Thank you for your kind comments after my first revelation on the 8th September. I was going through in my mind all the times I have been ‘the other version of me’ and I go from being ashamed at the number of times I have fucked others to being annoyed for being ashamed. Some will think that these things don't happen to ordinary people, but they do, I'm ordinary and I thought the same until it happened the first time, then almost as though that sent a signal to others who wanted sex with a married woman or couples who wanted dirty sex with a stranger as a one off, people would just come up to me and chat, innocent looking men and women and couples who look like innocent school teachers, people who look as thought they would be ashamed to look at a naked women would work a way around asking for sex. If I was to work it out myself I would say that in any hotel in the world, as you look at couples passing by, one in three would fuck you in a three way heart beat, two out of three straight women would, if you asked, join you in bed for a night of lesbian sex and then never fuck another woman again in their life, 99% of men would fuck me just because they can so you see, what I tell you isn't that far fetched, what I am still shocked at is how I don;t go to them, they come to me. But on this day I wanted to test myself, to see if I could be a good girl. I wondered for a while which story to tell you next. There have been a few times where I have simply been taken to bed and been ‘taken’ by men and women and these are just basic and unexciting encounters, so I won’t bore you with those. Instead I will pick out the times that I wish I could re live, the times that surprised even me. This next one will make me sound like a bit of a slut, even as I write it down I am shocked that I did what I’m about to tell you. As with most of my ‘encounters’ I was in a hotel which is a breeding ground for illicit affairs and as happens on each and every occasion, I was approached and told how amazing I was (his words not mine) and so on with the usual and at time pathetic chat up lines. On this occasion I had decided to be good, to at most let some handsome lad have a quick kiss and a feel, to excite him and me before I would let him down gently, more to see if I could control myself that anything else. That’s when I met a lad called ‘frank’. Actually, I think his name was some long Italian nae but shortened to ‘Frank’. Frank was tanned, well built and sort of handsome and a perfect test subject for my self-testing experience. As usual he tried to be charming and was quite good at it. We talked and flirted until I suggested that he couldn’t manage to do what I would want without wanting to fuck me. He smiled and asked me to put him to the test. Lets go backwards a little bit and introduce a couple I had met the evening before. I have no idea what their names are, they were an older couple, very business like and good looking. She was ‘curvaceous’, large breasts and wide hips, her husband was tanned and had white hair. I didn’t ask but I would put her in her late 50’s and him in his early 60’s. Very well dressed and confident. We had chatted about business and what it was I did and as expected, by the end of the evening it was she who asked about a ‘night cap’ in their room to end a very boring day. That would have been quite innocent until she put her hand on mine and said how she loved to have fun which in my world means ‘let’s go and fuck’. Like I said, I had decided to be a good girl and although I was sure it would have been fun, I told them that I was tired, made my excuses and left. Just before I met ‘Frank’ I met up with my older couple and re connected. It was clear that they hadn’t given up hope of getting me into bed and this time hardly made any effort to hide the fact, even managing to get out of me my room number with the lame excuse of wanting to come and collect me for a drink later, ‘she said with a grin on her perfectly painted face’. Frank and I walked to the lift, I smiled at the couple as we passed them, she gave me a pouting look, I shrugged my shoulders. I offered ‘frank’ a £100 bet that he wouldn’t be able to ‘be good’ and he took the bet. The lift doors had hardly closed before his mouth was on mine and his tongue explored my mouth. We entered my room and I ordered him to stand by the door whilst I undressed making it last as long as I could and making it as sexy as I could. I stood there, naked in front of yet another stranger and ordered him to undress reminding him that he couldn’t fuck me. ‘Frank’ undressed. He was tough, his body was firm and his cock was not as long as I had expected but was thick and hard. He asked me what he was allowed to do, I told him to come to me. I stopped him at about 2 feet, I was desperate to lay on my back and let him enter me, but I had to be good. I sank to my knees and took him in my mouth, his cock big enough to make it difficult for me to breath, just long enough to make me gag. He fucked my mouth until he announced that he was going to cum which is when I pulled back just in time for his cum to spray