Kink Novels & Stories

I mutter and Sin chuckles before drawing close to press his lips against mine. His hands move to my hips as he dives low. My body tingles with anticipation of having his face buried between my thighs and Sinclair grabs my thighs, spreading them apart; the not no innocent touch drenching my panties. Sinclair hooks his hands around the waistband of my pants, his fierce gaze on me as he yanks it down and a low gasp falls from my lips when he presses his thumb against my core. "You're so fucking wet, Little Greene. " He announces with an amused smirk and I let out a cry when he shifts my panties to the side, his forefinger moving down my wetness.

A smile more of a grin. "Uncle, Auntie, enough!" Chika screams. "Never mind, I don't want you guys to fight again over that bitch!" Without them knowing it, there was a girl who was frozen at the door of the house. She listened to all the conversations that took place in the room. Then the girl cried and continued to cry. "Hey, you ... you dare call Shin a prostitute! She's your cousin, Chika, your attitude is getting worse day by day."

Yes, he might be a little too horny but he's definitely not a pervert. His whole body stiffened, including his groin - a reaction that he totally did not expect. He had seen plenty of naked women, on the internet, in magazines, in real life - none of them made him feel what he was now feeling. K wasn't even completely naked yet. And though he could see her complete shape and form underneath the remaining clothes that was left of her, seeing her that bare somehow felt... different. He started to feel that it was actually him that was vulnerable.

Her legs clamped around his waist. He pawed one breast while kissing her down her neck, tracing a line to the other breast. Her hands ran through his thick brown hair, and she gasped with pleasure as his tongue whipped around her nipple. Below, she felt him eager to have her, pressing hard between her legs. Alex reached down, releasing the button on her pants. Jack let out a moan of pleasure as her hands worked between him and her own zipper.

As in, Carter Labs. Oh well, must be a 'successful scientist' thing. "Hi there, Natasha!" called Katie Patterson, who Natasha spotted through a glass separation busy working on something. A sudden spark of white light suddenly flashed. "What was that?" Katie, who was wearing large plastic goggles, turned to Natasha, smiling. " Just a little applied quantum mechanics as you can see here" - she pointed at a device with large silver metallic plates - "these elements are acting as a large base for generating great amounts of frequency which siphons negative energy that is projected out through here."

He would be trying to get to know me and only me. "See something you like?" He winked, and I fake gagged. "That sucks because I know I see something I like."

Dead. “Seriously?” I sighed, slamming the laptop shut. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Apparently, my cock had developed a new kink called Katie Martinez. Katie. Katie. Katie. Just thinking of her name sent a pulse straight to my groin. And there it was. My cock awakened. Standing tall, like a proud soldier reporting for duty. “Jesus,” I grumbled, glaring at my dick. “Are you a fucking toy? Do you only get affected by one fucking woman?”

"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.

But for the life of him, he doesn’t know how to not do precisely this. As he considers that idea, Kent scolds himself, because – obviously – he knows how to not do this. He’s had sex with women in much simpler ways – normal sex, good sex, in a bed without ropes and chains. Not every woman he’s ever brought home has been locked up in this room, restrained for him. He doesn’t need the kink to have sex – sometimes it’s just an extra, a bonus that allows him to explore his obsession with control.

down to her feet and off. She reached for his and undid the jeans and brought his pants and underwear down to his ankles. His member bouncing as it released from its constraints. His was huge, and she wanted it inside her. But before she did, she took it in her hand and kneeled down. She stroked it a few times before lowering her lips to the tip. She kissed it and then ran her tongue along the tip to the end of the shaft and back before putting it in her mouth. She gagged as she reached the end. He grabbed her hair and kept her head going in the back and forth motion. He moaned everything she gagged on his cock. He then lifted her by tugging gently on her hair and picked her up again. Spinn