0 comments/ 12898 views/ 4 favorites Unhealthy Addiction By: Spiewgels Disclaimer: The story here involves all consenting adults over the age of 18. This is a fictional story and shouldn't be taken for anything other than that. I hope you enjoy the story as it's my first one…Please give feedback. * "What the fuck do you mean!? I've waited for half the damn day and I just can't keep sitting around hoping you may decide to come back." Mike slammed his cell-phone shut throwing it up against the lounge chair. Mike was trembling with anger at the thought of his ex-girlfriend, Hazel, spending the day shopping and hanging out at the stores when she knew he was coming to visit her. What made matters even worse was the fact that she was spending all this time with that dumb-assed friend of hers. "I don't even know why the hell she hangs out with her. Everybody knows she's a stupid slut who'll only bring down whomever she's with." Mike reminisced on past events where Hazel and her 'genius' friend, Alicia, went out to a club and almost immediately Alicia would practically throw herself at guys. This over-ambitious attitude would have all types of old men and drunken guys following the two of them around like puppies. This image, of course, made Hazel more than a little upset because she already had to fend off her fair share of guys every time that she went out. Hazel, who was 19, had beautiful brown eyes that were cut into perfect almonds, and you'd swear a baby doe was looking at you if her gaze fell upon you for more than two seconds. Hazel's skin was sun-kissed giving her a look that was worthy of a golden goddess. Her breasts stood proudly on her chest at a 34C cup, something she was always proud of. With a stroke of luck she happened to have sprouted a few more inches to 5' 7", a convenient cut-off point for modeling which she was always involved in. Mike's cell rang and he looked at the number sighing. "What do you want?" He couldn't even understand why he picked up. "How the fuck are you going to bitch at me and then hang up when you're finished?" "Because I got tired of hearing your bullshit. You obviously have better things to do today than to see me so I'm going back home." "See, this is exactly why we broke up. You always want to run your mouth and say what you have to say but then when it's time for me to talk, you don't want to hear anything. Fine then, go home I'm sick of dealing with your shit." "Whatever." Mike walked back out of the resident building and headed to the bus stop. "All this waiting for nothing. Man, fuck her; I'm not hanging out with her ever again." ****************************** The week moved by pretty slowly with nothing to do in the house. Mike was in the basement doing some push-ups. Having reached 200 of them fighting for air, he thought he'd take a break. Mike was, by no means, a buff guy. Sure he did a little exercise here and there but that merely kept his 22 year-old, 140 lb. 5'9" frame in a well-toned state. He reflected on his body to see any differences that one little session might do and gave up. "She did always say she liked skinny guys, and that my body was perfect. Damn." This week had already been pissing him off, having random thoughts in the middle of the day about Hazel. He just didn't understand her at all. They always seemed to fight about the smallest thing and yet they didn't stay away from each other. "Well she has a new man now that's tall at 6'8", 'cute' as she puts it and 'makes her happy'. Whatever, no matter who he is he's not me." It was yet another Friday and Mike, once again, had no plans to speak of. The previous Friday had been ruined by Hazel's disappearing act. They hadn't spoken since. "It's no doubt; she's probably having so much fun with her new man." Mike always knew for all their fights that they still had, even while broken up, Hazel wouldn't go too long without calling or sending him messages unless she was with someone else. He got on his laptop to check out the weather for that day. Winter this year was being indecisive at best. It would be warm for 2 months and then all of a sudden it would snow, and then the sun would come right back out. After seeing that today would be one of those blistering-lip days, he went on to check his e-mail. "Hmm… two new messages. Who the hell writes me?" Mike's heart dropped. He knew he was about to receive the rest of Hazel's argument. She liked to build up all she had to say then put it in text form so that she didn't miss out on anything. "Typical female. Always have to write out some shit they can just say." He opened