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Sluttiest thing you have Done
I want to preface this by saying, being bad was never a “game” for me. I was very serious about my naughty behavior, mostly, because I was addicted to the “high” of bad behavior. Being bad during sex was almost more orgasmic than the sex itself. The concept of naughtiness was very important to my sickness. I wanted it BECAUSE it was wrong. Also, before I tell, I want to mention that my husband condoned/encouraged my cheating… his idea.
That said… The man I consistently cheated with at work was somewhat possessive and I guess his thoughts were that he couldn’t help me being married to someone else, but he imagined that I liked/loved his sexual ministrations more than my husband’s; a wrong idea I was not inclined to correct. He was my first “lover” and in the interest of keeping our little sexual co-op going and vigorously naughty, he always played by my rules, rules set down so that we wouldn’t get caught (he was initially prone to risky behavior... and we were just learning the cheating boundaries)… sometimes I told him “no” and he begrudgingly accepted it. Deep down, he was a gentleman. I knew his weakness, his need to posses what he could of me, and so, with the idea that I wanted/needed uncivilized, animal-hot sex without the danger of walking down dark alleys. I “needed” him to lose it… in a big way!
I cut him off for a month or so, and so had his wife (for reasons of her own), so he was desperate. I flirted, teased, upskirted and provoked until we were upstairs, hotly up against the wall and he was already very aggressive; passionate. At just the right moment, I began whispering little uncomfortable facts. I told him I was also “doing it” with another man, had been for months… I let the facts drip slowly as his anger built. Finally, when I knew he was ready, I told him the crucial detail: “… and, I’ve NEVER told him NO…. “ Another man? A guy who was allowed to do whatever his fantasies could spin into life? (and believe me, HE did! ) Brent lost it! I dropped a few of the ugly details as Brent’s anger spooled out of control, smiling despite the onslaught. He tore my bra off in the hallway (it hurt!) and gripped my slutty nipples hard in his pinch. “Min, what the hell?” I winced. He slammed me past the men’s room door… that hurt! Virtually threw me up against the counter, my head hit the mirror, my panties were torn off (they don’t just come off like in the movies!) and thrown, and while Brent lectured me breathlessly, furiously about my position as his “little slut,” I experienced the most violent, brutal cocking of my life! I admit at this point, I egged him on; “C’mon, give it to me… take it, take me back! “ He did! Angry sex at its best.
I limped from the men’s room a little bruised, sweaty, dripping without panties to catch it on the drive home. I consider the whole willful provocation my near-sluttiest act. I’m too ashamed of the sluttiest thing I did to tell it. I admit, I was an addict.
That said… The man I consistently cheated with at work was somewhat possessive and I guess his thoughts were that he couldn’t help me being married to someone else, but he imagined that I liked/loved his sexual ministrations more than my husband’s; a wrong idea I was not inclined to correct. He was my first “lover” and in the interest of keeping our little sexual co-op going and vigorously naughty, he always played by my rules, rules set down so that we wouldn’t get caught (he was initially prone to risky behavior... and we were just learning the cheating boundaries)… sometimes I told him “no” and he begrudgingly accepted it. Deep down, he was a gentleman. I knew his weakness, his need to posses what he could of me, and so, with the idea that I wanted/needed uncivilized, animal-hot sex without the danger of walking down dark alleys. I “needed” him to lose it… in a big way!
I cut him off for a month or so, and so had his wife (for reasons of her own), so he was desperate. I flirted, teased, upskirted and provoked until we were upstairs, hotly up against the wall and he was already very aggressive; passionate. At just the right moment, I began whispering little uncomfortable facts. I told him I was also “doing it” with another man, had been for months… I let the facts drip slowly as his anger built. Finally, when I knew he was ready, I told him the crucial detail: “… and, I’ve NEVER told him NO…. “ Another man? A guy who was allowed to do whatever his fantasies could spin into life? (and believe me, HE did! ) Brent lost it! I dropped a few of the ugly details as Brent’s anger spooled out of control, smiling despite the onslaught. He tore my bra off in the hallway (it hurt!) and gripped my slutty nipples hard in his pinch. “Min, what the hell?” I winced. He slammed me past the men’s room door… that hurt! Virtually threw me up against the counter, my head hit the mirror, my panties were torn off (they don’t just come off like in the movies!) and thrown, and while Brent lectured me breathlessly, furiously about my position as his “little slut,” I experienced the most violent, brutal cocking of my life! I admit at this point, I egged him on; “C’mon, give it to me… take it, take me back! “ He did! Angry sex at its best.
