First Time

My birthday was just a few days ago and that makes me reminisce about my first birthday as a divorced/separated women. It was 1998 I was turning 31. I had been separated for just over ten months and I was at the height of my sexual exploration. I started meeting men on May 6th and had sexual relations on every day since then. I started meeting men “the normal way”, in bars, malls, supermarkets, etc. I wasn’t meeting men for dating, I was meeting them specifically for sex. Meeting men this way wasn’t hard, but it did require a bit of work. Then I started meeting men the “not so normal way”, through phone personals lines and through ads placed in local swingers magazines.
I was pretty normal from a sexually active life before my ex left me. I touched my first cock at 14, and had given handjobs to four men before I gave my first blowjob at the age of 16. I didn’t lose my virginity until I was 19, and by that time had given head to three men and given handjobs to a total of seven men. By the time I got married at 24 I had sexual intercourse with five men. I’d like to say that was the end until my separation, but I had sex with four more men during my marriage as well. So I was 30 and had been sexually active for sixteen years and had sex with nine men, gave head to an additional three and handjobs to seven, pretty normal numbers.
Then my ex left me and I went fucking crazy. Not actually batshit crazy, but I went “fuck me like a whore” crazy. I had met 167 new men over the ten months.
I had sex twice a day many of the days during those ten months and some days just sucked cock after cock after cock. I wasn’t working at that time. I had met so many men, some work off hours, some were retired, some were in college and some were not working. This gave me a list of men who were available during the day as well. Getting up in the morning and driving from man to man sucking cock all day and night was such a turn on.
I would do it in binges, two, three, or four days in a row, sucking ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen cocks and swallowing each and every load.
During that time I explored sex with multiple partners at the same time, but that birthday was my gang bang initiation. I set it all up myself. The fantasy of sleeping with lots of men seems almost insane, but the potential of multiplying the pleasure as well as satisfying a room full of men had me on a “high” of sexual energy. Then it hits upon something else–the sense that you could, always, be physically overpowered. One man is manageable but many men is potentially sociopathic. v******e has its draw.
A few days before I started calling men to find interested suitors. Calling men, even ones that I only knew carnally to ask them if they were interested in gang banging me was a little crazy. I opened a bottle of wine, put some porn on, and got a good buzz going, then started calling. I started telling the men that it was my birthday in a few days and I wanted to do something special. Some guys were in immediately, some were appalled that I was even asking the question, but soon I had my ten men.
I rented a sleazy motel room in one of those places that now stay in business only for illicit sexual encounters. The place smelled of sex and semen. I bought some sexy black thigh highs, a black lace chemise, and a black pair of six inch Mary Jane platform shoes. I drank half a bottle of champagne and smoked half a joint to prep for my big birthday party.
During this time I had met a lot of men and many of them had video cameras. I’d like to say I was young and stupid, but I was more in the “fuck you ex” mode and I was like, look at me and what I am doing. I had been filmed and photographed so many times masturbating, sucking cock, fucking, getting ass fucked, and being dped. For my special day, three men were bringing video cameras.
Ten men was a little crazy, but it was my birthday and I wanted to celebrate it a little differently that year. Allowing it to be videotaped wasn’t a brilliant idea, but what the hell, right?
One of the guy that videoed it liked to do little interviews before shooting and he did a nice little interview before we started. I talked about my birthday and pending divorce (technically I was still married!) and being a new women.
Then it all started. I’d like to say I remember it all in detail, but the reality is that it was all a blur of cock and sex. I thoroughly enjoyed it, all of it. Being able to satisfy that many men at one time was such a turn on for me. I was always such a good girl, now I was out of control.
It all lasted about 40 minutes, I sucked off all ten of them and swallowed all ten loads.
My suitors left, and I was alone in my motel room. It was only 9:00 so I started calling men, not for sex, just to suck off. I spent the next nine hours driving house to house, blowing men. I swallowed ten more loads for a birthday present to myself!
It was my first time, but not my last. I celebrated my ex’s birthday next, then the day he left me, and our wedding anniversary.