Mente Perversa Novels & Stories

Perry sucked in a breath and grimaced as she tried to find the words to explain. “It’s when a person only feels attracted to the same gender, that’s all it is,” Ash shrugged, earning her a glare from Perry. “I was getting to it,” she huffed and turned to look at my reaction. “Oh, I think that I have seen before,” I admitted, recalling how the packhouse is always filled with multiple people making out and having intercourse in about every corner of the hall. It disgusted me and shivers crawled up my spine. Perry lifted her brow, and she opened her mouth, about to say something when we hear the shower beside us turn on, and we all look at the woman tipping her head up, allowing the water to ca

When would that child truly understand the situation? “What’s wrong? Have you lost your mind, now that a beautiful young woman willingly serves herself on a platter to you, you pervert? Don’t tell me that a pervert such as yourself is too shy to act on his impulses?”

You were just as skilful as my perverted cute little sis! I gave Persia a glare— a fierce one, which she was stunned and surprised for a moment. Then I act as if nothing happened. “Ngh…!” Seeming unpleased, Persia acted like a kid and squeezed harder with her chest. Unfortunately, I’m immune to sexual harassment. …Thanks to those two. Since I’m not giving any reaction, Persia then rubs her face wildly on my shoulder— again, like my perverted little sister. If there’s a reason for this perverted behaviour, then there are two.

Mac approaches Demian with his eyes on Martha mac frowns; What are you doing with the girl Demian? Leave her alone, you perverted, rotten exploiter, as she is a nun, you despicable, not for fun, but only for worship, you disgusting one, so leave her so that we can secure ourselves well and so that we do not receive the curse and wrath of the Lord. You are truly a disgusting, despicable pervert. Demian sharply; Who called you disgusting, rotten, vile bat, save your words, or else I'll burn you in your place, Mac.

" What does this man think of himself? I gave him a dirty look hating his smiling face more than anything. "I know you won't listen to me but here's a piece of advice anyways. Please stop being narcissistic because I will never sleep with a demon. I was under the impression that you're just an egocentric man but didn't know you are a pervert as well." He immediately looked at me fiercely with an offended look. His expression changing faster than my thoughts. "Pervert? I'm a pervert?"

she started, her voice dropping into that soft, dangerous tone again. "No. Listen to me." I was backing out of the room now. I pointed a finger at her, and I absolutely that my hand was shaking. "You’re naked all the time. ALL the time, Laurel. In the kitchen, in the living room, bent over the dishwasher like you’re filming a porno. It’s impossible not to see you. That’s not attraction, that’s just basic fucking biology. A naked person walks into a room, people look. That doesn’t mean I want to eat your pussy." The word pussy tasted wrong in my mouth. Too deliberate. Too much.

The skinny girls weren't prepared for this kind of conversation. Next to me, the woman who participated in my homemade and weird porn, still sucked Ramirez. The man was moaning now, and that was a cold water bath on my erection. I was a little disgusted, I can't lie. Every moan of the woman was muffled by the sound of suction and how wet things were. I kept staring at the ceiling of the bunk bed, looking for some crack or anything that would distract me from that situation. "What are your most particular perversions? " asked the woman.

" Moans and it drives me crazy, I end up pulling the skirt up at once to the height of your waist, I grab both bands of your ass and open them. "You are so sexy and beautiful. Perfect as fuck! I will eat you and remove the memory of any man from your head. I'll make you forget about him. "Do you want to know my world, little girl? Do you want to delve into the perversity of my thoughts and fulfill my every depraved desire?" I whisper and sink my teeth into his chin. I want to mark your body.

She asked him, giving him a confused look. "Ohh! I see..." "What do you see? And what were you thinking when you said you needed a reward? What kind of reward were you thinking of?" She questioned him again making him completely look stupid. He can't reply to her questions because he was thinking about something dirty. "Leave it. I don't want to waste my time. You all boys are perverts!!!" "PERVERT!!!" This word resounded in his ears multiple times making him feel more embarrassed. He felt like getting himself buried in the ground but unfortunately there was no ground for such activities .

Perplexed, Mark’s disgruntled face redefined to form a borderline scowl, “Is she on her period?” “Really, Mark?” Emilia groaned at his statement. Just like me, she hated the fact that almost every guy on the planet assumed that the period was to be blamed whenever a girl acted out of character. “We get that you wanna be a gyneac but a uterus is not what is supposed to be on your mind twenty-four by seven. That’s not very healthy.” “Alright, calm your tits. Maybe it’s you who is on her period.” Mark grumbled.