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Archive name: sexadd.txt (MF, affair, work)
Authors name: Phoebe - Phoenix AZ
Story title : Sex Addict

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Sex Addict (MF, affair, work)
by Phoebe - Phoenix AZ


Hi, my name is Mary and I'm a sex addict. I've tried to 
stop, to stay celibate but I can never contain myself for 
more than a week or so. I can't tell you how many times I've 
fucked up my life with this little addiction of mine.

I've lost jobs, boy friends and even a couple of husbands 
because I am too promiscuous. I just can't help it, I see a 
man, or in some cases a woman that attracts me and there I 
am again.

This story is about my current job. I balled the boss again 
even knowing what would probably happen in the end. I'd only 
been working there for less than a month when it happened. 
He was a good-looking guy and I'd been turned on by him 
since first meeting him at my job interview.

I didn't want to get into trouble again so I kept trying to 
ovoid him, but heck, how do you do that when you work 
directly under him.

It was a Friday afternoon and the place was winding down 
after a super busy week and Bob, my boss, called out to me 
to bring in the weekly stats. I had been thinking about sex 
for the past few hours. My plan was to go over to Mini's Bar 
and Grill that evening and pick up some young stud-muffin 
and screw his brains out until morning. You see I'd been 
without all week, trying to be good and all.

I'm 44-years-old and if I wanted to be brutally honest about 
it I'd have to admit that I'm starting to show a little wear 
and tear around the edges from all the men I've had and all 
the booze and late night parties I've done. (But the good 
thing about being a woman; there is always a nice looking 
guy out there who lets his dick do his thinking for him.)

I still remember the first time I had sex with a boy. I 
can't remember all of the guys I've had, but I certainly 
remember that first one. I was 14 at the time and he was 18 
and very popular and going to college. I was so flattered 
that he was interested in little old me. 

Boy, I'd kill to be 14 again, things would be different if I 
knew then what I know now. I just squandered my perfection 
as a youth. I was pretty hot looking at 14, and pretty horny 
too.

I took this man on with out a thought. I think I would have 
done it sooner if someone had asked me, but back then boys 
always thought that girls would say no or even be offended 
if they tried to make a move on the girl

Well, this hunky guy who was a world older than me asked me 
to the college football game and I had the time of my life. 
My folks had been working their fingers to the bone trying 
to keep our family restaurant from going under and they 
didn't have time to keep tabs on me. So I was a free agent 
out there and Kevin was about to get a real slice of life 
from me.

We went to the game and Kevin bought me hotdogs and beer and 
treated me like I was all grown up. It was intoxicating and 
when he put his arm around my shoulders casually I just 
about died. There I was sitting at the big game with the 
best-looking guy around and he was possessively holding me 
so that all the other guys and girls could see that I was 
his.

I'd never even dated before, not really dated. Kevin knew 
all the right things to say and after the game we went to 
Lookout Mountain just south of the city "to see the city all 
lit up" and within 30 minutes we were fucking like rabbits.

Even to this day I can remember Kevin and that first time. 
I've probably had at least 400 different guys since then, 
but the feeling of his hands unbuttoning my blouse and 
tugging off my jeans; and god when he touched my pussy I was 
ready to jump his bones right then and there.

Ol' Kev didn't know what he had on his hands that night. He 
thought that he'd get his rocks off and then take me home. 
Well, was he wrong! 

When he had my clothes off and was tugging his pants off 
with that frantic excitement that I've become so used to 
over the years since then, I couldn't contain myself, I had 
to touch it, feel it, I'd never seen one before and when I 
grabbed his dick in my cold hand he just about had a stroke.

I remember that I was surprised at how soft his dick felt, 
yet how hard it stood up, ready for action -- so to speak. 
Kevin put his hands on my tits and started squeezing them, 
sort of massaging them, and man oh man did that get me 
going.

The thing that still sticks in my mind was the feeling of 
him pushing me down and climbing on top of me -- the feeling 
of his hot naked flesh against mine, and the wonderful 
excitement as he stuck his stiff dick into me. My blood 
pressure just about shot through the roof.

I was so wet by the time he entered me that he just slid 
home with ease. And when he started to fuck me I started to 
scream as my orgasm started, I was in ecstasy. (I think I 
scared him at first.)

I know that we attracted attention from the other lovers who 
where out there that night. I was making enough noise that 
if they'd taped me they could have dubbed a porno film very 
successfully just with my moans and lusty screams.

There was even some applause after Kevin and I had our first 
orgasms and where lying there panting side by side. We did 
it 4 more time that night. I think Kevin was glad to call it 
a night after the 4th time. I still wanted to keep going, 
but I was pretty sore by then.

*

So as you can see I have a history of loving sex right from 
the very first time. I guess that I'm a real honest to 
goodness nymphomaniac and have been pretty much from that 
moment on.

I'd tried to be good. I didn't want to get fucked up at work 
again, but that Friday all the things that I am so 
susceptible to just kind of fell into place. First, I'd been 
thinking about sex all day, and second, my boss was looking 
particularly sexy that day. So when I walked into his office 
our eyes met and I knew what would happen.

Bob looked a little disconcerted as he looked into my eyes. 
I on the other hand was ready and I knew how to make things 
happen. I walked up too close to him, you know, right up 
next to him so that we were touching. Then as he was looking 
at the papers that I was still holding I took one of his 
hands and brought it up under the hem of my skirt.

That's all it took. He gasped in surprise, but I held his 
hand down there and when he felt my "clit ring" with his 
prodding fingers a groaned in his ear, "Eat me, please." and 
didn't have to say or do anything else.

Bob's testosterone kicked in and he was all over me. He 
picked me up by the waist and placed me on his desk. Then he 
quickly ran over to the door and closed and locked it.

