Fluffy1657

Ah, interesting. Maybe you should see if you can get a verified hooker account (I know you're not a hooker), and see if that attracts a bit more attention?

Have you tried barepunting.info? Not dead...

Ever since the gang bang and the glory hole, my pussy has been hungry for new cock. Even if I fucked one of my growing number of booty calls, which I did almost every day, I found the lust for variety overwhelming. Whenever I was out and saw a man, I'd visualise fucking him. Some of the guys were hot, which made it easy, but some were a bit unappealing, perhaps overweight or older. Sometimes I'd imagine doing them doggy style or in the glory hole so I couldn't see them, but when I was already horny, it was easier to imagine fucking them. Fortunately, I get horny pretty easily, so it would only take me a minute or two to get to imagining straddling some guy with a pot belly and bald head, kissing like lovers, while picturing his bare, bent cock inside my pussy. It also helped that I usually had some cum inside me, so whenever I thought about sex, I'd also feel the cum, which would raise my libido further. Of course, by Thursday, not getting any new cock for a few days made me randier and randier, especially as I thought about the coming weekend, where I had a morning planned with Laurent and his brothers, followed by going back to Rafaele's house, with his housemates and a few friends. As I got hornier, I messaged Laurent to ask him if he knew any other guys who could join in, and asked Rafaele how many he'd arranged. Laurent said he would ask his brothers to bring a friend each, and would tell his cousins. I told him that I'd be disappointed if there wasn't at least six guys to fuck me. Rafaele told me that his four housemates would be there, and he had three extra friends too. I told him to ask his housemates to bring a friend each, and to make it at least ten. My pussy dripped in anticipation of fucking sixteen guys in one day, and the rest of my school day went very slowly. During one break, Sebastian, one of the shyer guys in class, though one who'd always been friendly to me (we were both somewhat nerdy at times), asked me for a favour. He told me he really liked this other girl in class, and wanted my advice on how to hit on her. He asked me what works for me, so he could try it on her. I answered truthfully that pretty much anything works for me, but to just talk to her like a normal human being, and don't worry about whether she likes you - many girls find that attractive. He asked what I meant by "anything works for me", and so I told him that if he wanted to kiss me, he could just kiss me, and if he wanted to fuck, we could find somewhere and fuck. He seemed incredulous (which I guess was not surprising, but I was getting very comfortable with my sluttiness now), and pointed to a secluded corner behind a building, saying "you mean, we could go over there now and kiss?". I said "sure, or we could kiss here, or we could go over there and fuck - I don't mind". He said let's go to the corner then. He was somewhat shy about making a move, so I just took him in my arms, put his hands on my butt, and started kissing him. We broke for air, and he was flustered - it was his first kiss. I told him that if he ever wants to do anything with me, just to go for it. I felt his hands trembling a bit, as he worked them under my skirt, while I encouraged him with more kisses. I could feel his erection through his jeans as he slipped his hands under my knickers. I told him that I wanted him to fuck me right now, and worked his hard cock out of his jeans in front of me, pulled my knickers to the side, and slipped him inside of me. It couldn't have been more than thirty seconds, maybe less, and he was filling me with his cum. We straightened ourselves out, and went to class, me telling him to come to my place to follow up properly sometime, and we could talk about how to attract the other girl. That night, he fucked me at my place a few more times. We talked about the other girl a bit, and he asked if I was jealous - I said of course not, but she might be, so best not to tell her about me. He asked if he could tell his friends about me (so cute that he was asking if he could show off). I told him that he can tell any guy he wants, as long as he's pretty sure that guy would want to follow up and fuck me, not just talk about me. I could barely believe I'd done that, but today seemed to be a day where my sex-craziness was taking over, and I was just straight out asking guys to find other guys for sex, so this didn't seem like too big a leap. The following morning, three of his friends came to ask if what they heard was true, so at lunch, I took them behind the proverbial bike shed, and fucked each of them, and Sebastian as well. They were all so shy and bashful, it was quiet and awkward sex, but didn't last long. It took maybe five minutes before I had four loads of cum inside me. They didn't even feel my boobs, which was fortunate, as the nipple piercings, while healing well, were still tender. I told them that if they wanted more practice, to arrange to come to my place after school and we could fool around for longer. Needless to say, they accepted the offer, and we had another hour or two at my place with them taking turns on my naked body. I taught them how to find the clitoris, what to do with it, how to go down on me, and we tried most of the main positions. I don't think I was much use at helping them hit on girls (except perhaps for the confidence), but I'm sure that once they are successful, the girls will enjoy what they can do now. In the evening, I told Mum about my plans for going to Laurent's and Rafaele's places the following morning. She was very proud about how quickly I had progressed from just a bit of sex through to networking to get more sex. She didn't think it would be that quick for me, but seeing as it was, she told me that she wanted to take me to an STD clinic to get checked, and that I should start going once a month to the same private clinic that she and Dad do. We talked about risks, and how to minimise them, while still maximising sex. She told me she and Dad were on PrEP, so they didn't need to worry about HIV, and that perhaps I should consider it, especially if I was planning to go to glory holes and ask men to find sex partners for me. Apparently, it was more important for gay and bisexual men, becuase anal was more risky, especially with other gay and bisexual men, but once Dad started taking PrEP, and mum saw how it made him sluttier because he didn't worry about HIV any more, she did the same. She found that it helped her to relax when fucking bisexual men - and she knew she'd fucked a few of them, including the guy at the clinic, who fucks her each time they waited for the test results. I asked how she knows he's bisexual, and she told me that Dad fucks him each time he waits for the test results too, and said that he usually has cum in his ass already. I made an appointment for Monday after school, using my fake ID so he wouldn't suspect anything.

