How a Tragic Accident turned me into a Whore [MF]

+ Hi all.  I originally posted my story on /r/stupidslutsclub. But it was suggested that I post here as well.    

+ TLDR summary below.  If you’re interested in the full story, then it can be [found here](https://www.reddit.com/r/stupidslutsclub/comments/94rplg/how_a_tragic_accident_turned_me_into_a_whore_ama/)    

+ On that link, I’ve included a picture.  I get it, Reddit works on pictures.    

+ I’m also hosting an AMA on that link.  It’s easier to do an AMA on one thread.

  

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**TLDR Summary:**    

+ Found the perfect man, fell in love, got married, lost him in a tragic accident.  Moved to run away from the pain, became depressed.    

+ Random guy picks me up.  I lie and say I’m a married swinger to avoid my sob story.  I get fucked while roleplaying my husband is still alive.  I irrationally hope he’ll approve or magically come back to me.    

+ I roleplay to find relief from my grief.  I secretly hope to get my brains fucked out so I can just escape for a night.    

    

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The happiest happy hour [MF] [sort of cheating]

**This isn’t something I ever planned on posting here because it doesn’t involve actual sex. However, a recent conversation inspired me to. Like I said.. no actual sex, but I did something fun in public :)**

**Backstory (long):**

I was 22 when I started my job, and my coworker, Kyle, was 30 (and had been there since age 22). I didn’t know this at the time, but he had been with his girlfriend (now wife) 10 years. I had just started dating my boyfriend (now fiancé), and had only graduated college 2 weeks before. Kyle and I had immediate chemistry – the kind that hits you instantly like a ton of bricks. I was in a relationship with someone who I saw (and still see) a real future with, so after the initial “wow moment”, I didn’t think much of it. We started out professional enough, and moved to casually flirty, but that’s just my personality. However, my relationship started to strain after a few weeks into the job. Our schedules conflicted, and I was always in a bad mood because my former boss is a terrible person with an HR file the size of a phone book. She may be certifiably insane, but I won’t get into details here because that’s no fun. We ended up on a break for a couple months. Meanwhile, Kyle became my only friend at the office because literally no one had an interest in being my friend except him. (side note: I have lots of work friends now, but he is still my best work friend). I told him about my relationship issues. Our flirting slowly started to get more serious.

[FM] Revenge is Great

So for some context I’ve been enjoying my twenties pretty much by living like the loosest cannon I can be. I’ve travelled a lot and become pretty much as sexually adventurous as your going to get coming from a small commuter town.

So back to our story, growing up I was always pretty shy. Being shy in a British school is pretty much a magnet for being picked on, there was always one guy in particular that made my life rotten and I’ve never really forgotten it. Flash forward a few years and who should I see in a pub but this asshole out with dear old dad. Now one Friday evening while walking back from work I happen to pass the same pub and who should be sitting outside enjoying a nice after work pint but dear old assholes dad (who surprisingly was pretty attractive, mum must have fucked the milkman for sure on this one). Seeing as it’s a free Friday and I really fucking hate asshole, the slut in me whispered an absolutely perfect plan.

I unbuttoned my shirt a bit, bought a pint and made sure my best red lipstick was on perfectly and got to work.

[F] At 39 I cut loose on vacation…and that didn’t change when I got home….

***I’d been a good girl all my life. Just before 40, something snapped. I went wild. And I couldn’t stop. This is my fifth post about that time. Links to the others follow. It’s been a while, so obviously the dialog is probably not 100% accurate.***

Cutting loose on vacation is one thing. But after spending a promiscuous weekend at the beach the plan had always been to return to real life when I got back home. It was just supposed to be a few days of indulgence hundreds of miles from home. And then things could return to normal–working at the library and being a serious relationship, one-man woman. It was just going to be my secret. I didn’t plan on telling anyone.

At least that was the plan.

On Friday of the following week my best friend, Sky, called me up for drinks. We’d known each other since college.

[MF] My Friend’s Aunt Gave Me A Blowjob Inside His Room While Everyone Was Out Back In The Pool

Hello. It’s been almost two weeks since I posted my last story, and honestly, I wasn’t planning on posting again for a while. All my ~exciting~ stories had been posted, so I didn’t have much to contribute anymore. That changed this past weekend, though.

