I wish I knew when/where your slut lunches would be in advance...
Even Teri and I don't know where we will be going until we get there.
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I wish I knew when/where your slut lunches would be in advance...
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If anyone here is interested, I can give an update after Wednesday night.
Here's a little kinky story I'm ABOUT TO experience...
I have been giving private tutoring to a kid for a few years now. His Mom is hot, and I've often fantasized about her - checking out what she's wearing as she greeted and paid me. Always smiling. Always sexy looking.
I've flirted with her gently over the years, being careful not to push too far (she's appeared a happily married mother of 3).
She took me aside a few weeks ago to explain that her husband moved out and they're separated. I've been very sympathetic to her, having been through just such drama of my own recently. But after awhile, I must admit it hasn’t taken long for the private text messages between us to become more and more suggestive.
Well, the other night I invited her out. It is her first 'date' in over 20 years. We went to a bar where we had a few cocktails, walked along the beach, went to a concert (where we drank a little more), and came back to my loft. Throughout the night I'd been kissing her, holding her hand, holding her. What a lovely night...
Long story short, we didn’t have sex. Well, not intercourse. She stopped me, explaining she wasn’t ready. I completely honor this, of course. But she let me suck those lovely breasts I've been noticing for years...and I finger fucked her...and she ran her hand up and down on my very hard shaft.
Today she texted me. She is ready.
I would be satisfied having felt up my student's attractive Mom. But if she's ready to fuck her son's teacher, I can give her the first new cock she's had in decades.
If anyone here is interested, I can give an update after Wednesday night.
And yes...I slid my cock into the lovely, glamorous, well-to-do wife/Mom and gave her her first good fucking in awhile...twice...And she sucked the cum right out of me! Great night...
Back in my wild college days, I was lusting after a seriously hot guy. He was tall dark and handsome. Unfortunately, he was a frat boy and I didn't run in those circles...so he didn't know I was alive. I had two classes with him (sophmore history and sophmore english) but he was always surrounded by his buddies. I tried giving him "the look" but to no avail.
When one of the little sisters of his frat, who happened to be my roommate, invited me to a party at his house, I knew I had a shot. I dressed in a short skirt, thong, no stockings, and a low cut top, no bra. I went to the BORING party and quickly spotted him, once again surrounded by his buddies. I positioned myself so that he was directly across from me, half a room away. I was sitting in a straight chair and he was on a couch. I kept crossing and uncrossing my legs until I finally caught his attention, then I parted my legs slightly, and ran my hand up my inner thigh. I saw the expression on his face change. I had his attention.
The room was crowded, but everyone was doing their own thing and I was sitting at a table, which provided some cover. But at that point, I wanted that boy so bad, I didn't really care who noticed. Every time there was a clear line of vision between he and I, I would part my legs, show him my little black thong, touch my nipples (which were obviously hard through the material of my top), or run my hands up my legs. He kept trying to carry on a conversation with his friends, but I noticed he tried to casually shift around on the couch. I knew he had an erection and that got me even more excited.
After a while of teasing him, I got up and went to the restroom. When I got back out, he had moved and was standing in the hallway between the common area and the bathrooms. He was looking for me! I started to walk past him, but stopped, trailed my hand under his nose, and then stuck something in his pocket. I'd taken off my panties in the restroom and he had an unmistakable scent wafting up from his shirt pocket.
I casually walked outside, knowing he would follow me. I led him to the side of the house, to an alley between theirs and another frat house. I walked slowly and carefully, and he caught me with ease. It was all a blur as he grabbed my wrist, whirled me around and pressed me roughly against the wall.
"Think you're going to be a cock tease and then walk away? This is exactly what you've been going for" he said.
Of course, I had never had any intention of walking away...and he was right about my intentions. My plan was working perfectly!!!
He kissed me hard and I heard his zipper. As soon as my hand wrapped around his cock, his fingers found my wet slit. We touched, stroked and caressed each other for only a few moments as our tongues dueled.
"I can't wait," I remember him saying. I assured him that I was in no mood to hesitate myself!
