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Susan
Susan had been going to the group for 2 months and today it was her turn to speak. She was so nervous. She had heard the stories of the other people, all of them anonymous, of course. The self-help group had a great reputation, something like the AA, alcoholics anonymous.
Still she was afraid, because her story was so much weirder than anybody’s. Nobody had done the things she had done.
Sure, there was the 30 year old businessman who hired a new secretary every week, fucked her through and then dumped her. That was the way he ticked, he said.
And the lady who had a relation with two men at the same time, and they were father and son.
Or the guy who who had to eat fresh vegetables during sex - out of his girlfriends pussy.
But she was the baddest of all. And she was ashamed of herself, and she was nervous.
But here came the nod from the moderator, and she had to stand up. She could hide her shaking hands, but everybody would listen to her shaking voice.
The first sentence was the same for everyone, except the name, of course.
“Hello everyone, I am Susan and I am a porn and sex addict.”
That went over her lips quite smooth and she saw the warm smiles on the face of the 8 other people sitting in the circle. Susan took a deep breath and continued.
“It all started two years ago, when I was 18.
I just had dumped my boyfriend. He only thought about himself.
Yes, we would have sex, but only missionary style.
And every time it would hurt.
He would cum every time, and maybe half of the times I would cum, too.
But then I broke up with him.
And the last words he told me really hurt me.
‘I had pity on you. You are so ugly, no other guy would take you. So I fucked you. Bye.’”
Also now, Susan had to fight with tears. There were some comments from members:
“Hey Susan, you are not ugly.”
“Susan, I love your small body.”
But Susan just shook her head.
“No I am not pretty. I have no tits, I have no hips, I am not a woman.”
Tears welled up in her eyes.
Here, the moderator chirped in.
“Susan, we are all different. Some are tall like Jim, some are small like you. Some woman are well endowed, like Julie, and some are cute like you. Just continue. Do not blame yourself, blame that asshole of a boyfriend. And you other guys, just let her talk, okay?”
Susan nodded.
“But that had hurt so much, I did not want to have any other boyfriend anymore.
Whenever I wanted I did it myself.
Then I found that dildo in moms drawer.
And I started to use it in the afternoons when I was alone at home.
Mom and big b*o were working during the day.
I downloaded some porn from the internet and I saw it on our big living room flat screen.
And I would do the dildo until I came.
Then, one day, as I was working my pussy with long and deep strokes I heard the door bell.
I jumped up, tried to jump in my jeans, and threw my T-shirt over.
The bell rang again, and I was so in a hurry.
I rushed to the door, and there was this UPS delivery guy.
‘I have something for your mom.’
Just as I wanted to take the parcel, he looked over my shoulder and straight into the living room.
I had forgotten to close the door!
He saw the video!
He looked at me and then again over my shoulder.
‘Are you alone?’
If I would have lied, maybe today I wouldn’t be here, but I said yes.
He pushed the door open and stepped in.
Not forcefully, more like he was curious.
He said ‘You are a dirty little girl. Does your mom know?’
I told him, she didn’t and that he should not tell her.
In an impulse, I invited him to see the rest of the video with me.
So, here I was with a stranger sitting on our couch, who took turns in looking at me and the action on the screen.
I saw his pants bulge, and I also was still wet.
I told him to take his pants off, while it took quite a while to get out of my jeans.
I sat on the other couch.
He saw the dildo on the floor, and his eyes became wide.
’Show me how you use it. If not I am going to tell mom!’
So I did. I opened my legs just as much as necessary and continued to drill my hole, while I watched the video.
I saw in the corner of my eye that he reached in his pants and stroked his cock.
I told him to take it out.
He did, and it was a nice size.
Not too long, not too thick.
I saw his wedding ring.
He was a decent man.
He did not want to **** me, just see me satisfy myself while we watched porn.
The whole situation turned me on, suddenly.
Suddenly I wanted this man, who could have been my father, to fuck me.
Maybe it was the moans and the sound of flesh slapping on flesh in the video, but I turned towards him, spread my legs and laid back on my couch, looking him straight in the eyes
I didn’t need to say a word.
He came over, positioned his cock at my vagina and slipped it in.
I was so wet, it did not hurt at all.
He was so concerned about me.
His strokes were so slow and not so deep.
He asked me so often if I was okay.
I loved it.
After some time, he pounded me faster and deeper and then came, but he even took his cock out and came with a big load on my belly.
I wasn’t ready yet and begged for the dildo.
He worked it in me and gave me the best orgasm I ever had.”
Susan stopped and she saw the well meaning and curious faces around her. Nobody was condemning her…at least not yet. The nod from the moderator made her continue.
“He got off the couch, got me towel from the kitchen, got clothed and left without a word.
I felt ashamed, but happy, at the same time.
A few days passed by and then the urge to fuck came again.
I wanted to fuck a random guy.
I wished the door bell would ring.
I still had some time before mom would come home, so I ordered a pizza.
