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Obsessions
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Straight Male / 27
The Sensual High: The Gateway
I want to confess that I was the main reason for ruining some girls life. Well at least her sex life along with any morals and values she had prior to me. The combination of my obsession for extreme kinks and a hypersex drive eventually became her addiction and the beginning to a long hopeless and licentious search for a high quality of sexual satisfaction she could attained only from my providings. I mean no intentions of coming off in a boastful manner but I know the nature of my sexual experience derives from another planet...I believe Mars. And this girls sobbing addiction is only a testimony of my confession...that my sex is addictive.
It first started when I used to see this girl at school. She was an underclassmen so we never had a class together but I would always see her in the halls or at student activities. She would always catch my eyes but I never really had the desire to chase her. She was beautiful in her own way. Light brown skin a nice body proportion with long slim toned legs small and B cup sized breasts. Not too much junk in the trunk but I really wasnt the ass guy in high school honestly more into legs and feet. She wasnt an ugly high school teen nor was she perfect, but just enough to catch my attention. Perhaps it was this innocent and curious demeanor about herself.
A year or so would past before I would see her again but this time around I was more assertive in my chase for women now. She was a cashier at the grocery store. I'd seen her a few times working before I actually approached her. By now I had studied her enough to know how to approach her. I was genuine and she seemed amused by my cordial icebreaking convo. Got her number and we talked over the phone for close to a month before beginning to date. During this time is when she admitted to being a virgin. In other words she was ready to become sexually active and finally experience sexual intercourse with a real person.
As time went on both of our feelings grew for each other and soon enough we were in a relationship. With this new intimacy she felt intrigued enough to keep pressuring me into being her first. And boy did I overachieve that goal. Our first time having sex was a weekend my sister went out of town and her apartment was all to myself. I invited her over and with our first time with complete privacy we kicked it off.
I wanted her first time to be memorable so I chose to be sensual and carefully caress her body as foreplay. I gave her a fully nude body to body massage working every curve of her physique from her head behind her ears to down in between her toes. From the deep tissue in the curve of her feet back up to her soft and warming upper thighs and ass. When massaging her shoulders I would kneel above her butt and lower back area and rest my dick and scrotum along the arch of her back making her feel my manhood throb thicker and harder for her each minute as I sensually rubbed out and massaged away all the anxiety and tension from her upperbody. The body massage its self lasted maybe an hour or so. I deliberately took my time with this because I can remember sensing this wet and moist pussy aroma in the air as if she was creaming for penetration.
It was obvious that she was horny as fuck but by this point this massage was on the verge of making this some crazy fuck a chick in her sleep freeuse confession story; which still took place anyway. But I figured she'd probably want to stay awake for her first time so I turned her over to her back to where shes laying in my sister's bed naked and sensually paralyzed due to the ther**eutically induced hypnagogia. With enthusiasm I raised her legs and rested them on my shoulders and spreaded her crotch open enough to position myself comfortably for some deep muffdiving foreplay. For the record this is my personal record for longest time going down on a chick without cumming up for air; but to save time lets just say after roughly twelve consecutive hours of straight oral catering you wouldn't be able to stay wake for the majority of this either.
I kept pondering whether or not to wake her up and just start fucking or I could take advantage of this perfect opportunity to fulfill an appetizing fetish of mines. To eat pussy non-stop. Plus I needed her woke for her first time. But I was too amazed to discover that women can still have multiple orgasms and squirt from their pussies in their sleep...And not wake up. So I continued to proceed with my marathon of dining her out. Sucking and slobbing all over her clitoris spitting and grinding my face all into her genitals and using my tongue to stretch as far as it could within her walls savoring the tang of her insides - I displayed grit with a lasting test of pussy eating endurance.
She didn't regain her consciousness until dawn early that next morning. For what it matters we basically spent the entire day experiencing every type of penile penetration possible. We made love - we fucked - we had slow sex - rough sex - sensual and soothing sex - anal sex - deep penetrating but passionate stroking sex and even some face fucking while I ate some more pussy. She returned the favor by grinding down balls deep on my dick the whole time I slept as well which was pretty pleasant.
