Ladies, what's the sluttiest night you've had

Sluttiest night ever? When I was still at high school going to a party and getting drunk and then letting myself be fucked by at least ten guys with others fingering me as well.

I also was too tired and too confused to prevent my big black taxi driver on the way home fucking me too.

Godddd...I LOVE all your slutty stories! :rose:
 
I have bipolar disorder, and have a drastically increased libido during hypomanic periods. These periods are also characterized by general thrill-seeking, feelings of euphoria, and excessive self-confidence and outgoingness. The mood shifts are rapid and affected by my menstrual cycle. So my hypomanic periods tend to coincide with when I'm ovulating.

Add all this together, and about 1 week per month I'm a bitch in heat. Scratching the itch just makes the itch worse. It usually starts with compulsive masturbation, then leads to exhibitionism, and then culminates in an anonymous sex binge. Finally I'll reach the point of physical and sexual exhaustion. Then I'll feel depressed and hungover for about a week and have no interest in sex at all. Then I'll be normal for the next two weeks, and then the itch will come back.

It's hard to pick a sluttiest night, but I'll pick an interesting one from a few years ago. I was living at my parents house for the summer when I was waiting to take possession of a new house. They live on a lake, and I spent a lot of afternoons sunbathing out on the dock. The boats that occupied the lake during this time of day were usually filled with teen-aged boys who were water skiing, tubing, and kneeboarding. They would whistle at me when they drove by, I would wave, and that was that.

Until one day when my hypersexuality flared up and I decided to sunbath topless while reading a trashy story on my iPad. Turned on by the story, my hand found its way inside my bikini bottoms. My hope was that a boat of guys would notice me and make a move, and that's exactly what happened. A boat with 5 high school aged looking guys (I'm sure they were all 18-year-old seniors) motored over to my dock and invited me to go boating with them. They were all shirtless, tan, and fit. I hopped in. I left my top behind, and pretended it was perfectly normal and unremarkable that I was topless. They did the same thing. I did bring my iPad with me. I was hoping they would ask me what I was reading because that would be a good way to move things in the direction I wanted them to go. After some chit-chat, they eventually did ask. I acted shy and embarrassed, and made them coax it out of me. Finally I gave them my iPad and let them see for themselves.

The title of the story really gave away its contents. It was something unsubtle like "Frat House Gangbang". So there I am, half naked in a boat with 5 half naked high school boys who know that just minutes ago I was masturbating to the thought of having sex with multiple guys at once. It didn't take long for things to escalate from there. First they teased me, reading aloud some of the more obscene sections from the story and asking me if this scenario or that scenario turned me on. I pretended to be super embarrassed, but admitted they did. A couple of the older boys got brave. They sat on either side of me and started groping and kissing me. I responded by rubbing both of their crotches at the same time. The driver of the boat took us down a cove for some privacy, and I'm sure you can guess the rest.
 
I have bipolar disorder, and have a drastically increased libido during hypomanic periods. These periods are also characterized by general thrill-seeking, feelings of euphoria, and excessive self-confidence and outgoingness. The mood shifts are rapid and affected by my menstrual cycle. So my hypomanic periods tend to coincide with when I'm ovulating.

Add all this together, and about 1 week per month I'm a bitch in heat. Scratching the itch just makes the itch worse. It usually starts with compulsive masturbation, then leads to exhibitionism, and then culminates in an anonymous sex binge. Finally I'll reach the point of physical and sexual exhaustion. Then I'll feel depressed and hungover for about a week and have no interest in sex at all. Then I'll be normal for the next two weeks, and then the itch will come back.

Yep, this is my life too. Glad I'm not the only girl out there :heart:
 
Mmmm I like that idea ;)

Okay, so round 2...
I was seeing this guy at the time who knew I liked being humiliated and enjoyed doing it to me. So one night he dressed me in this tiny black skirt that just went past my ass cheeks with no panties. He wrote all over my tits and stomach "Slut" and "whore" and "loves cock". On the inside if my thighs he drew a cock on one and wrote fuck me with an arrow pointing up my skirt on the other. Then he wrote on my back "cock goes in here too" with an arrow pointing to my ass. He made me wear a sheer white blouse and no bra so you could see everything. Then took me out on the town to clubs and bars. I was definitely the center of attention that night and he even let three or four guys fuck me in the men's bathroom. They always had to cum on my tits though and he never let me wash up so I was a mess at the end of the night.


