Stranger Sex Addiction ♕

I have a stranger sex addiction.

Today, I told my therapist I have a stranger sex addiction. Therefore, I told him a few stories of my sexual escapades. As it happens, I am addicted to having sex with complete strangers. Generally, I’ll pick guys up anywhere – at a rest stop, at a glory hole, at an adult sex bookstore, at the bar, at the airport – you name it, I’ve had sex there. It’s so exciting for me to pick up a stranger and get them to fuck me, almost like a game. Often, I’ll see how many I can get in a day or a week. I love showing off my beautiful body to someone and watching their desire grow.

I have been aware of my stranger sex addiction for almost half my life.

First of all, I started seeking strangers to have sex with soon after entering college. Sometimes, I would make an online posting and meet up with a stranger, hoping to seduce him into rough sex to quell my addiction. I always have to stop them from trying to tell me their name. Even better, if I don’t get a look at their face at all, that excites me more. It must be something about the thrill of the chase, getting a complete stranger to decimate me.

Having sex with strangers is my ultimate turn-on.

Generally speaking, I love taking more than one at a time, more than one in a day. Often, I like to take as many as I can. As an example, I love taking load after load in my pretty pink cunt and going to the next guy, having him lick it out of me, filling me up all over again. Some may say I’m addicted to taking cum, but I think my addiction is more centered around having sex with a stranger. That is to say, I’ll fuck my moving guys in a gangbang, my new neighbor, and my cab driver to get out of paying the fare. Subsequently, I experience extreme attraction to any guy I meet. This stranger sex addiction has manifested in so many ways.

Ultimately, I think I’m just a horny little slut who likes new, strange, and exciting cocks.

Is there something wrong with me, or is this just the way I am? I’ve always been hornier than my girlfriends. Furthermore, I’ve had many more partners than almost anyone I talk to about it. Also, I think my stranger sex addiction is heightened by having sex in unexpected places — bathrooms, closets, offices, cars, and the like. Sometimes, I even find myself having sex outside, against a wall, behind a building, on the side of the road, in the woods.

So, when I was telling my therapist about this, he demanded proof of my stranger sex addiction.

He called in his next patient who suffers from a similar condition. In short, I let him fuck my brains out while my therapist watched. Something about letting this total stranger fill me with cum while my therapist stroked his cock excited me more than anything I’ve experienced in recent years. Do you think I have a problem?