Let me start with an explanation!
For me a slut is a woman that freely and uninhibitedly lives out her sexuality, whenever she wants it with whomever she wants to and doesn't mind if it's a different guy every time because all she cares for is a stiff and hard cock to suck on or to have her pussy, ass or mouth fucked.
Nothing wrong with that!?
The problem is that the word slut always had a negative meaning. It was used in a derogatory way to insult and hurt women, to put them down and to make them feel guilty.
And too many times it was used by rejected men with the intent to destroy her good reputation!
Sadly, that still happens all the time!!
For guys who do exactly the same, and that's pretty much every guy, there's no such word!
On the contrary, a guy who does the same fucking around whenever he feels like it, with whomever he wants to, is actually admired for it by his male peers.
I never liked this double minded thinking and despise people who think this way and use it in this negative way!
I admire sluts, I adore and love them because I would be the worst slut ever if I would be a woman and for the reasons which you can read about in the following true story.
I always had a greater respect for women and for me sluts deserve the greatest admiration and respect!
Enjoy!
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The first time I met Jutta was when I accompanied a good workmate.
He was a bit timid visiting another colleague of us just by himself.
We met our colleague just a few weeks earlier on a seminar that took place at our company's headquarter in Hannover with people from all over Germany.
Both immediately liked each other the moment they saw each other and began a romantic affair.
The seminar went on for about a week and when we returned to Hamburg and his affair to Münster they stayed in touch.
A few weeks later they wanted to meet again and she invited him to visit her over the Easter weekend.
At that time both didn't know if a proper relationship would work out and when she invited him to join her on an Easter tradition with her friends, he accepted, after asking me if I would come along.
I always liked seeing and exploring new places, so it was a no brainer for me.
We arrived in the late afternoon on Thursday before Good Friday, after a few hours drive and soon after we settled in it was already time to go out again.
His affair had already arranged to meet up with some of her friends.
All girls as we found out, so no complaints from me.
We went to another apartment where we would meet the rest of her friends and the reason why we met at this other apartment was because it was Jutta's new apartment.
She just moved in and wanted to show it to her girlfriends.
When we arrived there, most of the other girls were already there and were happily chatting away, sharing the latest gossip.
I only listened with one ear but I picked up that Jutta just recently broke up with her boyfriend of a few years and the talk was all about how badly he dealt with the breakup, trying to get the sympathy of everyone whilst trying to make Jutta look bad.
Typical guy reaction because of a hurt ego!
The story of their breakup actually made it into the local newspaper for a different reason but he couldn't resist talking to the reporter about it and presented himself as the victim.
One of the girls brought the newspaper for Jutta to read as she didn't know about the article then. It was on the front page.
After Jutta calmed down again because she got upset about her ex talking to a newspaper regarding their breakup and her friends assured her that her ex is an idiot and never deserved her, we finally went on our way to an open-air event.
It was a mild night and the location was an old fort or castle of some sort. There was alcohol, good music and excellent vibes.
The whole place was buzzing with excitement and after getting drinks we went on the dance floor and danced to the beat.
After a while it seemed that all of Jutta's friends had already left. My colleagues wanted to leave too and asked me if I wanted to head back to her place.
The night was still young and I didn't feel like ending the night early.
I also didn't want to be the third wheel as it was apparent that my colleagues wanted to spend some alone time and I enjoyed the vibrant atmosphere of that event.
I told them I would like to stay but since I didn't know the way back, I'd probably have to go with them.
When Jutta heard that she jumped in, offering to bring me back to her friends place later because she wanted to stay as well.
After this my colleagues happily went on their way and Jutta and me went back on the dance floor shaking our bodies and enjoying a good time.
Jutta danced in front of me with her back towards me and after a while we were dancing quite close together. When I closed the gap and initiated body contact, she moved even closer and we started grinding our bodies together. A bit like dirty dancing.
While we were moving together, me enjoying her firm butt pressed into my front and she, feeling my hard dick nestled between her butt cheeks, her ex appeared and tried to start a conversation with her.
I completely ignored him and while they were talking, we continued moving together. Luckily, he disappeared again after only a few minutes and our dancing grew hotter and hotter.
We never touched each other with our hands, danced face to face or kissed but it got steamier and more exciting and thrilling by the second.
We finally had enough, decided to call it a night and slowly walked down a pathway with our arms wrapped around each other, having a conversation.
When I voiced my concern of ending up as a third wheel, Jutta offered me to stay with her and I happily accepted as I also wanted to find out where this was going.
When there was a pause in our conversation, I used the opportunity and guided Jutta around me to stand in front of me and leaned in to kiss her. As I was hoping she immediately moved her head towards mine and we kissed the first time.
As we both were already quite turned from our dancing earlier our kiss quickly progressed into a make out session.
Jutta was wearing a shoulder free top and I used it to my advantage and reached into it from above to feel her tits.
I like boobs in every way they come. Big, small, firm, perky, soft, saggy, I like them in any size, shape and form but small tits are my favourite, as, in my experience, they are usually more sensitive to the touch but I also like the look of them when they're uncovered.
Women's breasts are my favourite part of the female body, closely followed by the pussy and all the rest.
Jutta has small tits, less than a handful but not flat, with nice nipples that stick out prominently when hard and her tits and nipples were very sensitive.
Another big turn on for me are long hard nipples. The longer, the more arousing for me.
So here we are, kissing passionately, me happily playing with Jutta's fantastic small tits, and Jutta happily enjoying my attention right in the middle of the pathway, almost right underneath a lamp for everyone easily to notice what we were doing but we both couldn't care less about that at all.
I already liked Jutta when I first saw her but now, I liked her even more.
We finally continued on our way, now talking about continuing what we just started at her place, as we both wanted more, when Jutta asked me if I brought condoms.
