Prego, Nympho

By Priscilla Laster

"I hate that there's a double standard when it comes to sex partners between men and women. I mean seriously, if a dude sleeps with every bitch on planet Earth, he's a pimp. If a woman sleeps with more than five men, she's a ho. That's all a bunch of bullshit in my opinion. Just because I love to fuck with all different types of men, doesn't mean I'm a ho'. I just love being pleasured...."

• Language: English
• Publisher: Priscilla Laster
• Release date: Jul 10, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310017773

Priscilla Laster

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Book preview

Introduction

I hate that there's a double standard when it comes to sex partners between men and women. I mean seriously, if a dude sleeps with every bitch on planet Earth, he's a pimp. If a woman sleeps with more than five men, she's a ho. That's all a bunch of bullshit in my opinion. Just because I love to fuck with all different types of men, doesn't mean I'm a ho; I just love being pleasured.

Plain and simple: There's nothing wrong with a good fuck (that's what I tell each and every person who labels me as a ho, loose-booty, bop, tramp, heifer, home-wrecker, and everything else I have been called over the years.) I know you wonder, What does this chick look like? I'll describe each and every part of myself to you. Let me start with the basics. I'm currently twenty-seven years old and my name is Renae', short for Renada (yeah, I know it may sound ghetto.) I'm 5'4 tall and 137 lbs. to be exact. My skin is the color of melted caramel. Yeah, I'm a redbone or whatever you wanna' call it. I have reddish-brown wavy hair that touches my collar bone. My eyes are dark green with golden colored accents (thanks to my gramma.) I have a baby face with pouty lips and a small button-nose. My eyes are almond-shaped and I have long thick eyelashes. One of my best facial features are my deep dimples. Okay, enough about my face. I have the most beautiful set of twins on this earth. Men can't get enough of my 36D breasts. My nipples are milk chocolate-colored and thick. My areolas are quite small. Oh yeah, I almost forgot; my left nipple is pierced and I have a barbell in it. Matter of fact, I have two other piercings. My navel is pierced as well as the nape of my neck. I have a flat stomach, a round ass (also known as an onion booty"), and thick caramel colored thighs.

Chapter 1

It was a hot Friday afternoon. I didn't have a job at the time, and I was bored to death. There wasn't anything on TV and I didn't feel like doing any activity that included me lifting a single finger. My phone rang around three that afternoon. It was my cousin Rodney. He told me that he wanted me to come over and braid his hair. I really didn't feel like it but I needed the money. Rodney was eighteen or so at the time. Despite our age difference, we got along really well. He always knew how to make me laugh. I got up and took a quick shower. After showering, I rummaged through my closet