Addicted to Porn ...

Brenda looked quizzically at Nicolette and then back to Dana, trying to make sense of the sordid scene. She was uncomfortable having an unknown audience, and now having to hear from Dana the details of some unknown past that was supposedly going to make things clearer. She couldn't fathom anything that would make her current situation clear!

Nonetheless, Brenda settled back, at Nicolette's urging, and sipped at the sweet, but potent mimosa that had been concocted. The taste of orange had assaulted her taste buds, without any orange juice being added to the champagne. The tiny bubbles tickled the inside of her mouth and throat as she swallowed.

She tried her best to relax as Nicolette's arm draped behind her, hugging her close as Dana settled into the chair, preparing to deliver his speech. Brenda noted the fleeting caresses as Nicolette played with her hair, or let the fingers dance across her shoulders.

Dana, meanwhile, cleared his throat and sat forward in the chair, ever so slightly, so as to not be too comfortable. Even though his eyes were pointed towards Nicolette and Brenda, Brenda sensed as if he was focused on something behind them as if he was prepared to read from a teleprompter located at the back of the room.

“It all started a few years back; three to be exact. I had developed an uncharacteristic addiction to internet porn. Nicky didn't know, and I was too embarrassed to share my interest with her. As time went on, I discovered more and more bizarre, ****, and weird sites that showed a deeper, darker side of sex that I had become intrigued with. They were doing things on these sites that no reasonable man in their right mind, would ever ask a normal woman to perform, not to mention, their wife. Even though sex with Nicky was gratifying, I couldn't get those images out of my mind, and it would leave me feeling empty and needing more. So into the rabbit hole I went, deeper and deeper.”

“I happened to click on a link for a hook-up site and next thing I know, I was trolling live women who would do the nasty things I wanted to participate in. That quickly led to having to pay for these extraordinary services. I was hooked and ran up quite a tab, which our mutual acquaintance Mac was more than willing to extend, with promises of payback … with interest!”

Dana took a slight break. It was now that Brenda began the realization of the similarities between the two women … and the two men. Dana quickly continued the seemingly well-practiced speech.

“One evening about a year and half ago, Mac decided to call in his loan. Three of his henchmen showed up at the door demanding payment right then and there! Of course it was impossible to pay them in full, so they began taking their payment out on me, and our belongings. Nicky came to my aid, bringing an end to my ****; however, that came at a significant price also.”

Nicolette had refilled the glasses, as Dana's eyes lowered in obvious shame. It wasn't until Nicolette sat back, did Dana look back up for her silent acknowledgment for him to continue.

“Since that time, Nicky has been making payments on my behalf. She's been handling all the finances ever since. She's agreed to work for Mac in order to garner extra money to pay off the debt. She also has negotiated other revenue streams that make some extra money for our needs.”

Brenda mused silently that the similarities were increasingly more apparent as Dana kept relating their history. Her own interest was piqued at the mention that Nicolette had taken the initiative to take over all finances, and was making money in order to pay off the debt. However, that was now another question that was added to the myriad of questions still floating in her head, all of which were unanswered.

Dana never stopped his monologue. “Since Nicky's schedule is filled with her various income arrangements, and since it's all because of my indiscretions, I now take care of many of the household chores that she used to handle. It's an arrangement that we've come to realize is necessary in order to maintain our lifestyle and continue to achieve our goals.”

Brenda sat dumbfounded, her jaw agape, her brain barely registering the need to breathe. While the similarities were extraordinarily comparable, Dana's well-rehearsed speech, and the manner in which he delivered it, caused a shiver to run along her spine. There was so much she wanted to ask, but she couldn't garner the energy to gather her thoughts. Thankfully for Brenda's sake, Nicolette intervened.

