Hi all, this is my first time at writing a story, it is based on a real experience! please let me know what you all think :twisted: x

Some people would call me a slut, the correct term is nympho! Urbandictionary.com describes a nympho as “ Someone, normally female, that eats, breathes, & lives for sex. She dreams about it, often playing it over so much in her mind that something she has never tried can be exceptional the first time done with another person. She is insatiable & always ready to play but that does not always make her a slut or whore, for she can be picky in her selection.”

Although I am engaged to a fantastic guy, with a great personality, great body and a great cock, and although our sex life is pretty much perfect, there was always one thing I missed, one thing that no amount of dressing-up and roll-playing with him could provide. The fun of the chase! That feeling of excitement of flirting with a new guy. Although I would always flirt with other guys when I went for a night on the town, that is as far as it ever went, just flirting. Although I longed for more, to go further would just make me a slut.
Me and my fiancé would always talk about our fantasies during foreplay, it made is both horny talking about what we would like to do, and what we would like done to us. I always felt bad telling him what I would like, I didn’t want him to feel like he couldn’t satisfy me, which certainly wasn’t the case. However, the hornier we got, the dirtier our fantasies became.

One particular session I blurted out that i wanted to be fucked by another guy, immediately I wished I hadn’t said it, and I thought he would go mad, or at least be offended. He looked shocked “Really?” he said, “tell me more”. I told him how i missed the thrill of flirting with strangers, and how I fantasised about dirty dancing with a hot guy whilst out clubbing, then us sneaking off somewhere so he can use me as the little slut which I secretly am. “why don’t you try it, then?” he said.

Urbandictionary.com describes a cuckold as “A submissive husband with a wife who takes on alpha-male lovers whereby the wife's sexual pleasures become the husband's vicarious sexual pleasures and experiences.” Although we’re not married yet, I guess this still applies to him.

We would always talk about me getting with another guy from then on. I always used to make out I had no interest in other guys really, and it was just a fantasy, but he was insistent. Our 21st birthday was coming up (there is only 2 days difference between us). I had arranged to go out clubbing with a few friends. He decided then was going to be the perfect time for me to get off with another guy. “a birthday present for us both” he said.

The night i was due to go out he helped me choose my outfit and get ready. We finally agreed i should wear a tiny red skirt and vest top, with black underwear. Vest tops are a particular favourite of mine, a particularly tight one, teamed with a sexy bra and my 36E boobs was enough to make any guy stare. I put my long blonde hair in loose curls and did make-up, with lots of dark eye shadow and a little pink lipstick. Some blusher in my cleavage amplified what was already an eye full. My favourite black push-up bra (which was actually a 36DD and barely covered my nipples) and French knickers went on next, followed by my sexy red skirt, then my tight vest, squeezing my boobs together, looking like they were ready to just spill out without warning. “how do i look?” i asked, “well, I want to do u now!” he said, with a grin and a bulge in his pants. With that I slipped into my black high-heals and tottered to the front door to wait for my lift.

I love dancing. I used to do professional dance shows and teach in a dance school, I am always the first to hit the dance floor, whether I’d had a drink or not. I’m not normally much of a drinker, but seeing as it was my birthday I had a few. My dancing got dirtier and flirting got more obvious with each drink. I was trying to give the “come-on” to a particularly hot guy who I had noticed had been eyeing me up along with his group of mates. Good looking, shaved head, tall and well built, he was the kind of guy I like. Eventually he got the hint and came over. “Excuse me for being a bit forward” he said, “but the lads want to know how big your boobs are!” I turned around, took his hands and put them on my boobs. “guess!” I said as he squeezed. I pushed my arse against his cock which was beginning to grow in his pants. His strong arms were now pulling me close to him as we danced, his hands moving over my body, spoilt for choice as to where to feel next.

I turned around to face him, flung my arms around him, and began to kiss him. His big hands moved down and under my skirt to grab a handful of my peach of an arse (even if i do say so myself!). Over his shoulder i could see his mates staring in a mixed look of disbelief and jealousy. By now his cock was a rock-hard bulge in his trousers, the zip struggling to contain what was no doubt a big dick. Holding my arse tight he pulled me tight to him, I lifted the front of my skirt up slightly so I could the bulge in his pants pressing against the soft fabric of my now rather damp panties, very gently teasing my clit as we moved to the music. Had he decided to, I’d have bent over and took him right there, in the middle of the crowded dance floor.

