Nymphomaniac Novels & Stories

My bedroom door is open, and wafting from it is the potent scent of sex and musk. Bianca, no less. She’s a nymph. Staying a minute with out sex is like torture to her. I think that makes her great. You’d rarely come across a woman like her, always willing to indulge in sex. Just one flirtatious look at her gets her wet, and oh my, her pussy always weeps like a waterfall. Fuck, that’s such a turn to me, seeing her gush the fluid of her desires. Dominus is already smirking, excited to see her.

“ Can you please not call me cute ? I am a man after all . Being called cute is…..weird . “ said “ Weird ?…..Hmmm……then , how should I call a man whose house is filled with Mickey Mouse pyjamas , eye folder , and other cartoon toys like One Piece and Naruto…….If I am not mistaken , I even saw some figurines of Sailor Moon and other strong female leads of other cartoons . “ said Damian . “ Liking cartoons and anime series doesn’t mean that I am cute . “ said Antonio . “ …..Yeah , you are handsomely cute . “ said Damian with a devilish smirk . “ Whatever ! Can I just leave ? “ said Antonio , not wanting to argue with him anymore . Damian looked at Antonio from head to toe then showed a naught

She thought to herself as she got up from the bed naked as she had slept the previous night,as she approached the bathroom door,she could perceive his pheromones,the pull to see him got stronger as she reached the door, opening it wider she saw him resting his left hand on the wall and his right hand tugging on his dick,his face looked strained and in pain as he kept pulling his shaft, licking her lips she wanted to be the one doing it for him and not the other way round, remembering what happened two days ago she got angry as she made her presence known, "That looks painful!" She said as she went to stand in front of the mirror, Dominco who had noticed her presence since didn't say anything

She was cunning and smart, that much was clear, but did she truly deserve that moniker? "Yes," Mona confirmed, her gaze turning sharp and assessing, pulling me from my reverie. "Fear is a powerful motivator, don't you agree? And a catchy moniker certainly helps in cultivating that." She paused, her lips curving into a sly smile. "Though, I must admit, 'Stone Bitch' lacks a certain elegance." I gaped at her, genuinely shocked. "You find it dull?" She waved her hand flippantly. "Dull, boring, unoriginal, all of the above. They could have at least given me something really catchy."

The only thing he wanted was for Christine to get out of his house without his wife seeing her. His wife, Sonya, had caught him cheating several times and had promised to cut him off the next time she sees him with another woman. And Daniel did not want that, he loved the expensive lifestyle, the good things and the respect that came from being the husband of Sonya Smith, the founder of Deluxe, one of the fastest growing fashion brand in New York. “You can’t follow the front door she will catch you,” he whispered, dragging her near the bedroom window. “You have to leave through the window.”

Anyone who wanted to have a taste of me could follow us and then use me when they were done. It wouldn't have been the first time, nor would it have been the last. The lady slipped into my lap completely naked and shoved her breast into my face. “Play with them while we wait for my husband.” I did as she asked, cupping her breasts and rolling her nipples between my fingers. Ring piercings decorated her nipples, so I didn't hesitate to tug on them. The Nightmare Master’s control didn't let the drug take over fully, but it was enough to cloud my mind. I buried my face between her breasts, nipping and sucking as she squirmed on my lap, gasping and moaning. Her movement made her rub against my s

On the screen, a little blonde nymphet in a white, cowl-necked gown cut so that the front fell between her breasts to below her belly button, was bopping away in a manner that should have displayed her assets to all the world. Won't you stay? Won't you lay? Stay forever, and ever, and ever, and ever. La, la, la... Julia had no idea who the girl was, but she had a body to die for. She looked a bit like the girl that ran the coffee shop, but with less chest. I just can't get you out of my head... Flickering images of Lucy's face looking up with her tongue busy on Julia's clit danced before her eyes. She same image, but she could see Michael pumping into the blonde's pussy at the same time.

"Look at you. The best you could manage is selling yourself to some decrepit old man. Though I doubt anyone would even want you." Austin thought I was lying. He said flatly, "Amy is my daughter. With me, at least she won't starve. With you, who knows? You might sell her off to some backwater village." He paused deliberately, letting his words draw out. "Unless—" "—you give me child support for keeping her." I arched a brow. "How much?" He raised a single finger. "One million." Isla let out a shrill laugh, covering her mouth in mock astonishment. "Mr. Grant, aren't you being unfair? Look at her, she's dressed like a beggar. Even if she sold herself, she couldn't scrape together one million."

She said, "Don't worry about it. Look all you want. It's not like I'm going to lose anything." She really didn't care. She was showing off her smooth legs right in front of me and letting me stare all I wanted. I smiled back and said, "You're really something. Those are the prettiest legs I've ever seen." And just like that, we started chatting back and forth. It turned out that her name was Lauren Ward. She had a boyfriend, but he could never satisfy her. Every time they were together, he would be done after just a few moments. The more frustrated Lauren became, the more she craved release, so she started using toys to take care of herself.

She seems to be simply shinning, something between the two of them, they just seem so much happier now that everything has happened. “Natalie?” I ask quietly, which succeeds in getting her attention. “Yes Lyrica?” “How many monsters were there?” She looks up at me and I see the happiness that was in her eyes start to dull before she reply’s. “Nine, there was only nine, but it felt like hundreds.” “Nine seems like a weird number to send, you think the master would at least send an even number.” “Yeah that’s what I thought too.” She glances around the room scanning for any monsters that might be hiding in the shadows waiting to attack.