Stupid Girl
I was thirty two years old and my divorce was finalized. I was selling womenâs shoes for a high end department store, working 36 hours one week and then 44 the next. I had a pretty decent schedule. Week one I was off on Sunday and Monday. Then I worked from 9:00 am until 5:00 pm on Tuesday, 2:00 pm until 9:00 pm on Wednesday, off on Thursday, 9:00 am until 5:00 pm on Friday and 9:00 am until 9:00 pm on Saturday. Week two everything the same, but 8 hours on Sunday. Having three days off in one week were awesome and it allowed for me to continue being a slut.
I met a guy though one of the swinger magazines with a fantasy he wanted me to live out with him. He wanted me to go into a wooded forest preserve, get a little drunk, and fall asleep. Then he would come by and fuck me.
It was a completely stupid thing to agree to, but it was just another in a long line of irresponsible decisions. But I was thirty two, divorced, no k**s, parents were dead, sister moved away, and I was addicted to the danger! Donât get me wrong I loved the sex too, but I loved pushing the evelope of smart/safe hook ups.
In the two years since my ex left me I had gone bat shit crazy. I had met many, many men through ads in swingers magazines and phone personals. I didnât do the safe thing like meet them in a public place to check them out first, I went to their houses or apartments. I always went alone and no one knew where I would be or with who. I loved the danger. I was so turned on by living so close to the edge. I would masturbate for hours watching **** and bondage movies before going to a new guyâs house. I fantasied about being kept a sex slave, or sold and forced to be a prostitute, or even killed. I was addicted to the danger and needed the âfixâ when I got close to that edge. This night would be another fix.
He told me where to park and left a map for me. I parked at 10:00 at night and before I left my car I took a muscle relaxer and a big drink of vodka. It was early May, so it was a little chilly out, I wore a full length blonde beaver coat my ex had bought me for a Christmas present. Under it I wore a tiny black shelf bra with my nipples exposed, a black lace garter belt, black thigh high stockings and five inch black stiletto heels. I couldnât even walk in them in the grass!
I wanted to up the danger and I wore my engagement ring, my diamond tennis necklace, my diamond tennis bracelet, and diamond earrings. I figured I might get robbed as well!
I got to the spot, removed my coat, and soon was drowsy from my muscle relaxer/vodka cocktail.
It seemed like I was out for a minute, when I was woken by a man fucking me! I was pretty good with using condoms, but I had no idea about this one! I was semi out of it anyway and what the hell, I couldnât get pregnant, maybe an STD was part of the danger!!
I wasnât even sure if this was the guy! I just went with it all. I was so relaxed, I just kept cumming, over and over. He pulled out and was ready to cum, so I took his unsheathed dick in my mouth and swallowed his load.
He said to stay there and sleep and heâd come back. He had taken a Viagra! He came back twice more time that night!
I went back the next night for more of the same. Night three I had to skip because I had to work early the next day, but night four we met at a new time, at 3:30 am I need to be there. Each night was a new location, and this one was close to a street! Our third and last fuck that night was as the sun was coming up!
Around this time he began leaving me costumes to wear at the map drop, sexy nurse, Snow White, Wonder Women, Little bro Peep, etc.
I initially assumed this would be a one-time thing, and didnât want to keep taking so many muscle relaxers, so I would alternate getting real high and taking them.
I think the tenth time we met he had a surprise for me. This night there was no costume, just a bra and panties. I was woken up to find three men jerking off over me. They came all over me then left. They returned to take turns fucking me and then cumming in my mouth.
The next night was a surprise as well. This time he sent a friend in to fuck me! I was shocked when I woke up to a new man. I wasnât sure if someone just happened upon me and figured what the hell. I swallowed his cum and then passed out again. This time no one came back and I didnât wake up until much, much later. It was quiet and freaky!!
We continued to meet up. He mixed up the places and times and guys. By the end of October the weather was getting too cold. We had been meeting up for six months. We had met up over one hundred times, he had introduced me to four other men. I had fucked each of them individually, and in groups of two, three, and four.
I gave him a key to my apartment and to christen it they all snuck in that night. Eventually all five had a copy of the key and I began having visitors almost every night. Then someone gave the key to a friend and I woke up fucking a strange man.
