Addiction to Sex?

"Addiction to Sex?"

"As Reported by Mike Kelly

The night was cold with a slight winter wind. Nothing existed, but corn from the surrounding farms, to hold back the frigid breeze. Naturally, the campus was deserted. Scattered lamps illuminated the walkways with a soft evening glow. The fountain was dazzling, as always. It was tall, single column of water lit from below with a shimmering, liquid light. Standing in the center of a circular stone basin, the fountain gave off a mist that seemed to instantly become crystalline in the chill air.

I found a wooden bench at the edge of the light. Shoving my hands deep in my pockets, I sat down to watch the jetting water. The view was mesmerizing. Everything felt so still. The swirling chaos in my brain began to settle down. The papers drifted away, as did my Mountain Dew induced haze. The sound of the falling water was a soothing sedative, a massage at the edge of my brain. It relaxed me, sending my mind into a dazed, almost hypnotic, trance....

....Until I felt two warm hands over my eyes. "Guess who?" I heard Brandy query, just before she licked my ear with a giggle. Brandy was such a cute little teen sex addict. My heart began to beat faster, as it always did in her presence, since I knew that I would soon be sliding my cock inside of her. She leaned over from the backside of the bench and slid her arms down my chest. Brandy then bent down and nibbled on my neck. The suction from her mouth was surely raising a welt. Certainly, there would be a hickey tomorrow. Who cares? She then whispered soft and low, "Did you miss me, professor?"

I just groaned an affirmative. One of my hands went to the back of her head. I lightly stroked the flaxen hair spilling out of her wool knit winter cap. She continued to plant burning kisses on the side of my neck. While I was quickly becoming aroused, my body had grown relaxed. I could feel the stress flowing out of me. This was what I needed. I could count on Brandy to find the perfect moment to give me the medicine I required.

"Damn, Brandy," I moaned. "Let's go back to your place."

"Uh uh," she replied. I felt her shift behind me, before she began to tongue the other side of my neck. "We're gonna do it here. Would you like it if I sucked you off while you relax on this park bench. Nothing better than sex in public with the chance of getting caught.”

"I don't know. What if someone sees?"

"God, I hope so! That would be so fuckin' hot! Maybe I would then have to suck them off too. Or if it was a chick, you could bang her while I would eat her pussy. Now be a good boy, unzip your pants, and pull out that beautiful cock of yours. I wanna start sucking."

I could not help but obey. She had planned this, the slut. She had set things up so that I would fulfill some exhibitionist fantasy of hers. Brandy knew that I would be torn, but that I wouldn't say no. Instead, I would throw caution away and consent to have my cock sucked on a bench in the middle of campus. She knew me too well.

I opened my fly, reached inside my pants, and pulled out my dick. The chill night air felt dangerously tantalizing on my uncovered flesh. It was freeing and invigorating, another taboo that I would break at Brandy's request. My life had become so damn crazy.

My sweet teen coed whispered in my ear, "Oh, I want to lick that up. It looks so tasty. And is that a drop of pre-cum for me? Yummy! But let's make this even more interesting, professor." With that my world went black. I could feel Brandy pull her wool hat onto my head. But she didn't stop there. Instead, she continued to roll the hat down until it completely covered my eyes. She was going to give me a public blowjob, and I was going to be blindfolded.

I felt the wet warmth of Brandy's mouth descend over my rigid cock. At first it was a breath, soft and subtle. Within seconds, though, I felt my skin being peppered with quick, sharp kisses. The kisses then became licks as she began to work the length of my shaft. She made light moans of pleasure, signaling that she was enjoying the "hard" task before her. My cock was now fully erect, as the strangeness of the situation compounded the erotic thrill of the moment. I had never had sex in public - or with a blindfold for that matter - before. This was something entirely new. The thrill of getting caught, while terrifying, made everything so much more intense. Without my vision every other sense became heightened; it felt like all the nerve centers in my body were on full alert.