My skirt was pushed up, his leg pushing mine futher apart. Somehow, a condom appeared and I slipped it onto his dick. My cunt was so wet, he entered me in one plunge. I wrapped my legs and arms around him and he fucked me hard and fast. He was surprised by his orgasm, I could tell. His gasp was one of shock, before his groan of pleasure took over. After a moment to come back to earth, and with his still hard cock inside me, he reached down in between our bodies and found my clit. He breathed heavy into my neck and didn't thrust anymore. Just the feeling of him inside me, combined with the gentle rubbing he was giving my clit, was enough. I screamed out as I came.
He lowered me back down and my skirt fell back over my hips. My knees trembled as he bent down to kiss me once more. He turned to walk back into the house, but turned back to me after a few steps. He took my panties out of his shirt pocket and sniffed them deeply. Then he smiled at me and said "and I'm keeping these!" before putting them back in his pocket and continuing into the house.
We fucked one other time, but it wasn't nearly as hot as in the alleyway. I moved on. But that memory always gets me excited.
And yes...I slid my cock into the lovely, glamorous, well-to-do wife/Mom and gave her her first good fucking in awhile...twice...And she sucked the cum right out of me! Great night...

And yes...I slid my cock into the lovely, glamorous, well-to-do wife/Mom and gave her her first good fucking in awhile...twice...And she sucked the cum right out of me! Great night...
Hello
I'm new here
My name is Renee and I'm living in LA
And I guess I would say I am a slut, lol
My fave thing to do is to satisfy multiple men at the same time. I love being in the middle of a room stripping my clothes off and having several sets of eyes watching my every move, anticipating what part of my skin they will see next. Their dicks getting hard knowing that soon they will be able to use my body in every way they want.
So as far as sluttiest is concerned....
Take your pick.
Either the times when I would get tied to a table and fucked over the course of a night by countless men or the time my dad asked me to be the entertainment for a special client party he was having. My dad knows I'm a slut so it didnt suprise him that 4 of his clients had me naked right there in front of him.
Ohhhh myy !! This sounded just as enjoyable for you ... as it was for her ... not once but twice no less ??!! Me .... being a wife and mother who's been with the same man for over 11 years can't relate to the above but i sure can simply close my eyes and ummmmm ...,......... fantasize !!
Yeah.. I think that qualifies as sluttyLast week (the 29th) my husband celebrated his birthday. The first part of his gift was a day being pampered by my lover Teri and my niece Jena. He enjoyed the pampering for the entire day. The second part of my gift to him was me, a total role reversal. I would be his slave for twenty-four hours with no limitations as to what he was allow to do without any form of retribution. For the day Billy-boy would be Sir William.
The beginning was easy enough. Kneeling before Sir William, I held a crystal vase for my to urinate and when he was finished, I had to bathe away the remaining golden pearls with my mouth. Then, setting the vase aside, I opened my mouth for his cock. He was gentle at first. He held my head between his hands and pushed only the end of his cock in my mouth, allowing me to set my limits, but as soon as he had a full erection, his gentle manner disappeared. He filled his fists with my hair and fucked my mouth, my throat....choking me with his cock; smacking my face with his belly. And when he came, he deprived me of the reward of taste his cum by cum in my throat.
He kept his cock in my mouth until it softened, then he pulled it out soft but still big and slapped my face with it. He attached a dog collar around my neck and leather cuffs around my wrists and ankles, then sent me to fetch his breakfast Teri and Jena had prepared for him. After he had eaten, we went into the bathroom where I bathed him in the shower, massaging the lather into his flesh. I knelt near by while he rinsed the soap from himself. As he started to towel off, he sent me to fetch the vase from the bedroom.
"In the shower! On your knees!" he ordered as he took the vase from me. I knelt on the tiled floor with the pain shooting through my knees, trembling some as he raised the vase above my head, then slowly poured the entire contents over me. Soaking my hair, my face, by body with his early morning urine....very strong smelling urine. Then he left me there soaked with his piss and in pain from kneeling on the hard tiles. He left me for nearly an hour before he ordered me to shower and prepare myself for the next phase of domination.
I'll write about it later or tomorrow if anyone is interested.
You go, girls! I don't have any problem telling my stories either, so here's one:
Just goes to prove that you can be slutty anywhere! Having seen your photos, Elaine, I always assumed you and your hubby had an open marriage. I guess that sort of proves what happens when one assumes.