Round 3...
Ahh this actually may be my favorite.. I was out slutting it up with some friends at this one dive bar in the town we grew up in. A bachelor party came through though and I instantly recognized my old history teacher in high school. He had been probably in his mid thirties when he was my teacher my sophomore year so was now probably pushing forty/45. He went to the bar to grab some drinks so I went up too, wanting to talk with him, I had always thought he was handsome. We chatted at the bar and he bought me a drink. I told him about how I was now a teacher and everything. I could see he was having a hard time keeping eye contact cause his eyes kept wandering down to my ample cleavage spilling out my shirt. I stepped up my flirting/slut game, touching his arm, confessing that I always thought he was hot, licking my lips. He asked if I wanted to step out to talk privately so we went out to the alley way and instantly he had me pinned against the brick wall, kissing me and his hands traveling across my body. He popped my tits out of my shirt and sucked them and finger fucked me. He wouldn't fuck me though. Later I found out it was actually his bachelor party and he got married like the week afterwards.

I vote #2, I like how it's '3 or 4 guys'... very slutty when you can't keep count! Bravo!
 
Dollie

Mmmm yes I love getting finger fucked, it does feel much sluttier for that exact reason.
Dollie--------- I've had so many slutty nights and days.
To make this easy as much as my husband begged most of our long married life to swap or just get fucked I wouldn't. So instead I got my boobs played with and finger fucked by so many different men we can't begin to know the amount.
Now that I'm much older and do fuck other friends I can agree getting fingered is much nastier and wilder than getting fucked. After all, they can see everything as they do it.
 
Dollie

Yep, this is my life too. Glad I'm not the only girl out there :heart:
Our youngest son, adopted, dated and lived with a thin cute girl with bipolar disorder. It was like two different girls at different times.
She finally left him and took a bus from where we lived in Florida to become a stripper in Myrtle Beach. She was in and out of jail, raped, robbed, and more. Finally our son drove up and got her. In a short time she was back living with another man or more.
Eventually our son gave up and never heard from Ch. again. At that time I didn't understand. Yet my mom and older sister were nymphos. Very late in my life I became a nympho too but my husband keeps me under control the best he can. At my age I can stop. When younger I feared this and held back.

I have so many slutty memories we could write a book and that's why we joined.
 
I have bipolar disorder, and have a drastically increased libido during hypomanic periods. These periods are also characterized by general thrill-seeking, feelings of euphoria, and excessive self-confidence and outgoingness. The mood shifts are rapid and affected by my menstrual cycle. So my hypomanic periods tend to coincide with when I'm ovulating.

Add all this together, and about 1 week per month I'm a bitch in heat. Scratching the itch just makes the itch worse. It usually starts with compulsive masturbation, then leads to exhibitionism, and then culminates in an anonymous sex binge. Finally I'll reach the point of physical and sexual exhaustion. Then I'll feel depressed and hungover for about a week and have no interest in sex at all. Then I'll be normal for the next two weeks, and then the itch will come back.

It's hard to pick a sluttiest night, but I'll pick an interesting one from a few years ago. I was living at my parents house for the summer when I was waiting to take possession of a new house. They live on a lake, and I spent a lot of afternoons sunbathing out on the dock. The boats that occupied the lake during this time of day were usually filled with teen-aged boys who were water skiing, tubing, and kneeboarding. They would whistle at me when they drove by, I would wave, and that was that.

Until one day when my hypersexuality flared up and I decided to sunbath topless while reading a trashy story on my iPad. Turned on by the story, my hand found its way inside my bikini bottoms. My hope was that a boat of guys would notice me and make a move, and that's exactly what happened. A boat with 5 high school aged looking guys (I'm sure they were all 18-year-old seniors) motored over to my dock and invited me to go boating with them. They were all shirtless, tan, and fit. I hopped in. I left my top behind, and pretended it was perfectly normal and unremarkable that I was topless. They did the same thing. I did bring my iPad with me. I was hoping they would ask me what I was reading because that would be a good way to move things in the direction I wanted them to go. After some chit-chat, they eventually did ask. I acted shy and embarrassed, and made them coax it out of me. Finally I gave them my iPad and let them see for themselves.

