07-04-2026, 10:22 PM
A story by FrameByFrame
Dan stepped into the room and immediately scoped out the women in the group. He couldn’t help it... it was actually why he was at that Sex Addicts Anonymous meeting in the first place. He wasn’t particularly picky, either, but he always seemed to hone in on the better-looking ‘targets’... it was just his thing.
It was like breathing... he just naturally looked for women he could try to seduce in just about every room he entered. And, since he was a fairly handsome guy in his late-thirties... with an athletic build, a full head of tousled hair, a rakish grin and an inexplicable charm ... he was usually pretty successful... which, again, was why he was attending this meeting of for sex addicts on a Thursday evening.
He wasn’t sure it would help... but after his wife caught him fucking Wendy... their neighbor’s daughter... on the sofa in their living room the previous Saturday, he grudgingly acquiesced to her demand, and decided it was something he should at least try.
Granted, Wendy was a beauty... a senior in high college who’d been living next door to Dan and Sandra ever since her parents moved into the neighborhood several years earlier. She wasn’t just a good-looking girl, either... she was a cheerleader, with perky tits that sat high on her chest, and jiggled enticingly on her cheerleader’s body... which, in Dan’s sex-addled mind, meant it was kind of inevitable that he’d eventually fuck her.
So, when she came by the house on a Saturday morning while Sandra was at her weekend palates class, Dan saw an opportunity that he just couldn’t pass up.
Wendy had been working her way through the neighborhood, requesting donations to help fund a trip to a cheerleader camp she was hoping to attend that summer. It didn’t take long after knocking on Dan’s door, that he was sitting in the middle of the sofa... naked... with Wendy straddling his hips... bouncing up and down on his long, stiff hard-on.... her top pushed up to her chin, her cheerleader skirt tangled around her waist, and her panties pulled to the side.
She had twerked and rocked her hips as she leaned forward... grinding her clit against the base of Dan’s rigid pole, while her nubile, C-cup boobs pressed against face... her rock-hard nipples poking into his cheeks... as Dan pounded his prick into every one of her downward lunges... over and over and over.
As luck would have it, Sandra had come home from the gym earlier than usual that day when the instructor hadn’t show up for her class.
When Sandra walked in on the two of them fucking in the living room, Wendy had already climaxed twice, but Dan hadn’t nutted yet... so, he continued sitting on the couch... naked... with his throbbing erection sticking straight up in the air between his legs... while his wife chased Wendy out of their house and back to her parents’ place next door.
When Sandra came back into the living room, she looked at Dan’s raging hard-on and exclaimed, “What the fuck, Dan... our neighbor’s daughter?”
Dan tried to look contrite, mumbling, “I’m sorry, honey... it just happened.”
With an exasperated look on her face, Sandra cried, “You always say that, Dan... for fuck sake... it’s always the same with you.”
Even as she vented her anger at the most recent of Dan’s habitual indiscretions, she couldn’t help but be mesmerized... yet again... by the sight of his huge, 9” prick. Every time she saw it... soft... hard... or somewhere in between... it didn’t matter... the thick, veiny shaft and wide, mushroom-shaped head just always seemed to take her breath away.
This pattern of behavior had been going on with Dan since before they were even married, so it really was nothing new... but Sandra hated learning that her husband had found yet another random vagina to shove his perpetually erect penis into.
As Sandra cursed and stomped over to where Dan still sat on the couch, she pulled her eyes away from his straining woody and lamented, “Goddamn it, Dan... you’ve got to deal with this problem, or we’re over... catching you fucking every pussy in town is driving me crazy.”
Dan dropped his eyes and nodded his head in agreement, then apologized profusely... again... just like every other time she’d caught him... and promised that he really would work at being better this time.
Then, with a sympathetic, self-deprecating grin, he looked at her and begged, “Can you finish me off, hon... I feel like I’m going to explode if I don’t get some relief.”
With an incredulous look on her face, Sandra bellowed, “Are you fucking kidding me? I just found you fucking our neighbor, and you want to me to give you a blowjob so you can cum?”
But even as she hollered at him and lamented this latest cheating episode, Sandra moved closer to where he sat on the couch.
