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Raised in a world where her parents are always away on business trips, she was free to live recklessly from her teenage years onward. With no one around to set boundaries, she dives headfirst into a life of wild indulgence, driven by the need for freedom and thrill. SEX CHRONICLES follows the journey of a young woman who lives on her own terms, indulging in every temptation that comes her way. It's a raw, unfiltered exploration of a life lived recklessly, where love, lust, and consequences are tangled together in a world of unrestrained passion.
My name is COY SCARLETT SMITH.
My parents and everyone around me call me Coy. I am a girl child out of the two children my parents gave birth to.My brother, Rey Richard Smith, was taken to boarding school immediately after he entered junior high school. I was left alone at home. We had a young housekeeper called Martins.He had been our housekeeper for five years before Rey went to school.
My parents don't stay at home. They come home once a year. They're both well-known business tycoons. They're always away from home, and this makes me bored each time after coming back from school. I don't even care at all about them not being at home when I was in primary school, but now I feel that I need them closer.
I went to a business school, so everything being taught is all about business. No fun activities or any fun trips.My friends in other schools always texted me about different activities in their school each month, but that won't happen in my school.
I told my parents that I want to change schools and that I needed a school where there will be fun activities since I can go to business school at the university, but they never agreed. They always told me the earlier the better.
I have friends from different countries on my Snapchat, and whenever I asked them what I can do, they always referred me to different games. I had wanted to finish all the games I was introduced to.They were so fun, and I was engaged.
One day in my year 2 as a junior in high school, I suddenly became bored again. I first thought it was puberty, but I couldn't handle it. I don't talk to any of my classmates in high school because none of their parents is richer than my parent, so I was such a feisty bitch.
I posted on my Snap that I needed more fun games, and a friend told me to watch porn videos so that I won't be bored again. She sent me some links too that I might need after and when I checked them. They contained different tips on how to have fun with myself and where to buy sex toys.
I was shocked and confused by my friend's suggestion. I had never considered watching porn or using sex toys before, and I wasn't sure if I was ready for that. But at the same time, I was desperate for something to take my mind off my boredom and loneliness.
I decided to explore the links my friend had sent me, and I was surprised by what I found. The websites were full of explicit content, and I felt both fascinated and scared. I didn't know if I was doing the right thing, but I was curious, and I wanted to learn more.
As I delved deeper into the world of online porn and sex toys, I began to realise that it is fun and worthy of my time.
After so many weeks of secretly watching the porn in my room. I couldn't hide it again, so I always put on my earphones and watched whenever I was in our mansion. Since we only have Martins at home, and he dares not question me.
I changed to another phase where I needed to start practicing all that I had been watching. I started by ordering a mini bullet vibrator as the instructor in the video had said.I took the chance and ordered different sizes of vibrators, pussy clicks, pussy suckers, nipple suckers, and different sizes of dildos.
Due to some delays, my order took more than the speculated time to arrive. It had been three weeks already, and I had yet to receive them, so my mind went to a tiny candle.
I set my room to match the mood that I was in. I put on my galaxy light to show 3D stars and the moon in my huge room. I took off my clothes, and I was naked. I sat on my bed, tilted my head backward to the bed frame.I raised my booty with a pillow.
I put the candle on my clitoris and I started moving it in a different motion while watching lesbian porn because it was my favorite. I'm fascinated by two girls enjoying themselves. I felt a tickling sensation in my life.
I was enjoying myself so much that I thought I had left this word. I couldn't fathom what the feelings were, as it was my first time. I just knew I felt high, like I'm drugged, and my eyes are wide open and rolling. I opened my mouth wide, and saliva was dripping off my mouth.
At some point I felt my pussy was so wet.I felt so high that I was moving the candle around my clitoris so fast, and it was so deeply sweet. I enjoyed myself the best that day, but I couldn't last for two minutes, maybe because it was my first time.
I slept off that night, and I woke up at 10:00 am in the morning. What the fuck? I couldn't believe myself. I had insomnia because of my boredom, but I just slept for so long. I felt alive and good.
