My room was adjacent to Mom’s, and I had begun jacking off when I heard a buzzing sound on the other side of the wall. Oh, my god, I thought, Mom is...using a vibrator! She is turned on and wants something inside of her pussy! I realized that she was probably thinking of me, about having me inside of her, while she masturbated.It was at that moment that I no longer cared about her as my mother; she was just a sexy woman with a pussy that I wanted to lick and fuck! I threw off the covers and got. This thought changed into a desperate wanting for me to explore a lady before I graduated. The desperation and urge went to those extents that whenever I saw a beautiful girl or my lecturer or any lady on streets, I would get an erection. It was slowly becoming an obsession for me which I feared that might turn against me, so I badly wanted to get rid of this obsessionAfter a hard mind struggle I made up my mind to approach a slut through my friend who had his own contacts.Me and my friend. They had been friends since school, and often met up during the office lunch break to chat. Sara could rely on Carol for comfort and discretion. Unlike Sara, Carol had a sensible head on her shoulders and would soon bring her flights of fancy back to the ground. ‘No, not really. Why do you ask?’ ‘This meeting with Tom’s new boss. It was so strange. Tom was not around when he turned up – I am still so mad with him about that, so naturally I was left to keep him amused while we waited for Tom to. So I started slow, asked her to get naked and on her knees, I told her to call me sir.She said "yes sir, may I please touch myself" and it got me so hard already and I said "No my slut, beg for it". Knowing what I enjoyed, she started calling herself a slut etc, she told me things like "I will be a good whore sir, please I beg you to touch myself, I am so wet". I teased her for a while , asked her how she will give a blowjob, she was so turned on moaning and begging me, so kinky and so.