I knew this blowjob had to be quick; this was not the place for a slow, languishing tease. We were in the open air in a public place, on campus. Someone could easily walk by and spot the fellatio by the fountain. The pink wool cap that was covering my eyes would only draw attention to our activities.

Brandy's mouth completely engulfed my dick. She made a soft gagging sound as the suction of her teen lips descended from the spongy tip of my dong's head. Her wet lips smoothly slipped down to the base of my shaft. I felt her nose hit bottom. She had swallowed my entire length and buried it in the back of her throat. The hot breath from her nostrils flared in my pubes, circulating with the cold, night air. The moment was a study in contrasts. Her mouth was so beautifully warm. It was a haven from the harsh chill of winter that otherwise enveloped me.

She came up for air, gasping for breath. While she recovered Brandy grasped my cock in her hand and gave it a few sloppy wet strokes. Once again, saliva was everywhere. For now it felt seductive and warm, but later it would be a wet mess in my pants. But who gave a fuck? I had a gorgeous 18 year old cocksucker on her knees before me, and she wanted nothing more than to get back to business. She snarfed down on my rod again, this time going part way. From that vantage she was able to work my shaft with her soft, pliant tongue. It was amazing. I could the metal ball of her tongue piercing caressing the flesh of my dick. That piercing raised things higher, sending pleasure coursing through me in ways I had never....

Wait! What the fuck!? Brandy didn't have a tongue stud. I had been tricked. The hat that had deepened the eroticism of the moment, had also blinded me to a cunning switch-a-roo. I pulled on the cocksucker's head, trying to disengage from the mystery blowjob unfolding in my lap. She didn't want to stop, though; that much was obvious. Her hand grasped my thighs as she fought to maintain suction on my dick. I felt another pair of hands massage my shoulders. Brandy whispered in my ear, "Easy big boy. Don't worry. It is just another one of my slutty coed friends that needs the cock. Lie back, enjoy it, and give her some cum."

I thought about it for a moment. I trusted Brandy. Sure, she was a wicked teen slut that would do anything to get properly fucked, but I also knew that she would look out for me. I released the death grip on the cocksucker's head, eased back, and prepared myself for the orgasm that would certainly overtake me.

I could almost feel the smile creep onto the lips of the woman sucking my cock. She slurped in contentment and satisfaction as she continued to ply me with her tongue. Round and round it swirled, with that piercing compounding the sensation. I threw my head back and moaned, losing myself in this strange and sexy turn of events.

The mystery woman's head popped off my cock. Without the warm, wet loving of coed lips, my member felt strangely sad and alone. I heard some whispering, as Brandy continued to rub my shoulders. Then Brandy spoke to me, "What do you say, stud? Do you wanna get fucked? Would you like a fresh, juicy pussy?"

Goddamn! "Sure. Fuckin' bring it on," I growled deep and low.

I felt a hand firmly clasp my throbbing dick. She held it up straight as she squatted over me. The mystery woman then rubbed it along the outer lips of her pussy, teasing her clit. I could feel my cock brush against a pair of lacy panties that she had pulled to the side for our impromptu, outdoor fuck. She was wet, and very obviously turned on. The moisture from her cunt coated the tip of my cock as she ran it along the length of her slit.

But it was clear that she was not looking for a tease. I felt her descent onto my lap, and in a short, glorious moment I was engulfed in the raging, damp heat of her hungry pussy. We both groaned in pleasure, letting the sensations of the fuck wash away the built-up tension of the day. Instead, a new type of tension took hold of our bodies. I felt the muscles in my legs become taught and my breathing grow tighter as I fell into the fuck.

For the first moments of our congress, the mystery woman was hesitant. Her ass cheeks bottomed out at the base of my cock. While she had yet to really move, she was now fully impaled on my length. I am sure she was gauging the situation, letting her pussy get used to its newly invited resident. She quickly, though, lost all uncertainty. She began to rise up and fall down with mounting determination. I could hear her gasp, short little intakes of breath that were becoming more fervent.