onto my face and breasts. My hands fucking my pussy hadn’t done their job, I needed to cum. I told Frank that he was a good boy but had to help me out so I lay on my back and ordered him to eat my pussy. ‘ Frank’ was very good at oral sex and it wasn’t long before he made me cum. As I cried out he begged to be allowed to do it ‘just once’ . I gave him permission, his cock slid into me and fucked me hard until I pushed him away just before he ejaculated onto my tummy. In my world that didn’t count, and I had succeeded, I had been a good girl. We chatted and made small talk as I wiped his cum off me before I gave him a gentle kiss and suggested he left before I showered. He gave me a hurt little boy look and said that he needed a shower too, but that was not to be allowed today and, in the end, he did as I asked and left. I showered, impressed with myself that I had been restrained and not let him fuck me in the usual expected way and that I didn’t have to stand there feeling bad that I had let yet another stranger cum inside me. But I was left feeling frustrated and I must have stood in the shower for a good half an hour just watching water drip off my nipples which were still hard and sensitive. I started to masturbate to try and get rid of that pent-up frustration, my fingers in my wet pussy but no sooner had I started that there was a knock on the door. I was angry thinking it was ‘Frank’ coming back for more. I looked through the security glass, it was the older couple standing there dressed for dinner. I called out ‘hi’, they replied that they had come to collect me for dinner. I explained that I had just come out of the shower, he smiled, his wife laughed and said that I should definitely let them in then. I stood there and thought about what she had said, and I told them to wait a minute. As ridiculous and probably unbelievable as it sounds, I fully intended to dry myself, get dressed and just go for dinner with them but as I dried myself there was a gently knock knock knock on the door. I looked through the spy hole again and heard her husband tell her to leave me alone. She stood there with her hand on her side, smiling before running her hand down her chest in an attempt to be seductive. It was then that I wondered what it was about me that made people know that I loved to fuck and that I loved to fuck strangers. Did I give off a signal, ‘slut free for a shag’ , was it something that would give me away to my family, did people look at me and talk amongst themselves ‘there goes a slut’. I called for them to wait a minute and I went to put on the standard white hotel dressing gown. I still intended to tell them to go and wait for me, after all, I had just sucked off a guy and let him cum all over me & even I don’t go from one person to the other. Instead I opened the door. My mind raced as they walked in, ‘what was I going to do’ and ‘what the fuck was I doing’. If I wasn’t trying to be a ‘good girl’ I would probably have fucked them the night before when they made it quite clear what they wanted. They strode in, she made a fake gesture, pretending shock that I was in a dressing gown. ‘has your friend gone’ she asked. I just smiled and felt bad that they must have known everything that had just happened. She took my hand and told me how attractive I was, ‘you are so’ then she stopped and let out a deep breath before moving behind me. Her husband stood in front of me keeping his distance glancing from his wife to me and back but she had moved behind me, her hand on my hip, the other on my back. ‘you know you’re so irresistible don’t you’, I said that it had been suggested which resulted in a giggle. I knew that the only way I was going to get them out of my room was to fuck them, but I left it to her to make the move and I didn’t have to wait long. One hand moved round to just below my breast. She whispered in my ear, ‘very irresistible, very sexy’. Very slowly she slid her hand into the dressing gown and cupped my breast and with the other hand she pulled the cord so that it fell open. She quietly cried out ‘of fuck your tits are perfect’ saying that they were just as she had imagined as she gently massaged one then both of them, gently teasing my nipples, she asked me if I liked ‘this’ but before I could reply she said ‘ I think you do’. She pulled my dressing gown off and kissed my neck ‘telling me’ that we were going to fuck followed by ‘We just have to fuck you’, she told me how her husband wanted to put his ‘big cock’ inside me and how she wanted him to fill me with his cum. I said nothing, in fact I just stood there and let her feel me whilst she continued to feel me and kiss me running her hands over my bare breasts before moving to my side and examining me like I was her property, which to be honest felt quite horny. In a very matter of fact way she told me that she wanted to hold me down whilst her husband to put his cock into me, into ‘this smooth tiny pussy’ she said placing her hand between my legs. Her husband moved closer and the two of them ran their hands over me, exploring every inch of my body. She told her husband