Nymphomaniac Novels & Stories

The woman retorted with a sarcastic chuckle. "Really? Well, keep dreaming that," Bienley said, giving the girls the same sarcastic chuckle, which sparked another outrage. "You know what, I'm not gay, and whenever a girl catches my eye, my dick usually goes wild. But looking at all of you, I'd rather fuck a lamppost." Bienley casually continued, boldly staring at their chests and the short skirts they were wearing. "Have you heard about the Casanova?" After receiving no response from the tongue-tied girls, he went on.

His left fingers squeezed my breast while his right found its way down my panties, and to my clittories as he started rubbing it, switching between being gentle with the rubbing, and being aggressive. I got wet, I trembled, I moaned, I screamed, as Alexander kept going with my clittories. I hated that I was just one of those girls that Alexander just managed to make his way with because he was a nympho, but I had to admit that the sex was really good. I could understand why he thought he was the god of sex. Because he was! It was cringe actually enjoying this moment with Alexander, and I dreaded having to make a tough decision after. I was forced to enjoy the present because I would definite

"You see, Mister, I understand why she wouldn't mention me to you. " " My sister has recently encountered some troubles, especially worrying. And since we're on especially bad terms because of a misunderstanding, she refuses for me to help her. “I’m really worried that my sister will do something irrational.” On the surface, it seemed that Renata was very concerned about Lucia. But you could tell at a glance the meaning behind what she was trying to say. She meant to say that Lucia was financially handicapped now, and in a situation like that, she was willing to do anything for money. Any man who heard something like that would definitely have second thoughts about the character of the said

“But you and him, it would be different. Tyrith always did what you asked him. I bet he would come if you asked him. No, if you call him right now and say ‘Tyrith, I need you’, he would be here faster than the speed of light. If they locked the two of you in a room, Tyrith would let you dominate him. But what I can’t stop trying to imagine is how he looks in bed. Do those round eyes glow with his arousal? Does his smooth whisky colored skin get red? Do his cheeks get flush? Those lips. Perfect lips. They always were red. Do they get crimson when he’s kissed? What do his pheromones smell like when he’s turned on? Does he let it loose or does he conserve it? What…” I tried not to hear what els

She darts her gaze left and then right, as if trying to make sure that the coast is clear before she goes back to whatever’s showing on her phone. I gravitate closer. I can’t help myself. My heart’s racing with anticipation as I draw closer. This close, I see that she’s got an airpod plugged in. Her fingers tremble slightly as she holds her phone tight. I’m hidden behind a bookshelf. In between the cracks in a book’s spine, I peer downwards and finally get a look at what Nancy Hawthorn is watching. It’s p**n. What the fuck?! Prissy Nancy is into p**n and it’s not even the regular kind. It’s kinky p**n. Hardcore stuff that isn’t smattered with dialogue or breaks. This one just goes straight i

I spread her pussy wide and her hands held her thighs for me as I bent down to lick at her, lapping at her pussy, finding her nub, but then tracing back to her ass, unable to resist something so forbidden as rimming my plump, cute, nineteen-year-old student's ass-hole. As I tongued her tightest hole, spreading her cheeks wide, her hand rubbed desperately at her clit. "Oh fuuuck," she moaned, craning her neck to look at me tonguing her ass. Holding my tongue stiff, my head bobbed at her asshole, and I knew I was showing her something that she'd never experienced before. It felt so taboo, and so deliciously naughty, that my own precum was out of control. "Do you like that, Lucy?" I said.

They scrubbed me, washed me until I was cleaned. And just like Elion, they devoured me….throughout the night. I didn't stop screaming. The pillows were dented with my bite marks. I didn't stop coming. I provoked the beast in them and they resounded with a kinky rule – Ten letters. Ten orgasms. They made me climax for every letter of my name. Amber Whyte. Each orgasm was more intense than the last. It made my legs go numb. Fuck. I got what I wanted until I was more than satisfied.

"Promise you won't be mad?" I closed my eyes and sighed. "Just tell me what you did." "Sooo, I was trying to figure out what to get you for Christmas, and I kind of looked at your laptop." Oh shit. "I went into your browser, trying to find something and typed in 'A-M-A-Z,' when what did I find?" Her expression had changed to the one she had when she caught me sneaking one of dad's beers. "Why, I believe it was 'Petite blonde stepsister with AMAZing tits gets railed by stepbro.' And a lot more like that, too. There was definitely a theme there: a petite blonde stepsister with long hair and a muscular stepbrother with dark hair in pretty much every video." It was my turn to look away now.

moaned the nymph with a mischievous smile. "Touch me." commanded the nymph. The witch completely removed her violet and gold dress leaving her in her bonnet and stockings. She laid her back on the stone and the nymph crawled over her in dog position. Ruby pushed her hand up the nymph's cunt and started fingering her tight entrance. She added another finger and another, pumping her digits faster inside the nymph who threw her head back and howled a pleasured moan before leaning back down and kissing the witch's neck. Ruby moved her fingers inside in a disorganized up and down pattern like tiny rampaging snakes inside the nymph. The witch licked her free finger and proceeded to push it inside