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WANTING MORE

Chapter 2 the pain that's steadily getting worse in my stomach.

Word Count: 3057    |    Released on: 30/05/2022

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drawer. It's not like I have a drawer filled with sex toys,

ays need to be prepared. I

as she holds up a box that does

d not need them, than not have them at all. The last thing

he package before you ask h

are times that I

o friends can possibly be. She's seen me at my

judge me. That's part of the

t me with sympathy, and a hint

resser and chuck it at her

oom, I head straight for the kitchen, wh

, I take a sip, near

anties in a twist," Ava says, handing

door of Suzie's. It's a small place that

ving our own sexual addictions. The professionals ha

ion's support group, and decided to branch out o

t at least once a day, I literally go thro

used to try to curb my appetite by withdrawing from everyone and everything, sca

you don't like me, faults an

s some people call it 'p

just some type of sexual behavior. I've caught him many times, jacking off in his apa

watch, but unfortunately for him, the woman is rarely home, s

h him. He can be alone or with a partner, as long as someone

has a webcam that he uses with exhibitionist groups onl

n gets the satisfaction of Nathan watching, an

and Tegan may have even had sex with each o

ter to me, and if they wanted me

d I met under much different circumstances, I f

playing the victim, being dominated, playing doctor, or boss-e

he people we have sex with. The only reason we have with eac

n and Tegan are sitting in. I slide in besid

y shoulders. I look over at Tegan and grin, seeing the Av

t night go?" Nathan as

r seen here before, walks up and takes mine and Ava's

grin, then watches her a

l, but I finally found

ht, letting him know I w

my sex quota. There's been several times I've

uffer. A couple times, I've had them both at the sam

ttoos, and he sports a very sexy beard and mustache,

g creepy to others, but will kick anyone's

at can be loud and obnoxious. I love him

capable of having sex in ways oth

not sure which. The few times we've been i

having sex with one of his nurses, played by me. It was weird in the beginni

t absurd, but it works for us. We'r

situations, because we all know the

e me, before leaning down an

h order. My lips twitch as I watch Tegan flirt wi

eetheart?" Tegan uses his sexy voice,

eg. Her eyes glaze over, and I have no doubt that if

ime, and it amazes me how easy

look and replies, "I don't know. Why don't you t

gives her a dirty look. I kick Ava's foot from under the tab

d out of here. Although, I kind of want to slap the bitc

er that is barely holding onto her leash

nues with his

and take you to Blackie's

rmal hangout spot. With the stuff that goes on there, the place would be shut

tty kinky shit there. There have been plenty of times I've be

stuff you see. If you talk, your ass is booted and put on

n. You have to know someone i

ing at the invite to the exclus

t." Tegan gives her

ooks at Ava with a newfound respect. It's ridiculous w

!" she practically shouts, then clears

e to go w

doesn't seem to care that she'll be using him,

he has to do is find someone to watch him perform. I have no dou

t Nathan and see his eyes lit with interest as he looks at Tega

k her up after her shift. She bounces away, hap

against his shoulder. "You couldn't pick

rner of his mouth ti

rk for me to do later. I've slept with practically

time, pick someone that's not going to have me gritting my teeth all ni

s doing because he knows she hates it.

hours." He bats his ridiculously long eyelashes and

e for me,

"Just keep her as far a

isses her cheek. "

er," she says playfully, a

e tonight, hit me u

ing the interest in his ey

han will definitely

wait around for Tegan to pay the bil

so we can all head to Blackie's together. After, we'll split ways. In the me

t away. Weekends are always the hardest for me since I'm

out the day. The sweats will sta

t cramps and uncontrollable desires will take hold until I find my willing partner for the night

o damn hard to control it, but the pain becomes unbearable. So I've giv

when I'm old and gray, and can't get dick anymore? All I can do is pra

ybe, I'll have a no

and feel the cramps getting stronger, I

are sitting at our usual table at Blackie's. I feel the tension radi

e thing me and Ava can't stand is for a woman to take advantage

isa is taking advantage of him and what he can give her. Ava,

de, whereas Ava doesn't, or rathe

help Tegan out, I pull her from her

me order mo

e reluctantly getting up. I have to yank

tting in Tegan's lap, practically humping his dick, I'm going to yank her fu

he knows what she's doing. You think he really cares?

