Real life keeps getting in the way but, despite the delay, I'm still eager to carry on telling you how I got to this state of really wishing to be a proper - instead of part-time -slut.
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I'd left you hanging after detailing how I met my dirty lover and master, and how I was about to start pleasuring strangers. Here's how it began. And yes, that fuzzy picture to the left is from the day in question.
For a long time, we had been sharing some deep & dirty fantasies with each other, but the one that turned us both on was mine about being caught having sex in a public place by an older stranger and then beckoning him over.
The more we talked about it, the more it turned us on, so one night we decided to place an ad on a swinging site. Needless to say, the offer of a free blowjob from a 25 year old blonde attracted a lot of interest from older men (that I had specifically requested) and it was hard to narrow down so many replies. Eventually, I settled for a guy who was 50, was very polite and and seemed very keen. I was also quite excited that he had offered to abstain from sex with his other half to save his cum for me instead.
I e-mailed him numerous times and agreed on a plan. He was to meet us at a public place but not make contact. He would follow us to where I would get a good licking and a hard fucking with him watching us closely. At my signal, he was to come over to get his cock sucked while I was still being fucked. Once creamed at one end, I would concentrate on sucking this guy off and swallow all he had to offer. He was very gracious to allow us to take a mobile phone pic of the event in action, and that is very much viewed by us to this day. You're the first in the wider world to see it.
The day came (August 2005) with me purposely dressing to look young in a yellow skirt and white summery top. I was nervous as hell but we headed to the rendezvous as planned. We knew what car to expect and he was there as promised. Walking off to a pre-planned place, he followed at a discreet distance before we got down to business. I was especially horny that day and although we had a signal that we had discussed as to when we would both be ready for him to come over, I was so very turned on that plans went out the window and I called him before my man expected it. I think that surprised him somewhat, especially when I began sucking off the cock of a stranger that we had never met before, while my dirty man was still fucking me. I remember, at one point, twisting my head - cock still on my tongue - to see my lover's head bumping into this guy's thigh while my lips were firmly fixed around a 50 year old stranger's cock. I can't describe how very filthy I felt at that moment. Suffice to say, it was damn good!
My now hubby obviously didn't last too long and, once he had filled me with hot seed, pulled away to watch the scene. I know he was probably enjoying the sight, but nothing compared with what I was experiencing. God how horny was it! Hubby struggled to pull his trousers up as my lips went back and forth on this guy's hard shaft. We'd already asked if it was OK to take a pic of this dirty meeting so while he was recovering, master took a pic on my mobile of his newly-born dirty slut girl sucking off an older married man's cock (the pic above). Not only did he have his impressive meat buried in my mouth but he was also playing with my tits and stroking my hair. I had only met him 10 minutes before, we hadn't spoken, but I was his filthy plaything!
He seemed close to coming at one point but then must have wanted to hold on longer as he calmed himself down, pulling back with a low groan. After more hard sucking from me, he withdrew his again and started wanking himself off right in my face. I watched, fascinated, for a minute before wrapping my lips round his sensitive bell end to help him out. I felt such a dirty bitch, and loved myself for it!
It didn't take him long and soon he was coming in my mouth, much to my excitement. I didn't just swallow his load, but also moaned in enjoyment as he unloaded a huge amount down my throat. Well, I say down my throat, but in reality, it collected in my mouth so quickly I had to take it in steps. I counted that I swallowed three times.
Once I had taken all I thought he could give, he shuddered and pulled his cock out of my mouth as if too tender for any more. Then he did something I won't ever forget. He squeezed his shaft from the base to the tip, forcing a small teardrop of cum from the end. Thrusting his hips forward, he silently ordered me to clean it up for him. I did so, knowing deep inside that this was the last action of a man who had used me for just one purpose. To be his cum depository.
A part of my fantasy was that I didn't want him to talk to me before during or after. I wanted to feel utterly used by a stranger. He followed this to the letter, as once he had come in my mouth, he simply zipped himself up and walked off. I felt totally abused; completely dirty; a whore ... which I wanted and which of course I damn well was!
On the way back we stopped at a country pub for lunch, where I initially couldn't quite believe what I'd done! I had a large glass of wine and nodded enthusiastically every time hubby suggested that I was a dirty whore. You should have seen the size of my smile while this fact was pointed out to me.
I felt like this was something I was born for. Being treated as a cum dump for men was such a thrill, I needed more.
In days to come, we fucked like rabbits remembering this experience, but were still locked into a real world which frowned upon such things, so stalled a bit in pushing it further. My master would talk about plans he had for me but, although I was gagging for more, opportunities were scarce and I was so in love with this man that I didn't want to go too quick in case I lost him.
I now know this was a silly worry, and that I missed out on many months of fucking time as a result. But things were to change dramatically once I made the step from meeting fleeting strangers, to spending a night with a guy for an entire night in a hotel.
