(MF) photoshoot with a sex addict, learning who I really am (long)

This is a story of how I found out I was addicted to sex. The names have been changed of course, but it all kind of came to light within a couple of years of it self.

A brief history of us, I’ve been married for 7 years, but never could understand why I couldn't stop cheating on my wife, prostitutes, massage parlors, random sex partners, the works. It never really rang in my head cause I was getting away with it. This is the story of when I met another sex addict, who has shown me why I couldn't stop.

Her, (lets call her beth), was brought up in the same town as I was, we never met until we started chatting on facebook, I’m a photographer, weddings, parties, and models for fun, she wanted to get some new stuff added to her portfolio, avid gamer, had a fiance, and 2 kids, baby father is out of the picture. She's about 5’5, died blue hair, total anime freak, but looks gorgeous. We hit it off really well on chat, I’m into comics, she understands the obsession, and we start chatting more often about our shoot, comics, and other geek things.

[M/F]From /r/dirtypenpals to my hotel room

Turn the clock back 6 months and I posted (under a different name, obviously) in DPP looking for a very specific kind of role play. I only got a few replies, and of those only one went on for more than a few messages.

About me, I'm a 33 year old white male, 6'1", in okay shape (cardio like 2-3 time a week). I'm not especially large, maybe a 6" cock. I work as a consultant. I basically spend half my time on site at various customers across the US. I get paid pretty well, but I'm gone all the time, so relationships have never been easy.

So anyways, I post in DPP, and get a response. The girl in question tells me she's 28, and finishing grad school on the west coast. She's tight lipped at first, but her writing is unbelievable. Easily the hottest RP I've ever done. We find ways to keep the RP going and interesting, and at this point we're basically collaborating on a choose your own erotic fiction.

I work alone..

It's crossed my mind. I've thought about it. How could it not? The PC repair guy is near to the equivalent of the milkman these days right?

Not something I've had an opportunity to dwell on. Even though I've been in the business for a while, it's very rare to be alone with a good looking female client. It happened today though, much to my surprise.

I've had the call in for about three days. The appointment was set for this morning at 10:00. I arrived a little early. It's a local business woman's home office in a gated community. Very quiet, private. The homes are spread out, giving the neighborhood a real out in the country kind of feeling.

As I approached the front door, I was struck with how large the house is. It felt awkward knocking on the door. Kind of like knocking on the door at WalMart or something, it didn't feel natural. After a few moments, an older woman opened the door, let me know that I'd been expected and to come on in and wait. It took me a second to figure out that this was a maid, and not my customer.

Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.19: Running with a Bad Crowd. [fM][huml]

Early the next morning Kerina was woken when Brendan shook her shoulder.

"Hey get up party girl."

Kerina opened her eyes, but then closed them quickly as the bright light of the morning sun, shining through the now open blinds shocked her sleepy eyes. She blinked them slowly until she could look up at Brendan. He stood there grinning as he watched the obvious discomfort on her face.

Kerina looked down where she was laying on the lounge and saw the thin white sheet conforming to the shape of her body beneath. Her naked body she recalled as the events of last night lined up to remind her of what happened. She shifted uncomfortably and pulled the sheet up as she realised the nipple on her left breast was exposed. Blushing and feeling quite vulnerable she lay there wondering what she would do.

"You made some friends last night, party girl," he said grinning.

Not quite flashing on a nude beach [ENF], [OON]

While I love travelling with my husband I have far longer holidays so often end up travelling on my own throughout the year, this in turn means that I often visit nude beaches on my own too. Despite my exhibitionist tendencies I prefer to control the situation and a lone woman on a beach can draw untoward attention, clothed or not. To resolve this issue I usually seek out another family or couple on the beach and ask to join them, genuine nudists are always happy to see me and I’ve never been refused when asking if I could set up near them.

 

However what I really love is finding a textile couple on a nude beach, on rare occasions they are not aware of the purpose of the beach but usually their aim is simply to see people with no clothes on. I especially love these couples when the beach is almost deserted, the sense of anticipation as I walk up to them fully clothed and ask if I could possibly join them for a while is immeasurable. I’ll always initiate conversation first and judge the situation though never mentioning the fact they are on a nude beach, I will only join them if I feel safe and comfortable.

Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.18: Kerina Socializes with No Pants On [fM]

Kerina jerked awake when the voices invaded her dreams. She looked up bleary eyed to see a few people walking into the room from the direction of the front door.

"Wake up sleepy head," Brendan called out like he was talking to a kid.

"Wh-what time is it?" stammered Kerina, wondering how long she had slept for.