He always picks the

h her. I've never understood how Tegan, a guy that is s

ide two guys that are grumbling over the footb

e them, they both stop talking

shout a big no in my head. It's not that I'm overly picky-I can't be when I go through so many men-but

that's so drunk, his beard is soaked wi

say anything, Ava throws up her hand in his face an

ooks between us both and mutters "Bit

I tell her as we wait on the bart

n for a second he had a chance. I prefer to stop

e wait. My hands fidget in my lap, and

and breathe through the pa

't had any luck

like three. I've come across quite a few guys I'v

ce of either him or you forming an attachment-no matter how

than to help me out, but his eyes have been on Lisa and Tegan, an

re it's someone I haven't

our drinks, I snatch mine

, hoping it'll distract me from the pain that's steadily getting worse in my sto

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“Wanting more Abby💕 My tits sway back and forth, and I thank God I have small ones, or they'd be damn near slapping me in the face. The guy behind me-I can't remember his name at the moment-grunts his way through pounding into my pussy. His hands dig into my hips and sweat drips onto my back. My walls clench around his hard cock, but it still isn't enough. I need more. My stomach starts cramping and sweat-not from the sex itself, but from the insistent need for release-forms on my brow. Fisting the sheets in my hands, I ram my hips back to meet his relentless thrusts. Looking over my shoulder, I growl, "Either fuck me harder or get the hell out so I can find someone to do it for me." The hands on my hips tighten, and I know it'll leave a mark later. I don't care. I just need this guy to get the job done before the pain takes over. "Fuck, babe," he groans. "I fuck you any harder, I'll plow you into the mattress." "Just do it," I hiss. "Jesus," he grunts, but does as he's told and slams his hip bones into my ass as he pumps into me forcefully. I straighten my arms when his thrusts push my body forward. A blissful sigh leaves my lips, followed by a low moan when he finally hits the spot I need him to. My fingers start to tingle from lack of circulation, so I unwrap them from the sheet. My body starts to quiver with the first ripple of my orgasm. I close my eyes, and tiny sparks of light shoot behind my lids as the cramps in my stomach turn to flutters of delight. I lower my arms and lay my head against the cool sheets as immense pleasure takes over my body. The guy behind me still pounds away, jerking my hips back to him. I pay him no mind, content to just lay here and let him have at it. I got what I needed from him, it's only fair that he reaches his peak as well. Several minutes pass before he grunts and stiffens behind me. He releases my hips, and I immediately drop to the bed. He falls down beside me with his arm thrown over his eyes, breathing heavily. Now that my brain is functioning properly again, his name comes back to me in a flash Matt. Matt was my lifesaver for the night. As appreciative as I am of him, I really need him to go now; I don't like it when they linger. I may need sex from men on a daily basis to keep my sanity, but I don't let them stay afterwards. I don't do relationships. I know I'm a bitch-using men for sex and discarding them-but I have a damn good reason. I roll to my side and get out of bed. I bend with my ass facing Matt to pick up his clothes to toss at him. I lost my modesty a long time ago, and if it wasn't for my job, or the fact I would get arrested for indecent exposure, I'd never wear clothes. It would make things so much easier when the need took hold. During the day I'm fine, but by the time evening rolls around, the urge grips me tight and leaves me in a near panicked state. I came so close to having an anxiety attack tonight. I thought I would have to call my friend, Nathan, to come rescue me. Luckily, Matt showed up and caught my eye at the perfect time. And here we are now, an hour later, with him still lying on my bed, and me standing with my hands on my hips, glaring at him. He didn't take the hint when his clothes landed on his stomach, so it looks like I'm going to have to be blunter. I reach out with a foot and nudge his leg. "Hey, it's time to go." His arm moves, showing off sleepy, plain brown eyes. "Can't you give a guy a minute to recover?" he mutters. "No. I need you to leave right now," I tell him. I spy my panties on the floor and pick them up to slip up my hips. I'm exhausted, and want nothing more than to sleep. A niggle of guilt tries to worm its way in with how I'm treating this guy, but I push it back. I've learned the hard way over the years that in order to keep my inner emotions intact, I'd have to build a steel wall around myself. I hate being a bitch, but it's the only way to protect myself. Only a handful of people know the real me. Matt grumbles as he drags himself from the bed. I ignore him and pull on a cami, sans bra. Using the hair tie from my wrist, I pull my thick blonde hair up into a ponytail as I wait for him to finish. I tap my fingers on the doorframe I'm leaning against, while he sits on my bed and pulls on his shoes. It's normally the guys that are hell-bent on leaving as soon as they are done, but not this guy. He's taking his sweet time, and it's grating on my nerves. He finally stands and makes his way over to me. I'm just about to turn around and lead him to the door when he boxes me in by planting his hands on the doorframe on either side of me. "”
1 Chapter 1 now going through my nightstand drawer2 Chapter 2 the pain that's steadily getting worse in my stomach.3 Chapter 3 I'm too focused on the woman in front of me4 Chapter 4 sensitive bundle of nerves. .5 Chapter 5 Fucking jerk has no right to think he knows anything about me6 Chapter 6 My body was giving me mixed feelings7 Chapter 7 ." I back away and grab her hand8 Chapter 8 Too fucking bad. You owe me an explanation for what happened back there."9 Chapter 9 He responds that he'll be there if I need him10 Chapter 10 You're so fucking gorgeous