Piss Kink Novels & Stories

Then, if I cum all over I have an acceptable excuse and I won’t just have to say sorry. He must realize that I am not completely relaxing, so he stops and lifts his head to say softly, “Sugar, it’s alright. Some people think it’s highly erotic to suck on toes. It’s considered a kink, and if you like it, go with the flow. I live to please you and want you to experience every pleasure I can possibly give.” His voice trails off and then he whispers, “By the end of the night, I will have penetrated every hole and you will learn to love it.”

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.

the nurse says and then leaves only to come back a few moments later with water and a tablet that lulls me into a relaxed state and sleep finds me. My sleep isn’t without dreams, but these dreams aren’t nightmares, though just as embarrassing to have in such a public place. In my dream, Rhett is riding my cock and looking down at me as he moans my name and screams how much he loves me as he comes undone and splashes me in a spray of hot semen and piss from how hard he cums. I revel in it and fill his ass with my cum. It switches to a scene where Rhettis tied down and I toy with him and tease him until he whimpers and then I ride his cock until we both explode in orgasmic bliss after I piss

"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.

Her panties were drenched. As he rubbed his fingers over her wet pussy, he said, "That's short-term and I agree one hundred percent! Only this time, we're not cleaning your pussy-juice off the leather; I want to smell it on every hot summer day!" He skewed her panties aside and slid a finger between her lips and into her cunt-hole. He pushed it as deep as his awkward reach would allow and wiggled it there. "I'm talking about long-term. How do we take advantage of our newly-revealed perversions? Well, my secret desire to watch you fuck other guys is newly-revealed; I guess we've always known you were a nympho."

I’d rather not spend the rest of my life wondering how many children I’d fathered if I stopped using protection. She moaned and said, “Yes, Sir.” I grasped my cock and pumped it a few times before plugging it into her pussy. She screamed as I sank further into her. “Fuck you’re wet,” I exclaimed. She elevated her bottom to seek deeper access, and I tightened my grip on her hip, yanking her closer to me. As I began my back-and-forth motion, her moans filled the office. Anyone on the floor could hear her because the door was wide open. I didn’t mind that everyone knew about my exploits, but for her, it was all about her kink.

The rustling, the clinking, the slanging. All of it. 'I'd prefer if you try your kinks on someone else, maybe your daily lay.' I snarled with gritted teeth. 'Well, you need a tester first so that'll be you and maybe I'll show you all of my other kinks.' he said wearing a smirk on his face. 'YOU ARE SO FUCKING DISGUS-' I screamed but was cut off. 'yeah, yeah baby, I know all about that.' he said while stuffing cloth into my mouth.

I feel myself getting wet just looking at it. Brian and I had started this D/s dynamic together. I liked being under his control, obeying him, getting rewarded for being a good little slave. Nothing degrading—just obedience, praise, pleasure. And fuck, that praise kink? Real as hell. I can damn near get off faster from “good girl” whispered in my ear than from an orgasm itself. Zak and Brandon? They clocked that shit immediately. My mates. These two know how to lay pipe like they’re rebuilding a whole goddamn city. And gods above, they’ve got a lot of pipe to lay.

I like the way he was explaining it to me, like he didn't want me to feel less experienced. I laid on my side, and he spooned behind me, lifting my top leg high, entering my pussy from behind, his cock sliding deep. He thrust hard, his arm around me, hand on my throat lightly for kink, choking me just enough to heighten everything, his other hand fingering my clit. “Take my cock in your pussy, you dirty girl,” he said, biting my shoulder. The position felt primal, his balls slapping my ass, his cock stretching my pussy walls, and I came again, screaming, my body shaking. He followed soon, cumming inside me once more.

I always said yes; the words 'stop', 'no' and 'don't' have never left my lips in the playroom, but tonight I might, just to see if he can keep going with me begging him to stop. A dangerous game, some might say, but I know full well if I say peach he will stop, but the thought of saying no and fighting him off is appealing. Opening the laptop, I open the blog, now I need to write about last night, a night I will never forget. Hello fellow kinksters. Last night was an interesting night; my bitchy side came free, and Sir loves to put it back in its place to get his kitten back. A bit of fun play on my part with squirty cream ended with multiple orgasms and a very weak body.