Letter from the author: This is a story of an older unfaithful promiscuous woman who loves sex and is not ashamed of it. If you don't like this or have a moral issue with this, please move on to another story.
Goamz86
Note to my readers: I presented the previous chapter to this story as if this person may really exist. I did this because I had received numerous anonymous e-mails from someone that presented herself as such. She really liked my Jake Chronicles stories, and told me she was the person I wrote about as Addison (I changed her name and place of residence). However, in more resent e-mails, she has come clean. She is really a 49 year old house wife from the Midwest with a great imagination, but little confidence in her writing ability. We will call her Mary Beth. She wanted to see her ideas in writing, but didn't feel she could express them adequately. So she sent them to me as if they were her real experiences. I tell you this because I am always suspicious of stories that writers say are real, so I want my readers to know if I present something as real, it is. Addison is truly a figment of someone's vivid imagination. Sorry "Anonymous in Canada", I am just as disappointed as you are. I will be "ghost" writing this for her from her ideas, with a bit of my own flare, until I can convince her to submit these ideas in her own writings. I hope you enjoy. I value the loyalty of my readers, and hope you don't feel I have betrayed your trust.
Sincerely,
Goamz86
P.S. Keep the ideas coming Mary Beth. However, it is really hard to communicate this way. Set up an e-mail account on hotmail or something so I can ask questions and more easily obtain info I need to write your story. Then give it to me in one of your e-mails. Strictly business I promise.
The torrid sexual escapades of Addison Cameron all started some 21 years ago, when she was 37. Her sex life had slowly deteriorated over the last ten years since her second child's birth. Her "boring" husband didn't seem to have any interest in her anymore, and that was beginning to really affect Addie. She felt she was still in good shape, was fairly attractive, and still held some sex appeal with men. However, her husband, whether it was a lack of sex drive or just his disinterest in his wife, no longer even showed interest in anything sexual with Addison. She definitely was still interested in sex, but she was beginning to doubt her own sex appeal.
That all ended the day Brett walked into the office. A strapping young college graduate from Arizona State University; he exuded confidence and commanded attention whenever he walked into a room. The moment he was first introduced to Addie, he knew he wanted her, and he was going to make sure he got her as soon as possible.
Addie was taken back a bit by this cocky young man that was assigned to her team. She had a bit of distain for his attitude, but there was something inside her that wouldn't allow her to dislike him. She would soon realize that something was her sheer animal lust.
Brett was always formulating a plan to have Addie, but it never really seemed to work out as he planned. One day the boss informed the two of them that they would have to go to Phoenix for two weeks to meet with city officials to hold their hands through a planning session for a large downtown development. Brett knew this would be a perfect opportunity to take Addie and make her his.
The first week was stressful, busy and uneventful. Addison always seemed tired at the end of the day. So Brett just let his plan go, knowing he would probably have the weekend to place it into action.
Alone for the weekend with no real work to do, Addison was open to his suggestion that they get some dinner and maybe visit Mill Avenue, a familiar stomping ground of Brett's when he attended ASU. Dinner was good, and the two of them were having a ball dancing and drinking as they hopped from bar to bar the whole evening.
Addie had not drunk like this in some time, and the dancing along with the alcohol had her very turned on and open to suggestion. She had been eyeballing Brett all night and wondering what it might be like to be with him. This did not go unnoticed by Brett, and he figured this was the best opportunity he would have with Addie alone, so he seized it.
He poured her into a taxi for the short drive from Tempe back to their hotel in Phoenix, and like a gentleman, he helped her to her room. She flopped on the bed and played coy. Brett opened the mini-bar and opened a bottle of wine and sat next to her on the bed as they finished off the bottle quickly. Brett presented a joint and Addie accepted. He sparked it up, and they began to smoke it. Addie had smoked pot in college, but this was different. She was alone in her hotel room with a guy that was not her husband and she was really drunk.
He shot gunned her once, then twice. Each time their lips were very close, he wanted to kiss her, but resisted the temptation. He could tell she wanted it too, and he wanted to see if she would make a move.
Addie wanted so desperately to kiss Brett, but even though her husband was neglecting her, she could not bring herself to betray her vows. She wanted to do it, but she just couldn't make the move.
The third time he shot gunned her, it was too much for either of them. As Addie inhaled the smoke he was exhaling, their lips touched. They both felt the attraction. Addie exhaled the smoke and Brett made his move. His lips mashed against Addie's, and his tongue invaded her mouth. His hands were quick and powerful, roaming her body. Before she could realize what was happening, Brett had lifted her dress off and was working on her pantyhose, white cotton granny panties and her bra. She was completely naked now and Brett pulled his cock from his pants.
It was the first cock other than her husband's that she had seen since college. He told her he wanted her to suck is cock. Addison just stared at it.
"I said suck my cock!" he told her in a stern voice.
Addie was mesmerized by it. She just continued to stare, but she did not move. Then the sting of his hand slapping her face hit her by complete surprise.
"I told you to suck my cock bitch." He now demanded.
As a tear slid down her cheek, Addison quickly opened her mouth, leaned over, and slid his rigid shaft into her mouth. The sting of his hand was unpleasant, but the forcefulness of his demeanor was totally exciting. She had not ever experienced that, and she found it arousing. She sucked his cock vigorously enjoying the feel of it in her mouth and the way his hand grabbed her hair and forced her mouth down on it. She was getting into a heated pace when she felt his other hand on her ass. His finger slid down between her ass cheeks and into her already saturated pussy. He finger fucked her to orgasm within moments. She was slurping his cock and screaming at the same time from her delight when it rushed through her body. A few minutes after her first orgasm, and without warning, Brett blasted her throat with a huge load of cum.
Addie had not tasted cum in a long time, and the copious amount was more than her mouth could handle. She gagged a bit as she tried to swallow it. Swallowing was her only choice, as the hand on the back of her head would not allow her to remove his erupting cock from her mouth. The excess escaped the seal of her lips on his pole and slid down to his balls.
When he had recovered a bit, he ordered her to lick all the cum from his balls. Addison was so turned on by his demanding personality, she just did as he instructed. His cock never got soft after his orgasm (an advantage of being 22). She expertly cleansed his scrotum and savored every lick.
Brett ordered her to her feet, then bent her over the bed and began to vehemently pound her gushing pussy with his rock hard dick. Addison screamed with pleasure the whole time. Her second orgasm arrived only moments after insertion, and Brett just continued his assault the whole time she was cumming.
"You like that?" he asked, holding her hips and slamming into her ass with his pelvis.
"Oh yes!" Addie screamed.