Nothing like a slutty woman to turn me on

I thought about describing each one in detail, but I find when I read that this gets a bit repetitive. It certainly does when I write. I also think that this girl is more of a numbers queen, quantity over quality, so she goes into a trance, and doesn't remember the details apart from a few memorable ones. I really like it when girls can't remember all the guys they've fucked. Still, will try to find a balance between details and speed :-) Thanks for the comments. I hope you've all spilled some seed thinking about this. Any women still reading? I know @sexilexxie was earlier :-)

Thanks. Call me an upvote or comment whore if you like, but I get motivated by encouragement, so please say something or upvote if you're enjoying reading this.

By Tuesday, my pussy and ass had fully recovered. I was a bit nervous about the glory hole, and had called Rafaele to come help me. We met in the city at about 10am, me dressed in my most mature looking skirt and top. We walked into the shop, which was completely empty except for the assistant, who immediately asked for my id. He was satisfied with it, so we spent some time looking around at all the different types of porn and sex toys. Rafaele bought me a butt plug and we talked about all the different fetishes I could try. Eventually, we went to explore the cabins, finding them empty, which allowed us to find the one with a glory hole. We put some money in the video, and watched for a bit. I sat on his lap, and he felt me up, getting me wet, and then removing my clothes completely. Rafaele then told me he wanted to fuck me through the glory hole, so went next door, put some money in to watch the video, and put his penis through the hole. He was already hard, but I sucked him and played with his cock, imagining it to be a stranger. He was already hard, and I was already wet, so I soon turned around, and impaled myself on him, enjoying the strange intensity from only having contact with his penis and nothing else. I heard some noise on the cabin to the other side of me, which had another hole. I put my fingers through like I had heard, and shortly, a flaccid penis came through the hole. I couldn't reach it with my mouth, but could fondle it with my hands, which made it grow harder. As it grew, I could just get the tip in my mouth, and tasted the pre-cum. The naughtiness of this gave me an orgasm, and my orgasm caused Rafaele to cum inside me too. He pulled out, and I moved to take the new cock fully in my mouth, hearing the guy groan in pleasure, and Rafaele zipping up behind me. I then heard Rafaele leave the other cabin, talk quietly to another guy, and knock on my cabin. I unlocked it, leaving the cock briefly, and let Rafaele in, catching a glimpse of another man behind him. Wanking the cock with my hand I told Rafaele that this was so horny, and I wanted to fuck as many men as I could, but that I wanted him to encourage me all the way. Then I went back to sucking the cock in front of me. Rafaele said that if I was a real slut, I'd have that cock in my pussy by now, and would be looking for the next. I smiled and told him that's what I wanted to hear, turned around, and took the strange cock in my cum-filled pussy. Rafaele helped by rubbing my clit a bit, feeling my breasts, and telling me to "take that cock", "make him cum inside you", and so on. He came inside me, I kneeled down, took the other cock deep in my mouth, and rubbed the cum into my clit. The cock was almost ready to cum, so I jumped up and slipped it inside of me, just as it began to spurt. I heard a new guy enter the other side, so put my fingers through. An already hard cock came through the hole, and Rafaele said to just fuck him straight away, so I turned around again, slid his cock into my hole, and started bouncing against him, while Rafaele kissed me from in front. A few minutes later, I felt his orgasm, and saw the stranger's cum dripping down my leg. Nobody came in for a little while after that, so Rafaele dared me to put just my underwear on and walk around the store, with cum dripping down my leg, so guys who came in would know I was there. I went out, just as one guy walked in the door. I went straight to the guy at the counter, and told him to send people to the glory hole to fuck me. I felt so brazen and slutty, it was incredible. He said that he'd already been, which was why there was nobody in the store - he had to lock the door while he fucked me. But he'd just sent a tweet out from the store account, so I should expect a few more people soon. I shivered with excitement at knowing that this man had fucked me without me knowing, and was now basically marketing me to his customers as a sex toy. I took off my bra, and gave it to him, saying "souvenir?", and blew him a kiss. He smiled and asked for a proper kiss. I obliged, and he felt my boobs thoroughly. By this stage, there were two guys in the store, watching me from a distance. I walked back to the glory hole, making eye contact with both guys, and taking off my knickers and doing a twirl before entering, so they could see me naked. Rafaele followed me back in, telling me that was amazing, and that I had a lot of expectation to live up to now. I soon fucked two more guys - I presume the guys who I saw in the shop. After the second one came in me, I turned to take the third, completely unknown dick, in my pussy, as before. He pulled away, so I bent down to check what was going on. His penis came back through the hole, in a condom. I was a little disappointed, but figured I may as well give it a try. I stood up, and took him inside of me. It didn't feel great, so I stopped, took the condom off (I think this was the first time I'd touched a condom), and tried again. He pulled back again, so I called through the hole that I'd suck him, but didn't want to fuck with a condom. He agreed, so I sucked away, hoping to get him off quickly so I could find a dick for my pussy. I was fairly successful, and he came in my mouth, which I swallowed. While doing so, I heard someone in the cabin behind. Without looking, I stood up and pressed my pussy over the glory hole. I heard a voice say "Mmmm", and then felt fingers on my labia, rubbing, entering me. Then a tongue, which felt divine, though I throbbed for cock. Soon enough, I felt the tip of a hard penis nudging against me, entering me. I pressed against the hole so he could enter, and he went straight in with one push. He fucked me for a few minutes, before blowing his load inside me. For the first time, I hadn't even seen the penis which had fucked me. This turned me on so much, that I almost bit off the next cock that came through the hole in front. I stayed in the glory hole for about two more hours, and counted thirteen new men (fourteen including Rafaele) who came in my pussy, and the one in my mouth. When it was quiet for a bit, I straddled Rafaele on the stool, and fucked him again in the cabin, cum dripping all over his cock and balls. We cleaned up with the paper towels, but still smelled strongly of sex. We dressed, and left, through the quiet store, thanking the attendant on the way out - he told me to come back any time, and I said I would. We had a quick late lunch, then I left Rafaele and went to meet Mum. I told her all about it while the guy in the piercing place was working on our nipples in a private room. He said it sounded really hot, and he wished he'd been there. Mum asked if he wished he'd been there, or if he was saying he wanted to fuck me. He said both. Mum asked if he meant he wanted to fuck us both, or that he wanted to be there and fuck me. He said "all of the above", just as he finished the piercings. Shortly, we were both bent over the table, butts in the air, with this heavily tattooed and pierced guy taking turns on our pussies with his bare cock, complete with prince alfred piercing, spreading the cum from my pussy to Mum's, which she kept encouraging him with, and (I later found out), the cum from her two lunchtime lovers to mine. Eventually, he came, first spurt in me, then swapped quickly to mum, and back to me, spreading his load between us. That evening, we showed Dad our pierced nipples, and told him about our escapades. As I was describing the guy who licked my pussy, he stopped me and asked exactly what time I was in the glory hole, and exactly which shop I was in. I told him, and he said that he had seen a tweet from the store account, and had gone there about then, and had licked a girl out, then fucked her. We were all silent for a moment, before Mum said "Well, you're not actually related, and you didn't know who it was at the time, and it sounds like it felt good for both of you. Don't worry about it - now, continue the story." I finished telling my story, with Mum adding details, and this is where I found out that she had two loads of cum in her while the piercing guy was fucking her and I. I updated my journal, which was looking pretty good, and heard Mum and Dad go out to the sex club again. I booty-called Jonas, Timo and Tobias to come and do me to cap off a great day.

