Sexaholics Annonymous...

Gavin
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I laughed as she suggested the Elevator sex encounter. "Amateur" i said as she cocked her head to one side. "I do that about once a week, theres a trio of girls that live in the apartment across the hall from me...." I cut myself off mid sentence, not really wanting to give away too much.

She smiled again and i could see her running a thought through her mind. If she was thinking what had just slipped into my mind it involved myself and all three of those ladies.

"So what would u call 'Pro' compared to an amateur like me?" she cooed.
I thought for a moment trying to think of a suitable story. "Well a few months back i was driving down by the beach in my friends convertible, she just happened to be sat in my lap facing me with her tits in my face bouncin around on my..uhh..." I looked over to see a large grin on her face. "...Well you get the idea"

"Im impressed" she purred and seemed to lean closer. Just how many times have you been caught?"

"Well lemmie see, the elevator, the car, um, the local cafe's restroom. The restaurant i usually take my dates, u know under the table head..." i winked at her starting to get carried away "...well that happened twice...." I noticed she was holding back a laugh and i stopped.
A little embarrased i straightened in my seat and looked away.
'Great' i thought to myself, 'now she thinks your a loser!'
 
Joanne Stephens

"You have a lovely name Jo, mines pretty boring to tell the truth. I'm only here as part of an exchange program, I'm from an English University, and I swapped with someone from College here. I just wanted to experience the US for myself..."

She sipped at her coffee whilst he chatted.

"I would positively love to fuc, I mean sit with you Jo."

Joanne did a double take. Had she heard right?
She was sure she had... but God... she could imagine him in bed, imagine him on top of her ... under her .. inside ... OH GOD .... STOP JO... She admonished, blushing hotly as James drew his seat near to hers.

"So ... you teach? ... I'm in college... never been to England though ... some day maybe ... you teach Lit? "

Jo chatted as she eyed James curiously.
She'd never fucked an English guy before ...
Impatiently she tried to push the unbidden thought to the back of her mind.

As he began to speak, she drew nearer and turned her body into his giving their conversation an intimacy that seemed out of place in the rapidly filling room ...
 
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They ended up facing each other, chatting animatedly.

"I teach English Literature, yeah, but I also focus on History. That was where I achieved my honours in anyway. England is a nice place, bloody expensive though, you wouldn't how much gas costs over there. I think you might like it though, it's quite different to anywhere else I've been."

"What are you studying in College?" He reached his hand out and took hers in his.

"You know, maybe after this is finished off we could go down to a bar I know, its pretty close and my apartment's not too far either, so you can crash there if you need a place to screw, I mean stay..." Fuck. Dammit. Stupid ass comments...

He took a big gulp of his coffee and finished off the cup. He crumpled in and launched it into a bin. He quickly grasped another big mug of water and drained it.
 
Joanne Stephens

Joanne listened as James chatted to her.
She watched how expressive his face was and how his eyes seemed to hold hers as he told her about England.

"What are you studying in College?"

Jo swallowed and tried not to check out his crotch.

"I'm taking... trying to take Lit ... "

Jo shrugged dismissively.

"I'm doing "Expressive Arts" - you know ... theatre... drama ... dance ... some art options ... "

Jo had no problem in "expressing" herself, it was the Literature study she had problems with.

"You know, maybe after this is finished off we could go down to a bar I know, its pretty close and my apartment's not too far either, so you can crash there if you need a place to screw, I mean stay..."

Jo's eyes met his and held.
... a place to screw ...
Everything about him told her that he wanted to fuck ... to screw ... to have her ...
She gave an impish grin.
Looks like this addicts meeting was nothing more than a "pick up" place.

She giggled thinking that she was well "in the clear" at college, having "fulilled her obligations".
Hell ... she might even attend more than one meeting.

"A bar sounds good ... although I'm only 19 ... "

She glanced up at him and grinned ...

"But I have some fake ID .. so ... "

She sipped at her cup and screwed it up as he did.
She didn't reach for another drink.

