My husband Chris thinks I've always been the religious, simple sexed woman he now knows. He genuinely believes I'm a good natured born again Christian, one who has only ever had two loves, him and Jesus Christ.
What he doesn't know is, just before I met him which was at the age of twenty five, I was the biggest slut around.
There was nothing I wouldn't do sexually to get off. I've licked, sucked and fucked with over forty different men and a few women. All of whom knew I loved sex hard and dirty. I made no excuses for my debauched behaviour back then and expected each person I had sex with to fuck or lick me to multiple orgasms. I was so insatiable, I often had men telling me they couldn't keep up with my sexual appetite. It was at those times I'd ask them to phone other men they'd know, ones who would want to fuck a slut.
Many a time I'd have two men fucking my pussy and asshole at the same time. And during those occasions I'd often insist on being doubley penetrated in my asshole, which never failed to have me climaxing multiple times.
If I have reason to be confessing, other than the obvious, then it's because I'm getting all those old feelings back. The ones which had me sometimes begging to be fucked. In the past two months I've had three different men try and chat me up. Each has seen the change in me since I've returned to my daily exercise routine at the gym and at home. And with each one of them, I very nearly succumbed to their suggestions of sex. Sex I knew within myself, I'd become a slut for them.