The title of the story really gave away its contents. It was something unsubtle like "Frat House Gangbang". So there I am, half naked in a boat with 5 half naked high school boys who know that just minutes ago I was masturbating to the thought of having sex with multiple guys at once. It didn't take long for things to escalate from there. First they teased me, reading aloud some of the more obscene sections from the story and asking me if this scenario or that scenario turned me on. I pretended to be super embarrassed, but admitted they did. A couple of the older boys got brave. They sat on either side of me and started groping and kissing me. I responded by rubbing both of their crotches at the same time. The driver of the boat took us down a cove for some privacy, and I'm sure you can guess the rest.


love that story
 
My wife went to her sister's pre-divorce party. She told me that a "few" women performed fellatio on the male strippers and that two women had actual intercourse (and without protection, they were so drunk!). Then her sister showed me an iPhone video of some of the party, and guess who was one of the women who gave head? Yep, my wife, and the guy came on her breasts since she had exposed them. Unbelievable. Surprisingly, I'm not really upset about it and everything is fine at home.
 
Hubby asked me this question. We went through my many slutty night and could not come up one specifically. Bachelor party in Mexico fucking groom and best man, 3 guys on a boat on the lake, stranger we picked up in Vegas, Super Bowl party fucking a married guy in the upstairs bathroom while his wife was down stairs.
 
Hubby asked me this question. We went through my many slutty night and could not come up one specifically. Bachelor party in Mexico fucking groom and best man, 3 guys on a boat on the lake, stranger we picked up in Vegas, Super Bowl party fucking a married guy in the upstairs bathroom while his wife was down stairs.

Those are all great slutty moments Del. I trust there will be many more in your future as a HotWife!
 
I've had quite a few... One that stands out was a night that I seduced my friend's son at a pool party... She still doesn't know what happened...

Stacey
 
There are no details worth repeating but I'll give you the highlights. It was my last night in Tokyo after a gruelling seven week development and training period and the manager of the unit I worked with took me out for a good time. After making the rounds of a number of clubs we went in a sex club. All the sex was on stage. We watched some dude with a dick like a horse, so what. Not my thing. My host told me they had an amateur section coming up (every other act was amateurs). On a lark, fueled by the booze, I jumped up and volunteered. I have a moderate to small dick and thought for a moment I would not be chosen, But I was a gaijin so they chose me. For the next half hour I was fucked in my mouth, by a normal sized dick, and fucked a pretty Korean girl.

The above experience stayed with me. I kicked my self for getting drunk before the experience. Maybe a year later I was in Sydney. My contract would begin in a few days so I had time to kill. Cavorting around King's Cross -- major party club and dope area in Sydney at the time -- I hit upon a sex show. The dooman assured me they asked for amateurs so I went in and volunteered. Being a Yank got me accepted. When my turn came the Tokyo experience was repeated with MMFF on stage. Had a super time and enjoyed the applause (more for my balls in getting on stage than my performance).

Come Monday a.m. I went to the company I was scheduled to work for. Met the VP of manufacturing and was escorted to the manufacturing floor and then the pick, pack ship area where I was to implement a new system. The PP&S staff were all in the conference room when I entered. As I picked up the mic. to begin my speach a few folks started clapping and then the laughter broke out. Two of the guys and one of the girls standing in front of me had been to the club when I performed. That was very embarrassing. I didn't lose the contract but I don't to this day know why not.

Why not? because in .au, mate, you're a legend!
 
After several dances, my husband and the other girl drifted off to the other side of the room for a little more private groping. I stayed out there with my guy for a couple of more dances that got more and more adventurous as we went. Now there were about 40 other people at there, some of them dancing, some sitting and chatting but it was still early in the night so most people had not yet moved to the play rooms. There were some people groping and kissing but nothing beyond that.

I am not sure what came over me, but after the song ended I took the guy’s hand and led him to the edge of the dance floor nearer the lounge. I then spun around and started some really heavy kissing. He wrapped me in his arms and started to run his hands all over me. He was such a good kisser and his hands felt so wonderful. I moved my hand between us and began to rub his hardness through his pants. Feeling him grow, I knew I wanted more. Still making out, I slowly lowered his zipper and reached into his pants. I was very pleased with what I found and wrapped my hands around his hardness. I stroked it and the sank to my knees as I withdrew it from his pants.