With a heavy sigh of resignation, she slowly shook her head and... with her eyes locked onto his engorged prick... grumbled under her breath, “This is fucking nuts”... mostly to herself for being too weak to resist him and constantly putting up with this shit. Then she knelt between Dan’s legs and sucked the tip of his rigid cock into her mouth.
She began bobbing her head up and down on his thick shaft... stroking his dick with one hand, while using her tongue to rub around the ridge of his bulbous head, and fondling his balls with her other hand.
Dan closed his eyes and moaned... then reached down between them... slipping one hand inside her sports bra and fondling her heavy breasts, while using his other hand on the back of her head to encourage her to suck harder and faster.
Sandra was good at giving blowjobs, and she knew how Dan liked to have his cock sucked, so it didn’t take long before he caught his breath... then let out a grunt... and blasted several ropes of splooge into her mouth. She dutifully swallowed his entire load... then continued sucking and stroking his stiff prick until he finished cumming, and his nutsack was finally empty.
Still kneeling between his legs, Sandra had continued to stroke Dan’s spent penis, as it slowly softened in the palm of her hand.
She’d looked up at his glazed eyes and satiated smile, and implored, “I’m serious, Dan... you need to deal with this shit. I think you should try something like Sex Addicts Anonymous... I hear it’s like Alcoholics Anonymous for people who can’t control their sex drive... it’s supposed to help people who have a problem like yours.”
Still revelling in his fading orgasm, Dan had closed his eyes and mumbled, “I know, hon... I know... I know... I need to do something about it. I promise... I’ll look into it and see if there’s a support group like that somewhere near here.”
So, after some on-line research and making a few calls that weekend, Dan had arranged to attend a local support group for sex addicts the following Thursday evening at the nearby Knights of Columbus Hall.
When Thursday rolled around, Dan had driven to the meeting right after work... then sat in his car looking at the front of the somewhat innocuous building in the middle of a strip shopping centre where the support group met every week.
He didn’t really know what to expect, but he eventually gathered himself up... then stepped out of his car and walked through the door of his first Sex Addicts Anonymous meeting.
To be continued
Dan stepped into the room and immediately scoped out the women in the group. He couldn’t help it... it was actually why he was at that Sex Addicts Anonymous meeting in the first place. He wasn’t particularly picky, either, but he always seemed to hone in on the better-looking ‘targets’... it was just his thing.
It was like breathing... he just naturally looked for women he could try to seduce in just about every room he entered. And, since he was a fairly handsome guy in his late-thirties... with an athletic build, a full head of tousled hair, a rakish grin and an inexplicable charm ... he was usually pretty successful... which, again, was why he was attending this meeting of for sex addicts on a Thursday evening.
He wasn’t sure it would help... but after his wife caught him fucking Wendy... their neighbor’s daughter... on the sofa in their living room the previous Saturday, he grudgingly acquiesced to her demand, and decided it was something he should at least try.
Granted, Wendy was a beauty... a senior in high college who’d been living next door to Dan and Sandra ever since her parents moved into the neighborhood several years earlier. She wasn’t just a good-looking girl, either... she was a cheerleader, with perky tits that sat high on her chest, and jiggled enticingly on her cheerleader’s body... which, in Dan’s sex-addled mind, meant it was kind of inevitable that he’d eventually fuck her.
So, when she came by the house on a Saturday morning while Sandra was at her weekend palates class, Dan saw an opportunity that he just couldn’t pass up.
Wendy had been working her way through the neighborhood, requesting donations to help fund a trip to a cheerleader camp she was hoping to attend that summer. It didn’t take long after knocking on Dan’s door, that he was sitting in the middle of the sofa... naked... with Wendy straddling his hips... bouncing up and down on his long, stiff hard-on.... her top pushed up to her chin, her cheerleader skirt tangled around her waist, and her panties pulled to the side.
She had twerked and rocked her hips as she leaned forward... grinding her clit against the base of Dan’s rigid pole, while her nubile, C-cup boobs pressed against face... her rock-hard nipples poking into his cheeks... as Dan pounded his prick into every one of her downward lunges... over and over and over.
