men will literally encourage female hypersexuality until it stops benefiting them personally. then suddenly it becomes pathology, degradation, daddy issues, lack of self-respect, trauma, etc. they’ll consume sexualized women constantly, glorify them, fantasize about them, profit off them, even build entire cultures around them. but the second a woman embodies that sexuality too openly, too honestly, or outside of male control, she’s “damaged” now. like suddenly the thing they were rewarding becomes proof there’s something wrong with her like what?
Free Use!Clark who never says no to his girlfriend, no matter when or where she needs him. He’s always ready, always gentle, and always completely obsessed with how much she wants him.
Nympho!Reader who is utterly addicted to Clark Kent — his voice, his hands, his dick, the way he looks at her like she’s the only thing in the world. You can’t go more than a few hours without touching him, and he loves it.
700+ words of: free use kink, implied consent (cnc?), nympho reader, hcs, implied anal, cockwarming, face riding, exhibitionism, somnophilia, pwop, theyre freaky
ck x nympho!reader fic here
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Free Use!Clark who wakes up every morning to you already grinding on his thigh or sucking him under the sheets. He just groans softly, puts his hands on your hips, and lets you use his body however you need while he’s still half-asleep, voice raspy as he murmurs, “Good morning, sweetheart… take what you want.”
Nympho!Reader who gets wet the second Clark walks through the door after patrol. You’ll meet him in the hallway, drop to your knees, and pull his suit down just enough to get him in your mouth, moaning around him like you’ve been starving for hours.
Free Use!Clark who is more than happy to let you ride his face while he’s trying to read the newspaper. He’ll just set the paper aside, lie back on the couch, and hold your hips down so you can grind against his tongue until you’re shaking and soaking his chin.
Nympho!Reader who sends him filthy texts while he’s at work. Pictures of your fingers buried inside yourself with the caption “hurry home, I need you.” Clark has to excuse himself to the bathroom more than once because of how hard you make him.
Free Use!Clark who will fuck you bent over the kitchen counter while you’re trying to make dinner. You’ll be stirring sauce and suddenly his big hands are on your hips, sliding your panties to the side and pushing into you slow and deep while he kisses your neck and whispers, “Don’t stop cooking, baby. I’ve got you.”
Nympho!Reader who loves waking him up in the middle of the night by sinking down on his dick. Clark just moans sleepily, hands finding your waist as you ride him in the dark, his voice low and wrecked: “Couldn’t wait till morning, huh?”
Free Use!Clark who lets you crawl into his lap during movie night and cockwarm him the entire film. He’ll wrap his arms around you, chin on your shoulder, occasionally thrusting up when he knows you’re getting impatient, murmuring praise in your ear the whole time.
Nympho!Reader who gets off on the fact that Clark is Superman. You beg him to keep the cape on sometimes while he fucks you, clinging to the red fabric as he fucks you against the wall, super strength keeping you pinned exactly where he wants you.
Free Use!Clark who has bent you over his desk in the barn, in the back of his truck, in the shower, on the stairs, and once — very carefully — in the sky. He indulges every single craving you have without hesitation.
Nympho!Reader who gets dripping wet when Clark does mundane things — chopping wood shirtless, fixing the fence, wearing those gray sweatpants. You’ll walk up behind him, press yourself against his back, and beg him to take you right there in the yard.
Free Use!Clark who never makes you feel embarrassed for how much you need him. If you crawl into his lap during dinner and start grinding on him, he just pushes his plate aside, lifts you onto the table, and eats you out until you’re crying his name.
Nympho!Reader who loves being passed out from exhaustion only to wake up to Clark gently fucking you again because you whispered his name in your sleep and started rubbing against him.
Free Use!Clark who will pick you up, wrap your legs around his waist, and fuck you slow and deep while walking through the house like it’s nothing. He’ll carry you from the living room to the bedroom without ever pulling out, kissing you the whole way.
Nympho!Reader who keeps a butt plug in sometimes just so Clark can pull it out and replace it with his dick whenever he wants — though he usually ends up indulging you instead because you’re so desperate for him.
