If I'd listened to my friends after splitting up with my husband, I would never have gone out with Dan. I was out with friends and he joined the group, chatting to me and inviting me out to dinner. After he'd gone the girls who knew him said he had a reputation for being, as one put it, “a dirty fucker in to kinky sex” and I be well advised to keep away. Sally, who is married, told us that he had a really large cock. Hurriedly adding it was something she'd heard. From the look on her face as she turned away, I got the impression that she was more familiar with it than she let on. To busy giggling and commenting about large cocks, I don't think any of the others noticed. When I got the chance I asked if he'd fucked her. Convincingly she denied having sex with him. I wasn't sure if I believed her but she was normally the quietest and most reserved in our group, who gave the impression of being embarrassed when our girly conversations turned to sex and I decided I must have been mistaken. Rather than deter me, their warnings piqued my interest and when he rang a day or two later I accepted his invitation. I think I'm quite attractive and have made an effort to keep my 34c-26-35 figure trim and slim. My tits are firm enough for me to go braless, my bum pert, but I think my long, toned legs are my best feature. I started shaving my pussy again after my marriage ended, because I know many men prefer women smooth and because it makes me feel sexier. At 36 years of age why shouldn't I have some fun. Other than a drunken one night stand with a guy from work, a few months before separating, I hadn't been fucked for about 2 years. There was only a certain amount of sexual satisfaction from masturbating and using my trusty vibrators and dildos and I was getting desperate to feel a real, hot hard cock in my pussy. To be honest by then I'd have dropped my panties and spread my legs for just about any half decent looking guy. Dan was more than half decent looking. He's a hunk, about 6 feet tall, a fit body and about 5 years younger than me. We met for dinner and within a couple of hours he took me to his bed and fucked me. I'm glad to say their warnings were correct. He is probably kinkier than my friends ever imagined and is definitely a dirty fucker. He has persuaded, guided and encouraged me to perform or take part in sex acts without sexual inhibitions or embarrassment. Sally was right about his cock being large, almost 10 wonderful inches long and amazingly thick when fully erect. If I'd listened to them I wouldn't be enjoying the best, most varied and uninhibited sex I've ever had. In the first week or so he fucked me almost every night, usually two or three times. After two largely sexless years, sleeping in separate bedrooms, I couldn't get enough of his cock and was willing to do just about anything to keep it. He mentioned the friends I|'d been with, hinting that he'd fucked a couple of them. I asked if Sally was one of them. He asked if she'd said they'd fucked. I told him “No”. He smiled, refusing to say if she was telling the truth. He commented that Sally was pretty, and asked if I thought her attractive. I said I thought she was, joking that I bet it was her large tits, most guys noticed. He was fondling my tits at the time and wanted to know if I found Sally sexually attractive. I replied that she was just a friend, not answering the question. He bent over, sucking my nipples, his fingers lightly stroking my clitoris. My hand found his stiff cock. I began to stroke him. It only took a couple of minutes before my legs were spread wide and I was begging him to fuck me. He rolled on top, slid his rampant cock into my sodden cunt, then stopped. My fuck hole stretched around his pole I could feel him, twitching his cock deep in my cunt. Instead fucking me he asked if I had ever had sex with another woman. “Just fuck me” I whimpered, attempting to move beneath and avoid the question. “Well have you?” he asked. “Please fuck me” I replied. He continued twitching his cock, grinning down at me, waiting for me to tell him. After a bit of cajoling, mainly threatening not to fuck me until I answered, I admitted that whilst at Uni I'd been to bed with one of the girls, hastily adding we'd only touched each other. Satisfied, he began to fuck me, bringing me rapidly to orgasm. He continued fucking me for another 10 or 15 minutes, making me climax twice more before he came heavily as usual inside me. He didn't mention my experience at Uni again and I thought no more of it. His ability to push my boundaries were already apparent within the first couple of weeks. He has a wet room, and would follow me in to watch me piss. The first time I was a bit shocked, sat on the loo, doing such a rude thing, but I soon got used to it and it turned me on. He pushed my legs apart, and when I started to pee, put his hand in the stream and caught some. He raised his hand and poured my piss onto my tits, licking the remainder from his fingers. The warm liquid trickled down my body and dripped from my pussy. The sensation was not unpleasant and though surprised it didn't disgust me and I didn't object