Pee Kink Novels & Stories

I leaned closer to her and whispered against her lips, “And you think a little blöod would turn me off? Do you really think that my côck covered in your blôod is something I wouldn't want?” She squinted her eyes at me, looking fûcking adorable as she asked, “What is it with you and my blóod? Is it some kind of kink you're into?” “I am into all kinds of kink that include you. You. You are my fûcking kink, little devil.” Her eyes widened and the brown in them deepened to the darkest form. And this time she was the one who leaned down and erased the remaining distance as she kissed me with a hunger that rivalled mine.

The two-second exposure makes her pussy clench around me so violently that I know she liked it, I can SMELL that she liked it, and the exhibitionism kink I discovered at The Iron is alive and well and responding to headlights the way other people respond to foreplay. The light passes. The dark returns. I speed up and her head drops back against the brick and her mouth is open and my name is falling out of it in fragments that don’t quite form syllables because I’m hitting that spot with every thrust and her body is too overwhelmed to produce coherent speech.

I slowly drew more and more of his cock into my mouth, my tongue never slowing. Teasing and swirling as I sucked him deeply then releasing just to begin again. Before long I was deep throating him, I could feel the piercings rubbing on the roof of my mouth and my tongue, and I could only imagine what it would feel like inside of me. When he began to moan out loud, the good girl in me felt immense satisfaction. I have a praise kink, so I always did anything to get my partner to praise me and call me a good girl.

“You have got to see how beautiful her nipples look. I know my Hiku will appreciate them and I suspect you will too, Asim. I need to ask something, Asim. Do you have a nipple kink? I know you had been playing with the nipple clamps when we arrived yesterday morning and your eyes constantly go to Willow’s and Hiku’s nipples while we are out and even at dinner last night, you were looking at any hint of nipples on your mates. Raff’s were nearly visible in that white shirt and I saw your eyes on him often.Or do you not know if you have any kinks?” “Astute observations.” I compliment her. I don’t know if I have any kinks. I don’t have a nipple kink. I really like them but don’t need nipple play

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. LESSY'S POV I take my time there, sucking it like candy, my tongue poking at the pee hole in the middle. Feeling that Dnaria shudders again, and I peek up to see her closing her eyes briefly.

tell me Pankaj: kitten is right I made a big mistake, I took advantage of her fear and touched her and kissed her, it's a shame on me, I never went close to any women or allowed any women to come too close to me but here I lost control, how can I lose control like this, I m feeling ashamed of my self and guilty, I never made any mistakes in my life nor felt guilty but after seeing the kitten I forget everything and just want to stay with her and embrace her like no tomorrow, I can control myself, no I shouldn't do that.

She screamed out in fear when her body slightly bent backwards, making the cold wind of the night blow pass her loose hair, covering her view. The man got down on both knees after throwing a peppermint sweet into his mouth. He outstretched his hands to her thong and dragged it out of her. She attempted to protest, but with each movement she made, the chains expanded, making her bend more backwards. She hissed angrily, realizing the situation, and she stopped. "Permit?" the man shouted out to me, and I grinned, taking a long drag of my weed stick before saying, "Permission granted." With no further ado, his lips licked her clit, and the next thing we heard was feminine laughter: "hahaha! Fuck

I sit up straighter and shrug off my blankets. “How close did you get to your last girlfriend? I recall she had some kink, what was it again? I can’t seem to…”. “You freaking bastard, I didn’t do any of that shi…”. “Ah! A piss kink was it? Well, I’m not one to kinkshame, it’s a good thing I don’t bring up the past right, Sakura?”. I smile brightly at her. She has to know I’m a kind and understanding friend.

I knew why I wanted it in the first place. The pearl collar glints in the ghostly against of her long, dark hair. Just reading the name Kitten on her tag sends a rush of heat to my head. This is what I want! I have always had this kink but never worked on it before. Wren fits in every freaking criteria that I can’t resist.

Before long I was deep throating him, I could feel the piercings rubbing on the roof of my mouth and tongue, and I could only imagine what it would feel like inside of me. ‎When he began to moan out loud, the good girl in me felt immense satisfaction. I have a praise kink, so I always did anything to get my partner to praise me and call me a good girl. ‎ ‎I always want to be daddy's good girl. ‎ ‎My hands did not stay still either; I took the time to stroke the taut muscles in his legs and squeeze his tight ass that I have stared at for so long, until now... Then I reached up to fondle his balls, touching lightly and working on them with my fingers as my mouth worked on his pierced c**k.