روايات وقصص ضمن Somnophilia Kink

I asked, my voice barely audible over the bass and the layered sounds around us. When I didn’t get an answer right away, I glanced at Damian. His eyes were locked on the woman on the cross. They gleamed with that dark, delighted spark he only got when something truly fed his demons. You could see it if you looked close enough. The way his pupils widened. The subtle hitch in his breathing. I wouldn’t have been surprised if he was already hard. “Yeah,” he finally replied, never taking his gaze off her. So he had heard me. “I like the idea of combining pain with pleasure. That’s my kink.”

Mentally. Slaves were trained to get used to what they can't change. Vane got used to it. He started craving it. His body got addicted to it...to him. The best medicine man of the kingdom already examined him and diagnosed him with a particular sleep disorder called Sexsomnia. According to the medicine man, it explains why Vane acts out sexual behaviour even while he's still asleep. He said that Vane's mind keeps replaying experiences that are most traumatic for him, hence, he displays them in his subconscious, his mind trapped in the past.

“You know what? I have the perfect cat for you. He’s a new face around here but I can tell he’s desperate for a play. You’ve always been my best gal so why don’t you take him?” She hands me a file with a list of the sub’s interests: objectification, degradation, findom, voyeurism, exhibitionism, feet fetish, temperature play, sadism/masochism, breath play, anal play, feminization, but golden shower is at the top of the list. I smile. “He’s perfect! I guess I’ll need a drink. Plenty of drinks!” I say with a wink. **** The room is lit with red bulbs. I see him immediately, kneeling on the floor with his head down.

“I want it inside me all the time. It’s the only way I can feel you’re near.” “What?” He chuckled. “That’s a very literal interpretation for ‘near’, you know?” “I know.” But perhaps for Fallon, an orphan since she was young, this was the only time she felt she wasn’t alone. “Is this a penetration kink?” He joked, and she merely smiled. “You don’t want it? I can give you consent to fuck me when I’m asleep.” “Man, that’s just too horny,” he complained. “You know I didn’t love you just so I can have a hole to fuck whenever I’m getting a hard-on, right? Hell I didn’t even marry you for that, too.”

Things like hypnosis and blowjob training, almost like they were trying to empty their minds into vapid nothingness, creating a void that could only be filled with pure carnal lust and hedonism. I watched hypnosis videos with a spinning spiral and everything, with flashes of large, erect cocks of all shapes and colors. It started as an odd fascination, and with wanting to learn the ins and outs of why the kink turned people on, but it quickly became a Pandora’s box of exploration, as I found myself craving more and watching the videos in their entirety for my own arousal and enjoyment.

Back home, the celebration was apocalyptic. Sophia’s presence grew in our fantasies and dirty talk. Marcus described her curiosity during their projects, and it fueled us. One intense session, we roleplayed her “catching” us, me as the office slut bent over his home desk, taking dictation with his cock down my throat before he destroyed me while “Sophia” watched in our imagination. The voyeur kink expanded when Alex brought a trusted female friend, Elena, for a watching-only session (with full consent and boundaries). Her eyes on me as Marcus and the machine double-penetrated me, as I squirted and gaped, sent me into new heights of exhibitionist ecstasy. No touching from them, just pure perf

D/S: Dominance (the partner in control during activities) and Submission (the partner who willingly surrenders control and follows the dominant partner's lead). S/M: Sadomasochism (the use of pain or humiliation for pleasure, including giving or receiving such experiences). Bondage and Discipline was where I would be the submissive since it aligned with my interests. Sadomasochism was where Adam would be the submissive, which he sounded very eager for.

“Falling into my arms." She glared at him, her eyes blazing. "This, with you, is just a wolf thing. It's physical. I can't control it. Everything else about you, I find obnoxious, and horrendous, and-" He leaned down to pick her up from the edge of the tub, pulling her close. "Tell me how awful I am and how much you hate me while we're having sex in this motel bathroom. It'll become my favorite kink." She pushed him away, her voice firm. "What part about ‘slow’ didn't you understand?"

The pain slowly morphs into pleasure and I find myself moaning. His low grunts from above me, the flexing of muscles and the sight of him with closed eyes drives me over the edge for the second time. But it doesn’t end . I climax again from the combination of his mouth sucking on my nipples and his hard strokes . I feel my strength begin to wane but this man seems to have the stamina of a a horse. He flips me over to my side and enters me again, maintaining his speed and intensity. My moans turn to screams and when he says “ Cum for me, Sugar” , I climax for the third time. His climax comes chasing mine, deep groans emanating from him.