So how did a good Christian girlie from suburban middle England get to this point in life?
The point where I've probably sucked more cock and fucked more men than I could even try and remember. One of my pals asked me that very question the other night over several bottles of wine and I tried to work it out.
I'm 35 now and lost my cherry when I was 16. There's 20 years of dick right there. But it isn't *quite* that simple. I got married for the first time when I was 20 (yeah, yeah - too young) and in the 5 years that lasted literally slept with my husband and two other blokes (one night stands). Three cocks in five years - arrgghh!! Age 16-20 was just me finding my way and I only fucked my husband to be and four other boyfriends and flings.
When my marriage ended (he was too controlling and aggressive) I went a bit mental. I was 25, single and ready to mingle. I was off out partying every, single weekend dressed in not alot more than high heels, stockings and skimpy little outfits and getting as much cock as I needed. This lifestyle isn't that sustainable long term though and after three years and maybe 200 different men, I fell for a guy from work and thought we were heading for marriage and babies and a mortgage. He was lovely in every way but after three years I just needed something else. I went to a colleagues leaving party one night and finished up fucking two black guys in the hotel that we were all at. I totally loved being a little white slut for those BBCs and knew then that I couldn't be in a conventional relationship.
I was 31 and single (again) and fucking like my life depended on it again. I'd gone online to various places like Facebook and Fabswingers and met a few great guys who knew the score from the off. I had four gorgeous men to choose from whenever I needed a night out and some cock and it worked really well for a couple of years.
One of those men is now my husband. He knows everything about how I am and my history and actively encourages me to dress how I want and fuck whoever I fancy. He accepts me for who I am and that's why I'm happier now that I've ever been.
Oh, the final estimate on men I've fucked?
We reckoned around 300 but who knows. Wish I'd kept a journal!!
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