A Sex Addict Slut, Making World Go Around
People ask me about my other stories, click on my name above, which leads to all me stories, this is completely fiction, idea is to write erotica on different aspects of it, which helps the arousal around, mail me on [email protected] for feedbacks, please respect Girls, i do. Its been great fun for last 3 years, I have everything going for me, I am the creative head of an advertising firm, my creative juices are flowing overtime, family is in great place enjoying my money to great deal, being successful has its perks, I am enjoying mine. I am a 49 year working man, who is at top of a creative organization, and a field where sexy girls are the order of the day, I have had them all over, I am in the stage of life that a new girl sweeping me of my feet was not supposed to happen, however these things do happen, how can it be stopped, after all these are natural instincts, as they say sex is divine, and sluts are sluts Her name was ishiqa, she was from jharkand, she was hired to our concern without me meeting her, as I was on my annual leaves, she is one piece of sex, she was this rauncy girl, at the same time capable of innocence and vulnerability, deadly combination, she was today’s women, being sexy comes naturally for her, I saw her first time in a blue top, showing her cleavage clearly that much that would entice everybody, it was not an invitation, but announcing herself. I had seen this already many time, 20smething girls caressing the office with there sex appeal, guys falling all over them, they enjoying the attention, she did try to attain my attention, with wearing a red transparent saree, her thongs was clearly visible, as she thought I took her for lunch, but gave her no signal, that I was measuring her, after sometime, she did get it that I was not in for her, she told that she is in a steady relationship for an year, after hectic sex life, I wished her best of luck and treated her very well, as I felt she was genuine. This was going on for a month, one weekend, I reached office for some paper work, the whole office was deserted, in the corner cubicle I see a light was on, and I listen a mild sound of somebody sobbing, that is ishiqas cubicle, as I go nearer her cubicle, the sound gets more clearer, it was not like somebody was sobbing, but some body was having pleasure, I was perplexed, I went slowly nearer to her place, where in she cant see me, she was half naked now, her boobs was so well etched man, I was having the best sight in sometime now, what I find was bit strange, she was masturbating thoroughly, by the pleasure she was in trance, but I could clearly make out she had clearly cried for a long time, her body was radiant, but I could not see the sight, knowing she was suffering, I quietly went out and came into office after 15 minutes by making clear noise, so she could know, somebody was coming. I saw her, she said she came to finish some work, as it was almost afternoon, i decided to take her for lunch, it was a very private place, after some talk, I could not hold up, I told her, I saw her masturbating but clearly sad, I soothed her, not to worry, I am not judging her, her face turned so pale, she seems she has lost it, I took her hand gently and prodded her to tell me the problem, she began to open up, and told her boy friend broke up with her, I felt really bad, I asked for the reason, she said, she cheated on him. Than it was a whole long story from than, she told me her history, she had slept with 76 man in last 6 years, she said about her stories of how it all started for the first time, that boy was her first date, she was new to the city, he took her along, and fucked her in his SUV, she expected him to call next day, he didn’t, that hurt her immensely, she was in depression, to come out of it, she would look for other men, many of them came in her life, it was not some body used her, she was totally in sync when they had sex, her thought was to find love, she had to have sex, sex was always a reason to find love, she was looking in wrong place, men had sex, never treated her the way she was looking for, after some time, she went through the flow, all she was caring was to have sex, with new people, after having few sexual encounters she didn’t know what to do, she craved for the first kiss, that first sex, she wanted more, she was ready for anything, and she has had everything in the name of sex, orgies, lesbian, she was a sexual creature, and it not served her any more, sex was driving her. It was almost evening, lunch has extended for 5 hrs, I was sympathetic to her, but still the sexual discussion made me hell hard, she recognize this, we went to a single screen theatre, as the lights got off, ishiqa came in between my legs, the zip went off, my cock was hard as hell, and the lady was hungry as It can get, she stroked it rhythmically, taking the shaft in her mouth, girls have given me blow jobs, but no body was not even remote what ishiqa was giving here, in a seedy theatre, in the last row, she was sitting on the floor like a randi and making me cum, this girl was even dirty also, elegant at the same time, location was of raw sex, and I was having it, I cummed, she took the whole in her mouth, I began masturbating her, she was withering by the sensation, wanting more, wanting it harder, she wanted me to pinch her, slap her, treat her like animal, getting abused was also a kind of liberation, she told, I didn’t get the logic, I was not in the mood for logic, ishiqa had made me want more, I was addicted to her, I dropped her home, and slept of.