Kink Quotes Novels & Stories

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.

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.

I murmured, my voice low and teasing, as I let the handcuffs sway gently in front of her. Andrea’s eyes darted from the handcuffs to my face, her lips parting slightly in surprise. "I... I’m not," she stammered, her voice trembling as she tried to regain her composure. But the blush on her cheeks betrayed her. "It’s okay to have a kink, love," I whispered, my tone playful yet tinged with a hint of something darker. I leaned in closer, my breath brushing against her ear as I added, "I wouldn’t mind trying it on you. That’s if you’re so curious."

Sabrina said. "What do you mean?" you asked. "I dunno. I think I'm just over-sexed today or something, but the idea of you fucking Gemma behind my back was kinda hot, and so was you taking my ass. Even the idea of you breeding Gemma gave me this little thrill." "Yeesh, you are over-sexed," you chuckled. "I think the term 'knocked up' would be more appropriate." "Not in kink-speak," Sabrina smirked. "What, does breeding make you uncomfortable?"

“So fucking bad…” It’s as if my words jolt them into action. Shane gets on his knees in front of me, pushing my knees apart and uncovering my upper thighs. He stares for a beat. They all do. Me too. There’s a wet line running the length of my slit and clearly visible through the triangle of lace covering my mound. Shane rubs the pad of his thumb over it and brings it to his mouth, tasting my most intimate flavor. His eyes roll to the back of his head, and his eyelids fall while he keeps licking his thumb. When he opens back his mesmerizing baby blues, the kinky motherfucker looks to his friends, rumbling, “she tastes fucking amazing. Sweet and rich. Fuck, I’ll never get enough.” He pins me w

“Nope, dead serious” “Come on, it’s just a short, you gonna make me beg for it?” “Yes. Yes I am” “Sasha” He closes his eyes, like he’s memorizing something. “Say my name again” “Jeez, you're even worse than me” “Debatable. You’ve got five seconds to decide “Come on” “Five” “Wait” “Four” “Slow down would you?” “Three” “ Is that some sort of a kink? Always wanting people to beg for things ”

“Like a fucking champion.” “This ass is perfect,” Rickard groaned, his fingers digging into her cheeks. “So fucking tight around my cock.” Marcus pulled his cock from her mouth, letting her breathe for a second. Strings of saliva connected her lips to his shaft. “Tell them,” he ordered her, his eyes blazing. “Tell them what you want.” Liza, gasping, her mind swimming in sensation, found the words. “I want… all your cocks,” she rasped. “I want you to… use every hole… fuck me until you’re empty…”

You have a degrading kink? It stays unresponsive for a few moments, and I am about to put away my phone, but when it vibrates again, I can't help but look. -Mr. Grumpy: Are we already discussing kinks? -Mr. Grumpy: Say you hate me again and find out. “It’s kind of hot, though,” Hannah says from the bed. “What?” I ask, flustered. “You texting a teacher. It’s got that whole forbidden romance vibe,” she explains with a smirk.

I quoted my gay brother making him chuckle. “That he is. No denying that,” Kai said. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

My mind spun…and when he flicked his thumb softly, over and across and around the aching swell of my clit while his talented fingers dove in and out of my tight little box, I blew. “Hmmm…yessss…” Breath panted out of my body as I creamed yet again all over his fingers. I shuddered. I inked. Well, maybe I didn’t kink, but if I could ink like a squirming octopus, then by God that’s what I did. And it felt so good! I fell back against the arm of the couch. Sensation quaked throughout my body.