The Nympho Diaries

Stay for a while

I can hear my ragged breathing as I wait in my 2018 Toucan. My skin prickles with anxiety yet the excitement is still very present. A grey Pitbull stares at me through my windshield while wagging her tail happily as she recognizes me, even in the dark. I always loved his dog. She has always been friendly.

I am currently sitting in my vehicle building my courage to see him.

Who is he? You may ask.

Well, he is my demise. My lethal addiction. My latest obsession. I met him a few months back on a dating app. We immediately hit it off. He called me everyday and we'd talk for hours no matter where we were. I was sure that this infatuation would've fizzled out, but I was wrong. My obsession grew as well as my feelings for him. He's confident which comes off as cocky, he's much older than me but I never cared about that. His hazel eyes are captivating as well as his laugh. His smell is intoxicating as well as is soft pink lips.

"Obsession" I whisper to myself.

I turn up my music as I start to feel a bit dizzy. I've had a few too many. It's been ages since I drank like this, and it's made me a bit irrational. Which is why I am currently at his house. I finally get the courage to call him as I am pretty sure that he's aware there's someone in his driveway since drunk me drives like a maniac out of fast and furious. His phone rings...

Once

Twice

"Good evening"

I melt into my seat as I hear his melodic voice.

"Hi... It's me" I bite my lip nervously. "I... I'm outside"

"I know." He laughs "Do you plan on coming out?"

I laugh breathlessly.

He wants me.

"Yes, just give me a minute" I hung up quickly and take off my undergarments. I threw them in the back seat and get out, locking my doors behind me. I won't lie and say I got out gracefully because I didn't. But there he was, waiting for me under his porch light. Walking up to him with a broad smile, I greet him.

"Hi"

"Get inside" he says without looking at me.

I frown and quickly comply. I stumble up the stairs and through his front door. I kick off the shoes as he closes the door. I turn around to look at him, but he stops me.

"Walk straight ahead. You'll see the bedroom on your left. Go"' He orders.

I take another deep breath as annoyance courses through my veins. I do as he commands. Once we're in the bedroom I turn around to look at him.

"I still hate you" I reassure him.

He chuckles darkly.

"So do I" he stalks at me.

He kisses me softly at first. I melt into him as I've been craving this man like a bee needs honey. Desperately. It almost hurts to be able to feel him after so long. His hands cup my face and then trails down my body. His hands graze over my breasts as he realizes I'm not wearing a bra. He then proceeds to grab my ass greedily. I'm not wearing panties either.

"Shit" He hisses, breaking the kiss "Oh shit... Where's the rest of your clothes?"

"In the Jeep" I whisper desperately.

He pulls my dress over my head and shoves me unto the bed.

"You're drunk" he says distastefully.

"I know"