How I Achieved the Pinnacle of Slutdom with Roller Skating Injuries an a UTI (Part 1)

It was a crisp, cloudy Fall Monday morning in the Upper Midwest, and I (F44) woke up in the boutique hotel room feeling a lot of discomfort.

Sadly it wasn’t soreness from all the fucking I did the day before but from the fall I took at a kids birthday party at the roller rink attempting a crossover turn.

On top of the knee twist pain and bruising, I realized I felt a constant burning sensation in my urethra. Then I remembered. “Fuck! I diddled my pink after playing up in his stink yesterday!” The timing couldn’t have been worse. My slutty ass had big plans for the evening.

I’m probably more, ahem, progressive, than your average middle aged married mom. I have not one, but two quality friends-with-benefits in my collection.

And both of these guys can fuuuuuck.

Minnesota Mike aka MNM (M38) was there in the hotel room with me that morning. It was his pretty cock I’d been riding at the time I made the terrible awful decision to move my right index finger from his taint directly to my clit.

Despite all my whines about my aches and pains, I could tell MNM was super excited.

This is because I woke up to a text from my other stud FWB, Braddy McDaddy aka McDaddy (M49) confirming his ETA to the city.

What both MNM and I had wanted for a long ass time was finally about to go down.

McDaddy arrived in the city that afternoon and the two of us caught up over drinks while MNM went to a work meeting.

By this time in the day the UTI had me pissing fire every 5 minutes. I was slamming cranberry vodkas and water but getting no relief except for a nice numbing effect on both of my injured knees.

“What do you want to happen tonight with me and MNM?” McDaddy asked.

Fortunately both were well acquainted with my squirt-gasms, so I knew the inevitable golden showers from the simultaneous deep dicking and the UTI wasn’t going to deter either of them.

“I want to do some spit roasting and then get DP’d” I replied rather self-assuredly.

Around that time McDaddy also mentioned that he brought his “bag of dicks” for me to use on both him and MNM.

Now, I was no stranger to pegging but I was starting to worry about my brokedown body and if it would hold up through all of these debaucherous acts.

An hour or so later, McDaddy and I were sufficiently buzzed, and all the cranberry juice was starting to give me hope.

But it was now time to move to a different bar to meet up with MNM.

At that point my two FWBs had not yet met in person, and, although I assured McDaddy that MNM was not the territorial type, I could sense that McDaddy was still pretty nervous. The IPAs he was drinking were flowing like water.

McDaddy and I walked a couple blocks to a new, more lively watering hole and ordered another round while we waited for MNM to join us. At that time the reality that I would soon have two dicks in me was starting to sink in. I was nervous and giddy at the same time!

“Fuck I wish I were at 100% right now!” was looping in my brain.

I eyed MNM’s cute nerdy self walk in and beckoned him to our table. As he sat down I noticed he smelled extra nice and I knew he must have wanted to make a good first impression on the silver fox, McDaddy.

Introductions were made and the three of us settled into a fun and comfortable conversation. Despite their different personality types, inside I was confident this experience was going to be a success.

The drinks and banter continued to flow with ease thanks in large part to our sassy, exotically attractive server (whom we did try to lure to our event but failed miserably).

After some heavy appetizers and countless rounds of drinks, I was more than ready, mentally at least, to move this party back to the hotel.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/yw00vk/how_i_achieved_the_pinnacle_of_slutdom_with