Additcted: my pussy was sore, but I needed to get fucked harder

You know those kind of women that go around, wearing seductive clothes during nightouts trying to get attention from men and possibly make things develop into something more? I am not one of those. In fact, I am very simple person, focused on my career and future. Do not get fooled by this – I am pretty hot by any standards, and knowing how many men would love to have sex with me gives me a lot of confidence.

Sport has always been my passion. I tryed many things – from volleyball and athletics to the gym in more recent days. All those years of hard work really payed off – the fact that I got to the list of 10 most popular models in the country for this year speaks a lot alone. However, I am a loyal woman. At least I used to be.

My relationship was beautiful to some point. But as everything else, it lost it’s strenght with time. Although it was still not officially over, it was obvious where things were going. Actually, sex was the only thing that still worked between us. And even this was not anything special anymore.

I was sitting on the couch as he was out with friends and looking the calendar. Okay, now I understand why I get horny like an animal these days. My period schedule got messed and I am at the top of my fertile days. Okay, it is natural for me to feel turned on, but this much…

I must cool my mind a bit. I mean, it is really too much that I use every fucking place to get off. I realised this all went a bit too far once I found myself rubbing one leg against the other at the work just to feel the sensation going from my clit through my whole body. But still, the fact that someone could notice is, hmm, somehow hot.

Okay I have to stop now with this or I am going to screw something up. But I am bored…

Yes!! I would go to the gym to distract myself. I mean, I can not use my fertile days and troubles with my partner as an excuse to give up on my goals. Lets do this now.

As soon as I packed my new outfit, did the make up and got in the car, my thoughts started fighting against each other: “Do this girl! Stay focused and strong on your career!”, and the moment later: “just go for it and get that pussy fucked, it craves to get pumped hard.”

And it continued even when I arrived to the locker room. I was out of myself, lost in my horny thoughts. I changed my clothes and room was empty, so I could stay there for few more moments.

Damn!! I looked incredible in those new black leggings! Are they bit too transparent? I do not know and I do not care. My booty looks so nice and round and I feel good in general. Do I look a bit thick? Maybe, but better than being so skinny, I do not like that. How about my sport bra? Is this cleavage too big? I mean, it is as big as the ones I used before. Maybe bit more opened. But just a bit. It might be that my boobs just got bit bigger. Usually, when my fertile days are around, my they get a lot fuller. Probably thats the case.

Okay girl, stop. Go and do fucking workout. It is a leg day! Work that booty, make it even hotter!

And I was fine. For the next 15 minutes.

As soon as I finished my warm up squat sets, I looked in the mirror to pay attention if somebody is watching me and my curves. And I was not wrong! 3 guys and 2 girls! Fuck.

My heart started beating faster as I observed the situation in the mirror.

A moment of shame has come when I noticed visibly wet spot on my pants.

What? How can I be this stupid? Shitttt!!!!

How is it possible that I had fucking forgot to put my thongs on?? I had just this transparent leggings and skin under?

Now I understood why I locked that hot in the lockery room. Shit shit shit.

Probably all those people had noticed.

What now?

My mind told me to just go home and pretend nothing happened, but my pussy told me different things. The fight in my head started again.

Okay girl. First stop thinking about it, because things are going to get worse. Just keep lifting and it will get dry and you will be fine.

It didn’t get dry completely, but it got better.

My workout was about to finish, gym was about to close in 20 minutes, and only 2 guys were left with me.

It was time to test my 1 rep max, and I needed a spotter. Whom to ask?

Okay, the stronger one, but just because he seemed more experienced and was less likely to screw it up. (Actually it was an excuse, he turned me on).

Successful attempt. Both for me and for him.

For me because I did the lift, and for him because his cock got obviously really really hard.

Fuck.

He was handsome. Veins, wide shoulders, thin waist, mmm… I was wet again.

I turned around, the other guy had already left. We were alone now.

“Lisa, nice to meet you” I shaked his hand. Why do we women need to start the conversation always?

“Phillip” he responded shortly.

Silence.

He continued: “You are.. a bit…”

Me: “A bit?”

Him: “Cute.”

I liked the compliment. My smile thanked him for this.

He continued: “Actually, you are really cute, and a bit wet.”

Fuck, he noticed. I was embrassed. Probably red in face. My heart beated fast. I was still sweaty from the lift.

What to do? What to say? What to use as an excuse? Think fast!! And yeah, attack him back:

“And you are hard. Really really hard.” I continued game with my words.

“How do you know?” He was ready for my response.

I just pointed out to his bulge standing straight up.

