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Your sluttiest moment.......

My lover going down on me while I spoke to my wife on the phone.

Sliding into my girlfriend while standing behind her at the back of a crowded college bar, where most were distracted by the band.
 
Having a girl go down on me while her friend whispered all sorts of dirty things in my ear...
 
Sending a 18 year old home with bragging rights on a hen weekend in Majorca.
 
Two tinder dates on the same night, both one night stands... I had fucked my FWB that morning.
 
JerseyJade said:
Okay, so there were a few of them, but the first thing that comes to mind happened at a Super Bowl party my girl friend and I went to a couple of years ago. I'm not a fan of football, so I didn't really care who won or lost, I just wanted to go to drink and have fun. And that's what I did. By the nights end, I had given several guys a blowjob and one dude a hand job. And I wasn't even that drunk. Drunk enough though. Fun times. :)
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That was you? You left me quivering. Fucking yea it was fun.
 
Alcohol. Truth or dare. Things can get out of hand. One Saturday night, my girlfriends and I are doing the club circuit. We usually turn down the mashers. Tonight, Donna says, "First one to get fucked, drinks free." We must have been in slut mode because a couple of us quickly said, "You're on." Donna must have already been flirting with some guy as she quickly rose and approached him at the bar. We cursed her as a cheating bimbo, but sprung into action to catch up. Before long there were a bunch of smiling gentlemen wondering how they were so lucky.

Of course, there was much arguing about who got it first, and demands to show proof. In the end, Emily and Dawn, who didn't play, agreed to buy us all a round of drinks if we'd just shut up. After the drinks, we decided to move on. We didn't want the guys to get the wrong impression that we were a bunch of easy sluts. ;)
 
If there were ever a doubt

Mid30scntryboy said:
Dont nit pick me i typed the shit on my phone with my big ass thumbs. I can garauntee im not in any way one that needs to be taught that shit. Parents were teachers. And i didnt sleep last night on account of wondering if fhe storm was gonna tear the trees out of the ground. I give not one possible fuck pertaining to your need to comment about punctuation. If it is enough to get a statement from you be an editor and do something productive.
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Here's just one more reason to know that Texas is like a 100 year-old pussy; everyone knows it's down there, but it's just too disgusting to even think about. But then when you've clamored to select clowns like Dubya and Rick Perry to be your leaders, well that pretty well makes the point.

UJ was absolutely right. So you could have copped to the fact that you posted up a classic example of an uneducated slob trying to appear as something else, but instead came back as the ignorant cracker that you so obviously are, with a lame attempt to flame the guy, who was only trying to help you out by offering a suggestion that might have helped you to not make a further fool of yourself.

Boy, I guess you showed him.
 
The Time I Became a Happy Slut

In college, I visited my cousin Barbara out of town. One night she invited a few friends to stay over. I'd never had a serious lesbian relationship beyond a few "dare" kisses in HS. There was the normal talking and eating and drinking. I hit it off with one girl, Stacy, who was very friendly and funny.

At some point, I thought she might be flirting with me, but dismissed it as the alcohol and my imagination. However, at one point she spread her knees and gave me a view up her skirt to her panties. I assumed it was inadvertent, but when I looked in her eyes, she winked and blew me a kiss.

I blushed and my heart raced. I was excited, confused, aroused and curious. Stacy walked over and asked if she could get me another drink. When she came back, she sat on the floor next to me. We were in a slightly dark alcove in a corner of the basement. When our skin touched, I was electrified. We talked, but my head was spinning. Everything about Stacy seemed erotic: the bounce of her hair, the subtle perfume, the touch of her fingers on my arm, her sincere laugh.

Stacy occasionally reached across me and her hand or arm would brush my breasts. I jumped and my nipples stiffened. When others didn't seem to be watching, she stroked my hair or patted my knee. I could barely contain myself. Afraid that Barbara might see, I did little to respond. However, when Stacy kissed me I practically collapsed into her arms in a swoon. She broke off and whispered, "Give me a few minutes head start. Then get ready for bed and come to my bedroom." She sensually licked, then kissed my ear. I was a puddle.

