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

From Sex Deprived to Sex Addicted Pt. 1

... going,” the girl said. “No problem. Do I know you from somewhere?” Nick asked. She definitely looked familiar to him. Maybe he only thought he knew her because she was so hot and he just wanted to get to know her. Upon closer examination, he noticed she had really straight white teeth and a cute little mole on her right cheek. Some people freak out about moles, but Nick thought it really made the girl stand out. Her crisp green eyes made Nick think of the treetops of the Redwoods a few hours north from his home in Southern California. “Oh I don’t know, maybe,” she said. “What’s your name?” “Nick Jameson. And you?” “Stacy Hendricks,” she said. “Who do you know here? I’ve been to these parties a few times and I haven’t seen you before.” “I came with my friend Danny. He’s quite the party animal” “Yeah I usually come to these things alone. My friends aren’t exactly the partying type either but I can’t let that stop me from having fun,” Stacy said. “Yeah, I’ve never liked parties either. I’d rather just hang out with a small group of friends and have a few drinks instead of dancing and getting crazy drunk all night.” “So you’re one of those ‘introverts’ that we talk about in Psychology class?” “I guess you could say that, but I know I’ve got to get out there more if I want to achieve anything,” Nick said. “Well what do you want to achieve?” Stacy questioned. Nick thought about this. Should he be so open after meeting Stacy less than five minutes ago? He didn’t want to spill his ...

... guts and tell her his deepest hopes and fears, like losing his virginity for example. “I don’t know, I’m kinda just getting by, you know? It’d be great if I had a nicer car or a hot girlfriend, but that’s not happening right now, ha ha.” “Hmm, I bet if you really wanted those things, you could easily get them,” Stacy remarked. “Maybe not the nice car but I’m surprised a guy like you doesn’t have a girlfriend.” “I can’t believe I’m saying this to someone I just met but you’re a cute guy and you seem very polite, unlike those crazy guys over there,” she continued. Stacy pointed to the group in the corner, which included Nick’s friend, Jake. The guys were pushing each other and trying to impress the girls surrounding them with feats of strength such as picking up the recliner or offering to arm wrestle each other. Nick decided that if Jake approached him, he’d pretend he didn’t know him. Those guys don’t seem to be Stacy’s type. Why was he already concerned about what Stacy’s type is? Is he that into her already? “Thanks. I’ve had a few girlfriends but they all were kinda flaky.” “What do you mean by that?” “They just really didn’t seem to care about me as a person, I guess. They just wanted me to be their boyfriend as a status symbol or something.” “Yeah I get that. A lot of my friends are like that. They only want boys for the chase-the thrill of being wanted-but then they don’t want to put in the work it takes to have a relationship. Trust me, they’re not for everyone.” “Yeah. ...