Kink Life Novels & Stories

EPISODE TWENTY FIVE TITLE: A KINK THEME: Sex in the dark Aurora bit down on her lower lips when she felt a hand trailing on her thighs slowly but she tried really hard to focus on the movie she was watching. In the room full of people present to watch a movie in the cinema, her boyfriend has chosen to play his usual tricks on her.

I glance to find him looking at me pitifully. “Oh, sweetie, you’re so anti kink,” he says. “There’s nothing disgusting about it, unless, you know, you’re doing it to some caveman who hasn’t washed in months, and even that is not a problem with a condom. Also, regardless of how you feel, it can earn you in five minutes the money you’d receive for hours of mowing lawns or working in, I don’t know, McDonalds or something.” “As long as mowing lawns doesn’t demand sucking someone’s cock in a public restroom, it’s preferable to me.”

"The beta testers are active on the app, mostly after work hours, but some even during the workday. Some ideas I've been playing around with, thanks to the feedback from our beta testers, are actually damn good. Let's start with chat rooms that tailor to a certain kink or fetish? This would help those with specific wants get find someone similar instead of lurking around a group chat for hours." "Aye Aye Captain." Adam chimed in. "Kinks? Can you explain that further please, Holly." Noah used that same dominating tone as he did before. I knew he was playing a game but I'm learning how to beat them at their own games. "Yes, Noah. Since you don't know what kinks are can I bring up pornhub for y

I’m sitting in a dark room, naked on a bed; not a sliver of light can be seen. This is what I agreed to—no sight, no sound, for one night of mind-blowing pleasure. My heart beats rapidly as I wait for my partner. I’m getting used to blind sex, the name of the new kink in the sex world. You put your name in the pool and get matched with the most compatible lover based on your interests. I hope they got it right for me because I’ve been looking forward to this for weeks since receiving the invite. My center is soaking wet just thinking of the things that will be done to it tonight.

And we had to have a sex life that was riddled with kink and BDSM. My sexual interests were one of the main reasons I preferred to date older guys. I guess you could say I had a ''daddy'' kink. I liked older men before I really even understood or knew what sex and love were. I remember back when I was about 8, i had an infatuation with Johnny Depp. I thought he was the most handsome and attractive man I'd ever seen... I still do, but now I was in my early 20's and done some research, I really discovered all the psycho-babble-bullshit that was behind the kink known as DDLG... and it made sense.

Cheating fantasies, cuckolding, and wild group sex were all common themes of the bimbo kink. The whole thing struck me as over the top and irresponsible, but also a little fun. The idea of being a bimbo, at least some of the time, was appealing. Just letting go of all my inhibitions, not worrying about how people perceived me outside of the circle of horny men who surrounded me at all times.

I hadn't bothered to think about how this conversation went from being bothered about her to me joining her. "But before you leave, we need to get some things clear, including what you'll be doing." I nodded. "For starters, it's a kink organisation that attracts celebrities that prefer to remain anonymous but have certain kinks they'd love to explore. The deals made between us are usually bounded by contracts, so getting a contract is very important to your safety so they don't go overboard." Although it was a bit much to take in at first, I understood everything she said to me, nodding in approval as she continued.

I wasn’t pissed, I was into it. And NO for you sickos with twincest fetishes. Even if either of us were bi, we wouldn’t be bi together. There are lines, and while I would never kink shame, don’t project your kink on me or my brother. I’m into it because it’s Zoe, and she’s fucking sex even if she’s making out with my brother. “Oh shit!” Henrik exclaimed.

I liked it. Standing again, in front of him, I felt shy and self conscious, I was standing right next to him, and he looked that good, and I probably looked like a cat dragged out of water. “First, I need to know that you understand, these kinks, these fetishes, they sometimes have to do with real life issues, like you told that woman from the station, they may be happening in real life, but they are different in the sense that, these are controlled, the entire thing is controlled.”

They collapsed onto the bed, a heap of spent, trembling muscle. I sat there on the floor, the heavy heat of the "special tea" finally fading, replaced by a cold, sharp clarity. I had wanted a slut kink. I had wanted to be ruined. I had wanted the forbidden. And I had gotten it. I had destroyed my relationship, fractured my family, and turned my stepbrothers into my addicts. I looked at my reflection in the full-length mirror—covered in the evidence of my "variety," my eyes dark and hollow.