My first taste of sex satisfied me. 

Nipples peaked within his fingers. Clit swelled from his licks. His penetrating cock was enough. 

Then, my clit grew numb to his tongue. More. I needed more.

My own fingers, frantically fucking and strumming, failed me. 

Like an alcoholic, one drink no longer sated me.

Sexual cravings... that erotic high... smothered other thoughts. 

Boundaries were pushed...

Clamped nipples, a whipped ass briefly quieted my ever-growing cravings, then I lay starving once again. 

Feeding my addiction grew dangerous...

Aching to feel anything, I Iured three strangers from the dark pits. They simultaneously ravaged my holes, finally making me cream. 

Soon after, I craved more!