Stacy rose, told the other girls who were still up that she was tired and would see them in the morning. I was torn. This was happening fast. I didn't want to risk discovery. However, my body and loins were burning with desire. After five minutes, I finished my drink and went upstairs.

I put on my PJs and almost chickened out. Then, I steeled myself, peeked out the door, and snuck down the hall to Stacy's room. I stepped inside and the room was dark. I tiptoed to one of the twin beds. I was almost there when I heard a snore. My heart sunk that Stacy was asleep and I turned to leave. Just then, there was a whisper, "Over here, Beth." I jumped and saw movement in the other bed. I quickly moved in that direction and sat down.

Stacy touched my arm, "Come on in."

"But, but .. there's someone else in the room."

"Don't worry, sweet. Darla is passed out. A freight train couldn't wake her. Besides, her snoring will cover for us." Stacy giggled.

I hesitated. Stacy pulled my head down and gave me a passionate kiss. I couldn't leave. I slid under the blanket and we hugged and kissed.

At first, I was tense and listened for every sound. However, Stacy soon started to stroke and caress my body and I lost all inhibitions. We kissed each other all over, starting at the necking working down. I was so fevered from our foreplay in the basement, that when Stacy rubbed my breasts I began to moisten. Before I knew it, my top was off and we were sliding along each others body. In a rush, Stacy was humping me through my pajamas and panties. I tried to keep up and my mind was spinning. In record time, I came closer and closer and climaxed in a crash. I had to bite my hand to stifle a scream. Stacy kept rubbing and soon came as well. She collapsed on top of me. We lay there in a lusty fog for minutes.

When we caught our breath, we kissed and snuggled. I finally said breathily, "That ... that was woooonnnnderfulllll!"

"Yes, it was dear. But the night is young."

Over the next couple of hours, Stacy stripped me and ate me and taught me how to eat her. I was an eager student. When I was between her thighs, I was noisy and bouncing on the bed. I didn't care if Darla woke up, or if there was an entire room full of watchers. Stacy and her body, and her touch and her loving, encouraging words, and her vagina and tits were all I cared about. We both came twice and I had a third minor climax, but it was still fantastic. It was the first multiple orgasms I experienced.

We were finally spent and exhausted. Spooning together, I never felt so warm and comfortable, satisfied and desired. Stacy asked if I wanted to go back to my room so we could keep our secret. I told her I didn't want to leave her arms. I didn't care who found out. In fact, I wanted the whole world to know.

Stacy kissed me and we fell asleep in each others arms.
 
Lia Monde said:
In college, I visited my cousin Barbara out of town. One night she invited a few friends to stay over. I'd never had a serious lesbian relationship beyond a few "dare" kisses in HS. There was the normal talking and eating and drinking. I hit it off with one girl, Stacy, who was very friendly and funny.

At some point, I thought she might be flirting with me, but dismissed it as the alcohol and my imagination. However, at one point she spread her knees and gave me a view up her skirt to her panties. I assumed it was inadvertent, but when I looked in her eyes, she winked and blew me a kiss.

I blushed and my heart raced. I was excited, confused, aroused and curious. Stacy walked over and asked if she could get me another drink. When she came back, she sat on the floor next to me. We were in a slightly dark alcove in a corner of the basement. When our skin touched, I was electrified. We talked, but my head was spinning. Everything about Stacy seemed erotic: the bounce of her hair, the subtle perfume, the touch of her fingers on my arm, her sincere laugh.

Stacy occasionally reached across me and her hand or arm would brush my breasts. I jumped and my nipples stiffened. When others didn't seem to be watching, she stroked my hair or patted my knee. I could barely contain myself. Afraid that Barbara might see, I did little to respond. However, when Stacy kissed me I practically collapsed into her arms in a swoon. She broke off and whispered, "Give me a few minutes head start. Then get ready for bed and come to my bedroom." She sensually licked, then kissed my ear. I was a puddle.