"I could use something ... more interesting than this stuff ... "

She wrinkled her nose unappreciatively at the decimated plastic beakers they had cast into the bin.

"As for a place to ... err ... crash ... we'll see.
I ... I'm not keen to go back to halls this eve ... soo .... "


She let the suggestion hang in the air.

"But ... we have to get through this meeting yet ... "

Jo reminded him softly.
She glanced furtively round.
She had no idea which guy was the so-called doctor.
The fact that Jo knew that neither herself or James should be entering into any ... sexual provocation ... during this "social" time made it increasingly difficult to resist.

If only she could touch him ... put her hand to his crotch and feel him bulge with need ...
If only she could unzip him and ....

"Ohh umm.. sorry?"

Jo's cheeks pinked caught out in her thoughts again as she turned hoping she could make an appropriate reply.
 
"Fantastic, the bars a nice place, an old friend from England owns it, he's a nice bloke, and I'm sure you won't even need ID..." He grinned mischievously, eyes flickering again, returning her impish smile. He slid his foot out behind her ankle and slowly began to rub up and down her heel, his eyes didn't even look down as he kept on looking at her eyes.

"Perhaps the good Dr might get on with the clinic. I've got a hankering for some Guinness..." Again the devilish smile. He continued to slowly stroke her heel.
 
Sam laughed, she couldn't help it. This had turned into a challenging game of 'who was the best at getting caught'. Scooting over several seats as Gavin looked away, she caught his hand in hers, pulling his attention back to her. She sat leaning towards him, her already open cleavage where he could get a good look and keep his attention.

"Okay, lets see if I can match that," She said thoughtfully,"How about a ferris wheel..and I am not talking about after it gets stuck on top, I am talking about as it is going. You should have seen the eyes pop each time we swung by the operator."

"Then there was the drummer in some band that I gave a blow job to while they were in the middle of a public performance. He didn't miss a beat but I swear that last crash of the symbols was much harder than it was meant to be originally."

She laughed not letting go of his hand but, instead moving her fingers along his skin as she talked, her eyes sparkling as she recounted her own adventures.

"The DJ doesn't count I guess because we were in the studio at the time but his listeners were a bit startled at the commentary that day."

Grinning at him, she let the leg opposite of him cross over so that her foot rested on his leg, their knees touching.

"So tell me, Mr Pro Public Display of Affection, exactly what do you consider risque enough to join your ranks? And what haven't you done that you would like to do?"

Tonight, maybe Sam thought to herself as she gave Gavin a wink.
 
Gavin
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I smiled as she moved closer. As she took my hand i began to worry about hinding the growing bulge. I couldnt help myself, whenever i was this close to a stunningly beautifull lady. She went on to tell me about her own adventures.

As she finished we were both smiling at each other and i occaisionally stole a glance down her magnificent cleavage.
"So tell me, Mr Pro Public Display of Affection, exactly what do you consider risque enough to join your ranks? And what haven't you done that you would like to do?" She said cutting me off from my daydream of playing with those temtping breasts.

"I never said i was a pro, i just thought the lift was tame. One thing ive never done is fucked in a plane, i know its a pretty common thing now and everyone does it but its something id never ad the chance to do.
The other, an openly public place, like a park or an office building, something with lots of people. With a place where we could hide away and make as much noise as possible. Everyone in the area would hear us but noone would know where we were"

I stared at her again and she was staring straight at me. Her leg was gently rubbing against me, no longer just resting on mine.

"How does that sound?"
 
Sam looked at Gavin and a smile slowly spread across her face. All this talk of sex in open places had her hot. She could feel her thong getting wet as she thought about doing all the things he said. So, he thought that he adventures were tame. Well, she could be every bit as exciting as he could.

"Sounds..." She said in a silky voice as she came very close to him, her breath on his cheek,"Like a challenge."

Laughing and sitting up but not taking her foot away from where it slowly traveled up and down his leg, she gave him a wink. "And I am notorious for never backing down from a challenge."