So here I was on my knees, in a crowded room with my hand wrapped around a man I had met just a couple of hours earlier. Nobody else in the room was engaging in sex acts but I knew that quite a few of them were watching us now. I knew my husband was watching from across the room. I looked up into the guy’s eyes as I leaned forward taking the tip into my mouth. As I did, I could taste a drop of pre-cum leak out. I took my time, sliding my mouth up and down his hardness, using my hand to caress his balls. After about five minutes of this, I felt his throbbing intensify and knew he was getting close. I urged him on and he started to spasm. I made eye contact with him as the first stream flowed down my throat. I swallowed spurt after spurt as my eyes were locked on his. As he finished, I lovingly licked him clean and put him back in his pants.

The night went on from there, but this is the part I am sharing now. I stayed in touch with the guy for a while after that and met up with him once more. Since he was a regular at the club, he told me later that a number of people had told him how lucky he was and how much they enjoyed the show.
This is exactly like a recurring dream I have of my wife giving a blowjob to a young guy at a party while all the other guests stand around watching her. This isn't a swing party, just a normal party but when the guy came in my wife's mouth everyone applauded as she swallowed his cum.
 
My sluttiest night?

We went to a adult theater. My husband had me wear just one of his tank tops, and nothing else. The place has three theaters. Two straight and one gay. We went into each theater so all the men there knew we were there. All the men gathered in the last theater we were in.

All the guys started groping me, and I got really nervous. I freaked out and told my husband I had to get out of there. He told me that we could leave, and I told him I just needed to get out for a few. So, we walked out of the theater. And we were followed by a black guy who asked if everything was okay.

I told my husband that I felt overwhelmed. He told me that if I wanted to go home that we could. I told him no. I just needed to get my head wrapped around all of what was going on. The black guy that followed us out asked me what I was most afraid of, and I told him my biggest fear was that I wouldn't be able to please all of the men. He assured me I could. And hoped I would.

The black guy reached toward my thighs and asked if he could feel me up a bit, and I said yes. He stuck two fingers in me and told me that I had a sweet pussy and that he couldn't wait to fuck me. The black guy told me I had nothing to worry about and that he would make sure I was taken care of. I told him that my husband was my body guard. The black guy told me that was okay, but tonight he was my protector. And he assured me that he'd also be the best lover I had the whole night.

I walked back into the theater with my husband and this black guy. As soon as we walked into the theater the guys surrounded me and started groping me, everywhere. The black guy told them all to step back and just wait their turn. The black guy told me to suck him and he would stand guard for me. So, I went down on him. All the other guys stood around masturbating, my husband was masturbating, too.

After I had sucked this black guy for a while he had me straddle two seats and he fucked me from behind. As this black guy fucked me, without a condom, the other guys lined up for me to suck them and the other guys lined up so that they could fuck me. My husband stood somewhere masturbating.

The black guy that was fucking me was very well sized, and he knew how to use what he had, very well. He fucked me for abut 15 minutes, came in me and pulled out. The black guy no more pulled out of me when I felt another cock go in me. It was longer but not as thick, but still felt really good.

I was sucking two or three guys at a time, and the guys were fucking me one after another. We'd gone into the theater, the second time, about 7:pM. I noticed a guy's watch after some time and realized it was almost 10:30PM. I realized I had been fucking and sucking, continuously, for three hours. I wasn't sore, but the guy's cum had run down my thighs and I was so juicy.

I looked around and the theater was still pretty full. I asked my husband how many guys had fucked me. He told me that 30 guys had already fucked me, and some had fucked me 2-3 times each. By about 12:30AM we and the black guy were the only ones left on the theater. The black guy introduced himself as Jake. We introduced ourselves, too. Jake suggested that we go to an adult place a few miles from where we were. So, I said okay.

We ended up a a Pleasures adult store. Jake rented a video booth upstairs and Jake, me and my husband went to the booth. The booth was big. Jake got the video going and said that he wanted me to fuck and suck anyone that walked into the booth. So, I said okay.

About 5 minutes later this Mexican guy walked into our booth and just pulled out his cock. I looked at Jake. Jake told me to suck the guy. And I did. As I sucked this Mexican guy, Jake told him that he could fuck me, if he wanted to. And so he did. As the Mexican guy fucked me, Jake had me suck him at the same time. The Mexican guy commented on how wet I was. Jake told him to cum in me and make me wetter. And he did. And he came in me a lot.

After the Mexican guy left, another guy walked in and I sucked him. He was a well sized white guy, maybe 30 years old. As I sucked this guy, he told Jake and my husband that he wanted to fuck my ass. I told Jake I didn't do anal. And he told the guy I did. Jake put his fingers in me and then began fingering my ass.

