Kinky Stuff Novels & Stories

The way he said that made it sound like she was lusting after him back then! “Stop talking. Weren’t you observing them?” Kendrick replied, “I’ve observed all I needed. Now we’re just suffering through it. If I weren’t worried about that guy recognizing me, I’d be out of here already.” Annabelle teased him, “I thought you were into this kind of thing.” Kendrick laughed, pulled her into his arms, and whispered, “My kink is you, Anna. Don’t you know that?” Once again, the topic circled back to her.

She slaps her hand on my thigh. I jerk in surprise. “What was that?” She laughs at me. “He isn’t kinky, is he?” Sandy’swiggling her brows on me with a cunning smile on her face. “What’s kinky?” I ask back rolling my eyes. She barks out laughing. “So, he isn’t kinky if you don’t even know what does kinky means. I guess he has his own way in bed. Is he Christian Grey then?” Her smile widens even. “He’s not kinky or whatever is that means, and he isn’t Christian Grey. He never tied me up or hang me, yet.” I scowl at her.

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.

"You are absolutely disgusting." "No. Just horny," he corrected cheerfully. "Bondage does things to me, and frankly, I have a massive kidnapping kink." "Oh dear god," I shrieked, backing away in horror. "Fine." Kevin stepped forward, his hands already gripping the hem of his shirt. He pulled it over his head and tossed it onto the floor. "If it’s an orgasm you want, I’ll give it to you." I whirled on him, my eyes wide. "What the hell, Kevin? Are you gay?!"

“Open that. Bring me the tools inside.” Knox was the first to move, crossing the room with a predator’s grace and flipping the heavy lid open. His breath hitched slightly as he looked inside. He pulled out a few items, his hands surprisingly steady as he brought them over: a set of leather cuffs lined with soft fur, a sleek, black silicone flogger, and a few sleek, metal… things I couldn’t name but dearly wanted to try. The sight of them in his hands sent a jolt of pure, undiluted heat straight to my core. Oh, yes.

As long as he didn't have to crap in a litter box, he would be okay. Around the silver metal coffee table sat silken pillows, but Murry couldn't tell how many there were. Everything was covered by the multicolor fabric. Briefly, he wondered if Keltrix had a fetish for the cloth. Murry had read somewhere that people got into latex. Maybe silk was Kel's kink.

he kissed her softly on the bed. “What…the hell?” she breathed, her voice hoarse. “That was…” “Intense?” Kyler supplied while I undid the collar. “Yeah…let’s go with that.” she laughed breathlessly. Kyler had already disposed of the condom and was lying beside her, pulling her close. “That was insane,” he said. “When did you get so Kinky, four eyes?” “Who knows,” I said mildly. “I never imagined Paraphilia to be this intriguing.”

she orders with a whisper and moves even closer. Why is it so hot in here? I should shut up but…Kandy says I should speak…I will speak. “Everytime when I get hard…a-and when I touch myself, I say your name and I can’t stop” I say with a broken moan before I can stop myself and Kandy looks pleased as she leans into my space. She smells like sex and sin. “Kandy, baby…” I say her name, with my voice straining and we move closer, breathing hard and heavy, fueled by our dark confessions of lust.

I could imagine it, every little thing he wanted to do to me, and while I had no earthly idea if I’d enjoy most of the things or not, I could imagine it, and it drove me crazy with lust. I kept unconsciously touching myself, my hand slipping between my legs, eager to take care of the throbbing, aching need that pulsated in my pussy, but I kept stopping myself, aware that anyone with a key could walk into the office at any time. I had always known about kink has a concept, had a surface understanding of bondage and discipline. I had no idea how deep it really went. I did not know there were so many things people found erotic. The final pages were a shortened version of Troy's yes list, but wi

“Please fuck me. I need your big cocks inside me. Use me. Ruin me. I’m your toy.” Darren thrust forward, slamming half his massive length into my tight cunt in one brutal stroke. The stretch burned so good that it made me scream, back arching. He drove in again, burying himself balls-deep. “Fuuuuck,” he groaned. “So goddamn tight. This pussy is gripping me like a vice.” Dickson pinched my nipples hard while he tit-fucked me faster, pre-cum smearing across my chest. “Take it, Kathy. Take your big brother’s cock like the perfect little cumslut you are.”