Psychotic Obsession Novels & Stories

I am aching for her. I spend my day trying not to think about her sexy body and her huge tits. I have always been obsessed with tits. She let me suckle her as long as I wanted. I want to just hold her tit in my mouth while I fuck her pussy. I have to stop thinking about her while I am at work. I cannot have a hard cock while I am standing by the pool, passing out towels. I have never been this happy to see the next shift coming to relieve me. I want to go back to her. I want to dive into her and stay there forever. I need to touch her. What the fuck is wrong with me?

She raised my chin up when she saw I was about to coward in her presence “ And where is the fun in that, huh? Why do you think I was eager to kidnap your kids___?” I gazed into Deborah's eyes, staring deep in the depth of the demon she had become all because of her obsession for Michael. I never knew obsession was real but with Deborah, I could finally understand why it is treated as a mental disease. I shake my head, to rid myself of those thoughts as I raise my lips about to answer her questions when she stopped me from providing the answers herself

She said to herself but luckily or unluckily, the policeman who was standing right in front of her cell, got a call and left. Jenny sucked her teeth sharply at that and rocked herself back and forth as she was in complete disarray. The thing with obsession is you never know when it turns from love to such a monastery feeling. Where you are capable of doing anything without thinking, even if it's crazy and impulsive and violent. Jenny was in dismay and she just kept reflecting on all her actions, from lying about needing blood just for attention, cutting Lydia's brakes, fleeing the city, doing her helper badly and stealing his jeep, money and valuables, kidnapping and even shooting at the man

Having to wake up in the middle of it all, was a torture to his soul. That suffering tease that he brings upon himself, was only his to blame. Hating himself for those dirty desires he have for her. Cold morning showers became his daily routine. He couldn’t calm his heart down from the love he have for her. He felt pathetic. “I am so fucking pathetic!” he shouted.

She becomes more angry . She remembers yesterday his face covered with blood.other people was right he was a devil.If she didnt obey him will he also kill her? She becomes afraid and slips a litttle back from his grip. How can there be someone who kills without blinking his eye. Didnt he think about his family ? .

she fumed silently. *** Hailey walked around the street with a gloomy look on her face. "F**k! I shouldn't have left" she mumbled. "No, I did the right thing. How could she think of cheating me? Arghhhh! How do I start again? I can't just be jobless" she screams out in frustration. A lady walked past her, she shook her head when she saw Hailey talking alone. She thought she was crazy. "Hey, I'm not crazy, okay? I'm perfectly fine" Hailey shouted after her.

"And you really look like someone who likes dark lyrics.” I gave an innocent smile, hiding in the background any characteristic of that little monster that lurking underneath.” "What's so dark about a woman who says she's crazy about someone?” "Nothing that is good comes from someone who is obsessed with someone else," he scored wisely. "You're right," I replied, arching an eyebrow. "Obsession always ends in a tragic way.

He didn't know what she had been doing to him these days but he could see that he was loosing control. That was the last thing he wanted. He was supposed to be in control while she begged and pleaded with him. He had been the one to propose this offer in the first place, so everything about it should be his call. He was still consumed in his thoughts when he felt cold air rush against his skin. He looked down to see that his shirt was no longer on him and his pants were now at his ankle and Leila was working on drawing down his boxers. He heaved a huge sigh. He was getting addicted to her. He needed to fight this addiction before it took over his power over her and make him lost to her. Perh

Nikolai left, and it was left with Hugo and me. I walked closer to him and flicked his forehead. He hissed at me and massaged the spot. “Why do you look so distracted? Are you watching p**n on your phone or what?” “Why would I watch it when I can create it?” I gave him a tired look. “After that, you call me arrogant.” “The point of watching that shit is to get hard, right? I mean, why would I watch it when I can—” “Enough, I heard you the first time.”