I got in the backseat of the car next to Mum (Dad was driving). I smiled at them, and they grinned back at me. "How's our slut?" asked Mum, beaming with pride. "Tell us everything!" I told them all about it. Mum asked for more details, to describe each cock and the guy it was attached to, and what I did with each one, and how it felt. She had me describe and relive all the good feelings and each orgasm I could remember and what the guys were doing to me at the time. It felt good reliving the experience so soon after, and I could tell that Mum and Dad were kinda getting off on it too. She gave me advice on how to enjoy anal more (not that I didn't enjoy it, but I'm always keen for more pleasure), and how to stop the soreness in my pussy and ass (Dad shared his experiences on anal, but otherwise stayed silent). When I told them about asking the guys for booty-calls, they cheered, but told me to always let them know when I was going somewhere with someone I didn't know. Mum told me they were going to take me out for a nice dinner, and then I should go home and have a soothing bath, while they go out to the swingers club and work off some of the horniness from hearing about my day. I said that I wished I could come - even if I was sore, I was still aching to be filled. Mum said that when I had ID, I could go, but that while underage, I couldn't go there, because even if people were OK with it, if they knew my age, they'd be liable if I got caught. But she suggested I booty-call Jonas for some gentle sex after my bath - her philosophy was to give her pussy whatever it wanted, and it sounded like mine was at least as greedy as hers. We had dinner, and mum toasted to me "more than doubling my experience in one day - that's probably the only thing you did today that you will never do again". I laughed, and said that she may be right, eleven more new men in one day was hard, but not impossible. If I'm to do it, it's going to have to be soon, because I've already had a message on my phone from Laurent asking if I'd like to see him and his two brothers next Saturday, to which I replied, asking him to tell me where and when so that would make it thirteen. When I got home, I messaged Jonas to tell him to come over in a couple of hours, and then Rafaele called me to ask how I was doing. I told him everything was great, and about my evening plans. He said I was amazing, and asked if I could come back next Saturday. I told him that I had plans with Laurent and his brothers, but I'd come afterwards, and that he should invite a few more friends as well. We talked some more, and he asked me which bars I planned to go to with my new ID. I told him that I didn't like to drink, so probably won't enjoy bars much, but wanted the ID to go to sex shops and so on, but maybe after today, I'd try going to bars and picking up some guys there too sometime. I really liked experienced guys, who know what they want and how to make me feel good, and probably would find some in bars. He wanted to know everything about what I wanted to do in sex shops, so I told him what I'd heard about glory holes and sex cinemas. He said that if I ever wanted company, to call him and he'd be there, and would definitely want to fuck me through the glory hole. I said that I'd call him only if he promised to help me push my limits. He asked what my limits where, and I said that apart from bestiality, drugs, children and torture, I didn't know, and wasn't sure I had any, but if he found them, I'd want him to help me push them. My goal is to be sluttier than my mum, to be the easiest woman in the world - I've never said no to a sexual experience, and didn't ever want to. Then I asked him what I should do to make myself look older, especially when naked. My boobs were still small and not particularly full-shaped, so I looked my age when naked, even if I could dress up. He suggested getting my nipples pierced, and shaving my pussy hair into a landing strip. It would make me look sexually experienced, which would then make guys think I was older. That seemed like a good idea, so after the call, I messaged Mum to see if she could take me to get them done. She responded saying it was a great idea, and she'd do hers too. I bathed, soothed my sore pussy, and then Jonas came over. We sat in the bath together, then fucked gently. I told him everything that had happened, making both of us so horny we could barely stop ourselves from fucking hard, except that it hurt too much, and so we had to slow down. We tried anal for the first time too, using his cum from my pussy as lube. He stayed until about 1am, then went home, and I fell asleep. It didn't seem long before I was woken by some noise at my door. My parents had come home with a few male friends, and checked on me to ensure I was asleep. Seeing that I was, they decided to have an orgy in the lounge. I crept out, naked, and watched them fucking in the lounge, keeping quietly in the shadows at the top of the stairs. Soon enough, one of the guys came upstairs, still naked, to go to the toilet. I hid from him as he walked past me and went in the door, not locking it. I felt desire to have this strange man, but also some fear of being caught, or rejected. I tiptoed to the door, and when I heard him flush, walked in, closing it quickly behind me as he washed his hands. He was startled, but I told him to be quiet and fuck me quickly, dropping to my knees to suck his cock to get it hard. When it was hard enough, I bent forward over the sink, and he entered my pussy, which was still lubricated from Jonas's cum. He soon added his load, and I turned around, kissed him, and said goodnight. He went downstairs, and the other guy asked him what took him so long. He said that he thought we'd woken me up, so he was being very quiet and slow. Mum and Dad took the guys to their bedroom to continue more quietly. I went to bed and slept deeply. I woke up, feeling great, but aching all over. At breakfast, I told Mum and Dad about what happened the night before, and they said that they suspected that was the case, but that it was best to pretend that they had no idea. Mum asked if I was over the soreness now, and I told her not at all, but that that wasn't going to stop me from having sex when the opportunity presented itself. She smiled, and told me I was just like her. She was going to the glory hole at the sex shop this afternoon to get some more cock. I said I was surprised that it was open on Sunday afternoons, and she said that it was one of the best times apart from weekday lunchtimes for the ones in the city. "Speaking of weekdays in the city, school has a free day this week on Tuesday - how about we get our nipples pierced in the city that afternoon?" I said. "I'm planning to do some shopping in the morning, and have lunch with some girlfriends, so we could meet after that". Mum agreed, and didn't ask about my unusual girlfriends lunch, which was lucky, as I'd made it up as an excuse to check out the glory hole myself. Maybe that was obvious, as Mum seemed to have a knowing smile.