up the first one, preparing himself for some fresh new anger and began reading. Mike blinked twice, and then began reading the message again as if maybe he daydreamed his way through the first time. "She's actually apologizing to me! Wow, she must've really lost it this time." The message explained, in great detail, her sorrow for standing him up last week and wanted him to call her. He opened up the next message and saw some little joke about how he better not stalk her. Mike's heart was beating fast. It was quite interesting really. He always thinks that he's never ever going to talk to her again and then when she communicates with him he always senses some underlying joy. "Ok, it doesn't mean anything. I'll just call her and find out how she's doing and that's it. I still can't stand her and never want to see her again. Anyway, she has a new man." Mike picked up the phone and reminded himself, "Just going to find out how she's been and that's all…" ****************************** "Damn, what the hell is wrong with me?" Mike was on the way to the elevator in Hazel's resident building. "How the hell do you go from just calling and seeing how she's doing to coming back to her place?" Well into the conversation, Hazel and Mike began talking about what their plans were for that day and discovered neither of them had much going on. After a few more discussions about school and family, Mike and Hazel came up on the idea of just 'chilling and drinking' since nothing more was happening that day. Before Mike knew it he was on the train, well on his way to see her. Mike got on the elevator with some residents and pushed the button for Hazel's floor. "Ok, don't worry about it. She has a man now and doesn't like you anymore. Don't get bent out of shape over a harmless drink or two." He got off on Hazel's floor and went to go knock on their apartment door. He felt someone staring at him through the peephole and smiled a little as the door swung open and Rachel, one of Hazel's roommates, greeted him. "Hi Mike, where have you been?" She closed the door behind Mike as he entered greeting other roommates. "Oh, well you know, getting ready for school and such." It was much easier to say that than the fact that everything had gone bad for him and his ex and now she was seeing someone else. Just then Hazel rushed out of the room and Mike caught his breath. Here she was in all her splendor dressed up nice and sexy. She was clad in a beautiful brown dress that presented her cleavage in a rather forceful way that dared any man to not stare. Beneath the dress were brown leggings that complemented one of the shades of brown on the dress. Hazel's sexy curves pressed through the leggings accenting her nice toned legs that led Mike's eyes up to her feminine thighs and small waist. Her hair was in braids that came down nestling themselves right onto her chest. The make-up she had on brought out her full golden complexion leaving a slight shimmer on her face. Mike felt a slight stirring down below and quickly averted his gaze away. "Hi Mike, it's nice to see you." Hazel embraced Mike in one of her alluring hugs that caused one's senses to take in the beautiful scent of flowers entrancing the victim like a drug. "Good to see you too" Mike was glad at this moment he had his dark complexion, warding off any possibility of blushing showing through. "Watch yourself, Mike. Remember she's moved on and doesn't want you anymore." "Come on and let's go get the drinks before the store closes." Hazel was already grabbing her coat, beckoning Mike to follow. ****************************** Mike was now sitting on the bed throwing back one of his trustee malt liquors while Hazel had took tiny sips here and there of her Bacardi. After returning from the store with little small talk along the way they immediately came back to Hazel's room and began drinking and watching T.V. It was easy to tell that the both of them would rather get a little buzzed first before any serious conversation could swing their way. "You can go ahead and turn it on, I know how you get." Mike turned off the television getting up to go use the bathroom. He knew that every time that they drank alcohol Hazel liked to turn on her iPod stereo system and dance away. "Ah, so many times I had to tell her not to turn that thing on so we could focus on partying and having fun." Mike reminisced while emptying out the first bottle of liquor he had. "Come out and dance with me. You're taking too long!" Hazel had gotten into her tipsy state and wanted a dancing partner as usual. She was shaking her nice little