“That is my soft state. It is not hard.” He laughed

I was too horny. My pussy lips were naturally opened already, soak was dripping and it was aching and begging to get fucked.

I grabbed his cock. “Yes, it is hard. This is not how soft cock feels like.”

He was still a bit unsure: “Are you sure about that? Is this right thing to do?”

I was silent.

Suddenly, he lightly pushed me away: “In the end, why do you think you have the right to touch my intimate area?”

It turned me on even more. I was so hungry now. I wanted him just to take it out and do whatever he wants with me.

I got on my knees, made an eye contact and whispered in seductive voice: “Even if you were not hard, now you will get..” And started pulling his pants down.

He couldn’t resist. I knew that. My mouth was just at the level of his cock, and his look went from my eyes to my cleavage. Okay, it could be slutty, but I intentionally had put my bra bit lower already.

His cock was out. What. The. Fuck. What. Is. This. !!!.

Okay. It was quite long. For sure above average. But what the fuck is with the girth? That was a coke can!!

Shit. I wouldn’t be able to take it in any hole.

He interrupted me by grabbing my neck (not too hard, but still he showed he was in charge): “what are you waiting now? You will just watch?”

Nope, I will not. I opened my mouth and started licking his balls. Gently. Than playing with head. Oh shit, precum made me crazy. I tryed to take it fully in my mouth. And I did it. Almost. My jaw was hurting, but it felt good. It tasted amazing. It smelled amazing. Is it testosterone? I felt submissive. Horny. Attractive. Slutty.

“I just can’t” he shouted out of nowhere.

What does that mean? He did not enjoy it?

“I can not be this gentle and slow. I am too horny. I need to fuck you. Rough.” He was so confident.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck. This made me crazy. I wanted it so bad. I wanted it between my boobs. I wanted it in my mouth. And more than anything, I wanted it in my pussy. I needed it. Now.

I hurried up to take my bra down and told him: fuck my boobs first and I will let you fuck me if you do great job.

I enjoyed making conditions.

And he did. Harder than I expected. I am not sure about other women, but my nipples are sensitive. Just as my whole chest area. Few nipple pinches, spits and licks followed by light slapping can make me go over the edge.

I stood up and looked in the mirror. My hair was messy. My make up was still there. My boobs were slightly red. I was already in pain. And I loved it. It provided me a pleasure my man never offered.

Ah fuck. This was a chance to make my dream come true. Watching myself in the mirror getting fucked.

Fuuuck. He spanked me. Shit.

And pulled my pants down.

Spanked me again. But this time a lot harder.

It hurted. But it still made me wet and a drop of juice dripped down.

Aaahhhhhh. I screamed. This was sudden. He did not even warned me he was about to get in.

I can not explain this painful/pleasurable feeling. He had hard time moving inside. Friction was insane. I felt huge preasure on every part of my tight warm pussy.

He started going faster. It felt so good. Each thurst would hit my G spot. He was verbal.

“Good girl, you are doing great” his voice was sexy.

And scene in mirror? His left hand pulling my hair, his right hand spanking my ass, his wide shoulders, rythmical and deep thursts. Veins on arms. Strong core. And me?? Screaming face, boobs pushed against the mirror, left hand trying to open my pussy wider for him, right hand rubbing my clit, juices dripping…

I was close. I was fucking too close.

Shit. Does he have a condom on? I needed to ask him.

But I just couldn’t. Moans made my mouth too busy for questions.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck…” I was way too loud. And I did not care.

“You ever been fucked like this?” He asked.

“Nev… ne… nev… never! Master. Ahh…” i was luckiest woman ever.

“Call me… call.. nam.. names!” Animal inside me was speaking.

He was agressive: “Shit, get your legs close together, I want strongest grip possible.”

I wanted to do that, but I was too weak. But he was not. So he made me do that. He was strong. It felt so tight, my pussy was making lound sounds every time his big hanging balls would slap against my lips.

“Call.. nam.. tell me.. tell..” I wanted to be submissive.

“Dirty slut I am going to fill you up” and hard ropes of thick cum started flowing deep inside.

I was done. I orgasmed immediately. My whole body was vibrating. My pussy and ass contracted simultaneously. First contraction, second… each harder than previous. And he kept filling me with hard dynamic thursts.. my legs shaked… and that lasted… and lasted…

He pulled it out. I just fell down. I was not able to be on my legs anymore.

Cum started drippint out. I cleaned it with fingers and swallowed it. I am addicted to cum.

Few moments went by until he started conversation again: “This was great, I hope we will stay lovers. Thank you. It is time to show you that I trully care about you.”

And he took me up, we showered together, and went to his place, where we fell asleep.

The morning after I broke up with my man.

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