Gun Play Kink Novels & Stories

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.

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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.

I'm hit by a sharp wave of pain as he thrusts into me gradually it turns to pleasure as he thrusts faster,harder and quicker my brain tells me to fight him off and run but my body aches for more pleasure than ever,I've always been this kind of slut but tonight I feel violated, He turns me over to face him I watch his lips move closer aiming for a kiss,disgusted and irked I kick him in the groin causing him to fall and sprawl on the ground ,I reach for my jacket, he pulls me by my ankle I try kicking him off but he's holding on too tight, restless and impatient I reach for the gun just before me pulling the trigger without second thought, he stays still not moving seconds after blood come gus

"Stretch that tight pussy. Imagine it's my cock, Reese—too big, forcing its way in, making you cry." The resonance hits me at once—the dark thrill of their control, the inner conflict of hating them yet needing this escape from my fears, from Jade's shadow. Tears well up again as I push one finger inside myself, the intrusion slow and deep, my walls clenching around it. It's not enough, but I move as he says, in and out, the rhythm building, my other hand rubbing my clit in harsh circles that border on pain. "Good," Finn praises, but it's mocking, his hand sliding up to pinch my nipple, twisting hard. The sharp ache shoots straight to my core, making me moan louder, my finger thrusting faste

Unable to hold my shameful urge any longer, I moved my waist in a way that made the gun brush my clit. “Mmph.” I breathed, making him stare at me with wide eyes he quickly masked. His hold on my neck loosened as he shook his head. “You are hopeless.” He blurted, ready to move away, but my hand held his wrist, positioning the pistol at the edge of my soaked cunt. “If you can't fuck me with your cock, can I at least get some gun treatment? I'm horny.” I pleaded, breath ragged. “Any wrong move and you will die with a bullet inside that dirty pussy, and you still want to do it?” He asked with disbelief laced in his tone.

Being involved in this lifestyle has taught me many things. I've opened myself up to learning new experiences that I love, but there are those I never want to try. Fire and knife play are definitely two kinks I'm okay with watching but never participating in; kudos to those with the guts to play with it.

Bryan shot his pistol three times, then pressed the button on the wall which drew his human cardboard target closer to where he was. “Not bad.” Kimberly shouted in the midst of the gunshots from other shooters, who we’re practicing in the shooting range. His target had a hole on the side of its head, on a shoulder and in the middle of its torso. “My turn.” She said after replacing the bullet ridden target with a new one, and pressing the button on the wall, which pushed it away till it got to forty meters away from where she stood.

Grey pulled a gun, not the one with regular bullets, but with silver. He fired three times. Kade went down, he was hit on the chest, shoulder and leg.

If he shut me out, I would have to kick in his doors, and if I did that, I would probably kill him in the process. For both of our sakes, I swallowed, licked, sucked on him till his hand came down. He filled my mouth, my throat, and I kept going, my tongue moving expertly around, under, and above his hardening member. I gasped as the veins rubbed on me. I slowed down, my eyes on his through it all. I pulled out and licked his tip, round and round, making it drip. I held him up as I went lower, taking in his lonely companions. One, then the other, then both, using my tongue to appease the fire in his belly.