"Are you sure you're OK?", Rafaele asked. "I don't want to have to go explaining to your mother how I failed to protect you from my horny college housemates." I told him not to worry, that I would tell my mother all about it, and that she already knows about all my other sexual conquests, and that my mother would be proud of me. He didn't believe me, so I got out my phone, and texted mum "Hey Mum, guess what? I just fucked Rafaele! He came in my pussy and then my ass - first time ever!", showing him the text after I sent it. He panicked, and asked if I really just did that. He checked the number I sent it to against my Mum's number in his phone, and went very red when he realised they matched. Her response came quickly (just like me): "Wow, well done! How was it? I fucked him a few times too, he was pretty good for a young guy. Tell him hi from me, and ask him when I get to see him next ;-)" "BUSTED!" I laughed. Rafaele and I fell over on the bed giggling. He was embarrassed, but I guess this proved to him that he didn't need to worry about corrupting me. He asked if I was jealous, and I told him of course not, but that if he fucks Mum again, he has to fuck me as well, because I want to beat her cock-count. He asked "Is that why you want to fuck my housemates? To beat her cock-count?" "Are you jealous?" I prodded. "No, but I guess that means I don't need to worry about leading you on", he smiled. "Of course not - I like you as a friend with benefits sort of thing. But hey, I didn't say I wanted to fuck your housemates", I said. "Well, do you?" He asked "Yes, but not just to beat her cock-count. I just want more sex, especially with new guys. My pussy is aching for cock", I responded. "Anyway, what shall I tell mum about when you'll see her again?" "I'm at the tennis club next Sunday..." he said. I texted Mum: "He'll be at the tennis club next Sunday. By the way, he has four housemates ... ... ... What should I do? ;-)" She said: "Whatever you (and they) want. Don't do anything I wouldn't do ;-). I guess you won't be home until late afternoon then? Get some lunch - protein is good for you xxx" Then his phone beeped, and the message from my mum was: "Thanks for looking after her today! Introduce her to your housemates. She could do with some older friends ;-). See you next Sunday xx" Rafaele was hard again by this stage. I told him he can fuck me again before or after introducing me to his housemates, but only if he promises to help me fuck at least one of them. I didn't want to offer myself to them and then get rejected. Rafaele told me that he couldn't go out there with an erection, so it will have to be before, but he'd like to do it after as well. I said that I wasn't going to say no. We fucked again, like animals, him calling me a slut and telling me I was about to fuck four other guys I didn't know, and that soon my pussy would be overflowing with cum. I had two orgasms before he came inside me again. After we caught our breath, he got dressed, and told me that he'd go and get some water for us, and talk to the guys, and I should dress and come out in about five minutes if he didn't come back first. I batted my eyelids at him and asked what I should wear, because I didn't want to get his cum on the clothes I would go home in. He smiled and gave me a few tissues to clean up, and one of his white dress shirts, which came down almost to my knees, and my hard nipples poked quite clearly through the thin fabric. I made him promise to encourage me to be slutty when I came out, to dare me to do things, give me ideas, and egg me on. He went out, there was more whooping and hollering. I messaged mum to say I was hoping to be home late, and would tell her all about it, and she responded, telling me that she could pick me up if I needed a ride because I couldn't walk... I played with my clit a bit, and then decided I couldn't wait much longer, and went out to the lounge, pinching my nipples first to make them harder. The guys didn't notice me at first, but were obviously quizzing Rafaele on whether he was for real. I interrupted to ask where my water was, and sidled up to Rafaele, snuggling under his arm, taking the water, and then giving him a lingering wet kiss on the lips, standing on my toes. More whooping and hollering and whistling, then awkward silence for a moment until one of the guys told me I look amazingly sexy, and asked, feigning innocence (badly), what I had underneath my shirt. I did my best coquettish smile, and said "nothing", twirling a little from side to side. The fabric moved on my nipples, and made me shiver. Rafaele took my water, and said that he thought I should go and prove I have nothing underneath, pushing me towards the seated guy. I stood in front of him and told him to find out what I had on underneath for himself. My voice quivered a little, and I felt butterflies in my stomach. Was I taking it too far? Was my slut act too much for these guys, or would I get what I wanted? Some more hollering and encouragement from the other guys, and his hands carefully went to my legs, slowly up the outside of my thighs, and cupped my butt. Relieved, I moved forward in response, and straddled his lap, as he said to the guys "yep, nothing!". I said that I still could be wearing a g-string, or a bra, and he'd better check thoroughly. Rafaele told him that to stop him from saying anything else silly before he's checked properly, maybe he should kiss me. As we kissed and his hands explored my body under the shirt, I felt his erection pocking through his shorts and pressing gently against my wet pussy. I slipped my hand down to rub it, as we kissed and he pinched my nipples with one hand, then the other. I felt one of his fingers go down my butt crack and find my pussy, slipping inside my hot and wet hole. We broke for air, and he said "OK I've confirmed, there are definitely no clothes under the shirt, and the boobs are real". Rafaele said that he didn't trust Pierre, and asked who else wanted to check, and was passed around the group, each one getting more brazen, undoing my buttons, rubbing my clit. I got my hand down the shorts of two of the guys, and squeezed their hard cocks, feeling the pre-cum leaking out. The last guy, Marco, took my shirt off completely and told me my tits looked great. Jaan, asked how old I was. I was taken aback, but Rafaele stepped in, and told him that I was old enough, and did he want to check my ID? Emboldened, I said I was a late developer, but that that hasn't stopped me before. Rafaele then asked if it was fair that I was the only one naked, or that he hasn't had a kiss yet. I told him to drop his towel, and I'd kiss him. He said that if I did that with him, I'd have to do it with the others, otherwise that wouldn't be fair. I just nodded and pulled his towel off, revealing his erection, pushing him down onto a seat, and jumping on to straddle him. We kissed, and his cock easily slipped inside my pussy, though I don't think anyone noticed as they were too busy removing their own clothes. A skinny polish guy called Marcin was the first to strip off, and made it clear that he was next. I got off Rafaele, and sat on Marcin's lap. I started grinding my wet pussy on his bare cock as we kissed and his hands explored my body. I reached down, lifted my hips up, and slowly slipped his cock inside me - more whooping and hollering and cheering. I guess they noticed this time. I felt extra hands on my body. Rafaele stopped them, but I thanked him and said that if I wanted anything to stop, I'd say so, but nobody should stop anything unless I ask them to. My libido was in charge now, and I grabbed one of the other guys and kissed him, as Marcin pumped his cock into my pussy. Soon, I had a cock in my other hand, and moved over to take it into my mouth. The next few hours were a blur, as I was passed from one to the other, barely having a moment without a cock in my pussy, getting covered in wet, sticky cum, dripping from my cunt and over my butthole, and down my chin. My pussy started to get sore after about two hours, so I told them to be gentle. Rafaele said we could stop if I was sore, but I said no, I didn't want to stop until they'd all had enough, but they could try my butt if they wanted - just use some of the cum as lube. Soon, I had my second cock in my ass, then the third. While I was being gently ass-fucked doggy-style (the guys were gentle with me) by someone, Rafaele maneuvered himself underneath me, and rubbed his dick on my pussy. I took him in my hand and guided him into my pussy, orgasming almost immediately. While I was being doubled-fucked, and kissing Rafaele, the doorbell rang, and Pierre said "shit, that's Laurent, I forgot he was coming. Sorry! Let me get dressed and I'll take care of him". I whispered to Rafaele that I wanted Laurent to fuck me too. Rafaele said "but you don't even know him!" I said "I don't know the other guys either." Rafaele said "But I don't even know him!" "You're supposed to be encouraging me, remember? I want him to fuck me from behind, so I can't see him," I panted. Rafaele yelled to Pierre to wait a minute, and then pulled out, leaving my pussy unfamiliarly empty. He got up, wrapped himself in his towel, and went to talk to Pierre and Laurent. Shortly, I heard a deep, new voice, in French. I couldn't understand anything, and kept my eyes closed and my head down, as Marcin came in my ass. I heard the new voice ask a question, then Pierre translated, asking me if I wanted Laurent to fuck me. I nodded yes, and then felt fingers on my pussy, followed by a cock entering me. The cock was bigger than the others, and stretched my pussy well. His hands gripped my hips, and he fucked me hard, making my raw pussy sting gloriously. I moaned and screamed yes, harder, and more, and so on, until he came what felt like a gallon of cum in my pussy. I collapsed on the floor, then rolled over to see him. He was a tall, slim, black french guy, smiling back at me with big white teeth. As the cum dripped from my pussy, I absent-mindedly scrapped it up with my fingers, pushing it inside me again, and sighed "that was amazing, thanks guys", as I smiled around at the six naked men I had just been fucking. Pierre translated for Laurent, and we laughed. Rafaele asked who was hungry, and we all said yes. Like the college boys they are, they re-heated some pizza, and we sat around, eating it naked in the lounge, talking and laughing, with Pierre translating for Laurent, and his booming laugh following ten seconds later. After we ate, Laurent looked at me and said "again?", with a heavy French accent. I nodded, and went to suck his cock as the rest watched. When he was hard, and I could barely fit him in my mouth, I got up to straddle him as I had the others, aimed his cock at my raw pussy, and sat down on him slowly. We kissed and fucked for about twenty minutes. He was very gentle with me, and attentive, and the size of his cock made me feel every move. He came inside me, and I stayed sat on him for a minute, continuing to grind until I came also. I offered myself around again, and fucked Pierre, Marco and Jaan, then Laurent again, this time harder. Finally, by about five pm, nobody had any energy left, and I could barely walk. I called mum to come get me, pretending I was calling a taxi to meet me at the corner in 45 minutes so the guys wouldn't suspect anything, and went to shower, then came out naked while everyone else showered and dressed. It felt so sexy to be with all these guys looking at my body, having just felt each one of them fuck me thoroughly, while they were all dressed. My phone beeped to tell me Mum was waiting outside, but that I could take my time. I went one by one and kissed each of them deeply, allowing them one last feel of my naked body, then collected my clothes from Rafaele's room, dressing in front of them. I told them all to get my number from Rafaele, and booty-call me sometimes, then thanked them again and left, walking gingerly to the corner to meet Mum.

