THE VICTIMS
BACKBREAKER!
Sex with Audrey was so hot it threw my back out. She was really cute—Eurasian with this kind of beachy, casual style. She was shy, so I thought that meant she was probably prudish too. I was dead wrong. She had her tongue pierced, and when I commented on it she said, “That’s not all I have pierced.” Turned out she also had her clit done.
She always wanted me to pull her hair while we were doing it. She also liked to talk dirty and role-play. We used to do it so hard that we’d shove her bed halfway across the room. She liked to do it a lot. I’m talking three or four times in one night. I didn’t even know I could do it that much until her. For a year we had these sex marathons three or four times during the week and then on the weekends.
We were doing it so much my back started killing me. So I had to see a chiropractor. I could barely drive to work, it hurt so bad. I was also tired all the time. I’d go to her house at, like, 11 P.M., we’d watch a movie, and then spend the rest of the night screwing. The next morning I’d be totally exhausted and would sneak away from my desk to take naps in one of the out-of-the-way rooms that had a sofa in it.
We broke up after a year. I’ve dated a few girls since then, but none of them liked sex nearly as much as Audrey. I definitely felt pressure to perform with Audrey, but at the same time I never wanted to say no.
Matt, 26, Tampa
CARIBBEAN QUEEN
Kate has this perfect petite body and big brown eyes. I was the first and only person she ever had sex with—until she was 20. That’s when she went on a trip to the Caribbean with a couple of girlfriends. While she was there she hooked up with an older guy. She later admitted they had sex almost round the clock for two days. After that she became a nympho. She loves to take risks location-wise, and she has a fetish thing with other girls’ underwear. Used underwear. We’ve had sex six times in a day, and she’s not satisfied. On the downside, she cheated on me a dozen times that year after going to the Caribbean. I didn’t find out until I went home for lunch one day and there she was screwing a friend of ours on the kitchen floor. She started bawling and told me that she still loved me.
I almost broke up with her. But Kate is an angel. Plus, thinking about her with other guys actually turns me on. So we stayed together and recently got married. She still gets home late smelling of sex. Since we got married, she’s mostly been with girls. Our sex life is great; we do it about four times a week. But Kate probably has sex more like 12 times a week. We never officially agreed to have an open relationship. I just turn a blind eye. I think she is definitely addicted, but I could never leave her.
Paul, 27, Boston
TEN HOURS STRAIGHT
Samantha and I worked together. I was 26, and she was 29. She was married; I was, too, but my wife and I were pretty close to breaking up. It happened when a group of us went out to a Mexican restaurant after work. Sam and I sat next to each other and polished off a pitcher of margaritas. She seemed a little kooky, and I wasn’t particularly attracted to her. But we had a very intense connection and ended up making out in my car for an hour.
The next day at work I figured we’d both say it was a drunken mistake and leave it at that. But the second we saw each other, we wanted it bad. We made a plan to “work late” that night and went to a motel, where we had sex for 10 hours straight. I’m not kidding. We may have nodded off for half an hour in there somewhere, but it was at least eight hours of actual sex in 10 hours. I’d been with only two women up to that point in my life, and I did stuff with her that night that I’d only fantasized about—she had me all the way down her throat the very first time. I almost fainted. By the end of the night, I’d come in her mouth and had anal. This was our first time, and it was like a porn flick!
We began to have sex in semipublic places, like her sucking me off while driving up Interstate 94 toward Wisconsin. I have no idea how much sex she had every day between her husband and me, but she and I did it nearly every single day—sometimes three times a day—for a year before we broke up. She told me that sex with her husband was good, that his performance was not why she slept around. She was just a nymphomaniac, and it would have happened no matter what.
Dave, 43, Chicago
MILITARY AFFAIRS
The first thing I noticed about Missy was her great ass. She was 23 and in the Army. I was 28 and worked in a car stereo shop. She brought her car in to get a stereo installed. I asked her out immediately. Missy was totally into different positions, oral sex, and doing it for hours on end. We did it at least twice a day—in the morning and at night and sometimes at lunch—but her sexual appetite demanded more than that. Often I’d get home and she’d be in the bedroom watching porn and playing with herself.
We moved in together and got married, and our sex life got more creative. One time she and a girlfriend went down on each other while another guy and I watched. The girl wanted Missy and me to have anal sex in front of her—we did. Another time I did the wife while Missy did the husband. I thought it was all good fun…until I found out she was months into an affair. I also learned they were doing drugs. Not cool, because by that time we had a young son. We’d been married eight years, but for my son’s sake I had to leave her.
