Kink Meme Novels & Stories

I gasped and stared at Carter as if he had two heads. Before I could even come up with a reply, sweet little Lucy beat me to it. “What’s a kink?” She asked innocently. I covered my hand with my mouth and smacked Carter. “See what you did?” I scolded and he laughed in response, softly bumping shoulders with me. “A kink is a knot in your neck, angel.” He motioned for both the kids to follow him into the living room. “Especially when you sleep on it wrong and you get that ache in the morning. Hey let’s watch a movie!”

"Tell me, do you like being choked, Maria?" Well shit. Unknowingly I clenched my thighs together and moaned. He smirked at my action, and I was red in embarrassment. What the fuck was that!? "There is nothing to be shy about. No one should be embarrassed by their kinks." He held my chin, making me look at him, still smirking. That was a kink? Which one? He caught up to my confusion. "Fuck! How innocent are you?" He asked while his hands go through my hair.

“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…”

She waves her hand up and down my body with a distasteful look. I grind my teeth, "I'm not a hooker." I spit out acidly, quickly losing my patience. "I'm his cousin." Her eyes widen as if a light bulb in her head has suddenly turned on, "Oh, it's a kink!" She shrieks as if we've suddenly become the best of friends, "So, tell me he has a big cock without telling me, he has a big cock!" She leans in close, "Is it armoured or sleeveless?"

"Tyler. I want you to answer with a truth. What's your nastiest kink?" He smirked, downing the rest of his drink. "Nothing gets me going like pounding a tight asshole. Fucking that rosebud till it gapes." Heat pooled between my legs, panties slapping on my clit making me shift uneasily. These young men would be the death of me. Zane asked Brock. "What's your kink, Brock?" "Piss play. A pretty girl squatting over my face and just letting go." Shit! At this point I was soaked, my panties were stuck like tissue paper on my folds.

And that is how locker s*x turned into angry s*x. “Ah Kyler ! Fuck !!” I spoke through gritted teeth when Kyler suddenly pinched and twisted my n*pples pleasurably hard and went King Kong with his Big Gong inside my tight chute. I did not know which was more arousing- his dirty talk or watching his thick pink sausage thrust in an out of my squelching hole in front of the locker room’s long mirror. Grrrrr. Oh shit ! I just realized that I was into and had a major kink for it, coz it did not take long before I was disobeying my furious mate and creaming all over his joystick just because of it.

she added. “Yes, until you get pregnant.” “Okay, I agree with you,” she answered without missing a beat. I smiled and shook my head, “No, Kiara. I have different kinks.” Her face went scarlet red, and I wondered where else she was red. Hold it right there, Eiffel. “Kinks?” she asked. “Can I ask what they are?” Better yet, I could show you. I clenched my jaw at the images flashing in my mind and controlled myself.

I look back at the profile, there's no pricing list anywhere, just a row of golden dollar signs, six to be exact. What the hell does that even mean? Is it a tier? A ranking? A warning? “Next one,” Mark says, already leaning in. I suppress the sigh building in my chest and nod instead. I click out of the profile and scroll until another catches my eye. The man is maybe thirty, give or take. His profile picture is sharp and polished, him in a clean-cut navy suit, tie perfect, hair styled like he just stepped out of a boardroom. It looks more like a professional networking photo than a kink app profile.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? To have many males and even some females use you for sex?” I glared at her, mustering what saliva I had, and spit on her. This woman needed mental help. I may get kinky with Malcolm, but that doesn’t mean I have some gang bang or rape kink. I’m not into that shit. “Fuck you, bitch.” I declared, headbutting her. “You’re the only person I see that looks like she’d enjoy getting a train run on her.”

“We can do this when you’re ready. It’s just… I have this kink, you know...” “Kink?” I asked, confused. The word sounded familiar, but I wasn’t entirely sure what it meant. Susie had mentioned something like that once while talking about a spicy book she was reading, but I never asked for details. She is actually an avid reader. Ezekiel noticed my confusion immediately. He sat closer, taking both of my hands in his. His thumbs stroked the backs of my palms soothingly as he explained in a calm, patient voice what a kink was. He said a sexual preference or fantasy that turns someone on. When he finished, I blinked.