Chronicles of a Nymphomaniac

I am a 20-something lady who can’t live without sex. But I don’t masturbate. How profound!

Words cannot describe how nymphomaniac I am until I get to talk to my best friend, Nadia who had experienced the same problem (rather the same kind of excitement towards sex). She told me that she was once molested by her cousins when she was 5. Her favorite cousin even tried to rape her when she was in 12 and she saw how her father ate her sister’s pussy when she was 15. She started touching herself when she saw how her sister moaned as she asked they’re father to put his crotch on her tight hole. She told me she was screaming, she couldn’t help but imagine her father’s cock on her sweet pussy.

Since then, she played with herself every night, even blackmailed her sister to buy her a vibrator, having sex on phones and broke her cherry at the age of 16.

Is this normal?

I looked at my pictures and remembered how cute I was when I was on my childhood days. My mom would always dress me with sexy summer dresses, with pigtails and all that. Everybody admired me; I am everybody’s apple in the eye.

I remember after school, I would always play with my friends until night time. We used to live in a small subdivision with row of houses, these houses looked just as same, but there are dark places which I now realize that’s not suitable for kids. And there was hide-and-seek, the game that made me hide my desire for the opposite sex, and seek for someone who can satisfy my urge.

One night, I was playing with my friends when I decided to hide in that dark place and a friend named Jay followed me. He was 15, I think. I leaned on the wall, hoping not to be caught and he was standing in front of me and held me like some kind of an old brother. Being the naive that I was, I even asked him “This place is so dark Don’t you think we should go now?” He whispered, “Don’t worry; I’ll take care of you.”

I overheard my friends that its time to start a new game but he wasn’t letting me out. And then I felt something out of the leg of his shorts, he was rubbing it on my flower. I was shocked but I managed to look at his face, and I could sense that he was staring at me all along. He did that on purpose! I got scared and ran away inside our house, I never told anyone but I knew it felt good. There was something in me that was unleashed but was scared to ask out. I was only 9 years old.

I was in 4th grade when I saw this tape in my dad’s cabinet. It was a long and boring day and nobody’s home so I played it, thinking it might help me get some sleep. And there, a sex video of my mom and dad – having 69, fucking each other and ended with my mom eating his load. I never thought Dad’s tool could be that BIG. And so I went to the bathroom and started touching myself. It was my first masturbation, but I knew I would never enjoy it for I easily get tired. And so I put on the hose, turned the water on and aimed my clit. I never thought this would feel good so I kept going until I could no longer hold my breath. My body was shaking and then I released the first cum that made a woman out of me.

I was in first year high school when I my mom asked me to run an errand for her. While on my way, a car stopped by and asked me some directions. Hey, I am trying to be helpful here so I didn’t mind when he asked me to show him the directions and offered me a ride. I didn’t hesitate since I thought he was nice. While on our way, (I forgot the exact details) but he said he was a doctor and offered to give me a free check-up IN THE CAR. Since I was new to this, I let him recline my seat and started massaging me down there. I knew it felt good until he finally decided to stop over and see if he could fuck me. I was completely numb that time. I didn’t know this would have so much effect on me.

To be continued…