ass against the wall as Mike emerged from the bathroom. Hazel, seeing that Mike was out, turned around to face the wall and continued shaking her ass side to side. She looked over her shoulder to Mike and beckoned him over with her eyes to come dance behind her. Mike slowly approached her putting his hands on the wall and joining in the rhythm of her seductive booty bouncing. "Damn, I forgot how sexy she was to dance with. I better not get too close and accidentally, wake up other parts of me. Shit, I better just slow down on the alcohol because it makes me do things without thinking." Just then, as if in response to Mike's fears, Hazel suddenly backed into him pressing herself fully onto his body. Mike gasped at the surprising move and just rolled his eyes back remembering all the nights he had pressed himself against her ass as they fucked for hours on end. As quickly as she had pushed backed, she had changed again to turn herself around so that she was facing Mike. "Did you miss me?" Mike looked at the glaze in her eyes as she talked. She was really on her way to being drunk. As she finished talking he looked at how supple her lips were shining with the last sip of alcohol she had. The smile on her face was that of a drug that tempted you, even though you knew you would pay for giving in. "Yeah, I missed you. I missed you a lot." Mike can't believe how fast he was falling into the trap. "I missed you too. I was thinking about you all day." "Oh, really?" "I can't believe she's playing with my fucking head like this. She knows very well she's been off with her new boy toy all week and didn't give a shit about me!" "What about your new man? I know you've been seeing him having a good time." "We've been out that's all. Yeah, I did have fun going out for a change." "So why are you talking about missing me so much now?" "Because I did." Hazel gave a little coy smile; one deserving of a devil. "This is all a big game to you isn't it?" Mike spat this out through clenched teeth. He didn't want to get too angry and give in to all the alcohol. "I don't know what you're talking about. Let's just keep dancing." The smirk on her face was so apparent Mike couldn't just let that go. "You fucking liar!" Hazel jumped back closer to the wall surprised by the sudden outburst. "You know how I still feel and you dress up sexy being flirtatious as hell, grinding up on me telling me how much you miss me!" Mike took his right hand, placing it on her chest, and swiftly pushed her up against the wall. She let out a low grunt, still dazed from the alcohol. "What are you doing?" Her sparkling eyes shone like that of a sapphire jewel, as if she was truly confused. Mike didn't respond. He just looked where he placed his hand on her bare upper chest. After a moment he slid his hand up to her throat, gently grasping it and not stopping until he had Hazel's head tilted back against the wall. Mike took in the sight of her neck tracing his gaze back down to her plunging neckline. He stepped forward until his body was press up against hers. "You're going to stop fucking playing with me." He spoke lowly in a forced whisper with his lips almost touching her ear. "I'm not playing with you. I promise." Hazel always became submissive in her mindset upon drinking, feeling the need to please. Mike pushed his lips gently against her neck and began to softly kiss her just under the ear. A small barely audible gasp escaped Hazel's lips. "Stop it. We're not together anymore." "That didn't stop you from kissing those other guys, did it?" "But that was different." Her eyes were starting to twinkle with newly forming tears. "Well then, why don't you make me stop?" Mike continued to kiss her on the neck knowing this was one of her soft spots. Hazel put her hands on Mike's arms in a feeble attempt to push him off. Mike just grabbed her wrists, releasing his hold on her neck, and held them on the wall above her head. The first teardrop fell from her eye and down her cheek. Mike stared her in the eye and she looked up to meet his gaze. She turned to look away. "Look at me!" Mike decided she would face him head-on. Hazel looked back into Mike's eyes, her own eyes still glimmering from alcohol. He reached in and kissed her full on the lips. She resisted his kissing groaning her disapproval. Mike decided he would have to get her most sensitive spot and let her hand go, reaching around the back of her with both hands and grabbing her lower back. "Mmmm." Hazel couldn't ignore the sensation of her back. She opened her mouth to tell Mike to stop only to find that parting her lips