Stacy rose, told the other girls who were still up that she was tired and would see them in the morning. I was torn. This was happening fast. I didn't want to risk discovery. However, my body and loins were burning with desire. After five minutes, I finished my drink and went upstairs.

I put on my PJs and almost chickened out. Then, I steeled myself, peeked out the door, and snuck down the hall to Stacy's room. I stepped inside and the room was dark. I tiptoed to one of the twin beds. I was almost there when I heard a snore. My heart sunk that Stacy was asleep and I turned to leave. Just then, there was a whisper, "Over here, Beth." I jumped and saw movement in the other bed. I quickly moved in that direction and sat down.

Stacy touched my arm, "Come on in."

"But, but .. there's someone else in the room."

"Don't worry, sweet. Darla is passed out. A freight train couldn't wake her. Besides, her snoring will cover for us." Stacy giggled.

I hesitated. Stacy pulled my head down and gave me a passionate kiss. I couldn't leave. I slid under the blanket and we hugged and kissed.

At first, I was tense and listened for every sound. However, Stacy soon started to stroke and caress my body and I lost all inhibitions. We kissed each other all over, starting at the necking working down. I was so fevered from our foreplay in the basement, that when Stacy rubbed my breasts I began to moisten. Before I knew it, my top was off and we were sliding along each others body. In a rush, Stacy was humping me through my pajamas and panties. I tried to keep up and my mind was spinning. In record time, I came closer and closer and climaxed in a crash. I had to bite my hand to stifle a scream. Stacy kept rubbing and soon came as well. She collapsed on top of me. We lay there in a lusty fog for minutes.

When we caught our breath, we kissed and snuggled. I finally said breathily, "That ... that was woooonnnnderfulllll!"

"Yes, it was dear. But the night is young."

Over the next couple of hours, Stacy stripped me and ate me and taught me how to eat her. I was an eager student. When I was between her thighs, I was noisy and bouncing on the bed. I didn't care if Darla woke up, or if there was an entire room full of watchers. Stacy and her body, and her touch and her loving, encouraging words, and her vagina and tits were all I cared about. We both came twice and I had a third minor climax, but it was still fantastic. It was the first multiple orgasms I experienced.

We were finally spent and exhausted. Spooning together, I never felt so warm and comfortable, satisfied and desired. Stacy asked if I wanted to go back to my room so we could keep our secret. I told her I didn't want to leave her arms. I didn't care who found out. In fact, I wanted the whole world to know.

Stacy kissed me and we fell asleep in each others arms.
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Beautiful story. Did you continue?
 
Lia Monde said:
In college, I visited my cousin Barbara out of town. One night she invited a few friends to stay over. I'd never had a serious lesbian relationship beyond a few "dare" kisses in HS. There was the normal talking and eating and drinking. I hit it off with one girl, Stacy, who was very friendly and funny.

At some point, I thought she might be flirting with me, but dismissed it as the alcohol and my imagination. However, at one point she spread her knees and gave me a view up her skirt to her panties. I assumed it was inadvertent, but when I looked in her eyes, she winked and blew me a kiss.

I blushed and my heart raced. I was excited, confused, aroused and curious. Stacy walked over and asked if she could get me another drink. When she came back, she sat on the floor next to me. We were in a slightly dark alcove in a corner of the basement. When our skin touched, I was electrified. We talked, but my head was spinning. Everything about Stacy seemed erotic: the bounce of her hair, the subtle perfume, the touch of her fingers on my arm, her sincere laugh.

Stacy occasionally reached across me and her hand or arm would brush my breasts. I jumped and my nipples stiffened. When others didn't seem to be watching, she stroked my hair or patted my knee. I could barely contain myself. Afraid that Barbara might see, I did little to respond. However, when Stacy kissed me I practically collapsed into her arms in a swoon. She broke off and whispered, "Give me a few minutes head start. Then get ready for bed and come to my bedroom." She sensually licked, then kissed my ear. I was a puddle.

