I have had my first orgy and I have been dying to re live it in writing, but before I get around to that I will remind how old I am and what I have been up to these past few months. The last two years I have had an insatiable sex drive. I'm 32 and 36c but I am probably now a 34b if truth be told because I have been getting fit and lost some weight. Oh and I'm quite tall at nearly six foot. I love dressing up and have suddenly started to enjoy dresses and skirts again. Maybe because I feel so randy and partly I wont be able to wear such clothes in a decade or so. Back in the summer I went to the carnival fancy dress as a nurse, and then I looked forward to a sixties motor racing event where I planned my clothes weeks in advance. On the Friday I was all in white, boots, mini skirt and jacket and t-shirt, even had large white sunglasses. Wore some knickers to begin with but took them off mid morning. Saturday was stockings and suspenders and a clingy dress. Expensive white cotton knickers which had more than their fare share of glances as I sat on the grass during the day. On returning home and going to find my then waste of space boyfriend Nathan down the pub. I overheard three older men discussing me. I heard them say how nice it was to see a girl looking feminine and will glamour ever return. I hoped up onto a bar stool and crossed my legs for their benefit whilst chatting to the barman. Then naughtily uncrossed my legs and lowered just my right leg, the guys would now got a glimpse of my undies. Hopefully it made their day. I then met this guy on the internet. He is a bit of a biker and he is called Mark and he is also sex mad. We ended up sleeping together on the first night and he actually encourages me to flash and be outrageous. I play along trying to pretend I will not do it. But he dares me to and I get this throbbing in my pussy and my heart races and I just have to do it. Mother has been nagging me to take her shopping so I took a day off and into the city we went. I wore a woolly jumper and yellow tartan mini kilt and thick woolly tights and no underwear as a dare to myself. We had a good days shopping and I bought some clothes too. Once back home Mark came round in his car for a change. He asked me how much my mini dresses were and I replied they were both in a sale. He said when are you going to wear them? I replied the green clingy one for evening dinners and the button up black one I was not sure. Anyway I tried both on and he took some pics of me, sitting and bending over etc. He said wear it to work tomorrow. I said no way.Why not? you look really sexy and professional in it. He then said wear it to work without knickers and I will take you out for dinner oh and only wear your fleece and no tights as we will be partying afterwards. Maybe I replied.. opening my thighs as he continued to take some pics of me. Anyway we ended up taking lots of pictures and close ups of me naked and some are really good. Then we made love. Watched some tv and went to bed. The following morning I got up showered and put my knickers on and went back to the bedroom to dress. Mark said wear that dress so I said ok. We then had breakfast and he said he would drop me at work and meet me at the restaurant after work. As we got to my office he kissed me goodbye and put his hand up my dress and put his thumb through my nylon knickers ripping the front out of them. I was not happy. Take them off he demanded. So I did. I was wearing some nice sensible strappy shoes and felt awfully naked as the wind was whipping around the multistory car park. Luckily my office is next door. I could smell my pussy all morning. I had to keep going and freshening up. Fairly boring day sat at my desk otherwise. I then got a text saying he had booked us a restaurant near home so I had to ride the train for twenty minutes to get home. flashed anyone yet he asked! After our meal we went to a vicars and tarts party. I didn't change and within twenty minutes of being there I was tipsy and had had four guys feel my boobs or my bum and actually for the first time in my life I was up for it. I ended up being had by three of them and had all four of them playing around with my body at the same time. I am still knacked and it was a week ago. There are pictures of me with one in my mouth and etc etc. there is a word for it. No not slut but hey I felt like it that night. No one would believe I was a professional office worker. Will try and behave next week.