Rafaele is about 5 years older than me, and always used to flirt with me when we got together. His family and my family all played at the same tennis club, but then he moved across to the other side of the city for college, so I hadn't seen him in a while. When I called, we chatted for half an hour, catching up, and flirting again. Eventually, we got down to business, and I made him admit he had a fake ID, and then asked where he got it. He joked that he could tell me, but then he'd have to kill me. I pleaded and asked him if there was any way I could persuade him to tell me. He said he'd tell me if I sent nude photos. I said that I wouldn't do that - it wouldn't do for him to have underage porn on his phone anyway, but I could come over and show him my nude body in person. He didn't believe me, but we arranged that I'd come over that Saturday morning. He told me to try to dress "older", so he could take a photo for the ID, and he'd sort me out with something. I spent some time trying different clothes on to get the older look, doing my hair differently. Eventually I think I passed for early 20s, and left to go visit him. I wasn't dressed particularly sexy, but still seemed to attract some attention from the men on the subway. That gave me ideas, but I put them to the back of my mind for now. When I arrived at Rafaele's house, another guy answered the door. Turns out he lived in a share house with four other college guys. I introduced myself, and he showed me in. Rafaele was in the lounge, playing xBox with the other guys. I sat down next to him, and set about distracting him by leaning into him so my breast was touching his arm. He soon lost, but didn't seem too bothered by it. We chatted a bit, then I whispered to him "so, do you want to see my naked body here, or somewhere else?". He raised his eyebrows at me, and I met his eyes. It took him a little while, but eventually he got up and said to the other guys that he was going to help me with some of my coursework. I followed him into his room. We got in, and he said got out his camera, and told me to stand against the wall for the ID shot. We took a few photos, and then he sat down at his laptop to start creating the ID. I felt a little deflated that he didn't make me "pay", but while he did it, asking me a few key questions, like how old I wanted to be, with me standing behind him and him not really paying attention, I quietly stripped down to my underwear. He finished, printed the card, and turned to see me as I was unhooking my bra, and almost fell off his chair, saying that he was only kidding about seeing me nude, and he'd give me the card for free. I told him I was serious, and asked him if he'd like to see me naked, because if he didn't want to, I could get dressed, but I'd like to fuck him, so we'd need to get naked for that anyway. Then I took my bra off completely, and tossed it at him. Flustered, he went to check the ID, and gave it to me as I stepped out of my panties. The ID was great, really convincing. I put it away in my bag, bending over at the hips to give him a good look at my bare butt and pussy lips. I turned back around, put my arms around him, placed his hands on my butt, and thanked him with a lingering kiss on the lips. He told me again that I didn't need to do this, and that my parents would kill him if they knew. I told him that I was sure they'd be fine with it, and not to worry, and that I knew I didn't have to do it, but I wanted to, and if he didn't want to, to just tell me, but if he did, to fucking be a man about it, and take what he wanted. There was a few seconds pause, and then he smiled, pulled me close to him, and kissed me hard. When we broke for air, I said "that's more like it", and he then really got into it. Soon, his shirt came off, and I ran my fingers over my first real man's chest - hairy and muscular. He went down on me, which was a first - I hadn't really thought about it with the other guys, and obviously, neither had they. Wow, what a revelation. His tongue on my clit, finger inside my vagina. I had about four orgasms, then had to stop him. He stripped off, and I saw his hard cock. He reached for a condom. I said he didn't need one as I was on the pill. He said "I guess you're not a virgin then", and I laughed, telling him he was going to be my sixth man, but my first real man, so it depends what he meant. We fucked for about an hour - he kept edging himself, to make it last longer - and I had a few more noisy orgasms. When we did it doggy style, he occasionally pushed a finger into my butt, which took me by surprise, but it wasn't a particularly bad feeling, and I'd emptied my bowels that morning and showered well, so I wasn't too concerned. I pushed back onto his finger, encouraging him. Eventually, he came inside me, and we collapsed in a heap. He put on a gown, and went to get some water, and I heard the guys cheering and whooping. When he came back, he seemed a bit red, and said that he guessed they'd heard us. I asked if he wanted them to hear us again, and he smiled. Then he asked if I'd ever done anal. I said I hadn't, but was willing to try, but he'd have to teach me what to do. He asked me when I last took a dump (that morning), and then said the only thing I needed to do was to tell him to go slower or to stop if it hurt too much. I said I would, but that I was really curious, so even if it hurt, I wanted to continue. He said maybe we'd just take a break if it hurt, and start again when I was ready. He pulled out some lube, set me in a pose with my butt in the air, and set about fingering my butt again - first one finger, then two. It felt not good, not bad, but definitely naughty, so made me horny and wet, so I played with my clit while he played with my butt. After my sphincter had relaxed, he got out a condom again. I told him I definitely won't get pregnant in my ass, and that I wanted to feel his cum inside my butt, otherwise we weren't really doing it properly. He lubed up his cock, and pressed it against my rear entrance. It hurt as it slowly went in, but I pushed back gently against him anyway. When he was all the way in, I told him to stay still for a while, as I adjusted to his size. I don't think he was particularly big, but it felt big enough in there. Once I was comfortable again, I told him that he could start. Slowly, he began thrusting, and I fingered my pussy, feeling his shaft through my pussy wall. I encouraged him to go a bit harder as I got comfortable. I fingered myself to an orgasm, which I made sure was a noisy one to entertain his friends. This time, he didn't edge himself, and told me he was ready to come in about five minutes. I told him to cum in my arse, and ... he did. The wet feeling was different to when it was in my pussy, but felt even naughtier. Afterwards, we fooled around a bit more, and he told me he had no idea I was such a slut. I smiled proudly, and told him I was planning to get much sluttier. He asked what would have happened if he had suggested I strip off in front of the guys. I said I would have been naked in front of the guys. He asked what would have happened then, and I said that I didn't know, but would like to find out. TBC