or attempt to stop him when he caught more in his hand, this time splashing it on my face. This time it ran down my body and arms, some dripping on the tiled floor as I finished peeing I stood and he told me to hold his cock while he pissed. I reached for it, intending to aim it at the loo. “Not here. In the shower” he told me, leading me to the other side of the wet room, behind the glass shower screen. I was still holding his cock as he pushed me down on to my knees in front of him. He gripped my wrist moving my arm until his cock was pointing at my body. I'd guessed what he intended to do and was aroused by the idea. I wanted him to piss on me, not just to show my willingness to please him but prove to myself that I could be as much of a Slut as other women he'd fucked. I moved my hand, aiming his cock at my head. “Go on then. Piss on my face. In my mouth if you want to” I urged, leaning back and opening my mouth wide. From about two feet away he began to urinate on me. I moved his cock back and fore, up and down, spraying my face, hair and body. His warm piss ran from my hair, down my back, shoulders and arms. I aimed his cock at my face and he pissed directly in to my open mouth, the golden liquid, pouring out, running down my chin, body, dripping off my tits. The flow slowed to a trickle, I took his knob in my mouth, sucked his cock, greedily swallowing, as he squirted piss into my mouth. I gulped down the final mouthful, proud of my debauched behaviour, pleased I'd done it without gagging once. I continued sucking him, immediately rewarded by his cock responding, growing harder, forcing my mouth open as he became fully erect, my lips clamped tightly around his girth. I'd rarely felt hornier, I reached between my legs, masturbating as I gave him head, sucking his cock as far into my mouth as I could manage. I sucked him for a few minutes, until my own arousal made it almost impossible to suck his cock and breath. He pulled me to my feet, lifted me up, lowered me onto his cock and fucked me standing up, lifting me up and down his shaft until we both climaxed. We showered together before he took me back to his bed where he complemented me for being the first to let him piss in her mouth and swallow on their first attempt which pleased me immensely. I told him I was eager to experiment sexually and try new things. He mentioned threesomes. I said I was more than interested in being pleasured by two guys. “What about three or four, perhaps more? He asked. “Why not. Sounds fun” I replied glibly. “Another woman” he enquired. “Maybe” I told him. I was turned on and aroused by his suggestions, agreeing even though I was unsure whether he was being serious or just trying to excite me. I'd been stroking his cock and it was almost fully erect. I told him I fancied being fucked doggy, turning over, kneeling with my bum up. Offering him my cunt, I asked him to take me from behind. Reaching between my legs, using my fingers to hold my wet cunt open, I waited while he moved behind me, readying himself to enter me. He rubbed his cock along my slit before sliding it into me. My sex juice soaked hole stretched as he penetrated me, taking his cock easily. He began to fuck me, hands on my bum, fingers stroking my anus, as he'd done on previous occasions when we'd fucked doggy. This time was different. I felt him dribble saliva onto my bum, rubbing it around my bum hole, then pressing a finger against my anus, slowly easing it up my bum. I couldn't help but push back, then moan as he pulled it almost out, dribbled more saliva on me and pushed a second finger up my bum. “You've got a lovely bum” he commented, fucking my pussy, finger fucking my arse at the same time. I moaned again, louder this time, enjoying the sensation. “Do you like that?” he asked. “Ummm. It feels nice” I sighed in reply. He began fucking and fingering me harder. “Have you ever taken a cock in your bum. Been arse fucked?” he enquired. “No. But I'd like to try. Are you going too?” I asked trying not to sound nervous. “Not yet. I think my cocks to big for a first timer. It would be better to try something smaller, so you're not put off” he replied. I asked who he had in mind. “I haven't decided yet. Perhaps I could auction your anal virginity to the highest bidder” he laughed. “Why not, as long as I get to keep the money” I said jokingly, once again unsure if he was serious. “Anyway, I like what you're doing. Fuck me harder” I told him, rocking back on his cock and fingers, frigging my clitty. With his cock, pounding my pussy, fingers probing my arse, me frantically frigging my clit, not to mention the horny “fantasises” he'd implanted in my mind it wasn't long before I had the first of several orgasms. Golden showers became a regular feature of our sex play, him usually pissing on me, a couple of times I crouched over him and showered him with my piss. As I said earlier, I think my legs are my best feature. When out I like to wear mini skirts or dresses. Dan naturally approved, insisting that whenever we went out I shouldn't wear panties, even with my shortest, 14” skirts, though in his opinion they were too