Rediscovered slut

This is kind of the story of my life and thanks to a friend i have rediscovered how much fun it is.

I started having sex with the kid down the street when I was nine. By the time I got to middle school, I was a full blown slut, although I didn’t know that’s what they called my affinity for sex. Why aren’t boys called sluts, whores, tramps, hookers, harlots, whatever?

To say I was a wild-child as it pertained to sex was true. That phase lasted until I was in my mid-twenties when I began to think that I needed to settle down and get married. I found a man several years older than myself who was rather conservative, and unfortunate for me, boring. We got married.

By the time I was thirty-two, I had two boys and a job at a bank, so now I was legit, no longer a slut. That was until I noticed that my boys were into puberty and had started to cum. I’d find evidence that they were masturbating on their sheets and underwear. It got me thinking about their cocks and all the ones I had pleasured during my wild-child phase. I began to wonder how big my boys, ages ten and twelve, were now, and if they would fill the void that my vanilla husband had not filled in a long time.

When I got home from work my youngest always had a friend over and sometimes I would see them watching porn on the computer, once they were even jacking off together. My mind went to a place of think about them stroking their cocks to me stroking them, sucking them and maybe even fucking them.

I just didn’t know how to initiate the action. I asked a male internet friend and he suggested that when I changed my clothes from work that I leave the door to my bedroom open a little. He said that boys are curious at that age about girls/women’s bodies. I did what he suggested and surely enough I saw their reflections in my bedroom mirror. I slowly removed my clothing, giving them a sort of strip tease.

Once I was naked, I admired myself in the mirror, rubbing my tits and pinching my nipples, which got hard and erect. This got me so hot that I had to masturbate. I layed on the bed, spread my legs and masturbated with my eyes nearly closed. I could see the boys with their cocks about jacking off in the hallway. I repeated this activity several times a week with the same audience and result.

My internet friend told me to find a dress that unbuttoned down the back and wear it home from work. I did.

The plan was to ask the boys to unbutton the buttons I couldn’t reach. I asked them to help me unbutton my dress. They eagerly agreed to help. Oh, my friend also told me to stop wearing a bra and panties. When the last button was undone my dress fell to the floor. I turned around and the boys were slack-jawed and their boys were nearly popping out of their heads.

I asked, “Do you like what you see?”

They couldn’t speak and just nodded their heads.

“Would you like to feel “a real woman”?”

They nodded more feverishly.

“You have to take your clothes off first.” They stripped in the blink of an eye.

I layed on the bed. Their hands swarmed over me like a colony of ants. I spread my legs, and they found my pussy and began probing my opening. It felt good having something inside me again. I pulled my son, Chris, to my tit and had him suck me. Soon his friend wanted to suck the other tit. I instructed them on how I liked it done.

I took my son’s ten-year old cock, which was hard and nearly five inches, and slipped it into my mouth. I sucked him for about two minutes before he came. He cum was light and fresh tasting. Next, I took his friend’s cock into my mouth and sucked him as well. He lasted three minutes.

We repeated this scenario a couple times a week before I finally showed them how to fuck me. They were eager learners and could get hard again in a minute or two. I could suck one while the other one fucked me. I fell in love with their cum. It was so light and sweet tasting. It had been a long time since I’d felt this alive.

I asked my internet friend how I could induce my older son, Danny (12), and his tutor, Luke (14), to join in?

He suggested that I wear the dress again except for all four of the boys to help. I worked magically. Now, I have four young, eager cocks waiting for me when I get home from work. All ready fuck me, ready to let me suck their cocks and cum for me.

Did I mention that I’ve found my long-lost inner slut. I’d forgotten how much I love her.

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