The next time Jonas was coming over, i couldn't keep my hands off my clit, in anticipation that maybe he'd be bringing someone new. When the doorbell rang, I threw on a flimsy t-shirt that just covered my wet pussy, ran to the door, and opened it wide without looking to see who was there. I felt deflated when it was just Jonas. He noticed, and I said I was so excited that he would have someone new for me, that I can't help but be a bit disappointed. Jonas then told me he had arranged for someone to join him, but had decided at the last minute not to, so he could be sure I was really wanting it. In my wonton state, I told him that I'd rather he went overboard and brought two or three guys than chickened out. He raised his eyebrows, and I said I could easily say no to more than I could handle, but I can't say yes to someone who isn't here, and besides, I wanted him to push my boundaries, not hold me back from them. He said that seeing that I was definitely keen, he'd call the guy and ask if he could turn around and come back, but if he did, I couldn't back out. I definitely wasn't backing out, and said I'd let him tie me up naked to make sure. Jonas wasn't keen on that, saying it would make him look like he was staging a rape, but suggested a blindfold. The doorbell rang, he blindfolded me and left me in the room, lying on the bed, naked. Shortly, I heard low voices, and the door opened. The thrill of being so vulnerable in front of someone without knowing who they were was overwhelming. I told him that whoever he was, he should get started, because I'm as horny as I've ever been, and am ready to burst if I don't get fucked soon. I felt the bed move as they climbed on next to me, then hands on my belly. I moved one hand to my boobs, and one (Jonas's, it turned out from the confident fingering that followed) to my pussy, and started reaching for their bodies. I found the unfamiliar body, and started searching for the belt, as I was keen to feel this new dick. As we fumbled to undress, and Jonas reassured the mystery man that he should be confident and go for it, I thought I recognised his voice, but couldn't place it. When he was down to his boxers, I told him that I wanted him to kiss me, and pulled him on top of me. I felt his erection pressing against my leg, as I manoeuvered to get him to grind on my pussy, and our tongues met. Hewasn't an experienced kisser, but his cock was rock hard, and felt bigger than any others I'd had. I pawed at his boxers to remove them and his bare shaft started sliding between my pussy lips as he started humping me. I lifted my hips up to guide his cock into my pussy, but he was long enough that it didn't go. The friction was driving me crazy, so I reached down, grabbed his cock and put him inside me. He entered quickly, and my wetness squelched around him. I felt full, and still didn't know who was fucking me. The thrill caused me to writhe in orgasm, quickly followed by him cumming deep inside me. We lay together for a moment, kissing and quivering, then I removed my blindfold, and immediately recognised Jonas's friend Marcus. We laughed, and took turns fucking and kissing more. I made them Jonas tell me how he told Marcus, and asked Marcus if he knew I was such a slut. Marcus said he had suspicions, as there were rumours, but wasn't sure until I put his hands on my boobs, he saw my smile, and felt my hands searching for his cock. I told him that I wanted him to think of me as a fuck buddy, and call me for sex sometimes. He agreed readily, and we fucked again. I saw them out wearing only my flimsy t-shirt, with cum dripping down my legs. Mum was already home, but kept quiet in the kitchen as we kissed and groped at the door. I went to the kitchen to show off, and told Mum all that had happened. She revelled in the debauchery, and said that when I was old enough, I'd probably love the glory holes, just like she did. When I went back to my room, I called our family friend, Raffaele, to ask where he got his fake ID.

