Praise Kink Erotica 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.”

I say, meeting his heated gaze. Luke shudders, and I can feel his cock give a twitch. Benedict snorts in amusement from nearby. “Looks like Luke has a praise kink,” he says to Elijah. Elijah just laughs warmly. My stomach flutters at the thought of that. Big, strong Luke with a praise kink. He’s so burly and rough around the edges, and the idea that he might go all soft for praise from me turns me on even more. I summon the part of myself that feels brave and bold when I’m like this with them and reach down to capture Luke’s chin between my fingers. He looks at me, his pupils blown wide.

Their cocks were obscene: thick as wrists, veined like twisted ropes, heads flared and leaking heavy, glowing precum that dripped in long sticky strands onto the floor with wet plops. Marcus screamed through the ring gag, but it came out as a wet gargle. The five demons circled Lila slowly, breathing heavy, sulfur and raw lust thick in the air. She stood there trembling, cum still leaking down her thighs from the first two, but her pussy was clenching visibly, hungry for more.

My eyes zero in on her mouth, and my cock twitches at the thought of her wrapping…. “Yes,” my eyes flick back up to hers as the grin on my lips pulls even wider. “Good girl,” her pupils dilate and I realize my little vixen has a praise kink. I’ve had enough practice with Finn over the years to have a Bachelors in the art of the praise kink. Moving so that I’m seated with my back against the headboard, I spread my legs, palming my cock over my slacks. “Erin, why don’t you be a doll and strip Finn.”

Beginning to rock on it, I went down his length slowly, feeling my inside stretch and mould around his girth. Zane’s breath hitched, his body tightening beneath me. “You’re so big,” I muttered without thinking. “Is that a compliment?” Zane flicked my nipples with his tongue. Another moan almost jerked out of me, but I gulped it down. “Good boy.” He brushed my lips, the spot I had but down on. I wasn’t sure I had a praise kink, but his words sent a faint tremor passing through me. He smacked my ass. “Move your ass.”

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.”

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 continued my dance , swaying my hips and teasing him . Slowly, I started taking off the lingerie from the bralette, revealing my firm, round breasts and my nipples which were already hard as stones. Nathan’s breathing grew heavy as he watched, completely mesmerized by my erotic display. He reached out, tracing a finger down my stomach, pausing at my waist . I moaned softly as his fingers brushed against my sensitive skin, my body trembling in anticipation. He pulled me closer, his lips finding mine in a passionate kiss. I reached for the waistband of his pants, undoing them with practiced ease. I slipped my hand inside and wrapped my fingers around his hard length, stroking it firmly.

The new kink they’d introduced was public denial combined with the constant reminder of ownership through the collar tag and jeweled plug which was pushing every button I had. By dessert, I was a wreck. Tears of desperate need pricked my eyes. My nipples were painfully hard against the thin dress. Kai had the vibrator on its highest setting for nearly two full minutes while he discussed quarterly profits. “Please…” I whispered brokenly when the investor briefly left the table. Kade’s hand slid higher up my thigh, fingers brushing my soaked entrance around the harness. “Hold it.” The moment the lunch ended and we were back in the privacy of the limo, they pounced.

He dragged his tongue through her folds with one long, filthy stroke — from the bottom of her soaked entrance all the way up, pressing flat and hard against her swollen clit. Cerys arched with a violent gasp. “F-fuck—!” Her thighs twitched. Her back slammed against the stone throne. She tried to push away, but her bindings held her wide open — legs trembling, pussy dripping, completely at his mercy. Kael growled deep in his throat and did it again — slower. A hot, wet glide of tongue that had her cunt clenching for something, anything to hold on to. “You taste like fucking sin,” he growled, voice muffled in her flesh. “You taste like war and surrender.”