When the guy came, I did the same trick as the first time, but this time I just had a panama on, so I could immediately step out of it.
I opened the door wide, and when he saw the video, I didn’t wait for his reaction.
I just grabbed his arm and pulled him in.
He was a 20something guy, and much more forceful than the UPS guy.
He knew what I wanted, and he wanted it too.
In no time, he was out of his pants, I laid down on the couch, naked, legs wide open, and he would fuck me.
I was as wet as during the first time.
He lasted much longer than the UPS guy.
That gave me time to cum not only once, but twice, while he was relentlessly pumping my cunt.
He gave me a big shot in my pussy, took his penis out, kissed me good bye and left.”
Again, Susan paused. This time there were some grunts of approval from the group. That gave her the courage to continue.
“I was afraid to get pregnant and went to the doctor on the other side of town the next day to get the pill.
She also convinced me to use condoms.
So I bought some and hid them from mom.
Pizza delivery guys were dangerous, because some could know my family, so I ordered something on Amazon instead.
Free delivery, including cock!”
This joke made all of the group laugh and increased Susan’s confidence.
“Yes, I fucked that Amazon delivery guy, who came two days later, too.
Same trick with the open door, just this time, he preferred doggy, something that I had never done before.
It felt so good.
Soon it would become my favourite sex position.
His balls would slap my pussy while was pumping me.
His hands would massage my small tits, or spread my ass cheeks.
It was wonderful!
I continued to order things online here and there.
And I would fuck the delivery guys.
They even would give me presents, like sexy lingerie, dildos, or other sex toys.
They would do me in all different positions.
Cowgirl, 69, doggy, or standing up, I learned a lot in those weeks.
We did it in the whole house: in my mother’s bed, in my bed, in the kitchen, on the floor, or in the shower.
And with every time, I learned more about the joy of sex.
And I got more and more addicted.
I craved for cock, I craved for the feeling of their tongues in my pussy, I craved for swallowing their cum, I craved for feeling their hot cum flowing out of my pussy.
I craved everything about sex.
One day, Sam, one of the delivery guys whom I got to know pretty well over the weeks, told me that the guys at UPS would take turns to go my route.
I had become the best known fuck-slut in town.
Sometimes the drivers would trade their routes for other favours, like unpopular shifts and so on.
I got pretty upset when Sam told me drivers would even pay money to go my way.
I became a slut, I thought.
People are paying to fuck me.
But on the other hand, I though that this money then should go to ME and not THEM.”
Susan saw some more nods and smiles around her.
Susan had been going to the group for 2 months and today it was her turn to speak. She was so nervous. She had heard the stories of the other people, all of them anonymous, of course. The self-help group had a great reputation, something like the AA, alcoholics anonymous.
Still she was afraid, because her story was so much weirder than anybody’s. Nobody had done the things she had done.
Sure, there was the 30 year old businessman who hired a new secretary every week, fucked her through and then dumped her. That was the way he ticked, he said.
And the lady who had a relation with two men at the same time, and they were father and son.
Or the guy who who had to eat fresh vegetables during sex - out of his girlfriends pussy.
But she was the baddest of all. And she was ashamed of herself, and she was nervous.
But here came the nod from the moderator, and she had to stand up. She could hide her shaking hands, but everybody would listen to her shaking voice.
The first sentence was the same for everyone, except the name, of course.
“Hello everyone, I am Susan and I am a porn and sex addict.”
That went over her lips quite smooth and she saw the warm smiles on the face of the 8 other people sitting in the circle. Susan took a deep breath and continued.
“It all started two years ago, when I was 18.
I just had dumped my boyfriend. He only thought about himself.
Yes, we would have sex, but only missionary style.
And every time it would hurt.
He would cum every time, and maybe half of the times I would cum, too.
But then I broke up with him.
And the last words he told me really hurt me.
‘I had pity on you. You are so ugly, no other guy would take you. So I fucked you. Bye.’”
Also now, Susan had to fight with tears. There were some comments from members:
“Hey Susan, you are not ugly.”
“Susan, I love your small body.”
But Susan just shook her head.
“No I am not pretty. I have no tits, I have no hips, I am not a woman.”
Tears welled up in her eyes.
Here, the moderator chirped in.
“Susan, we are all different. Some are tall like Jim, some are small like you. Some woman are well endowed, like Julie, and some are cute like you. Just continue. Do not blame yourself, blame that asshole of a boyfriend. And you other guys, just let her talk, okay?”
Susan nodded.
“But that had hurt so much, I did not want to have any other boyfriend anymore.
Whenever I wanted I did it myself.
Then I found that dildo in moms drawer.
And I started to use it in the afternoons when I was alone at home.
Mom and big b*o were working during the day.
I downloaded some porn from the internet and I saw it on our big living room flat screen.
And I would do the dildo until I came.
Then, one day, as I was working my pussy with long and deep strokes I heard the door bell.
I jumped up, tried to jump in my jeans, and threw my T-shirt over.
