CHAPTER I
It was Saturday morning, I was laying in bed fingering my pussy after my fifth orgasm of the day and it was still only 1PM.
Last night was a blast after being roughly fucked by three men in a parking lot of a nightclub I went to with my new bestie Ashley. This morning my pussy was still sore after the brutal treatment it received but I craved more, more cock. It was never enough, you could call me a slut and would gladly embrace it. I was a slut. I'm addicted to the pleasure and bliss of sex. I loved it rough, that's the only way I liked being fucked, hard and rough.
Laying in bed I recalled the previous night at the club. It was my usual routine on Friday nights, going to a club to look for cock. I always dressed in a very slutty way, very short dresses or mini skirts. I either wore a barely covering my pussy g-string or went completely bare under my clothes. My dress was so short last night that you could easily see my cunt picking through. Upon seeing me men would have no doubt of my intentions. I never wore a bra, I had a nice C cup that I loved roughly fondled, grabbed or roughly played with.
The first thing I did when I got inside the club was head to the bar, the bartender recognized me immediately but he had no idea who Ashley was. Ashley was a new friend I made, she was here for a good time but not my type of a good time. She knew I was a total slut for cock and she was okay with it but she wasn't into it. Into having her pussy pounded by total strangers or anyone who came into her like I was. I never said no, no matter how unattractive I found a guy, I enjoyed all the cocks too. Big or small I had no preference, a cock was a cock. I also loved it bareback, the sweet feeling of a creampie in my cunt.
"Hi Amelia, nice seeing you again." Brad the bartender said with a wink my way. Brad pounded my pussy earlier this week precisely last Wednesday when he stopped by my apartment for a quickie. He used my cunt everytime he was horny and wanted to get off. My pussy twitched at the memory of his rough pounding, he grabbed my tits so hard while ramming inside my pussy doggystyle I still had some left other bruising. Mr Jones my boss asked me Thursday morning what happened to me when I took off my top to titti fuck his cock. Mr Jones was obsessed with my tits and my skilled mouth on his cock. He used my mouth to get off every morning and of course the cum addict I was, it was a bliss to start my day drinking my favorite protein shake, mr Jones spunk. He usually didn't fuck me in his office, content with blowjobs and titti fucking. He was in his 50's, sometimes he simply wanted me on my knees under his office table with his flaccid cock in my mouth to keep his dick warm and toasty.