Kinky Stories Novels & Stories

"Girls! I want your steamiest, slutiest fantasies. Every single one of them. Karen, you go first." Karen was eager, voice husky. "I would give anything to be tied up in a room filled with strange men. Naked by the way. Each of them taking turns on all my holes until I can't take anymore." She bit her lips, pressing her legs together to ease the ache in her snatch.

It sprang forth, hard and pulsing, the tip glistening with pre-cum. Kira stroked the veiny length, marveling at its size and heat. She guided the swollen head to her entrance, rubbing it teasingly along her slit, coating it in her juices. Jax groaned, his hips jerking forward as he sought entrance, desperate to bury himself in her welcoming heat.

He felt even bigger in this cramped space, splitting me open. “Fuck, still so tight for me,” he grunted, pushing deeper until his hips met my ass. “Take every inch, Kai. Let your rival remind you who this hole belongs to.” He started thrusting fast and possessive, short, deep strokes that made the shelves rattle quietly. His hand stayed tight over my mouth, muffling my sounds as he railed me against the wall. The risk was insane, voices passed by outside the door, someone yelling about warm-ups.

She wanted to be chased, caught, and used roughly, but only by someone she trusted to stop if she needed them to. One lonely night, after too much wine and too much scrolling, she downloaded an app called VelvetKink. It was a discreet, anonymous app for people with extreme or taboo kinks. Profiles were faceless unless you chose to show them. People matched based on shared fantasies rather than looks. Elena made a profile. She was honest in the kink section. Kinks: CNC (Consensual Non-Consent), kidnapping, rough sex, being overpowered, degradation + praise, being used, forced orgasms, being claimed/possessed.

And the silence hurts worse than anything. End of story 3

I had no clue how they would react to my idea honestly. They smirked in response, "Fuck yh", Kai said, taking his pants from the bed. "No, I mean we should go like this... catch my drift?" "Let's do it", Alex said as his lips twitched upward. I unlocked the door, opening it I saw Jake, his hands flew to his face trying to cover his eyes, but I could see him peek through his fingers. "Holy shit, Malika, what the—", Jake stammered, his eyes darting from my ripped panties on the floor to Alex and Kai behind me, both naked and their cocks were still hard from what we'd started.

“Can we do stuffs that you like? Only in a more subtle way. Me being a beginner and all.” He caressed her hair. “What if you don't like what I like?” “I'm willing to explore.” Gabriel had to smile up at the ceiling. “You said Fola told you about my kinks.” “Yeah.” “So what exactly did that talkative tell you?” “Nothing much. How did he find out?” Gabriel shrugged. “Who knows? Besides, I don't really hide stuffs.” Her voice was shy and tiny as she asked, “Is it like BDSM? I've always wondered what it was like.”

He knew I know “We shouldn't be doing this, you know?” He stuttered again. His timbre was shaky. His spirit wasn't willing, but just like the biblical verse, his flesh wasn't weak either. His loins were getting stiffened, growing an inch at zero second and with every touch of mine. “Why?” I asked. Seductively, my eyes fixed into his, searching for what I couldn't find, while locking my lips and making some rumba with my palms through the bulge that was helplessly struggling for freedom in his pants.

We exchanged saliva, our tongues were like swords fighting with each other, and our lips followed a rhythm only we could know. I pushed his shoulder when the clock rings, indicating that our one minute is over. “Get out of my boyfriend’s lap now, you bitch.” With a trembling hand, Kylie pointed at me. I chuckled and teased her even more by grinding on Hendrix’s cock. “How could I stand when your lovely boyfriend was holding my legs too tight as if he doesn’t want me to leave his cock ungrinded.” “You son of a bitch…” I chuckled, gave Hendrix’s cock one last grind before standing up.

Rome licked his lips before raising himself and kneeling between her split thighs and legs. "Are you ready, sweetheart?" Rome asked, his lips curled into a smile. Channy was ready to respond when two fingers were placed within her, causing her to gasp again. Her eyes rolled in delight as she formed an 'O' with her mouth. When his fingers began to move, her respiration became faster. Three of his fingers were inside her, while the remainder of his palm was cupping her clitoris. The thrusting of Rome's fingers began softly but progressively increased until he began to draw his fingers up and down quickly, causing Channy to go insane with delight.