Starvation Kink Novels & Stories

Naomi’s talent for giving head was remarkable and wide ranging, from bobbing shallowly up and down, her tongue circling the head, until you full her mouth with gladly then watched her swallow it, to taking your full length and letting you simply pour your entire load straight down her throat, all the while undulating her tongue against your shaft. If I hadn’t gladly already, I could have shot the lot down her throat right there and then and she would have swallowed every drop and come back up barely even out of breath. I looked at Kathy and saw her staring in dazed disbelief at the entire

I was literally melting under him. I only came to serve him food, but never did I imagine that I'll end up satisfying not just his food starvation but also his sexual starvation. “Just let me, I'm terribly hungry for you.” I looked him in the eye and lust was written all over. Does he want to fuck me that bad? Was that why he was starving himself? “Cole, I thought you only needed food.” “Yes, I needed food, but not the one on the tray.” “If not the one on the tray? Which is it, then?”

Then he glances at the closet and vink at me, it seems like I am not the only one enjoying this more than I should. "Open up babe". He crawl up to kneel next to her head. "Lubricate it for me ... suck me". She willingly opens her mouth trying to suck his full length down her throat, clearly struggling. I have to bite my lip not to moan, it looks so damn sexy and I want to see him fucking her face. Way too soon he pulls out, and I hear her whimper. Terry chuckles. "Oh don't worry sweetie, there is much more cock for you tonight".

Show me how much you want your step-bro's dick. I sat myself up a little, mouth watering. I started sucking slowly on him at the tip, from the deep onset, halfway in, he was already gagging me and bringing tears to my eyes. He moaned loudly in pleasure, grabbing at my hair. "Deeper. Take all of it." I relaxed my jaw so it could push, stretching it in my mouth. Slowly, I swallowed him, almost throwing up when it touched the back of my throat. "Just like that. Choke on my dick, little bro." He was groaning whilst slowly continuing face fucking me.

It was the perfect punishment for a defiant person. The thought of having her in here, showing her this part of me, was intoxicating, and also… rampaging. I wanted every inch of her to myself without giving an inch of myself to her. Starving her and getting satisfied from the pain of starvation she'd go through. I'd probably have to collar her neck while she sucked on the tip of my hard cock. I bit the inside of my cheek until I tasted blood. "Here you go, ID35. Your slave."

What was so magical about it when he forced me to do things I had never even imagined possible to be done? The images of what I had done last night to him made me start to dry heave. He had a disgusting kink, and I had to obey to do all those kinks under his threat. If I didn't do what he asked me to, he would carve out a piece of flesh from my body. John sneered. “Someone seems to want to do what she did last night again,” he smirked evilly. “Still want to taste my shit?” And now I couldn't stop myself from vomiting everything in my stomach.

I hummed in disagreement at the absence of his tongue when he pulled his lips from my mouth and dragged them downwards towards my neckline. His teeth nipped on the flesh of my neck, he lifted my arms, pinning my wrists at each side of the edges of the kitchen counter, his merciless lips raining hot kisses on my body, he dropped to his knees, and stuck in his head at my entrance, and I widened my legs further apart, arching backwards. Immediately his index finger slid into my moist folds. I felt something burst out of my abdomen with full force. Vince's abrupt retraction of his finger, followed by a painful muffled curse, made me realize it wasn't my arousal liquid.

she stated, her voice stronger than she felt. A slow, ancient smile lit up his lips. It was not a soft one, but one of hard intelligence. "We begin with the mapping of the structure of your hunger. We map its halls and drain out its rooms so that when we do fill them, you will experience each subtle nuance of the fullness. The lesson of this night is one of concentration through deprivation. A chastity procedure."

I wrapped around him as we kissed like sex starved animals. He pulled away again, but this time he wrapped his palm around my neck. “Lisa, I'm starving, and I want to do bad things to you.” "Yes you can. I'm not stopping you," I whispered. “You might not be able to use your legs for the next one week, do you still want me to?” “Are you going to turn me into a cripple?” I asked with a lick of my lips. “Fuck! Don't do that. You might really make me turn you to one.”

"Can you really blame this poor starved man for wanting more than just a taste?" I begin trembling in his hold, out of renewed fear and something else I couldn't decipher. He continues darkly. "that day in your room... little did you know how fūcking arduous it was to subdue myself from tearing your innocence away as the starved man I've realized I've become." In repleted petrification, I continue quietly staring into his ravenous gaze. His eyes settle on my lips and his voice lets out strained. "Remains still a difficult task, Miss Kashani, with you in such close vicinity sleeping just a few corridors away every night."