On a training course in a different city, I met a young lady in a bar who was having a great time with her friends and would pass by our table and have some typical sociable and amiable chatter.

Upon leaving the bar, I noticed in her group of friends she had become teary, and I asked her what was wrong. Unfortunately she had been engaged and the fiancé had passed away, after midnight it would be the anniversary. Wishing her well and saying goodbye she asked if I would be in town for long, at which I replied 18 days.

She said she wanted to meet again but would not exchange phone numbers, simply to find her in another pub in 2 days time after 7pm.

As agreed we met and picked up where we left off before the tears, some laughs and a bit of flirting. She went to the bathroom and on the way back I seen her buying tequila shots at the bar. 8pm tequila shots on a Monday night… it’s either a great idea or the worst idea!

I soon realised this was a courage crutch. First shit down she turns really serious. “Ok, here’s the situation. I’ve met someone. But I haven’t told anyone. I am wracked with guilt as I think people will say it’s too soon.” Bang down goes the first shot. I take the hint and follow suit.

Assuming I’m about to play therapist and this is going nowhere, I begin to speak only to be interrupted by what is clearly something she has rehearsed all day:

“He left last week on secondment to Indonesia for 4 months and I am starting university after the summer. I think I love him and want to be with him forever.”

“BUT… i have had very little sexual experience. My first boyfriend was terrible in bed and my fiancé was not at all adventurous. I thought about this long and hard, if I am going to get with the new guy when he returns I want to live out as many fantasies as possible before that”

My eyes lit up. Jackpot. Boom down goes the 2nd tequila.

“I’ve basically been vetting guys and couples for the last 10 days. Been on swinging sites, exhibitionist sites, cheating sites, gay/lesbian and regular dating sites.”

I tried to remain stony faced, nodding in acknowledgement. But inside I was like a kid at Christmas because there’s nothing I love better than sluts on a mission. Having heard the places she’s been looking my kind was racing with all the different combinations she clearly wanted to try.

Over the next week I met with her regularly, the sex getting kinkier and more obscure or specific to fetishes. She would fill me in with the other adventures she was having, with girls and guys, all sorts of age ranges. In one week she had fucked 12 people, including 2x threesomes. The voyeur in me really started to come out as I listened to her recanting how that morning was her first ever double penetration with real cocks rather. In the afternoon she met a girl from the next town just to eat her pussy. She really was on the sexual war path.

By day 14 she said her holes were needing a rest, but still wanted to tick things off her list. She came to my hotel and jerked me off before the course and afterwards picked me and sucked me off in her car in broad daylight.

She asked me if I would participate in a gangbang. Three other guys and one lesbian domme with a strap on had already said they were interested. “Where do I sign?” I said as we both laughed.

Although she tried desperately to make it happen, unfortunately with my impending departure and the short notice there was no way all 6 of us could get together at the same time.

She called round to the hotel and said she had a new fantasy and new plan, which could definitely work. “I think 3 of the guys I wanted in the gangbang are free at different times tomorrow and I want to feel like a travelling slut. Like I just drive from place to place getting fucked and filled with cum” I agreed and she left without and sexual interaction saying she had a big day ahead of her and that she would be in touch to organise my “slot” so finally we exchanged phone numbers.

3hrs later, just as I was drifting off to sleep I got the message that gave me the hardest boner in months. “All set for tomorrow. Number 4 can make it too. Anal Only. You’re up first sunshine. See you at 07:30am”

Try to her word a knock on the door bang on time and in she struts in a tracksuit. “Yeah I see you looking… comfort and speed. I’ll have a long day with getting my clothes on and off!” And she strips completely naked… except for black tape covering her pussy.

Confused I asked what was going on. She said the only way guy number 4 would play was if he could do anal with her as he had not yet. She said that she had fucked a couple where they had an anal only lifestyle and felt inspired to have an anal only day. No pussy at all so as she seen in porn she thought she’d cover it just to make sure.