I limped from the men’s room a little bruised, sweaty, dripping without panties to catch it on the drive home. I consider the whole willful provocation my near-sluttiest act. I’m too ashamed of the sluttiest thing I did to tell it. I admit, I was an addict.
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Fucked 3 black guys
Do you consider that it was slutty because they were 3 black guys or just that you fucked 3 guys? Just asking
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Long story short - During college one drunken night, my girl friend and I did a strip tease show for two of our guy friends. Her and I ended up having sex with each other and we let the guys watch. We didn't really do anything with the guys, but I let them masturbate and cum on me. I felt like a total slut, but loved it.
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Hiiiii so love this topic : )
for me a night of dirty talk turned to reality, can still remember my first time getting mounted, don't know if its slutty or not, but its definatly hot : ) now i look forward to going home and having him mount me, love the feeling of his huge knot inside me : )
for me a night of dirty talk turned to reality, can still remember my first time getting mounted, don't know if its slutty or not, but its definatly hot : ) now i look forward to going home and having him mount me, love the feeling of his huge knot inside me : )
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Was a toy for 3 bikers for several days
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I gave a boy head at a party in front of about thirty other people. I got called a slut quite a few times after that. Mostly by other girls at school.
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Quote by kristiblonde
I was at a nightclub with my husband and flirting with a guy who I ended up giving a blow job to in the men's room
Of all our inventions for mass communication, pictures still speak the most universally understood language.
Walt Disney
'tis himself!
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Men used to get a label. They were called "cads" or "rakes" and other terms. Those terms have fallen out of use though. They sound like something that would have been used in the Victorian era. Of course, we've progressed since then...to a world where women bear most of the consequences of turning cads and rakes into studs.
A cad is more someone who has no concern for the feelings or well-being of others. A rake, on the other hand, is a good slut-equivalent.
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Men used to get a label. They were called "cads" or "rakes" and other terms. Those terms have fallen out of use though. They sound like something that would have been used in the Victorian era. Of course, we've progressed since then...to a world where women bear most of the consequences of turning cads and rakes into studs.
Or that man doesn't have that "Jupiter's cock".
I could show you INCREDIBLE things...
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I was at a rest stop using the restroom and surprise surprise there was a gloryhole!!! So i sucked and swallowed lol
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I was at a rest stop using the restroom and surprise surprise there was a gloryhole!!! So i sucked and swallowed lol
Nice - wish it was me!!!
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This one time I let some [redacted] in [redacted] through the [redacted] [redacted] [redacted] on my [redacted] while a water balloon was in my [redacted] while [redacted] was playing in surround sound on the original vinyl.
[Redacted] were there as well, but mainly they just [redacted] each other while the others [redacted] all over my tits.
[Redacted] were there as well, but mainly they just [redacted] each other while the others [redacted] all over my tits.
"What is the quality of your intent?" - Thurgood Marshall
"insensitive prick!" – Danielle Algo
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This one time I let some [redacted] in [redacted] through the [redacted] [redacted] [redacted] on my [redacted] while a water balloon was in my [redacted] while [redacted] was playing in surround sound on the original vinyl.
[Redacted] were there as well, but mainly they just [redacted] each other while the others [redacted] all over my tits.
Thanks for spoiling my appetite. Gross!
=== Not ALL LIVES MATTER until BLACK LIVES MATTER ===
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Thanks for spoiling my appetite. Gross!
Go [redacted] yourself!
"What is the quality of your intent?" - Thurgood Marshall
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Kinda tame compared to some, but I was fucking two guys who were roomies in college, and neither one knew I was doing the other. So I'm at their place, and the first guy is fucking me in the shower. We hear the front door open and the roommate comes in. So the first guy hides in the bathroom closet and I make like I'm just getting out of the shower. Since I'm naked, I drag the second guy into his room and fuck him for like 20 minutes. In the meantime, the first guy manages to escape back to his own room. Second guy hangs for a bit after we finish and then gets dressed and goes out to another class, and I slip back into the first guys room and fuck him for another hour or so. Pretty sure I still had some of the second guys DNA all over me when I went back to the first guy.