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My Addiction
by Bruce Coquetry (1998 address defunct)

***

Is it possible to be addicted to watching your wife 
being fucked by other men? Is it possible to enjoy 
being bade a cuckold? I'm the living proof that it is. 
(MMF, wife, true, cuck) 

***

When I first met Kelly the first thing I noticed was 
her legs. I've always appreciated nice legs but hers 
are the best. But the next thing I noticed was her 
nose. "Poor thing," I thought. A body to die for and a 
nose like that. 

Yes, her nose is rather large, though really not that 
bad. I'd seen Kelly several times in the group but had 
never heard her say a word. Quiet and rather 
introverted, never seemed my type. Until one day when 
someone cracked a joke, where across the room she was 
smiling and my heart just melted. I had to get to know 
her. 

Several weeks had gone by and I still could hardly get 
a word out of her. I tried everything and when I was 
finally about to give up she started warming up to me. 
A few intimate dates and I got her naked body in bed. 
God, was I in heaven. This girl could fuck. 

Let me describe her for you: 5'6," 34-22-36 and 112lbs. 
of green- eyed 28-year-old blonde. Everything about her 
seemed perfect for me. I was surprised that she fucked 
me on the third date. She seemed so introverted and 
innocent. I was right about the introverted part but 
this woman was hardly innocent. We fucked and talked 
all night. We both came twice. 

This woman was blowing my mind. Kelly doesn't make love 
- she fucks. She seems to devour my cum when she gives 
head. She says she's always enjoyed sex and has had 
more experience than any woman I've known. I was 
surprised to find out about the innumerable men this 
woman has had. 

At first I felt quite threatened. She'd tell me about 
her affairs with married men, crazy men, one-night 
stands and drunken meaningless strangers. But she 
seemed so sweet. I wanted to drop her but I couldn't. 
She has everything: Brains, looks, a terrific sense of 
humor, but most of all, her pussy felt more perfect 
around my cock than any other I had ever had. 

Yea, I was no virgin either. So I really didn't have 
room to talk. I may have had as many "partners" as 
Kelly, but the idea of keeping and marrying a woman who 
is so promiscuous was scary. 

I don't know when it all changed but all of a sudden 
the way other men would look at her was turning me on. 
I found myself talking her into wearing short skirts to 
show off those legs while having a constant erection 
knowing that other men wanted her. I would watch guys 
as we walked by, stop and turn around to check her out. 
I even saw one woman hit the guy she was with when he 
stopped for a second look. 

Kelly almost always goes braless and sometimes I even 
talked her into wearing something sheer so we could 
show off her tits. I was getting hornier and hornier 
knowing that other guys wanted to fuck her too. 
Sometimes I would have to jack-off thinking about 
showing her off. The idea aroused me like nothing in my 
life had before. 

My ears would get hot and my lips numb. I just had to 
have more. And the more I wanted the less I got. Kelly 
started getting upset at the idea of being a "Barbie 
Doll," that I could dress up. 

One night we fought over what she would wear to go out. 
She came straight out and asked me if it was the men 
seeing her that excited me or if it was them wanting 
her. I had to think a moment before I realized that it 
was the wanting. 

She then said that was no big deal. That if I let her 
wear what she wanted and gave her 10 minutes she could 
have a whole bar of men wanting her. So here we were at 
our favorite bar. My wife dressed much more 
conservatively than usual but proving that she was 
right. I don't know how many men she flirted with that 
night but I could have cum in my pants. 

That night I decided I wanted to see her fucked. She 
would have no part in it though. "No," she said, 
"fucking around had made her crazy." And "she had 
gotten married so she wouldn't have to any more." 

Later that week I purchased several colored thermal 
shirts. Kelly immediately fell for the red. She just 
loved the shade, so she tried it on. Since I wear 
large, I doubted the fit. Was I wrong! I fit her like a 
short dress. A really short dress. I told her how hot 
it looked on her, stopping just two maybe three inches 
below her crotch. It looked designed to show off her 
legs. That weekend we were going out - she decided to 
wear that red thermal top as a dress. I couldn't 
believe it. It was, by far, sexier than anything I had 
ever wanted her to wear was. 

***

One weekend out: Kelly was wearing a rather short 
skirted, oh I don't know what you'd call it, "jumper" 
perhaps. Kelly had quite a bit to drink that night. I 
had to leave for work at 10pm. It was apparent that Kel 
was still in the mood to party. I suggested that she 
continue without me. Her reply was that I just wanted 
her to get into trouble. I told her that I would love 
nothing more. I dared her to stay out and have "some 
fun." 

Leaving for work, I wasn't sure what she would do. When 
I called home later, there was no answer. I paced the 
floor at work, caught between mixed emotions. On one 
hand, I was extremely aroused. On the other, I was 
nervous and worried. I kept telling myself not to 
worry. At the most, I anticipated that she would find 
some guy or guys to flirt with. 

I don't know why I thought she would go any further, 
she never had before. I had been practically begging 
her to fuck someone else during a session with her 
several nights earlier. She had even gotten so horny 
that she was begging for "cocks." My cock that night 
was harder than ever. 

