Your sluttiest moment.......

Last night Max (Maxine) and I put on a show for everyone. As usual, I was naked but wearing black patent leather pumps with three inch heels and black fishnet stockings held up by a black garter belt. Max was fully dressed, as a boy: slacks, dress shirt and tie and a sports jacket; boxer shorts, argyle socks and oxford shoes. She was also wearing a strap-on beneath her trousers.

We entered the room dancing to a slow tune, rubbing against each other in a manner Aunt Claire called "dry fucking." When the tune stopped we embraced and kissed. It was a long, passionate kiss with a lot of tongue, and as we kissed, we continued to rub bellies. Eventually the kiss ended and I slowly lowered myself to my knees before Max.

I unzipped her trousers. I reached inside and worked her strap-on into the open. I licked the head of the plastic cock. I took the end of it between my lips, then I leaned my head forward, taking the dildo into my mouth, down my throat. I gagged. Max laughed softly, then she ease the strap-on back, allowing me to breath for a moment before pushing it back into my throat.

After a few thrust. Max let me set my own pace, and as I continued to suck her cock, she started to undress, tossing her jacket aside and then her tie and shirt showing off her beautiful breasts, full and soft and with hard nipples. Very feminine breasts belying the cock thrusting through her fly. "Enough!" she spat the word as she shoved me away, sending me sprawling on my back with my legs spread showing everyone my wet pussy.

A moment later she was kneeling between my legs, leaning forward to push her strap-on into my hungry cunt. She drove into me with one thrust. It felt as she were trying to push the strap-on through my body. She withdrew slowly and then drove back into me. She did it again and again and again. I came. I screamed and moaned and thrashed about as wave after wave of roaring pleasure surged through me.

For a second or two everything was spinning around me, and when things settled down, Mad was fully naked straddling my head on her knees. He pussy was coming toward me. I covered her entire cunt with my mouth and sucked as I worked her clit with my tongue. Her juices flowed over my face as she came.

When Max got off me, two men took her place....one was fucking me and the other was feeding his cock into my mouth and down my throat. But that's another story.....
 
I was ging to call you a star hotncmom, but that would not be right, as you are so much more than that.
You are a fucking supernova!!!!!

Keep them coming pLEASE, I love your posts. :kiss::kiss::kiss:

Well Thanks. I got a little wigged out by looking my trade show escapades. I am one of those conservative mom types that recently discovered my depravity thanks to the Nasty Man. I never imagined that in such a short time, I'd rack up some numbers like that! I admit though. I get horny as hell on the road!

I am pretty well behaved at home. Well wait a minute let me think...

Here at my secret location, I have hooked up with few Craig listers, my AFF men, Chatroom, and one night stands and boyfriends.

I am freaking myself out now. I'm gonna go to time out now.

2005 - I haven't been to Dallas in a while, just passing throught DFW airport.

I tried to get laid in Austin and San Antonio but was too chicken to go through with it! That was when I was a REALLY good girl.
 
Yup...I'm a trade show slut. Who knew???

The important thing is, you're having fun! I've been a trade show slut, too, when I worked for Givenchy. There are more of us around than some might think! ;) A couple of weeks ago I was an NBA slut during the Finals. Now I'm not sure which 'cause' I'll fuck for! LMAO

Love your stories, btw. :rose:

~Tori
 
Last night Max (Maxine) and I put on a show for everyone. As usual, I was naked but wearing black patent leather pumps with three inch heels and black fishnet stockings held up by a black garter belt. Max was fully dressed, as a boy: slacks, dress shirt and tie and a sports jacket; boxer shorts, argyle socks and oxford shoes. She was also wearing a strap-on beneath her trousers.

We entered the room dancing to a slow tune, rubbing against each other in a manner Aunt Claire called "dry fucking." When the tune stopped we embraced and kissed. It was a long, passionate kiss with a lot of tongue, and as we kissed, we continued to rub bellies. Eventually the kiss ended and I slowly lowered myself to my knees before Max.

I unzipped her trousers. I reached inside and worked her strap-on into the open. I licked the head of the plastic cock. I took the end of it between my lips, then I leaned my head forward, taking the dildo into my mouth, down my throat. I gagged. Max laughed softly, then she ease the strap-on back, allowing me to breath for a moment before pushing it back into my throat.

After a few thrust. Max let me set my own pace, and as I continued to suck her cock, she started to undress, tossing her jacket aside and then her tie and shirt showing off her beautiful breasts, full and soft and with hard nipples. Very feminine breasts belying the cock thrusting through her fly. "Enough!" she spat the word as she shoved me away, sending me sprawling on my back with my legs spread showing everyone my wet pussy.

A moment later she was kneeling between my legs, leaning forward to push her strap-on into my hungry cunt. She drove into me with one thrust. It felt as she were trying to push the strap-on through my body. She withdrew slowly and then drove back into me. She did it again and again and again. I came. I screamed and moaned and thrashed about as wave after wave of roaring pleasure surged through me.

