I swapped hands and slid two fingers from my left hand into her pussy as far as they'd go and as I pulled them back I slid the wet finger from my righ... up her ass. I alternated ins and outs with my fingers and sucked her clit while whipping it with my tongue until she started hollerin and buckin and moanin about how hard she was cumming. When she went kinda limp I eased my fingers out of her and got out from under her legs.I eased up and lay down beside her and wrapped her up in my arms and. I told her about myself, and about my life, at least as far as Michelle.I had been with other TV's and an occasional man, but that was really notfor me. I explained I also liked girls but found dressing turned me on toa different level of sex. Somewhere in there, she began to rub my leg,with her nylon clad toe. It lifted it me off my seat, and I began towiggle in my skirt. She leaned forward when she saw this. With a grin,she whispered "I bet you are wild too."Next she grabbed my hand. Leading. Now that I’m here I don’t quite know what to do.”I knew that by typing this answer, the implication was that I accepted the title of “slut.”I felt sexy and a vague feeling of self pride in being seen as a slut.Things had rapidly escalated since that first tentative foray onto the Forum. Several men were now conversing with me, and their dialogue was crude and degrading. I loved it and felt so sexy and lustful. Thank God that my husband had no idea that his wife was doing this sort of thing.I’d. "Well, then what about a girl?" What? Another girl? Oh, no. I've never--. I couldn't. I mean, I mean, well, that's maybe okay for you. But not me."Sue smiled at her friend’s confusion. "With me, it’s a sometime thing, a change of pace, usually between guys when I need to ease the strain or if there’s a really hot chick coming on to me. Tell me the truth. Haven't you ever thought about it?" Of course, not." Cindy looked down and bit her lower lip. "Well, yeah, I guess so. Back in high school, my.