Sick

I entered the room filled with recovering addicts. I have not been to an NA meeting in 5 years yet here I am. Only because my mother found a speck of dust in my bag, and I mean literally a speck. I know, I should have gotten rid of all the drugs and all the paraphernalia but after 5 years I was certain she would not have checked my bag for anything.

Stupid me.

No one knows but these meetings and being around these addicts makes me feel to do even more drugs. I don’t know why, I am sure it’s not just me or is it? Maybe something is wrong with me. It also makes me extremely horny. At this moment my pussy is tingling just being here. Dr Harrison starts the meeting followed by a recovering addict name Joe of more than 10 years sobriety. Dr Harrison will be calling names whilst the meeting is going on. Joe is speaking and i am totally lost with what he is saying, my mind wanders, it wanders far extremely far....

Joe sucks my clit like a professional clit sucker while i take hits of coke, my pupils keep dilating, everything is brighter and better. He takes his cock out, his cock is a delicious lollipop, i want to suck, an ice cream i want to lick and a meal i want to devour. I want to be his little slut, I want him to spank my ass, fuck my ass hard until I bleed until I can’t take no more, until i need another hit. He turns me around and we both hit a piece of rock, his first hit after 10 years of sobriety. We are alive again and he eats out my cunt like it's the tastiest thing he has ever had....

“Lily you are up next.” is there anything you want to share with us?” Joe asked me, his eyes a golden brown. I stare at him, words do not come out my mouth, but I know he senses my thoughts. I want your cock thrusting in and out of my cunt while I keep taking hits of coke and then when you take your big cock out still wanting more, you shove it in deep in my throat and I give you a hit of coke ending your more than 10 years of sobriety.

He stares at me with passion now more than ever, he wants me. I know those eyes of lust extremely well. I lick my pink lips and say, "Hi everyone, my name is Lily and I am an addict” Everyone claps. I sit back down keeping my eye on Joe.

The meeting goes on feeling like an eternity of boredom at least my mind keeps me occupied with thoughts of using and fucking. My pussy throbs continuously that I need to use the washroom.

"Can I be excused?'' i ask politely, Joe just nods and I get up and go to the washroom.

I sit on the toilet seat and take off my thongs I push my fingers up my cunt and pull out a tiny bag of coke. I had already crushed it up so it's just to snort that shit up, i have my lucky straw on me. I dust the coke out on the screen on my phone and inhaled a line of the purest euphoria. I can feel the serotonin literally flowing through my veins as my heart beats faster and pumps the coke filled blood throughout my system, i am on cloud nine.

fuck yes, joe fuck me.

My nipples harden and my cunt is already soaked, i put everything away, checked myself in the mirror, fuck! my face is flushed red, and my eyes are dilated as fuck, uhhh anyways.. I head back out to the meeting.

fuck, someone is still talking. fuck me.

It's the prayer they are saying i pretend to fall back in and say it then everyone mingles.

"Joe" I say......he takes one look at me, and I blush, my face is redder than Rudolf's nose.

"If you need counselling, follow me into the other room." Because Joe is more than 10 years sober, he has authority in the rehab and he does most of the counselling.

i definitely need counselling. Counsel me the fuck out Joe.

I followed him like a needy greedy slut, my animalistic senses keep building, ready to devour his cock, ready for him to fill all my holes!

Oh fuck Joe.

"Oh fuck Joe, push me into your office, bend me over this desk and fuck me now Joe.

He turns to me . i said that out loud ! shit! fuck me!

He shuts the door and we know shit is about to go the fuck down.