Chapter 10 – The dirtier, the better! A less ordinary wedding
‘Oh, your cock tastes so good!’
‘Don’t stop….’
‘Oh, your cock tastes so good!’
‘Don’t stop….’
‘Hi honey! I know this is gonna sound insane, but I am getting married…again! This time I am going to marry a hot MACHO from Spain, who loves tattoos as much as I do! He is actually your age…
Saturday was a great day! I managed somehow to lower my crazy sex drive by having sex in the elevator with a complete stranger, and to spice up the rest of the day, I spent a couple of hours…
The last lesson I have learned is that there is no harder battle to fight against, than the one against myself. A high libido can cause more problems that anyone could imagine.
Boys whom I fucked only after a couple of minutes of knowing each other, took me as the greatest bless sent by God. How do you call ‘a damn hot girl who comes into your store…
My husband is loco, I tell you girl! He wants sex almost every night.
Mine too. What are they, nymphomaniacs or something?
Being a nymphomaniac is a full-time job. Body’s needs are even stronger than your rationality, leading you to weird situations and sometimes bad decisions.
Her favorite chocolates, a bottle of champagne, sexy lingerie…yes, this is all. I head straight to the cash register, to pay for my stuff. Suddenly…a black angel from the sky appears right in front of me!
My heart is beating faster and my cheeks are burning! I know I might sound like a freak but…this seller has an incredible moustache that turns me on!
Sickness kills the passion! Nobody looks forward to going to the hospital and being seen by a doctor. When the doctor is a gynecologist, things get even more complicated.
‘How is he/she going to see my pussy? What if she/he sticks something inside and is gonna hurt?’ Even if you have already visited the gynecologist several times, the idea of having someone between your legs is quite shiver giving and horror-drama. But not for a nympho.
My coworkers are doing their jobs, in front of their computers. The atmosphere is so quiet, as nothing could disturb them. Some of them look into empty, others are focused on reading useless pdf articles, written by bored people, to bore other people.
It’s 9 o’clock in the morning and I feel a little dizzy. My boss just arrived.
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