Brandy was nibbling on my neck as she whispered, "Does that fuckin' pussy feel good wrapped around your hard, throbbing, cock? I bet it does. You feel so good right now, don't cha you little slut? You little whore?" I heard my mystery girl moan an affirmative as she slid down on my pole again. I could feel her ass ripple lewdly against my pubic bone as she banged into me. Brandy laughed mischievously and continued her naughty commentary, "Damn, that looks so good, all sticky and wet. I know its gotta feel good. I love that cock in my pussy, plowing in and out of my teen fuck hole. Fuck her, professor! Screw that little college-coed, sorority teeny-bopper slut. Give her what she needs, that fucking slut! Make her cum. Make her cum like the dirty, fucking twat that she is."

I could feel a definite presence of healthy boobs on her chest. But I couldn't tell anymore than that, since the thick, puffy parka she was wearing hid the true sense of what I was working with. Giving up, I instead let my hands slide downward. I moved them up under the flimsy material of the mystery fuck's skirt, and I took a firm grip of her muscular ass. I spread her cheeks and lightly teased her butthole with my finger. She moaned, raggedly. I slipped my finger inside of her ass – gently, but with authority. And that finger called up her orgasm. The waves of her climax came fierce and hard. She moaned in my ear, clutched my face, and kissed me with a feral passion. Her tongue forced its way between my lips, as she frenched my mouth, lips, and tongue. She shook and quaked, as I felt a warm rush of fluid flow onto my crotch. And I didn't know her name; I hadn't seen her face.

I needed to come. Listening for her breathing to ease, I waited a moment for her to settle down. Then I made my move. Cupping her ass cheeks, I pulled her up and then back down. My hands fell into a rhythm as I kneaded the firm, soft flesh of her butt. At the same time, I began to buck my hips thrusting upwards into her juicy, little cunt hole. I heard the slap of skin on skin as we moaned into each other mouths. We were still locked deep in a kiss that was continued to intensify. I could feel her bouncing forward – into me – with every thrust. She slammed up and down, furiously, onto my raging cock.

"Fuck her, fuck her, fuck her!" I heard Brandy chant, "Bang her with your fat cock! Fuck her as good as you fuck me. You tasty little bitch! Doesn't that feel good in your tight little pussy, you sweet whore? Do you love the dick? Do you like having some guy that you never met before fuck you? And he doesn't even know who you are, you cocksucking whore!"

Brandy's words were too much. I couldn't take it any more. I grabbed the mystery woman's ass and pulled her onto my dick with as much force as I could. I felt my cock twitch and my balls tighten. Thick jets of cum shot from my tip and flooded her tight, molten hole. The spurts went long and deep, firing off to hit somewhere distant in her womb. I shuddered and twitched as the cum left my body. I was wracked with an incredible orgasm, fueled by anonymity of this mystery fuck. She could be anyone – a student, a professor, someone I hadn't met. Fuck! That was so friggin' hot!

And the most amazing part? Brandy had engineered the whole encounter. She had found another amazing woman for me to fuck. Brandy was my goddess of lust, a lewd and lascivious fuck that could match in reality any horny idea that I could dream up in my imagination.

My softening cock slid out of the mystery cunt with a plop. Now that her pussy was unplugged our mutual juices flowed freely. We were still gasping heavily, taking in cold gulps of the night air with a vital need. We didn't have long, we needed to get moving. It was a miracle that we hadn't been caught yet. Public safety would certainly be prowling around at this time of night. The mystery fuck dismounted and I reached for the hat that had served double duty as a blindfold. I wanted to look at the woman who I had just fucked.

"No," I heard Brandy say as she slapped away my hand. "Wait a minute."

I was surprised. "Why?" I said.

