Obsessed Kinky Breedslut: Multiple Cum Loads From Multiple Men

When I’m ovulating, I become an obsessed kinky breedslut.

I don’t care where my cum comes from; my obsessed kinky breedslut self needs a nice good coating of cum in my insides to feel satisfied.  You know how some animals go into heat? It’s like that.

So of course, when I get that familiar ache in my lower abdomen and that tingle in my pussy, I call up all the men I know.

The first guy, Steve, is ready in the morning and ready for an obsessed kinky breedslut. I’m lucky; he has a flight out of my city later that night, so he’s just chilling in his hotel room before he returns to the lower 48. I’m over by his place at 8, sneaking into the shower just to give him a little extra buildup. In my mind, the longer foreplay goes, the more cum I think I have. So getting on my knees in the shower to put him in between my breasts is a no-brainer. He does have to push me off him, though, turning off the water and scooping me up in his arms. He then carries me to the bedroom, throwing me onto the bed.

I land on my back, but before I can get my bearings, Steve is over me, kissing me deeply. I instinctively wrap my legs around him and he easily presses inside, his cock a nice, easy fit. His cock isn’t big by any means, but size isn’t important today. My obsessed kinky breedslut self is looking to be filled, and he’s going to give me that.

His hips snap a few times before he empties himself into my pussy, gasping lowly in my ear as he comes. I didn’t yet; that’s alright.

My goal as an obsessed kinky breedslut is to collect as much cum as possible.

Thus, the more I collect, the more aroused and unhinged I become. I don’t care how tired or energetic my partners are, because I will do the work for them.

In fact, my next guy is actually off his shift at the local hospital; he is finished with his night shift. My place is closer than his, and so we come to an agreement over text. Jason can spend the night at my place, and I can ride him so he doesn’t have to do more work during sex.

Jason’s cock always stretches me nicely. Plus, he gives out more cum than most guys, and that’s what I’m after as an obsessed kinky breedslut. So I readily agree, and head back to my place.

Jason is so very tired on his feet that he nearly falls into me when I answer the door. I give him a few kisses, and his cock valiantly rises to the occasion. I lead him back to the bedroom, stripping him out of his scrubs. After a moment, he assures me he’s awake and aware enough to continue for sex. Thus, I reward him with a kiss, and I waste no time climbing on top of him. I squeeze his hips with my knees as I sink down on top of him, gasping as his shaft stretches me out.

It doesn’t take long before he shoots inside me and falls asleep, completely and utterly exhausted. Still, I give him a kiss; he held out for this obsessed kinky breedslut.

And yet, my pussy isn’t satisfied. It’s like I took a potent witchy aphrodisiac, and I can’t get enough cum.

So, I ask of you: please give me the cum I need! Please call and fill me up with cum!

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