Pervert Addiction Chapter Novels & Stories

I am no means a masochist, I’ve just gotten used to the pain percy provides and for some reason since we were forced back into the same home that pain has been on equal footing with a pleasure so addictive it could make me forget that everything we’ve done is taboo. If he’s right and there is lube, you best believe i will be putting it to good use. Because why the hell not? I have a chance to work this out of my system before i go back to being me. It’s like an abnormal itch i can’t scratch. Weird thing to say but.... why am i even thinking about that while jerking off? Clearly i was right, my hand isn’t working anymore. “Don’t you fucking dare.” i snapped my eyes in the dark to where percy’

It was the fact of dependence and addiction faster than normal drugs and then orgies but the evil came quickly the power omega pheromones. Like Poison Ivy, the villain went to nightclubs, to which all addicts became orgy centers, but soon after everything went away, the adrenaline and soon the nightmare returned to reality.

This time, she pushed her shame aside, and barely even hesitated, before she said the words out loud: - "I.. I want more. Visit me again tonight, please? I beg you. I am your little pee slut.. I'll always be your little pee slut.." The embarrassment hit her like a heavy blow to the gut. But there was no going back now, she thought. Her heart was still racing. She couldn't help but squirm a little, as she realized this was now a very real addiction. One that could never be cured. One she wanted to pursue. A feeling of euphoria washed over her entire being. She could barely contain her excitement, knowing the demon would come back again tonight. The tears continually flowing down her face were

“If Mum throws me out, or she lets me stay, because I don’t know. I think there’ll be a lot of shouting, but for once I’m going to stand up to her, and anyone else that wants to talk crap at me. They’ll be wrong. Every single one of them that thinks bad of you will be wrong.” I wished I believed her, but there was no chance of that, hence there would be no chance whatsoever that anyone else would. I, Julian Lockley, am a sex addict, who likes the degradation of barely legal girls. This time I was completely in love with one of them, but that wouldn’t make any difference to the outside world. I’d still be a pervert exploiting a sweet little rose. “I’ll be here regardless,” I said. “Whatever i

Charlie When she said she quit I acted on impulse because I was afraid I'd lose her. I could live to regret my decision but not having her in my life would destroy me. I was addicted, there was no doubting it anymore. Every time I'm around her I find myself needing more of a fix, never wanting to come down from the high. She's my drug of choice and no rehab could cure my habit. Her lips, wrapped around my dick, were glorious. It was the best fucking head I'd ever had, taking me to a powerful, new high that I thought I'd happily overdose on.

She added to the steam "Her dirty talk hit me hard and she fucked me harder at the realisation, the realistic balls slapping against my ass with every thrust. The wet, messy sounds of my pussy taking her cock filled the room, it was disgusting. She leaned down, sucking hard on my nipple while pounding me, the strap-on grinding against her own clit with every movement. “You’re getting addicted, aren’t you?” she panted, slamming into me. “Sneaking around behind Dad's back just so you can get ruined by your stepmom’s cock. Such a dirty, perverted little secret slut.” “Yes ! God, yes I’m addicted to you mommy” I gasped, the words tumbling out. “I think about your pussy and this cock all day. I c

I lay there shaking, holes stretched and leaking, toys buzzing mercilessly, cum drying on my skin. “This is so fucked up…” I whispered, even as another unwanted orgasm built inside me. Lucas leaned down and kissed my forehead tenderly. “That’s why you’ll never stop craving it, baby. Goodnight, our perfect little corrupted stepdaughter.” They left me there — bound by pleasure, shame, and the growing addiction to my own stepfathers’ filthy corruption.

By the third, his hand trembled. "If you are reading this, then I have failed to protect this family the only way I knew how," he read aloud. "The accident changed everything. You survived, but your mind did not leave untouched. You remembered Rosalie. You remembered the wedding. You remembered promises that could destroy everything I spent my life building." His voice cracked. "Victor Moretti introduced me to a physician capable of suppressing traumatic memories. It was experimental. Dangerous. Temporary, according to him." A pause. "I agreed."

Jackson Returning to my apartment, I thought about that delicate boy again. I didn't understand why he was avoiding me even though it was obvious that he wanted me. Even though it's obvious that he wants you to fuck him. I could imagine those pink lips sucking my dick and just imagining it, my lust returned. It was getting hard again. I heard my dog ​​bark, interrupting my perverted thoughts, as if he knew what I was thinking. “I know, I'm a pervert. Fuck it.”

The only thing she remember was enjoying her night with Adam. Cassie arrived at school again, the same news , whispers and insults. But what actually caught her attention was the video displayed on the school's screen. A girl was in the video, surrounded with three men, the girl was on the bed acting shameless and like a prostitute. The girl was no other than her. Sje didn't want to believe this. She was with Adam all night, so how could be true. Cassie was beyond shocked when she saw those three guys take turn to rape her and one of those guys was Adam. She couldn't believe her eyes. This can't be happening to her.