Lost Of Kinks Novels & Stories

Kinks: gangbang, group sex, power exchange, oral sex The locker room stank of sweat and failure, the air heavy with the sharp scent of unwashed uniforms and the low murmur of disappointed voices. Fluorescent lights flickered overhead, casting harsh shadows on the dented metal lockers that had seen countless rough plays. Jason slumped on the bench, his muscular body still heaving from the game they had just lost. At 22, he was the team's star quarterback, all rippling abs and powerful thighs, but his signature cocky grin was nowhere to be seen. A knot of shame twisted in his gut as he wiped his face with a towel, avoiding the accusing glares from his teammates.

"You should stay here and rest." "Don't play games with me, Andrew. We both know what you're really asking. It's bad enough that I'm here at all." Instead of answering, he reaches up and starts massaging the back of my neck. His fingers are strong and knowing, finding all the knots of tension I've been carrying. I can't help the groan that escapes me. "God, that feels good." "We could run, start over somewhere far, just you and me" he murmurs, his fingers working magic on my shoulders. "Just say yes."

DIANA His hard manhood shot out the minute it was released from the bounds of his boxers, erected and ready to penetrate. It was big, hard and long, veins formed a stream across his full length and it's head was pinkish. My tingling folds triggered my thighs to clench and I sat upright to have a better view of it. It looks delicious I want to have it, I want it inside me, I want it all over my body. Fucking and drilling my insides.

He says softly. I might not understand the pain of losing a mate, but I do understand the pain of loss. It can be crippling sometimes. He is right that it helps to talk about the person that you lost though. Talking about my parents more and more brought me a little of the closure that I needed after all of the years alone. I started to finally feel like myself again after Dante found me. That was partially because he is the most amazing man I have ever met, and partially because I came to terms with all that had happened to myself and my family all of those years ago. That type of thing took a lot to move on from.

Hunter steps forwards and unzips the black, lace trimmed dress I wore to the funeral and I drop it purposely to my feet, leaving me in nothing but a black lace bra and knickers. He traces his fingers up my arms to my shoulders and pulls my bra straps down before unhooking the clasp at the back letting it fall to the floor with my dress. I turn to him and he instantly cups my breasts and lowers his mouth kissing softly at my nipple. I run my fingers through his hair and throw my head back slightly letting a moan escape my lips. Hunter drops to his knees and hooks one of my legs over his shoulder. He pulls my knickers to the side and buries his face in my folds.

He held his head in agony, a sound like a trapped beast wailing in his throat. He finally understood. He had completely lost his treasure.

feelings out, his hair is so dark, rich dark, so full and it’s kinda in a wavy way, I wish I could run my hands through his hair and just breath in his scent, why the hell am I even thinking about my boss, this is so embarrassing, he might even be married with kids, his beautiful, I was so lost in thought that I started feeling so hot, I wiggled in my seat, it’s a burning sensation, I cried out in pain, my body was tied, I can’t use my hand to ease off the pain, I was already sweating, the weather is cold, I was feeling cold before and now my body is burning like I was set on fire, the necklace around my neck turned red burning me, I was gasping for air, it’s so hot, I can’t breath well, I

I pressed myself against the stone wall of the packhouse, just out of sight. “What do you mean you lost him?” Kieran’s voice was sharp, filled with frustration. “We had him restrained,” a warrior responded, sounding nervous. “But by the time we reached the dungeons, he was gone.” My breath caught. Gone? The attacker had escaped? “That’s impossible,” Kieran growled. “He was barely conscious.” Another voice, deeper and unfamiliar, spoke. “It wasn’t just him. Someone helped him.” A heavy silence fell. “Who?” Kieran demanded.

"As I said when I left, Serene, there's nothing between us anymore. Please don't call me again." I was about to hang up when Tina's voice came through the line. "Dad, Keith threw me a huge birthday party at home today. My classmates are all here. Why aren't you here? "My classmates saw the statues you carved for me. They're really jealous. Where's this year's?" "There's nothing for this year, and there won't be more in the future. Remember, Tina. Don't call me that anymore. I'm not your father," I coldly replied.

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.