long. It was virtually impossible to sit without flashing my pussy, which he encouraged me to do. Exposing my sex to guys got me really wet and horny. He'd taken me to a lap dancing club and another place which had no sign outside, where he'd knocked on a locked door, been recognised and let in. There we'd watched a live sex show. The highlight for me was watching a black guy with a massive cock, alternating between fucking two blond white girls who looked like twins. It was the first time I'd actually seen people having sex live. I became so engrossed, that when Dan, tugged my skirt up to my hips, pushed my legs apart and began to finger me I just let him do it with numerous people watching. He whispered in my ear, telling me to imagine that it was me on stage, being fucked by the massive black cock. As it happens, that's exactly what I was imagining. I couldn't stop myself from sliding my hand between my legs to stroke my clit. Dan moved his hand away, I parted my legs wider and sat masturbating in view of a dozen or more guys and two or three women. I timed my climax to perfection, cumming just as the guy shot copious amounts of spunk on the faces of the two girls kneeling in front of him. Dan knew the guy who ran the place and little performance earned me an invite to return one night and participate on stage. I did a few weeks later which I might write about another time. It took little persuading for me to go with him to a sex shop which sold clubwear to choose shorter and more revealing dresses, skirts and tops to wear out on the town. Dan seemed to know quite a few people in the adult industry so unsurprisingly he knew the owner of the sex shop and said it would be a good opportunity to do some flashing. It was about 4 pm on a Saturday afternoon and quite busy, four couples and about 6 or 7 guys. He helped me choose a selection of very short skirts, dresses and tops to try on. I'd become quite chilled about exposing my pussy by then. “Can I leave the curtain open?” I cheekily asked the owner. He told me from what he'd heard from Dan he'd have been surprised if I'd closed them and to do whatever I wanted, no one would complain. I took the clothes to the changing cubicle. The cubicle faced out onto the shop and I could be seen by everyone. The opportunity for being naked in front of complete strangers excited me. No one paid much attention to me when I sat on the stool to take off my shoes. It wasn't until I stood and pulled my T shirt over my head that a couple of guys and a couple noticed me. I wasn't wearing a bra and stood topless while I unfastened my jeans, peeled them and my panties down my legs. I sat on the stool to pull them off, deliberately opening my legs wantonly displaying my freshly shaved cunt. Just about everybody was aware of what I was doing and to my delight were glancing at, or watching me by then. I remained sitting, keeping my legs apart, making a show of picking up the items I'd selected, choosing which to try on first. In the mirror I could see my reflection, my nipples erect, wet pink hole peeping between my parted pussy lips, revealing my arousal. The glances changed to openly watching me as they realised that I was putting on a show, deliberately exposing myself. Over the next 30 or 40 minutes I tried on all the clothes, smoothing a see thru dress over my body, caressing my tits, bending over, exposing by bum hole and pussy, stretching to see how high a skirt would rise. A few more people arrived, mostly men, two guys arrived together chatting, greeted by the sight of me, bending over wearing a micro skirt and nothing else, with my bum uncovered, pussy exposed. None of them left. I chatted to the customers, asking the women their opinions, walking around the shop naked, fetching other items including some shoes with towering “fuck me” heels. One of the women fetched me a pink net mini dress with a miniscule matching G-string. I tried it on, my pussy was to wet to wear the string. I stood in front of the mirror, my nipples poking through the net, my pussy clearly visible. The heels made my legs look even longer and sleeker. I loved the look, the thought of going out in it making me hornier. I walked as far as the shop door, taking the dress off as I did so. I threw it to Dan as I walked back towards the cubicle, wearing just the heels. Until then I'd never fully realised what a powerful aphrodisiac it was to be naked and the centre of attention. I stopped by a display of vibrators and dildo's, picking some of them up. A particularly large, black penis shaped dildo caught my eye, reminding me of the guy we'd watched fucking the twins at the club. I picked it up, admiring it, stroking it suggestively. “You can try it if you want. You're cunt looks wet enough” the owner offered. I glanced at Dan who told me to go ahead if I wanted too. I heard some of the guys urging me to use it. Not needing any more encouragement I climbed onto the end of the counter, the wall behind me, so they could all see. The owner came over attached the sucker on the base to the counter and handed me a tube of lube.”Just in case your cunt's not as wet as it looks” he