Later in the week (which was another good week, as I fucked all four of the guys at least once more each, thought I won't bore you with the details of each time, just know that I fuck more than I tell you about, rarely going a day without a dick, and barely fucking the same guy twice in a row. In fact, it's quite a turn-on for me that sex with four guys in four days is such a regular occurrence that it's a non-event and not worth telling you about), as Jonas and I were fooling about naked, ready to fuck, he reminded me that on Friday, I had told him I was a slut and wanted more cock. Remembering this made me horny, and I pulled his hard dick into my wet pussy and wrapped my legs tight around his back. He asked if I meant more of his, Michael's and the others' cocks, or more new cocks, and I just said "yes", grinding harder. "What if I found you a new cock?" he said. "You mean, if you found a guy who wants to fuck me, and brought him here, and he fucked me?" I asked, feigning innocence - this was exactly what I'd hoped he'd meant. "Yeah, a guy who wants to fuck you", he responded, a bit careful to see if this was what I wanted. "What would he do to me?" I asked, fluttering my eyelids while tweaking my nipples to make it more obvious that I was feigning innocence. Jonas took the hint and went on to describe how he would bring this imaginary guy over to my house with him, how they'd take me to my bedroom, and start feeling me up, kissing me, undressing me. He told me in detail how they'd remove each article of my clothing and their own, rub their dicks on my pussy, and then take turns fucking me until he came in me, with Jonas following up afterwards. The whole time, I encouraged him with slutty verbal talk - "yes, oh, yes, more" and asking questions for more detail: "Would he fuck me slowly and gently, or hard and fast?". Jonas said all the right things, and I came three times as he fucked me, before he finally emptied his balls in my pussy. "You got pretty horny while I said all that. Shall I find someone for real?" Jonas panted as he lay recovering, and I rubbed his cum into my clit. "Yes, please find me a new cock", I smiled as I straddled him again, trying to resuscitate his softening cock (successfully). "Do you want someone you know, or a stranger?" Jonas asked, "and would you want to do anything, like a date, or talking, or something first, or just straight to bed like we talked about?" "Don't plan it too much, or don't tell me about the plan. Just surprise me by turning up here with someone when you come over one night, and then you take the lead." My voice quivered as I said this - I could hardly believe myself. I was going to fuck someone and I didn't know who it was. My pussy quivered as well, as I came on Jonas' cock again. "And what if you change your mind?" Jonas asked. He's dominant, yet thoughtful and caring, and brings out my slutty side - I like this man. If I wasn't already fucking him, I'd want to. "I don't think I will, but if I do, then I want you to try to turn me on more: get a bit dominant, kiss me, finger me, talk dirty, remind me I'm a slut and want more cock - anything to turn me on. Don't just stop if I say no - I want you to keep going. If I really want to stop, let's think of a safe word, but some other time. Right now, I want to fuck, and think about what you and the mystery man will do to me, even if I say no". We fucked twice more, he went home. I'd set the wheels in motion, and there was no turning back now. The anticipation was killing me, so I masturbated again. When I told Mum the plan the next day, she was amazed at my dirty mind. Dad said maybe he'd have a word with Jonas, and Mum smacked his butt and told him that I was off limits, as we all laughed. The taboo was a bit of a turn-on for me though, and my nipples hardened. A bit concerned they'd notice, I just said that I get really horny thinking that I'll be having sex with a new guy soon, but I don't know who or when.

