Piss Kink Novels & Stories

He smacked my pussy again, but this time he slipped two fingers inside. I tightened around them as he pulled them out, then pushed them back in. The edge of his desk dug into my hands from my steely grip. He leaned over me, his chest pressed against my back. “If we were at home, baby girl, I would tie your hands and feet to the bed and strap a vibrator to you as punishment for teasing me and all other men in this dress. I wouldn’t let you up for hours, until your pussy couldn’t come anymore.” The image he painted had me pushing back against his hand. “Fuck, I love it when you get kinky!”

close enough I could smell his stupid expensive cologne again and lowered his voice so only I could hear. “It’s not… it’s not what you think.” “Then tell me what it is.” He exhaled hard through his nose. “Fine. It’s p**n.” I blinked. Once. Twice. “…What.” “P**n,” he repeated, quieter, cheeks flaming again. “Staged. Roleplay. Abduction kink shit. People pay for that custom crap. I was… scrolling. That’s all.” I stared at him. Then at the phone. Then back at him.

I went and brought back another, and as he started to drink it he said, "Okay, boy, get back to work on my cock now." I got back down and began sucking his cock. I don't know why, but his cock felt so natural in my mouth and I loved how he talked to me and used his hands to guide my head. I had been sucking him slowly for about half an hour when he said that all that beer made him need to piss. I started to pull away, but he held my head in place and told me to get ready, and that if I didn't want a mess on my carpet I had better swallow fast. I felt the first sour taste of his piss as it sprayed into my mouth. He shoved his cock in further and shouted, "Swallow it, bitch. You know you want

your uncontrollable "what, what sort of profession is this?" Allan stated, "sex psychology." "Puff..." a mouthful of crimson wine spurted out of David's mouth and nearly sprayed on Kevin's face contrary him. Searching at Kevin's darkish face, David hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Sorry, sorry, i failed to mean it." then he coughed a few more times and then smiled faintly. "it is... It's Kevin. You are truly fortunate. Ho, ho, in this example, lady's intercourse skill must be very good." the girl’s intercourse skill need to be superb. Kevin swung a pointy blade at David. David grimaced in pain. He controlled to govern the curve of his mouth and failed to snicker out loud. The heavy door o

With one last final slam I released into her playing with her now swollen clit as I did. After slid my cock out of her Zanders took over, He flipped her on all fours and spread her legs as far apart as they could and then without warning, slammed hard and deep inside of her. She screamed out in pleasure as Pablo took hold of her breasts and began to fondle and pull on the nipples while trailing kisses down her back. I took a hand full of her hair, bend her head back an crashed my lips onto hers in a passionate, lustful kiss. Zanders continued with slamming into her very wet dripping pussy until he released into her, then with his cock still inside of her he started to kiss her lower back a

My voice went to the roof as he bit in, painfully, and then his tongue swirled it up into his mouth to suck and maul it sore again, kneading it between his warm tongue and the soft roof of his mouth. He finally stood up, his tongue running along his teeth in sadistic satisfaction. “I’m dying to bring out my clamps,” he said, watching me fall forward on my knees again. Mauled crimson tits, tingly nipples with a stinging pleasure-pain sensation, I stared up at him from beneath my lashes, my resistance melting. My inner arm mistakenly brushed a nipple as I straightened up, and I moaned, closing my eyes. “Is that a yes, Livia?” His belt caressed my chin, and I shook my head quickly.

Not all of that is cum. “It is what you think it is,” he says moving and getting behind me then sliding his cock in alongside Damien’s. Again, our bodies move as one unit until both men blow their loads and I shoot one on Damien’s chest and abs. “Baby, next time you need to piss-cum, do it on or in me,” Damien growls. “I love that kinky shit! Piss on me, in me, whatever. Bite me, scratch me, spank me…I’m going to get hard again, just thinking about it.”

Some of the piss spilled down my chin and cascaded over my breasts. “Swallow it, baby,” Marcus groaned, aiming the stream across my face, then down onto my tits. “Drink my piss like a good little party whore.” I opened my mouth wider, letting him fill it again and again. I gulped down the warm liquid, feeling it run down my throat. Another guy stepped up beside him and added his own hot stream, pissing directly onto my breasts and stomach while the first guy kept fucking my mouth with his cock again. The warm piss mixed with the drying cum already coating my skin, making me feel dirty, degraded, and incredibly turned on.

"Tell me, do you like being choked, Maria?" Well shit. Unknowingly I clenched my thighs together and moaned. He smirked at my action, and I was red in embarrassment. What the fuck was that!? "There is nothing to be shy about. No one should be embarrassed by their kinks." He held my chin, making me look at him, still smirking. That was a kink? Which one? He caught up to my confusion. "Fuck! How innocent are you?" He asked while his hands go through my hair.

“Such a hungry little slut for our cocks.” After what felt like an eternity of servicing five, six, seven of them, strong hands hauled her up and bent her over a low, sturdy coffee table. Her jeans and panties were yanked down to her ankles in one rough motion. The cool air hit her exposed skin. “Look at that perfect pink pussy,” someone groaned. A hand, calloused and huge, smacked her ass cheek, making her yelp and jolt forward. “Tight little asshole, too. Which first?”