Most Kinky Adventures Novels & Stories

She'll do anything to cheer up her best friend. Anything. A WARNING TO READERS: This is a kinky story of two young people that get into some rather extreme sexual things, although in a loving way. The story has elements that could be considered light BDSM ('sexdoll submissive'), watersports (drinking pee), anal sex, and more. Hope you enjoy reading.. ********** "What are you doing out here? Are you cutting class?"

Pouty ducky lips painted bright pink, fake tits spilling out from a transparent mesh top, her plump extra fat pussy bare and glistening under the deck lights. Aside the mesh top, she was completely naked in a diamond choker and strappy heels. "Jaz, meet Kane and his little slut, Candy. " Rick said sliding a possessive arm around me. Candy's eyes lit up as she took me in, irises fixed on my barely contained crotch. "Hi, cutie!!!" She squealed, bouncing on her toes making her massive tits smack into each other. "You have gorgeous lips, bet they felt good wrapped around your daddy's cock."

Minutes later we were fucking. Our sex life was beyond description. After her initial hesitation Brittney never looked back. She would try anything and everything with me. She was a talker and a screamer-I always knew what gave her pleasure-and kinky in her own little way. One day we were lying in our sweat after an intense session and she shyly asked, "Do you ever want to do it in my ass?" I admitted, "Of course I've thought about it, but I've never done it before. Have you?"

Darren entered the bedroom, making sure the door was closed tight behind him. He shook his head as he started to undress, still not sure where their new path would eventually lead them, but knowing that, for now, Chelsea was having the time of her life. He loved how excited she got when enticing a new lover or traveling a new path. So far, they had plenty of new adventures, from hotel rooms with a couple to a hotel room full of horny, naked people. Trevor and Monica, the first couple they brought into their home for sex, were constantly texting them flirtatious thoughts and pictures, almost as if they were part of the couple's every day lives. The lives of the Davenports had changed drastica

The whole day had been hectic. I took out a bottle of wine and poured myself some. I dropped onto the cushions, remote in hand, and flicked on the TV. Mindless noise to fill the silence. I scrolled through channels, news, reruns, some late night talk shows until I landed on a movie. One of those erotic thrillers, the kind with dim lighting and heavy breathing. I almost changed it, but the scene caught me. A woman alone in a lavish room, silk robe slipping off her shoulder, her hand trailing down her body as soft music swelled.

I also couldn’t feel my legs any longer. “As I told you, a club, one that will entice your senses and begin to open your mind,” Finn said far too casually as he brushed his fingers up and down my back. This was far too intimate, more so than I’d anticipated, although quite frankly, I hadn’t really planned out what I would do if I lost. The bet had seemed ridiculous, an easy win for me. Another shiver skated down my spine. I’d always been the one in control, refusing to surrender to any man. I’d also never done anything kinky in my life, aside from using the occasional vibrator.

Always, always more. I pulled him back for another kiss, my creamy fingers in his hair. I held him close, caking his bare chest in white as I wrapped my legs up around him. Blood, cream, mess… I didn’t care, and neither did he. I wanted the cream on his skin, though. I wanted him to be as slippery and as messy as me. Luckily, the pot on the table was a big one. I wanted to be a kinky little bitch and picked up the pot from the table. I trailed fresh cream down myself, playing with the streams as I did it, smearing my tits and my pussy.

Kim gently grabbed my balls and sucked my nipple hard, gently biting at it. "Well, since you asked, yes, I've had something on my mind, that really gets me wet." She responded. "Honey, I love you, you have such a dirty mind!" I add. "Well, we'll see how much you love my dirty mind after I tell you my kinky fantasies." She comments. "Please, do tell!" I ask.

THEMES: Public danger, anonymous possession and shame kink KINKS: CnC fantasy, breeding talk, public risk, clothing ripping, praise & degradation mix, light restraint and humiliation arousal --- "I haven't finished yet!!" "Fuck off you horny bitch! I can't kill myself because you." I scoff at this, "You didn't even last more than 5 minutes!!!" However my boyfriend doesn't even look at me and rolls over to his side of the bed, keeping his back to me.

I could smell her shampoo, something clean and cheap. Her lips touched mine. It was tentative, closed-mouthed, clumsy. Boring. I shoved my tongue into her mouth. She gasped, a tiny, shocked sound, but her lips parted. Her tongue met mine, shyly at first, then with a sudden, surprising hunger. Her hands came up, resting lightly on my shoulders. The kiss deepened, turned wet and messy. The taste of cheap vodka mixed with something uniquely her. I pulled back, breathing hard. “Not bad,” I breathed, my own pulse hammering in my ears, in my pussy. The alcohol and the darkness and the sheer wrongness of it were making me wet. “New dare. Lick my pussy.”