Stacy rose, told the other girls who were still up that she was tired and would see them in the morning. I was torn. This was happening fast. I didn't want to risk discovery. However, my body and loins were burning with desire. After five minutes, I finished my drink and went upstairs.

I put on my PJs and almost chickened out. Then, I steeled myself, peeked out the door, and snuck down the hall to Stacy's room. I stepped inside and the room was dark. I tiptoed to one of the twin beds. I was almost there when I heard a snore. My heart sunk that Stacy was asleep and I turned to leave. Just then, there was a whisper, "Over here, Beth." I jumped and saw movement in the other bed. I quickly moved in that direction and sat down.

Stacy touched my arm, "Come on in."

"But, but .. there's someone else in the room."

"Don't worry, sweet. Darla is passed out. A freight train couldn't wake her. Besides, her snoring will cover for us." Stacy giggled.

I hesitated. Stacy pulled my head down and gave me a passionate kiss. I couldn't leave. I slid under the blanket and we hugged and kissed.

At first, I was tense and listened for every sound. However, Stacy soon started to stroke and caress my body and I lost all inhibitions. We kissed each other all over, starting at the necking working down. I was so fevered from our foreplay in the basement, that when Stacy rubbed my breasts I began to moisten. Before I knew it, my top was off and we were sliding along each others body. In a rush, Stacy was humping me through my pajamas and panties. I tried to keep up and my mind was spinning. In record time, I came closer and closer and climaxed in a crash. I had to bite my hand to stifle a scream. Stacy kept rubbing and soon came as well. She collapsed on top of me. We lay there in a lusty fog for minutes.

When we caught our breath, we kissed and snuggled. I finally said breathily, "That ... that was woooonnnnderfulllll!"

"Yes, it was dear. But the night is young."

Over the next couple of hours, Stacy stripped me and ate me and taught me how to eat her. I was an eager student. When I was between her thighs, I was noisy and bouncing on the bed. I didn't care if Darla woke up, or if there was an entire room full of watchers. Stacy and her body, and her touch and her loving, encouraging words, and her vagina and tits were all I cared about. We both came twice and I had a third minor climax, but it was still fantastic. It was the first multiple orgasms I experienced.

We were finally spent and exhausted. Spooning together, I never felt so warm and comfortable, satisfied and desired. Stacy asked if I wanted to go back to my room so we could keep our secret. I told her I didn't want to leave her arms. I didn't care who found out. In fact, I wanted the whole world to know.

Stacy kissed me and we fell asleep in each others arms.
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Is it getting hot in here, or is it me?:cool:
 
Not my craziest, not even my craziest I've shared but this was a LOT of fun. So a few months back I got one of those blue tooth vibes. The sort you can control with an app or even responds to sound. So this past friday me and some gals were hitting a club (a few although not all I'd played with). I decided to use it under my dress and let one of them have the control. She barely needed to touch it the music at the club had it going off like crazy I was half delerious in the first half hour. No great reveal I didn't like sleep with the club or even the girl with the control I just spent a good 2 hours out going crazy from it going off inside me then "getting a head ache" so I could go home and get some badly needed relief.
 
Porno and Sarah,


This thread does provide you with an opportunity to share the details of these experiences. And those of us subscribed to this thread are hoping to hear more.
 
I had a play date during the day with a FB who was leaving that afternoon for a trip. I went to her house and gave her extended oral as my "enjoy your trip" present.

When I got home afterwards, I showered and found that I had missed a phone call. A second woman was in town and wanted a hook up as well. So, I met her at her hotel and ate her for a while before she went down on me. Then we fucked. I came three times that day with the two women.
 
One of my more slutty moments...

One of my sluttiest moments happened recently with someone I met on Lit, actually. I’m not someone that generally meets people from the internet, given I’m a little shy, but we had been swapping stories for a little while and live relatively close to each other so thought why not.

