Kink Quotes Novels & Stories

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?"

“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.

“Aw, is my little brat embarrassed about her masochist kink?” Karyna pouted at that, her blue eyes twinkling mischievously. “I have a lot of nasty kinks—I’m sure you don't want to find out.” She struggled to tell me through her muffled moans as I rubbed her clit. Our eyes met, and I pulled my hand away, sucking my fingers clean, licking all her juices from each one. “I want to find out,” my voice dropped to a low whisper as I corrected her wrong insinuation. My eyes dropped down to her lips and I licked my bottom lip to see how full, juicy, red, and raw they looked.

"You're a natural." "Now, I have a few hard limits myself." Surprised, Jackie looked up at him. "For example, I don't do golden showers or scat play. So, if you're looking to pee or poop on me, or vice versa, you're out of luck." Eyes like saucers, Jackie's jaw dropped. "No judgments, you know. It's just not my kink." At Jackie's expression, Scott burst out laughing. "You should see your face."

THEMES: Public danger, anonymous possession and shame kink KINKS: CnC fantasy, breeding talk, public risk, clothing ripping, praise & degradation mix, light restraint and humiliation arousal --- "I haven't finished yet!!" "Fuck off you horny bitch! I can't kill myself because you." I scoff at this, "You didn't even last more than 5 minutes!!!" However my boyfriend doesn't even look at me and rolls over to his side of the bed, keeping his back to me.

Vince's abrupt retraction of his finger, followed by a painful muffled curse, made me realize it wasn't my arousal liquid. "Please don't tell me—" he cut in, "Yes, it's your menstrual flow... shit!" My eyes bugged out as we both stared at the blood clot on the tip of his fingernails. "I'm not—" He came closer to me. "Shush! Why are you apologizing?" He questioned, all sexual excitement had quickly drained out of us, and our voice tones were now back to normal.