From Sex Deprived to Sex Addicted Pt 4 - Sex Stories

From Sex Deprived to Sex Addicted Pt 4

... all I thought about. Every day, I’d wake up and think to myself, I need to have sex today,” Frank said. “It’s like the nicotine addict asking themselves when they can have another cigarette. You described it as a feeling in the pit of your stomach. I know what that’s like. I felt it too.” “So what did you do about it? How did you make it go away?” “Oh, you can’t do much about it at all. It never truly goes away. Even now, I look at these cute waitresses and think to myself how nice it would be to hook up with them.” “But if you did it again, did things get better?” “Yeah, the feeling is dulled after having sex again. But those urges and feelings are still there, in the back of your mind. After the first girl, it seemed like I would do whatever I could to get sex again. In fact, the next day, I went right back to her house and asked if we could do it again. I’m not too fond of that, looking back. But it’s part of my story,” Frank said. “I see. So how many girls did this happen with?” Nick asked. “It probably was with twenty or thirty different girls before college. Most of them were fun times. A few were regrettable, like the invalid down the street. Pussy is pussy is what I used to say. I’d try to avoid that path if I were you.” “Lots of guys sleep with lots of girls. How is this any different from that?” “Sleeping with lots of girls is entirely different. See when you have that feeling you described, you need to have sex every day to function. Without it, it’s hard to do ...

... well at school, hard to stay in shape, hard to achieve anything. I bet you’re a pretty smart kid, aren’t ya?” “Yeah, I guess you could say that. I always make the honor roll,” Nick said. “See, I knew you were smart. I bet you already know what you want to major in for college?” “Yeah, I want to be a math major. I’m interested in being an actuary.” “Ahh, those actuaries make good money.” “Yeah, I know. My dad Robert is an actuary.” “Well, then,” Frank said uncomfortably. “Good for him. I knew your mom would pick a good guy.” “So how did you get over this feeling if it never really goes away?” Frank thought before he responded, “It’s a work in progress. I’m still getting over it. Believe me, it’s great while you’re at the age you’re at now but you better figure it out by the time you get older or you’ll end up like me. Like I was saying, once you get this feeling, it’s hard to focus on anything else.” “I hope you don’t mind me asking a personal question,” Frank said. “I don’t know if I’ll answer it but go ahead,” Nick said. “Have you had sex yet today?” Nick chuckled at the question. “Why does it matter if I’ve had sex today?” “So that’s a no. How are you feeling right now? That feeling is there still, isn’t it?” It was almost like his father knew him better than he did. Was this some sort of genetic thing? Nick’s last sexual release occurred in Lizzy’s vagina yesterday afternoon. He really wanted another tryst with either Lizzy or Stacy after he left the bar. “Yeah, I feel like I ...