Her first experience ended on a high note but it didn't stop there. From then on we would resort a room for the weekend and fuck like two sexually deprived jackrabbits neglecting food and sleep for our weekly sex marathons. This lasted maybe a few months until we somehow lost communication with eachother. It was never intentional to stop speaking with her but thats just what happened.
Three or four years later I would run into her again. Only this time things were different. She had moved in with her older sister who lived in the same apartments as my best friend since high school. Thing is before I ever seen her in the apartments I was always getting told about stories of me ex sleeping with random men. Whoever whenever and however.
I was disheartened to hear how she would walk up to random dudes and hand pick guys to have gangbangs on her..literally free pussy giveaways and sweepstakes. She was a proud neighborhood slut and didn't care what no one thought of her. Even more disturbing is how she would go into a rage after she let several guys have her at once and not one of them could satisfy her. These dudes were ashamed to even talk about it embarrassed because of their manly ego's.
I was pressed to speak with her personally and that time presented itself. We both got a lot off of our chest that evening but what I took from that would stick with me. She confessed how our sexcapades lead her to being emotionally spiritually dependent on sex. Her cravings became unable to ignore and her sexual desires grew wilder as her resistance grew weaker to the temptations of a nymphomaniac. She expressed how she broke and gave in. She would try one penis after another hoping to replicate our experience of not just sex but the healing and empowerment that came with it. Sex with me was uplifting and refreshing, sex with randoms was degrading and disappointing. Her addiction had already caused too much damage for her as she mothered three little girls since we stopped talking. Her pussy was too public to turn back. She would too frequently have guys (plural) come and just use her until they had enough then shower up and call more men over to finish off what the group of guys couldn't accomplish SMH.
I let her know that I wasn't there to judge but to help. She didn't want help only closure. I did the best I could for her. She offered her body to me one last time and we rekindled that fire on last time. I ate her pussy from the inside out and she fucked like her life mattered again. I made it my business to put her on a pedestal - worshipping every inch of her hot twat while caressing her feet - investing every emotion I had into every stroke I motioned.
I licked and slurped her pussy clean as we swallowed each other cum for the first and last time. I got dressed gave her pussy lips and forehead each a kiss of sympathy then left never speaking again.
It first started when I used to see this girl at school. She was an underclassmen so we never had a class together but I would always see her in the halls or at student activities. She would always catch my eyes but I never really had the desire to chase her. She was beautiful in her own way. Light brown skin a nice body proportion with long slim toned legs small and B cup sized breasts. Not too much junk in the trunk but I really wasnt the ass guy in high school honestly more into legs and feet. She wasnt an ugly high school teen nor was she perfect, but just enough to catch my attention. Perhaps it was this innocent and curious demeanor about herself.
A year or so would past before I would see her again but this time around I was more assertive in my chase for women now. She was a cashier at the grocery store. I'd seen her a few times working before I actually approached her. By now I had studied her enough to know how to approach her. I was genuine and she seemed amused by my cordial icebreaking convo. Got her number and we talked over the phone for close to a month before beginning to date. During this time is when she admitted to being a virgin. In other words she was ready to become sexually active and finally experience sexual intercourse with a real person.
As time went on both of our feelings grew for each other and soon enough we were in a relationship. With this new intimacy she felt intrigued enough to keep pressuring me into being her first. And boy did I overachieve that goal. Our first time having sex was a weekend my sister went out of town and her apartment was all to myself. I invited her over and with our first time with complete privacy we kicked it off.
I wanted her first time to be memorable so I chose to be sensual and carefully caress her body as foreplay. I gave her a fully nude body to body massage working every curve of her physique from her head behind her ears to down in between her toes. From the deep tissue in the curve of her feet back up to her soft and warming upper thighs and ass. When massaging her shoulders I would kneel above her butt and lower back area and rest my dick and scrotum along the arch of her back making her feel my manhood throb thicker and harder for her each minute as I sensually rubbed out and massaged away all the anxiety and tension from her upperbody. The body massage its self lasted maybe an hour or so. I deliberately took my time with this because I can remember sensing this wet and moist pussy aroma in the air as if she was creaming for penetration.
