I'm a 40dd redhead seeking intelligent, adventurous, creative guys for all types of sexual fun. I'm submissive and love being a sexual plaything for another man, either because he's a nice interesting guy who has captured my attention and seduced me with his personality...or because he's a sexually aggressive guy who's bought me a few drinks, chatted me up a bit, then slid his hand up my skirt to play with me under the table. I'm a married woman but we are swingers, and when I'm playing I insist that my husband either be in the room, or at least nearby...whether he joins, just watches, or I play alone depends on the person and the situation.

My Ideal Person: I like guys who tend to be dominant in the bedroom, but are otherwise nice, respectful, and can hold an interesting conversation. I like men who aren't afraid to make the first move and take charge. I prefer taller guys, or at least not shorter than me. Personality tends to be more important than looks when it comes to attraction. I do like guys who can be creative and descriptive about what they like to do when they contact me...just writing "hi, I'm coming to Jackson Friday, let's meet and fuck" is not likely to get a response unless you're Hugh Jackman or Sean Connery...but an average guy with a great idea of what he wants to do with me will almost always get a response and most likely an invitation.

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Tell one of your favorite sexual fantasies. Don't hold back!:
My husband takes me to a bar we've been to a few times
before and tells me to sit seperately from him, that there
is someone he's arranged to be there, and that I'm
to let men hit on me to find out who it is. It's a game we've
talked about playing before, so I agree, thinking it might
be fun. After a few minutes sitting at the bar I'm approached
by a handsome guy named John who offers to buy me a drink.
We talk for awhile over drinks, getting to know each other,
then he asks me to dance. On the dance floor he seems to enjoy
running his hands over my hips and squeezing my butt flirtatiously.
I have an idea that this is the guy I was meant to meet, but
have no way to know for sure. After we dance a few songs and have a couple
more drinks (I'm feeling a lot more relaxed with him
at this point) John asks if I'd like to go sit in a quiet
booth, so I agree. As soon as we sit down two other guys approach
us. My date introduces them as his friends Mike and Bob and
asks if I'd mind if they joined us. I'm a little
disappointed that John is not the "setup date" after all, but I
like his personality so I agree. The two friends seem like nice
guys, and we chat awhile, joking around and getting more and more
flirty with each other as the drinks lower my inhibitions.
At one point I find myself in John's lap, grinding my
hips against him to the music, and Bob flirtily coaxes me
into flashing my breasts. Mike then asks me to "dance"
like that for him, so I dance between his open legs, then
sit in his lap to grind against him, feeling his erection
pressing into me. After my dance with Mike I sit in the booth between him and John, who comments
on how much fun I am. Mike says "I bet she's fun
in a lot of ways we don't know about", and puts
his hand on my thigh. Before I can politely move his hand away, John puts his hand on my
other leg, saying he got the same impression, and begins
rubbing his hand up and down my thigh. He leans in to kiss
me and I let him since I like him, but I then realize that Mike
is also sliding his hand up my other thigh, inching underneath
my skirt. John's tongue is in my mouth and his hand is
suddenly on my breasts, pinching my nipples until they
stand erect beneath the fabric of my lowcut top. Mike has
my skirt pushed up just enough that he can rub my pussy through my panties without the rest of
the bar noticing. I'm either too drunk at this point or too turned on to be able
to stop either of them. A few moments later Mike gets up to
go to the restroom and Bob, who's been watching me hungrily the whole time, quickly slides
into his seat. Without even asking he starts kissing me
on the neck, making me shiver uncontrollably. John runs
his hand up my skirt, this time going underneath my panties
to finger my pussy as his friend makes out with me. I'm
squirming and panting and nervously wondering what I've gotten myself into when Mike comes back and
says I look like I could use a break and some fresh air. I agree
and we all go outside for some air. I don't even notice that as we're
talking they are steering me to a more dimly lit side of the parking lot, Bob saying he needs to get some cigarettes out of his car...however,
just when I think things are finally cooling down Mike comes
up behind me and starts nibbling my neck...reaching around
me he pulls my top down, exposing my breasts. Bob begins
sucking and nibbling on my nipples while John lifts my skirt and
starts fingering me again. I'm suddenly surrounded
by all three men, who are taking turns holding my wrists
as they kiss and grope me, leaving me with no way to get away from them. Mike says "I
think our slut is ready for a good hard fucking guys, what do you think?" John suggests we
go behind the building so we're not seen, so they all quickly pull me around the corner, still
groping and playing with me like some sort of toy, ignoring
my protests that it's going too far, that someone will
see. John says, "This is how you're going to pay
me back for all those drinks I've bought you."
I'm so aroused by the hands all over my body I barely
even register what's happening. The back of the bar
is dirty and trashy but I'm in no state to even notice.
John says "First let's see how good she can suck a dick...get
on your knees, slut." Bob pushes me down to my knees
as John unzips his pants and stands in front of me with his six inch cock hardening in
front of me. He playfully says, "Suck it good, we don't want to have to punish you for not giving good
