Worse than any whore for money. My BF is wealthy, so I don't need to turn tricks for money. But I am a nymphomanic and have a strong need for sex. I t...ink about it all the time. It turns me on to aggresively hookup for anonymous sex. I have been a slut like this since I was a teen. My need for sex has just gotten stronger and stronger. My BF and I are swingers. But lately, searching out sex with strangers on my own is very exciting. I just really really like enticing a strange guy to fuck me.. Like, she wakes me up with her moaning. When I asked her about it, she admitted there was a guy in her class she fantasizes about all the time and now those fantasies are invading her dreams. She invited you over tonight hoping you would make a move, but you didn’t hear that from me.” I stood with my mouth hanging open in stunned silence. Sasha turned around and headed back to the party, closing the door behind her. I needed a moment to grasp what she had just said. I took a few deep breaths. My legs are getting weak from her assault, as she manages to fill her mouth with my hot thick seed. She looks up into my eyes, allowing me to see the wad of cum still in her mouth. She gives me a little grin and then swallows the entire load down. She licks her lips in order to get any drops that may of have escaped, and then quickly moves her mouth back to my cock to continue feasting on it. " You were right,” she said, breaking her mouth away for only a moment, " I am your little slut. "Oh yeah? Mind telling me what its name is?" Joey said amused."It doesn't have a name. Does it Nick. It just knows when it is supposed to come out." What are talking about? Come on, guys. I really have to get some sleep. It's not my fault you two quit." You still don't get it, do you Nick," I said, walking around him, inspecting him like a piece of meat. "Perhaps Mike was wrong about you." Mike? Wrong about what?" Oh, just that he thought Richardson wanted someone like you. Aren't you supposed.