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Anything Goes
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Straight Female / 38
Sex Is My Hobby
I was sixteen when I first had sex and from the start realised I wanted to explore and enjoy it to the full.
I had multiple boyfriends and often more than one at a time but it was when I was twenty three a guy asked me to a swingers party. That first time we stayed mostly together though having people watch me have sex was such a turn on.
Over the next couple of visits I quickly went from being watched to being centre of attention, having a couple of guys 121 per night to being taken by several in on go.
When that boyfriend and I split up I found another club and stated to attend almost weekly. Being single but getting all the sex (cock) I needed.
One night I was riding a guy on a sofa with another fucking my ass. We had two or three watching us when this tall guy I hadn’t seen before stood behind the sofa with the most beautiful cock and asked so politely would I like to suck whilst being fucked.
I smiled, nodded, and began to blow him whilst still being dp’d. It felt so good in my mouth but I still heard him apologise to the guy beneath me when his balls appeared alongside that guys face.
For the next hour I found myself totally focused on him and ended up 121 cumming all over his gorgeous cock.
Later, when taking a break and grabbing a water he introduced himself formally and I laughed because he had already fucked my mouth, pussy and ass by then. He walked me to my car and we swapped numbers to meet up for a drink.
That was the start of Josh and I. We moved in together quickly and for the last nine years had the most fantastic life, including continuing to swing. The last two years Josh was not well and passed last winter.
Last night I went to our regular club for the first time in months, and the love I felt from our mutual friends has overwhelmed me. I felt Josh’s approval as some of those men closest to us took it in turns to move into me and more gently fuck me than usual. Wives and girlfriends hugged and kissed me, constantly stroking my skin to reassure me all was good.
This morning I’ve stayed in bed, our bed, alternating between tears and smiles as I recall last night and know how much Josh would have enjoyed his “slut” having sex for fun again.
I had multiple boyfriends and often more than one at a time but it was when I was twenty three a guy asked me to a swingers party. That first time we stayed mostly together though having people watch me have sex was such a turn on.
Over the next couple of visits I quickly went from being watched to being centre of attention, having a couple of guys 121 per night to being taken by several in on go.
When that boyfriend and I split up I found another club and stated to attend almost weekly. Being single but getting all the sex (cock) I needed.
One night I was riding a guy on a sofa with another fucking my ass. We had two or three watching us when this tall guy I hadn’t seen before stood behind the sofa with the most beautiful cock and asked so politely would I like to suck whilst being fucked.
I smiled, nodded, and began to blow him whilst still being dp’d. It felt so good in my mouth but I still heard him apologise to the guy beneath me when his balls appeared alongside that guys face.
For the next hour I found myself totally focused on him and ended up 121 cumming all over his gorgeous cock.
Later, when taking a break and grabbing a water he introduced himself formally and I laughed because he had already fucked my mouth, pussy and ass by then. He walked me to my car and we swapped numbers to meet up for a drink.
That was the start of Josh and I. We moved in together quickly and for the last nine years had the most fantastic life, including continuing to swing. The last two years Josh was not well and passed last winter.
Last night I went to our regular club for the first time in months, and the love I felt from our mutual friends has overwhelmed me. I felt Josh’s approval as some of those men closest to us took it in turns to move into me and more gently fuck me than usual. Wives and girlfriends hugged and kissed me, constantly stroking my skin to reassure me all was good.
This morning I’ve stayed in bed, our bed, alternating between tears and smiles as I recall last night and know how much Josh would have enjoyed his “slut” having sex for fun again.
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