Sluttiest Day

[Yukon Cornelius]

I'm a big fan of the "sluttiest moment" and "kinkiest thing you've done threads," and in the spirit of those threads, I have a new question.

Tell us about your sluttiest day. A day you had more than one partner. Was it a group encounter, or did you have multiple meet ups in one day? Did the other party or parties know you had been busy that day? Let's here some details.

 

[DewMee]

One day I was at work when I got my pussy fingered under the table in the meeting room by a visiting executive. Later at lunch we fucked in his car. Later after work I fucked two other guys I was drinking with before midnight. They didn’t know about each other either. But that wasn’t my sluttiest day. That would have to be the day I went up to a guys room after drinking with him on a Saturday afternoon, then I left his room after he was passed out, and I met some guys in the elevator who were going to a party in another room, and I fucked all eight of them within 24 hours. That is the sluttiest day I can remember anyway…

Wait.. there was the day I was the star in an ametuer porn movie....

 

[FullmoonSwitch]

One day I was at work when I got my pussy fingered under the table in the meeting room by a visiting executive. Later at lunch we fucked in his car. Later after work I fucked two other guys I was drinking with before midnight. They didn’t know about each other either. But that wasn’t my sluttiest day. That would have to be the day I went up to a guys room after drinking with him on a Saturday afternoon, then I left his room after he was passed out, and I met some guys in the elevator who were going to a party in another room, and I fucked all eight of them within 24 hours. That is the sluttiest day I can remember anyway…

Wait.. there was the day I was the star in an ametuer porn movie....

Okay, now how can anyone follow that entry

 

[cullowheekid]

after a friends party i got a handjob in my friends bed. he was asleep with his girlfriend. I think his brother might have been in the bed too....

 

[lucklucky77]

One sluttiest day was when i was fucked at my desk by a co- worker, and then 2 hours later my fiancé was fucking me

 

[Cinner]

Okay, now how can anyone follow that entry

I was thinking the same thing...

 

[BongoGal]

I have no sordid tales of multiple partners, and I don't think of myself as slutty, but I have had a few experiences that might qualify. The 'sluttiest' of these, I guess, happened on the night that my flight home from Chicago was canceled, and the airline put me up for the night in a hotel at the airport. At the bar that evening, I decided that I most certainly would like to get laid that night, so I set my sights on finding a guy to have some fun with. I spotted a young fellow who looked about 21 (about ten years my junior at the time) who seemed to suit my purposes, and I went to work at picking him up. I sat next to him at the bar and started chatting. He was in the same boat as I was (from a different plane, though), and he had a room of his own. He was tall and sort of nerdy, and he was rather shy, so I had to be a bit aggressive in my advances lest he chicken out of making any advances of his own. He jumped slightly when my leg brushed his and stayed there, and he stuttered a bit when my hand rested on his thigh after a laugh. Massaging that thigh a little, I suggested that we pay our bills and check out the honor bar in his room. On the way to his room, I could see him trying to hide his erection, but when we got there I made sure that I found it. I playfully cupped it through his pants and said, "What's this?" He apologized, but I made it clear that no apology was necessary when I unbuttoned, unzipped, and dropped his pants. While he stood there, I dropped to my knees and gave him what I'd call a terrific blowjob. He was even better endowed than I had hoped, and I soon had him blowing his load right down my throat. His knees nearly buckled as he came.

I told him that it was his turn and that he should return the favor. I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the panties down from under my skirt. He seemed very unsure of what to do, and he stammered that he had never done anything like this before. That's when I knew I had a virgin on my hands and that I'd have to walk him through this. I stood up and slowly undressed until I was down to nothing but a bra, and I let him take that off. I had to grab his hands and make him feel my boobs and squeeze my nipples. I reached down and felt that he was as stiff as a board again, so I pulled him down to the bed with me. After a quick pause to grab a condom, I put it on him, and had him get on top of me as I lay on my back. I positioned him where I wanted and let him go to town. The combination of his recent ejaculation and the fresh addition of the condom left him quite ready to last and last. I was enjoying myself tremendously, and I came shudderingly. He stopped, but I insisted that he keep going as I flipped over and let him do me from behind. I showed him how to rub my clit as he fucked me, and I soon came again. He was still rock hard after all this, so I had him get on his back, and I mounted him. Determined to make him come, I fucked him with all the intensity I could muster. Oddly enough, he didn't come until I pinched one of his nipples. He let out a loud moan, and I rubbed my clit as he came and made myself come along with him.

I collapsed in an exhausted heap next to him and just laid there as sexually satisfied as I had ever been. After ten (twenty?) minutes, I heard him beginning to snore, so I got up and put my blouse and skirt back on, pushed my bra in my purse, and tossed my panties (now feeling cold and damp) onto his travel bag. I slipped out of his room without waking him and went to mine a few floors down. There I showered and then went to bed with a very naughty smile on my face.

We never even found out each other's names, and I never saw him again.

