Writings about nymph (2)
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Nympho Next Door (1)

Submitted by on May 11, 2018 (11 days ago)
Posted in Story: True Story, Tagalog | Categories: First Time, Romance | Tags: , , , ,

I’ve had this dummy facebook account for a year now. I use it for anonymity as a writer, as a person committed to the value of sex, as a nymphomaniac. I use it to prey on guys I can use for sex, I can call when I need a fuck. But the truth is, all I ever wanted is not to sleep alone at night, all I ever needed was to be with someone I can connect with. Living alone in Manila has its perks, youre your own bachelor, you go do whatever you want, whenever you want!

But it gets lonely. You arrive home lucky from traffic at 8, if hapless at midnight, you’ve had an exhausting day, you open your door, it’s a dark and empty room. You’ve had so much from the day and you just wanna have someone to talk about it, to agree with how crazy people are! How millennials are so entitled! How you cannot joke around about a ngongo or an unano because one twat that isn’t ngongo or unano will get offended! Someone to greet you, to kiss, to hug, to exist in your 50sqm empty room.. but it’s all air and boxes, papers and drawers.

Tapos kumulo yung tyan mo, gutom ka pero ayaw mo magluto para sa isang tao, because it is gonna get so fucking messy sa maliit mong kusina and it is just too much to do, too much to clean for a meal for 1. So you decide to grab 1 chilimansi pancit canton to eat. 1 PANCIT CANTON EATEN BY 1 PERSON, tangina, ang lungkot non. Yung sarap ng pancit canton nasa pagaagawan don sa mas seasoned na parte ng pancit, tapos ikaw kakainin mo pati yung hindi...

Accidentally in Paradise

Submitted by on July 4, 2014 (3 years ago)
Posted in Story: Fiction, English | Categories: Group Sex, Toys and Masturbation | Tags: , , ,


Well away from the casinos and bright lights of Nevada’s urban centers you’ll find the Bald Oasis Hospital. It would be a strange place for a hospital, if it really was a hospital, but it’s more of a place where people go for sexual therapy – even just sex. It’s far off the beaten track, partly for legal reasons, and few people ever pass by accidentally, they are normally responding to advertisements on the internet.

For avid biker Brian Fielding nowhere was out of the way. He’d crossed the Andes, the Sahara Desert and the Russian Tundra on his bike and so a trip through the semi-arid desert of Nevada was child’s play. Or so he thought.

Temperatures were hovering around 120 degrees the day he rode towards the Bald Oasis and he was beginning to feel quite ill. When his vision became blurred even tough guy Brian knew when he should stop and rest.

The building was visible for several miles although he had no idea what it was. He made his way slowly towards it feeling more nauseous every minute but he made it and was quite surprised when he discovered it was a hospital.

Brian went through the first door he came to just hoping to find a cool place to sit down and relax but he didn’t remember another thing until he came to in bed. It was a private room and so there was no one to ask what had happened but he was feeling OK and decided to climb out of bed but at the exact same mom...