Piss Kink Novels & Stories

For some reason, my nipples tightened at his praise, making me wonder if I had praise kink. I mean—my friends always spoke about their kinks and often mentioned ‘Praise Kink.’ I asked what it was and I was told the meaning. Turns out, it was exactly how I was feeling when Daddy praised me. Slowly, his voice dragged me out of my thoughts and when I looked up at him, I found him staring at my perky nipples through the flimsy material I was putting on. “You have a praise kink.” He stated directly, his hooded gaze clashing against mine.

"Mmmmhh!" Kiana tried to move her hips to meet his thrusts, but he was too strong - her rocking p*ssy was pinned to the bed every time he plowed into her. But the sensation was too much for Kiana - the loud smucking and sucking slurping from her p*ssy, the sounds of his magnificent c*ck stunting its competitor's chances as their c*m oozed hotly and uselessly down her p*ssy lips, made her moan like nothing before.

Suddenly Pusscat is standing in the door. “Getting a little drink”. I hold up the plastic bag. “Cheers”. “There are bags upstairs”. “I am soaking up the atmosphere. Are you really talking the cows into all this ?” Pusscat let’s out a small laugh and walks to the fridge. “These days it is no problem living out any kink you might dream of. It is no longer a sport convincing Your victim to let their hair down. It seems to be a requirement to have at least one fetish or kink in each home”.

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

“That’s a very vivid picture. Thank you for sharing it so openly.” I exhaled, trembling a little. He leaned back slightly, tone shifting to something more exploratory. “Apart from this mommy-domme dynamic, this intense power exchange… have you ever explored other kinks? Tried anything else that lights you up the same way?” I blinked. “Like… what?” He gave a small, professional shrug. “Bondage, impact play, role reversal, exhibitionism, voyeurism, sensory deprivation, pet play, degradation, praise, group play… anything that’s ever crossed your mind, even if you haven’t acted on it.”

The thoughts of having all this attention on me made me smirk. I put the dildo into my vagina and started moaning. “Fuck! That feels so good.” They stared at me with intent. “Yeah bitch. Get inside that pussy.” I guess I have a praise kink because that only made me push it deeper into my pussy. They weren't interested in furthering the game and just looked at me. The next thing I knew, I saw two girls in front of me, their clothes removed and they started massaging their tits, punching their nipples. “Get deeper into that pussy, babe.”

Derrick put out his hand as if to reach for me but let it drop to his side. "It's called a degradation kink. We didn't mean we really thought you were a whor8e or a slu8t, baby. You're that for us but no one else," Derrick explained. "If anyone else even thought that, we'd kill them," Alex said fiercely. This was so beyond my scope. Not once but twice, they used photographic evidence to coerce me into doing stuff with them and now.....

I felt a bead of precum gather at the tip as I pushed my boxers down. “You want your huge cock filling my pretty asshole? Is that what you think of each time you jerk off? Each time you beat your dick to thoughts of me?” I asked, thrusting two of my fingers and circling them in his slit. “Yes, Xander… yes… please. Talk dirty to me. Ask me—I’ll tell you all of it,” he squirmed beneath me. I tutted, drawing out his pleasure. He’d got a praise kink… and perhaps a degrading kink too.

I take my nipples between my fingers and twist until they border between pleasure and pain, the combination making me moan deliriously. "Just like that." Dimitri murmurs into my mouth "My sweet little whore." My pussy clenches at the words. Degrading kinks is my dirty little secret and Dimitri isn't scared to indulge in them. "Dimi." I moan. "I want to come." "Say your word." He whispers. "Please." I don't hesitate. "Good girl."

The feeling as I felt myself start to piss inside her pussy was indescribably dirty and fantastic. And then I felt her pussy fill up with my piss and start to leak out around my cock, onto the ground. My pants started to get some of it, so I quickly pulled out of her, releasing a torrent of piss onto the ground. Luckily I had backed up quickly enough that it missed my pants. I quickly removed them, along with my shoes and socks, and managed to get my slightly less hard cock back in her.