Little Space Kink Novels & Stories

“Nope, dead serious” “Come on, it’s just a short, you gonna make me beg for it?” “Yes. Yes I am” “Sasha” He closes his eyes, like he’s memorizing something. “Say my name again” “Jeez, you're even worse than me” “Debatable. You’ve got five seconds to decide “Come on” “Five” “Wait” “Four” “Slow down would you?” “Three” “ Is that some sort of a kink? Always wanting people to beg for things ”

Stretching her walls as I get past the knuckles and my hand is buried deep inside her. “There is my good little slut. How does it feel having my entire hand inside you. God this pussy is amazing.” I tell her as she thrusts back trying to take more. I think I’ve unlocked a new kink for her. “You like this don’t you?” I keep pumping my entire hand in and out of her sweet pussy. Her moans loud as she nods her head with total certainty.

Next to that was a contraption that looked like a swing. Oh gawd, I’m so out of my element. I feel like I know so little about sex and kink, and I start to panic internally. Keep calm, Ame. Don’t let them know you’re literally screaming inside. How am I ever going to be enough for Nathan? He’s been with so many women, and I can’t compete with them. Does he like any of this stuff? “Well, what do you think, Amelie?” Dante asked. “It’s definitely fully stocked,” I joked. Trying to make light of the situation.

"Tyler. I want you to answer with a truth. What's your nastiest kink?" He smirked, downing the rest of his drink. "Nothing gets me going like pounding a tight asshole. Fucking that rosebud till it gapes." Heat pooled between my legs, panties slapping on my clit making me shift uneasily. These young men would be the death of me. Zane asked Brock. "What's your kink, Brock?" "Piss play. A pretty girl squatting over my face and just letting go." Shit! At this point I was soaked, my panties were stuck like tissue paper on my folds.

She bit her lip shyly, glancing at him through her lashes. He noticed the blush, finding it endearing—the way her shyness colored her reactions without overwhelming them. "Good. Now, for kinks and activities. We'll keep it light for the trial, tailored to your comfort. Things like light bondage and perhaps soft cuffs or ropes, nothing extreme. Impact play, such as spanking with my hand or a paddle, but only if it helps with release, not punishment. What are you comfortable with? Any hard limits?"

The heat of the fire felt good along his shaft, and he spit into his hand, rubbing his dick gently. "Husband get nice and hard for Tink," the goblin commanded. Both hands moved now beneath her skirt, occasionally sliding down her thighs and leaving long, wet streaks. "Husband keep doing that. Tink likes to watch." "You like seeing this?" Mike asked her, stroking himself casually. His swollen cock was large, nearly eight inches in length. Although he was endowed with such a large member, it had gone largely unused for most of his life, the artifact of a terrible childhood. Now, with nymph magic surging through his blood, getting hard was easy. Mike got on his knees in front of Tink, tugging b

They say as they turn to me and I had heard Raff joke they weren’t little, but compared to their petite size their cock is enormous. “How does someone so tiny have such an enormous dick?” I ask in disbelief. “Easy, I’m a kitsune and I’m special,” they giggle, unbuttoning the shirt and throwing it aside as they pull it off with lightning speed they have a shibari harness that leaves their little pierced breasts exposed and their pierced nipples ready to devour.

Jun bit his plump lip nervously, head down and cheeks pink. "I'm talking about you being a masochist," Namgyu whispered and Jun closed his eyes in embarrassment. "It isn't normal-" "Yes, it is Kim Seokjun." Namgyu interrupted sternly, raising Jin's chin so the latter would look at him. "It's okay to be a masochist. It's normal to have kinks. It is completely okay and almost everyone has kinks. Some people are in a purely BDSM relationship with other people. Just that and nothing more. It's okay, it exists and happens."

The kiss deepened, our tongues intertwining in a delicate ballet as we savored the taste of each other. The cold, sterile environment of the space station seemed to melt away, replaced by the warmth of our shared passion. With a practiced grace born from days of isolating together, we maneuvered themselves into a 69 position. My petite frame contrasted with Nathan athletic build, our bodies fitting together like pieces of a cosmic puzzle. Nathan hands roamed over my delicate form, tracing constellations on my soft skin. I, in turn, reveled in the strength of Nathan's body, my fingers exploring the firm muscles beneath Nathan's skin. As he put me in over the shoulder hold position my petite b

Ariel I’ve always had a slut kink. I wanted to be manhandled, pulled, slapped, and fucked in every hole. But by who? That was the problem. I wanted someone strong enough to handle me and someone I was attracted to at the same time. I looked at the clock on my nightstand and it felt like it was mocking me. It had been exactly ten minutes since I’d swallowed the "special" tea I’d bought from that underground shop, and only two minutes since my boyfriend, Mark, had shattered my pride over the phone.