Copyright 1997, Studs Manly, ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached. The author may be contacted through mrdouble@ix.netcom.com. Sex Addict by Karla Dean I don't know if anyone loves to fuck as much as I love it. I'm 30 years old, married, attractive, and I think that sex is absolutely wonderful and is probably the main reason people exist at all. But I didn't get in on the action until I went away from home. I guess I was a late bloomer. My body didn't develop until I went off to college, an east coast girl's school where my roommate introduced me to the world of sexual pleasure. Theresa initiated me by devouring my puss late one night and I was hooked. We were drinking wine, talking, and I'd admitted I was a virgin. Theresa took that as cue to make a move. I was willing. She felt my titties through my nightie and pretty soon she was diving into my wet puss and I was hearing angel violins and devil trombones. =20 By my second year, I had quite a reputation as an accomplished pussy eater. However, I was caught in a delicious but compromising 69 position with my 48-year-old English professor, a Ms. Quinn, who possessed a truly sweet-tasting puss and I was subsequently transferred to a co-ed religious college in Tennessee. My uncle was one of the professors there. He knew why I'd been transferred, and he seemed eager to help me, in more ways than one. At first, I figured I was in for a sexless existence at this college. I just knew that I'd been sent there as punishment and I figured it'd be years before I'd again taste pussy or have an orgasm. I was wrong, thank God. "This is a cock," Uncle James said as he exposed his semi-erect organ to me in his office. Naturally, I'd long ago sacrificed my maidenhead to a dildo-wielding lezzie, but Uncle James's was the first flesh-and-blood prick I ever saw. Fortu-nately, Uncle James was hung like a stallion. His cock was as long as my favorite dildo, a good 10 inches, and it was bigger around. So big, in fact, my fingers couldn't reach around it when I took hold of that pulsing tube. How breathtaking it looked. How wonderful. Magnificent. "That's right, Karla, hold it like that. You don't seem to be at all afraid. Have you ever done this before?" "No, sir, Uncle James. This is the first real cock I've ever felt. I've played with a lot of fake cocks before, but you know what? I like the real thing better. It feels so hot and hard, yet soft at the same time." "Why don't you find out how it tastes?" He smiled at me and I quickly stuck out my tongue and gave that huge salami a long, loving lick. It tasted great, musky and manly, and I squirted cum into my panties. I saw a bead of pre-squirt at the tip of his cock and I kissed the head, letting my tongue lick the drop. It was sweet to the taste and I wanted more, so my tongue tried worming into the pee hole, I sucked in more of his cock and my hands tried milking him. Uncle James was content to let me suck his prong for a bit, but he eventually stopped me. "You have a wonderful mouth, Karla. Let me see the rest of your body." I stood up and unbuttoned my blouse. Uncle James insisted on removing my bra and skirt and my sopping panties, but he told me to leave my anklets and saddle Oxfords on. He played with my tits awhile and told me to sit on the desk while he pulled up a chair and sat down. Uncle James spread my legs the used his fingers to spread the lips of my buttery muffin.=20 "You have a beautiful pussy, Karla Just lovely. The lips are like the dew-covered petals of an exotic flower. Ahh, the sweet fragrance! I must taste you." The roughness of his face on my inner thighs was wild. I'd only had soft-skinned women eat me out, so this was a new experience, too. Not only was it a man who was dining at my "Cafe Cunt," it was my dear Uncle James. How delightfully wicked! I grinned as I wondered what my mother would say if she knew? But what Uncle James said next made my grin vanish. "Hmm, you taste as good as your mother, Karla." He looked to see my reaction. "Let's see if you fuck as well as she does." He stood and took off his shirt and dropped his pants. His huge cock was almost purple with desire as we walked to the couch in his office. "What's your favorite position, Karla?" =20 "I like getting fucked while I'm on my hands and knees. From behind. Doggie style." Uncle James chuckled. "Just like your mother," he said as he made me assume the position. "Like a bitch in heat." I felt the mushroom head of his prick probing the gate of my gash then Uncle James's hands clutched my hips and he slowly pushed his prick into my cunt. Oh, I'd been fucked before, but a fake cock doesn't compare to the real thing. Fake cocks aren't hot nor nearly as supplee as a real, pulsating prick. They don't throb and pulsate. Fake cocks don't have balls to feel and fondle. And plastic dongs don't squirt hot, thick cum like Uncle James's did. Ooh, it felt good when he squirted his seed in me and I felt his cock shrink inside me. After we dressed, Uncle James explained how we were a close family, much closer than most. Everybody, almost, on my mother's side of the family fucked each other. My father, though, was too straightlaced, so he had absolutely no idea what my mother did with her brother-in-law, nieces and nephews. He told me that his wife, my Aunt Annette, dearly wanted to get my father to screw her, especially after my mother told her that Daddy could fuck for hours without cumming. I was surprised that sisters could talk so frankly about sex, but being an only child and having grown up in a sheltered environment, what did I know? "If you want, Karla, your cousins, Annette and I would love it if you came to the house Saturday for a party." "Can I have more of