Michael, 36, Atlanta
GREAT OUTDOORS
Within an hour of meeting Joyce, we were in the women’s bathroom at Dusty’s Bar making out. She was gorgeous, with this amazing body, long strawberry blonde hair, and deep blue eyes you couldn’t help but stare at. She’d just been supersized—gotten a boob job—and was in great shape. This is not California. If you walk down the street here, we don’t have women who look like this. She’s, like, a size two, 5'6", with big boobs.
We didn’t end up having sex that first night, but made plans to get together soon. A few days later I met her at this nature preserve just outside the city. She was waiting for me with a picnic lunch. We got a little drunk, started kissing, and were in the middle of having sex when we heard someone. We looked up and there was a cop! He was pretty cool—just gave us a warning and took off.
After that the sex was off the charts. We’d travel for business, and it was three times at night, three times in the morning. I’d been with 30-plus partners and thought I’d been with women with very healthy libidos until I met Joyce. It was like an unlimited supply of the best wine you’d ever had.
Thing was, she was married. At first that was OK, but eventually I wanted a real relationship with her. When she found out I’d been dating around, she became furious. She broke up with me, saying she couldn’t trust me. And sadly that was it. Still, I think about her all the time—in the morning when I wake up, before I go to bed at night. And while I’m sure I’ll fall in love and have great sex again, nobody will be as good as Joyce.
Alan, 49, Madison, WI
THE NYMPHOS
PROFESSIONAL DEFLOWERER
When I was 15 my mom sat me down and said, “You know it’s true that boys only want one thing, right? So watch out for them, OK?” I grinned to myself, thinking, Whatever—boys had better watch out for me!
My first boyfriend once said, in an accusing way, “You really like sex, don’t you?” That was the first inkling I had that I was different. In college I became kind of a professional deflowerer. Friends would ask me to sleep with their virgin friends. I wanted to make that experience a good one for guys. I’d cuddle, I’d spend the night, I’d teach, I’d moan. It was great—for them and me! My most outrageous experience was a threesome with two guys with sexy-slow Texas accents. I picked them up at a bar and took them home. I thought they’d chicken out since they were superstraight and had been best friends since childhood, but they were totally into it.
I’ve definitely been called a nympho. I’ve heard everything: “You’re a sex freak, aren’t you?” “You love dick more than any girl I’ve ever seen.” “You’re going to be a porn star when you grow up.” I’m the crazy girl who’s always ready for sex, who has to beg her boyfriend for sex instead of vice versa, like my friends.
Vix, 25, Dallas
BOYS, GIRLS, BOYS AND GIRLS
I was born sexual. I’ve seduced pretty much every one of my girlfriends. I never thought sex was something to be ashamed of. I lost my virginity at 15. The guy was 10 years older than me and knew what he was doing. It still ranks as one of my top five sexual experiences. As I got older and had more sex, I realized there was no way I could have a “normal” relationship. Then I got married.
My husband and I were adventurous before we got married. He let me bring girls home. Even though he was into it, he couldn’t keep up with my sex drive. We got divorced after 12 years. Then I really went on a sex spree. I did it with girls, boys, girls and boys, boys and boys, and girls and girls. During that time I met Gary. He’s the first guy I’ve met who could keep up with me. We’ve been together just over a year, and our sex life hasn’t slowed down at all. I’ll admit I’m probably a nympho, but I don’t think I’m unhealthy. I just love my body, and I love sex. What’s wrong with that?
Shawna, 35, Los Angeles
STARVED FOR IT
I was 31 and had been married for 11 years to a guy who wasn’t into sex. So once we divorced I became kind of a sex fiend. I was like a starving man looking for a steak. I’d been sex-starved, and all I could think about was sex. I screwed guys I knew, I screwed guys I just met. The more sex I had, the more I wanted. I had sex for six hours straight once and still wanted more.
I lived with a boyfriend and had five fuck buddies on the side. I’d meet my buddy for “lunch,” we’d have sex, clean up, and go back to work. At the end of the day, I’d go home and my boyfriend was none the wiser to my daytime exploits. I felt guilty, but I couldn’t stop myself from doing it.
After about a year and a half of cheating, the craziness finally got to me. I went to a therapist and learned I’m a sex addict. I realized that the sex was meaningless, and afterward I felt like crap. I stopped having so much sex. Now my life is pretty calm, but I struggle every day. When I get stressed, sex is how I cope. So I’m often fighting the urge to pick up some random guy and screw his brains out.
Kathy, 43, Phoenix
Source: Maxim Online
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