head" and before I can protest he grabs a handful of hair and forces
his cock into my mouth. I begin sucking him eagerly, not
wanting to think about how serious his threat might have
been. John says, "There you go bitch, show my buddies how much you love sucking cock."
After a minute or two of sucking him Mike says "My turn",
and pulls me around by the hair to suck his cock. He's
the same size as John but a lot thicker and I have more trouble with him. As he's aggressively
shoving his cock into my mouth Bob pulls me up on all fours,
lifts my skirt and pulls my panties down around my knees.
He begins fingering me, while John pinches and squeezes
my exposed breasts. As he's playing with me Bob says,
"I bet you love sucking that cock don't you...we
saw what a slut you were in the bar with all of us...how much
you were asking to be fucked. Admit it." Mike pulls out of my mouth, but when I don't
say anything, John slaps my ass hard and says "He asked
you a question slut." At this point I can't help but give them
what they want, so I say "Yes, I love sucking cock,
I was asking for it." John says, "Good girl.
You know what a little slut you are, you just needed some
guys to let you prove it didn't you?" "Yes
John, I'm a slut, I'll do anything you want me to do." John says, "I knew when I first saw
you in that bar you'd be a good little cocksucker. Now
don't leave anyone out slut, Bob still needs some attention" at which point he turns me toward Bob...who's
standing in front of me with a very thick nine inch cock in
his hands. My jaw is already sore and I know there's
no way I'll be able to handle that for long. He sees the fear in my eyes
and says "You're gonna be a good little slut for me now too aren't you?"
and rubs his cock across my lips. I take him in my mouth, sucking
him as best I can, but he's just too big and I'm already
too tired from servicing his friends, so when he tries to shove his cock into the back
of my throat I pull away and tell him I can't do it. "Well well", he says,
"looks like our little slut needs some motivation."
Before I know what's happening I feel a cock pressing
against me from behind. John grabs a handful of my hair and
uses it to pull me back as he shoves his cock into my ass. I
gasp loudly, but have no time to protest as Mike's cock is shoved back into my face again. "Since you
don't want to suck Bob we'll have to leave something
else for him." I have no time to think about the cock
in my sore, tired mouth as I feel John pumping hard into my ass, making me moan and whimper. He tells me "take
it bitch, you know you love this." and the more i moan
and try to cry out, the harder he fucks me, as if he's
getting off on hurting me. From the corner of my eye I can see Bob stroking his huge cock and looking
at me greedily. Mike and John continue fucking me, one in the mouth and one
in the ass, until Mike finally pulls out and says "Open up slut." My mouth is already
open, gasping and moaning from John's cock hammering
into my ass, and Mike shoots his hot cum across my lips, some going into my mouth and some landing on my face.
A moment later John is standing before me pulling off a condom
to shoot his own cum all over my face and in my hair. "There
you go bitch, " he says "now you're a proper cumslut". "That's what you wanted
isn't it? To be our cumslut?" Shaking and trembling
I answer "Yes, I wanted to be your cumslut, thank you",
fearing more punishment if I didn't agree with them...and
to be honest, maybe I really did enjoy being a slut. But just
when I think it's all over a pair of hands pushes me over
onto my back, spreads my knees roughly apart, and I feel Bob's
thick hard nine inch cock throbbing against my pussy, rubbing
back and forth against me before slamming his full length
inside me. After everything else I can't help but moan
and cum over and over as he begins pumping into me with long slow
strokes. He leans in and whispers "Tell my friends how much
you love this cock, tell them how good this feels, slut".
"I love your cock inside me, it feels so good",
I gasp. "Now tell your husband how much you loved being
a slut for three complete strangers tonight". I gasp
and look up to see my husband leaning against the corner
of the building watching us. I can only assume he's
been there the whole time and this really was my "setup" all along. "I
loved it baby. I loved being a slut tonight", I say between the deep thrusts of Bob's huge cock. At
that, Bob begins fucking me hard and fast, my orgasms coming so fast all I can do is moan and shudder beneath him.
As his breathing quickens he pulls out of me, leans over
me, and shoots thick streams of cum all over my tits. I'm now covered in the cum of three very dominant men who made
me their total slut, all for my husband's amusement...and
I loved every minute of it.

What location do you fantasize about for a sexual encounter?:
A bed, The middle of a park, A dark back alley, A movie theatre, My desk at work, A swimming pool or hot tub, A store dressing room, An elevator, A hotel room, A swingers club in front of everyone

What types of sexual activities turn you on?:
Giving Oral Sex, Receiving Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Toys (Vibrators/Dildos/etc.), Fetishes, Light Bondage, Spanking, Role Playing, Threesomes, Slave/Master, Mutual Masturbation, Voyeurism, Handcuffs/Shackles, Blindfolds, small gangbangs(3-5), forced fantasies

Ever fantasized about having sex with a celebrity? Who? What turns you on about them?:
Hugh Jackman...something about the voice, and the broad
shoulders. Sean Connery of course, even at his age there
aren't many women who'd turn him away. Wesley
Snipes as Blade was definitely sexy. I tend to have a thing
for brooding bad boys, as well as suave and sophisticated bad boys.

Have you ever had cybersex?:
I've tried it, but it's just not the same.

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