this then?" I asked, fondling his cock as he put his pants on. I felt it begin to stiffen and I gave it a loving kiss and I was treated to the taste of a single drop of his cum as it dribbled from the slit. "We'll see. Annette is going to want it when I get home tonight to tell her what a hot fuck our niece is." That's why dinner at my Uncle's house Saturday seemed so charged with expectations. Uncle James, Aunt Annette, my cousins Denise, Dean and Don were there, along with Dean's wife, Pamela, and Denise's boyfriend, Frank. The eight of us had a grand meal with absolutely no mention of sex. I had imagined that everyone would be naked and wild but it was quite the opposite. Pamela, whom I'd never met, had auburn hair pulled into a tight bun. With her glasses and high-collared blouse, she was the image of a librarian. Denise was as blonde and bubbly as her boyfriend was dark and quiet. Dean and Don are both older than I am, by two years and one year, respectively, and both are quite handsome. In fact, the eight of us sitting around that dinner table were the picture of wholesomeness, good looks, good manners and normalcy. Until.... Uncle James tapped his water glass and then stood up. "Karla, on behalf of everyone here tonight, I want to welcome you to and tell you that we hope this is only the first of many nights we'll have the pleasure of your company." He raised his wine glass and everyone toasted me. It was Aunt Annette who really broke the ice, though. "Karla, James told us that you seemed to enjoy his prick. It is lovely, isn't it?" Aunt Annette reached up and squeezed Uncle James's third leg with obvious pride. I felt myself blushing. =20 "Mother, I don't think we should be so brazen right here at the dinner table," Denise said. "It's embarrassing Karla." "Nonsense," Aunt Annette replied as she rubbed and fondled the hard length of Uncle James's swollen organ. "Besides, Denise, if I know you, you've already taken Frank's cock out for some exercise, hasn't she =46rank?" Frank nodded and stood up. I gasped and my eyes bulged when I saw that Denise's hand was indeed wrapped tightly around Frank's dark skinned truncheon. Long, slender and uncircumsized, Frank's love lance curved upward with a slight left hook. I knew that it would be great to fuck that piece of meat. Denise was smiling as she looked at me and winked, moved her head forward and let her tongue dart out to lick around the head. "Not at the table, you two," Uncle James admonished. "Let's go to the playroom." Aunt Annette led the way to a locked room in the basement which was made strictly for recreation of a sexual kind. The room was a wall-to-wall bed, a rubber gymnastics mat covering the floor.=20 Large pillows were strewn about and two king-sized beds were there. In one corner was a shower area and an opened doorway revealed a bathroom.=20 Obviously, this was a family room which would never make the pages of a home magazine. Evidently, the others had been in the process of undressing on the way because as they entered, most were either naked or nearly so.=20 Having been a woman-lover for so long, naturally I noticed the women first. Pamela had released her hair, discarded her glasses and blouse, and was now the vision of auburn-haired sexuality. Her firm breasts were tipped with berry-red nipples which invited sucking. She crouched on one of the beds as her husband, my cousin Dean, prepared to slip his meat into her red-haired puss. Cousin Denise was reclining on some cushions, fingering her blonde snatch, while she devoured Frank's steely cock. Or was he fucking her face? Both, I guess. Frank's cute ass flexed as he thrust forward and Denise's cheeks hollowed when she sucked. I finally realized that I was the only one still dressed as I observed Aunt Annette stroking Uncle James's prong as my uncle finished unzipping her dress. She was naked underneath and her big, pillowy soft breasts were freed. "Do you want to join us, Karla?" she asked. I stood there for a moment, taking in the sight of my cousins and aunt and uncle, naked and giving each other pleasure. It was evident that sex was a logical extension of love to them, not a degrading, dirty activity. I nodded and Don stepped towards me, his muscular 6'2" body naked, his big cock hard and swaying over his cum-filled balls. He unbuttoned my blouse and Aunt Annette unfastened my bra. She reached around me and cupped my tits, pinching my already-stiff nipples. I reached down and fondled Don's jewels, excited that I was being welcomed into the family circle. Aunt Annette removed my skirt and Don knelt in front of me, kissing my belly and slowly pulling my panties off. He nuzzled my brown curls and licked my pussy lips. I grabbed hold of his head and moaned.=20 Through half-closed eyes I watched as Frank shuddered, his cock still inside Denise's mouth, as he obviously filled her mouth with a very generous load of his cream. And Dean and Pamela were almost frozen as the both came together, Dean spewing his sauce into Pamela's fiery furrow. Seeing them combined with the sensation of Don's tongue sent me into an orgasm of my own, humping my cousin's face and washing it with my cunt cream. "Hmm, well, you were right, Dad, as usual" Don said as he stood and licked his lips. "Karla does taste sweet, just like her mother." So Don had eaten my mother! His tongue had wiggled inside of the channel I had once exited! How wicked! How exciting! I watched the others gather 'round, breasts jiggling, wet cocks half-hard and pubes matted with cum and sweat. I could sense an electric feeling of love that connected everyone in the room and surrounded me, enveloped me. It felt exciting and secure. "Karla?" Denise held her hand out to me and I took it. I