My phone buzzed with a message. I checked it, and it was a message from the courier service. My goods have arrived. I jumped up and rushed into the bathroom. I was humming so high with joy while dancing.This has never happened before.
I told Martins I needed to step out that I had goods to receive from the courier. I went and came back quickly because the courier office isn't far from our house in the estate, so I just trekked. I am so happy to receive my toys that I walked as fast as my leg could carry me.
Immediately I got home, I rushed into the room, and I made sure I locked my door at the back. I knew Martins would be suspecting me by now because the kind of happiness I displayed that day had never happened to me before.
I started unboxing my toys one by one; everything felt so real and good. I assembled them the way I wanted to start using them in my closet.I ordered food, and I stood in my room all day watching porn. At this time I am already obsessed.I even joined a club where pornos are dropped countless times in a day.
I couldn't wait till the night, so I brought out my JBL speaker to play good music while I took off my clothes. I arranged my best position and I put on my bullet vibrator. This baby is called small but might be because it has 10 different vibrations.Just target your clitoris, and you're good to go. I placed the bullet on my clitoris, and I shivered immediately.
This vibrator took me to an extreme mood I haven't experienced in my life.I felt so good, and my bitchy pussy was so meaty and wet. I used the bullet vibrator throughout my year 2 as a junior in high school. I mastered the 10 vibrations from lasting in masturbation from 2 minutes to 10 minutes and 20 minutes. Before I got promoted to year 3, I was able to last for an hour.
The bullet vibrator couldn't satisfy me at the beginning of my third year, so I changed my pleasure game to a big-head vibrator, pussy sucker, and hammer dildo.
The pussy sucker is a bastard who was good at his job. The baby sucked and licked my clitoris to the inside of my pussy. I could go 2-3 hours watching porn while I'm just being sucked in, especially when I was watching lesbian porn.
One day, I decided to switch to gay porno; that's when I knew ass can be fucked really good too. I was scared to go into my pussy with a dildo because I've never had real sex, and I thought it might be painful, but I just went for it anyway. I mounted my mini dildo to the wall and put lubricant on it, and then immediately I sat on it, and it just went in. I felt a sharp pain, but it wasn't as bad as I had thought. Then I didn't see any blood, so I guess my excessive cumming when I was still using a vibrator had made me a no virgin.
I got really good while using the dildo, and I kept changing the size, and I was able to take in real dick without being scared. "But who is going to fuck me?". My mind went to Martins, and I strolled down to his room at the end of the mansion, and I heard a huge groaning from Martin's room.
I peeped through the peephole, and I saw Martins masturbating. I was enjoying his hand movement and his big dick. I rested on the door, and the door opened. I fell down into the room. Martins was shocked.
Ivory had a night of passion with her step-brother, Leo, on the eve of her father's wedding. She believes her secret was safe. The next Monday, a scandal breaks out that puts her father's shares and position in jeopardy, so she was persuaded to marry Leo to save the family reputation. Weeks later, Ivory's father dies mysteriously, and her world is turned upside down which raises a dark and very dangerous reality. With her life turned into something she never wanted or expected. Will she unravel the mystery behind her father's demise and find a way to reclaim life?
When Owen Wraxall returns to Los Angeles, his focus is on finding his long-lost twin, but fate introduces him to Ophelia Loxley, a young woman desperate to reclaim her family's former status. Their whirlwind romance culminates in a marriage meant to heal old wounds, but instead, it opens new ones. As betrayal poisons their union, Owen and Ophelia become entangled in a dangerous web of lies, manipulation, and power struggles. In a city where wealth hides corruption and love teeters on the edge of destruction, Ophelia must confront her past while Owen wrestles with the demons driving his cruelty. When buried secrets resurface and the shadows of their choices threaten to consume them, both must ask: Is redemption possible, or is the cost of truth too steep to bear? In When Love Turned Sour, love isn't the savior-it's the battlefield.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”