For a second or two everything was spinning around me, and when things settled down, Mad was fully naked straddling my head on her knees. He pussy was coming toward me. I covered her entire cunt with my mouth and sucked as I worked her clit with my tongue. Her juices flowed over my face as she came.

When Max got off me, two men took her place....one was fucking me and the other was feeding his cock into my mouth and down my throat. But that's another story.....

jena, you are one sexy girl... i wish i could have been there to help ;)
 
The important thing is, you're having fun! I've been a trade show slut, too, when I worked for Givenchy. There are more of us around than some might think! ;) A couple of weeks ago I was an NBA slut during the Finals. Now I'm not sure which 'cause' I'll fuck for! LMAO

Love your stories, btw. :rose:

~Tori

You should simply fuck for your own pleasure and if anyone else gets their jollies, good for them.

Jena
 
Damn! I have been going to the wrong conventions all these years! The only ladies that I ran into at my conventions were either very stuck up ( saving 'it' for the super rich) or they were very very expensive. I can't stand either one !!!
Sorry--I'd rather go beat off than have to put up with a snobbish bitch or pay one too much money for nothing.
 
Sure!!! Jump on in here and post it sweetheart!!! I LOVE a good slutty story!!

Ok.

My friend works at this office right. So he called me up today and ask if I wanted to get lunch with him. I wasn't up to anything so I agreed. I didn't know he had his own office. He had bought left over pasta with chicken, ham, mince meat lot of stuff. So we eat around his desk, he has a very big desk. So we got talking and I told him how it had always been a fantasy of mine to fuck in an office on a desk. Which is true it had always been on my to do list. So he just jumped on me. He had so much pasion. I've fucked him before a couple of times and he has an amazing cock but this fuck session has to go in my top ten. We fuck on his desk for two hours. All the time we had in private. I felt like a pornstar while he was fucking me so dirty I felt.

Pixie :heart:
 
That was a very good slutty moment honey, well, maybe not a moment, maybe a bunch of moments!!! Congrats on getting to do one of your top priority "to do"s! That is important too. Very good story baby!!:kiss:
 
You should simply fuck for your own pleasure and if anyone else gets their jollies, good for them.

Jena, I like the way you think! (and if they DON'T get their jollies, I'm not doing something right! ;))

I know I've already told my sluttiest moment but I've got another one.

Can I tell it please?

Sure, we can have lots of 'sluttiest moments'! Myself, I seem to always be trying to top my last! Good moment, btw!:rose:

Sorry--I'd rather go beat off than have to put up with a snobbish bitch or pay one too much money for nothing.

To quote 'someone' ... the best moments in life are free! Guess that means slutty moments, too? :D

~Tori
 
My lover Teri and I had a sluts lunch. We have had many, and for the most part they are the same, but today's was a bit different. As usual, we wore short skirts and t-shirts....no bras; no panties. We went to a cocktail lounge where a lot of businessmen and women drink their lunch. We flash them from time to time and share an occasional passionate kiss. We never pay for drinks and many business cards are left with the hostess for us.

Today, one of the men came to our table (booth) and asked he might join us. At first I was going to say no, but the turned-on look in Teri's eyes as she gazed at the erection straining at the front of the guy's trousers changed my mind. I invited him to sit between us. Stumbling, nearly falling into the booth, he sat between us. He butt had barely settle on the leatherette bench, when Teri had his zipper open and her hand inside his trousers.

When she worked the cock into the open, it was as big or even bigger than my husband's and Billy has one of the longest, thickest cocks I've ever seen. Teri clasped it with both hands. She gave it a couple of squeezes, then she started to stroke it. I was kissing him. Pushing my tongue as far into his mouth as I could. He moaned, and there was no doubting he was coming. I pulled away from our kiss and lowered my head to his lap, getting his cock head between my lips just in time to receive a mouthful of cum.

Teri had barely gotten his cock back inside his trousers when he jumped to his feet and ran into the men's room. For a moment, whhile Teri and I shared a cum filled kiss, there was a dead silence in the lounge until an explosion of applause ended it. Then the hostess was standing by the table. "That was very interesting and very entertaining, but don't do it again." She said. "Next time take him into the rest room."
 
My lover Teri and I had a sluts lunch. We have had many, and for the most part they are the same, but today's was a bit different. As usual, we wore short skirts and t-shirts....no bras; no panties. We went to a cocktail lounge where a lot of businessmen and women drink their lunch. We flash them from time to time and share an occasional passionate kiss. We never pay for drinks and many business cards are left with the hostess for us.

Today, one of the men came to our table (booth) and asked he might join us. At first I was going to say no, but the turned-on look in Teri's eyes as she gazed at the erection straining at the front of the guy's trousers changed my mind. I invited him to sit between us. Stumbling, nearly falling into the booth, he sat between us. He butt had barely settle on the leatherette bench, when Teri had his zipper open and her hand inside his trousers.