The bell rang again, and I was so in a hurry.
I rushed to the door, and there was this UPS delivery guy.
‘I have something for your mom.’
Just as I wanted to take the parcel, he looked over my shoulder and straight into the living room.
I had forgotten to close the door!
He saw the video!
He looked at me and then again over my shoulder.
‘Are you alone?’
If I would have lied, maybe today I wouldn’t be here, but I said yes.
He pushed the door open and stepped in.
Not forcefully, more like he was curious.
He said ‘You are a dirty little girl. Does your mom know?’
I told him, she didn’t and that he should not tell her.
In an impulse, I invited him to see the rest of the video with me.
So, here I was with a stranger sitting on our couch, who took turns in looking at me and the action on the screen.
I saw his pants bulge, and I also was still wet.
I told him to take his pants off, while it took quite a while to get out of my jeans.
I sat on the other couch.
He saw the dildo on the floor, and his eyes became wide.
’Show me how you use it. If not I am going to tell mom!’
So I did. I opened my legs just as much as necessary and continued to drill my hole, while I watched the video.
I saw in the corner of my eye that he reached in his pants and stroked his cock.
I told him to take it out.
He did, and it was a nice size.
Not too long, not too thick.
I saw his wedding ring.
He was a decent man.
He did not want to **** me, just see me satisfy myself while we watched porn.
The whole situation turned me on, suddenly.
Suddenly I wanted this man, who could have been my father, to fuck me.
Maybe it was the moans and the sound of flesh slapping on flesh in the video, but I turned towards him, spread my legs and laid back on my couch, looking him straight in the eyes
I didn’t need to say a word.
He came over, positioned his cock at my vagina and slipped it in.
I was so wet, it did not hurt at all.
He was so concerned about me.
His strokes were so slow and not so deep.
He asked me so often if I was okay.
I loved it.
After some time, he pounded me faster and deeper and then came, but he even took his cock out and came with a big load on my belly.
I wasn’t ready yet and begged for the dildo.
He worked it in me and gave me the best orgasm I ever had.”
Susan stopped and she saw the well meaning and curious faces around her. Nobody was condemning her…at least not yet. The nod from the moderator made her continue.
“He got off the couch, got me towel from the kitchen, got clothed and left without a word.
I felt ashamed, but happy, at the same time.
A few days passed by and then the urge to fuck came again.
I wanted to fuck a random guy.
I wished the door bell would ring.
I still had some time before mom would come home, so I ordered a pizza.
When the guy came, I did the same trick as the first time, but this time I just had a panama on, so I could immediately step out of it.
I opened the door wide, and when he saw the video, I didn’t wait for his reaction.
I just grabbed his arm and pulled him in.
He was a 20something guy, and much more forceful than the UPS guy.
He knew what I wanted, and he wanted it too.
In no time, he was out of his pants, I laid down on the couch, naked, legs wide open, and he would fuck me.
I was as wet as during the first time.
He lasted much longer than the UPS guy.
That gave me time to cum not only once, but twice, while he was relentlessly pumping my cunt.
He gave me a big shot in my pussy, took his penis out, kissed me good bye and left.”
Again, Susan paused. This time there were some grunts of approval from the group. That gave her the courage to continue.
“I was afraid to get pregnant and went to the doctor on the other side of town the next day to get the pill.
She also convinced me to use condoms.
So I bought some and hid them from mom.
Pizza delivery guys were dangerous, because some could know my family, so I ordered something on Amazon instead.
Free delivery, including cock!”
This joke made all of the group laugh and increased Susan’s confidence.
“Yes, I fucked that Amazon delivery guy, who came two days later, too.
Same trick with the open door, just this time, he preferred doggy, something that I had never done before.
It felt so good.
Soon it would become my favourite sex position.
His balls would slap my pussy while was pumping me.
His hands would massage my small tits, or spread my ass cheeks.
It was wonderful!
I continued to order things online here and there.
And I would fuck the delivery guys.
They even would give me presents, like sexy lingerie, dildos, or other sex toys.
They would do me in all different positions.
Cowgirl, 69, doggy, or standing up, I learned a lot in those weeks.
We did it in the whole house: in my mother’s bed, in my bed, in the kitchen, on the floor, or in the shower.
And with every time, I learned more about the joy of sex.
And I got more and more addicted.
I craved for cock, I craved for the feeling of their tongues in my pussy, I craved for swallowing their cum, I craved for feeling their hot cum flowing out of my pussy.
I craved everything about sex.
One day, Sam, one of the delivery guys whom I got to know pretty well over the weeks, told me that the guys at UPS would take turns to go my route.
I had become the best known fuck-slut in town.
Sometimes the drivers would trade their routes for other favours, like unpopular shifts and so on.
I got pretty upset when Sam told me drivers would even pay money to go my way.
I became a slut, I thought.
People are paying to fuck me.
But on the other hand, I though that this money then should go to ME and not THEM.”
Susan saw some more nods and smiles around her.
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