It was obvious that she was horny as fuck but by this point this massage was on the verge of making this some crazy fuck a chick in her sleep freeuse confession story; which still took place anyway. But I figured she'd probably want to stay awake for her first time so I turned her over to her back to where shes laying in my sister's bed naked and sensually paralyzed due to the ther**eutically induced hypnagogia. With enthusiasm I raised her legs and rested them on my shoulders and spreaded her crotch open enough to position myself comfortably for some deep muffdiving foreplay. For the record this is my personal record for longest time going down on a chick without cumming up for air; but to save time lets just say after roughly twelve consecutive hours of straight oral catering you wouldn't be able to stay wake for the majority of this either.
I kept pondering whether or not to wake her up and just start fucking or I could take advantage of this perfect opportunity to fulfill an appetizing fetish of mines. To eat pussy non-stop. Plus I needed her woke for her first time. But I was too amazed to discover that women can still have multiple orgasms and squirt from their pussies in their sleep...And not wake up. So I continued to proceed with my marathon of dining her out. Sucking and slobbing all over her clitoris spitting and grinding my face all into her genitals and using my tongue to stretch as far as it could within her walls savoring the tang of her insides - I displayed grit with a lasting test of pussy eating endurance.
She didn't regain her consciousness until dawn early that next morning. For what it matters we basically spent the entire day experiencing every type of penile penetration possible. We made love - we fucked - we had slow sex - rough sex - sensual and soothing sex - anal sex - deep penetrating but passionate stroking sex and even some face fucking while I ate some more pussy. She returned the favor by grinding down balls deep on my dick the whole time I slept as well which was pretty pleasant.
Her first experience ended on a high note but it didn't stop there. From then on we would resort a room for the weekend and fuck like two sexually deprived jackrabbits neglecting food and sleep for our weekly sex marathons. This lasted maybe a few months until we somehow lost communication with eachother. It was never intentional to stop speaking with her but thats just what happened.
Three or four years later I would run into her again. Only this time things were different. She had moved in with her older sister who lived in the same apartments as my best friend since high school. Thing is before I ever seen her in the apartments I was always getting told about stories of me ex sleeping with random men. Whoever whenever and however.
I was disheartened to hear how she would walk up to random dudes and hand pick guys to have gangbangs on her..literally free pussy giveaways and sweepstakes. She was a proud neighborhood slut and didn't care what no one thought of her. Even more disturbing is how she would go into a rage after she let several guys have her at once and not one of them could satisfy her. These dudes were ashamed to even talk about it embarrassed because of their manly ego's.
I was pressed to speak with her personally and that time presented itself. We both got a lot off of our chest that evening but what I took from that would stick with me. She confessed how our sexcapades lead her to being emotionally spiritually dependent on sex. Her cravings became unable to ignore and her sexual desires grew wilder as her resistance grew weaker to the temptations of a nymphomaniac. She expressed how she broke and gave in. She would try one penis after another hoping to replicate our experience of not just sex but the healing and empowerment that came with it. Sex with me was uplifting and refreshing, sex with randoms was degrading and disappointing. Her addiction had already caused too much damage for her as she mothered three little girls since we stopped talking. Her pussy was too public to turn back. She would too frequently have guys (plural) come and just use her until they had enough then shower up and call more men over to finish off what the group of guys couldn't accomplish SMH.
I let her know that I wasn't there to judge but to help. She didn't want help only closure. I did the best I could for her. She offered her body to me one last time and we rekindled that fire on last time. I ate her pussy from the inside out and she fucked like her life mattered again. I made it my business to put her on a pedestal - worshipping every inch of her hot twat while caressing her feet - investing every emotion I had into every stroke I motioned.
I licked and slurped her pussy clean as we swallowed each other cum for the first and last time. I got dressed gave her pussy lips and forehead each a kiss of sympathy then left never speaking again.
