My name is Lucy and I’m 24, 5ft 5 with long thick blond hair, 32c breasts and I weighed at that time about 110. Most people would say I was nicely put together, my ex always said I was well fuckable. When I think back over these last few years and the number of men I’ve had sex with, is frankly shocking for most people to comprehend. My need to be fucked, used and treated like a whore is something I have difficulty controlling.
It has been several months since I broke up with my ex, and my need to be fucked was almost constant. Things were getting out of control. My sister was starting to get fed up with the number of men I was bringing back to the apartment and she sat up worrying if I didn’t go home at night. It was becoming difficult to get fucked, used by a stranger without my sister getting upset.
I needed to find a way to keep my sister happy and still fuck when I needed too. At first, I would fuck guys in the toilets of a night club or bar and still go home alone at night, which kept my sister happy.
Occasionally, when the need got too strong; I would go into sex shops. I could easily find someone to have sex with in one of the video cabins. Usually older guys with glasses who probably hadn’t had a real woman in years.
One Saturday night, I met a guy in a nightclub not far from home. He wasn’t great looking, but he was the first guy who tried to chat me up and I was dripping wet and desperate to be used. I wore a little black dress and black bra. I left my knickers at home. I knew why I was coming here. To find a guy and fuck him in the toilet. Knickers would just et in the way .
I took a guy by the hand and led him into the toilet. I tried to drag him into a cubicle where he could use me but he had other ideas. He grabbed me, lifted my little black dress up around my waist and picked me up. There were 5 or 6 guys in the toilet, staring at us as he dropped me onto one of the three sinks and pushed my legs a part, exposing my bare neatly trimmed pussy to everyone in the toilet.
“Grab her kegs,” he said to the group of men.
Within seconds my legs were being held apart by two guys I’d never seen before. I watched as the guy I’d come in with undid the belt on his trousers, pulled out his hard cock and rubbed the head against my pussy lips.
“What you waiting for,” I moaned.
“What do you want?” he whispered into my ear.
“Fuck my cunt,” I mumbled loud enough for everyone to hear.
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