told me. The devil in me invited him to feel for himself. He didn't need asking twice. I squatted, legs apart while he inserted four fingers into my cunt, moving them in and out, rubbing my clit with his thumb. My pussy was dripping and he took his fingers out two or three times, smearing my fuck honey on to the dildo before telling me to go for it. Helpfully he held the dildo steady, while I pulled my cunt open, lowering myself until the bulbous silicon head touched my hole. I rubbed it against my pussy, smearing more lubricating juices onto it, before pressing down. The tip entered me. The weeks of Dan fucking me had accustomed my pussy to being stretched. Even so I had to raise and lower myself several times, forcing more of the plastic prick into my pussy each time. The knob finally entered me and about 8 inches of the shaft, swiftly followed. The shop guy took his hand away, hurried over to the door and locked it and stood watching with Dan and the two guys who'd arrived together. Squatting with my back against the wall I began to fuck myself with the dildo, rubbing my clit with my fingers at the same time. I can not even begin to describe the the thrill and exhilaration I felt being watched by complete strangers whilst performing such a lewd sex act in front of them. I had the satisfaction of knowing I was turning them on when I noticed that one of the men had his hand under his partners skirt and she was moaning quietly as he fingered her. A couple of men moved, looking directly between my legs until the were told to move out the way. Behind them I could see Dan in animated conversation with the two guys. I was to highly stimulated and exhilarated to wonder why they were giving Dan money, more interested in the orgasm that was imminent. I began riding the dildo faster, taking it as deep as I comfortably could into my cunt, whilst frantically frigging my sensitive tumescent clitoris until I came with a loud groan of satisfaction. I leant back against the cool wall, eyes closed, the dildo still buried deep in my cunt. My body was flushed and tingling as I thought about being fucked, imagining Dan taking me in front of every one. I was still savouring the moment, when I felt Dan's hand on my leg. I opened my eyes. “Great show. Are you still feeling horny?” he asked. Great, he's going to fuck me, I thought, nodding my head. “That's good. I've told Steve and Dave they can fuck you” he told me, holding up a handful of £10 notes, indicating the two guys he'd been talking to. Although I knew I was whoring myself, it didn't cross my mind to refuse. In fact it had long been a fantasy of mine to be a prostitute so it seemed to an obvious supplement to add to what I'd already done. “How much? I asked, eyeing the cash which would certainly be useful to pay some bills. “Fifty quid each” he replied. An easy £100 pounds I decided, suggesting that I could suck one off while the other fucked me. They were happy with that and I knelt in front of them, urging them to get their cocks out, eager to see what they'd got and suck them both before Dave fucked me and I gave Steve a blow job. They kept their clothes on, just unzipping and pulling their cocks out. I was a little disappointed that they weren't bigger, but by the time I'd taken them in my mouth, sucking them in turn, they had respectable 6 or 7 inch erections. Steve stood, back against the counter, wanking his cock. I got up off my knees, noticing that the woman who was being fingered, was now kneeling sucking her mans cock. I bent over, holding onto the counter with one hand. I moved my feet apart, spreading my legs as wide as I comfortable could. I waited while Dave guided his cock into my pussy and began fucking me, then lowered my head, taking Steve's cock between my lips. I began by just taking his knob in my mouth, using my tongue to tease him while I got used to being fucked and cocksucking at the same time. It took a minute or two before we got into a sort of synchronised rhythm, Dave driving his cock into my cunt, pushinging me forward onto Steve's cock in my mouth. It was all over in less than 10 minutes, Dave depositing a heavy load of spunk in my pussy, while Steve emptied his balls mostly into my mouth. I stood with a grin, spunk on my face, dribbling from my mouth, more spunk running down my legs and dripping from my gaping cunt. I could tell from Dan's expression he was pleased with me and several of the customers congratulated me on my slutty performance as I cleaned the spunk from my body and dressed. The woman thanked me for giving her the courage to suck her partner off in public. Just before they left she told me he'd been pestering her to go dogging and she intended to suggest they went that night. If they did I hope she enjoyed it. I received the dildo as a gift and an invite to return any time and “perform” again. Dan paid for everything. I was £100 better off and still on a high as he dropped me home, telling me to be at his flat, wearing one of my purchases later that evening as he had a surprise arranged. I think this is a good place to stop. Want to know more about how I became a Slut and a Whore?