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As the night went on, I couldn’t help to get the thought of my roommate and her boyfriend out of my mind.  God I was so horny I needed sex. With work and school I left little time for my needs. I noticed the library was very empty for a Friday night. I bet everyone was off at some drunken orgy frat house parties but not I, I had to study. I sat there and started to drift back again to them on the couch. My panties started getting….wet, really wet. Oh God I need to cum, I wanted to SO BAD. My thoughts no longer on my homework but now on the hot guy who opened the door. I got up to get another book this time I was looking for erotica or anything with a steamy story  to ah hem assist me in cuming. As I was searching for this book, I pass myself in this mirror on the wall. Thinking to myself “geeze, I look like a horny school who needed a spanking”! ...

(THE DILEMA, THE TEMPTATION)
I was a freshman in college and it was coming up on mid-terms. I had to work late all week and had no time to study. I was beginning to feel like a virgin again with no time for a relationship except with my vibrator who even was no getting any action. I rushed into the door late Friday evening to find my roommate and her boyfriend going at it like a bunch of wild animals. They were so passionate and fierce, it was like watching a train wreck….I couldn’t stop watching them. God I was so jealous of her….she looked like a damn goddess. Long ,luscious hair, huge breasts and a small waist with a pretty nice ass. She was perfect and here I was staring at them having sex…Ugh I could just kill myself for not saying anything but just tip towed into my room. It’s not like she hadn’t asked me to join in with them a few months ago but here I am this just ...

Addicted will not be finished or continued.  I can't say that I will never finish it but at this time I cannot devote the time required to properly maintain and finish it. Work and family have made it damn near impossible to do anything but wake up, work and prepare for the next day. Plus, the last post was taking the story somewhere I hadn't intended to go. I'm sorry to anyone who was reading this story and wanted to know where it was going and how it was going to end but I don't even know where I was going with it anymore.  Thanks so much for reading and your support when others had negative things to say.  You don't know how much that meant to me. For awhile, I will only be a reader and when I post it will only be short stories that I can start and finish in one or two posts. Just wanted to give the readers a heads up before I faded into the background for awhile...but ...

*This is short but I'll be back tomorrow so don't curse me out too badly, lol!*
 
 

Robin’s time with Ryan that night was spent making love as though it were the last time she’d ever feel the touch of another human being.  Her body soaked up his every sensation, as she drank in thirst-filled desire for her as if it were a life giving nectar.  Lust lit the torch for her most primal needs until finally love found them panting for breath and drunk with mortal satisfaction. But passion is fleeting and soon Robin’s eye’s fell upon the clock to find that it was two hours past her usual time of arrival home.  

Her Cinderella moment was met with an unusual resistance from Ryan as he said,  “I don’t want to keep doing this, Robin.”

“Doing what?” Robin questioned.  She had heard him say what he was about ...

*I apologize in advance for the grammar.  It's late and I'm sleepy but I wanted to get this one up as I have to go back to work tomorrow. I'll try to tweek it later.*
 
 
 
“I’m sorry,” Robin said, as she began to eat an enormous bowl of crow.  Not only had she accused a widower of lying about his wife being dead but she had also managed to bring up a painful topic for him. She had apologized profusely to his family, especially J.C. because she wanted to make sure she was still on good terms with the one person she needed to end her legal ties with Jay.  She wrapped her arms around herself in an attempt to shield herself from the cold.  It was getting chilly and the signs of fall fast approaching made it that more difficult for Robin to find the words to say what she needed to say.  Still she tried saying, “I just really ...

Robin could hear chattering coming from the down the hall and as they got closer she recognized the sound of Ryan’s voice.  She immediately felt knots in her stomach and had the almost uncontrollable urge to have a bowel movement. Great! She was about to be the center of attention for the wrong reason and she had to boo-boo.  She then heard J.C.’s laughter followed by some voices she didn’t know.  Every step down the hall felt like one towards a fate she wasn’t sure she was ready to accept.  The second thoughts were screaming for her to abandon her mission to destroy this man and leave his wife to handle this situation herself.  What she was doing was what women did when they were emotionally attached to the man in some way, which she kept telling herself she wasn’t.  Still, it was too late to turn back now so she swallowed ...

“J.C.!” Robin gasped as she open her front door to find her lawyer standing on the other side.  She had just finished filling Monique in on what she had figured out to be the truth when the doorbell rang.  Robin was surprised, to say the least, to see J.C. at her front steps at this time of night and took it as an immediate sign of something bad for her.  Even though her mind was forming scenarios of the worse possible things that could have brought this woman to her house, she managed to stay calm as she continued, “What are you doing here?  Did Jay come with some more BS?”  She wasn’t trying to get anywhere near the subject of J.C.’s cheating husband.

“Well, well, well,” J.C. said as she slid off her driving gloves and tucked them into the pocket of her trench coat.  She raised an eyebrow while one side of ...

Monique was right. It was time for Robin to have some fun and stop worrying about what other people might say or think. She had been reading far too much into what was going on between she and the good ole dentist.  She had just gotten out of a failed marriage, to which she had dedicated five years of worthless fidelity, only to have been lied to and cheated on.  The aftermath of divorce had allowed her to fall into the group of delusional women who still believed that sex between two consensual adults equaled anything more than a good time.  Sometimes sex was just sex and that is how Robin intended on going into her “relationship” with Ryan.  With the blinders off, knowing full well she didn’t want anything from this man other that the unearthly orgasm he provided her whenever they locked their bodies together.  

For that reason alone, Robin ...

"Yes Yes Yes" cooed Monae as he took slow and long strokes in and out of her pussy. She began to claw at the sheets and bite the pillows. He was waxin that ass from every which way physically possible. "You like that shit don't you baby?" he whispered in her ear as he took hiself deeper into her love box. "Oh yes, baby!" Monae exclaimed. Now as Monae was getting her pussy pounded she began to think. She realized she was fuckin a guy she just met. "Did he put somethin in my drink?" she thought. But she loved the attention her pussy was getting so she honestly didn't care. He flipped her over and spread her legs apart and began to eat her love box like he was a starving child eating his first meal in months. "Ugh, I wanna scream his name to hills but what is it?"she began to think again. He arose from her thick thighs with her juices drippin from his lips. He was just about to jump back ...

“Monique!” Robin exclaimed, that is after she quickly pulled her tongue from the dentist’s mouth.  She had been caught completely off guard.  What was Monique doing home?  She never came home before the next day when she went off with Velle, but there she was scowling at her as if she were her mother.   Robin stammered over her words as she said, “wh…what…what are…I thought you were going to stay at Velle’s tonight.”

“I changed my mind,” Monique replied her extreme level of disdain evident in her tone of voice.  She turned her gaze on Ryan before she snidely remarked, “we don’t have men over here after eleven.  I don’t know if Robin told you that or not but we don’t have no getting busy going on over here either.”

“We weren’t doing any ...