to take his cock out and told me that I would be happy to have ‘that ‘inside me. He undressed, first his jacket, then his tie and shirt then his trousers and shorts. His cock was big, it was thicker than ‘Franks’ and longer and even thought it was only semi hard, it was impressive. He moved closer and I put my hand round it, his wife told me to ‘suck it’ and putting her hand on my shoulders pushed me to my knees and for the second time that night, I put a stranger’s cock in my mouth. It was difficult at first due to its girth but with his and her help I got it in my mouth. I slowly sucked him off and listened to him moan and tell me how amazing my mouth was repeatedly telling me to suck his cock. I had decided that I had failed to be the good girl I had tried to be and knew that before long this cock would go from my mouth to my pussy and I couldn’t wait. I had almost forgotten about her until I felt her kneel down behind me, she had undressed and her big breasts pressing against my back, her nipple hard like stone. I continued to suck off her husband, she ran her hands over my chest feeling my tits, running her hand down my tummy to my pussy. She repeated over and over ‘we’re going to fuck you so hard’ telling me that her husband had had the snip and not to worry, that he cums so hard and for so long and telling me how much I will enjoy it and how she hoped that I liked girls becouse she was going to fuck me as well. I knelt there and let her feel every part of me whilst her husband gripped my hair and fucked my mouth. He said that he was going to cum and with that she pulls my face sway from her husbands’ cock and replaces it with her tongue. What happened next was as sudden as it was erotically violent. She pulled me down, my back on her lap, her heavy breasts just about my head, she shouted, ‘lets fuck’ and put her feet indie my legs and pulled my legs open. She gripped my breasts and shouted again, ‘let’s fuck’. Her husband guided his cock to my pussy and pushed it in. I came almost immediately as he pumped away stretching me whilst she gripped my tits hard. The three of us grunted, the sound was like a 70’s porn film, grunting and moaning. I remember wondering who was grunting more whilst She demanded that her husband fucked me hard. He obliged fucking me so hard I his wife had to keep pushing back down, back into position. In one swift move she slid form behind me to latch her lips onto my nipple, I gripped her husband between my legs and pleaded with him to ‘do it’ and fuck did he ‘ do it’ . He fucked me violently, pumping himself into my pussy telling me how amazing I was, his wife stopping sucking my breasts to agree with him only to return to biting and sucking my breasts or shoving her tongue in my mouth. I shook and came again. His wife and I sucked tongues and spit whilst she placed her hand on his cock as it slid deep into me before almost sliding out then back in. I climaxed several times before she took advantage of my open mouth and pushed her ample breast as far into it as she could ordering me to ‘suck her hard’. I did as I was told. Then, as she had promised he came inside me. It was like a hose, cum filling me before stopping then starting again. He cried out and froze, I came harder than I had cum in a very long time. His wife pushed him off and took her turn, her pussy on mine, her hands on my breasts, her tongue in my mouth as she rode me hard. They took it in turns to ‘have me’ first him, then her, then him again until she finished me off my sucking her husbands cum from my pussy. I would say that that was the end, but she insisted on another ‘quickie ‘before it was decided it was time to get something to eat. We had fucked hard for an hour and I was destroyed but they insisted that I eat with them, and sleep with them in their room. We lay in bed naked and I think was three AM when I felt his big hard cock against my hand, I opened my eyes and he asleep. His wife who was laying the other side of me looked over giggles ‘ he’s asleep, ride his cock’ adding that it wouldn’t wake him up. I climbed onto his long hard shaft and lowered myself until it entered me, and still he slept. I slowly and gently ride his cock until he smiled and told us he was awake. I fucked him, riding his shaft whilst his wife masturbated next to us. I rode him whilst gripping her fat breast then with an uncontrollable squeal I climaxed just as he managed to cum inside me yet again, a trickle this time. Then, as thought it was just a natural thing to do, we all lay down and fell asleep again. I had lost, I had failed in my attempt to slow my new life down and I had been the dirtiest that I had ever been, and I wanted more. I let them do what they wanted to me the next evening as well, too long and dirty to tell even you about. Any other story that I tell you from now on will be lame, but there are still some that are at the back of my mind, too shocking to tell anyone who really knows me but maybe I will get the courage to tell you about a skinny lad I felt pity for and how I built up his courage to ask a girl out. But that’s for another time.