Hi, I’m Lucy and I’m 24. I like to think of myself as a good girl, but the truth is I’m a cumslut and I love it. I guess if you’ve read any of my previous stories you’d know how little control I have over myself when I’m horny. It’s like a wave of heat that runs through my entire body and I become desperate, desperate for the feeling of a warm body pressed against mine, a hard cock sliding inside my and the warm flow of spunk filling one of my holes.
My inability to control my urges has got me in trouble over the last few years. I was thrown out of a Japanese restaurant for inserting the chopsticks into my pussy, arrested and given a verbal warning for sucking some guy off in an alley and the stupidest thing I’ve ever done was pick a guy up outside my apartment who’d just nipped out from a party for a fag. Now everyone in my building thinks I’m a whore.
Sex is the first thing I think about when I wake up in the morning and the last thing I think about at night before going to sleep. I masturbate for hours if I don’t get fucked, watch porn and even go online to have cyber sex with random strangers. It’s not as good as a real bloke but it’s nice to hear what they want to do to me, how they’d use my as I rub my clit to orgasm.
I’d stopped working in the brothel under the advice of my councillor. Trying to kick sex addiction is as bad as any other drug, not as easy as it sounds. It had been going ok for the first couple of month. I’d only fucked 8 men during the first in 6 weeks and only 1 during the two weeks after that. My sister would only fuck at her boyfriends so that I didn’t have to listen to them cumming and she was always there when I needed her.
That is until I went to the gym. I started going to burn off some of my excess energy, but my pussy did most of the sweating, looking at the guys lifting weights sent me into withdrawal. I’d never really been into muscle guys, but let’s be honest, if you’ve read my stories you know if he’s got a cock I’d normally let him stick it in me somewhere.
I could see the men staring at me as I worked out. My tight sleevless top showed a clear view of my tits in profile and my tight legging were planted firmly between my arse checks giving a perfect picture of my tight arse. There smiles, eyes and unheard comments burned into me with each passing second.
I started to breath heavily. I felt like I was hyperventilating and my stomach was turning knots. I needed to feel something inside me and I was trembling with need. I jumped off the exercise bike and jogged towards the exit. I tried to avoid the eyes staring at my slim fuckable body as I darted past all those cocks.
Once in the hall I rounded the corner and made my way to the women’s changing room. I wrapped my arms around myself to try and stop the shaking. That’s when I saw him standing there in his shorts and t-shirt.
“Are you alright,” he asked.
“Emm,” I replied. He was almost 6ft tall, slim, strong and young. Too young. “Sorry, yes I’m ok,” I mumbled.
He walked past me.
“Wait,” I said. “Can you help me.”
“Sure,” he replied.
I grabbed him by the hand and pulled him into the women’s changing room after me.
I turned and faced him, looking up into his bright blue eyes. “Do you have a girlfriend,” I asked although I didn’t care.
He shook his head ‘no’.
I stared at his body, my eyes dropping to his crotch. I could see his cock hardening against his shorts.
He covered himself with his hands and started to make his excuses to leave.
“Wait…. Can I see it?”
My heart was pounding, my stomach churned and I couldn’t help but lick my lips at the prospect of taking his young cok in my mouth.
“What if someone comes in,” he replied.
“I was the only girl in the gym,” I replied, “no one will come in.”
“OK,” he said and pulled his shorts and underwear out so his cock popped up above his waist band.
I stared at the glistening bell end of his 7 and a half inch cock.
I took the hem of my t-shirt, lifted it over my head and let it drop onto the bench. I quickly pulled my sports bra off.
His eyes burned into my c-cup tits and I watched as his cock seemed to grow an extra inch above his waist band.
I kicked my shoes off and in a single movement my leggings and knickers were in a pile a meter away.
“You can touch me if you want.”
He stepped forward and his hands found my breasts. The second he touched them my legs went weak and pussy juice started to drip from my cunt. I pushed his shorts and underwear down and felt his young cock quiver in my hands.
He was tall and strong for someone so young.
I raised a leg and wrapped it around his waist. “Pick me up,” I ordered.
He pulled his t-shirt off, threw it to the floor ad lifted me easily from the floor.
He pushed me up against the wall and kissed me. I probed his mouth with my tongue and bit his lip playfully.
“How old are you?” I asked.
“20,” he lied.
“How old are you really?” I said.
“16.”
“Have you ever done it before.”
He shook his head, no.
I reached down and took his cock in my hand. I pushed the tips between my pussy lips and let me body drop onto his fat cock, impaling myself on my young virgin. His dick stretched my cunt wide and the tip struck my cervix.
He started to thrust his cock into me and then after a few seconds, he started to gasp and the muscles on his back contracted under my touch. A second later I felt the hot streams of his virgin cum flowing into me.
The feeling of his warm sticky cum inside me felt incredible. I stopped trembling and my breathing relaxed as if I’d taken a fix. I felt filthy and used. It was perfect. Even a 16 year old knows how to use a girl like she’s just there as a spunk hole.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
I smiled. “It’s ok. You’re cum feels really nice inside me.
“You can feel it?” he asked.
I laughed. “Yes, it feels nice and hot.”
“I didn’t mean to do it that fast.”
I kissed him as he cupped my little arse in his big hands. He cock dropped out of me and his spunk followed, dripping to the floor. I massaged his cock with my right hand. It twitched back to life and started to harden under my careful caresses.
“Put me down,” I whispered.
He lowered me to floor and I pulled him closer to one of the benches. I sat down and pulled his young body towards me before taking his cock in my mouth. I sucked gently on his cock, wanking him with my right hand as I sucked on the tip.
“I’m sorry,” he started to say as he gasped.
He tried to pull his cock from my mouth as his cum splashed onto my tongue and my lips. I thrust my head forward taking the tip of his fuck stick into my throat. His hot spunk shot down my throat and into my awaiting stomach.
I juiced his cock and squeezed it as he moaned. I spent a couple of minutes cleaning his prick and squeezing every drop of cum into my mouth.
I stood up in front of him. He stared at me as I licked the last dribbles of cum from my lips.
I wrapped my arms around him and he hugged me back. 3Thank you,” I said. “I realy needed to be fucked.”
“I never thought it would feel like that,” he replied.
I smiled and let him go. “You should get dressed and go,” I said.
He pulled his shorts back up and took his t-shirt from the floor. I stood there naked as he walked away and disappeared through the door. I spent the next 20 minutes in the shower, careful not to wash my pussy or wash the beautiful taste of his spunk from my mouth.
When I left the changing rooms he was stood there waiting for me.
“Hi, are you ok?”
“Yes,” he smiled. "I was wondering, emm emm.”
“Wondering what?”
“I was wondering if we can do it again?” he mumbled. “It didn’t last long,” he added. “I want to do it better?”
I smiled. “You want me to teach you how too fuck?”
He nodded.
I wrote my phone number on a piece of paper and gave it to him. I walked away without turning back, but I caught his reflections in the mirror. He was staring at me as I rounded the corner. I realised as I drove home that I didn’t even know his name.