let his kiss go further. Mike pressed even harder on her lower back, rotating his fingers in a circular motion. "Oh…" Hazel's eyes went into the back of her head. She lifted up her hands in another attempt to push Mike away. All they could manage to do was to just rest on his arms as he continued. The amount of alcohol she drank, the fact that he was stronger, and her body's betrayal was too much for her. "We're going to find out how much you missed me." Mike grabbed her hand and led her to the bed where he sat her down. Another tear had formed in her eye and was falling down. Mike grabbed her bottle from the study desk and poured some in her cup. "Drink this." Hazel shook her head defiantly and crossed her arms. Mike, determined to not be disobeyed, grabbed at the back of her hair pulling down the center. This was another of her sensitive spots. "Ahhh…" Hazel bit her lower lip in response to the painful-pleasuring motion. Mike wet the tip of his middle finger retaining his grip on her hair. He reached into her leggings sliding his hand down to her clitoris and slowly rubbing his finger on it clockwise. "No, don't…Ahh…please…mmm…" Hazel couldn't form a sentence as her hair-pulling was coupled with the sensation of Mike's finger massaging her. "Now, are you going to drink it?" Mike already knew the answer before she nodded her affirmation. She took the cup and began emptying its contents into her body. After she finished, her head swayed a bit before she steadied herself. "Do you know what happens to cock-teases?" Mike had sat on the bed next to her and was looking her in the eye. "But I wasn't…" "DO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO COCK-TEASES!?" Hazel shook her head no. She looked down to the covers like a puppy caught peeing in the corner. "Don't fucking play with me. You know what happens. Tell me, what happens." Hazel looked up doe-eyed. "They…they get a spanking?" The smile on Mike's face was god-like as he reveled in the fact she hadn't forgotten how he kept her in line. While she was 19, her obedience level was that of a perfect little angel. "Good girl. You know what you need to do." Hazel started moving with the speed of one whose trying to avoid inevitable displeasure. She slowly kicked off one heel then the next. Hazel stood up slowly and tucked her thumbs into her waist-line and began to roll her brown leggings down. Her eye remained fixed on Mike's as she finally stepped out of her bottoms leaving her little Vickie's on. Mike stared at her long golden legs with her feet, seemingly, newly painted with some extravagant colors. She pulled off her top revealing two breasts that could hardly be contained by the push-up that were carrying them. Hazel crossed her arms and just stood there. "Well don't fucking stand there, lean over my lap." As Hazel stepped towards Mike he could feel his dick pressing up against his jeans. Ever since he first pushed her against the wall it had been pulsating nonstop. No doubt it was leaking pre-cum everywhere. Hazel reached over Mike's Lap resting her elbows and knees on the bed, with her crotch centered right over his. He reached down and caressed her ass for a few seconds and then squeezed it. "Mmm." Hazel's moan vibrated through her whole body letting Mike feel the effects of it. "Your ass is so nice and round." "Th-thank you…" Hazel thought that maybe he had changed his mind about the punishment. SMACK! Mike had brought down his hand so hard and swift that she had almost choked with surprise. "Ouch!!!" Hazel's ass had a visible hand print where Mike's hand had landed and it obviously had to hurt. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Mike had brought his hand down onto her three more times, each successive hit bring about a louder yelp from Hazel. Mike continued his assault on Hazel in this three-hit form for about forty-five more seconds leaving red hand prints all over her once-golden ass. "Pleeeaaase! Stop it! Please!" Tears were all over the bed being joined by snot running down Hazel's nose. She was trying to wiggle from under Mike but he held her firmly in place with his left arm. Mike's erection had, seemingly, been growing beyond its normal length at the excitement this was bringing him. "Beg for it the right way!" Mike slapped her ass three more times. "OUCH! Please may you stop?" More and more sobs came from her trembling body. "I've learned my lesson now." Hazel had looked back, tears running down her face, and was looking back at Mike. He was about to bring down his hand again. "WAIT!" She almost screamed. "I've learned to stop being a