"Also sounds like I need someone to show me what I have been missing out on and get me out of the rank of amature."

Yes, she was definatly going to have to thank Dee for giving her that card though she doubted her friend would appreciate that the meeting didn't turn out like it was supposed to.
 
Dr. Matthew Wesson

More and more people came into the room... as I watched the seats fill up, I jumped up onto a chair, standing high above everybody else.

"All right folks, if we can get everybody seated over here, we'll start things up..."

Whoever wasn't sitting now took a seat and there was a full circle of people surrounding me. I waited for everybody to finish their chit-chat and turn their attention to me...

"My name is Dr. Matthew Wesson, and I'd like to welcome you all to the meeting. If you'd all stand up one at time, one after another, and introduce yourselves in any way you feel might let us know you better, that'd be great..."

Turning the first person my mind came upon, I looked at Samantha.

"Let's start with you, Samantha."
 
Samantha sat up as Matt called everyone's attention to him. Time to stop playing...for now. She gave him a smile as he asked her to stand and shrugged. Better to be first and get it over with.

Standing up, she turned to those in the room, giving the men there a good once over as she spoke. "Hi! I'm Samantha Sweeny but you can call me Sam. I guess if you are going to be hearing about my personal life being formal is going to be hard."

"Well, not much to say. I guess I am here for the same reason you all are. People think I have a problem with sex." She shrugged her shoulders and gave a sexy pout,"Now I don't know about the rest of you but I don't have a problem with it. I love it. It seems to me that it's those people who aren't getting any or aren't adventurous enough to explore it fully that are having the problem with me not having a problem with sex."

She laughed and tossed back a strand of her flame colored hair. She loved being in the spotlight during sex or not. "So, I like to experiment. What person doesn't? I'm just a bit more open about it than some. Now, I ask you, does that make me wrong or clinically nuts? No offense, Doc," She said turning to give him a wink and sitting back down.
 
Joanne Stephens

Joanne held his eyes as she felt his foot sliding against her ankle and rubbing at her leg. Unconsciously she licked her lips.
She just wanted to get out of here ... go to "his" bar and ...

"All right folks, if we can get everybody seated over here, we'll start things up..."

The voice snapped Jo back to attention.
Again she had missed her chance.
She watched as the doctor introduced himself.

"My name is Dr. Matthew Wesson, and I'd like to welcome you all to the meeting. "

He wasn't exactly what she'd expected either.

"If you'd all stand up one at time, one after another, and introduce yourselves in any way you feel might let us know you better, that'd be great..."

Jo turned terror- struck eyes to James.

"There is NO way ... "

She whispered.

She did a quick sweep and guessed that she was one of the youngest in the room.
When he picked the stunning redhead to start proceedings, Jo only relaxed fractionally.
She was NOT going to introduce herself to these people!
She moved closer to James, shaking her head and grimacing.
 
He noticed the grimace and took hold of her hand, squeezing it reassuringly. He stood up past his 6 feet and flashed a smile to everyone.

"Guess I'll go next," he grinned. "My name is James Taylor, I'm 23 and I have a very high sex drive. I don't really consider it a problem, I just wanted to find out whats going on in here." A sly smile flitted across his features.

He sat down and nudged Jo slightly, he grabbed her hand again and pulled her up. "Everyone, this is Jo. She's next." He laughed loudly and grinned widely at her deer in headlights routine.
 
Joanne Stephens

Jo watched in relief as James stood up to introduce himself.
She shrunk back in her chair as he began, uanble to hold back her admiration of his good natured confidence

"My name is James Taylor, I'm 23 and I have a very high sex drive. I don't really consider it a problem, I just wanted to find out whats going on in here."

She glanced over at him as he nudged her.
Urgently she shook her head, but felt him grab her hand and pull her up.

"Everyone, this is Jo. She's next."

She glared as he laughed and looked round at what seemed like a sea of faces in front of her.
How could he do that to her!?!?!
She stood awkwardly, fidgeting but saying nothing.

