Become a Slut

Hi everyone. My name is Sarah and being confined to home I thought I’d relive some of my experiences over the past two years.

To set the scene, I’m in my fifties with shoulder length dark brown hair, brown eyes and a slim figure. My best feature? Probably my 36C boobs. I’m happily married though my husband has lost interest in sex and it must be 3 years since the last time. It’s hard to believe now that just two years ago I had only ever been with four men. Two were in my first week at uni, then I met the man who was to become my husband. Lastly I had an affair about 10 years ago, that lasted 18 months.

New Years Eve 2019 is when my new life began. We were due to go to a party at my sisters, but hubby wasn’t feeling well. He urged me to go alone and I agreed, as my sister would have been upset if I hadn’t turned up. I had planned to make a bit of an effort and had bought a new little black dress for the occasion, skirt above the knee, thin shoulder straps and plenty of cleavage on display. Black stilletos completed the outfit, with black stockings and panties, not that I was expecting them to be on show!

Hubby dropped me off at my sisters and I had a taxi booked to bring me home. It was quite a lively do with lots of people including a man, Dave, who I’d not met before. My Sis introduced us and said that he lived quite close to me. After chatting a while he said that he wasn’t drinking as he had his car, and he offered to drop me home at the end of the evening. I rather fancied him from first site and found myself accepting his offer and calling the taxi to cancel. We drifted apart then but I couldn’t take my eyes of him and we danced together later. Midnight came and we went out to his car.

After establishing were he was to drop me he asked if I’d like to call in at his apartment an the way, for a drink. My head was saying no but I found myself agreeing. Maybe it was the prossecco that I’d been drinking or maybe it was just my pussy that was talking! Anyway we stopped at his place, I said I couldn’t be long as my husband would wonder where I was. Just a quickie then he said – and I said yes…. He put his hand a my knee and we both fully understood what that meant.

We were kissing as soon as he closed his door and his hands were all over me – it felt so wonderful to be wanted for sex again. He said I was gorgeous and very sexy and began to fondle my boobs. I found myself feeling for his cock – it was already hard. He led me into his bedroom, onto the bed and pulled up my skirt. I was saying yes, yes to his advances. Then his cock entered my very welcoming pussy and it was just magic, I had forgotten how good sex could be. He came inside me and it felt so good.

We kissed for a while longer then I said I must get home and he ran me there.

I crept in and luckily my husband was fast asleep. I undressed in the bathroom and couldn’t resist licking my fingers after pushing them into myself – I could taste his lovely cum! A wash and into bed.

When I woke the next morning I knew for certain that I wanted a lot more sex, with a lot of men. I’ll tell you how I achieved that next time.