After our first catch up for coffee, we met again and, like a gentleman, took me to a sex shop to buy some new toys. We then went back to my house and not long after walking through the door, he pinned me against the wall in my hallway with my arms above my head and put his hand in my jeans. I think I could’ve come immediately when he circled my clit and then started to finger me, all the while asking me how dirty I felt being fingered by someone I hadn’t even kissed yet (pretty dirty btw!)

He told me to get on my knees and suck his cock with my hands behind my back, which I happily obliged and gave it my all. We then moved to my couch. After making me undress in front of him, he had me lie on the edge of the couch and show him how I played with myself when alone. I must’ve have looked lonely because he came over and started to lick and suck my clit while fingering my pussy. The man has impressive oral skills, which he then proceeded to show me while I sat on his face (a first for me). Hesitant at first, I was grinding against him in no time and getting pretty desperate.

He stops and tells me to get out my new toys - some anal beads and a lovely set of handcuffs, which had been a feature of one of the stories we had swapped earlier. Bent over my couch, ass in the air and hands cuffed behind my back, he slowly pushes each bead slowly into me and I gasped loudly when the last, largest bead slips inside my ass. He tells me how me how full I am as he starts to finger my pussy and how he can feel the beads. I’m so turned on that I cum multiple times all over his magical fingers.

Hands still behind my back and beads firmly in my ass, I’m told to kneel on the ground again and he proceeds to fuck my mouth hard and fast, stroking deep into my throat until he starts to cum in my mouth and then all over my face.

I’m looking forward to the next time we catch up :)
 
shyxcurious said:
One of my sluttiest moments happened recently with someone I met on Lit, actually. I’m not someone that generally meets people from the internet, given I’m a little shy, but we had been swapping stories for a little while and live relatively close to each other so thought why not.

After our first catch up for coffee, we met again and, like a gentleman, took me to a sex shop to buy some new toys. We then went back to my house and not long after walking through the door, he pinned me against the wall in my hallway with my arms above my head and put his hand in my jeans. I think I could’ve come immediately when he circled my clit and then started to finger me, all the while asking me how dirty I felt being fingered by someone I hadn’t even kissed yet (pretty dirty btw!)

He told me to get on my knees and suck his cock with my hands behind my back, which I happily obliged and gave it my all. We then moved to my couch. After making me undress in front of him, he had me lie on the edge of the couch and show him how I played with myself when alone. I must’ve have looked lonely because he came over and started to lick and suck my clit while fingering my pussy. The man has impressive oral skills, which he then proceeded to show me while I sat on his face (a first for me). Hesitant at first, I was grinding against him in no time and getting pretty desperate.

He stops and tells me to get out my new toys - some anal beads and a lovely set of handcuffs, which had been a feature of one of the stories we had swapped earlier. Bent over my couch, ass in the air and hands cuffed behind my back, he slowly pushes each bead slowly into me and I gasped loudly when the last, largest bead slips inside my ass. He tells me how me how full I am as he starts to finger my pussy and how he can feel the beads. I’m so turned on that I cum multiple times all over his magical fingers.

Hands still behind my back and beads firmly in my ass, I’m told to kneel on the ground again and he proceeds to fuck my mouth hard and fast, stroking deep into my throat until he starts to cum in my mouth and then all over my face.

I’m looking forward to the next time we catch up :)
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Everything about this is red hot!!!!
 
My sluttiest moment on lit happened many years ago. I'd just finished a marathon 2 hour session with a lit friend, when another lit friend contacted me and led to another 2 hour session. I felt thoroughly fucked/sated at the end of the night and keep trying to recreate those marathon masturbation sessions with lit friends now ;)
 
Okay, here's another slutty or maybe not so much slutty moment I'll share...

There was one day when my girl friend allowed her boyfriend at that time to watch her and I make out and go down on each other. He got so turned on from watching us, that when we were finished and she went down on him, he came in like a minute or 2. That was the only time we ever allowed a boyfriend or any guy for that matter, watch us do that.
 
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