During all this time I was still meeting new men and hooking up with old friends too. One night I was having sex with a new guy in my apartment when one the guys âpopped overâ. One would think it would be awkward, but everyone just went with it and I got a nice night with two men. Afterward we all talked and he wanted to join the key club too, so then I had seven men in the club.
Finally, I gave them all my work schedule so I could have some sanity! Men were coming over at all hours and then a new wrinkle, I would come home from work to champagne on ice with a flute poured with cum floating in it. I was sort of freaked by it at first, then I just said what the fuck and drank it!
The key club continued on until the weather started getting warmer, but at a much lower frequency. I began going back to the woods in May again.
The second time around it all seemed a little contrived, so we starting mixing things up some. I was still driving my dorky minivan and it was perfect for sex. All the windows in the rear were tinted and it was hard to see inside. I would drive it to prearranged locations, take a muscle relaxer and then go in the back and nap. Iâd be woken to two or three men fucking me. We started out at night, but then added daytime excursions too.
We were only meeting two or three times a week now, but we were meeting on my days off and that allowed for multiple rendezvous. We fucked in my apartment parking lot, the parking lot in the mall where I worked, in truck stop parking lots, and lots of random places.
We also found a more secluded wooded area and started meeting there during the day as well. Although it was secluded it wasnât without traffic. Two different times we were discovered. Both times it was a man out hiking, both times my friends invited the guy to join, but times the guy passed on the offer, but one time the guy waited and watched and after my friends left and I was going back to sleep he came back. I hate to say it, but it was exactly what I wanted.
He came up on me and held me down. His pants were off and he was inside me immediately. He was calling me a whore and slut. He wanted to know my name, and I told him. He kept saying âKaren you whore, you slut. Do you like this?â âI just watched you fuck three men, what kind of slut are you?â
As he fucked me, I told him. I told him about my recent sex life, then I sucked his cock and swallowed his semen.
He asked me why I was still there and I told him they were coming back again for more. He said he was going to wait around and watch again and I guess he did because he came back for another round again after they left.
Afterwards I gave him my phone number and told him to call me for more, but he never did, and I never saw him again.
By the end of that summer they had tired of me and things just fell apart. I lived in that apartment for four years, and randomly I would be woken in the middle of the night by a horny hard man looking to fuck!
I met a guy though one of the swinger magazines with a fantasy he wanted me to live out with him. He wanted me to go into a wooded forest preserve, get a little drunk, and fall asleep. Then he would come by and fuck me.
It was a completely stupid thing to agree to, but it was just another in a long line of irresponsible decisions. But I was thirty two, divorced, no k**s, parents were dead, sister moved away, and I was addicted to the danger! Donât get me wrong I loved the sex too, but I loved pushing the evelope of smart/safe hook ups.
In the two years since my ex left me I had gone bat shit crazy. I had met many, many men through ads in swingers magazines and phone personals. I didnât do the safe thing like meet them in a public place to check them out first, I went to their houses or apartments. I always went alone and no one knew where I would be or with who. I loved the danger. I was so turned on by living so close to the edge. I would masturbate for hours watching **** and bondage movies before going to a new guyâs house. I fantasied about being kept a sex slave, or sold and forced to be a prostitute, or even killed. I was addicted to the danger and needed the âfixâ when I got close to that edge. This night would be another fix.
He told me where to park and left a map for me. I parked at 10:00 at night and before I left my car I took a muscle relaxer and a big drink of vodka. It was early May, so it was a little chilly out, I wore a full length blonde beaver coat my ex had bought me for a Christmas present. Under it I wore a tiny black shelf bra with my nipples exposed, a black lace garter belt, black thigh high stockings and five inch black stiletto heels. I couldnât even walk in them in the grass!
I wanted to up the danger and I wore my engagement ring, my diamond tennis necklace, my diamond tennis bracelet, and diamond earrings. I figured I might get robbed as well!
I got to the spot, removed my coat, and soon was drowsy from my muscle relaxer/vodka cocktail.