Nicolette took the empty flutes and placed them on the table. She readjusted her position, so that she was now facing Brenda once again, their knees touching. Reaching across, she grabbed Brenda's wrists and drew them towards her, placing Brenda's nervous hands upon her knees. It was only when Brenda looked back towards Nicolette, that she realized her right breast was still exposed. Nicolette had made no attempt to cover herself, and had actually slipped her arm out of the strap that would have otherwise held it up. Yet, once again, it was her confidence and commanding nature that made everything seem so natural, that caused Brenda to look up and focus on her eyes, rather than the naked tit. Without looking away from Brenda, Nicolette directed Dana yet again. “Dana. Thank you for the PG rated version of the story. Brenda here, is well aware that there is more to the story. There were plenty of details that you had conveniently and politely left out. Please be a doll and retell the story again, but this time spare no details. Tell her every little sordid event that took place, and tell her how I came about assuming the roles as they are today. She deserves to hear the X-rated version!”

Brenda could not look away from Nicolette's gaze, for if she had, she would clearly see the red hues of embarrassment rising along Dana's neck, slowly enveloping his face. Dana breathed in deeply, held his breath for a few seconds and let out an audible sigh of resignation. Meanwhile, Nicolette commanded Brenda's undivided attention, reaching out with both hands to cup her face and slowly stroke and caress Brenda's cheeks with her thumbs.

Dana began the story anew. “I was surfing porn sites. It all started with anal, since Nicky and I never did that. I was hooked. Then it became threesomes, foursomes, gangbangs and orgies. That all evolved into bondage, domination and sadomasochism. Every time I reached out to a prostitute, that was willing to indulge my kinks, I became increasingly hooked, going deeper and deeper. The more perverted the kink, the more I had to pay. I never knew the girls all worked for Mac, even though I knew who he was, and knew of his reputation. But when Mac demanded payment, I knew I was well in over my head! I knew I couldn't pay him back for the tab I had been allowed to run up!”

“I don't really remember too much from the day Mac's goonies showed up. They came barging in and hurt me real bad. All I remember is being tied to a chair and **** to watch Nicky give each of the men blow jobs. That was the only thing that stopped them from destroying the house and killing me. I could barely see, because my eyes were all swollen, but I knew they were pounding their hard cocks down her throat without a care for her well-being. She was ****, gagging and crying throughout the whole thing, but she was strong enough to endure it. Oddly, however, as she was being throat-fucked by the savage beasts and their gargantuan cocks, all I could think about were the porn sites I had been surfing, showcasing the very act I was **** to endure with my wife as the center of attention. There she was doing the things I thought were unimaginable to talk to her about. I was getting turned on by it all, and if I weren't in so much pain, I'd had probably split my pants open with my own raging hard-on.”

Brenda could feel the heat rising in her own chest as Dana's words crossed the room and filtered into her head. However, she never took her eyes away from Nicolette, who had now drawn her hands down along Brenda's arms and gripped her wrists again. Nicolette drew Brenda's hands to her own face, encouraging Brenda to trace the lush lips with her thumb. Nicolette parted her lips, drawing a fat digit into her mouth, suckling it energetically as Dana detailed the oral talents of his wife.

“Over the next several weeks, Mac and his henchmen returned regularly, making it obvious that they intended to extract payment from Nicky in sexual exchanges, rather than monetary. Each time they visited, I was **** to watch as Nicky gave more blow jobs, and was fucked … in the pussy and in the ass! I was horrified and scared, but truly amazed that Nicky not only endured, but accepted the challenge that faced us. I was doubly confounded by the fact that Nicky was now doing the very things I thought she'd never do, the things I was too afraid to talk to her about, the things I was surfing the internet for, the very same things I was paying prostitutes to perform! Not only was she having sex with strangers, she was sucking and fucking them. She did anal. She took on two at a time, three at a time, and even four at a time, all while I watched on. She had double penetration and triple penetration, she had double penetration in her pussy and double penetration in her ass. She allowed them to fist her, stretching her so wide open I thought she'd never go back to normal. She had cum dumped in every hole imaginable and splattered allover her beautiful body and face.”

