The German Tourist
It had been weeks since my first time with a man. Part of me thought my out-of-control desires and cravings for cock (and men in general) would settle down after this first encounter. At the very least, I thought they might 'normalize' to more manageable levels. They hadn't. I was now craving cock more than ever. Thoughts of older men filled my every-waking moment. I had obtained an insatiable need for cum. I needed more. John had ensured I had a perfect first time; but he returned interstate after our encounter. We kept in touch, often reminiscing about our time together. "You were such a sexy slut for me" he would say. "We need to keep the cum flowing inside that ass until my return." John was eager for me to expand on my experiences with him. He knew how much I needed cock. "That ass of yours was made for taking cock" he explained. "Older men will be lining up to have their way with you now." He was right about the first bit. My