Sussy Man Novels & Stories

"What the hell?!" I yell at the strange dude. When I look up my eyes widen a little at this sexy tattooed god in front of me. I quickly put a blank stare on my face as I notice the guy smirking at me. "I see you're new here sweetheart." I roll my eyes and sarcastically say "No shit Sherlock. What gave you that idea?" As I go to walk around him he grabs ahold of my arm and pulls me back towards him. " What the hell are you doing?! Take your hands off of me!" I aggressively say to him with a glare. In the process of trying to pull myself free i didn't notice how close we were til I felt his nose trailing down my neck. " Mmm sweetheart you smell amazing. Relax I'm not going to hurt you to do an

I sit on the couch and he sits beside me then shows me a contract on the coffee table. "I'll show you the contract but I need to tell you something before you decide anything," he says as he leans back against the couch. "Okay Master," I say and wait for him to start talking. "I'm only allowed to take you as my sub if I'm honest about myself. You can say no if you don't want me to be your Master when I've told you. I'm diagnosed with antisocial personality disorder. Which means I don't feel empathy or remorse for anyone. I see myself as the most important person in my life which is why Marcus doesn't think I can be a good Master," he says carefully. I frown as his words register.

Finally, the message arrived. “Dear valued customer, hello. Your Succubus is not malfunctioning, nor is he ill. He is simply extremely hungry and needs you. Not food, but you. This includes, but is not limited to, kissing, hugging, and any form of… intimate energy exchange. Wishing you a pleasant experience!” I froze, my fingers shaking. I read the message again. And again. The words, simple and clear, had a weight I couldn't ignore. Hungry. He needed me. Me. Not food in the usual way, but something more than basic, more intimate, more wonderfully scary??

Hussain Hosseini 25 years old, Billionaire. Moody psycho, sex-maniac, bipolar devilishly handsome who is 6 ft 4. His predatory steel grey orbs hypnotize every girl. He loves to dominate in every aspect of his life. If any girl catches his eye, he makes sure to get her in his bed on that same night. He is the sex maniac to the extent that if any girl refuses to get intimate with him then he doesn't hesitate to rape her. Every single night, he takes a different girl to his bed. He is not at all trustworthy. One mistake of trusting him and he will snatch everything away from you.

sound, followed by a greasy man's voice: "What's wrong little baby, want to buy clothes and bags again, or want money and cars? Be a good boy and come back with me, big brother is happy, I can give you my life." Marisa Miller forced to hold back the desire to vomit, but the surface does not dare to show the slightest dislike, but soft and honeyed flirtation with the man, suddenly the topic changed, said: "I am full of you, out to play do not forget to help you search for beautiful women. This is not, just now I found a super beautiful, big breasts and long legs, and noble temperament, absolutely to your liking." The man is lustful, managing his men with determination, but as soon as he sees

When Suzie arrived at the inner room, the first thing she saw was a man's back. The man's back was broad. He has long legs and a nice ass. He looked like a young man from behind. Was this Mr. Linton? Although it was only from behind, he looked hot. No wonder, Reyna fell for him. The man must have felt her stares. He turned around. Suzie: "...!" "...You are?" The voice of the man was monotonous but...sound young. Right. The man in front of Suzie was young. Too young than she expected him to be.

At those words, I sit up, giddy to hear all the juicy tale. "Achilles is something else. The way he fucks me like he's a maestro. I nearly cried at one point. He's so sweet, so gentle. Making sure we get into a conversation about our preferences. Transactional. I enjoyed every moment. It's hard to come by men like that. A lot of them are self-absorbed and only hustle for their orgasm. But Achilles did more than that. Damn." I see emotions swirling in Susan's eyes as she speaks. That's when I know how gone she is. She's smitten by Achilles and I don't know if it's a good thing or not. Anyway, I feel happy for her.

After brushing his knuckles lightly down my cheek, he backed away, returning to his phone call. “Now, that man is hot,” Susan said with more gusto than I’d heard from her in weeks. “I’d do him.” “I thought you hated men,” Melissa told her. “Although he is one sexy dude.” Susan laughed. “Not to fuck. I could fuck one all night long if some asshole could keep up with me.” “He’s a jerk,” I added in. But I knew I’d been a teensy tiny bit harsh on him. He looked back once and I purposely looked away.

It was the first time I have seen him nervous. The man chuckled, "Ever the blunt one my son? And who's this beauty with you?" His eyes gazed upon me and I couldn't help but cringe. Not because he reeked of bourbon but because he exuded the same aura as my grandfather: manipulative and controlling. He was the type of man that I don't want to be associated with, he would do nothing but crumple you to pieces.

He chuckled and said, "Miss Su, I'm sincerely praising you. You're the most beautiful one tonight." As he spoke, he reached out to touch Jessica's face. Jessica stepped back and frowned at the man. "Boss Zhou, you are drunk." The man laughed. His hand missed and he slowly withdrew it, but he continued walking forward. He said, "Miss Su, I heard that you broke off your engagement with the Qis. Don't be sad. Although I can't compare to Thomas, I have a lot of money on hand." "If you follow me, I will definitely be loyal to you."