Gun Play Kink Novels & Stories

He growled aggressively, his palm slamming into my clit aggressively, I almost blacked out. My eyes went white, tears streaking down my eyelids, my pussy twitching and convulsing down on his fingers as I reached my peak. “Ahhhh fuckkkkk Kelvinnnnn!!” I screeched as my juices gushed out of me uncontrollably. “Fuck! Look at that little water fountain go!” He muttered, smearing my juices with his fingers and bringing them to his mouth. “Mmmnn as tasty as always.” He licked them off looking straight at me, and I whimpered at the sight, my pussy twitching and clenching down on nothing as more juices seeped out, and onto his waist down to his thighs.

Couldn't stop seeing his face when he'd said"this one is dangerous" A minute passed. Five. Ten. Then she heard it. Footsteps on gravel. A door opening somewhere in the dark. Muffled voices— too low to make out the words. Then a pause. And Three gunshots. She clamped her hand over her mouth to keep from screaming. Silence. Minutes that felt like hours. Then the driver's door opened. He slid into the seat. His hands were steady. His face was unreadable. But there was fresh blood on his shirt— not his, she could tell now, the way he moved, no wince— and his knuckles were raw.

I sent anonymous videos of me playing with myself with a vibrator to my deskmate just for the thrill of it. I loved the thrill that came with carrying out forbidden, socially unacceptable acts like these—especially more so when he was frantically seeking out my identity. The lower I sank, the greater the thrill. … Late at night, I lay spread out in bed, panting loudly as my body trembled like jelly. I stayed like that until the waves of pleasure finally calmed down, allowing me to relax the muscles in my back.

We want to see whether she can take two cocks at once, and Jackson is about to finish. Gunner sighs loudly, and then I feel his fingers push my lacy thong to the side, right before he hammers into me.

“You’re going to tell me exactly who paid you to take my wife.” Silence. The thicker man even dared a smirk. Lucas smiled back, and it was terrifying. “I enjoy enthusiasm. But stubbornness? That’s a real asset. Helps me test the new equipment.” He tapped a section of the wall. A sleek panel slid open, revealing a hidden arsenal, surgical steel, electrics, and restraints designed for maximum pain with minimum damage. Tools of persuasion. He selected several and set them down with a quiet, deliberate click. “Let’s start simple,” he said pleasantly. “Fingers or teeth?”

We are doing bad things that we did just a few nights ago. This is the effects of Bullet and Gunner to me. They made me more hormonal. Bullet’s playfulness and naughtiness always gets the best out of me. It makes me lose my sanity until I find myself fantasizing about our intimate moments. And Gunner’s innocence and quite lewd demeanor is pushing me to think about dirty thoughts whenever we talk. It was like an endless cycle for me. Gunner and I will have an intimate moment over the phone and then all of a sudden, I will go out of my room only to be teased by the adonis body of Bullet. It was really hard to contain my hormones with these two!

The cold metal of the gun inside my mouth. I had imagined I would start crying, lock up with fear, and utter the safe word. But I didn’t do any of those things because Hayden was looking at me when he made me gag on a gun whose trigger was brushing over his index finger. “Open wider, come on, I know you can do better, Princess.” He encouraged me, reminding me to breathe when I kept rubbing myself, juices gushing out of me as Hayden kept exploring and playing with my limits. The metal felt sturdy and hard against my teeth, my tongue trying to lap against it as I whimpered and groaned around it, moving my hips as if to want more.

In a painfully slow movement, he brought his hand up my thigh to the lining of my already moist panties. “You’re lying” he growled into my ear, biting on it. “No” I breathed. He pulled my panties to the side and gently slid a finger over my wet lips. “I could smell your desire” he said as he plunged his fingers deep inside my pussy. I gasped and threw my head back. He moved his fingers in and out, pressing deep inside my core. I cried out as he rolled his thumb over my clit. “Do you want him?” Gunner rumbled, moving his fingers faster.

It pressed, squeezed, and molded them into something nice. The lady shuddered beneath him, her hole dripping already, and she shook her head, trying to suppress the moan that wanted to escape from her mouth. Zayn curled his lips sexily and removed his fingers, slapping her ass cheek! " Don't try to suppress it. Let the Alpha know you are enjoying it." Then, he licked the juice, that was decorating his fingers and rubbed it on the lady's ass. " Let's get to the final show!" He unbuckled his pant and freed his dangerous fire gun that was already erected, looking strong and mighty! He took some water from the stream and poured it on his shaft, for easy penetration.

He sucks and licks and bites while I bounce on his cock. I pick up the empty gun from beside us and press the barrel under his chin again. His grey eyes lock on mine, his mouth still on my breast, and I ride him with the gun under his jaw. “What would your clients think if they could see you right now? Their hitman sucking on his target’s nipples while she rides his cock?” I pant, rolling my hips harder, clenching around him on every downstroke. His hips buck up into me involuntarily and the thrust hits deep and I gasp.