"Isn't it better this way? Isn't it better not to know? She could be anyone. Anyone! You fucked her - you fucked her tight, little pussy – and you don't know who she is. Hold onto that. Let it roll around in your mind. You know that she is somewhere here on campus, but you won't know who or where she is. God, that is so hot!"

I nodded and smiled. Brandy was right. I would wait, and I would wonder. Who had I fucked? Who was that amazing woman that had sucked my cock? Would we ever meet again?

Only Brandy knew………………

The famous star of the “X-Files” - David Duchovny has checked into rehab for sex addiction. Interestingly, Fox Mulder was supposed to be a major porn collector on “The X-Files.”

“I have voluntarily entered a facility for the treatment of sex addiction,” David has stated publicly, “I ask for respect and privacy for my wife and children as we deal with this situation as a family.” David married actress Téa Leoni in 1997. They have two children, daughter Madelaine West, 9, and son Kyd, 6.

The term "sex addict" has been used as a punch line on television so often that it's hard to believe that it can actually be a serious addiction, like alcoholism. But for those affected, the ramifications of a sexual addiction are all too real, often leaving marriages, careers and bank accounts in ruins. In Hollywood, tales of actors risking their reputations by picking up street prostitutes are too numerous to mention.

The term "sexual addiction" is used to describe the behavior of a person who has an unusually intense sex drive or an obsession with sex. Sex and the thought of sex tend to dominate the sex addict's thinking, making it difficult to work or engage in healthy personal relationships.

Sex addicts engage in distorted thinking, often rationalizing and justifying their behavior and blaming others for problems. They generally deny they have a problem and make excuses for their actions.

Sexual addiction also is associated with risk-taking. A person with a sex addiction engages in various forms of sexual activity, despite the potential for negative and/or dangerous consequences. In addition to damaging the addict's relationships and interfering with his or her work and social life, a sexual addiction also puts the person at risk for emotional and physical injury.

For some people, the sex addiction progresses to involve illegal activities, such as exhibitionism (exposing oneself in public), making obscene phone calls, or molestation.

What exactly constitutes a sexual addiction? It's generally described as obsessive sexually related behavior that dominates the addict's life. The compulsive behavior can range from obsessive use of pornography or promiscuity, to use of prostitutes or even sexual violence. Still, the notion that people can be clinically addicted to sex is controversial. Sex addiction, is not recognized by the American Psychological Association as a diagnosable disorder.

Despite this, a growing number of medical experts are saying compulsive sexual behavior is a very real disorder that an estimated 16 million Americans, both men and women, are fighting.

“Daily, I sit down with people who look back at the wreckage in their life and say, knowing all along, ‘Why would I do this stuff?’" says Dr. Mike Williams, director of sexual disorders services at Maryland’s Sex Treatment Center, which first coined the term "sexual addiction."

Williams says the same way that people can become addicted to drugs, alcohol or gambling, they can become addicted to sex, anything from Internet sex to obsessive masturbation to affairs.

Williams says there are three indicators of sexual addiction. These indicators are Compulsivity, Continuation despite consequences and Obsession.

Compulsivity: This is the loss of the ability to choose freely whether to stop or continue a behavior.

Continuation despite consequences: When addicts take their addiction too far, it can cause negative effects in their lives. They may start withdrawing from family life to pursue sexual activity. This withdrawal may cause them to neglect their children or cause their partners to leave them. Addicts risk money, marriage, family and career in order to satisfy their sexual desires. Despite all of these consequences, they continue indulging in excessive sexual activity.

Obsession: This is when people cannot help themselves from thinking a particular thought. Sex addicts spend whole days consumed by sexual thoughts. They develop elaborate fantasies, find new ways of obtaining sex and mentally revisit past experiences. Because their minds are so preoccupied by these thoughts, other areas of their lives that they could be thinking about are neglected.

No matter how you look at it – both men and women can love sex a little too much and ruin their lives because of it. Like anything else it enhances life in moderation – but when sex becomes your entire life, you could end up losing your job, your marriage and all your friends.

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