My name is Evelyn Monroe , i am a sex addict , 30 years old and this is my story . I moved from France to America when i was 7 years old , i live in Bloomingdale , New york for a number of years now . My mom and dad work very hard to provide food for me and my two brothers, as the only girl i got any thing i wanted.
My desire for sex erupt when one day i came home from school and say my brother having sex with his girlfriend ,they were so passionate toward each other , and as a french native sex is treated special towards any one you make love with. There was no such thing as sex addict.
I went on to collage where i have my first taste of intercourse , Eric was the boy that took my virginity in the back of his truck . He eat my pussy like it was the best french pie ever ,i grab his hard dick and susk it slowly , as he morn, wondering if i was a pro . I was just a french goddess that got entangled in in the moment of astonishing pleasure.
He put me on my back and force his hard cock into my pussy , i felt a pain ran from my back to my head causing instant headache ; I sank my finger nails into his flesh bruising his back with every thrust he made deep in the sweetness of my hot wet pussy , kissing me slowly with every stroke and loosing myself into the pleasure land of love.
I was feeling very good about seeing Eric again, so i went to see him at his dorm room where i got my heart broken . I caught him having sex with another girl, my whole world fell apart and that when things turned for the worst toiling the road to becoming a sex addict..
I was on my way to my dorm room when i saw my friend peter , i told him every thing that had happen and he try to comfort me , well comfort me he did . I kissed him and he pull back as if he was surprised , he ask if i am sure i want to have sex with him and i answer yes , then i kiss him passionately and put him into my bed of shame.
After peter and i have sex he told me he has a girlfriend and this cant happen again , i understand , i just needed the comfort at the time. After peter i have sex with thirty different boy on campus , i was jut out of control and loving it.
Sex have become a daily thing for me , sometime i have sex with three different boys for one day , i was really good at it and the more i have sex the more hornier i got and the more i look for guys to have sex with.
I was obsessed with having sex so that it affected my mid term exams. i was about to fail History class , i knew that i needed extra credit to further my studies. Mr Bryan is my history class teacher , he alway look at me with lust in his eyes , like he would have me for breakfast, this is my tool and i am about to use as my advantage.
After Mr Bryan have concluded a night class i went to him and explaining that i need to pass his class to get full credit so i can peruse my studies , i told him i will do anything to pass his class and with great confidence i kiss him passionately to bring out the pervert out of him.
He took me to a motel room, at first he looks nervous , so i coach him to relax as we got undressed. I push him to lay on the bed while hile i work on is dick to get it up as stiff as possible. He told me that he wanted to have sex with me from the first time he saw me in is class while eating my wet hot pussy , his mouth felt so soft on my cunt i was lost in the land of pleasure .
He took his time pushing his big cock inside my wet pussy , it was so painful it remind me of the first time i have sex with Eric , i ride his dick like a Australian Jockey and loving every second of it . Setting the course to get full credit .
By time the semester was up i have sex with over one hundred different guys , just to quench my bad sex habit. I don't think i am a sex addict ; because if you are hungry you must eat , so if you are horny you must fuck.
so what do you think , am i an sex addict or a girl that was hurt and use sex to fill that void.
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