All Chapters of Sinful Addiction : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The hallway outside was quiet, but inside the men’s bathroom my heart hammered like a drum against my ribs. I’m Sylvia, a shameless twenty year old college student, and according to the rumors, the biggest slut on campus.Ever since that video of me making out with five guys went viral, most people pretended not to know my name. They just called me slut, whore, cum-dump. I stopped caring months ago. The names only made me wetter. I didn’t give a fuck. Today, I was finally living up to the title once more.Brian, the rugby team’s captain, had his back pressed against the cubicle wall, breathing ragged. He looked horny yet terrified of getting caught. That delicious fear in his eyes made my pussy throb.I dropped to my knees on the cold tiles, not giving a fuck about the discomfort. My fingers dragged his zipper down and his thick, heavy cock sprang free, already twitching with need. I stroked it first, rubbing the silky hot shaft across my cheek, kissing the pulsing vein underneath.“M

I walked out of Professor Garvin’s office with my hips swaying and a wicked smile on my lips. My bare pussy was still slick from Brian’s cum and my own arousal. He might have turned me down today, but I could see the flicker in his eyes. Men like him always break eventually. Tomorrow was a new day, and I was going to make it filthy.The next morning I dressed to kill. I wore a tight white blouse that strained over my full tits with no bra, and the shortest pleated skirt I owned. My nipples poked against the fabric, and I skipped the panties again. Let the whole campus see what a slut I was.I timed it perfectly for Professor Garvin’s lecture. Front row, legs crossing and uncrossing slowly so he caught flashes of my smooth, dripping cunt. I stared at him with pure hunger every time he glanced my way. Halfway through, his voice became unsteady.“Miss Brooks, see me after class.”In his office, he backed me against the wall. “Watch your behavior. I'm not playing this game with you.”“Pro

The bet was simple and cruel. 5,000 bucks if Jax, the town’s notorious bad boy, could fuck the preacher’s daughter, innocent 19 year old Grace Thompson before the end of summer.Everyone in Willow Creek knew it was impossible. Grace was the golden girl of the town, the shining example of purity. She was always in modest dresses, quoting scripture, untouched and pure. She volunteered at the youth group, sang in the choir, and had never been on a date. Jax’s crew laughed when he shook on it. “You’re fucked, man. She’ll never give it up.”But Jax loved a challenge.Jax Harlan was the complete opposite of Grace. At twenty-three, with messy dark hair that seemed to cover his piercing blue eyes, a lean muscular build gotten from working at the local auto shop, and snake tattoos across his arms and chest, Jax was trouble. He rode a black motorcycle through the streets and always smoked behind the old diner.His crew of friends, a rough group of mechanics and dropouts were drinking at the poo

The next few days passed with more secret pleasure and overwhelming guilt for Grace. She couldn’t stop thinking about Jax, the way his thick cock had stretched her, the filthy things he whispered while fucking her raw, how he had filled her virgin pussy with his cum. Every time she closed her eyes, she felt him inside her again.Jax kept showing up at church like nothing had changed. He sat in the back row during Sunday service, giving her that smile whenever their eyes met. During youth group meetings, he helped her as usual, brushing his hand against hers when no one was looking, whispering dirty promises in her ear when they were alone for a moment.“You still feel me inside you, princess?” he’d murmur, making her thighs clench and her cheeks burn.Grace was completely addicted. She snuck out two more times that week to meet him at the farmhouse. Each time the sex was more intense. He taught her how to suck his cock properly, how to take him deeper down her throat, how to ride him

He jerked slightly when I took his nipple into my mouth, but I reassured him in a low, commanding voice. “Relax, Jamal. Trust me, this is going to feel incredible.” He calmed down almost instantly. When a man’s cock is this hard, he becomes surprisingly obedient.I tongued and sucked his nipples gently, while I kept stroking. He began to moan, arching his hips to fuck my hands with long, loving thrusts. I used my shirt to wipe the lotion off his massive cock. I was dying to taste him.With my mouth open, I leaned forward to take his enormous dick, but he suddenly giggled and tried to block me with his elbow, still laughing.I wasn’t deterred. I parted his thick thighs wider, took his heavy balls into my mouth, and gave them the attention they deserved. He gasped as I rolled them with my tongue. Then I moved lower, rimming his virgin hole. Jamal lifted his muscular legs slightly, giving me better access.“Jesus Christ!” he gasped loudly as my tongue flicked across his tight asshole.I