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More of my dirty past  

fashionablegma2 80F
20 posts
2/4/2021 10:45 pm

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3/7/2021 6:01 am

More of my dirty past


Looking back,feeling desired,and,wanted
Was most important for ,as you know by reading my experiences of my latter life,when my<b> desires </font></b>were re-awoken,after the step left home and i was home alone,left my own devices,which was not a good thing,hubby always at work, feeling lonely,unattractive,undesired,untouched by him as he was always tired from building the business up plus as he was older than i was did not help.

I began my journey into a wild and exciting time of my sexual life with legal aged men,which included the gardener,the wheelie bin cleaner who regularly had me in the back of his dirty old beat up ex telecom van,all and sundry really,if they were good looking and ,to pass the time away in this big old house,i had delivery guys,salesmen who use to try door to door,utility meter readers,the plumber,the building labourer who worked on the extension.

Even when we had parties held so hubby could gain valuable business contacts,he was so busy chatting,i would slip off away from the crowd to try to sleep off my drinking excesses,but that did not stop guys having sex with me,i can remember one time i was flaked in one of the guest bedrooms,the bed had a pile of guests coats on,where i laid down to rest,not long after i felt strange,i put it down to the effect the drink was having on when i felt something was pulling my g string down which woke me from my drunken stupor,especially when i felt someones hand pressed firmly over my mouth,i struggled in my drunken state,but was powerless to act,the guy way too strong for little old me,and i felt my legs being spread,then a prick in my pussy,my god i was getting fucked,the guy whispering in my ear that he had longed to have me,like the rest,he had heard stories of me and wondered if they were true,once i felt his lovely cock in ,that was it,i was enjoying the feeling,i raised my legs over him and dug my heels into back of his legs and held him tight,my finger nails dug into his bum,always loved drunken sex,being taken advantaged of,it was not long before he climaxed in ,before he got up and dressed in his serving uniform,and was of the bedroom,i saw the back of him and remember he was one of the catering helpers we had used same company for many ,and,i certainly had sex with quite a few of those employees over the ,it certainly sobered up in more ways than one,my god what had i become,my classy reputation in tatters,i had do something,i was being classed as the local bike,oh no.

So i decided stop having random,meaningless sex at home,this was getting far too dangerous,wondering who knew,and worst if my would find ,but i knew i would miss the thrill,the excitement it gave me,to feel desired,so i bought a flat in town,rather modest against the one i got now,as did not want to gain too much attention,the flat was there for to use during the week,a couple of days most,where i could keep all my flashy slutty clothing,and to sleep night in,alone.I loved that time,being myself,my true self,come and go as i please,and got use to dressing up and walking in the nearby park,teasing guys,it was also close to the fashion shops and nightclubs where i use to do most of my prowling,that and the park,and was forever not actually making it anywhere before the horny lusty sod would have down an alleyway,car parks,even kiddies playground or against a churchyard wall,to have his wicked way with ,my knickers around my ankles,mini dress pulled up round my waist as we would have drunken passionate sex,which was the thrill and excitement i needed,before he would then buckle up and leave me,full of ,and a mess,me reeking of him,looking round for my knickers,in my drunken stupor,which i never found in the dark so i never knew why i was looking for them,but we all do strange things when we drunk,then i would stumble back to my flat,sobering up in the early morning air,thus being able to find my flat,gaining sexy confidence in every encounter whether it be in the night clubs or even during the walking through the par

If he was handsome and enough for my tastes but old enough to know what he was doing,i would chase after him if he was too shy to approach .I use to love sitting on a park bench,i found a favourite one,well away from the main pathway,which had some trees and bushes behind it,and patch of grass in front,i had found this,when walking through the park one and come across these lads playing football,so i sat and watched them,before i sat on the wooden bench i made sure it was okay,then teasingly re adjust the seam in my stocking,to make sure it was straight,before sitting down,every so often i would cross and uncross my legs,knowing full well my clingy mini skirt would ride further up,exposing more of me,to get their attention,or i would lean down adjusting the ankle straps on my heeled sandals or shoes showing off my boobs,in my low cut,unbuttoned silk blouse,my bling long necklace dangling enticingly swinging back and forth into my breast cleavage as to seem like a cock between them,okay admittedly my teasing did not always work,and,i never stopped the bench if there were more than 2 or 3 playing about,but i must admit that bench was mine,i owned it,had plenty of kissing and fondling and feeling lusty sweaty wandering hands on/in sitting on that bench and i think i owned the bushes and tree that was behind the bench too,many a time i be hard pressed against the tree as i felt my knickers ripped off me,before i was pleasured with ripe fuck meat in me,or the bushes,where i would do very unladylike sexual actions on the men while i was on my stocking knees,sucking 2 or 3 cocks a time,enjoying,finding it exciting and thrilling to hear people walk by yards from ,and,ever since i got a thrill of uninhibited exhibitionist sex outdoors,nothing beats it for sluttiness or the or strength of my orgasms,that are keeping feeling heart,desired,wanted,and most of all needed my age

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