Finally she managed a shy.

"My name's Joanne ... I'm 19 ... I ... umm ... I was kinda ... forced to come here ... I don't have any problem with sex ... I can't help it if other people get uptight about it... "

So saying, she blushed crimson and sat down her eyes focused on the floor and resolutely refusing to meet James' eyes.

She did so NOT want to be here!
 
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Gavin
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The nervous girl sat down quickly. It seemed strange someone so attractive would be so uncomforatable being the center of attention.
I looked around and decided it was my turn and stood.

"Hi, im Gavin. Im here because i do have a real problem. I have a thing for Public encounters and the problem is i keep getting caught"
They looked at me and apart from the odd flirtation between those that had paired off there was a definite 'frost' hanging in the air.
"...any tips?" i added trying to at least get a response from somone.
 
My name is Selena. I'm addicted to sex, but . . . . It is the strangest thing. I have to pleasure myself . . .everyday, several times a day. I can't seem to give myself up to a man. I'm hoping that the good doctor will take my case and help me resolve my sexual problems.
 
Joanne Stephens

Jo watched as Gavin and then Selina stood up and introduced themselves. She glanced around the group and over at the "doctor". These people seemed "normal" enough. She'd always thought that the problem was other people's.

Jo threw a quick look at James and smiled, reassured.
 
Dr. Matthew Wesson

(OOC: i figure i'll skip the session talk because with the way this thread has been moving, it'll take entirely too long and there are way too many people involved for things to flow correctly. this way, everybody can kind of break off and do their own thing... in the janitor's closet of the building, with the doc right in the meeting hall, across the street in a dark alley, whatever... you get the idea).

Once everybody had stood up and introduced themselves, I began talking about what I knew. I explained how it is believed that sexual addiction is a problem, what causes it, and so on and so on.

As I spoke, I kept on shifting my eyes from Samantha, to Selina, to Joanne. I couldn't take my eyes off of those three... they just looked so good, and the fact that I knew they were all sex addicts... well, that just made things so much better.

More talking, more interaction, and before I knew it, the hour was up and the meeting was done. Everybody began gathering their things and getting ready to leave. I knew exactly what was on their minds... after sitting here in this room for an hour and hearing everybody talk about sex, that was all they wanted right now.

As everybody slowly began getting ready to go, I approached Samantha before anybody else could. "So, Samantha... what did you think?"
 
"Well that was definitely... interesting..." laughed James. "I enjoyed it though..." His hand lingered softly on her thigh, throughout the entire discussion he had rubbed her knee softly, stroking her smooth legs.

"So, how about that drink?" The easygoing smile flashed again.
 
Joanne Stephens

Joanne sat and listened to the good doctor define what an addiction was, what sex addiction was and so forth ...
She listened, but couldn't see what any of that had to do with her.
Again the doctor asked for contributions from the group and the discussion opened itself out.
Jo watched as most people seemed to have a tale to tell.
Although Jo had felt uncomfortable at first and certainly had not wanted to stand up and introduce herself, she was more at ease once she was allowed to become an observer, to listen to other people's stories ...

At ease ... certainly ... but comfortable ... no ...
She glanced repeatedly to James who sat beside her, seemingly enthralled by the discussions around them and even contributing at times ... and yet ... all the time ... Jo was aware of his hand rubbing her knee and then stroking her leg.

The touch had seemed to be intended to soothe her at first.
almost as if making up for the fact he had dragged her to her feet and made her face their fellow "patients".
His touch was warm and had indeed calmed her, as his fingers played on her knee.
Only later did she realise that he had moved his attentions to her leg ... and as she listened to Gavin and Samantha recount episodes of risky sex, Jo felt herself becoming more and more ... flushed ... as she concentrated on not squirming in her seat.

As the doctor closed the session, she was convinced that he would have spotted the touches she'd allowed, the state she was in!
She was convinced that he would seek her out and ...

But she was relieved as she watched him walk over to Sam instead.

"Well that was definitely... interesting..."