 

[Cinner]

I have no sordid tales of multiple partners, and I don't think of myself as slutty, but I have had a few experiences that might qualify. The 'sluttiest' of these, I guess, happened on the night that my flight home from Chicago was canceled, and the airline put me up for the night in a hotel at the airport. At the bar that evening, I decided that I most certainly would like to get laid that night, so I set my sights on finding a guy to have some fun with. I spotted a young fellow who looked about 21 (about ten years my junior at the time) who seemed to suit my purposes, and I went to work at picking him up. I sat next to him at the bar and started chatting. He was in the same boat as I was (from a different plane, though), and he had a room of his own. He was tall and sort of nerdy, and he was rather shy, so I had to be a bit aggressive in my advances lest he chicken out of making any advances of his own. He jumped slightly when my leg brushed his and stayed there, and he stuttered a bit when my hand rested on his thigh after a laugh. Massaging that thigh a little, I suggested that we pay our bills and check out the honor bar in his room. On the way to his room, I could see him trying to hide his erection, but when we got there I made sure that I found it. I playfully cupped it through his pants and said, "What's this?" He apologized, but I made it clear that no apology was necessary when I unbuttoned, unzipped, and dropped his pants. While he stood there, I dropped to my knees and gave him what I'd call a terrific blowjob. He was even better endowed than I had hoped, and I soon had him blowing his load right down my throat. His knees nearly buckled as he came.

I told him that it was his turn and that he should return the favor. I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the panties down from under my skirt. He seemed very unsure of what to do, and he stammered that he had never done anything like this before. That's when I knew I had a virgin on my hands and that I'd have to walk him through this. I stood up and slowly undressed until I was down to nothing but a bra, and I let him take that off. I had to grab his hands and make him feel my boobs and squeeze my nipples. I reached down and felt that he was as stiff as a board again, so I pulled him down to the bed with me. After a quick pause to grab a condom, I put it on him, and had him get on top of me as I lay on my back. I positioned him where I wanted and let him go to town. The combination of his recent ejaculation and the fresh addition of the condom left him quite ready to last and last. I was enjoying myself tremendously, and I came shudderingly. He stopped, but I insisted that he keep going as I flipped over and let him do me from behind. I showed him how to rub my clit as he fucked me, and I soon came again. He was still rock hard after all this, so I had him get on his back, and I mounted him. Determined to make him come, I fucked him with all the intensity I could muster. Oddly enough, he didn't come until I pinched one of his nipples. He let out a loud moan, and I rubbed my clit as he came and made myself come along with him.

I collapsed in an exhausted heap next to him and just laid there as sexually satisfied as I had ever been. After ten (twenty?) minutes, I heard him beginning to snore, so I got up and put my blouse and skirt back on, pushed my bra in my purse, and tossed my panties (now feeling cold and damp) onto his travel bag. I slipped out of his room without waking him and went to mine a few floors down. There I showered and then went to bed with a very naughty smile on my face.

We never even found out each other's names, and I never saw him again.

I bow down to you lady!

 

[rycat25]

Very cool

I have no sordid tales of multiple partners, and I don't think of myself as slutty, but I have had a few experiences that might qualify. The 'sluttiest' of these, I guess, happened on the night that my flight home from Chicago was canceled, and the airline put me up for the night in a hotel at the airport. At the bar that evening, I decided that I most certainly would like to get laid that night, so I set my sights on finding a guy to have some fun with. I spotted a young fellow who looked about 21 (about ten years my junior at the time) who seemed to suit my purposes, and I went to work at picking him up. I sat next to him at the bar and started chatting. He was in the same boat as I was (from a different plane, though), and he had a room of his own. He was tall and sort of nerdy, and he was rather shy, so I had to be a bit aggressive in my advances lest he chicken out of making any advances of his own. He jumped slightly when my leg brushed his and stayed there, and he stuttered a bit when my hand rested on his thigh after a laugh. Massaging that thigh a little, I suggested that we pay our bills and check out the honor bar in his room. On the way to his room, I could see him trying to hide his erection, but when we got there I made sure that I found it. I playfully cupped it through his pants and said, "What's this?" He apologized, but I made it clear that no apology was necessary when I unbuttoned, unzipped, and dropped his pants. While he stood there, I dropped to my knees and gave him what I'd call a terrific blowjob. He was even better endowed than I had hoped, and I soon had him blowing his load right down my throat. His knees nearly buckled as he came.

I told him that it was his turn and that he should return the favor. I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the panties down from under my skirt. He seemed very unsure of what to do, and he stammered that he had never done anything like this before. That's when I knew I had a virgin on my hands and that I'd have to walk him through this. I stood up and slowly undressed until I was down to nothing but a bra, and I let him take that off. I had to grab his hands and make him feel my boobs and squeeze my nipples. I reached down and felt that he was as stiff as a board again, so I pulled him down to the bed with me. After a quick pause to grab a condom, I put it on him, and had him get on top of me as I lay on my back. I positioned him where I wanted and let him go to town. The combination of his recent ejaculation and the fresh addition of the condom left him quite ready to last and last. I was enjoying myself tremendously, and I came shudderingly. He stopped, but I insisted that he keep going as I flipped over and let him do me from behind. I showed him how to rub my clit as he fucked me, and I soon came again. He was still rock hard after all this, so I had him get on his back, and I mounted him. Determined to make him come, I fucked him with all the intensity I could muster. Oddly enough, he didn't come until I pinched one of his nipples. He let out a loud moan, and I rubbed my clit as he came and made myself come along with him.

