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 Added: Sep 4, 2012  
 Owner: AshlynLuv
 Total Stories: 2

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Addicted To You (Report It)

"Im addicted to sex, What can I say?" Sarah said, finally looking up from the piece of paper she had been twirling in between her fingers.
They all stared at her, surprise on every face, it was an amazing feeling to twist their thoughts.
"You do realize that this is an AA meeting, alcoholics anonymous..." The meeting director has pity in her eyes, she must think me insane , Sarah thought, how delicious.

"Yes, I am aware, it was lovely meeting you all..." With that, Sarah stood up and slowly made her way to the door. As she expected, the handsome dark haired man, that she had been eying, got up to follow her. Sarah had to give herself a mental 'pat on the back', it worked everytime.

When the sex addict director caught Sarah in the bathroom, in one of the kinkiest positions she had ever bent into, the jig was up. She had to find another place to meet people like her. She had tried heroine, crack, and insomnia meetings. She had found some interesting people, but the insomniacs never really worked out. With her freaky ways, she had found a way to cure thier sleeping problem, who would have guessed?

Among all the crazy people she had met, none had done the job like the alcoholics. She had figured, when they weren't drinking, they were fucking, or both. That worked out just fine for her, take advantage, and leave them to their misery.

Sarah pulled on the dark man's shirt collar, "Come on, big boy, I'll show you an addiction."

She lead him down the small hallway of the church, a great place for rehabilitation , she thought, and sex. at the end of the hall, she kicked open the swinging door of the ladies bathroom, and began to pull him in.

"Wait, wait." Handsome stammered. "Here? I got an amazing place, right down the street, let me take you there."

Sarah's face dropped a bit. "Next thing you'll be asking is to take me to dinner, have some fun damnit!" She began to pull again, with no success, and finally released his collar. He only smiled at her, looking right into her eyes. She quickly looked away, pushing past him, and towards the exit.

"Now wait a minute," the handsome mistake grabbed her arm. "What's wrong with dinner? Everyone has got to eat, right? I'm a bit starved myself." The look in his eyes said 'trouble' but Sarah couldnt look away this time.

"I'm not the type of girl you want to dine with hunnie, I already made a fool out of myself to get what I want, now your making a fool out of me by not giving it to me."

"Oh come on now, theres always time for that, and believe me, I'm worth the wait."

Damn his eyes , Sarah thought. She didn't date, it was against her rules. She had good reason not to get attached, but there he was, holding his arm out, waiting for her to be someone she wasn't. Reluctantly, she took the bait, maybe he was worth the wait, she could always break his heart later.

As the sun rose the next morning, Sarah couldn't help but notice that her clothes were still on. This is an amazing place , she thought, looking around at Handsome's 'sky high' pent house. She lay on the couch, in a large living area. The floors, a dark wood, beautifully woven rugs all about. The walls were mostly windows, covered by automatic roll down shades. The fire place was in the center of the room, bigger then any she had seen, and you could see thru it, into the kitchen. She took in the luxury as she wondered where handsome had gone to. They had spent the whole night talking... TALKING? Sarah realized the mistake she had made. This was becoming more then she wanted, more then she could handle. She had to leave.

As she got to the door to put her heels on, handsome came around the corner.

"Where are you going in such a hurry? I made breakfast." He held out a plate that smelled divine. Pancakes, eggs, toast...no man had ever made her breakfast before. Sarah dropped her shoes, staring at the plate hesitantly.

"It's not poison, I promise. Sit down would ya?" Handsome walked back towards the dinning room and set Sarah's plate on the table. Mentally beating herself in the head, Sarah sat next to him, and ate breakfast.

After having stuffed herself, maybe to punish herself, Sarah stared at the dark haired mystery next to her.

"What is your name? I never even asked you, I don't usually ask." Sarah said, looking down at her empty plate, feeling completely punished.

"Derek...and I thought you'd never ask. What is your name?" He asked, touching her hand lightly. In quick reaction, Sarah pulled away. She thought about giving him the fake name that she often used with her playmates, they always wanted something to yell when she was on top of them.

"Sarah." She finally said, this time, she touched him. She saw the hunger deep in those dark eyes of his. She knew what he really wanted, and she had no problem giving it to him. Standing up, she put one foot on the chair, and one knee on the table, knocking over her orange juice, pushing her empty breakfast plate aside. She crawled across the table to him, pulling him up by his collar. This time, he came willingly, grabbing her waist and sliding her down onto her back. He climbed up on his chair and put one knee on the table, throwing a leg over her to straddle her.

He wasn't as gentle as she thought he would be, nor as rough as she was used to, ripping at the buttons of her blouse. Cupping her breasts in his large hands, he savagely kissed down her neck. Sarah moaned in response, feeling something she hadn't felt before, an actual yearning for him, not just the sex. Derek pulled her up, to take off her blouse, pulling at the straps of her bra. As she became exposed, Derek stopped to take it all in, he didn't want to take her on the table, he wanted her in the sheets. He quickly climbed off the table and pulled her up, throwing her over his shoulder. She laughed, loudly, it was the first time he heard her laugh.

It was the first time Sarah had heard herself laugh, so carelessly. She was being whisked off to the bedroom, beyond her control.

She loved it.

Derek laid themselves upon black silken sheets, running his tongue feverishly over Sarah's body. Taking her breasts in his hands, as he traced his tongue over one raised nipple. Sarah's breath caught in her throat as he nibbled on her skin. He held her hands down to the bed as he traced a line down her stomach, circling her belly button on the way down. He unbuttoned her pants, and slowly kissed every inch that was newly revealed to him. Sarah's body shuddered as Derek pulled down her pants. She could feel his hot breath as he hovered over her panties, kissing the outside, teasing her with his fingers. She arched up to him as he slipped one finger underneath to feel her warmth. He pulled her panties aside and teased her slit with his tongue. With each stroke, he dove a little deeper until he reached her sweet pink, sampling her button with nerve twitching nibbles. He let his finger slowly dip into dampened warmth, sliding in and out, pointing up to reach her G spot. He then made his tongue flat over her, moving up and down, surrounding her clit with intense sensations. Sarah's body had taken over, limbs all a shudder, her hips bucking towards his face, wanting more of his warmth, feeling her insides churn with pleasure...and explode.

Sarah had never felt an orgasm so powerful, so full of emotion, and heat. Most of the time, she didn't get off at all, and perhaps that is what brought on her addiction. As she lay there, regathering herself, she noticed that Derek had stopped, he was still fully dress, laying beside her.

"what are you doing?" She stammered, still overtaken by sheer oblivion.

"Giving you what you want." He answered simply. He kissed her cheek, and curled up next to her, just holding her. Never had a man given her pleasure without wanting it in return. Rarely had they thought of 'her' pleasure during sex at all. She couldn't wrap the idea around her jumbled mind.

This handsome mystery, Derek, had given her what she was really looking for all along, affection. Here was someone who actually gives a damn if she gets off, or gets what she wants. She was looking in all the wrong places. A sex addict is in it for thier own benefit, she knew that all too well. Is that really what I am addicted to? she thought. Sarah finally let herself relax, she let herself enjoy Handsome's company. She didn't want to run for the door, not today. She wanted to stay...



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