Jo blushed as James pressed closer to her.

"I enjoyed it though..."

She felt his hand on her thigh, the heat of his palm mirroring the heat flaring between her legs at his obvious pass.

"So, how about that drink?"

Joanne grinned at him.
He knew full well how he had been teasing her!

"Sure ... sounds perfect ... I could do with cooling off ... "

She replied, unable to avoid the vaguely breathless quality in her voice, ample evidence of her arousal.
Although she had sat demurely for a whole hour, he had been driving her crazy.
And now she saw that smile, heard that deep resonant chuckle.

"Let's get going ..."

She urged in unladylike haste.
 
James Farrier

"Let's get going ..."

"Now thats more like it!" A wide smile flashed and he squeezed her knee once more, and then stood up, giving her his hand. She took it gracefully and stood up smoothly, her lithe body moving gracefully. He licked his lips in anticipation, she had no idea that kind of thoughts that she was putting through his mind. He felt his groin twitch as another erotic flash appeared before his eyes.

"Its only walking distance, we can hit the pavement and be there in 10 minutes. Let's go..."

He took her hand again and pulled her towards the door, his strides were long and ranging, he moved quickly towards the door and opened it smoothly, inviting her out before him. The atmosphere was cool, but not icy, wind whistled softly as they made their way outside.

Their walk down the street was full of chit chat and glancing touches, long enough to be significant, but short enough to be flirtatious. The time passed quickly and they arrived at the bar, the neon light of an imported German beer flashed softly in the window. James opened the door and invited her through again.

A traditional English pub greeted them, an oaken bar and traditional bar stools and a soft lighted lounge in the back. James waved a greeting at the manager and made his way to the lounge, giving Jo a seat.

"So, what do you want to drink?"
 
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OOC: Sorry everyone for delays in posting. For the past three days I have been getting called intowork for extra hours to cover for other people and have had very little time to sit down and actually form a thought much less a post.

IC

Sam had set through the tales of sexual adventures with a smile, trying not to let on the effect that they were having on her. This kind of thing was actually supposed to help people NOT want to go out and have as much sex as possible? Someone in the brains department wasn't using all cylinders when they thought up this idea.

During the meeting, Sam had laughed at some stories, nodded in agreement at others and sighed when some were nervous and seemed to really think they had a problem. Why the hell was sex looked on as a bad thing? It was a normal, healthy outlet and a damn fine way to spend an evening.

Her glances kept going from Gavin to the Doc. Both men held promise and she wondered if one of them would pick up on the not-so-subtle messages she had been making all evening. Gavin's shyness was actually refreshing and she had to glance twice as he recounted some of his wilder adventures. It seemed sex brought out an entirely different person in him. She wouldn't mind exploring that other person at all.

Then there was Matt. He wasn't what one pictured when talking about a shrink. And she got the feeling that he might be more comfortable sitting with the group telling of his own adventures rather than directing the meeting. She wondered if she would be approached by either gentlemen cause there was no way in hell she was going to waste this night...not after sitting here for a solid hour listening to things that made her thongs a bit damper than they were before she entered the room.

When everyone filed out, Samantha stayed seated, leaning back in her chair, legs crossed and a smirk on her lips. She would let the others go and see what happened. She was patient...to a point...and she wasn't going to let hasty decision keep her from making this night worthwhile.

It was the doc who approached her as the room emptied and she looked up with him a sexy smile on her lips.

"Well, Doc," She said slowly and silkly,"I hate to tell you this but I think the meeting was a success for me. I don't feel inclined to stop having sex, I don't feel like I need to hide away in a dark room with the lights off in order to enjoy good 'wholesome' sex and I damn sure don't feel like sex is bad, evil and only made for wedding nights."

Standing so that she was as close to the doc as she could get without actually touching him, she gave a shrug,"I dunno, maybe I'm more of the 'private session' type of girl. I don't see that it would help me to give up my night life but it might make it a hell of a lot more interesting....if I were to find the right shrink to go to."

