Female Sex Addict Confessions: The Female Erotic Side Volume 1
Romance, Erotica, Erotica Anthologies, M&, Erotica Shorts
| Author: | Candy Kross | ISBN: | 1230000237132 |
| Publisher: | Vince Stead | Publication: | May 2, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Candy Kross |
| ISBN: | 1230000237132 |
| Publisher: | Vince Stead |
| Publication: | May 2, 2014 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Tracy was a young girl in her twenties. She had long legs, nice breasts; not too small, not too big, long brown hair and blue eyes. She was very attractive. I had several sessions with her before and I thought she was making progress. When we sat down for our session that day, she was out of breath as she began talking…
“I have been sex-free, as you know for two weeks now. But, last night, I don’t know, I was craving sex. Anonymous sex. I lost control of myself and had to have it.” She said with a shameful look on her face. Then she looked at me with her pleading eyes, “Am I a bad person?” She looked like she was on the verge of tears.
“No, Tracy, you are not a bad person. Did you give in to your craving?”
“I did.” She said and hung her head down.
“Why don’t you tell me about what happened then?” I asked her in the caring way I always treated my patients. I knew what she was going through, because I had gone through it as well.
“Well, as I said, I was in the mood for some anonymous sex….” She began her story.
I went online and began surfing the many dating sites I had joined before, looking for someone to meet.
Tracy was a young girl in her twenties. She had long legs, nice breasts; not too small, not too big, long brown hair and blue eyes. She was very attractive. I had several sessions with her before and I thought she was making progress. When we sat down for our session that day, she was out of breath as she began talking…
“I have been sex-free, as you know for two weeks now. But, last night, I don’t know, I was craving sex. Anonymous sex. I lost control of myself and had to have it.” She said with a shameful look on her face. Then she looked at me with her pleading eyes, “Am I a bad person?” She looked like she was on the verge of tears.
“No, Tracy, you are not a bad person. Did you give in to your craving?”
“I did.” She said and hung her head down.
“Why don’t you tell me about what happened then?” I asked her in the caring way I always treated my patients. I knew what she was going through, because I had gone through it as well.
“Well, as I said, I was in the mood for some anonymous sex….” She began her story.
I went online and began surfing the many dating sites I had joined before, looking for someone to meet.
