I work with guns, it could fire at any time and kill me.” she whispers “That's the point.” Her bottom lips tremble I push the gun upwards and she sinks into it and grinds on it. “How does that feel?”

And that is how locker s*x turned into angry s*x. “Ah Kyler ! Fuck !!” I spoke through gritted teeth when Kyler suddenly pinched and twisted my n*pples pleasurably hard and went King Kong with his Big Gong inside my tight chute. I did not know which was more arousing- his dirty talk or watching his thick pink sausage thrust in an out of my squelching hole in front of the locker room’s long mirror. Grrrrr. Oh shit ! I just realized that I was into and had a major kink for it, coz it did not take long before I was disobeying my furious mate and creaming all over his joystick just because of it.

THEMES: Break- in fantasy, Truth or Dare Confession, Obsessed stalker, Masked Identity, Consensual Non Consent. KINKS: Knife play, light BDSM, Choking/Breath play, Bondage/Restraint, Spanking, Sex toys, Orgasm denial, Dirty Talk, Praise kink, Voyeuristic tension, Double Temperature play. He strokes my clit again, pinching it every two seconds with the edge of the knife. "Oh Goddddd," I whimper, shuddering as my hips start to roll internally.

She stated Kelly was looking a little shocked, I guess she didn't see it coming. He first remove her earing and then her wrist watch. Then he scanned her body from head to toe, as if he was contemplating on what to do next. Kelly gown was a deep back gown..then he moved behind her and unhook her bra. My eyes almost left it socket. I was shocked and Kelly just stood there like a robot as he removed her bra. The other student cheered, they were obviously enjoying the game. Then a girl picked a number too and her bottle landed on that guy I saw kissing Tala earlier. They were asked to kiss for five minute, which they did without delay.

I looked down at Cain just as his eyes opened. His hands grabbed my arm quicker than my eyes could register his movements and, before I knew it, his mouth had latched onto my arm. I gasped feeling his teeth pierce the skin, the white-hot pain of him doing so made me see spots in my vision. I hovered over him as I struggled to even catch my breath. The feeling of his lips against my skin and his mouth sucking the blood from my arm was one I couldn't describe as anything other than painfully exhilarating. Cain's eyes were nearly pitch black as they glazed over, focused on nothing other than the task at hand.

"Wh-- My friend is in there about to get married! I should be in there!" "Sorry. But, I've been told to keep you out. Please step away from the door." "Just let me inside, I won't cause any trouble." "Back away from the door." He repeated as he jabbed his finger in his face. Seven slapped his hand away and he reaches for the gun on his side. Was that supposed to intimidate me? He scoffed aloud and rolled his eyes. "Look, I just wanted to say a few things to my friend and then I'll be on my way."

"So, did you ever think you'd be offered a job because your dick is bigger than the last guy?" Russ chuckled. "I never thought about it." "That's not the only reason. You're also, according to Lan, handsome, well built, and have a reputation of being a nice guy. I do, essentially, what my mom and sister do. I give massages. By choice, I only do females. About half of them just want massages. The other half are the regulars. They want the special services we offer. For women, it's fingering to orgasm, eating them, and rarely vaginal sex. For vaginal I always wear a condom. Safer for me and for them. For oral, I use a dental dam about half the time. Do you know what that is?"

Even if I had some fun with her, there was nothing to feel guilty about. Besides, in my eyes, Ms. Johnston was definitely a horny vixen. Otherwise, why would she be all alone here, using those toys? As for her so-called collection, that just made her easier for me to control. Once the thought occurred to me, it was impossible to suppress it. While Ms. Johnston was selling cigarettes, I noticed the middle-aged man, Bobby, staring at her body with a lecherous gaze. That only strengthened my resolve—it was better me than someone else.