Nympho

 

 

 

 

Nympho

Nympho

Jordan Silver

Copyright©2016 Jordan Silver

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I have a problem; in fact some may call it a disease. I’m not sick unto death or anything, so most people don’t see it as such. In fact they much rather look down their noses. They don’t understand; I need help just like anyone else who has an addiction. You see some people are addicted to drugs, some to food and yet others to gambling. My addiction is sex.

I don’t know how it started really I just remember by the age of eighteen I needed it all the time. I don’t just mean oh I should have sex today. No it was more serious than that. I needed it to survive. In fact that’s a lie, I think from a much younger age I used to rub myself against things to ease the itch between my thighs. But it was at eighteen when I lost my virginity to my high school sweetheart, that the beast was unleashed.

I would skip classes just to fuck and fuck all day. Poor guy couldn’t keep up with me. He ended up breaking things off because he couldn’t really satisfy my hunger and he was always afraid I would cheat. His reaction terrified me, made me hate myself, but even that didn’t cool my ardor.

I was afraid of being found out. Afraid of the finger pointing and the name-calling, so I did everything I could do distract myself. I had guys interested in me; there were always guys. But I was afraid of being let down again, of having to move from one partner to the next. You see that’s where my problem comes in. I never wanted to be a slut. Outside of these urges I’m a normal healthy young woman, but when I get that burn I can think of nothing else but fucking.

I was so very confused, there was no one to talk to, nowhere to turn. What little I found on the Internet seemed to say go for it, but how could I? It would destroy so much; I couldn’t risk it.

I had to lock myself in my room plenty of times and fuck myself with anything handy. Until I got every toy I could find to satisfy my itch. I kept Duracell and Eveready in business I’m sure as I burned through batteries at an alarming rate. Still it was never enough. I was racing against time.

Now at twenty-two it all came to a head a few months ago. My parents stepped in when I was about to lose my shit. I had to tell them before I did something stupid. When I started having fantasies of going to bars and picking up strange men to fuck me until my pussy was no longer thirsty that’s when I knew I needed help.

Mom and dad found me the doc. Now I’m not sure that this was such a good idea. Dr. Macalister is in his early thirties I think, with waves of jet-black hair. But on his right temple is the sexiest patch of silver grey hair you’ve ever seen on a man. And his eyes, he has the most intense blue green eyes. A color I’ve never seen anywhere except behind his hot as fuck glasses. I just wanted to fuck him into the ether.

My pussy is so hot as I lie on his couch. It’s been doing that a lot in the last few weeks since I’ve been coming to see him but today is the worst. “Samantha…Sam what’re you doing?”

I looked over at his desk questioningly. What does he mean what am I doing? I’m laying here listening to his voice, his sexy as sin voice that makes me think of fucking. His eyes did one of those up and down things that meant look at what I’m seeing.

Oh fuck, I had one hand in my pussy and the other had rucked up my shirt and pushed my bra cups aside so that my thirty-four Cs were on full display. Even with his eyes on me I couldn’t stop. In fact that just made me hotter. “Help me doc, please help me.” I fingered myself harder as I imagined the hunky doctor doing just that.

When he stood from his desk and headed for the door I felt a pang of disappointment and tears stung my eyes. But he didn’t leave; he turned the lock in the door and turned back to me. He removed his tie, then his jacket and shirt and fuck if he wasn’t hot as fuck under that three thousand dollar suit.

I wanted to lick his abs and that’s just what I did, as soon as he drew close enough I got to my knees and licked and sucked the skin over his rock hard abs. I bit his cock through the material of his trousers and hummed in my throat at the length. Oh yes, my head swam with thoughts of what he could do with that thing. I fought his belt and zipper and took him into my mouth before his pants and silk boxers had even hit the floor.

“Ummm.” I cried now for a different reason. It had been so long since I’d fucked anything but silicone. I’d worn my pussy out trying to satisfy it but nothing was better than the real thing. And though my only experience had been with a boy I knew that having cock was better than anything else.

“Please doc.” I laid back against the couch and spread my legs begging without words. I opened my pussy for him as he studied me with those intense eyes. He removed his glasses before kneeling between my thighs. He studied my pussy for a long time before his tongue came out and he licked hard and deep. “Yes, fuck, eat my pussy.” I pulled his head deeper into my cunt. I wanted it all.

He ate pussy like he was going to be quizzed on this shit when he was done. Thoroughly. I cried and moaned and pleaded until he climbed up my frame and slid that cock home. Yes, this is just what I needed, what I’d been searching for all my life. His cock didn’t just fill me. It stuffed my pussy till there was no room left. He hit places inside me I didn’t even know I had.

