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.
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
Drugged and deceived, she bore a child amidst tragedy-her son, falsely declared dead at birth. Fueled by the agony, she disappeared, only to return years later with both her daughter and an adopted son, driven by an unyielding desire for revenge against those who had wronged her and her late mother. The plot takes an unexpected twist when the haunting truth surfaces: her son is alive, and his father is a powerful CEO.
When they were kids, Derek saved Norah's life. Years later, after Derek ended up in a vegetative state from a car crash, Norah married him without a second thought and even used her medical knowledge to heal him. For two years, Norah was devoted, seeking his affection and looking to settle her life-saving debt. But when Derek's first love returned, Norah, faced with divorce, didn't hesitate to sign. Despite being labeled as forsaken, few knew of her true talents. She was a race car driver, a famed designer, a genius hacker, and a renowned doctor. Regretting his decision, Derek begged for her forgiveness. Just then, a charming CEO intervened, embracing Norah and declaring, "Back off! She's my wife!" Taken aback, Norah blurted out, "What did you say?"
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
After a passionate night, Verena left some money and wanted to leave, but was held by her companion. "Isn't it your turn to make me happy?" Verena, always disguising herself as ugly, slept with her fiance's uncle, Darren, in order to escape her engagement with her unfaithful fiance. Darren had respect and admiration. Word of his romantic escapades circulated, some saying they saw him kissing a lady against a wall and others calling it gossip. Who could ever tame Darren's heart? Then, shockingly, Darren was caught bending down to help Verena with her shoes, all to score a kiss from her!
“Gabriel Bryce, how can you stand being so shameless?” Leonica asked, staring daggers at her atrocious husband and his mistress. “This is the house gifted to my by grandmother, yet you dare bring another woman into it? Aren’t you afraid that grandmother would be disappointed with you actions…?” Leonica’s words remained unfinished as an enraged Gabriel swung his hand through the air, smacking his palm clean on her left cheek. Leonica held her throbbing cheek, eyes wide and teary as she stared at her husband who glared down at her ferociously. “The nerves of you to mention my grandmother. You have no right to do so!” He spat, taking a step forward and jabbing his index finger painfully into her shoulder, making her take several steps back. “Bare this in mind, Leonica Romero, if not for the wishes of my late grandmother, I’d much rather be dead than associate myself with somebody like you.” *~*~* *~*~* Leonica Romero has always had a long time crush on Gabriel Bryce, CEO of Bryce Empire and Norway’s Business tyrant. Fortunately, at the request of his Ill grandmother, her family’s long time friend, Leonica gets the chance to marry her beloved. Feeling elated, she abandoned her position and dream job in the Romero household and becomes a humble housewife for Gabriel. However, Three years later, on the day of Gabriel’s grandmother’s funeral, Leonica is stunned speechless when he demands for a divorce, as his ex girlfriend Angelina Fernandez had suddenly returned, proclaiming her undying love for him. But that wasn’t the only shock Leonica received that day. Hours after Gabriel’s declaration for a divorce, Leonica wakes up in the hospital to a shocking news. She was two months pregnant. And Gabriel knew nothing about this!