The 30 year old white guy got behind me and put his cock to my ass hole. Jake told the guy to enjoy and just love my ass. The guy practically forced his cock into my ass. It hurt like hell, but I didn't want to let this guy, or Jake down. I apologized to my husband. He responded, "Take his cock, baby. Let him fuck the shit out of your ass." The thirty year old guy lasted forever and finally came in my ass, a lot.

As the 30 year old guy left, he thanked Jake and left. As the last guy left the booth, two other guys walked in. One of the guys immediately bent me over and fucked me. The other guy sat in the bench so that I could suck him. Both of them came at almost the same time about 10 minutes later.

After the last two guys left, I asked Jake if he would like to come home with us. He told me that he thought I would never ask. My husband thanked Jake for everything he'd done. Jake told my husband that he could thank him in the morning. My husband looked at his watch and said that it was already morning. It was almost 2:30AM.

As we were walking down the stairs to the store, Jake told me that he wanted me to do something for him. He told me that if I wanted him to go home with us that he wanted me to suck a couple of guys we might see on the way to our house, just pull over and suck them from the car. So, I agreed to do it. My husband was so excited.

Jake left his car at the theater because we had promised to get him back to his car after we went to the other place we just left. We got about a mile from Pleasure's and Jake saw this guy walking. Jake told my husband to pull over. Jake and I were in the back seat. I was on the passenger side. When we pulled over, I asked he guy if he wanted a blow job. that's what Jake wanted me to say. The guy looked around and asked if I was serious. And I said I was.

The guy we pulled over for me to suck came in less than ten minutes, and his was thick, almost more than I could swallow. After he came in my mouth, the guy I had just sucked asked if he could feel my pussy. So, I let him. He told me that he would love to have fucked my pussy, but he was spent. I thanked him anyway and we drove off.

We got about another three miles toward our house when Jake had my husband pull over again. This time I didn't see the guy I thought Jake had seen. I asked who he wanted me to suck, and he pointed to a building. I looked at Jake and asked him what I was supposed to be seeing. Jake opened his door, walked around and opened my door and helped me get out of the back seat.

Jake walked me to the corner of the building and told me to look down. What I saw was an old man sleeping in a raggedy, torn, dirty sleeping bag, on the ground. I looked at Jake and asked what was going on. Jake told me that he loved slutty women and he thought it would be slutty, but sexy, to watch me suck off this old homeless guy.

My husband had parked the car and walked up behind me. My husband whispered for me to suck the homeless guy until he's hard and then get on top of him and fuck him. I looked at Jake, and told him that if he wasn't such a good lover I wouldn't be doing any of the things had gotten me to do.

Jake woke the old man up and told him he was in for some fun. The homeless guy looked scared. Then Jake pulled up my shirt and told the old man that my pussy was his for a while. The old guy stood up and looked around. Then this homeless guy shoved three fingers in me and tongue kissed me. He was dirty and smelly, but he was a good kisser.

The old guy dropped his pants and told me to suck him. So, I did. My husband cheered me on, and Jake told me that it was all going to be worth it. I told him it better be. I sucked this old guy for maybe a minute and he was already hard. And he was thick and pretty long. The old guy turned me around and put his dick in me. There I was standing with my tits against a wall, a homeless guy sliding his cock in me, my husband was there cheering me on, and Jake had a huge smile on his face.

I don't know if it was the angle or the position we were in, but this homeless guy felt really, really good in me. after about maybe ten minutes I came all over this homeless guy's cock. No one else had made me orgasm until them. When the homeless guy realized I was cumming, he waited until I orgasmed and then told me to suck him so he could stay hard so he could fuck me again. My husband told me to do it. So, I did.

I couldn't believe I really wanted this old homeless guy's cock in me again. He may have been homeless, but he found a home between my legs, and he was making it his. And I wanted him to. This homeless stayed hard and I really enjoyed sucking him. I kind of felt that I owed him for such a strong, fully body orgasm that not even my husband had ever given me.

The second time me and this homeless guy fucked, I was on top. As I grinded my hips on this homeless guy's cock, Jake was face fucking me. I could hear my husband say, "Oh yeah!" as Jake tried to choke me with his cock, which he was very successfully doing. I felt like I was in heaven. I had two of the best lovers I had ever been with in me at the same time. After Jake came in my mouth I bent down and tongue kissed this homeless guy, and he loved it.

