Kinky Nun Novels & Stories

Call me a hypocrite, but the thought of her in the cage was horrifying. "I'm Risk." She put out her hand, and I shook it. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a long braid down her back, and it swung to the side when she moved forward. "I'm Cobra." She smiled at me with a nod of approval. "I like your name." I smiled. "Yours too." She responded before getting distracted by someone over my shoulder. Waiving her hand for someone to join us, she yelled to them.

In the middle, just above the dance floor, everyone moves to the music played by a man behind a DJ table. Kim wore a chest-length black top with a very short black leather skirt. Mesh-shaped black stockings covered her beautiful legs until was immersed in the black boots. Kim will be the greedy eye meal of the men who see her. Kyra, meanwhile, wore a black leather jumpsuit with a short span skirt. Her long, straight brunette tresses make Kyra look so pretty. Kim hugged her sister's shoulder. "Ready to rock this place, Kyra?" "Of course it is. I've got my gun ready." Kyra showed me the bag that was on the back of her body.

Cindy still wasn't allowed to cum and said it was the most frustrated she'd ever been in her life. "I'm an unrequited slut," Cindy said afterward, "not able to cum myself but licking half of my friends and acquaintances. I have a superb reputation as a quality cunt licker now. I've had inquiries after my services. Nora is perfectly willing to share, enjoying watching me pleasure others, then enjoying me after they've left. She's thinking of acquiring her own submissive. She can't get enough of me."

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. "Are you surprised?” I gulp, resting my gaze to land on her thick hard cock. It's so... big. "Lessy," She drawls, her voice pulling me from my open gawking to look up at her.

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.

A hotel gangbang gets the staff horny too. (3) I was taken aback by the gorgeous woman in front of me, her directness, and now the kinky request. I did as she asked. A whispered, husky voice that I barely recognized came from Nina. “You can use me any way you want. All of me is available to you. Nothing is off-limits. I’m so hórny after what we’ve seen happen and what that wife might still be enjoying.”

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.

Her nipples were stiff, pink, and sensitive. Damien's gaze dropped to them. He reached out and pinched one lightly, rolling it between his fingers. Pleasure shot straight to her core. "Shorts next." Chloe hooked her thumbs in the waistband and pushed them down. The fabric slid over her hips, revealing her smooth, shaved pussy. A string of her arousal stretched from her slit to the crotch of the shorts before breaking. She stepped out of them, now completely naked in front of him. Damien's hand moved back to his cock, stroking slowly as he looked her over. "Beautiful. Tiny body, tight little cunt. Turn around and bend over the desk."

A figure approaches. Tall, muscular, sharp-eyed. You can tell that here, she's the leader. Her arms are tattooed with black serpents, her eyes shine with a gleam of defiance. — So, you're the famous Cassandra. Her voice is low, gravelly. — Depends on who's asking. She smiles, revealing a gold tooth. — Here, they call me Rina. If you want to survive, you go through me. I tilt my head slightly. — Survive? I didn't come here to survive.

“You’ve done that before, and I’m hoping this whiskey will keep an old anger in check.” Leaning back, she crossed her legs. “You want to know a secret?” I blinked at her aloofly, not interested in whatever it is she wants to make known. “You do not seem interested, but I’ll make it known, so you wouldn’t repeat the same mistake. That slap didn’t make me angry or push me away, if anything, it turned me on.” This bitch is crazy. “I love being submissive to a sadist, so I’m used to the pain.” She opened the file and signed on it, sealing the deal with S.H. “You want to know another secret?” She pushed the file towards me.