“Yeah yeah yeah yeah, fuck my pussy doc.” He put his hand over my mouth and I licked his salty flesh. That too made me hotter. Everything was making me hot. My flesh felt like it would melt, my breathing was erratic and my pulse was running away. The only place I felt good was between my thighs and that place deep inside that he was touching with what had to be at least twelve inches of cock. I should know, I’ve had eight inches by five in there and it did me no good.

My eyes rolled back in my head at the thought that I’d finally found what I needed. “Open your eyes, look at me. I want you to know who’s inside you.” My eyes flew open because the doc was sounding very un-doc-like. His face was a mask of determined beauty, like that of a fallen angel. But his body felt like sin as he pulled all that goodness out of me and brought it home again. I felt a sharp smack to my ass when my eyes closed involuntarily, and my pussy gushed. She’d found a new game.

“Keep them open.” Why was the sound of his gruff voice so intoxicating? And the feel of his rough hand, as he rubbed the sting from my flesh? “What are you…?”

“Shhh, I did not give you permission to speak?” I’d been about to ask him where he was going because he’d pulled out of me, but when he rolled me over on the couch all thought left me. My belly burned with anticipation and when I felt his hand between my legs, spreading me open for his fingers I almost wept. He fingered me until I was climbing the back of the hard leather couch, my juices dripping down, staining the wine colored seats. “Bend.” Who could resist? I bent double over the back of the couch with his hand in my back and neck guiding me.

I’d never been eaten out from behind before, never knew it could be better. His tongue felt twice as long and thick as he put it to good use deep inside my thirsty pussy. “Yes, yes, yes…” My screams were loud in the locked room as he ate me with a growl. I rode his face as he shoved his thumbs into my virgin ass holding me in place. “Cum in my mouth.” He blew air into my pussy before attacking my clit and then shoving his tongue back inside me. I came as hard as I ever had, and when he stood behind me and grabbed my hips I pushed my ass back to help his entrance. I was in heat plain and simple, my pussy had taken over and I was just along for the ride.

“Oh fuck doc…” He went really deep on that one, lifting me off my knees.

“Damien, my name is Damien, say it.” That growl in his throat sounded almost inhuman, what had I unleashed? His teeth in my neck, was more predatory than anything I’d ever experienced, and when he fucked into me as he bit down into my flesh fainted.

“Uh-uh, wake up.” He pinched my nipple until it was red and hard before sucking it into his mouth and nibbling, with his head bent under my raised arm. That’s when I knew I was in trouble. He never stopped moving inside me and I wondered how he was able to contort his six two frame in such a way. I needn’t have worried about his dexterity, as he proved when he pulled out once again and lifted me onto his cock with my legs over his arms.

I barely had time to make out the curve in his cock and the ring he wore at the very tip. My pussy breathed, that’s the only way I can describe the in and out motion she made just before she was filled to the brim again. He slammed that pole inside me as he stood in the middle of the room with my ass in his hands and fucked up into me hard and fast. Somehow he was rubbing my clit against the ridge of his cock and I was never so happy in my life.

“So good, don’t stop.” I blubbered something else but have no idea what, and was too far gone to care.

“Give me your tongue.” Something about his voice was doing strange things to me. It was as if there was a direct link from his lungs to my pussy. Each word reverberated through my clit and echoed deep inside me. The look in his eyes was mesmerizing. I couldn’t look away. He could’ve asked anything of me right then and I wouldn’t have complained.

When he lifted me off his length I started to protest, but his hand in my hair pushing me down to my knees in front of him held me back. “Suck my cock.” My heart raced in my chest at the forceful way he spoke. How could he know when I never had a clue? I was only too happy to comply with his every wish, but… I looked up at him in misery and he understood.

“Poor baby, you can finger yourself while you suck me off, but from now on you may only do that when I tell you to, understood?” I nodded my head in agreement as I shoved three fingers in my wet snatch and licked the pre-cum and pussy juice off his rod. “Ummm.” I made that hungry sound before taking his fat cockhead with the piercing onto my tongue to make love to it. I loved everything about this moment.

The way his hand pulled too tight in my hair, the way he fucked my mouth like he was between my thighs, but I especially liked the masterful way he told me what to do. ‘Take me into your throat.” It wasn’t easy, he was big and I hadn’t had much practice sucking cock, I never had enough control for that. But him denying my burning pussy added to the pleasure. He fucked into my throat hard, making my eyes tear up.

“Eyes on mine.” He wasn’t looking anything like the doctor my parents had introduced me to weeks ago, as he pulled his shirt open sending buttons flying. My fingers went into overdrive when the tattoo on his chest came into view. I never knew they could me so stimulating, but it seemed everything about him had a tremendous affect on me. “Lay on your back and spread for me.”