Novel & Cerita Kinky Story

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit BDSM-themed erotica involving power imbalance, dominance/submission dynamics, non-consensual undertones in initial encounter, bondage, forced stripping, groping, nipple play, fingering, ear biting, and coercion elements. CHAPTER ONE Kirsty Dickins fidgeted with her bag. 'What are you doing?' she asked herself. Traveling over two hours outside of London to meet a stranger, whom she had been emailing for three months, was so unlike the sedate young professional. But after a disastrous break-up with her boyfriend of six years, the twenty-eight year old had decided to make drastic changes to her life.

You asked her if she ever thought about being taken by someone bigger, someone rougher. She always said no, always said it was just a kink, just fantasy talk. But she never walked away from those conversations. And the sex afterward was always intense. "You love it, don’t you?" the man said from the bedroom. "You missed this cock." "Yes," Rhea whimpered, without even a second of hesitation. You leaned forward on the couch, elbows on your knees, hand over your mouth. Your breathing was shallow. That word, the way she said it shot through you like lightning.

I want to lie down, open my legs and let this man plunge inside me. "Ryan..." "Shhh..." I bite my lip. "Please, I want you inside me." There is a sharp pain in my left nipple, a pinch that stings, making me flinch, and which leaves me quaking. "I said, you must be silent." comes his voice. "It's good to know that you want me inside you, but that is not going to happen for some time yet..." Oh, God... The zip, tooth by clicking tooth, is opened all the way to the small of my back. Hands glide into either side of my hips, swishing it down to the floor and leaving me standing only in my panties...

Book 1: Their Kinky games *Amber* "Well darling, tell me, is there anyone special in your life right now ?". Matt looked up at her as she was pacing his living-room. Amber had never really been good at sitting still for long, she always needed to move... to do things. She snorted at him with disdain, rolling her green eyes. "Really Matt ? You know there isn't, has there ever been anyone special in my life ?" "Maybe it's time then, to settle down, to become conventional and all that. But okay let me rephrase it then, are you fucking anyone regularly at the moment then ?" He said grinning.

Mike silently offered her the whiskey bottle, she as silently declined. They had another moment of indecision; this one was broken by Lynette. "This was the best sexual escapade of my entire life, I want several repeats, you interested?" she asked, "Next time maybe we can get a little kinky." "Oh yes, I could handle more of this, plus I am curious as to what you consider kinky. So, you want to get together next week sometime?" he wanted to know. "Silly boy, when I said several repeats I meant this week," she told him.

She wanted to turn back, but he stubbornly pulled her back to focus. Wow... Just wow, what a perfect Christmas night. "Are you okay?" Vince asked worriedly, finally joining me back. My shaking fingers skidded across my face before I gave a little pout, no tears coming out, maybe not yet. "It seems this really hurts you more than I thought. I reckon there's no need to show you the next one, because you might completely break down." I looked up at him through my lashes; his tone wasn't loud enough, like he didn't even want me to hear that. I smiled weakly at him. "I have started the story; won't it be fair enough to show me how it would end, Mr. Vince?" My tone came out cold and distant; it wa

But they were positioned right in the middle of our chests. "This must be our destiny." I said looking..searching actually.. his chinky eyes. "This is providence. " He whispered as he made his body fall next to mine. We were face to face sideways on the bed, both completely naked. He pulled his face closer and my legs went over to hug his torso. I closed my eyes and relish on the deep thorough kiss he landed on my mouth, his tongue trying to explore the inside of it. He took hold of my hand and led it between his thighs. We continued kissing while I stroke his length, playing with its head using my thumb then going to the base and back to the top again.

“Before today, would you have ever considered touching yourself until you had an orgasm, just to tease a man?” “So, you’re saying that this is just another experience among the many?” she asked, and he smiled. “Let’s call it another path leading to a unique and fun adventure. Didn’t you say you always wanted an adventure? Then let me take you on one. I promise, if you don’t like it, all you have to say is stop and I will.” Sandra drew a deep breath and swallowed involuntarily. “Trust me?” he asked, and she felt it again. The warmth spread through her veins like hot lava, heating all the right places. She glanced down at the kinky kit and back up into the dark blue eyes that watched her, then

"Mmmmmmmph..." His hand shoved inside, yanking my bra up over my tits. My nipples went rock hard under his rough palms. Fuck, I loved when he got like this. "What the fuck, Britney?" he growled in my ear, breathing heavy. "Why'd you wear tights? I wanna fuck you right now." "Butch... these are the good ones," I panted, already soaked. His hand slid up under my skirt, grabbing at my red panties.

I placed the box in my spare room and swore I would never open it again. I lasted a week. Kinky is wrapping an unattached braid of hair around my hand and getting a hard-on. Kinky is bringing the hair to my nose and picturing a woman hanging from the ceiling with my best friend kissing her. Kinky is imagining my hands running through her remaining short strands and holding her tight while Monroe fucks her mouth. Kinky is dreaming about the three of us writhing together in a mass of sweaty, gleaming flesh.