I collapsed in an exhausted heap next to him and just laid there as sexually satisfied as I had ever been. After ten (twenty?) minutes, I heard him beginning to snore, so I got up and put my blouse and skirt back on, pushed my bra in my purse, and tossed my panties (now feeling cold and damp) onto his travel bag. I slipped out of his room without waking him and went to mine a few floors down. There I showered and then went to bed with a very naughty smile on my face.

We never even found out each other's names, and I never saw him again.

That was impressive. If ever I get caught in a unscheduled layover I want it to be in the same airport bar as you.

 

[cliteatingman]

Call me the next time your flight is cancelled!

I have no sordid tales of multiple partners, and I don't think of myself as slutty, but I have had a few experiences that might qualify. The 'sluttiest' of these, I guess, happened on the night that my flight home from Chicago was canceled, and the airline put me up for the night in a hotel at the airport. At the bar that evening, I decided that I most certainly would like to get laid that night, so I set my sights on finding a guy to have some fun with. I spotted a young fellow who looked about 21 (about ten years my junior at the time) who seemed to suit my purposes, and I went to work at picking him up. I sat next to him at the bar and started chatting. He was in the same boat as I was (from a different plane, though), and he had a room of his own. He was tall and sort of nerdy, and he was rather shy, so I had to be a bit aggressive in my advances lest he chicken out of making any advances of his own. He jumped slightly when my leg brushed his and stayed there, and he stuttered a bit when my hand rested on his thigh after a laugh. Massaging that thigh a little, I suggested that we pay our bills and check out the honor bar in his room. On the way to his room, I could see him trying to hide his erection, but when we got there I made sure that I found it. I playfully cupped it through his pants and said, "What's this?" He apologized, but I made it clear that no apology was necessary when I unbuttoned, unzipped, and dropped his pants. While he stood there, I dropped to my knees and gave him what I'd call a terrific blowjob. He was even better endowed than I had hoped, and I soon had him blowing his load right down my throat. His knees nearly buckled as he came.

I told him that it was his turn and that he should return the favor. I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the panties down from under my skirt. He seemed very unsure of what to do, and he stammered that he had never done anything like this before. That's when I knew I had a virgin on my hands and that I'd have to walk him through this. I stood up and slowly undressed until I was down to nothing but a bra, and I let him take that off. I had to grab his hands and make him feel my boobs and squeeze my nipples. I reached down and felt that he was as stiff as a board again, so I pulled him down to the bed with me. After a quick pause to grab a condom, I put it on him, and had him get on top of me as I lay on my back. I positioned him where I wanted and let him go to town. The combination of his recent ejaculation and the fresh addition of the condom left him quite ready to last and last. I was enjoying myself tremendously, and I came shudderingly. He stopped, but I insisted that he keep going as I flipped over and let him do me from behind. I showed him how to rub my clit as he fucked me, and I soon came again. He was still rock hard after all this, so I had him get on his back, and I mounted him. Determined to make him come, I fucked him with all the intensity I could muster. Oddly enough, he didn't come until I pinched one of his nipples. He let out a loud moan, and I rubbed my clit as he came and made myself come along with him.

I collapsed in an exhausted heap next to him and just laid there as sexually satisfied as I had ever been. After ten (twenty?) minutes, I heard him beginning to snore, so I got up and put my blouse and skirt back on, pushed my bra in my purse, and tossed my panties (now feeling cold and damp) onto his travel bag. I slipped out of his room without waking him and went to mine a few floors down. There I showered and then went to bed with a very naughty smile on my face.

We never even found out each other's names, and I never saw him again.

 

[Orion777]

Love that story, Bongogal... I think I'll just camp out in the airport until you show up again.

With my luck, it'll be the wrong airport.

 

[Marlaluvnit]

My sluttiest day would have to be last Saturday night.
My husband set me up to "entertain" at a bachelor party of 15 hot cocks, and I took them all at once..... but didn't finish there. Thay then took me out to a hot club, and while I was dancing on a VERY crowded dancefloor, I felt two pair of hands rubbing my ass and tits. Since I wasn't wearing anything under my short, loose skirt, I ended up with one in front fucking my dripping wet pussy, while the other slipped into my ass from behind.
30 to 40 people watched as I fucked my way through the whole club that night, then we went back to the hotel to fuck the original 15 cocks at the party again!
Hot, hot, hot, and I'm looking forward to doing it all over again!
Yes, I am a slut... and love it!!
Love and licks,
Marla