cock-tease…Daddy." Hazel let the last word slip out dangerously seductive. Mike almost came right then. "This little bitch has been enjoying this!" "Daddy, please don't beat me anymore. I'm a good girl now." Hazel was still piercing Mike with those almond-shaped eyes not blinking one time. Her voice was that of a soft-whispering melody. Just then, while staring at Mike, Hazel began to rotate her hips in a counter-clockwise motion while still lying across his lap. It was a slow dream-like motion. Mike's dick went from sticking out and hard to standing vertically up as if controlled by a puppet-master. Hazel stopped and rose up her body looking underneath her. "Aww, look what I made Daddy do." Hazel slid off of Mike bringing her knees down to the floor. She was now kneeling down centered between Mike's parted legs. She reached out a hand with her delicate fingers and placed it upon the tent coming through on his jeans. Hazel squeezed while looking up into Mike's eyes. "Ahhhh." Mike's moan was accompanied by his eyes closing and enjoying the feeling. "I'm sorry Daddy. Please don't punish me again; I'll make it all better." Unhealthy Addiction With that she kept staring into Mike's now opened eyes while undoing the belt buckle. Mike was in shock in the change of her attitude. It brought him to new levels of horniness that he didn't know existed. As she freed the dick from its prison by pulling it through the boxers' flap she just looked at it for a few moments. "Pee-pee, I missed you." Hazel's nickname for Mike's cock had always been this and she greeted it like a long-lost friend. Hazel stuck out her tongue and licked away the drop of pre-cum at the tip of Mike's dick, still staring at it as if entranced. She always was amazed at the size of his eight-inch plus dick. Mike pulled over a prop pillow and leaned back further onto the bed and looked at Hazel. She focused her eyes back to Mike's and then stuck the head into her mouth, swirling her tongue over it rapidly. Little whimpers escaped Mike's mouth as she continued her oral assault on him. Then, while twisting her mouth over the head of the dick, she paused for a second and engulfed over half the dick. Her mouth was making wild slurping sounds as she got more frantic and crazed and obsessed at sucking Mike's shiny black penis. "Mmm-aghhh-ughhh" Hazel was groaning wildly while deep-throating the dick, the vibrations sending shivers up Mike's spine. "Stop baby, I'm about to come…" Hazel went faster. "No baby, I'm seriously about to explode." Hazel grabbed underneath Mike's ass and impaled her mouth onto the dick moments before the first shot came out of him landing at the back of her throat. Several more spurts followed that one and now some cum was starting to drip out the sides of Hazel's mouth. Sweat covered Mike's face as he lay back panting for air. Hazel had cum dripping down her chin now and had begun to pull the rest of the clothes off of Mike's bottom half. She then climbed on top of him and lifted his shirt off of him. He stared at her as one might do to a super-hero seen up close. "I've been a naughty girl Daddy and I think you're going to have to punish me with some Pee-pee." Hazel reached down and took his right nipple into her mouth and sucked vigorously. While doing this, she lowered herself down to Mike's now hardening dick. As she was inches from it she pulled her panties aside and sat her naked pussy on the shaft of his dick. She began to wiggle her ass in circles quickly bringing Mike back to full erection. "Don't you like it Daddy?" Hazel pouted her lips, batting her eyes coyly. "Yes, I like it." Mike was staring intently at her. "Can I please fuck you Daddy? Nobody has to know; it's just between me and you. It's time to fuck your daughter." Hazel straightened up and reached down with her hand to stand the dick straight up. She centered her pussy right over it so that the head was right at the entrance. "Do it baby. Make Daddy proud." "Okay, Daddy. I do want you to be proud of me." As she put the head in the entrance Mike groaned at the pleasure of feeling her pussy so warm and wet. Hazel let it stay right there for a while just looking down at Mike. Mike, growing impatient, took a hold of her waist and after a moment's paused slammed her body down. "AGHHHHHH! OH SHIT!" Hazel's head was thrown back into ecstasy as she let the dick rest in her inner depths. A crazed smile appeared on her face and was replaced by a whimpering sob followed by more moaning. "YES! This is what I need!" Mike kept hold of her waist and began thrusting his body upward while, at the