Praise Kink Erotica Novels & Stories

Adrian dropped to his knees in front of her, and the sight of him there, this gorgeous man kneeling between her thighs, nearly made her come undone right then. "Hold on to the shelf," he instructed, gripping her hips. "And remember, quiet." The first touch of his tongue against her made Mara's knees buckle. She grabbed the shelf behind her with both hands, her knuckles white as Adrian worked her with his mouth. He was devastatingly good at this, alternating between long, slow licks and targeted attention on her clit that had her seeing stars. "Adrian," she whimpered, trying desperately to keep her voice down. "Oh god, Adrian"

Kinks: Blackmail fantasy, public risk, oral worship, glasses kink. In the hushed, dimly lit expanse of the grand library, the scent of aged parchment and dusty tomes filled the air. The soft hum of the fluorescent lights overhead cast a cool glow on the polished wooden floors. Among the towering shelves, Laila, the librarian, was engrossed in a book, her eyes hidden behind her thick-rimmed glasses. Her fingers traced the pages, her cheeks flushed with a secret pleasure as she lost herself in the smutty tale.

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."

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.

“You won’t make a sound. You won’t move. Do that for me, and I’ll reward you.” My heart slammed against my ribs. He sat behind his desk like nothing was out of the ordinary. Opened his laptop. Started typing. Took a call. All while I knelt, stripped and trembling, a silent offering just feet away. Each second stretched. My breathing grew shallower. My arousal soaked through the lace. I ached. I burned. I needed. And he didn’t even look at me until he did. Finally, he shut the laptop. “I said I’d reward you,” he said, rising. “You’ve done beautifully.”

, he cussed spreading my folds wide. He was right, I was fucking dripping with want. Lowering his head even more, his tongue found my clit giving it intense licks that made me shudder and lean against Alex. Alex on the other hand cupped my big tits, his other hand went down momentarily to smack my thick thighs before returning to my tits. His mouth kissed my neck nibbling on my sensitive spot. A gasp escaped my lips as Kai's tongue swirled around my clit, lapping at the slick juices coating my folds.

Even thinking of it now excited me, made me crazy with need. Everything has been exhilarating and wild, in ways that made me seem like a sex starved and obsessed person. I’d never been this way before though, I used to be prim and proper and only respond to guys who were eager to worship me during sex, and I thought that was as good as it gets. Well, until Alex unlocked a degradation kink that made sex a thousand times more pleasurable. Each time he berates me, or talks dirty with that fucking hot voice of his, I end up getting so wet that it scares me.

his encouragement had my body jerking in his arms and causing a not so soft moan to slip past my lips. He broke off contact for a few seconds. “Someone has a praise kink.” I opened my mouth to deny it and as if already knowing that, he set out to prove me wrong. “That’s it baby girl, you’re doing so good, stroking me so well…one day, you’re going to take me so good in your tight little pussy.” And that does it, I let out a little scream as my body jerk, dragging out his own orgasm along with mine.

I moan loudly when he fills me completely, his front pressed completely against my ass and back as he leans over me, his cock bottoming out inside of me. “You are such a beautiful fucking slut for me.” Tony says, sliding in and out of me at a steady pace. “You’re such a good girl, Caroline.” He continues praising me, his pace slowly beginning to increase, until he’s pounding into me, whispering his praises into my ear as I moan loudly. Fuck, the words he’s saying… the way he’s praising me… it’s making me feel more pleasure alone than I could have imagined. How the hell did it take me this fucking long to realize that I have a praise kink?

Her hips jerked forward at the sting left behind by Damon's palm when he spanked the most sensitive part of her body. “Words little flower” the man reminded, gently massaging the girl's lower lips with his fingers to ease the pain he caused. “I won't do it again, please” she cried out in pleasure when he pinched her nub between his fingers. “Good girl” he praised, pleased with her answer and leaned down. His words sent pleasurable shivers all over the girl's body, a wave of goosebumps even appeared on her skin. She had read about it but never thought it to be true until at that moment. Did she also have a praise kink??