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But nothing was normal anymore. I lay there in the dark with my father-in-law’s cum still leaking out of my pussy and knew one thing for certain: I was completely, hopelessly addicted. And I already couldn’t wait for him to fuck me again.

In my mind, I'd fantasize about some lecherous man charging at me, shoving me to the ground, and roughly forcing my legs apart. Then came the weekend. My roommates invited me to a bar. I'd heard there were plenty of good-looking guys there. It was like waving a red flag at my hungry inner demon. Soon we arrived at the bar. A few drinks went down smoothly. And I couldn't resist the urge to expose myself again, right there in the crowd. That craving was more addictive than poison. It felt like ants crawling under my skin. I couldn't sit still. But my roommates were right next to me. There was no way I could do that kind of thing in front of them.

My fingers tapped once against my knee. "Adrian?" "Active. Communications with Helix Circle confirmed. He believes the transition is secure." *Believes.* My jaw tightened. Adrian was brilliant in the way that made certain men dangerous, comprehensively, and just comprehensively enough to miss what actually mattered. He thought securing a position meant the position held. That placing pieces on a board meant the board stopped moving. It didn't. "Keep watching him. Closely." "Yes, sir." I closed my eyes. Adrian believed I was finished. I had written that story for him carefully, every leaked detail, every calculated misstep, every board meeting where I said just slightly less than I knew. He h

The sheets got stained with my semen. I rolled beside her, pulling her closer to me. “I don't know what I am going to do now.” Luna looked up, “What do you mean?” I smiled, “I'm addicted to you, baby. I don't think I can have enough of you ever.” Luna giggled, and cupping my face she kissed me gently. My heart hammered inside my chest, and it only got whenever I hit the gym. Her one kiss simply made the organ beat. “You are a tempting man yourself, Mr. Aaron.”

They paid double when we kissed and swapped their cum between our mouths. Back home, the addiction consumed us completely. We loved it. The soreness between our legs after a long night, the sticky feeling of dried cum on our skin, the way our pussies throbbed with memories of being stretched and used. “We’re addicted, baby,” Mom moaned one night as she ground her clit against mine after a particularly brutal session with four clients. “And I fucking love it. Your dad’s death left me empty. You filled me with this… this fire.”

Who ever would have thought it? I pour myself a mug of coffee, add creamer and some sugar. I need it after last night. My legs, I’m telling you are wobbly I can still feel him. That dick of his is mammoth whatever the girls have been saying, trust me it is all true. So damn true and he has become my new addiction. I cannot wait for him to come home tonight, and we can do it all over again.

I can't see anything but the burning heat in my body. she had tried so hard to pull her wrist out of my grip, but every time she did that it was like she was giving me strength to tighten my grip on her. "T-Help..." I heard her hoarse voice whispered. She was running out of energy to scream and continued to sob. I was so high. So fucking high. She drugged me and I was just returning her a favor. Sucking her neck was my damn favorite and now, I was addicted. I like the taste of her soft skin.

Isabelle moaned brokenly as she felt both men’s cum mixing inside her. They stayed like that under the hot water for a long moment, Ethan still buried inside her, kissing her neck softly. “You were amazing tonight,” he whispered. “I love you.” Isabelle smiled weakly against his shoulder, her mind reeling. “I love you too,” she whispered back. But as Ethan gently pulled out and more cum dripped out of her. A mixture of both men dripped down her thighs, Isabelle realized the terrifying truth. She was already addicted. And tomorrow, she would go back to Mr. Kane’s office without hesitation.

You are my addiction is the story of people who are obsessed and addicted to their partners. ____________THE END____________ Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who supported me. I hope you loved the story. English is not my first language, so please forgive me if there are any verbal mistakes in the story with that and enjoyed the story. If I will update a new story, I will drop it in the comment box, till then take care all Guys love you all...!!

All addictions are bad, Unless they give you a reason to live. All controls are good, Until they take away all your reasons to live. .....................................................