Ever since my breast started to develop I became a very horny person. I always loved to be admired by everyone, guy and girls my own age, but most the...look I would get from older men. It was l always arousing. That feeling lead to other things and eventually thing escalated to where I find myself now. It all started very innocently, teasing men around them mall, at school, on the street, eventually that lead me to a few relationships with OLDER men, known as suggardaddies. I loved the. I said; “I have been exclusive from the first two weeks we were dating, you have been with me every time I asked. I told you I was exclusive. I wish you had been more upfront with me. I now know where I stand.” I continued; “Because of finding that you have been dating others without telling me, I will not be worried about dating you anymore. Consider this our breakup.” I walked out of the restaurant and drove back to my house.I did not talk to Jane again for almost seven months. I never saw. A shiver ran through my body as my breasts were exposed to yet another strange man.The man on the phone seemed unimpressed. He was paying much more attention to the telephone conversation than he was to my breasts. I pushed the tiny skirt down over my hips and down to the floor. I stepped out of it, bent down and picked it up. I stood there naked, holding my dress in my hand and waiting for someone to tell me what to do.Tommy took the dress from my hand and said, "Go over there and let him look. My girlfriend at the time was a real hottie. Very cute but innocent. Or so I thought. She was quite religious and wouldn't let me do much sexually. Maybe stroke her tits over her jumper and I would get away with stroking her knee for a while. This left me very frustrated and I used to wank like mad when I got home after seeing her.Sometimes Jane seemed a bit evasive about what she was doing, but always told me not to worry, that she was mine and one day we would be together. Being a jealous.