The life of a little sex addict...

I’ll cut straight to it. The date with Paul on Friday went well but what happened when I got back to F and P’s was better… To quote an e-mail I got sent last week “enough of fucking f and P already” well I know that wasn’t meant literally but it’s very true.

I’ve been their sex slave for weeks and until I went out with Paul on Friday I didn’t realise how lucky I’ve been. Don’t get me wrong Paul hit the spot. Both at the restaurant and when we got back to my place. Although I don’t think I’ll be able to show my face in their for a while. There were more than a few blushes when the waiter was less than discreet when he caught me with Paul’s cock in my hand between courses.

When we got back to mine we didn’t even make it up the stairs. I had just pushed the door shut when Paul was on me. I didn’t care I was gagging to get his cock up me and doggy style on the stairs has always been one of my favs. We did make it to my room in the end but Paul couldn’t stay as he had an early class (his loss, make a not of that one folks!) I was in two minds what to do but after a text to F her reply had me in doubt that I hadn’t had enough.

Luckily it’s a shot cab ride from my place to theirs. For the second time I hardly made it in the door before F had her hand up my skirt… “Come on Robin let me taste that hunks spunk” dipping a finger in my pussy and pressing it her lips. Hustling me into the lounge where P was already sat with his hard cock in his hand. It was obvious what F had been up too so I gave her a big snog so that she could taste Paul’s cock and I could taste P’s.

F pushed me back on the couch and pushed my legs apart kissing her way down my neck across my stomach and down between my legs. Mumbling something about cream pie she started licking away at my sopping pussy. P just watched on pulling away at his swelling cock and I started to feel my pussy juicing up on F’s tongue. She was moaning away I was moaning away and P began to grown. F was using her fingers to scope Paul’s spunk from deep inside me. Smearing round her lips and tonguing my clit.

I pushed my hips up against F’s face as my orgasm grew. Rapping my legs round her back my muscles tightened as my pussy pulsed on her tongue. Looking up at me covered in a mix of juices she smiled that telling smile. I slide from the couch onto the floor lying with my legs spread with P’s chair between them. Looking up at his cock as it glistened. F positioned herself on all fours inches above my face as P slide from the chair. Now normally he’d have gone straight for F’s pussy but this time he stopped patted mine and slipped his cock straight in.

I shuddered and lifted my head to lick the juices dripping from F. P gave my pussy a couple of strokes and then pulled out. Pushing F forward a little he slipped his cock in as I licked the length of it as it slide between her wet lips. I then alternated between F’s clit and P’s balls lapping away as he fucked her. P leant back from time to time to finger my pussy and feed it to F. This went on for some time before I could see P’s balls tightening. Sucking on his ball sack as F began to orgasm and I felt P’s cock tighten again and again as he pumped F full of spunk.

He waited a while before pulling his wet cock from F’s pussy. I was stabbing at F’s pussy with my tongue to keep it tingling and I had an idea what was coming next. P sat back on the chair and watched as F sat up and back down onto my waiting tongue. Squirming around to make sure I got the lot as I lapped up a cream pie of my own. F then turned around and began to lick P’s cock as she sat back down on my face my nose pressing up against her tight ring.

When she was sure that I had swallowed every last drop she stood up. By now P was rock hard again so I slid on to his cock pushing him back in the chair. Now it was F’s turn to watch and lick as I rode P’s cock faster and faster. F began to spank me and that just added to the excitement and pleasure of taking my second hard cock and second big load of the evening. Even though P had already filled F’s pussy his second load is always bigger and as I fucked every last ounce of spunk out of P’s balls F was their behind us licking away and loving it.

F lied back on the floor and I tried my best to hold onto P’s heavy load as I lowered myself down onto her face. I now know how a snail feels as I left a little trail of juices across her belly and boobs. Sitting down on her face I made sure that I did the same to her as she’d done to me and I wasn’t getting up until she had lapped up every last drop!