It was two in the morning when she finally called me at 
work. "Well, I've been making out with Greg." 

"Greg, your old flame?"

"Yea, I hope you're happy." 

(I was instantly hard!) 

She had called him from the bar to meet her. He had 
been drinking all day. He was quite drunk. They made 
out in my car where he finally got to feel her tits. 
She said he was quite impressed. 

I was both elated and somewhat disappointed: She says 
they went no further than making out and him twisting 
her nipples. She refused to even consider ever seeing 
him again. 

***

The first time I watched her fuck was quite unexpected. 
We had been drinking at the local tavern until closing 
time. As we pulled out of the parking lot onto the main 
street a white car passed then slowed down. When we 
caught up to the car on the left, he rolled down his 
window. It was an ex-boyfriend of one of Kel's best 
friends. 

He had been drinking and was in quite the parting mood. 
Yelling out his window wondering what we had been up 
to. He invited us to his place about a mile or so down 
the road. Kelly seemed interested in going about 
anywhere else but home so we followed Art. 

At his house he made us both drinks. We talked and 
laughed at Art's great sense of humor. He was going on 
about how hard it had been since his breakup with Kel's 
friend. His attempts at dating were futile though he 
seemed to see humor in it all. After a piss break, we 
sat down on the couch and continued to talk and drink. 
It all seemed pretty innocent. 

When Art left for the kitchen to prepare more drinks, 
Kelly told me that she thought I should go to the 
bathroom again. She "needed more time alone with Art"! 
She said "this is going to cost you buddy." Wow, I was 
instantly erect. I knew where she was coming from 
immediately. I felt a bundle of nerves as I returned to 
the bathroom. I was trembling. I waited. 

I found out later that Kelly had walked into the 
kitchen and laid a kiss on Art standing at the counter. 
I was surprised to learn that it was the second time 
she had advanced on him with a kiss that night. As she 
was telling me later that the first kiss really 
surprised him and during the second kiss he couldn't 
help but press his body and cock against her in a 
combination rutting groan. Yes he wanted her. I knew 
they had fucked years before but I really didn't get 
any impression that she was interested in him this 
whole time we had been married. That is until this 
night. 

Well there I was waiting in the bathroom. How long do I 
wait? When do I know it's cool to come out? So many 
thoughts went through my mind. Can I go through with 
this? Can she? I was excited though. My heart pumped 
harder than ever. My lips felt numb and I wasn't sure I 
could breathe. I had this raging hard-on that screamed 
for relief. I thought about jacking off but was too 
afraid to spend myself. Figuring that once I'm relieved 
it would be easier to back out of this, if this is 
really happening. 

I heard them laughing in the living room. She was 
telling him that it was okay and that I knew they had 
fucked before. She said she knew he wanted her again. 
He told her that if she were his he wouldn't be 
"sharing her" with anyone else. She was insisting, "No, 
no, it's okay." I chose that time to go back out there. 

She was sitting on the couch and he on the floor in 
front of her. Kel immediately asked me to reassure him 
that I didn't mind that they had sex before and that I 
wasn't the jealous type. We talked about it some and 
finally she asked him if he wanted to do it again. 

"Well of course," he replied as she sank down off the 
couch to his lap smothering his mouth with her lips. 
Their tongues went back and forth and the aura became 
quiet with only the sound of their breathing getting 
heavier and heavier. I felt out of place sitting there 
on the couch just watching. 

I walk off to the patio doors and went outside. I was 
thinking I could, maybe should stop this but my "lust" 
wouldn't allow it. I don't know how long I stood 
outside on the deck. It could have been just several 
minutes or thirty, I'm not sure. When I walked back 
into the house Kelly was standing. She had removed her 
blouse and denim skirt. She was in the process of 
removing her pantyhose and paid no attention to me 
whatsoever. As she stood there in her black bra, 
finishing removing her hose, I walked over to her and 
unsnapping her bra, I kissed her neck. 

"Mmmm," she purred and walked back over to Art, who 
still sat on the floor. She again sat on his lap and 
continued to "make out." He was still fully clothed as 
he kissed and fondled by naked wife. As I sat back down 
on the couch to watch, she unzipped his pants to feel 
his cock. I thought, "Yep, this is it. She's going 
through with it." And boy did she!

He laid her back on the floor, all the while kissing 
and caressing her, telling her how beautiful she was, 
as he removed each article of his own clothing. She was 
still fondling his cock as he climbed on top of her, 
entering her with a soft sound of pure satisfaction. 

Her beautiful legs bent upward as her ass rose off the 
floor to meet each thrust. The two of them just fucked. 
They both seemed in ecstasy, fucking, kissing and 
caressing each other's bodies. My own cock was out and 
as I pumped up and down with my hand, I knew it had 
never been so hard. 

My entire body shuddered violently in orgasm as I shot 
my cum in the air, not caring where it landed. Half way 
across the room my wife was grunting and rutting as she 
fucked the man on top of her. The two of them were 
oblivious of anything but the fuck. My cock did not 
even soften. It screamed for more, but now watching 
this gorgeous naked woman fucking for all it was worth 
was more than I could stand. I had to have her then and 
there. Taking off my clothes I went over to them and 
kneeling beside her head, I placed my hard cock in her 
mouth. 

