"My name is Lady Penelope Ward-Williamson and I'm a sex addict."
The tall and curvy fifty-one-year-old swept back a stray strand of her naturally blonde hair as she addressed the group. She was attending her very first Sexaholics Anonymous session. Reluctantly agreed with the insistence of her two daughters who were concerned about her promiscuity and excessive sexual activity.
Matters had come to a head when her children had learned of her admittedly excessive exploits at the Hellfire Club. ( See the last chapter) Maybe the girls had a point. The saucy minx had certainly indulged in a large number of unprincipled exploits of late. She was driven to London by her chauffeur from her Mansion in Surrey and intended to stay at her second home in Richmond. Once settled, she took off for her first group meeting.
To make a good impression, Her Ladyship had dressed in a modest V-neck mini dress in navy blue with delicate lace trim at the end of the short sleeves and hem. She sat with her back straight and gave off an air of style and grace that came from a wealthy background and innate breeding.
"Well, good evening, My Lady. And welcome to our little group. This is Raymond, Caroline, Peter, Kimberley, and Patti."
The introduction by Monica Gabriel, a bespectacled brunette with a tight bun, was met with murmurs of greetings from the others. The group was all smiling and seated in a large circle.
"Although I shall chair the meeting, I am not in charge, and nor do I morally chastise anyone. You have all found a safe place in which to heal yourself from harmful sexual behaviours. Our weekly recovery meetings offer an accepting, non-judgmental environment where men and women can share common struggles and learn how to apply some simple principles in our everyday lives. We practice strict anonymity and confidentiality. Now, over to our newcomer. Tell us a little about yourself."
Lady Penelope felt all eyes on her as she crossed her long legs. All were considerably younger than her. Monica looked the oldest and then she was probably no more than thirty. She had a fleeting notion that the fellow called Raymond, seated directly opposite her, was leering at her bare legs.
"I live in the country in a large mansion. Coming from a wealthy background I wanted for nothing as a child. At the tender age of nineteen, I became sexually active, learning all about birds and the bees. Soon after, I became embroiled with an older man, a Hugh Williamson. Our budding affair led to marriage and my husband and I spent several years raising a family and renovating the Estate. It was an unexpected shock when dear Hugh passed away from the horrid Covid pandemic. After the interminable lockdowns, I managed to keep the affairs of the Estate in order whilst also maintaining a public face. Although I had no thoughts of extra-marital affairs when married, I was made aware by others that at the age of fifty, I was not only considered still attractive but desired sexually."
She paused and recrossed her legs as she saw Caroline give Peter's thigh a sneaky stroke.
"I put a toe in the water so to speak and found sex with men of my age quite boring and abrupt. No. It was the younger chap I preferred. Ripe, well-hung, and virile. The more sexual satisfaction I received, the more men I craved. Even members of my staff were up for grabs. Especially if they were young and tender. Now, I have a voracious appetite for sex. I need it every day. If I don't get laid, I have difficulty sleeping. Perhaps I need some help in moderation?"
"Well done, My Lady. May we call you Penny?"
"No."
The renowned noblewoman straightened her back and raised her chin haughtily.
"You may address me as My Lady, or Milady."
"Oh, Moving along. At SA, we have a programme based on the Twelve Steps of Alcoholics Anonymous, although we are in no way affiliated with AA. First, we have all admitted that we are powerless over our addictive sexual behaviour. So that's all well and good. Second, we air our particular problems which we discuss and digest. We have done this before Her Ladyship joined us, but maybe Raymond can demonstrate the step. Ray?"
The broad-shouldered twenty-something inhaled sharply and ran a hand through his dark curly hair.
"Sex in public was my craving and my downfall. I'm a relative newcomer here. I've been to our last two meetings and listened to some of your stories. Now, I think it's time that I exposed myself for what I am. If you're expecting a sad tale of a man destroyed by uncontrollable desires, you will be disappointed. I get the biggest turn-on by shagging women where there might be the slightest chance of being caught out. I've done it in parks, and restaurant toilets', and my biggest thrill would be to join the 'mile-high club.' I have a pretty good job in IT at the moment and would hate to lose it by getting arrested for indecent exposure."
"Brave words Raymond. Well done. Kimberley? How about you?"
The blonde girl with high cheekbones wrung her hands as she began to speak.
"I'm an orgasm addict. Plain and simple. Not only that, but I'm capable of having multiple orgasms. When I'm not going steady with a man, I masturbate up to five times a day. I just cannot live without that sensation of coming. I need to cum like I need food and drink."
Me neither, though Penelope as she nodded in agreement with the young filly. Not a stranger to making out with the opposite sex, Her Ladyship found herself staring at Kimberley's fairly large tits. Very nice.
"Well, I'm addicted to online porn," admitted the bearded Peter. "Can't help myself. All day long I use my laptop to surf the sites. I even wake up in the middle of the night to check updates on at least a dozen websites. One-on-one, threesomes, homemade stuff, all that stuff. I'm tossing off all fucking day!"
"Ahh, poor baby."
Without warning, he unzipped his trousers and quickly pulled them down, exposing his throbbing cock to the class. As he began to slowly stroke himself hard, Caroline got up and sat in his lap and kissed him hard on the mouth. He reciprocated and grabbed onto her left breast, massaging it through her tight top.
"Er, hello? Can we display some decorum?"
Lady Penelope turned her head to see Patti on her knees in front of Raymond and unzipping his fly. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Monica stand up and let her waves of chestnut hair loose.
"Excuse me? We ARE still in session. Behave yourselves."
Penny looked up as Monica and Kimberley loomed over her, shedding their clothing at the same time. The young-looking Kim had a particularly fine body with firm and rounded breasts and a toned bottom. Monica had perky tits and a perma-pout that looked perfect for fellatio.
Her Ladyship bit her lip and closed her knees together as she felt a certain stirring between her legs.
"It's perfectly normal, My Lady. To be truthful, none of us have ever gotten to step three. Including myself. And I've been here for two years."
Both women stood before her in the buff, and Lady Penelope shrank into her seat. They began to stroke her legs from the knees up. Monica prised her thighs open and started to kiss the inside of her left leg. Kimberley licked her right inner thigh, moving in closer to her plump pussy mound. When Monica gently nudged the underside of Penny's upper leg, the aroused blonde willingly lifted enough for the brunette to drag her panties off. Both she and Kimberley met her exposed muff with wet tongues, slathering and noisily slobbering on her mons.
Penny was naturally stunned. Here she had come along with the best of intentions, only to stumble on a weekly group sex session!
Monica's right hand slowly snaked up Penny's stomach, lifting the hem of her navy dress up all the time, and the unrepentant socialite caved.
"Oh, to hell with it!"
