Back when my boyfriend broke up with me, I told myself I would take some time to myself and work on internal things

I often lie to myself about my own intentions.

You can't keep a good slut down, so one Saturday I decided to fill the hole in my heart with cock. Two to be exact.

The first man I invited over, I had been talking to for a few weeks and we finally decided to meet. I wore a see-through pink onesie and from his reaction when he saw me I knew I had made the right decision. I'll call him F.

F grabbed me by my waist, pulled me up against him and started kissing me, then whispered that he was going to 'fuck me senseless'. He pushed me down on the bed and got on top of me, ready to start working his way down my body.

His tongue swirled over my neck, then between my tits before he pulled the top down and started licking and sucking my nipples, making sure to tug at the silver hoops that went through them every now and then.

Finally he moved down between my legs, his tongue delving between my pussy lips, tasting my wetness. I put my thighs around his head and just moaned. He was so good and I hadn't been eaten out in so long, (my ex didn't eat pussy) it didn't take more than a few minutes for me to get close and then promptly cum on his lips.

While I was still shaking from the orgasm he spread my legs wider and got between them on his knees. He promised me he was fixed so he was bare as he began pushing his cock inside me, and so thick he had to pump once or twice to fit even though I was so wet.

He did exactly as he promised. He fucked me hard and fast, so much so that all I really remember is the overwhelming pleasure, my legs going around his waist and me calling his name over and over. Finally he thrusted as deep as he could and emptied his cum inside me. I kept my legs tight around his hips until he'd spilled every drop in my freshly used pussy, then let my legs fall.

We spent the next 15 or so minutes talking, him occasionally reaching over to pull me close and suck my nipples. He eventually slid his hand between my legs and began fingering me, working his cum in and out of me. He then brought his cock up to my face, already hard, and told me to suck it.

I knew this meant he was going to fuck me again so I eagerly obeyed. I got on my side and angled my face up and he slipped smoothly between my lips. I swirled my tongue over his shaft tasting my pussy and his cum before sliding him in and out of my mouth making sure my tongue ran on the underside of his cock every time I pulled away.

After a few minutes he stopped me and moved between my legs. With one thrust he was inside me again, hammering away, and all I could do was hold on to him and cry out. Just like the first time I can't remember anything but that it felt so damn good. When I sensed he was getting close I began to beg him to cum inside me again. This time he put my ankles on his shoulders, and told me to look him in the eye while he came in me. The feeling of his hot cum filling my now thoroughly abused pussy while we stared at each other felt almost primal. His green eyes shone with pleasure.

He kissed me once, then got up, dressed and left right after.

I began texting the second guy within minutes. I'll call him J. I sent him a picture of me in the lingerie and it wasn't long until he offered to come over and lick my pussy and fuck me. I had a moment where I hesitated as I could still feel F's cum leaking out of me, but I decided I could use some more cock and so I told him to come over. He said it would take him about an hour and he wanted me to play with myself until he got there. If I came before he walked in the door he said he would take my ass as punishment.

I've always been a good girl so I complied. I left the door unlocked, got in the shower, washed the cum out of me as best I could, then put my onesie back on and laid in bed, rubbing my clit slowly.

After what seemed like an eternity, I heard the door open, then J walked in my room. For a minute he stared at me with intense blue eyes and I could only imagine the sight that greeted him. Me laying there with the pink of the lingerie contrasting against my chocolate skin, my black curly hair messy from me tossing my head back and forth, trying hard not to tip myself over the edge, and my legs spread wide open, my fingers making desperate circles around my slick throbbing clit.

He walked over to me, leaned down and shoved two fingers inside me, making me arch and moan. "You've been such a good girl. Cum for me." He began working his fingers in and out of my dripping wet pussy and seconds after I came. This orgasm was even more mind-blowing than the one I'd experienced with F as I had been working on myself for so long.

With a satisfied look on his face J told me to turn over. I got on my hands and knees, not knowing what to expect. He slid his fingers inside me again, then brought the wetness up to my ass using his thumb. I shook a bit because I had done what he'd asked and I was praying he would keep his word. He kept two fingers inside my pussy while he rubbed his thumb over my puckered asshole. I closed my eyes and breathed, willing to accept whatever he would do.

The smack on my left ass cheek broke me out of my reverie and the next one made me moan low in my throat. His fingers didn't stop their motions in either of my holes as the other hand began to spank me steadily, alternating cheeks. "Tell Daddy it feels good."

"Yes Daddy, your slut loves it!"

He stopped spanking me after several minutes to slide his hand up my spine, over my shoulders and back down. He pulled his fingers out of my pussy and began to undress, then stood at the end of the bed, his cock rock hard. I obediently crawled towards him and took his cock in my mouth, rolling my tongue over the tip then the shaft. He felt so good that for a minute I lost myself in the feeling of him down my throat. He stopped me shortly after and pulled me towards him laying me on my back and spreading my legs wide. He ran his cock up and down my wet slit then pushed inside me.

I instantly tried to wrap my legs around his waist but instead he pushed my knees up towards my face. He began to slide smoothly in and out of me, fucking me deeply at a steady pace. This wasn't rushed like F. J preferred to tease me by pulling all the way out, before slamming his full length back into me.

He continued like this for awhile, smiling briefly at my moans of pleasure before his pace grew ragged. He wrapped one hand around my throat, pressing lightly, then began to fuck me faster. I enjoyed being used like this, just a wet hole for his pleasure. I begged him to cum inside me, knowing we would both enjoy the feeling however he pulled out right before he came and finished on my stomach.

Afterwards we laid there and talked, reverting back to a friendly demeanor with each other. After around half an hour he got dressed and went back home to his girlfriend.

I was satisfied for the moment but once I get started it is so hard to stop. I once again bargain with myself promising that I would focus on finding a real relationship instead of slutty acts that I seemed so much to enjoy.

But then again....

You only live once right?