Gun Play Kink Novels & Stories

Lifting my injured leg, I showed him the blood trickling down in a thin line. "Lick it clean, or I'll make sure you're carried out of here on a stretcher." Colton let out a disgusted sound, scrunching up his face. "That's gross." I shot him a glare. "You don't get it. Saliva's antiseptic." While we bantered back and forth, Zach turned to leave. Colton's bodyguards blocked the door, clearly unwilling to let him off so easily. A commotion erupted outside, and then Wynona burst through the door, right on cue.

He kept rubbing in continuous motion, his eyes glinting with mischief. How could something feel so wrong, yet drive me to the edge? Desire and guilt collided, and it wasn't supposed to. "How about this?" Before I could process, he took out the gun coated with precum and shoved it all the way in my mouth. My breathing quickened, blood rushing in my veins as he rocked it back and forth deep. My cock throbbed in pain and pleasure simultaneously. "No gag reflex. I'd like my dick better in this hole." My brain screamed, begged to do something. The thought of getting hard by being fucked by a gun made my stomach churn. I could blame it on the alcohol but I was half sober.

Lukas screamed while covering his face. He thought he was about to get shot in his head. But when he peeked through his fingers, he saw the Death Row Infantry-man getting his gun knocked out of his hand by his female partner. Lukas watched as the Death Row Infantry-woman knocked the gun out of her partner’s hand before ramming her knife as hard as she could into the man’s torso. The little boy flinched when the Infantry-man dropped to his knees while coughing up blood.

Stretching her walls as I get past the knuckles and my hand is buried deep inside her. “There is my good little slut. How does it feel having my entire hand inside you. God this pussy is amazing.” I tell her as she thrusts back trying to take more. I think I’ve unlocked a new kink for her. “You like this don’t you?” I keep pumping my entire hand in and out of her sweet pussy. Her moans loud as she nods her head with total certainty.

“Please—take it out—oh god—” He pulled back and slammed it in hard. “Come on, tell me you like my gun fucking your tight hole,” he half-yelled with gritted teeth. Pleasure spiked through the fear as I moaned despite myself, low and desperate. “Mhmm… fuck—I love your gun… fucking my pussy…” The vibrations on my clit warred with the invasion as pleasure coiled tighter despite everything. He punched the nipple chain as he yanked it forward. Fresh pain shot through me.

He couldn't walk freely with his gun protruding between his legs. The Spas12 shotgun was loaded and ready to engage and fire. WARNING: Sexual content ahead. He pulled his zipper down, then his black boxer shorts. His crowned glory sprung up. She was still kneeling on the ground, and she flinched as he grabbed her blond hair with brute force. "Suck it," he growled out. His husky voice was evident. She obediently obliged. Without a thought, he thrust inside her little, warm mouth. He quickened the pace, making her eyes tear, and she gagged uncontrollably.

I brushed my fingers through his hair and gripped hold of his dark blonde locks. “Once or twice” I answered with a breathy voice. Gunner's mouth found the spot between my legs, forcing me to gasp in surprise when he ran his tongue along my lips. “Lay down” he commanded. I didn’t hesitate, and with Gunner’s help, I lowered myself to the ground. The brush was soft under my back, and the ground was cool against my heated skin. Gunner shifted his body to move completely between my legs. He pushed open my knees and dived into my waiting slit. I gripped hold of his hair, anchoring his mouth to my pussy, and my sanity to him. Gunner sucked and teased my clit, leaving me a moaning mess, writhing ben

KINKS: CAMSHOW, SEX TOY, MASTURBATION, ANAL PLAY I sat in front of my webcam, the bright ring light casting a warm glow over my setup in the corner of my bedroom. The chat was already buzzing with over a million viewers tuned in for my special show. My heart raced with excitement as I glanced at the unopened box on the floor beside me. I'd splurged on this fuck machine after months of teasing my fans about it, and tonight, I was finally going to give them what they wanted—a raw, unfiltered solo session with the real thing. My curvy body tingled with anticipation; at 27, I'd built this camgirl life on my love for hardcore play, and nothing got me wetter than sharing it all live.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> He gripped the cold metal. Even he had his limits, and he'd had enough of all the virtual hooplah and faux otherworldly twilight blue. He could feel a tremble running through his hands, and he swiped at his nose, rubbing at an itch that wasn't really there. At the rink, that energy was different. Gunner used it for hockey, soaked up the frenzy of enthusiasm and wrung it out through his stick and his fists, letting it drive him forward. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

I held my cold metal gun tightly as sensations built, their hands and mouths igniting every nerve. I ran the tip of my gun down my thigh as I felt kisses and hands on every part of my body. I enjoyed the cold and dangerous feel of the gun against my soft skin. Kisses were traced along my inner thighs as I spread my legs wider to give more room for pleasure. With a soft moan, I pressed the gun against the temple of the man kneeling before me. His eyes flickered with surprise, but he didn’t stop, his lips continued to satisfy my needs.