Her hand came up to feel me and to pump a little on my 
prick but, as she licked me, it was so apparent that 
all she cared about was the cock and the pussy rutting 
around each other. She breathed around my cock though 
every so often she would suck a little or lick around 
the head of my dick. If he cum before he climbed off 
her, it was not apparent. 

He said it was my turn and he needed another drink. As 
he walked away I saw that he had not gone soft and that 
his cock was about the same size as mine. When I 
entered her pussy I could not believe how utterly 
perfect it felt around the circumference of my dick. I 
came again quickly. 

By then he had his cock in her mouth and she was truly 
working on it. 

Once I was off her he pulled away and picked he up 
again onto his lap. Though before when she sat on his 
lap, she sat sideways. Now she straddled him and 
reached down to place his organ back inside. At one 
point he kneeled while holding her in his arms. 
Kneeling there, lifting her, he stroked her up and down 
his cock. She chuckled and said, "My, you have been 
working out!" I was hard yet again! 

As I stood she reached out for my prick. This time she 
took it in her mouth like she needed it. She gasped and 
moaned as she rode him but all the while she 
concentrated also on the dick in her mouth. When his 
arms seemed to tire she let me go and in a standing 
squat directed him on his knees to turn around and face 
away from her. She knelt down and gave his cock a 
little kiss and pushed him around in the direction she 
wanted him to be. Facing away from her on his knees she 
pushed his shoulders toward the floor. With both hands 
she grabbed his butt and raising it just a little, gave 
me a smile I'll never forget. She reached between his 
legs and while stroking on his dick she proceeded to 
lick his ass. 

She took her time getting to the center but once she 
did it was obvious that she was fucking his ass with 
her tongue. "God!" he moaned. "Mmmm," she purred as she 
continued to lick his asshole while she pumped his 
cock. She stopped only to take my dick back into her 
mouth. 

I could stand no more and placed her back on the floor 
where I again fucked her. God I thought, I never want 
this to end. He was again on his knees with his dick in 
her mouth when I came and climbed off. Again he was on 
top of her, the both of the grunting and sighing. He 
laid back and had her sit on his face. Then he had her 
on her knees while he licked her pussy from behind. At 
this point he took two fingers of each hand and spread 
her cunt as wide as he could so he could look inside. 
And there was I hard again. 

I climbed behind her and fucked her yet again. He was 
in front fucking her mouth. She stopped and lying on 
her back she said to me come on big boy, finish it. I 
was back on top of her rutting and grinding. He was 
back in her mouth telling her how truly beautiful she 
was. After I came I needed to pee. Heading for the 
bathroom she followed exclaiming that she gets it 
first...We both went in still naked. 

She asked me if I got what I wanted. I asked if she got 
what she wanted. "Fuck no" she said, "I hate you both"! 
This seemed sort of out of the blue. Why I asked. She 
replied "Let's just get this over with and get out of 
here." I said we could leave right then. She said NO! 
"He hasn't cum yet and I haven't finished what I 
started." As we walked back toward the living room I 
told her again that we could leave. She just looked at 
me. I said that I would leave alone then. She ignored 
me and walked into the room. Art was sitting on the 
floor, propped against the wall. 

Kelly walked over to him and again sat on his lap. I 
was putting on my coat, hoping that she would either 
stop me or decide to come along. The sight as I looked 
over at her I will never forget. It was the first time 
I really saw his dick inside her. She had her back to 
me and was riding up and down on his cock as she 
kneeled across his lap. She was fucking him with such 
energy as I've ever seen her fuck me. I was enthralled, 
and of course once again hard. She was stroking his 
cock it seemed with her entire body. Her slim waist 
bending as she rose to the head to come back down with 
another moan. I still don't think he had cum. Maybe 
he'd had just too much to drink. 

At any rate this continued for 15 to 20 minutes, then 
she arose and started putting on her clothes. First her 
bra and then her sweater blouse. As I walked over to 
her she got down on her knees. Art was immediately upon 
her, fucking her doggie style. She was completely 
ignoring me until I tried to put my cock in her mouth. 
Looking up at me, she told me to wait. They continued 
to fuck like this for about another 15 minutes or so. 
Finally he said, "I just can't" and withdrew his cock. 
She continued to ignore he as she stood and finished 
putting her clothes back on. 

Art mentioned that we'd have to do it again sometime 
before we left. We drove home and never said a word to 
one another. When we got to the bedroom and she was 
undressing she asked me if I wanted to fuck her again. 
I did and again once or twice before we got out of bed 
the next morning. 

All I could think was that watching her fuck was even 
more of a turn on than I had imagined. Her legs looked 
so perfect wrapped around Art... In any position. I 
kept seeing her at the point where she was on top of 
him with her back to me. I was seated on the couch, 
with my coat on(after having prepared to leave). 

I watched her perfect ass rise up and down while her 
pussy literally stroked the entire length of his cock. 
It was by far the most erotic thing I had ever 
witnessed in my life. This memory would have to sustain 
my "perversion" for a couple years before I would get
another chance to sate my addiction. 

END

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