"Its 8.30 and who might you be?" asked a well cultured voice. Kerina looked up and saw a skinny but athletic guy well dressed with short hair and a moustache. He was obviously well into his 30's. She had only been asleep about 30 minutes she realised.

"You okay?" he asked as she sat there silent, the thoughts going through her head.

"Uh, y-yes, I am Kerina," she said weakly.

"Oh hello Kerina, it is nice to meet you," he said politely, "My name is Greg.

"Hey Greg, who is this?" asked another guy walking into the room. He was fatter, his clothes were not neat or tidy and he had a three day growth going on his chin.

"Oh, hey Lionel, this is Kerina. Kerina meet Lionel," Said Greg.

Uncle Mark, Ch. 2: [Mf] [inc] [tease]

"We'll be gone for the weekend, at least," Sam told Mark gravely in the foyer. "It might not be Tuesday until we get back. I'm really sorry about this." A couple of hastily packed suitcases sat at Sam's feet. Jen came from the kitchen, swinging her purse over her shoulder.

"It's not a problem at all," Mark said consolingly. He touched Jen's shoulder. "It's good that you're deciding to go out there. Your grandfather will be happy to see you." Jen smiled weakly in return.

"Val's not that close to her great-grandfather," Sam said. "No sense in eating up her summer."

Mark shook his head, telling Sam with the gesture that rationalization wasn't necessary. "It's all right. I'll keep her out of trouble here."

Sam nodded. "Don't want you to be trapped in the suburbs. The convertible is yours. I know you'll be careful."

Mark saw Sam and Jen to their car and waved as they drove off, then returned to the morning silence of the house and exhaled. He plunked himself down in the living room and unfolded the Saturday paper.

"They're gone?" Val asked from halfway down the stairs, looking groggy and sounding confused.

Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.17: Staying Over [fm][huml]

Kerina's mobile beeped and flashed red as it received a message.

'Hi Kerry. Not meeting at mine tonight, cause my stupid older half-brother will be there. We will meet at Kylie's place instead. You can stay ova if you like. See you there. Luv Jane  '

Unfortunately for Kerina the mobile sat unheeded under the locker where she had dropped it earlier in the day. This was unfortunate as if she had it, she would have undoubtedly avoided what was to happen.


Kerina stumbled up to Jane's door and knocked. She was uncomfortable, wearing the little blue summer skirt and her tight Princess Aurora t-shirt. She was tired, feeling out of place in this nice neighbourhood dressed like this. And to top it all off, when she was 5 minutes from Jane's house, it had started pouring with rain.

28 year old Brendan opened the door of his dad's house. He had been off travelling for a few years, working his way around the country, but two weeks ago he had come home to work out what to do with his life. His annoying little sister Jane had grown up and was a real pain; seeming to resent his intrusion on what had become HER house. He found it hard to believe she was 19 now.

Shaving Dad [inc][Mf]

Michael finally got home, tired, after a long day at work.

"Katie? Are you home?"

"I'm at the pool dad," Michael heard his daughter shouting from the back yard. "Come join me!"

"Sure, ok. Give me a moment."

He was pretty sweaty and decided to have a shower before joining his daughter. He was excited to see her and catch up with her. She just got home the previous day from her first year in college to spent the summer with him. She had arrived pretty late so they didn't get the chance to say much.

He got out of the shower feeling refreshed, he tied a towel around his waist and went downstairs to join his daughter. As soon as he walked out in the back yard he spotted Kate doing laps in the pool. He always admired her obsession with sports. Ever since she was young she liked to be constantly involved in some kind of athletic activity. Swimming was one of her favorites. Every summer she spent hours in their home pool. Throughout her teens she tried soccer, tennis, ballet, volley ball and track running among others. She never stuck with anything long enough to become really good at, but she enjoyed them nevertheless. And as a very pleasant side effect she had developed an amazingly beautiful and toned body which she was really proud of.

Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.15: Coming from Behind [fmM][blkmail]

Kerina was running, blindly down the hallway, desperate to escape the echoing laughter coming from somewhere behind her, from the class room she was due to attend.

Kerina had just lived out another nightmare, in a week that was proving to be full of nightmares for her so far. She had just had her skirt taken away from her in the middle of the University hallway and then had been exposed to her Professor and her class.

Unable to deal with the reality of what had happened, Kerina had ran, blindly, just desiring to be away not thinking about where she was going.

"Hey babe, slow down."

Kerina almost jumped as she heard the words in the empty hallway. She looked around as she slowed down. She recognized the voice. It was Jack.

He was standing at the door of a classroom.

"Come in here babe, this room is empty."

Desperate for some privacy, Kerina almost ran in the door. Inside it was empty as he had described and there were just rows of old desks and a blackboard on the wall.