Random Kink Generator Novels & Stories

“Are you a cuddler? Do I need to hold you in my lap?” Keanna dropped her gaze so the general wouldn’t see the blaze of anger that shot through her. She could feel her face flaming, as she was sure the asshole intended. She swallowed her feelings, not wanting to give him the satisfaction, and answered as flippantly as she could. “Not necessary for me, but I’ll do it for you if you have one of those daddy fetishes.” she raised her eyelids and regarded him as placidly as she could. “Do you? Are you kinky, General? Is that your thing? Because that would be extra.”

"You okay with that?" "What is it?" I smirked. "Let Ransom and Kord get you unhooked. It will be easier to show you than explain it." I walked to the closet that held my kink gear. The riding toy had been up on my shelves for a number of years. I made sure to keep it in working shape, but that was more out of good habits for taking care of my stuff. Not from it actually being used for its intended purposes. "What the heck is that?" Kiema asked from her spot on the bed. Her heavy eyes, her deep breathing told me that she was indeed still in need of some extra attention.

Was she ready for me to use and abuse all of her pretty holes? "Trust our mate." "Yes," she whispered, her pupils dilating. I placed my hand on her neck, my thumb caressing her cheek and watched as she smiled up at me. "I want to let you know what you should expect, Zina. I'm not, mostly, into vanilla sex. I've got a kink, a passion if you will and I'd like to share it with you," I admitted slowly. She audibly swallowed before taking in a deep breath, "What kind of kink," her little voice asked, her eyes wide and innocent looking.

Remote vibrators during video calls became standard, I’d orgasm silently while presenting, then ride him afterward in celebration. A new kink emerged with the extra space: light bondage furniture we assembled, including a padded bench perfect for extended spanking and fucking. One marathon featured me strapped to it for hours, flogged, clamped, electro-teased, machine-pounded, then Marcus’s cock in every hole while Alex watched via video call for variety. The voyeur element evolved without him always present.

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.

“And why is that Cara Bloom?” “That there is why. The way you say my name, and how I feel when you are around me. I'm not supposed to feel this way.” “How do you I make you feel Cara Bloom? Tell me.” “Tingly.” “Son? Cara?” Mrs Johnson calls out. “Mother?” “Mrs Johnson?” I say surprised. I scoot away from where Liam was squatting. “How did you get in mum?” “How else have I been entering your office?” “Via the fingerprint?”

I’m such a lucky man I said to myself… He kisses my lips, my chin, my neck, down to my breast as if he was so hungry, and it makes my body so hot that I was craving for more… He went down to my torso as he takes off my panty and he kisses me under, I was craving for penetration now that he uses his tongue to tease my clit… He did well… “Oh! Franz…” I said as he put his finger on my insides, he does that back and forth until I was ready to accept his on my insides. He stands out as he takes off his clothes until were both nude, he positioned himself on top of me… It's hard for him to come at first but he makes it on the second try, I was about to make a noise but I control myself, and as his

I yelled, I stood upon the bench and pointed my fingers toward everyone. "Listen to me, if you think women can't be a dominant figure in sex then you're wrong because I'm the dominant one and I can treat Rhyker much better than you. Besides he's so fucking toxic and aggressive while holding my throat and kiss me, it's literally the sexual fantasy for women!" I slurred.

I ask and open the browser. "I'll type it in." His arms go to either side of me as he types on the keyboard. I watch as he clicks search and a very kinky website pops up. The background is red and black and there are multiple pictures of naked men in all sorts of positions having sex. "Did you just put on a porn website?" I ask. It's definitely porn as there are tonnes of videos and categories to click on. "Yes I put on a porn website. It specialises in gay bdsm which is exactly what we need," he explains while scrolling down.

That hit hard. "Okay... You won that round. Second, truth or dare?" I sent. "Truth. But you better make it hurt." "What's your biggest kink? "Mental control. Getting someone to cum with just my voice. Just words. No hands. No touching. I love being inside their head. Watching them squirm. Making them beg just by telling them what to feel, exactly what I'm doing with you." My lips parted. My nipples were stiff beneath my shirt already.