I have been asked a little bit more about some of my experiences of the past and a couple of you have asked for more of my naughtier exploits in my late teens. I cannot add my earlier experiences here due to the rules of Literotica.
Mike, my husband also likes me to share these with you as well as it gets him hard thinking what a slut I was at times, and also how I have had some lovely replies and comments from you guys, and girls, on here.
I have already shared many and intend to share some of my experiences relating to:
1. My mums vibrator and how I found one of their (mum and dads) porno videos, watched it and used mums vibro on myself.
2. How I got a bit of a reputation for sucking guys off at school and how I had my first multi cock experience.
3. How I met Eric, my first older lover, and how he introduced me to bigger sex toys and also to some fun times with him and some of his friends.
4. How I behaved very slutty on my summer holidays abroad, fucking and sucking with over 30 guys on two separate holidays, experiencing my first three way fuck with two guys on one occasion and having my first double penetration fun with them, this was repeated a couple more times on subsequent holidays as well.
5. How I acted as a waitress for a poker night for five older guys and how they had fun, fucking and sucking with me.
I have also added some of my teasing fun, since my marriage to Mike, with our elderly neighbour Frank, and now his friends too. And how he and they have now gotten to the stage of me fucking, sucking and wanking them off, fingering and licking me out etc, all with my husbands permission.
A couple of you wanted to know more about the older guys who I had let fuck me for the poker night.
I had intimated I had met a few of them again for fun, as groups and singles and one of the sexiest nights I had with them was on one of their birthdays when I was still just 19.
I had a phone call from one of the guys at the poker night, Peter, who informed me it was soon to be Fred's birthday, and that he was planning a surprise party for him.
I asked what was the plan and he said he had booked an upstairs room in one of our local pubs, and that he had invited some 15-20 or so of Fred's old work colleagues and friends along.
The plan was to have a bit of a drink and general birthday bash, the bar had put on some food and the room was to be used privately by the group and no one else.
I could sense this was heading somewhere and immediately said...
"15-20!,don't get any ideas!"
Peter laughed and said for me not to be so daft and that he hadn't intended to ask me to fuck them all!
I replied I was keen to help, but that for so many if I was to do anything" then I would have to feel safe and that there was no way I would be taking on that many!
He said to me he had merely been phoning to see if I wanted to come along, but that if I was agreeable then maybe I could do a little striptease or something for Fred?
Now okay, by this point I had a fair bit of experience when it came to sex.
I had enjoyed oral, threesomes, group sex, anal and of course a lot of toy play. But the thought of so many people seeing me was, I confess a bit nerve wracking and also a bit exciting at the same time.
I told Peter I would think it over and let him know in a day or so,the party was scheduled for the following weekend and whatever I decided I would be going along to say happy birthday to Fred anyway.
I had butterflies for the next 48 hours!
I couldn't make my mind up. At first it got me really horny thinking of it, and then I would feel absolute dread and worry that this was too far of a leap. It was one thing to do some of the things I had done in private and behind closed doors, but it was totally another to contemplate doing some of them in 'public' so to speak.
After much deliberation I contacted Peter and said I would turn up, bringing an outfit with me and would see how I felt on the night.
He understood, and was happy enough for me to be giving it consideration, reiterating that he and the other guys would 'take care' of me and that nothing would happen without my consent and agreement.
The Saturday night arrived and I went to the bar for a couple of drinks before hand to meet up with the guys and we waited for Fred too arrive.
I had dressed casually, in jeans, boots and a plain blouse. Nothing too overtly sexual as I didn't want to give the wrong impression to anyone who hadn't met me before!
The room was up two flights of stairs, at the back of the pub and the landlord had previously set up the room for us and so we wouldn't be disturbed again.
Any drinks we wanted was taken care of by Fred's friends, they had put a kitty behind the bar and the drinks were pre paid for, the room had its own little bar area, which the landlord had staffed with one of his sons.
I was the only female there and stood out like a bit of a sore thumb, the guys who knew me were obviously being very attentive and I was being furnished with drinks and generally spoilt.
In total 14 had turned up excluding me, and of course the barman's son made up the numbers in the room.
I was introduced to a couple of the the guys from Fred's previous work, another couple from a club he was a member of and some more from various previous times in Fred's life. They were all very pleasant, very attentive and most of all very charming.
After a half an hour or so Fred arrived and was brought up to the room by another of his friends.
We all greeted him and he was genuinely surprised and seemed very happy with the wee get together.
By this time the drinks were flowing and everyone was getting in the spirit of things.
Fred, on seeing me, gave me a hug and a wee peck and said how nice it was of me to come along etc. We chatted and it was all very merry and convivial.
One of the guys I was sitting at a table with asked me, "What is in the bag you have?"
I blushed a little and told him Peter had asked if I would do a little turn for Fred, a little striptease or something and that I had brought an outfit and undies to change into if all went well and I agreed to do it.
His eyes lit up at the mention of undies, and he asked me if I was a dancer or stripper, and had I done it before.
I told him no I hadn't but that as Fred was a close friend and as it was his birthday I was asked if I would mind doing it.
He then asked, "Well are you going too?"
This was the crux time, decision time. I had been having a great time and all the guys seemed very nice and all very gentle and kind. the idea of stripping in front of so many remained a bit worrying, but the feeling of sexual excitement had far outweighed any nerves I may have had.