One of my best friends was having a birthday party/celebration for landing a new job, so I decided to fly back home and surprise everyone. The party was at his house, and since he lives in the middle of nowhere, he’s able to afford a pretty nice place. He’s got a huge backyard, a bar, outdoor kitchen area, etc. His entire family was there, we’re talking cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents, half-siblings, etc. As someone who only talks to people when forced, it was a stressful situation. What the fuck am I supposed to talk about with Grandpa Larry? Well, I’ll tell you what I talked to him about, because for some reason I was seated next to him at the table.

“It’s hot as hell out here,” he told me.

“Yeah. It’s hot everywhere. Records are breaking all over the place.”

“Don’t tell me you’re one of them global warming people…”

losing my virginity to a much older man [F]

this happened over six months ago but i never really shared my story and it thrills me to no end.

he came over and i was nervous as hell and he held me and rubbed my arms and butt and stuff and kissed my forehead and cheek then neck and he was then like “we haven’t moved from the door… lets go to the bed” and then we were kissing and he made me take my pants off and he started finger blasting me and when i got loud he made me bite on his hand to mute myself. then he made me turn around and he slapped my ass SO HARD and finger blasted me from behind with two fingers. and then he asked me if i was ready. i nodded and said yes and then he was kissing me and started taking my bra off and shirt. he got undressed and i licked his nipples and he bit mine and then he fucked me missionary but slapped my tits as he fucked me and squished my face and covered my mouth and licked my tongue when i was moaning…
then i had to suck him off and i deep throated for a while then played with his tip and he fucked me again SUPER VIGOROUSLY and slapped my face and tits again and then he pulled out and mounted me and came in my mouth and i swallowed. then we laid there naked and talked and then he took a shower and i got dressed again and we kissed and he got hard again so he pulled on my hair and made me suck his dick while simultaneously flicking his nipples.

[FM] Thinking back on all those college boyfriends…1-Matt the artist

Hi! First time posting here, but longtime lurker (?). Bit of backstory on me (F25). My post history has some good shots of my current body, but for those reading this aloud to the blind- I’m a Thick pale redhead with blue/green eyes and a lot of ink, most predominantly a half sleeve of tattoos. This story is reflecting back on me as a 19-20 year old, so my ass was a tiny bit smaller, and I only had JUST gotten my first large piece of ink. I’ve been toying with the idea of sharing more exploits from undergrad (18-22), so this may turn into a series if people like.

Long and detailed version of my buddies and I renting a boat and using my wife as a sex slave. [Group]

WARNING: EXTREMELY LONG

I already posted this story [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/94u1q3) before, but as I copied the text from my /r/nsfwiama post, I realized the story wasn’t very detailed and didn’t give good descriptions. Please note that I have changed the names to preserve identities.

The “sex slave” wasn’t planned at all. Some friends and I decided to rent a very large pontoon for the weekend and cruise, fish and drink the entire weekend away. It was initially supposed to be me, my wife, three other guy friends, and their girlfriends. However, for various reasons, all the girlfriends had to drop out at some point in the planning process, so by the time we got on the boat, it was just me, my wife (Cammie) and my three buddies (John, Paul and Steve).

The One Where She Made [M]e [F]urious [Rape] [RP]

Hey all,

OK so first off… everyone here is so nice! I’ve been getting tons of PMs and loving them all, so feel free to keep them coming.

Second, I guess I’m sorta committed to the Friends titles now. Don’t know why, but here we are. Truly this is a dark timeline.

Speaking of dark…

So this story concerns Mia, who I mentioned in my first CNC story. She’s short, slim, but with a little curve to her. In fact, she looks shockingly like [this lady] (https://imgur.com/a/by4Ra).

The main thing about Mia, however, is that she was one of the most relentlessly boundary-pushing girls I’ve ever met. While she was my sub (2 fantastic years), she wanted everything harder, rougher, with more toys, with more rules, something new, new, new.

This story takes place a few months after our first CNC scene. We had done several more, and one night she said to me, “Daddy, I think you should rape me without planning it. Wouldn’t it be nice to just rape your slut on a whim?” I smiled and responded with some vague dom comment that I can’t recall.