Free Use!Clark who finds you in the laundry room folding clothes and immediately bends you over the vibrating washing machine. He slides into you from behind while the spin cycle rattles hard against your chest, the intense shaking pressing right against your sensitive nipples as he fucks you deep and steady.
Nympho!Reader who can’t even pretend to focus on the laundry once Clark starts thrusting — moaning loudly as the machine’s vibrations buzz against your tits while his thick length stretches you open, coming harder because of the relentless shaking on your nipples.
Free Use!Clark who looks at his obsessed, insatiable girlfriend with nothing but pure love and lust in his eyes, because nothing makes him happier than knowing you need him this badly.
Nympho!Reader who is completely ruined for anyone else — and Clark wouldn’t have it any other way.
hypersexual reader who isn’t sated after two or three orgasms and needs more
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boyfriend who’s a little too old and will not cum more than twice in a day, weakly letting you ride and use him as you please until you’re done, sated and tired and sleeping into his side
being hypersexual as a girl means staying in my room everyday and masturbating, even if my family could catch me. even if i feel disgusting about myself afterwards.
but ill still do it because this kitty's clit needs rubbing!
He’s always been a little embarrassed by it, this constant, gnawing hunger that never seems to let up. He’s used to being horny all the time, but ever since he met you, it’s gotten so much worse. Every time you hang out, the second he gets home he’s rushing to his room, shoving his pants down and wrapping his hand around his aching cock, stroking himself furiously while your face is still fresh in his mind.
Just the sight of your lips or those pretty eyes is enough to melt him into pure ecstasy.
Hypersexual! Gojo, who’s desperately trying to be lowkey around you. He doesn’t want to scare you off. You’re so wonderful, kind, patient, smart, and genuinely good in every way. How could someone like him, twisted and starving with lust, possibly deserve someone as perfect as you?
He used to need multiple partners just to take the edge off, never satisfied with just one person. But the moment you came into his life, he stopped seeing anyone else. The mere idea of being with you is enough now. No one else even comes close.
Hypersexual! Gojo, who’s always been the one to make the first move, now holds back. He waits for you to start things because he’s terrified of coming on too strong and ruining this. He’s used to using his dazzling looks and effortless charm to get whatever he wants, but with you he refuses to. It’s driving him insane. He wants you so badly it hurts, but this is the first time in his life he’s ever wanted something so precious, so he’s careful.
Hypersexual! Gojo who at parties and hangouts, he has to sneak away every so often, slipping into a bathroom or a dark corner just to jerk off because your mere presence turns him on unbearably. He’ll lean against the wall, biting his lip to stay quiet, pumping his cock with quick, desperate strokes while thinking about you.
So when the two of you have been going out for two weeks and you finally confront him, telling him how needy you are for his touch and demanding to know why he hasn't made a move on you, Gojo gets all flustered. His cheeks flush, those bright blue eyes widening as he realizes just how badly you want him too. He’s still unsure how to behave around you, scared of letting the full weight of his desires show.
The first time you’re together, he’s surprisingly tender and caring, almost too gentle. But you’re already frustrated from all the waiting, so you start begging him, voice breathy and desperate: “Harder… faster, please—”
That’s when he falls apart.
He tries to stay careful at first, but the moment he sees you can take him, really take him, something inside him snaps. He fucks you with raw, overwhelming passion, hips slamming into you with a need he can’t hold back anymore. He cums faster than he expected, groaning your name as pleasure crashes through him.
He’s a little embarrassed afterward, but you honestly don’t care. You just pull him closer, smiling.
Hypersexual! Gojo, who’s an absolute mess for you.
People need to understand that you can be hypersexual and asexual at the same time. Yes, you can have no desire for sex at all, and be repulsed by explicit material, and then out of nowhere have an inexplicable desire to have sex or masturbate, thoughts of the act itself and images of it can appear in your head AGAINST YOUR OWN WILL. Most of the time people who have both have been sexually assaulted or abused in some kind of way related to sex. Hypersexuality is a trauma response, so can be asexuality. So don’t go invalidating people without knowing them and their stories, ‘cause asexual and hypersexual people are pretty valid, whether you believe they’re faking it or not, they exist