knew she wanted me and she knew I was most used to women. She kissed me, her tongue dipping into my mouth and tasting of Frank's spunk. Denise laid me on one of the beds and her head dipped into my fork. At the same time, Pamela straddled my head and a long, white streamer of jizz dripped from her hovering hole and I caught it on my tongue as she lowered her honeypot. Denise's mouth and tongue fluttered at my own puss, then was replaced by another, someone whose tongue seemed a foot long and explored every bit of my channel. Then another mouth, and another, spent time working my clit and puss into a froth as I ate Pamela's delicious quim. I recognized Frank's uncut dick, curved upward and with the bend, as it entered Pamela's cunt. I really had no idea who was eating mine (all were very experienced and talented) but Frank's was the only uncircumsized cock in the family (and he still is) and I had a close-up view of his cock threading Pamela's cunt, forcing out dollops of Dean's deposit which I eagerly lapped up. The squishy sounds of cock in cunt, the funky smell, the sheer visual image of that hard prick sounding her puss had my own cunt gushing into whoever's mouth was working on me. I could tell when someone new sampled my puss, not only because the oral techniques differed but also because the facial skin rubbing the insides of my thighs varied from smooth and soft to rough and stubbly. Meanwhile, I was getting a facial of love cream. Each time =46rank thrust forward, a shower of juice splattered from Pamela's raw cunt. Additionally, a drooling strand of liquid, a mix of Dean's spunk, =46rank's pre-cum, and Pamela's own snatch sauce, slowly dripped like molasses from her cunt to my mouth. It was like liquid lust, the taste building the fire in my belly even higher. When Pamela grabbed my legs and buried her head and tongue in my swampy center, I knew she was coming and I let my own climax roll over me. As her cunt spasmed around Frank's prong, he slammed deep and emptied into her. He pulled out, still spurting, and slid that pussy-basted meat into my mouth and I sucked him dry. When we rolled apart, I saw Uncle James giving Aunt Annette a ride on his cock horse (I should say horsecock!) and I saw Don standing, watching me, his cock dark and needing release. I guessed then that he was waiting to be the first to fuck me in the family setting. I held out my hand and he joined me on the bed, kissing me deep and soulfully, his fiery hot poker rubbing between us and leaking hot drizzle on my skin. I was aware that Denise, Dean, Frank, Pamela, even my uncle and aunt, had gathered around the bed. Aunt Annette was stroking Uncle James's pussy-pleaser and I knew he hadn't yet gotten his gun. Pamela was fondling Dean's balls and Denise was fisting Frank into yet another erection (I soon discovered that Frank has the ability to get it up no matter how many times he gets off.) "Love her, Don, dear," Aunt Annette said to her son. "Give Karla a proper welcome." My handsome cousin, muscled chest glistening with sweat, stood between my spread legs, his cock thick and hard and poised to initiate me into the family circle. Oh, sure, Uncle James had screwed me, but he isn't a blood relative. But Don and I had the same maternal grandparents. We were kin and Don was about to bring us even closer together. "Make love to me, Don," I whispered. Don lifted my legs and angled the thick head of his cock, lodging it at the entrance to my waiting love channel. Denise crawled up and began licking and sucking my left breast and Dean did the same with my right. All eyes watched as Don slowly eased his prick into my quivering quim. I moaned at the exquisite pleasure of the love I felt around me and in me as everyone touched, caressed, licked and kissed my entire body. My fingers probed slick pussies and stroked leaking cocks as Don pistoned in and out of my vagina. Denise rubbed my clit as she nibbled my breast and softly whispered, "Do you like being fucked, Karla?" she asked. "Doesn't it feel heavenly to have that hot dick inside you?" It was heaven. My climax built quickly, moving like a speeding train, in time to the quickening pace of Don's manly thrusts. Don was sweating profusely, droplets running down his face and neck to his chest where Pamela's pink tongue licked them thirstily. I felt Don's prick swell as he lunged deeply. Even as his thick seed exploded in me, my climax seemed overwhelming, centered on my clit and somewhere deep inside. I made all sorts of noises as I was totally overwhelmed by the most powerful orgasm I'd ever had. I whimpered, I shouted, I moaned, I grunted as I came and came and came. Pamela soon went down on me and then kissed me, passing a sweet oyster of cum from her mouth to mine, a ritual repeated by everyone there. Needless to say, we are still a loving, close-knit clan. I met a man who accepted our loving situation. Miles enjoys our visits with my uncle and aunt and he always give as much pleasure as he receives. Frank married Denise, Don married Wanda, a former fashion model, who thoroughly embraced our loving lifestyle. In fact, Wanda's sister, Sharon, also participates in our gatherings. All in all we have 17 people, all family members, who engage in our sexual loving encounters. And yes, that includes my mother. My father still doesn't know and would never understand how his own wife could make love with her daughter's husband with my hearty approval and encouragement. He wouldn't understand any of our incestuous lifestyle. Too bad, Dad. There are plenty of pussies in the family that would love to be on the receiving end of your love! -- Double for Nothing!! Tricks for Free!!! http://pw1.netcom.com/~mrdouble/main/stories.html Be There.....