Ever since that first guy came in your pussy, you were hooked. It was an accident, he was supposed to pull out, you were worried about getting pregnant. But then you felt that jet of white-hot fluid gush into you. It hit the walls of your womb, an organ you had never been aware of before. And something snapped.

It became a need, that moment of bliss. It was all you thought about, to feel yourself filled to overflow with baby juice. You stopped worrying about getting pregnant, you didn’t even consider it any more. You looked so desperate, sitting on a mans cock, begging him to cum inside you. No man with a functioning libido could resist such a request, so every day you got to squeal with intense orgasm as a cock squirted you full of seed.

Word started to get around about the desperate little cum addict. Men started to seek you out and offer you their spunk. On the street, in public, it didnt matter, you would always go weak at the knees and desperately take them up on their offer. Your drooling, your choked excitement always made them smile. You were just a little cum junkie, whose life ambition was to drown in a river of sticky whiteness.