I also like verbal sluts. This is just one of my many fantasies :-)

Is anyone else still wanking along to this story, or am I in my fantasy alone? Let me know, and I'll write more - got plenty more ideas, but need to know that it's having the right effect to actually make the effort to write :-)

On Sunday, Michael messaged me to say he'd had a great time, and would I like to do it again. In a slutty mood (the best type), I responded "Yes, but not the movie part ;-). Busy now? Come over." I hadn't fucked anyone since Jonas on Friday, so was ready for another session. With a few more messages, he said he'd be at my door in twenty minutes. Mum and Dad were at home, but I was feeling bold, so I told them what was going on, and they asked if I wanted them to go out. I said I didn't mind, as long as they didn't intrude. Dad looked at mum, winked and they went off to their bedroom, giggling. I listened at the door a few minutes later, and sure enough, heard the sounds of sex. I hope I'm still as horny when I'm old. Knowing they were busy, I made myself ready, quickly pulling off my house clothes, and putting on a sundress, with no underwear. Michael arrived, holding flowers, which surprised me. I took them, said thanks, but you don't need to bring flowers, and brought him inside. What do I do with flowers? Nobody's ever given me flowers before. Do I put them in a vase? Sort of derailed my plans to snog him on the doorstep, drag him quickly to bed and jump him. I took them into the kitchen, found a vase, filled it up, and put them in. He said I needed to cut the stems off first. I told him that I don't really care about the flowers, I just want to fuck. He was a bit taken aback, so I asked him where he wanted to fuck me - here or in the bedroom? He stammered a bit, asking if my parents were home, and I told him they were busy, and wouldn't interrupt us. The hesitation was getting to me a bit (seriously, what man hesitates when he's being offered no strings sex?), so I took off my dress, left it on the counter, told him to follow me to the bedroom. He grabbed my dress and followed me. I think he may need quite a lot of training. Once in my bedroom, I decided to follow through with my front door plan, and just started kissing him (of course, I was naked, he was fully dressed, and this was our first physical contact since he arrived - I found that something of a thrill too). I decided to tell him what to do this time, not so much as a dominant, but to teach him to be a bit more dominant. It sort of worked - he got into it, but always seemed a bit stunned. We fucked a few times, and he told me I was amazing and he thinks he loves me. We had a little bit of drama there when I told him I was just here for the sex, not for love, and he was confused, but seemed to agree in the end (and based on how he fucked me again, I think he was happy with it). When we dressed and he went to leave, Mum and Dad were in the kitchen, so we had an awkward moment, when Mum said "oh you must be Michael", and tried to start a pretty normal conversation with him. He just clammed up, excused himself, and basically ran for the door. At the door, I said goodbye, and he whispered that he was glad he took my dress, otherwise they would know. I just smiled and said OK, kissed him goodbye, and closed the door. Talking to Mum about it later, she thought he was in love, and this could be a bit awkward, but that I needed to be confident that it was my body, and I was in control of it, and I should do whatever I want to do with it, regardless of what he thinks. I said I didn't think it would be a problem, as he was getting lots of easy sex, so why would he complain... On Monday, I walked in on Jonas and Michael having a confrontation over me. It seems that Michael thought I was his now, and was warning Jonas away from me, while Jonas was saying that I was my own woman and could do what I want, and we should leave it to me. They were getting a bit loud, and about to break out into fighting when I arrived. Michael grabbed me and said "let's go", and ... long story short, I guess from his perspective, we "broke up". Though, not before I gave him another really good kiss and pressed my body against his, just long enough to feel his hard on start to grow. I told him that I wasn't his, and would do what I want, then went and did the same to Jonas. Michael called me a slut, and started walking off. I called after him that if he wanted to fuck me again, to let me know. This seemed to blow his mind, and he said it wasn't just sex for him. It was for me, and it can still be if you want - I'm up for it. He sulked off, but didn't seem to want to fight any more. Tobias and Timo then turned up, and the three of them took my mind off it with a little fooling around. That night, I fucked all three of them right after school, in a shelter at a park on the way home. I'm sure a few people saw, but nobody stopped - though one guy sat in a car parked with a bit of a view for a while. When I got home, with the cum soaking through my knickers, I sent Michael a message asking him how he was doing. We had one of those counselling type conversations that teenage boys seem to like to have, and I convinced him that I was serious, didn't want any relationship, but didn't want to hurt him, and if he wanted to be one of my fuckbuddies, I was OK with that. He said he wasn't sure, so I said well, let me know if you get horny and want to do it again sometime. He then said he was horny now. I asked when he'd be here, and ... well, we fucked again (I cleaned up beforehand, and put new knickers on, but made sure to leave some spunk in my pussy, and told him I was so wet and horny for him). When he left, he said that he really liked me, and the sex was great, but he wasn't sure he could do that. I told him that was fine, just be nice to me and my friends, and when you're horny, let me know, and I might still put out for you. He left again, just as Mum came home ... this time, no awkward conversations, just a hello and goodbye. Mum asked me how it was going, and I told her everything. We had a good talk about how to avoid leading men on, and how to handle various situations when their emotions get led by their dicks. She told me it's easier with older men, and obviously, when you don't know the men or they don't know you. Then it's just fucking, and that's her favourite. After that, she congratulated me on my first four dick day - it took her a lot longer to go from one to four in a single day. I asked how many she'd done at most, but she wouldn't tell me, just to say it was more than ten, on a number of occasions. Her favourite one was a blindfold gangbang, where she didn't see any of the men, and didn't talk to any of them either, it was just a few hours of constant sex. I asked how she organised that, and she said that sometimes Dad organised things like that as part of the swinger parties they ran, but usually her friend Peter in Frankfurt did these ones, and she liked that because they were men she probably didn't know. I didn't know Peter, but thought maybe one day I should meet him ... I smiled at Mum, and her eyes sparkled back at me.