same time, bringing her back down. Hazel continued to go through different facial expressions and emotions: she would cringe in ecstasy then start moaning out loudly and ever so often pull at her own hair. "Oh my God! Fuck this little slut Daddy. Make me CREAM all over you!" "This dick controls you, doesn't it!?" "Yes, yes…I can't help it Daddy. Make me piss all over the fucking bed! FUCK ME, FUCK ME!" Mike had long since taught Hazel the art of having pissing orgasms and now they were so prevalent that one could expect pee to come out from big orgasms. "WHO'S PUSSY IS THIS!?" "YOUR'S DADDY…MY PUSSY BELONGS TO YOU…OH FUUUCCCCKKKKK!" Hazel screamed out as her first orgasm of the night washed over her. Piss came running all down her legs and over Mike's dick as she climaxed. The sheets were wet from her orgasm and she had a maniacal look on her face attesting to the magnitude of it. She had multiple spasms and was only still up because Mike was holding her. "I'm not finished yet. You asked for this dick and I'm going to give it to you." Mike lifted her off of him and got some towels from the closet. He placed them on the bed and rolled her back over onto the towels. She was lying on her stomach so he decided to take care of her favorite position. He propped a pillow under her so that her ass was sticking up. "You know I'm about to fuck the shit out of you don't you?" "Yes. I know." Mike straddled her ass and placed his penis at her pussy entrance. He stuck it in then pulled it out, repeating this action for thirty seconds. "STOP FUCKING TEASING ME!" Hazel was now trying to back up in an attempt to force the dick inside her. "Beg for it." "PLEASE GIVE ME THAT FUCKING DICK! I NEED IT!" "Then why the fuck did you leave me then?" Mike was going to turn this into his advantage. "I don't know. Please just give me Pee-pee, please." She was now writhing and whimpering trying to reach back to find the elusive dick. Mike pushed it in half-way and then stopped. Hazel started moaning and crying. He slammed it in all the way. Mike started pumping faster and faster always pulling it out almost all the way before slamming it back in. Hazel was grabbing at the sheets and muttering. "OH SHIT! I feel it in my head…IT'S IN MY FUCKING HEAD!!!" She started to gyrate her hips while bucking back and forth. Beads of sweat was dropping from Mike's head. With all the alcohol he consumed his stamina wasn't leaving any time soon. He decided to go full-force and her directly on her G-spot. He braced himself with his arms on either side of her and put the full weight of his body down onto her ass, placing the penis directly on the spot. "I'm scared…It feels sooo good…" Chill bumps soon were all over her body and she began muttering again. Mike started rotating his pelvis in the same rhythm as hers and began going even faster. "Unngghh…..oh don't stop…don't stop…YOU BETTER NOT STOP I'M GOING TO FUCKING PISS AGAIN! IT'S IN MY HEAD!" "You want me to stop you say." "NO! KEEP FUCKING GOING….OH YES!!!!" Hazel began crying very loudly and her back was arched and her hand was just raised up in the air. The bed was beginning to rock up against the wall. Mike was getting very close to cumming himself and wanted to make sure he finished right. "You want me to let you come?" "YES!!" "Yes, what…?" Mike was trying his hardest to not come. "Yes, Daddy. Please let me come. OH MY GOD, I CAN FEEL IT!" "You want me to put my kids deep inside you!?" "Yes, please put your kids in me. Give me that DICK!" Mike started going faster than he ever went before and Hazel lost her voice and went rigid as she began gushing all over the place. Mike shot load after load into Hazel's pussy watching some of it even start to pour out. They collapsed on the bed, Mike falling onto Hazel. ****************************** Mike awoke to the scent of sex, piss, and alcohol. He looked at Hazel and reached over to tap her awake. "Hmm?" She opened her eyes reluctantly. "I'm going to get something to eat, you want something?" "Yeah, just some breakfast." Before Mike stepped out after dressing he had a thought. He went over to the bed and yanked Hazel's head up by the strands of her hair. "Ahh…what?" "Whose is it!?" He pulled back even harder. The feeling began to wash over her. "I told you it's your's…Daddy" "You better not be giving my shit away. YOU HEAR ME!" "Yes, Daddy." Mike walked out the door. As the door shut behind him Hazel's fingers were already down in her pussy playing with herself. "Daddy, don't worry. This pussy is yours forever…I knew you would come straighten me out. You and Pee-pee…"