'Oh boy,' I thought he was going to fuck me and I was going 
to get the satisfaction that I'd been craving all day.

When Bob hurried back over to me I sprawled lewdly out on 
his desk pulling my skirt up my thighs to show him my naked 
pussy with my clit rings glistening in the harsh overhead 
lights.

I love clit rings -- they're so erotic, they tell any man 
that you're ready and willing to fuck them. Ever since I've 
had them I haven't had to say anything to the guy, he just 
knows that I'm there to fuck him.

My boss shoved my legs apart and buried his face between 
them eating me out just like I had asked him to. God Bob had 
a great technique; he really knew how to eat a pussy. I 
could feel him tonguing my clit rings, and I jumped in 
pleasure as he started to lick them, tonguing me in earnest.

As he built up speed I found myself thinking how lucky his 
wife must feel... er... well, she'd be lucky if he weren't 
about to cheat on her with me. I smiled at the thought. In a 
strange way it always makes me feel better about myself when 
other people are pulled down to my level. (Men are such 
animals sometimes.)

But after a couple of minutes of great face I wanted more 
than a tongue jammed up me and began to beg Bob to fuck me, 
"Please Bob, fuck me," I said in a half moan, "I need a big 
stiff cock in me, I need to be ridden hard, fuck me Bob, 
please." I held my arms out to him and he yanked his pants 
down and leaped between my open legs.

I could feel him penetrate me with his rising passion. He 
slid deep into my slick pussy and I felt complete for a 
moment. Then he started thrusting in and out of my like I've 
experienced hundreds of times before. I knew that he was 
heading for a quick come but there was nothing I could do 
about it he was in charge so I just lay there and let him do 
his thing.

He stood at the edge of the desk holding my legs up and 
fucking me wildly -- grunting with effort as he thrust 
deeply -- almost pushing me across the desk in his 
excitement.

I had my first orgasm as he thrust into me. I had my second 
when I looked up at him; he'd thrown his head back and 
closed his eyes and was shivering, thrust to the hilt in me. 
I knew that he was coming in me, I knew that he was in 
ecstasy getting his rocks off in me, just as I'd planned.

Finally Bob slumped over me breathing like a locomotive. I 
let him lie on top of me for a while, feeling his heart 
pounding against my chest, and his dick throbbing inside me. 
Then after a bit I whispered in his ear, "I need it again 
Bob, I need you to fuck me again, please."

He looked side ways at me but I just smiled and kissed him, 
gently pushing him away from me. "C'mon Bob, do me again, I 
know you can, please Bob I want it doggy style this time." 

I climbed onto my hands and knees wiggling my ass in his 
face like a bitch in heat. It didn't take any more effort 
that that. Bob was scrambling up on his desk right there 
with me. I immediately felt his big swollen dick still 
coated in our mutual slime slide home.

God he felt good!

And so there we were doing it like dogs right on his desk. 
As my boss enjoyed my cunt from behind I took a moment to 
reflect on what would probably happen this time. Once his 
passion was sated he'd realize what he'd done and would 
probably fire me right away. Or maybe he would have sex with 
me a few more time before the axe fell. 'There was always 
the blackmail advantage, he was married after all,' I 
thought momentarily.

But then all thoughts flew out of my mind as another lovely 
orgasm rushed through my body. Bob's thrusts had driven me 
over the edge of sanity again, just like the hundreds of 
times I'd been there before. I screamed in lust like a She- 
Wolf howling at the moon. I was temporarily out of my mind, 
and so was Bob apparently because I could hear him gasping 
and grunting as he fucked me harder and harder, not caring 
who heard us.

Then he came -- Soon I could feel his hot come running down 
the inside of my thighs as he kept frantically screwing me 
like an dog taking a bitch in heat.

I kept coming again and again, my whole body was on fire, I 
knew subconsciously that this was one of the best fucks I'd 
ever had.

Bob kept thrusting and I could feel his big shaft rubbing my 
clit rings against my woman-nub just in the right way, I was 
getting light headed from the intensity of my prolonged 
come, it was fucking wonderful.

Somewhere deep down inside I was sad because I knew that 
this feeling would end soon, and then I'd be trying to find 
it again in all the wrong places. But right then I didn't 
give a damn, all I wanted was for him to keep fucking me 
until I blacked out.

But it was not to be, as usual -- like all the men before 
him he finally stopped when he'd shot his load. He slid down 
over my back covered in sweat, pushing me down under him. 
With a pang of sorrow I felt Bob slip out of my come filled 
hole and it was over.

But to my surprise we did it twice more before the afternoon 
was over. Bob turned out to be my fantasy lover with an 
insatiable need for sex and great stamina too.

*

Well, that Friday session was over 3 weeks ago and I'm still 
employed. As a matter of fact I even get my lunch free 
everyday. Bob takes me to the Holiday Inn down the street 
were he buys me lunch then we go up to a room and fuck each 
other's brains out for around 40-minutes or so, then all 
relaxed and happy we go back to work.

Who knows what will happen? Bob says that I'm the best fuck 
he's ever had, and that his wife is a real pill when it 
comes to the bedroom.

I've seen his wife and I have to tell you she's a real 
knockout. Maybe she just needs a little nudge. I have a 
special plan for the Christmas party at Bob's house if I'm 
still working here by then. I'd like to see if I could make 
a difference in his wife's sex life, like I have Bob's.

I'd like to try anyway...

THE END

(c) Dec 2000 - Phoebe - Phoenix AZ

An illustrated version of this story is available at The
Kristen Archives at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Kristen/www

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay
to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted
partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good
care of it!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Kristen's collection - Directory 13

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