For as long as I can remember I have had a fantasy. I’ve never told anyone about it but when I think about it happening to me it never fails to turn me on. I thought that it was something that was out of the ordinary and very out of character for me. I’m a professional woman in my early 30’s, 5′ 6″, 122 pounds, brown shoulder length hair, brown eyes, long slender legs, very proper and well respected in my field. A few months after the end of my six year marriage, I decided to do something to satisfy my fantasy. I told myself what the hell, I’m single and don’t have to answer to anyone so I may as well do it.
Some of the details of the fantasy have changed over the years but the overall theme remained the same. I wanted to be used like a complete slut by a large group of men. For some reason the thought of being fucked by a large group strangers really turned me on. I have these ongoing images of sucking lots of cocks, licking balls, licking ass, and having my mouth, ass and pussy filled with cum. I think it was because it’s just so dirty, exciting, and adventurous.
I had no idea how to make it happen so I started looking on internet personal sites. After sifting through many ads for several days I found one that interested me. It was an ad that advertised an informal club of clean, in shape, professional men that specialized in fulfilling any fantasy or request a woman had. I was getting excited as I sent e-mail to the address, giving them a few of my details, a photo, and saying I had a special fantasy that I wanted to do. The next day I was happy to see that I had received a response from the current president of the club named James. He said that he would be happy to meet with me to discuss the details of my request. I arranged to meet him for drinks the next day and my pussy began to tingle at the thought that my fantasy may finally come true.
When I met him the next day I found that he was a very pleasant man, tall, handsome, and he immediately put me at ease. He said that he would do anything he could to satisfy my request and that I shouldn’t feel awkward or inhibited in anyway by asking for it. I hesitated at first and then kind of blurted out that I wanted to be used like a slut by a lot of men. I told him that I wanted ten minimum, but if he could do it I’d like fifteen or more. I wanted everyone to remain anonymous, I didn’t want to know who they were and I didn’t want them to know who I was. I didn’t want to know anything about them, or even what they looked like. I just wanted them to use my body for their pleasure and that they could do anything that they wanted to me. James looked a little surprised at first then he smiled and said he could help me out. He said my request wasn’t out of the ordinary and they had done similar things in the past. He said it would take at least a week to set things up and that he would e-mail me when things were ready.
I found that over the next few days I was having trouble concentrating on anything other than my fantasy. My pussy was constantly wet and I was masturbating several times a day at the thought of what was going to happen. James e-mailed me several times during the week just to let me know things were proceeding as planned and every time I saw one of his e-mails my pussy would tingle. Finally, after almost a week he e-mailed me on Friday to say that everything was ready. He sent me an address in an upscale neighborhood and told me to be there tonight at 8pm.