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VVVVV Kenji emerged from the water and it was so convenient that Geiru chose to walk past. “Were you looking for me?” he asked getting out. No she wasn’t looking for him. He was someone she didn’t want to be around. He gave her a bad feeling. Like her boss bad, but more sinister. But she wanted to know everything. “Maybe” she teased and she knew she was doing it right, because he smiled. “So you can make different expressions apart from neutral. It’s nice”. Geiru smiled. “So I’ve been feeling a little bit congested here. Would you mind accompanying me out?”

Kinks: gay sex, rough, anal, incest, dominant, oral sex The room was dimly lit, with only a single lamp in the corner casting soft shadows across the old, worn couch and the cluttered coffee table strewn with empty beer bottles. My heart pounded in my chest as I crept inside, the door shutting behind me with a quiet click. It was late, far past the time when everyone else had gone to bed, but I couldn't resist coming here.

He bent her over the bed, lifted her nightgown, and fucked her raw from behind, filling her with another thick load while whispering, “Keep it inside you. Let it take root.” The breeding kink had started as dirty talk in the hotel, but it quickly became the center of their secret life. Richard became obsessed with it. Every chance he got over the following weeks, he made sure to fuck her during her most fertile days. He tracked her cycle with an app on his phone, texting her reminders: “Ovulating today. Come to me.”

The choker looked perfect on her — elegant black leather and silver, discreet enough to pass as jewelry in public, but unmistakable in its purpose to me. “Don’t worry, babe,” I said softly, my voice low and intimate. “Your internet searches are safe with me. Every late-night tab you opened when you thought no one was watching. Every video. Every fantasy you tried to bury. But I…” I reached out and gently traced the edge of the choker with my fingertip, feeling her pulse jump beneath the leather. “I never knew this was your kink. Tell me, princess — what else do you like? Masked men? Knife play? The thrill of being completely at someone’s mercy? Say it.” Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson. She

Her half-baked plan to pretend to be a clueless, vulnerable kid to make him drop his guard around her seemed so laughable now. She didn’t need to pretend. She felt terribly awkward and vulnerable after revealing to Eton Domino, of all people, her most embarrassing kink: that she got off on being forced, used, demeaned and called derogatory words. None of her former boyfriends had known about that particular kink. Kaia had always been too ashamed to tell them, feeling like a freak for getting off on something like that. ***

But it wasn't a question I wanted to simply dodge so I asked him, "Why'd you ask? You want one?" I thought he would stop there 'cause Romeo was present there and he wouldn't like his alpha friend to talk to me in that way, however, I was wrong, "Yeah, why not? I have this kink in me. But I wouldn't like to get it from you." Ouch, it hurts my ego, am I good enough to match his standard. "- Not that I couldn't, I could get it from you, but because you're my buddy's mate I know better to keep my distance than to get on his bad side. Plus, I already have someone to get it." He showed his charming chin dimple as he licked his tongue with his piercing shun. My eyes glanced over to Romeo, unconscio

"Ah… I can't take it… That new toy I just got should feel amazing, right?" It was the weekend. My girlfriend, Marissa Thomas, had gone out with a few of her college roommates. Before she left, she said her godmother wasn't feeling well that day and asked me to help keep an eye on her small convenience store. I'd just seen off a group of customers and was about to head to the storage room to move some drinks piled near the entrance when I heard those sounds. And I'd watched enough videos sent by my perverted roommate to recognize what kind of sounds they were instantly.

She nods once in consent and I tug her collar to make her keep quiet. I’m not finished with her yet. I get out of bed and look for what I have placed on the table. There I have all the toys I’m planning to use. The kink is what gets me off. I returned and glanced at the scene before me. On the bed I have a beautiful Omega kneeled facing the mattress, with her arms crossed behind her back. Her ass is up in the air in full display waiting for what I’m going to do next.

Echo POV The word hits me like a shot of pure heroin. I swear my vision tunnels for a second. I cannot wait to get her to the club, tied to the ceiling, paddle in my hand, making her beg until her voice cracks. But right now she’s exhausted, breath evening out, body melting into me like she was built to fit there. She leans back, head resting on my shoulder, passed out cold with my cock still inside her. Cockwarming just became my new favourite kink. Who fucking knew?

Her smile vanished, replaced by a pout, looking offended at my statement. “You underestimate me,” she said. I watched her, amused. She was just too adorable... like a kitten swiping at a lion... all unaware that the lion craved the fight. “Veronica, do you even know what you’re asking?” “I know what it is,” she replied confidently, wiping salt from her fingers. “It’s a kink.” I stared, then leaned in slowly, looking predatory. “It’s more than that, baby... It's psychological. Deep.”