Mente Perversa Novels & Stories

Angelo tried to push Mark away from him but was unsuccessful- since the perverted ugly human being was as strong as a lion, his strength that was only like a paper can’t compare to the sturdy perverted b*st*rd. Mark, sensing that his wife was no longer resisting- stopped giving butterfly kisses on her neck and began to nibble and suck the pale and smooth neck of Aimie. While Mark was enjoying the fare, Angelo- on the other hand, felt goosebumps all over his body as he was going- to be; ravished by the perverted ugly b*st*rd.

But as soon as I saw it, it disappeared. "You must enjoy fucking women, getting them pregnant and declining the children over some dumb reason that doesn't make any sense since you won't tell anyone what it is," I pressed. I wanted more of that hurt he was feeling, I wanted to see that he was suffering just as much as I was.

Was he not just a gay now, but also a pervert? “Yes, I love men, but this scent…” He inhaled again, closing his eyes as if savoring the moment. “Damn, it drives me wild. Makes me want to find a man, pin him down, and fuck him senseless.” “You’re disgusting!” I spat, barely able to contain my anger and disgust. How could anyone be so vile, shameless and stupid? “Give me that!” I lunged for the panties again, but he grabbed me by the waist, pulling me down onto the bed with him.

GENNIVIER PIERRE Consume by birth by her embodied sin, she is a treat and an ally to the ones who started the long run curse of the reverse book of their world. Her beauty and gentle personality are a mask that she shares with her split personality, hiding from the truth of her blood and want as a sadist. From the corresponding wants and equivalent exchange of the curse she believes in, she finds pleasure in torturing people, especially the ones dear to the Maiden.

“I’m sorry; there’s nothing between us.” “Liar! I saw you two kissing. Who are you trying to fool?” “I’m sorry, I truly am. I deserve whatever punishment you wish to impose.” “I just wish you could vanish. How shameless of you to pursue a teenager! So, this was your plan all along—to claim that no man takes you seriously, not realizing that it’s your own despicable actions that drive them away. They see how shameless you are, chasing after boys to satisfy your selfish desires, and that’s why they left you.” Mirabel’s words pierced Susan deeply, leaving her wounded.

"Every woman I've had sex with has ended up dead at the end of the ordeal. So if you're okay with the life being drained out of you while I'm inside you, we can make that happen." I felt my jaw go slack at the idea. "Go to hell," I said, backing away from him. Cain let go of me, his hand releasing mine. "Sweetheart, I'm already here."

Her panties were drenched. As he rubbed his fingers over her wet pussy, he said, "That's short-term and I agree one hundred percent! Only this time, we're not cleaning your pussy-juice off the leather; I want to smell it on every hot summer day!" He skewed her panties aside and slid a finger between her lips and into her cunt-hole. He pushed it as deep as his awkward reach would allow and wiggled it there. "I'm talking about long-term. How do we take advantage of our newly-revealed perversions? Well, my secret desire to watch you fuck other guys is newly-revealed; I guess we've always known you were a nympho."

The monster can't stand it, and immediately pulls off my bra, and greedily Baring my nipples. "Are you trying to provoke me, bitch? You have no idea what I do to innocent girls! " His tongue gently caresses my lower lip as I try to pull away. "You're a demon. I know what kind of bastard is hiding behind the mask of Peter Alexandrovich! The name of the Orero club doesn't mean anything to you! You were the one who organized that scene of rape!" I remind him of that meeting, and he whispers passionately in my ear, as if it is about to steals my soul.

Sarina I'm really pissed off at this shameless pervert Maximus! I quickly stood up and got dressed. It's so annoying; I'm really frustrated. I never thought I'd feel this angry just because he stopped pleasuring me. What's happening to me? Am I becoming a pervert, too? The influence of that scoundrel is overwhelming! Of all the things he could teach me, why does it have to be about lust? He had better watch out because I'd make sure he would pay for it.

I grumble. "Not perverted, just alive."