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I was soon dripping wet, Ace had been drinking earlier that day and as he rubbed me I failed to realize his dick going further and further down. Oh such a turn off I really couldnt belive it and quickly copped an attitude. 
Boy please just stop, what is wrong with you without hesitation Ace quickly dropped to his knees instantly as i sprung up and slowly began to lick my pussy. I feel back down to the the couch and throw me legs on his shoulder.
He grabbed and pulled my lips with his mouth; and then spread them open and slowly licked the middle of my clit. It felt like heaven. I grab his head and pushed him further in so that he could go a little deeper with his tongue I began to fell myself cumming; but I was fighting hard to stop from cumming because I really wasnt ready; so I pulled his head back and throw my tongue down his throat. My pussy was throbbing I was almost ...

 Well since my main sidekick kicked me tothe curb, I guess I have to find me something. THe shit was getting way too intense anyway. When it no longer is about fuckin and pleaseing each other. And one persons worried about the other, you soon realize that the fire fizzled out, and you can either move forward into something real or just back out and go missing for a while so that a few months later you run inot each other and that spark will be back.
I know I'll miss that big dick, but we were getting to a point were we were starting to hate each other. I think this actual may have something to do with the death of his father and him coming to grips with that situation. It could be the fact that he died on my birthday, so now I'm a constant reminder of his pain and of someone who's completely trying to change him.
He realized I'm the person who could change his whole thought ...

 
As the night went on, I couldn’t help to get the thought of my roommate and her boyfriend out of my mind.  God I was so horny I needed sex. With work and school I left little time for my needs. I noticed the library was very empty for a Friday night. I bet everyone was off at some drunken orgy frat house parties but not I, I had to study. I sat there and started to drift back again to them on the couch. My panties started getting….wet, really wet. Oh God I need to cum, I wanted to SO BAD. My thoughts no longer on my homework but now on the hot guy who opened the door. I got up to get another book this time I was looking for erotica or anything with a steamy story  to ah hem assist me in cuming. As I was searching for this book, I pass myself in this mirror on the wall. Thinking to myself “geeze, I look like a horny school who needed a spanking”! ...

(THE DILEMA, THE TEMPTATION)
I was a freshman in college and it was coming up on mid-terms. I had to work late all week and had no time to study. I was beginning to feel like a virgin again with no time for a relationship except with my vibrator who even was no getting any action. I rushed into the door late Friday evening to find my roommate and her boyfriend going at it like a bunch of wild animals. They were so passionate and fierce, it was like watching a train wreck….I couldn’t stop watching them. God I was so jealous of her….she looked like a damn goddess. Long ,luscious hair, huge breasts and a small waist with a pretty nice ass. She was perfect and here I was staring at them having sex…Ugh I could just kill myself for not saying anything but just tip towed into my room. It’s not like she hadn’t asked me to join in with them a few months ago but here I am this just ...

Addicted will not be finished or continued.  I can't say that I will never finish it but at this time I cannot devote the time required to properly maintain and finish it. Work and family have made it damn near impossible to do anything but wake up, work and prepare for the next day. Plus, the last post was taking the story somewhere I hadn't intended to go. I'm sorry to anyone who was reading this story and wanted to know where it was going and how it was going to end but I don't even know where I was going with it anymore.  Thanks so much for reading and your support when others had negative things to say.  You don't know how much that meant to me. For awhile, I will only be a reader and when I post it will only be short stories that I can start and finish in one or two posts. Just wanted to give the readers a heads up before I faded into the background for awhile...but ...

*This is short but I'll be back tomorrow so don't curse me out too badly, lol!*
 
 

Robin’s time with Ryan that night was spent making love as though it were the last time she’d ever feel the touch of another human being.  Her body soaked up his every sensation, as she drank in thirst-filled desire for her as if it were a life giving nectar.  Lust lit the torch for her most primal needs until finally love found them panting for breath and drunk with mortal satisfaction. But passion is fleeting and soon Robin’s eye’s fell upon the clock to find that it was two hours past her usual time of arrival home.  

Her Cinderella moment was met with an unusual resistance from Ryan as he said,  “I don’t want to keep doing this, Robin.”

“Doing what?” Robin questioned.  She had heard him say what he was about ...

*I apologize in advance for the grammar.  It's late and I'm sleepy but I wanted to get this one up as I have to go back to work tomorrow. I'll try to tweek it later.*
 
 
 
“I’m sorry,” Robin said, as she began to eat an enormous bowl of crow.  Not only had she accused a widower of lying about his wife being dead but she had also managed to bring up a painful topic for him. She had apologized profusely to his family, especially J.C. because she wanted to make sure she was still on good terms with the one person she needed to end her legal ties with Jay.  She wrapped her arms around herself in an attempt to shield herself from the cold.  It was getting chilly and the signs of fall fast approaching made it that more difficult for Robin to find the words to say what she needed to say.  Still she tried saying, “I just really ...

Robin could hear chattering coming from the down the hall and as they got closer she recognized the sound of Ryan’s voice.  She immediately felt knots in her stomach and had the almost uncontrollable urge to have a bowel movement. Great! She was about to be the center of attention for the wrong reason and she had to boo-boo.  She then heard J.C.’s laughter followed by some voices she didn’t know.  Every step down the hall felt like one towards a fate she wasn’t sure she was ready to accept.  The second thoughts were screaming for her to abandon her mission to destroy this man and leave his wife to handle this situation herself.  What she was doing was what women did when they were emotionally attached to the man in some way, which she kept telling herself she wasn’t.  Still, it was too late to turn back now so she swallowed ...

“J.C.!” Robin gasped as she open her front door to find her lawyer standing on the other side.  She had just finished filling Monique in on what she had figured out to be the truth when the doorbell rang.  Robin was surprised, to say the least, to see J.C. at her front steps at this time of night and took it as an immediate sign of something bad for her.  Even though her mind was forming scenarios of the worse possible things that could have brought this woman to her house, she managed to stay calm as she continued, “What are you doing here?  Did Jay come with some more BS?”  She wasn’t trying to get anywhere near the subject of J.C.’s cheating husband.

“Well, well, well,” J.C. said as she slid off her driving gloves and tucked them into the pocket of her trench coat.  She raised an eyebrow while one side of ...

Monique was right. It was time for Robin to have some fun and stop worrying about what other people might say or think. She had been reading far too much into what was going on between she and the good ole dentist.  She had just gotten out of a failed marriage, to which she had dedicated five years of worthless fidelity, only to have been lied to and cheated on.  The aftermath of divorce had allowed her to fall into the group of delusional women who still believed that sex between two consensual adults equaled anything more than a good time.  Sometimes sex was just sex and that is how Robin intended on going into her “relationship” with Ryan.  With the blinders off, knowing full well she didn’t want anything from this man other that the unearthly orgasm he provided her whenever they locked their bodies together.  

For that reason alone, Robin ...