Kink Erotica Novels & Stories

Without a warning, he shoved two fingers into my hole, sending shivers up my spine. As he finger fucked me, he rubbed my clit so hard. “Tell me, I’m doing well,” he said, “Tell me, am I being a good boy?” Did he have a praise kink? Something in me stirred, and my new desire rose in me. And I wanted to play along. “Just like that.” I parted my legs, creating more space for his fingers. “Be a good boy, and fuck me.” A low growl bubbled at the back of his throat. His cock grew bigger and harder.

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I wanted to press the red button which indicated a help signal, but I was still wondering what he wanted to do to me. He knelt down while his nose sniffed at my entrance. I was wearing a long, straight silk skirt that covered my thighs. He lifted my skirt up gently and slowly, bringing his nose deeper. I didn't tell him to stop; that was because I loved the way he made me feel as I fought hard against my moans. My head tilted back and my mouth went agape the moment his hands touched my already wet entrance. His fingers pinched my clit while I let out a devouring moan.

“This is…” “Arousing.” She completes the word for me and lurches to my side, to the place I am staring at a woman whose cunt is full display on the camera. “People have these kinks they'd love to learn or to try.” She begins and I give her my full attention. “I was able to learn that from a few of my friends who wanted to explore that types of sex shits others don’t acknowledge, I came up with the idea of…creating a website and making it available for those that want to explore those kinda kinks. Like tying a woman to a bed with ropes or handcuffs, swatting a woman’s ass cheeks, cunt, pulling her upside down to fuck her, ways to scissor, ways to make your partner bleed and shits like that…”

Kinks: Shemale, penetration, dirty talk, rough sex I've known Alex since we were kids, our friendship always laced with this unspoken heat that simmered just below the surface. She's my best friend, the one who gets me like no one else, but tonight, in the dim glow of my apartment bedroom, everything changes. The air hangs heavy with the scent of her vanilla body wash mixed with something muskier, more primal.

I cried out, my fingers tangling in his dark hair. He pushed me back onto the cot, his body covering mine. The weight of him, the heat, was everything I’d dreamed of. His hands were everywhere—kneading my breasts, sliding down my ribs, over my hips. He hooked his fingers into the waist of my simple cotton underwear and tore them down my legs. The sound of the fabric ripping was the most erotic thing I’d ever heard. Then his hand was there. Between my legs. On my pussy. A big, rough-skinned palm cupping me, his middle finger sliding through the wetness I couldn’t control.

The depth was incredible. He was hitting my cervix, filling me so completely I felt like I was being branded from the inside out. "Touch yourself," he growled, his hands digging into my waist. "Put those pretty fingers to use and strum your fucking clit till you cum Aria." Dirty talking was a new kink I hadn't realized I had. I reached back, my fingers finding my swollen clit, rubbing fast as he pounded into me. The friction from his thrusts and the movement of my own hand sent me spiraling again almost instantly.

“The more obscene the better.” “Rubbing it into me,” she whispered, remembering him doing so outside the art room and in the car, and not entirely sure if it were her memory or his. “Mmm,” his hum was a groan of erotic pleasure his hands stroking up to cup her breasts, pinching the nipples hard so that she whimpered. “Yeah. I think it’s on the edge of a breeding kink… Except that I’m not interested in having kids.”

With urgency, I grasped my dick, using it to tease her clit, eliciting a rush of sensation as pleasure surged through us both. As I surrendered to the intoxicating rhythm of our lovemaking, I couldn't help but moan and grunt with each thrust, my head thrown back in ecstasy. Her breathless whispers of my name only fueled my arousal further, igniting a primal passion that surged through every fibre of my being. I indulged in a newfound kink, rubbing my cum against her clit as she dug her nails into my ass. Despite the fun of it, I found myself thoroughly enjoying the sensation, unable to resist the allure of this act.

tears fresh, climax earth-shaking squirting grass-flood, milking his bellowed eruption deepest yet. Collapsed entwined, fantasies fully lived, Anita's virgin world shattered gloriously into wedded kink eternity, into wedded kink eternity. Garden dews settled heavier as Liam rolled her onto side, spooning close, cock nestling hot between thighs, but rest was tease. His hand snaked front, fingers circling clit lazily building anew while whispering, "Tell me another fantasy now." Anita shivered, voice breathy recounting rope suspension, candle wax. He grinned dark, carrying her indoors naked trail of fluids.