As me and this homeless guy were tongue kissing, I came all over his cock again. The homeless guy had a smile on his face a mile wide. I leaned down and whispered to him that this was not the last time that he would see me or be in me. and he thanked me. I turned and looked for Jake and my husband, but, instead, I was looking at another man's cock. A pretty big one.

I looked up and saw that the owner of the cock right in front of me was old like the other homeless man. didn't see Jake or my husband and thought I better suck this guy until I know where Jake and my husband were.

This other homeless guy fucked my face like it was the last time his dick would ever be wet again. the more I gagged, the harder he fucked my mouth. And it kind of excited me that I didn't know where Jake or my husband was, I was on the side of a building, in the dark, away from the street and the only men I was sure were around were two old homeless guys. One of which had given me the two best orgasms of my entire life.

The second homeless guy had me lay down on the ground. He got between my legs and shoved his cock into me. He was very rough, but considering the circumstances, it turned me on something fierce.

The second homeless guy tongue kissed me, too. He wasn't as good as the other homeless guy, but he wasn't bad either. The second homeless guy squeezed my tits so hard I thought they'd pop. And he fucked me like he was a horse and I was a rabbit, or something. The second homeless guy lasted a long time, then he pulled out and told me to drink his cum. So, I did.

When the second homeless guy came in my mouth, I was surprised. His cum was actually sweet, almost sugary. As I was sucking this second homeless guy, I felt a familiar cock in me again. It was the first homeless guy, hard again, and in me. I hoped for a third orgasm, and it happened. Who would have thought that the best sex of my life wold happen with two older homeless guys who were old enough to be my father, maybe older.

I could barely walk after having all the guys I'd had, and the intense orgasms I had with the one homeless guy (whom I have been with numerous times since,) and I knew Jake wanted to fuck me as many time as he could before we took him back to his car. When I stood up, I mentioned that I had to pee. The second homeless guy got on his knees and told me to pee on his face. So . . . I did. And afterward he stood up and tongue kissed me.

We went home. And by 10:AM Jake and I had fucked in every position imaginable. As we drove back to the theater, I thanked Jake for a great night. Jake thanked me, too. Jake told me that I was the sluttiest woman he'd ever met, and that my husband better know how lucky he was to have me. My husband told Jake he knew how lucky he was, and that the last 12 or more hours had been incredible. I agreed.

I still have no idea how many guys came in me that night, but I do know there were a lot of them. And I also know that just because a guy may be dirty and homeless, it doesn't mean he can't be the best lover you've ever had.
 
My sluttiest night?

We went to a adult theater. My husband had me wear just one of his tank tops, and nothing else. The place has three theaters. Two straight and one gay. We went into each theater so all the men there knew we were there. All the men gathered in the last theater we were in.

All the guys started groping me, and I got really nervous. I freaked out and told my husband I had to get out of there. He told me that we could leave, and I told him I just needed to get out for a few. So, we walked out of the theater. And we were followed by a black guy who asked if everything was okay.

I told my husband that I felt overwhelmed. He told me that if I wanted to go home that we could. I told him no. I just needed to get my head wrapped around all of what was going on. The black guy that followed us out asked me what I was most afraid of, and I told him my biggest fear was that I wouldn't be able to please all of the men. He assured me I could. And hoped I would.

The black guy reached toward my thighs and asked if he could feel me up a bit, and I said yes. He stuck two fingers in me and told me that I had a sweet pussy and that he couldn't wait to fuck me. The black guy told me I had nothing to worry about and that he would make sure I was taken care of. I told him that my husband was my body guard. The black guy told me that was okay, but tonight he was my protector. And he assured me that he'd also be the best lover I had the whole night.

I walked back into the theater with my husband and this black guy. As soon as we walked into the theater the guys surrounded me and started groping me, everywhere. The black guy told them all to step back and just wait their turn. The black guy told me to suck him and he would stand guard for me. So, I went down on him. All the other guys stood around masturbating, my husband was masturbating, too.

After I had sucked this black guy for a while he had me straddle two seats and he fucked me from behind. As this black guy fucked me, without a condom, the other guys lined up for me to suck them and the other guys lined up so that they could fuck me. My husband stood somewhere masturbating.

