Praise Kink Erotica Novels & Stories

No wonder she was so popular with the guys — she was pure sex. I slipped off my sweatpants, feeling embarrassed by my plain undies. Kate didn’t care. She ripped them off and tossed them aside like they offended her, then laid me back on the sofa. She started kissing me slowly, paying filthy attention to every nook and crevice of my body, exploring me, finding new erogenous zones my many messy trysts with guys had never discovered. I was almost cumming before she even reached my nipples. Her hot mouth wandered from my lips to my ears and neck, then down to my chest, making my body buck and writhe, begging for more.

The squelching noise I can’t quite place—until I look down and see her fingers pumping between her thighs. She’s touching herself while sucking my cock. One hand works her clit, the other fondles her breast. Then she pinches her nipple—and fuck, it’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. My rhythm speeds up. My cock plunges deeper into her throat with every thrust. “You’re such a good little cocksucker, aren’t you, Beautiful?” I praise her, voice low. “Zak and I got damn lucky to have you as our second chance.” Praise kink. Kayla’s got it bad.

I was completely lost in Benjamin's skillful lips and honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way. Tucking my panties to the side, he gave me one last torrid smooch before littering kisses from my neck to the hilt of my breasts. “Have you ever had a finger inside of you?” He asked between kisses. “No,” I muttered against his lips. “Such a good girl for me,” He gruffed, and I nearly came untouched. It was then I realized that I most definitely had a praise kink. As I felt him touch my most womanly part, I quivered with erotic mirth, my moans suppressed by his dexterous lips against mine.

on her face. "Come here," she said, pulling me up her body until we were face to face. She kissed me deeply, tasting herself on my tongue. "I'm going to show you something special." She positioned us carefully—our legs intertwined, our centers pressed together. The first slide of her wet heat against mine made us both moan. "This is called scissoring," she explained breathlessly. "We can pleasure each other at the same time." She began to move, grinding against me, and the sensation was incredible. Our clits rubbed together with each movement, building pleasure for both of us simultaneously. I matched her rhythm, finding angles that made us both gasp. "That's it," she encouraged. "Feel how

That did it for me. “Mmmm, yours. Yours Demetrio, only yours.” I cried aloud as my pussy quivered around my fingers. I drew them out and worked my vulva like a DJ, hips lifting off the bed, following my sky high orgasm. The second one and Demetrio was yet to fuck me. He stopped touching himself, watching me as I came undone. “So freaking sexy, so gorgeous and amazing.” He praised and I was hot all over again. Praise kink, slut kink, everything the man did was a massive turn on.

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.

Now, it wouldn’t be later that she comes out. “Well, let me hear you say it, then.” Primo kissed her ears, still didn’t break the gaze, while his hands massaged her breasts. “Scream it. Let the echo of voice fill your ears as I ride your pussy to heaven.” Shit. Just everytime Primo talks dirty, Georgia just couldn’t help herself. At this moment, she just unlocked a knowledge about herself–and it is that she has a kink for his voice during sex.

Stretching her walls as I get past the knuckles and my hand is buried deep inside her. “There is my good little slut. How does it feel having my entire hand inside you. God this pussy is amazing.” I tell her as she thrusts back trying to take more. I think I’ve unlocked a new kink for her. “You like this don’t you?” I keep pumping my entire hand in and out of her sweet pussy. Her moans loud as she nods her head with total certainty.

“There’s a word for it?!” “There’s a word for every kink, Princess.” I hummed, trailing my fingers over the veins of his forearms. Meeting his eyes, I shyly whispered, “Then what are you into?” “You,” he answered, kissing me softly on my lips. “Very much into you. But if we are talking about kinks, I like to humiliate and degrade. Sometimes…” I kind of figured that Hayden would like that because, despite being a Princess, I was into humiliation and degradation. But he stopped what he was going to say, looking at me and shook his head.

My praise kink made itself known by causing me to shamelessly whimper as I began to ride him, "Really?" "Yes, doll. You are doing so well." He whispered and I moaned softly as I bounced myself as fast as I could, on his cock. "Touch me." I cried, and he harshly spanked my ass which drew a moan out of me and prompted me to ride him even faster than I'd ever imagined I'd be able to withstand. "Sei il mio bellissimo petalo." He gritted out, undoing my zipper before attaching his mouth to one of my tit while twiddling the other.