Kink Quotes Novels & Stories

Whatever he’s saying has her laughing and then looking down into the crowd of dancers. “Looks like your bro is moving in on your territory, man.” I glance over and see Gabe facing the bar with his forearms leaning against the edge. I smirk, “Nah, that was this morning when we both fucked her senseless for her birthday present.” Our neighbor’s jaw drops, “No fucking way...seriously?” “You’re wanting to get into the kink lifestyle, right?” “Well, yeah, I guess.” “Here’s a second piece of advice for you, Gabe; never be surprised by anything when it comes to this lifestyle. Believe it or not it’s quite common.”

Kinks was not like many Sex clubs, the bar did not sell liquor but cups of tea, coffee, or in her case, sodas and fruit juice, i loved drinking soda as much as I love drinking juice, I frown when the bartender told me my favourite pineapple juice was finished. I knew the ladies here would do anything to grab all the glasses the moment they were about to meet their mate, or in preparation for whatever they would be doing tonight. The orange juice was not a bad choice, even though I would have preferred the pineapple juice more, I took a long sip with my straw, the coldness and taste was so refreshing, reminding me a lot of my youth when life was easy, simple.

"You are absolutely disgusting." "No. Just horny," he corrected cheerfully. "Bondage does things to me, and frankly, I have a massive kidnapping kink." "Oh dear god," I shrieked, backing away in horror. "Fine." Kevin stepped forward, his hands already gripping the hem of his shirt. He pulled it over his head and tossed it onto the floor. "If it’s an orgasm you want, I’ll give it to you." I whirled on him, my eyes wide. "What the hell, Kevin? Are you gay?!"

The declaration wiped off the smile on his face. "Maybe I have Daddy issues, maybe you don't but trust me. I like what I like, and we all have kinks that get us off." I squeezed my face in irritation. How did we get here? Talking about sex and kinks? "All you need to do is accept yourself for who you are and enjoy your kinks." He was smiling again. Trust Luka to be all smiles when it comes to kinks but spot a sullen look every other time, classic bad boy.

Quin knew she should leave because whenever she sees dick, it’s usually in her phone, she had never seen it like this. She should back out into the hallway and pretend she had forgotten her key, she told herself, anything to erase the image of Mara’s head thrown back in ecstasy, her mouth open in a silent scream as Jade’s tongue worked her over or the sight of Marcus’s penis. But her feet were rooted to the spot.

"Besides, I don't want to tire you out." "How's your..." He began and glanced down, earning a chuckle from her. "Well, I know I've been fucked, if that's what you're asking," She replied, flashing him a grin. "That was fun." "It was," He nodded. "I know I keep saying it, but you're quite the kink." "I'm not going to burst into tears if you call me other names in the heat of the moment, you know," She added, doing her mascara.

“I mean…what we do now is fine.” I curled my hands around my desk and leaned forward. “Yes, it’s fine, and vanilla has its place, but you and I both know that it’s not enough. Not for you and not for me.” “I…” she shook her head and into her lip. “What is it?” “It’s just…I’m weird right? For liking those things. It makes me...” She didn’t have the words, but I understood her feelings about it. Everyone questions it. “There’s nothing wrong with kink. You shouldn’t feel shame for having those desires.”

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!”

Even when he grins and winks at me after saying it, it still has the same effect on me. “Jesus, you’re getting her all wet, she’s dripping all over me!” Jory spreads my legs to show the others, and I redden, hiding my face in his chest. “Well, she did say that she loves being treated this way. Now, I actually believe that our girl has a kink fetish. She is a true sub.” Knox states, “But, we really need to talk about this before the two of you go and abuse her poor holes for the rest of the night.” He chuckles.

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.