He was to fuck me, fill me, and take pics to prove it for my master at home. He did so very well, too.
That's for next time.![]()
For a long time, we had been sharing some deep & dirty fantasies with each other, but the one that turned us both on was mine about being caught having sex in a public place by an older stranger and then beckoning him over.
The more we talked about it, the more it turned us on, so one night we decided to place an ad on a swinging site. Needless to say, the offer of a free blowjob from a 25 year old blonde attracted a lot of interest from older men (that I had specifically requested) and it was hard to narrow down so many replies. Eventually, I settled for a guy who was 50, was very polite and and seemed very keen. I was also quite excited that he had offered to abstain from sex with his other half to save his cum for me instead.
I e-mailed him numerous times and agreed on a plan. He was to meet us at a public place but not make contact. He would follow us to where I would get a good licking and a hard fucking with him watching us closely. At my signal, he was to come over to get his cock sucked while I was still being fucked. Once creamed at one end, I would concentrate on sucking this guy off and swallow all he had to offer. He was very gracious to allow us to take a mobile phone pic of the event in action, and that is very much viewed by us to this day. You're the first in the wider world to see it.
The day came (August 2005) with me purposely dressing to look young in a yellow skirt and white summery top. I was nervous as hell but we headed to the rendezvous as planned. We knew what car to expect and he was there as promised. Walking off to a pre-planned place, he followed at a discreet distance before we got down to business. I was especially horny that day and although we had a signal that we had discussed as to when we would both be ready for him to come over, I was so very turned on that plans went out the window and I called him before my man expected it. I think that surprised him somewhat, especially when I began sucking off the cock of a stranger that we had never met before, while my dirty man was still fucking me. I remember, at one point, twisting my head - cock still on my tongue - to see my lover's head bumping into this guy's thigh while my lips were firmly fixed around a 50 year old stranger's cock. I can't describe how very filthy I felt at that moment. Suffice to say, it was damn good!
My now hubby obviously didn't last too long and, once he had filled me with hot seed, pulled away to watch the scene. I know he was probably enjoying the sight, but nothing compared with what I was experiencing. God how horny was it! Hubby struggled to pull his trousers up as my lips went back and forth on this guy's hard shaft. We'd already asked if it was OK to take a pic of this dirty meeting so while he was recovering, master took a pic on my mobile of his newly-born dirty slut girl sucking off an older married man's cock (the pic above). Not only did he have his impressive meat buried in my mouth but he was also playing with my tits and stroking my hair. I had only met him 10 minutes before, we hadn't spoken, but I was his filthy plaything!
He seemed close to coming at one point but then must have wanted to hold on longer as he calmed himself down, pulling back with a low groan. After more hard sucking from me, he withdrew his again and started wanking himself off right in my face. I watched, fascinated, for a minute before wrapping my lips round his sensitive bell end to help him out. I felt such a dirty bitch, and loved myself for it!
It didn't take him long and soon he was coming in my mouth, much to my excitement. I didn't just swallow his load, but also moaned in enjoyment as he unloaded a huge amount down my throat. Well, I say down my throat, but in reality, it collected in my mouth so quickly I had to take it in steps. I counted that I swallowed three times.
Once I had taken all I thought he could give, he shuddered and pulled his cock out of my mouth as if too tender for any more. Then he did something I won't ever forget. He squeezed his shaft from the base to the tip, forcing a small teardrop of cum from the end. Thrusting his hips forward, he silently ordered me to clean it up for him. I did so, knowing deep inside that this was the last action of a man who had used me for just one purpose. To be his cum depository.
A part of my fantasy was that I didn't want him to talk to me before during or after. I wanted to feel utterly used by a stranger. He followed this to the letter, as once he had come in my mouth, he simply zipped himself up and walked off. I felt totally abused; completely dirty; a whore ... which I wanted and which of course I damn well was!
On the way back we stopped at a country pub for lunch, where I initially couldn't quite believe what I'd done! I had a large glass of wine and nodded enthusiastically every time hubby suggested that I was a dirty whore. You should have seen the size of my smile while this fact was pointed out to me.
I felt like this was something I was born for. Being treated as a cum dump for men was such a thrill, I needed more.
In days to come, we fucked like rabbits remembering this experience, but were still locked into a real world which frowned upon such things, so stalled a bit in pushing it further. My master would talk about plans he had for me but, although I was gagging for more, opportunities were scarce and I was so in love with this man that I didn't want to go too quick in case I lost him.
I now know this was a silly worry, and that I missed out on many months of fucking time as a result. But things were to change dramatically once I made the step from meeting fleeting strangers, to spending a night with a guy for an entire night in a hotel.
He was to fuck me, fill me, and take pics to prove it for my master at home. He did so very well, too.
That's for next time.
