Kinky Stuff Novels & Stories

My back clenched in a deep curve, inside squeezing and feeling like jelly at the same time. “Fuck, Kennnnnnn” I screamed my back grinding uncontrollably, the pressure from the stabbing dildo in my rectum making me shiver in want. My cock strained hard, veins popping and blood rushing down to it, while broken sounds poured uncontrollably from my lips. “Oh my goddddd, Ken, harder!” “Grrrrr, yesssss” he whimpered. “Stroke that hardened cock for me, grrrr” My neck fell backwards and my mouth hung open, short burst of breaths choked out my throat.

“We were told to ask if you wanted it stored or disposed of.” “Oh, get rid of it,” she replied eager for them to leave so that she could discover the contents of the boxes they hadn’t unpacked. “Kinky Christmas,” she added as she closed and locked the door behind them. “Let’s see what daddy Santa has bought for me.” Lots and lots of sex toys was the answer, she discovered. Vibrators in all shapes, colors, and function, a harness, padded restraints, and other bondage equipment that she was only vaguely familiar with. She began to unpack them from their wrapping and positioning them in the armoire, along with the different types of lube, trying ignore the heated throb of her clit, her mind goi