The story of when I was mistaken for a prostitute… [FM]

This happened just about a year ago, I was 20 and was still rebounding from my previous relationship. It was the longest relationship I’d been in before but it ended on reasonably good terms, I was just in need of more attention after it. So I actively sought out more attention.

I frequented a bar near to my flat, it was about a 20 minute walk away into town and it was one of the only bars near me that anyone actually bothered to go to, so it was usually the only option. I’d dress up in the nicest (usually sluttiest) clothes I had, do my make up as nice as I can and whether or not any of my flat mates wanted to come with me or not, I’d head off. The plan was to at least get a few free drinks out of it, a good conversation, a number and if I was really lucky (and put out) I’d end up at someone else’s place.

And FYI I always put out. What can I say I wanted attention, physically, and I knew how to get it.

The story of my sex weekend… [FMM] + [FMF]

Anyone who’s chatted through private massaging with me knows this story, but i thought it was too good to not share and I wanted to go into some more, explicit detail. I’ve also listed this as part 1 as the story was getting a bit long, the rest will come soon!

So, this actually happened almost 2 years ago now, I was 19 and my boyfriend at the time was 25. We had a pretty adventurous sex life before, but he seemed infatuated with experiencing and experimenting more. I was equally as keen to explore our sex life together as well as my own sex life.

So he had this idea, a weekend away at a hotel, where we’d stay kooked up inside for the duration of the stay and have strangers meet us for sex. I thought it seemed pretty fun as long as he could arrange it safely and without too much trouble, which was surprisingly easy online (where we met all our potential partners for the weekend).

The story of my sex weekend.. Part 4 [FMM]

(I’ll treat the first 4 paragraphs of the story as a sort of prologue, as it’s from my part 1 of the same story)

Anyone who’s chatted through private massaging with me knows this story, but i thought it was too good to not share and I wanted to go into some more, explicit detail.

So, this actually happened almost 2 years ago now, I was 19 and my boyfriend at the time was 25. We had a pretty adventurous sex life before, but he seemed infatuated with experiencing and experimenting more. I was equally as keen to explore our sex life together as well as my own sex life.

So he had this idea, a weekend away at a hotel, where we’d stay kooked up inside for the duration of the stay and have strangers meet us for sex. I thought it seemed pretty fun as long as he could arrange it safely and without too much trouble, which was surprisingly easy online (where we met all our potential partners for the weekend).

The story of my sex weekend.. Part 3 [FMF]

(I’ll treat the first 4 paragraphs of the story as a sort of prologue, as it’s from my part 1 of the same story)

Anyone who’s chatted through private massaging with me knows this story, but i thought it was too good to not share and I wanted to go into some more, explicit detail.

So, this actually happened almost 2 years ago now, I was 19 and my boyfriend at the time was 25. We had a pretty adventurous sex life before, but he seemed infatuated with experiencing and experimenting more. I was equally as keen to explore our sex life together as well as my own sex life.

So he had this idea, a weekend away at a hotel, where we’d stay kooked up inside for the duration of the stay and have strangers meet us for sex. I thought it seemed pretty fun as long as he could arrange it safely and without too much trouble, which was surprisingly easy online (where we met all our potential partners for the weekend).

The story of my sex weekend.. Part 2 [FMF]

(I’ll treat the first 4 paragraphs of the story as a sort of prologue, as it’s from my part 1 of the same story)

Anyone who’s chatted through private massaging with me knows this story, but i thought it was too good to not share and I wanted to go into some more, explicit detail.

So, this actually happened almost 2 years ago now, I was 19 and my boyfriend at the time was 25. We had a pretty adventurous sex life before, but he seemed infatuated with experiencing and experimenting more. I was equally as keen to explore our sex life together as well as my own sex life.

So he had this idea, a weekend away at a hotel, where we’d stay kooked up inside for the duration of the stay and have strangers meet us for sex. I thought it seemed pretty fun as long as he could arrange it safely and without too much trouble, which was surprisingly easy online (where we met all our potential partners for the weekend).

The story of my sex weekend.. Part 1 [FMM]

Anyone who’s chatted through private massaging with me knows this story, but i thought it was too good to not share and I wanted to go into some more, explicit detail. I’ve also listed this as part 1 as the story was getting a bit long, the rest will come soon!

So, this actually happened almost 2 years ago now, I was 19 and my boyfriend at the time was 25. We had a pretty adventurous sex life before, but he seemed infatuated with experiencing and experimenting more. I was equally as keen to explore our sex life together as well as my own sex life.

So he had this idea, a weekend away at a hotel, where we’d stay kooked up inside for the duration of the stay and have strangers meet us for sex. I thought it seemed pretty fun as long as he could arrange it safely and without too much trouble, which was surprisingly easy online (where we met all our potential partners for the weekend).