My name is Bethan and I can’t believe that I’ve just celebrated my fortieth birthday. I had to have two birthday parties; one for family’ friends and colleagues, and another more intimate party for my lovers and erotic friends most of whom are a similar age to me. The second party was obviously interspersed with quite a bit of sexual activity and there was a lot of reminiscing about the past, sharing our most intimate memories and experiences.
Funnily enough, it was me that did most of the talking and more than one guest said I should write a book about my life. Someone even suggested “Memoirs of a Slut” as a title so that’s what I’ve entitled what I hope will be a series of stories about my escapades. I’ll leave it to you, dear reader, to decide whether or not I am a true slut.
Firstly some background.
I’m very bisexual, and I have lived with my lover, Phil for nearly fifteen years. When I first met him I was 34C-22-34, 5'-4" tall, blonde, always fully shaven, and even if I do say so myself, hot as hell. I think I’m still pretty sexy even now. Phil is 6’2” tall and still very strong and fit through playing sports and working out in the gym. His beautiful circumcised ten-inch cock is as wonderful now as it was when we met. We both still have a high sex drive but not quite as far off the scale as it was in our early years together. You’ll learn more about Phil and our relationship in future stories.
My first sexual experiences were with a very close friend called Linda, but I didn’t have my first cock fuck until I was seventeen.
Over the years I've had dozens of lovers. Well, to tell you the truth it could be more than that. From the age of eighteen, I was very adventurous and very popular. I'd go to parties and clubs at weekends and would sleep with a new man every chance I got; often more than one at a time. At sex parties, I could lose count of the number of cocks I took.
I then had an affair with a married man who introduced me to some of the more unusual sex practices such as bondage, spanking. That came to an end when his wife found the two of us together in his car. His cock was in my mouth at the time.
I then found a really lovely girlfriend and I lived with her for about a year. That relationship began when we were on a beach sunbathing. Rubbing suntan cream into my skin gave her the opportunity to make her move on me. I didn't have a cock all the time I was with her. She was a wonderful lover and really satisfied me in bed. It all ended because I wouldn't commit myself to her. I just knew that eventually, I'd have to have sex with men so we ended the relationship. In fact, it ended quite suddenly when she discovered my contraceptive pills.