The Moment You Knew That You’re a Slut?

The night my man took me to an adult theater.
I saw a woman surrounded by men and giving oral to every one of them.
I pulled up my mini skirt and put my lover's hand on my bare puss, only to be surrounded as the other lady.
I was addicted to the attention.
We frequented one theater in Tampa with another couple and I gave myself to several men.
That pretty much tipped me off I was a slut.
 
Well eating cum on a salad is definitely pretty kinky. However, eating cum on a salad is tame compared to many of the other fetishes that I’ve heard of. In fact, compared to some more extreme fetishes I would rank eating cum on food to be very tame actually. I suppose that I can see the connection between thick and creamy cum and creamy salad dressings. There’s definitely a close comparison there in appearance and consistency. Like you said, if you’re a salad lover and a cum lover, then I can certainly see the two go together. I mean why wouldn’t they go together?
What would you consider wildly kinky???
I would love to know!
 
My second visit to a bath house. I had just sucked my second cock and the guy had pulled out and shot his cum all over my face. A third cock found my mouth and just after, someone slid their cock into my ass and began fucking me. The man in my mouth came and right after, the guy behind me shot his load deep in me, slapped my ass and walked away. As another guy began feeding me his cock, I realized I never saw the man who fucked me… at that moment I knew I was a slut!
 
it took me a while but at the age of 40 one morning driving home after being double teamed by 2 younger guys all night i got txt asking if i wanted to catch up in the afternoon with another younger guy i agreed and he said great can i bring a friend as well i said sure
i got home and started showring and thought omg im a slut this had been going on for a few weekends in a row now
 
it took me a while but at the age of 40 one morning driving home after being double teamed by 2 younger guys all night i got txt asking if i wanted to catch up in the afternoon with another younger guy i agreed and he said great can i bring a friend as well i said sure
i got home and started showring and thought omg im a slut this had been going on for a few weekends in a row now
I'd guess then that your 'Virgin' tag is well overdue for upgrading... 🤣
 
While camping with my brother and some of our friends (all guys), a random woman found her way to our camp site. She told us her name was "Butterfly" and she was meeting some friends at a house party up the road. There was hardly anyone else at the campground, just a large house up on a hill in the distance. Either that party was canceled or she just didn't want to go enough, because she ended up staying up with us around the campfire. Eventually everyone else got sleepy and I could tell she was into me. After everyone else went to sleep, we headed back to my tent and fucked bareback. She told me not to cum inside her because she didn't want any more kids (she was probably in her 40s). I pulled out and came on her ass.

After we finished up, she took off, gave me her number and said to call if I'm ever near by.

I had previously been in a monogamous relationship for 15 years, so casual sex with strangers wasn't something I was familiar with. Turns out, like a lot of guys, I will fuck pretty much any woman
 
A couple of TV gangbangs, adult theatres, stroking two cocks at once, helping a woman suck cocks, spanked in public by A TV with the whole club watching, having a line up of people groping and spanking my arse when I was bent over a wooden frame...

Being monogamous is my preference, however.
 
I was out with my husband and kids, was wearing a tanktop and caught whiff of booze and saw this guy who looked either homeless or just way off the wagon, his eyes went from half open to unblinking as he stared down my top at my tits, he looked about ready to motorboat me, a few seconds later he was gone but I was suddenly very horny, I thought about that creep later when I was making love to my husband.
 
I was out with my husband and kids, was wearing a tanktop and caught whiff of booze and saw this guy who looked either homeless or just way off the wagon, his eyes went from half open to unblinking as he stared down my top at my tits, he looked about ready to motorboat me, a few seconds later he was gone but I was suddenly very horny, I thought about that creep later when I was making love to my husband.
Getting a little kinky are we? :)
 
I was out with my husband and kids, was wearing a tanktop and caught whiff of booze and saw this guy who looked either homeless or just way off the wagon, his eyes went from half open to unblinking as he stared down my top at my tits, he looked about ready to motorboat me, a few seconds later he was gone but I was suddenly very horny, I thought about that creep later when I was making love to my husband.
Funny how some things can be triggers... ;)
 
For me it was when I wrote and accepted my first author cameo into an erotic story. My avatar is a wealthy entertainment mogul with his own nightclub and several hot female friends with benefits. Would I love to be that guy even though it’s impossible for the real me? The moment I realized and accepted the answer is yes was the moment I embraced my inner slut. If anyone cares, my first chronological author cameo was in “The Rendezvous Ch. 5”. The first story where I fully accepted the role was “Passion Ch. 2.” Links in sig. Almost twenty years, significant polyamory research, and a lot of life experience later, the hopes remain the same. :)

I have sexual relations experiences like others here, too, but they didn’t play as big a role as my acceptance of my inner self.
 
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