As luck would have it, Sandra had come home from the gym earlier than usual that day when the instructor hadn’t show up for her class.
When Sandra walked in on the two of them fucking in the living room, Wendy had already climaxed twice, but Dan hadn’t nutted yet... so, he continued sitting on the couch... naked... with his throbbing erection sticking straight up in the air between his legs... while his wife chased Wendy out of their house and back to her parents’ place next door.
When Sandra came back into the living room, she looked at Dan’s raging hard-on and exclaimed, “What the fuck, Dan... our neighbor’s daughter?”
Dan tried to look contrite, mumbling, “I’m sorry, honey... it just happened.”
With an exasperated look on her face, Sandra cried, “You always say that, Dan... for fuck sake... it’s always the same with you.”
Even as she vented her anger at the most recent of Dan’s habitual indiscretions, she couldn’t help but be mesmerized... yet again... by the sight of his huge, 9” prick. Every time she saw it... soft... hard... or somewhere in between... it didn’t matter... the thick, veiny shaft and wide, mushroom-shaped head just always seemed to take her breath away.
This pattern of behavior had been going on with Dan since before they were even married, so it really was nothing new... but Sandra hated learning that her husband had found yet another random vagina to shove his perpetually erect penis into.
As Sandra cursed and stomped over to where Dan still sat on the couch, she pulled her eyes away from his straining woody and lamented, “Goddamn it, Dan... you’ve got to deal with this problem, or we’re over... catching you fucking every pussy in town is driving me crazy.”
Dan dropped his eyes and nodded his head in agreement, then apologized profusely... again... just like every other time she’d caught him... and promised that he really would work at being better this time.
Then, with a sympathetic, self-deprecating grin, he looked at her and begged, “Can you finish me off, hon... I feel like I’m going to explode if I don’t get some relief.”
With an incredulous look on her face, Sandra bellowed, “Are you fucking kidding me? I just found you fucking our neighbor, and you want to me to give you a blowjob so you can cum?”
But even as she hollered at him and lamented this latest cheating episode, Sandra moved closer to where he sat on the couch.
With a heavy sigh of resignation, she slowly shook her head and... with her eyes locked onto his engorged prick... grumbled under her breath, “This is fucking nuts”... mostly to herself for being too weak to resist him and constantly putting up with this shit. Then she knelt between Dan’s legs and sucked the tip of his rigid cock into her mouth.
She began bobbing her head up and down on his thick shaft... stroking his dick with one hand, while using her tongue to rub around the ridge of his bulbous head, and fondling his balls with her other hand.
Dan closed his eyes and moaned... then reached down between them... slipping one hand inside her sports bra and fondling her heavy breasts, while using his other hand on the back of her head to encourage her to suck harder and faster.
Sandra was good at giving blowjobs, and she knew how Dan liked to have his cock sucked, so it didn’t take long before he caught his breath... then let out a grunt... and blasted several ropes of splooge into her mouth. She dutifully swallowed his entire load... then continued sucking and stroking his stiff prick until he finished cumming, and his nutsack was finally empty.
Still kneeling between his legs, Sandra had continued to stroke Dan’s spent penis, as it slowly softened in the palm of her hand.
She’d looked up at his glazed eyes and satiated smile, and implored, “I’m serious, Dan... you need to deal with this shit. I think you should try something like Sex Addicts Anonymous... I hear it’s like Alcoholics Anonymous for people who can’t control their sex drive... it’s supposed to help people who have a problem like yours.”
Still revelling in his fading orgasm, Dan had closed his eyes and mumbled, “I know, hon... I know... I know... I need to do something about it. I promise... I’ll look into it and see if there’s a support group like that somewhere near here.”
So, after some on-line research and making a few calls that weekend, Dan had arranged to attend a local support group for sex addicts the following Thursday evening at the nearby Knights of Columbus Hall.
When Thursday rolled around, Dan had driven to the meeting right after work... then sat in his car looking at the front of the somewhat innocuous building in the middle of a strip shopping centre where the support group met every week.
He didn’t really know what to expect, but he eventually gathered himself up... then stepped out of his car and walked through the door of his first Sex Addicts Anonymous meeting.
To be continued


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