It seemed like I was out for a minute, when I was woken by a man fucking me! I was pretty good with using condoms, but I had no idea about this one! I was semi out of it anyway and what the hell, I couldnât get pregnant, maybe an STD was part of the danger!!
I wasnât even sure if this was the guy! I just went with it all. I was so relaxed, I just kept cumming, over and over. He pulled out and was ready to cum, so I took his unsheathed dick in my mouth and swallowed his load.
He said to stay there and sleep and heâd come back. He had taken a Viagra! He came back twice more time that night!
I went back the next night for more of the same. Night three I had to skip because I had to work early the next day, but night four we met at a new time, at 3:30 am I need to be there. Each night was a new location, and this one was close to a street! Our third and last fuck that night was as the sun was coming up!
Around this time he began leaving me costumes to wear at the map drop, sexy nurse, Snow White, Wonder Women, Little bro Peep, etc.
I initially assumed this would be a one-time thing, and didnât want to keep taking so many muscle relaxers, so I would alternate getting real high and taking them.
I think the tenth time we met he had a surprise for me. This night there was no costume, just a bra and panties. I was woken up to find three men jerking off over me. They came all over me then left. They returned to take turns fucking me and then cumming in my mouth.
The next night was a surprise as well. This time he sent a friend in to fuck me! I was shocked when I woke up to a new man. I wasnât sure if someone just happened upon me and figured what the hell. I swallowed his cum and then passed out again. This time no one came back and I didnât wake up until much, much later. It was quiet and freaky!!
We continued to meet up. He mixed up the places and times and guys. By the end of October the weather was getting too cold. We had been meeting up for six months. We had met up over one hundred times, he had introduced me to four other men. I had fucked each of them individually, and in groups of two, three, and four.
I gave him a key to my apartment and to christen it they all snuck in that night. Eventually all five had a copy of the key and I began having visitors almost every night. Then someone gave the key to a friend and I woke up fucking a strange man.
During all this time I was still meeting new men and hooking up with old friends too. One night I was having sex with a new guy in my apartment when one the guys âpopped overâ. One would think it would be awkward, but everyone just went with it and I got a nice night with two men. Afterward we all talked and he wanted to join the key club too, so then I had seven men in the club.
Finally, I gave them all my work schedule so I could have some sanity! Men were coming over at all hours and then a new wrinkle, I would come home from work to champagne on ice with a flute poured with cum floating in it. I was sort of freaked by it at first, then I just said what the fuck and drank it!
The key club continued on until the weather started getting warmer, but at a much lower frequency. I began going back to the woods in May again.
The second time around it all seemed a little contrived, so we starting mixing things up some. I was still driving my dorky minivan and it was perfect for sex. All the windows in the rear were tinted and it was hard to see inside. I would drive it to prearranged locations, take a muscle relaxer and then go in the back and nap. Iâd be woken to two or three men fucking me. We started out at night, but then added daytime excursions too.
We were only meeting two or three times a week now, but we were meeting on my days off and that allowed for multiple rendezvous. We fucked in my apartment parking lot, the parking lot in the mall where I worked, in truck stop parking lots, and lots of random places.
We also found a more secluded wooded area and started meeting there during the day as well. Although it was secluded it wasnât without traffic. Two different times we were discovered. Both times it was a man out hiking, both times my friends invited the guy to join, but times the guy passed on the offer, but one time the guy waited and watched and after my friends left and I was going back to sleep he came back. I hate to say it, but it was exactly what I wanted.
He came up on me and held me down. His pants were off and he was inside me immediately. He was calling me a whore and slut. He wanted to know my name, and I told him. He kept saying âKaren you whore, you slut. Do you like this?â âI just watched you fuck three men, what kind of slut are you?â
As he fucked me, I told him. I told him about my recent sex life, then I sucked his cock and swallowed his semen.
He asked me why I was still there and I told him they were coming back again for more. He said he was going to wait around and watch again and I guess he did because he came back for another round again after they left.
Afterwards I gave him my phone number and told him to call me for more, but he never did, and I never saw him again.
By the end of that summer they had tired of me and things just fell apart. I lived in that apartment for four years, and randomly I would be woken in the middle of the night by a horny hard man looking to fuck!
10 years ago