She gave a small laugh and shouldered her handbag, a tilt to her hips as she placed her hands on them, her eyes sparkling with a hidden meaning.
 
Joanne Stephens

"Now thats more like it!"

Joanne giggled as she saw his smile and felt his hand on her knee. She took the offered hand and stood, her body swaying towards James as she allowed herself to be led across the meeting room towards the door.

"Its only walking distance, we can hit the pavement and be there in 10 minutes. Let's go..."

Her hand felt good captured in his as he drew her swiftly along and let her preceed him through the exit.
The freshness outside made Jo realise that the close confines of the room had become oppressive.
She breathed deeply visibly relaxing as they chatted, their talk puncutated by touches, glances and the crackle of chemistry as they got to know each other beyond the eyes of the others in the "group".

Joanne was almost disappointed when they arrived at the bar, but allowed herself to be waved through the door, where once again her hand was captured as he drew her into the body of the room.
She smiled as she realised that the place was proving so much better than the neon advert had promised.
The traditional English pub atmosphere made the place cosy and understated.

James opened the door and invited her through again.
Jo settled back on the seat James had led her to and glanced around. James obviously knew people here.

"So, what do you want to drink?"

Joanne laughed.

"What's typically English? Ohhh... but I don't drink beer ... so I guess I'm not gonna be authentic ... "

She leaned forward, unaware of the ample flash of cleavage she gave him.

" Will they throw me out ... ya think ...?"

She stage whispered consipiratorially, pleased to see him laugh.

"I drink most things ... surprise me ... "

She responded finally.
James would know what was a good choice in a place like this.
Joanne really was more used to clubs and some of the more wilder of her friends parties.

She relaxed back and toyed with ... the drink mat in front of her.
Wow.
This night hadn't been as bad as she'd expected ...
and ...
things were certainly looking up !
 
" Will they throw me out ... ya think ...?"

"They'd have to get through me first!" He laughed again as her cleavage winked invitingly, his body was running on automatic now. His lips were licked, his cock was almost growling with hunger and his eyes feasted on her delicious curves. She was driving him nuts. That bloody sex class didn't help much either! I just want it more now... A knowing grin split his features again.

"I drink most things ... surprise me ..."

"ow about a simple vodka and coke then? I don't drink much beer either, I prefer whiskey..." He turned to the hostess and asked for a vodka and coke and a Jack Daniel's straight up. Meanwhile his right foot extended out underneath the table and found hers...
 
Dr. Matthew Wesson

(ooc: for the sake of moving this along, i'm kicking everybody out of the room... anybody who STILL hasn't replied, you can all be hanging out in the halls if you're still interested in being in this thread)...

People kept on moving out as Samantha spoke to me and before I knew it, she was the only one left in the room with me, which gave me a few ideas. I've been seducing my patients for such a long time now, but I had never gotten any of them in the sexaholics annonymous meeting room. This would be something new and exciting, for sure.

"A private session, Samantha? Well, if you don't mind staying a bit late, maybe we can get started on that session right now..."

As she sat in the chair, I walked up behind her and placed my hands on her shoulders, slowly beginning to rub and massage them.

"Hope you don't mind... but I need you to be nice and relaxed... these private sessions can get really intense..."
 
Joanne Stephens

"They'd have to get through me first!"

She joined in with his laughter and listened to him suggest a drink.

"ow about a simple vodka and coke then? I don't drink much beer either, I prefer whiskey..."

Before she could comment he called over his order.

"You know what ... I hate minerals ... so unhealthy ... "

She felt his foot and kicked off her shoe, running a bare foot along his calf and up slowly higher.

"If it's all the same to you, I'll have a vodka straight, or I'll join you in a JD ... "

She had her foot on his thigh now and smiled sweetly, allowing her toe to wriggle to just graze his cock before demurely lowering her leg once more.

"I dunno about you, but I like my drinks to have a bit of ... spirit ... about them ... "

Jo purred, pleased at the predatory look in his eye.
 
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