Within minutes I had her bent over the bed eating her ass and saying this was the cleanest it would be all day before we ruin her. I stood up and grabbed the last of the lube from previous nights and slid right up to the hilt, feeling the pressure ease as she relaxed around my full length.

As the pace quickened, I felt her back arching knowing that she was almost at orgasm. Out of spite I pulled out and left her ass in the air gaping and her body shuddering right on the brink or cumming. She knew I was fucking with her and it turned her in even more. “You bastard, I was so close. Get back in there!”

I stayed silent and she flipped round on the bed to a seating position. Looked me dead on the eye as she grabbed my cock. “GET. BACK. IN. THERE.”

She lay back and as I was standing I held her legs over my shoulders and slid all the way in. Watching her tits jiggle and her face contort as I quickened my thrusts, I looked down to see her freshly waxed pussy all covered up and her sopping wet lubed up ass gripping my cock on the out stroke. She seen my pupils dilate as I stared and fucked faster. As she started to speak I gripped her hips and fucked harder, almost full length strokes right to the balls. The garbled mess of words that came from her mouth morphed into the deepest of moans as she convulsed whilst pushing herself even deeper into my cock. This set me off and as I held her there my back arched and balls contracted as I emptied my cum as deep in her ass as I had ever gone in anyone.

By 08:15 she was showered and ready to go, she gave me a huge hug and thanked me for my time with her. I told her to keep me updated on how her day and asshole turns out. She giggled and said she will.

As evening came around I packed my bag to leave and had not heard from her so assumed she was still getting fucked or had fell asleep after a day of sex.

A knock on the door and I was surprised to see her again. She had a glowing red face, make up & mascara down her face and completely disheveled hair, some almost matted to her forehead.

“Wow… ehhh, I can’t tell whether you had a good day or a bad day”

“The best” was about all she could muster.

“So, what are you doing here?”

“I know you lived hearing about my stories so I thought I’d come and tell you this one in person as a good bye gift”

She then proceeded to fill me in and what a day she had indeed. One guy fucked her in the shower whilst his wife was at work, one guy fucked her in the woods near the next town, and the last guy tied her to the bed, filmed her and fucked her twice.

I was amazed but also amused, shaking my head telling her that it was an incredible achievement to still be walking. Fucked in the ass 5x times in 12hrs… is there a medal for that?

She told me how her pussy was aching to be touched but she was staying strong and committing to the anal only day. She said that although the last guy had the biggest cock (she showed me the video, it was 10” monster circus cock) he didn’t last long and she hadn’t cum. Not only was i was the best fuck but 6 was her lucky number, so she asked if I would do her the favour of fucking her ass again until she cums.

Without hesitating I peeled her bottoms off and the smell of sex hit me in the face. Instinctively I reached for the lube but it was gone… and she just laughed. “The last two guys didn’t need any lube… and with 5 loads of cum up there I doubt you will either. Go on, just push it in.”

Up until this point in my life, this was THE SINGLE most slutty and filthy thing I had ever heard anyone say. As I pressed my throbbing head to her clearly thoroughly used ass there was absolutely no resistance, I slide to the base with no friction and no time to adjust. Straight to hard pounding. We ended up with one of her legs on the bedside table, her face and tits pressed flat to the wall as I stood behind her hammering her ass as she shouted profanities about how she wanted to be used and of how much of a cum slut and whore she was. As she begged me to cum in her and I shouted I was so close, she stopped breathing and moving, rigid still for what felt like an eternity, then her body completely softened as she let out a roar of “yesssssssssssssssss THAT’S IT THErrrrrreeee….”

That was the end of me, I convulsed with my eyes screwed tight shut in and shouted “FUCKING….. SLUT” as I thrust my cum so deep inside her once more, my hips pushing against her ass and her hips pressing right to the wall so she couldn’t not move even if she wanted to.

She looked shell shocked, drunk even and whispered… “the best summer ever” as she slipped into her bottoms and slowly walked away shaking. She stopped at the door covered in sweat and said “I’m so glad we met.”, blew me a kiss and left. Never to be seen or heard from again.