The black guy that was fucking me was very well sized, and he knew how to use what he had, very well. He fucked me for abut 15 minutes, came in me and pulled out. The black guy no more pulled out of me when I felt another cock go in me. It was longer but not as thick, but still felt really good.

I was sucking two or three guys at a time, and the guys were fucking me one after another. We'd gone into the theater, the second time, about 7:pM. I noticed a guy's watch after some time and realized it was almost 10:30PM. I realized I had been fucking and sucking, continuously, for three hours. I wasn't sore, but the guy's cum had run down my thighs and I was so juicy.

I looked around and the theater was still pretty full. I asked my husband how many guys had fucked me. He told me that 30 guys had already fucked me, and some had fucked me 2-3 times each. By about 12:30AM we and the black guy were the only ones left on the theater. The black guy introduced himself as Jake. We introduced ourselves, too. Jake suggested that we go to an adult place a few miles from where we were. So, I said okay.

We ended up a a Pleasures adult store. Jake rented a video booth upstairs and Jake, me and my husband went to the booth. The booth was big. Jake got the video going and said that he wanted me to fuck and suck anyone that walked into the booth. So, I said okay.

About 5 minutes later this Mexican guy walked into our booth and just pulled out his cock. I looked at Jake. Jake told me to suck the guy. And I did. As I sucked this Mexican guy, Jake told him that he could fuck me, if he wanted to. And so he did. As the Mexican guy fucked me, Jake had me suck him at the same time. The Mexican guy commented on how wet I was. Jake told him to cum in me and make me wetter. And he did. And he came in me a lot.

After the Mexican guy left, another guy walked in and I sucked him. He was a well sized white guy, maybe 30 years old. As I sucked this guy, he told Jake and my husband that he wanted to fuck my ass. I told Jake I didn't do anal. And he told the guy I did. Jake put his fingers in me and then began fingering my ass.

The 30 year old white guy got behind me and put his cock to my ass hole. Jake told the guy to enjoy and just love my ass. The guy practically forced his cock into my ass. It hurt like hell, but I didn't want to let this guy, or Jake down. I apologized to my husband. He responded, "Take his cock, baby. Let him fuck the shit out of your ass." The thirty year old guy lasted forever and finally came in my ass, a lot.

As the 30 year old guy left, he thanked Jake and left. As the last guy left the booth, two other guys walked in. One of the guys immediately bent me over and fucked me. The other guy sat in the bench so that I could suck him. Both of them came at almost the same time about 10 minutes later.

After the last two guys left, I asked Jake if he would like to come home with us. He told me that he thought I would never ask. My husband thanked Jake for everything he'd done. Jake told my husband that he could thank him in the morning. My husband looked at his watch and said that it was already morning. It was almost 2:30AM.

As we were walking down the stairs to the store, Jake told me that he wanted me to do something for him. He told me that if I wanted him to go home with us that he wanted me to suck a couple of guys we might see on the way to our house, just pull over and suck them from the car. So, I agreed to do it. My husband was so excited.

Jake left his car at the theater because we had promised to get him back to his car after we went to the other place we just left. We got about a mile from Pleasure's and Jake saw this guy walking. Jake told my husband to pull over. Jake and I were in the back seat. I was on the passenger side. When we pulled over, I asked he guy if he wanted a blow job. that's what Jake wanted me to say. The guy looked around and asked if I was serious. And I said I was.

The guy we pulled over for me to suck came in less than ten minutes, and his was thick, almost more than I could swallow. After he came in my mouth, the guy I had just sucked asked if he could feel my pussy. So, I let him. He told me that he would love to have fucked my pussy, but he was spent. I thanked him anyway and we drove off.

We got about another three miles toward our house when Jake had my husband pull over again. This time I didn't see the guy I thought Jake had seen. I asked who he wanted me to suck, and he pointed to a building. I looked at Jake and asked him what I was supposed to be seeing. Jake opened his door, walked around and opened my door and helped me get out of the back seat.

Jake walked me to the corner of the building and told me to look down. What I saw was an old man sleeping in a raggedy, torn, dirty sleeping bag, on the ground. I looked at Jake and asked what was going on. Jake told me that he loved slutty women and he thought it would be slutty, but sexy, to watch me suck off this old homeless guy.

My husband had parked the car and walked up behind me. My husband whispered for me to suck the homeless guy until he's hard and then get on top of him and fuck him. I looked at Jake, and told him that if he wasn't such a good lover I wouldn't be doing any of the things had gotten me to do.

