Great site! My husband doesn't know it but he married a slut. I've been a slut since I was 14. My first time was with the guy next door whose kids I used to babysit. It was a regular thing with him for awhile. He was great because he would never tell and he used to give me money afterwards plus it was a great feeling at the time getting that kind of attention from an older married man.

By the time I was 17 I was hooking up with different guys regularly. I was kind of the class skank. I kept it up right through college, at least until I dropped out, and right up til I got engaged. I worked my way through every place I ever worked and most of the bars and clubs I hung at.

I've had sex with men of all ages, races, nationalities, socioeconomic levels and temperaments. I've been with terrified virgins, ridiculous momma's boys, rich assholes, poor assholes, nice black guys, racist black guys, racist white guys, jealous white guys, country boys, urban boys, business men, blue collar guys, stupid guys, smart guys, weird Asian guys, mean Asian guys, exciting guys, boring guys, guys who couldn't get it up, guys who couldn't cum, marathon guys, 2 pump chump guys, single guys, married guys, engaged guys, a gay guy, a blind guy, guys who thought I was a hooker, guys who licked my toes, guys who licked my asshole, guys with huge dicks, guys with small dicks, guys with average dicks and a few with micro-dicks, cut & uncut, guys with only one ball, a crazy black midget in Florida, a tour guide in Philly, a "talent scout" in NYC, three ex-Marines (at the same time) in Boston, Christian guys, Jewish guys, Muslim guys, Atheists, Agnostics, nuts, end of the world wackos, a convicted murderer, guys who only wanted head, guys who refused head, guys who trembled at the sight of my pussy, guys who abused my pussy, guys who insulted me while they were fucking me, guys who said they were in love with me while they were fucking me, guys who threw me out after they were done fucking me, guys who ignored me forever after, guys who only talk to me when they want sex, and guys I've run into who I have no recollection whatsoever of having fucked, I've fucked more cops than I can remember, more criminals than I'll admit, guys wouldn't wouldn't stop eating me and guys who refused to eat me, guys who were disappointed if I was shaved, guys who were disappointed when I was shaved, and a guy who once shaved me and said he was keeping my bush as a trophy.

I'd had sex of one kind or another in more places than I can remember. My car, his car, vans, parks, beaches with and without a blanket, stairways, under stairways, schools, offices, basements, attics, restaurant kitchens, a walk-in fridge, clubs, bars, alleys behind bars, sheds, a dumpster, a storage container, a train, several planes, a glacier, a cliff, a cruise ship, a leaky row boat, a church, a police station, a Frat house, a lab, a hotel room, ballroom and hallway, and a whole bunch of other places.

I've used sex to pay the rent, get rides to the airport, get help moving, dinner, rides home, a place to stay, as thank yous to people who were nice to me, as fuck yous to people who were not, to get good grades, to keep from getting in trouble, to get out of traffic tickets, to avoid talking about difficult subjects, to break up my friends relationship with a total asshole, to get tickets to a concert, to piss off my father, to piss off my friends, to piss off my brother, to prove a point, to win a bet, to help someone else win a bet, to win an argument, by accident, by surprise, after pursuing it for weeks, five minutes after meeting someone, because I was bored, because I was hungry, and sometimes just because.

I've had sex when I was drunk, when I was asleep, when I was lost, when I was scared, when I was angry, when I was lonely, when was despondent, when I was happy, when I was not interested, when I was manipulated, when I was frustrated, when I was conned, when I was used and when I was loved.

I've had two real relationships. One was a matter of convenience and lasted a year and I screwed around constantly. The other is with the man I married who is a much older guy who I love dearly. My husband is only aware of my previous real relationship and thinks I'm somewhat inexperienced in sexual matters. I've done nothing to dispel that notion.

We've been together for three years and married for eleven months and I'm starting to get the itch. So far I've been a good little girl.