“The more and more Nicky performed, the more and more it seemed she was enjoying it. What Nicky realized, was that I was enjoying it also! Here she was, a live version of what I had been searching for. The fact that it was someone else, enjoying her attention was inconsequential. It was my wife who was the object of lust for someone else, and even though she was fulfilling someone's fantasy, it was ultimately for the enjoyment of her husband. I grew to love her more and more deeply as each day passed, as each sexual plateau had been traversed, for I knew deep down inside, she was doing it for me!”

Nicolette had been bathing Brenda's thumb, coating it in a thick lather of saliva while Dana had been telling the story. She drew Brenda's hand away and dropped it to her exposed breast, making sure the spit-soaked digit rested on her excited nipple. Nicolette was rewarded as Brenda, still transfixed by everything occurring, absentmindedly began diddling with the rubbery tip. She ran her thumb over the hardening tip while softly kneading the pliable orb, eliciting a contented sigh from Nicolette, whose eyes fluttered momentarily.

“One night Nicky sat me down and we had a long talk about everything. She offered to take care of all our money issues as long as I allowed her the freedom to make arrangements and decisions as she saw fit for the best of us. I eagerly agreed, not fully understanding what she had planned, but trusting her completely. Nicky had set up a private meeting with Mac, during which he agreed to allow Nicky to pay my debt back not only in trade, but cash also. Nicky refuses to tell me the details of how the meeting went, or what all the arrangements were, but the bottom line is, that she now works for Mac as his personal secretary. It was agreed that while Mac still held the loan, that he would also hold her wedding ring as collateral.”

Nicolette had reached across the divide and was reciprocating Brenda's attention, slipping her hand back inside the loose fitting top and under the lace bra, freeing the confined orb and giving it much needed attention. Within a few short minutes, Nicolette had managed her other hand inside and likewise freed the other breast, exposing Brenda's torso for her own private viewing. Brenda was helpless to resist or object, still mesmerized by the story and Nicolette's commanding confidence. The distance between the two women had narrowed, allowing each woman greater access to the others assets. Shifting to make themselves more comfortable, Nicolette managed one of Brenda's legs onto the sofa, while the other remained on the floor. Brenda was now facing Nicolette, her left leg folded under, so that she was sitting in her heel, while her right foot remained planted on the floor. Nicolette had wedged closer, keeping Brenda's legs parted, granting her easy access to the increasingly damp heat accumulating in her crotch.

“Nicky controls all the arrangements she makes and occasionally allows me to watch, and, on rare occasion, participate. Sometimes she'll provide me with every lurid detail, and other times, she may keep her activities hidden. The bottom line is that we are stronger now than we've ever been in the past. I've also learned that Nicky is a living, breathing highly sexual woman with needs, wants and desires of her own. It was my selfishness that had brought us to this point, but it is her generosity that is getting us through it. She now has the freedom to release her true inner being without fear of judgment, reprisal, or label.”

Brenda drew in a gasp, shuddered, and released a long repressed sound of satisfaction as Nicolette slipped a thumb between the dewy petals of her exposed pussy. Nicolette's eyes were locked on Brenda's, ensuring that she was controlling the events. Brenda began to lose herself to the tactile stimulation being provided, pushing aside the fact that Dana was sitting right there, watching his wife seduce her. Her mind was still muddled with confusion, but the synapses weren't connecting to make coherent thought, centering on the pleasure sensors instead. Brenda realized that Nicolette had an alpha personality trait, and that she was quickly becoming putty in her expert hands. Dana's speech was now like a distant tune, hypnotic in its delivery, an underlying music track to the theatrical scene unfolding.

Dana kept detailing some of the explicit details of some of Nicolette's dalliances, but his words were lost in the haze of Brenda's rising lust. She had stopped listening to Dana, totally entranced by her counterpart on the sofa.