When she worked the cock into the open, it was as big or even bigger than my husband's and Billy has one of the longest, thickest cocks I've ever seen. Teri clasped it with both hands. She gave it a couple of squeezes, then she started to stroke it. I was kissing him. Pushing my tongue as far into his mouth as I could. He moaned, and there was no doubting he was coming. I pulled away from our kiss and lowered my head to his lap, getting his cock head between my lips just in time to receive a mouthful of cum.

Teri had barely gotten his cock back inside his trousers when he jumped to his feet and ran into the men's room. For a moment, whhile Teri and I shared a cum filled kiss, there was a dead silence in the lounge until an explosion of applause ended it. Then the hostess was standing by the table. "That was very interesting and very entertaining, but don't do it again." She said. "Next time take him into the rest room."

so fucking hot! i love hearing all of your slutty stories... i wish i could have been there to share that kiss with you...
 
sounds like something i would do. wasn't he nervous?

i bet yuo and her were superfine. do you think he jacked off in the men's room?
 
I like to think he did, but I'd also be disappointed. His cum was delicious.

was it now?

id love to be there in the middle of a lady c sandwich. maybe one sitting in my lap, facing away from me, my cock in her. kissing the other while she played with the one in my lap's clit. id have one hand on the one i was kissing, playing with her clit, and the other on the boobs of the one in my lap. that would be nice.
 
yet another filthy memory of mine:

A good friend of mine and I were inseperable...so when she was badge-chasing, I'd be right there in the passenger seat. While we waited for the current police officer she was interested in to join us...another police car carrying a stranger pulled up to deliver a message to her. He inquired who I was and told her to meet up with his shift-mates once they got off duty-and to bring me.

So we obliged. After a few drinks in the city park she stated that she was ready to go. Officer C said he'd bring me home-b/c we were having a lot of fun. Later that night/early morning he dropped me off at home with plans to go out later that night, once his shift ended.

I guess he couldn't wait that long b/c he showed up at my home in his cruiser. Since it was dark out-and no one would see us, we decided it would be fun to fuck on the car. So he bent me over the hood of his cop car, while on duty, and fucked the hell out of me. Uncomfortable, but worth the experience...
 
Cop love is always good! I love making it with men in uniform. We had the police show up at one of our parties, because of the nerdy neighbor on the same floor getting his panties in a bunch over the music we were playing. :( Dan (my f-i-l, an ex-cop and now P.I.) knew the guys, and invited them in for a drink. They said they couldn't drink on duty, but when the one saw that I was serving in only an apron and thong, he told Dan he might have to "interrogate" me, just to make sure he could file a proper report. Dan told him to take me into the bedroom.

Long story short: After some intense "interrogation" (involving, of course, a strip-search) I succumbed to Jeff's line of questioning, and admitted I'd turned the volume up when the neighbor first complained. He administered a last lingering kiss, suited up, and went back on duty, telling Dan that the city was safe for the moment! LOL

It took me 10 minutes just to get myself out of bed after that one!

(BTW: have you ever done a lifeguard? OMG... makes me want to "drown" every time I go out surfing! ;))

~Tori
 
My most recent of a lifetime of slutty moments occurred last night. We were hosting a party, and to get things started, I decided to put on a show with three men....my husband Billy; my brother Kenny and Miss David, a lovely young cross dresser with perfect little implanted breasts, a lovely female figure and as manly a cock as one can imagine.

I've posted many times that I was adverse to being buggered, but last night, for the sake of giving my guest a good show, I set my dislike aside, lubed my anus very well, and had Kenny lie on his back with his erection standing tall. I sat on on it. (It hurt a bit, but not as much as Billy's longer and thicker cock.) I sat slowly, easing inch after inch into my tight hole until my buttocks rested on Kenny's belly, then I lay back on him and spread my legs for Billy. As he pushed into my pussy, he whispered: "I can feel Kenny's cock. It's throbbing!"

This was no surprise to me. I could feel every pulse of Kenny's cock stretching my sphincter, and as Billy's cock pushed into me, it had begun to pulse faster and I had my first orgasm. It wasn't going to be very long before he came too. I had to hurry. I pulled Miss David onto me and took his cock between my lips. It butted the back of my mouth and slid into my throat, deep into my throat. As he enjoyed the spasms of my gag reflex, Miss David said giggling girlishly: "Your husband is licking my asshole!" Then he started to fuck my mouth, my throat, his rhythm matching Billy's.

Kenny was the first to come, his cock jerking my asshole wider as his cum spurted into me. Next to come was Miss David, filling my mouth to overflowing with cum. I swallowed most, but some drooled out between my lips and his cock. When Miss David moved away, Billy licked up the cum I had been unable to swallow, then he came, and as his cum spurted into my pussy, my second orgasm surged through me.
 
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