From Sex Deprived to Sex Addicted Pt. 1 - Sex Stories

From Sex Deprived to Sex Addicted Pt. 1

... preparing to leave for the party. Nick could only hope that the more he drank, the less nervous he would feel. “Dude, why do you look so out of it?” Danny questioned as he slipped on a more party ready outfit of a tight black and white striped v-neck t-shirt and some light washed jeans. If this was a costume party and he had a matching black and white cap, Nick thought he’d look like a prison inmate. “Ah, never mind, it’s nothing. I’m just thinking of shit.” “Well, stop. You’re not going to impress any women by looking like a moper.” “Yeah, I guess. I just don’t like parties that much.” “Dude, it’ll be fine. Just don’t drink too much. You get sloppy when you’re drunk.” With that, Nick and Danny walked upstairs and out the door to head to the party. Apparently, it wasn’t too far away and walking would suffice for the trip. Upon arriving at the party, Nick suddenly felt out of place. The blaring of music was the first sound that filled his ears. Some song about bending over to make your knees touch your elbows pounded in his ear drums. Nick looked to his left and saw a game of beer pong being played in the dining room. The dining room chairs were piled on top of each other in disarray in the corner of the room next to the china hutch. To his right, a girl came running out of the bathroom with puke running down the front of her shirt. She headed for the dining room, looking to rejoin her partner in the game of beer pong. Everyone in the room looked at the girl with disgust, ...

... including her partner. “This is the first time I’ve been out drinking,” she wailed. Danny broke Nick out of his trance. “C’mon, let’s get some beer.” The two friends ventured ahead towards the rear of the house and were immediately greeted by an overly excited Latina with two red solo cups in her hands. “Welcome, welcome!” (It sounded more like, velcum, velcum with her accent). “Danny, I’m so glad you could make it. Who is your friend?” Latina continued. “Oh, this is Nick. I thought I’d bring him out of his shell a bit and get him drunk.” “Ahh, si, I like that! Here you go, one for you, and one for you.” After handing Nick and Danny a drink, the two friends broke away and looked for someone else they knew to make conversation with. Conversing with strangers is something Nick isn’t very good at, though he figured he should at least find someone from school to talk to for a while before his buzz kicks in. With this being beer number five (he had four at Danny’s house), Nick surprisingly didn’t feel tipsy at all. After spotting his friend Jake at the corner of the living room ten feet away, Nick started walking towards him. Before he could get there, he felt a smack against his right side and a girl yell in pain. Someone ran into him. Nick looked over and noticed a cute brunette rubbing her forehead as she held her cell phone in her hand. She’d probably been texting and wasn’t watching where she was going when she ran into him. “Oh my gosh, I’m sorry. I should watch where I’m ...