I enjoy having variety. There are so many different and ridiculously attractive guys out there, each with something to offer. I have slept with many races, with many different body types, and with many vastly different personalities. I truly love the thrill of adding another notch to my belt, whether it’s a clean-cut guy or a foreign guy with tan skin and a sexy accent. I like them all. And some of the best sex I’ve had has been with married men.

I love it when men call me all sorts of degrading names and force me to look at them while I’m struggling to breathe with a mouthful of cock. I like when they slap my face and leave handprints on my ass. I love feeling his mouth on my nipples, kissing my body, licking me everywhere. I want his hands on my hips, pulling my hair, and holding me close. I love when men manhandle my tits and spit on my face when they’re face-fucking me and say “If your husband can see you now!” I love being treated as if I’m completely unbreakable and totally powerless at the exact same time. I don’t have to think about anything or put any effort into making fake noises that make them think I’m enjoying it. I get to sit back and let them use my body however they want and actually mindlessly enjoy it. I like knowing I have the power to keep guys rock hard for hours. I like it when they make me cum until I think I can’t anymore and then it happens again. I like it when they choke me until my head spins while they pound my cunt as hard as they possibly could. I enjoy being pleasured on every part of my body by beautiful men, even though I’m just a fuck toy for them to use. I love when they’re very gentle when they kiss me so passionately and caress my body like they’re about to make gentle love to me, and then they get into it and end up using me like the whore that I am… roughly fucking my slutty mouth and my tight pussy while they tell me I’m their bitch and their fuck doll. This is what makes me crave cock so much and makes me ready to spread my legs and offer men my holes to use for their pleasure and entertainment.

I have been married for 12 years. We have ok sex but it is very vanilla, which was a complaint of mine on many occasions. He could make me cum with his mouth in three minutes flat if I spent the whole time fantasizing about three masked men taking me against my will and using me like a complete whore. But my husband wouldn't budge on trying much outside of the vanilla box. He would pull my hair a little, maybe a light smack on the ass, but if I asked him to do something crazy like choke me, call me a dirty slut, or cum on my face, he was out. I understood his trepidation. He is a gentleman who cannot stand the thought of hurting or degrading a woman, right? What he doesn’t understand is that he isn’t going to hurt me. I'm not some feeble, breakable, little female. I'm strong as fuck. He can choke me until the room spins and I'd enjoy it.