Somnophilia Kink Novels & Stories

The whole thing felt surreal. I had spent a solid hour last night researching the Dom/Sub dynamic. Apparently, as a submissive, you have to earn your Dom’s praise. And oddly enough, I think that’s my kink—praise. It always made my day when Alex gave me even the most casual compliment. It was like being showered in gold.

The mix of our arousal impregnates the air around us. Impregnate. He has a breeding kink; he’s fetish is to cum inside me and watch his seed run down my legs. He hasn’t use a condom with me, is not like we are going to catch a disease or get pregnant, so bareback it is. It felt oddly good, yet something within me tells me this is all wrong.

I almost laughed, but I bit it back, Instead, I leaned even closer, my lips nearly brushing the screen. "But Father, it's so hard. These fantasies... they get worse every time. I dream about him pinning me down, fucking me hard and wild, his dick slamming into my womb, like he can't control himself. I want him to grab my throat, to slap my ass while he pounds into me from behind. I wake up wet, my pussy throbbing, and I have to finger myself just to get through the day, but the thought of wanting him even while fingering myself is something I don't know how to explain"

I had a feeling he was giving his brother some alone time with me and I didn't mind if it would mean that he'd let himself go and let me see the real him. I was alert, he didn't let me consume alcohol at the club and neither did he, we both consumed soft drinks. It was one of the subtle hints, I'd truly believe he was going to go a step further with me tonight. Because alcohol and kinks are not a very smart combination and experienced Doms know this. It's important for them to be alert for their subs and for subs, the high from the experience itself exceeds any kind of alcohol or drugs induced situation. "How do you like sensory play? I'm thinking about fire and ice." He took a key from his

“Now, you'll answer my questions right so we won't stay long. If you lie to me, I won't be losing you Elowen, you'll stay here upside down throughout the night, fuck…you're so dripping wet. Does this make you so excited?” “You're such an asshole! A dark bastard with such a bizarre kink!” His hands grabbed a fistful of my ass and I choked. “ You mean your favourite kink? “ He pushed me closer to his face, my own face practically facing his cock was which was hard as rock and secretly leaking its precum. “I haven't done anything to you but my pussy is already throbbing, it knows who has this!” He slaps my clit and my whole body sends sparks of vibration down to my skull.

I cried out as he spanked my ass, lightly at first, then harder when I pushed my ass out even more. "You like that?" I tried to nod, but his hand in my hair didn't let me, so I cried out. "Yes!" "Would you like me to do it again?" I moaned. "Say it!" "Spank me," I cried. "Please!" Orion obliged, spanking me hard across both my butt cheeks. I tightened. I was coming. Again. "Orion!" His hand left my hair, snaked around me, and found my clit. He gave it a strong, single flick, and that was all it took.

I although did quite expect him to book another session on further studies about this type of romance. I'd learnt that males who newly tried dominance and other kinks Like this often found it hard to keep up with that personality It was more difficult for them to love that type of life. As for the type of sex, sooner or later, I knew Mr shaman would soon love the privileges that came with having a sexually submissive girlfriend. Especially when he let himself graduate into an even deeper foreplay, like flogs, and whips, possibly ropes and other forms of extension. It was easier that according to Mr shamans explanation, his girlfriend was more kinkier than he perceived. she had a different de

I pleaded, shocking myself. “No,” Damien replied. Meanwhile, the man drove his fingers into her with a ruthless speed and I felt my own walls clench on thin air, needing to be filled by Damien’s fingers urgently. The rougher he got with her, the higher my lust climbed. My mind screamed for the man to just fuck her and I didn’t recognize my inner voice. Why was I loving it so much? I never knew I had a voyeur kink and it was better than any fantasy I could have ever had, obliterating all the others.

“These days it is no problem living out any kink you might dream of. It is no longer a sport convincing Your victim to let their hair down. It seems to be a requirement to have at least one fetish or kink in each home” He pops the lid of the bag, and pours the thick liquid up in a tall glass. “Actually you might be surprised about how boring all this will get when you have tried it a few hundred times”. “Is that why you want Soleil so badly ?” I can’t hide the acidity in my voice. “See that is a whole other level of fantasy. In the beginning I just wanted her innocence to break it. But to find out she is a witch.. amazing”. “I went by the house today. Her mom has that wall around her too. To

I have been extra horny recently, and have really been trying new kinks. One of my biggest fantasies is to be used while I am unconscious. I got an idea from watching a video and thought I would try it out but my own way. It took while to convince myself how to do it, because it was dangerous and I had to do it right.