Jake woke the old man up and told him he was in for some fun. The homeless guy looked scared. Then Jake pulled up my shirt and told the old man that my pussy was his for a while. The old guy stood up and looked around. Then this homeless guy shoved three fingers in me and tongue kissed me. He was dirty and smelly, but he was a good kisser.

The old guy dropped his pants and told me to suck him. So, I did. My husband cheered me on, and Jake told me that it was all going to be worth it. I told him it better be. I sucked this old guy for maybe a minute and he was already hard. And he was thick and pretty long. The old guy turned me around and put his dick in me. There I was standing with my tits against a wall, a homeless guy sliding his cock in me, my husband was there cheering me on, and Jake had a huge smile on his face.

I don't know if it was the angle or the position we were in, but this homeless guy felt really, really good in me. after about maybe ten minutes I came all over this homeless guy's cock. No one else had made me orgasm until them. When the homeless guy realized I was cumming, he waited until I orgasmed and then told me to suck him so he could stay hard so he could fuck me again. My husband told me to do it. So, I did.

I couldn't believe I really wanted this old homeless guy's cock in me again. He may have been homeless, but he found a home between my legs, and he was making it his. And I wanted him to. This homeless stayed hard and I really enjoyed sucking him. I kind of felt that I owed him for such a strong, fully body orgasm that not even my husband had ever given me.

The second time me and this homeless guy fucked, I was on top. As I grinded my hips on this homeless guy's cock, Jake was face fucking me. I could hear my husband say, "Oh yeah!" as Jake tried to choke me with his cock, which he was very successfully doing. I felt like I was in heaven. I had two of the best lovers I had ever been with in me at the same time. After Jake came in my mouth I bent down and tongue kissed this homeless guy, and he loved it.

As me and this homeless guy were tongue kissing, I came all over his cock again. The homeless guy had a smile on his face a mile wide. I leaned down and whispered to him that this was not the last time that he would see me or be in me. and he thanked me. I turned and looked for Jake and my husband, but, instead, I was looking at another man's cock. A pretty big one.

I looked up and saw that the owner of the cock right in front of me was old like the other homeless man. didn't see Jake or my husband and thought I better suck this guy until I know where Jake and my husband were.

This other homeless guy fucked my face like it was the last time his dick would ever be wet again. the more I gagged, the harder he fucked my mouth. And it kind of excited me that I didn't know where Jake or my husband was, I was on the side of a building, in the dark, away from the street and the only men I was sure were around were two old homeless guys. One of which had given me the two best orgasms of my entire life.

The second homeless guy had me lay down on the ground. He got between my legs and shoved his cock into me. He was very rough, but considering the circumstances, it turned me on something fierce.

The second homeless guy tongue kissed me, too. He wasn't as good as the other homeless guy, but he wasn't bad either. The second homeless guy squeezed my tits so hard I thought they'd pop. And he fucked me like he was a horse and I was a rabbit, or something. The second homeless guy lasted a long time, then he pulled out and told me to drink his cum. So, I did.

When the second homeless guy came in my mouth, I was surprised. His cum was actually sweet, almost sugary. As I was sucking this second homeless guy, I felt a familiar cock in me again. It was the first homeless guy, hard again, and in me. I hoped for a third orgasm, and it happened. Who would have thought that the best sex of my life wold happen with two older homeless guys who were old enough to be my father, maybe older.

I could barely walk after having all the guys I'd had, and the intense orgasms I had with the one homeless guy (whom I have been with numerous times since,) and I knew Jake wanted to fuck me as many time as he could before we took him back to his car. When I stood up, I mentioned that I had to pee. The second homeless guy got on his knees and told me to pee on his face. So . . . I did. And afterward he stood up and tongue kissed me.

We went home. And by 10:AM Jake and I had fucked in every position imaginable. As we drove back to the theater, I thanked Jake for a great night. Jake thanked me, too. Jake told me that I was the sluttiest woman he'd ever met, and that my husband better know how lucky he was to have me. My husband told Jake he knew how lucky he was, and that the last 12 or more hours had been incredible. I agreed.

I still have no idea how many guys came in me that night, but I do know there were a lot of them. And I also know that just because a guy may be dirty and homeless, it doesn't mean he can't be the best lover you've ever had.

Ladies and gentleman, we have a winner! Thanks so much for this story!
 
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