Nymphomaniacs Novels & Stories

I sob, voice raw, the word spiking the network. “Remake me—make me come!” The woman bites my clit gently, her fingers curling, and the man on my chest groans, his nodes buzzing as he cums, hot streaks painting my breasts. The nanites amplify everything, and I explode, screaming, pussy gushing around Kain and the woman’s fingers, my body convulsing in the restraints. The elite’s climaxes flood the network, looping back, prolonging my orgasm until I’m sobbing, oversensitive.

The title I put up said “21yo Blindfolded Slut Getting Edged.” Good. I moved up her body. Slapped my heavy cock on her wet pussy lips a couple times. She moaned and tried to rub against it. “Such a greedy little thing,” I said loud enough so the mics caught it. “Beg nicer. Tell them how bad you need this cock.” Chrissy didn’t notice the “them.” She was too gone. “Please Nate… I need your cock inside me. I’ll be good. I’m only twenty-one… I can’t wait anymore. Fuck me hard. Fill me up.”

I searched the internet for help on how to read myself of the curse. The truth found me. I was hungry…not for sex with a man but a specific fantasy that involved three men. I touched myself to videos that played my fantasy, let my mind get creative. It wasn’t until days ago that I found a place in my city. Turns out for a good price, you can live out your fantasies. And now, I was a free woman…ready to walk down the aisle without feeling like a horny wreck. “All done.” the stylist announced. I glanced at my reflection on the vanity mirror..

The ache between my legs had turned into pure torture — swollen, dripping, begging for something, anything. I locked my door, kicked off my heels, and threw myself onto the bed still in my work clothes. My hand was already sliding up my skirt before I could stop myself. No. Not yet. I grabbed my phone with trembling fingers and downloaded three new p**n videos — the filthiest threesome ones I could find. Two men, one woman. Priests in my head. I turned the volume low, propped the phone on my pillow, and hit play. The first scene started: a girl on her knees between two huge cocks, sucking one while the other slapped against her cheek. My breath hitched.

“Shh, beautiful. The company is fine. I just want you to think about yourself for a change. Something other than bills or me and this fucking tumor. Seriously, Rene. Get the fuck out of this hospital. Have some fun.” I sat on the edge of the bed. “And do what, Nathan?” “Get your back blown out.” I nearly fell over in shock. “Nathan! You are asking me to cheat on you!” He laughed. “Is it cheating if I know about it? Baby, I will not be here much longer. You and I know this. I am giving you permission to have a basic human need met.” I shook my head. “Nathan, that is reckless.” “Remember how you’d get all dressed up in barely anything under your clothes and we’d go to Coverts? We’d watch the o

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.

Jade moaned loudly when Master Javen went down between her legs. "Javennnn, mm ahh please.." Jade was pleading for more, that's the best music in the master's ears, his name being moaned loudly by his naughty lovely wife. She was too wet now, ready for him but it is her first time he can not do it rashly.

Realizing too late that I am no longer fully clothed, I try to hide myself from them but the man who bit me steps forward and says, “I claim this female, she is my mate. No one shall ever lay claim to her for as long as I live.” The minute he says this, they all chant something and then I watch as an old woman with a dagger walks up to me and dips the knife in an earthen bowl before tracing a symbol on my forehead. She exclaims, “From now on, she is known as Daniella, Eric’s mate from the Silent Walker pack. May the Goddess Luna surround them with love and give them many pups throughout their years. Blessed Be.”

"Celestine in this brothel we have 160 rooms and in each room they have their own secrets. Many rich tycoons came here and fancied our sisters. They were lucky that those old dicks marry them and now they are happy with their own families. And some are their slaves. Serving them and their friends. Now you are also our sister. You will get addicted to all this with the passage of time. Believe me you are going to enjoy this new life. As you heard a rich fat dick is going to fuck me tonight you will be there to see how I will arouse him." Lisa said with excitement. "No way. How can I see you doing all that?" Celestine shook her head constantly feeling ashamed. "Look at this room. This is glass

I said and I heard him hissed before disconnecting the call. Why is my business crashing like this, there's a container that ought to have landed since the day before yesterday I don't even hear anything from those that are supposed to bring it. And I've spent almost all the money in my account to Tiara, just because of interaction, the intercourse that I've never for once enjoyed it, every time we had intercourse, I always felt powerless because I always felt like she was draining my power.