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HUGE F BUDDIES: Prologue


My name is Sara, and I’m addicted to sex.

Man, it’s a rush. From the first time that you make eye contact to the flirting, kissing, touching, sucking, and of course, the fucking. I love it all.

I know that girls aren’t supposed to feel this way. They’re definitely not supposed to admit to it. It’s not respectable to like sex. It’s not respectable to talk about sex. We’re taught from a young age that it’s something dirty for us. Not for the guys. They can love it and do it as much as they like, but if a woman acts the same way, she’s a slut.

Well, I’m calling bullshit because someone has to.

I’m calling bullshit on sex being a dirty pleasure, and also on food being a guilty pleasure. In fact, I’m calling bullshit on the labeling of all the things that are enjoyable as things we’re not supposed to indulge in.

Pleasure is a part of life. It’s what makes us happy. It’s what fills our hearts and minds with joy.

I LOVE sex in all its sweaty, sticky, messy glory. Throw in some whipped cream or chocolate sauce, and I’m in heaven.

The one thing that I don’t do is relationships.

Relationships are for people who feel guilty about sex except when it’s within acceptable confines; otherwise, why would you saddle yourself with the same dude every day? That’s like accepting you’re only going to eat one flavor of ice cream for your whole life. Boring!

I want to taste lots of flavors, and I have.

I’ve had perfect, hot, fun, desperate, affectionate, silly, and intense sex, and it’s all been great.

I pick my fuck buddies carefully. They have to be big and strong, with huge hands. I reckon that’s as good a way as any of almost guaranteeing a huge dick. They have to be funny and intelligent and interesting. Throw in some tattoos and pretty eyes, and I’m a goner.

Why am I telling you all of this?

It’s because you’re about to read my story, and I want you to understand a little bit about me before you meet my stepbrothers.

Carson, Anderson, Brayson, and Jefferson are two sets of twins who tick absolutely all my boxes and then some.

Welcome to the world of F-Buddies times four. It’s a rollercoaster, but I promise that you’re going to enjoy the ride.


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