Deciding the dance floor wasn’t a great place to make out, he took my hand and led me to one of the sofas in a dark corner of the club. He sat down and I got straight on top of him, kissing him passionately as he explored my body with his hands. I undid a few buttons on his shirt and ran my hand over his well toned, ripped body, running my fingers gently over his hard nipples as he ran his hands up the back of my legs and on to my arse, then gently spreading my cheeks as I gyrated on his bulging cock, which, whilst still concealed in his trousers, was trying to force its way inside of me, along with my panties.

I took one of his hands and shoved it down between my legs, his fingers got to work straight away, pulling my now soaking wet knickers aside and began gently tickling my clit as his cock worked my hole. I giggled naughtily as he squeezed my pussy lips together. I pulled down the front of my top and undid my bra (it was a front-fastening bra!) my boobs spilled free and my erect nipples were just poking out over the top of my vest. “Christ!” he gasped as he copped them jiggling free and went in for a nibble, his teeth biting my nipples felt like an electric shock, my nipples always get more sensitive the more horny I am!

By now his 2 of his fingers had moved between my pussy lips and were now making their way inside of me. I moaned as he stretched my hole with two of his fingers. I reached down and undid his trousers, unzipped the zip and pulled back his boxers to reveal the glistening head of a very nice cock. Precum dribbled onto my finger, I licked it of as i began to bull his foreskin back with my other hand. His fingers on his right hand were now gently fucking me as his left hand was holding on to my hip. I lifted myself off him slightly and yanked his trousers down. His big cock sprung out, sending drops of precum splattering up the inside of my legs and onto my skirt.

He moved his hands on to my arse and pulled me down on top of him. His cock now only blocked by the thin lace of my French knickers. He pulled my them out from between my arse cheeks and tugged them to the side, tearing the fabric. I moved my right hand down between my legs and tickled my clit as the head of his huge cock began to nudge my lips apart, gently he pulled my down more on his cock. I groaned with pain as his monster filled me, stretching my tight pussy open. I’d never had such a big dick before and it felt amazing to have something really satisfying! He began to thrust in and out, getting deeper with each stroke as I held my breath, the pain of his fat cock stretching me open was immense, but also a massive turn-on. His big hands squeezing my arse, and a cheeky finger tickling my arsehole. He pulled at my knickers, tore them off and shoved them in my face, i could feel and smell that they were absolutely soaking wet. He stuffed my knickers in my cleavage and buried his face in them as I began to fuck him harder.

I lifted my feet up onto the sofa so i was now squatting over him. His hand still holding my arse cheeks apart as he stuffed me full of cock. A finger was now poking my tight arse hole. I love my arse being fingered whilst shagging, and he made me feel like a real dirty bitch, gently squeezing his un-lubed finger in my tiny arse. Amazingly nobody had noticed us fucking, but the thought of us getting caught made me feel even dirtier.

I bounced on his dick harder, his big balls slapping my arse with each bounce. He really began to moan and shake as he neared orgasm. I wanted him to shoot his load right inside me, fill my hole with his warm cum. Faster and harder i fucked him as he lay back and let me. Suddenly an explosion of warm spunk filled me as he let out a load groan with pleasure. His cum was dribbling down his cock and the inside of my legs, i carried on fucking, him shooting more with every bounce, his finger deep in my arse and his head buried between my boobs. I began to orgasm, every shot of cum making it more intense as i furiously rubbed my clit.

He lay back, delirious from the pleasure I’d just given him. I lifted myself off him and sat back, my pussy aching from the pounding it had just received and dribbling masses of his cum over the red leather of the sofa. He put his still rock solid cock back into his trousers and zipped up. “you fucking slut!” he said with a massive grin. “I wont bother correcting him” i thought as he stood up and walked off, looking back at me, still grinning. With that I went to the toilets to get cleaned up.

Later, by the time I got home, I was feeling bad. I felt as though I had cheated. He began questioning me as soon as i walked in, but i decided to keep quiet. This guy had been much, much better than my fiancé, and had given me one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever had. “nothing happend” i said. Looking unconvinced “are you sure?” he asked, “yes honestly” i replied. “Then why are your knickers stuffed in your unfastened bra?” he asked.

Oops...

 

oh, and heres a pic of me and a friend on a night out! hehe x

 

amazing

lauren...you have the mose exquisite body hun....and when you gonna get your friend onto XNX,,,,because you cant get to much of a good thing...so Ive heard

 

Very good story.....if this really happened that guy sure had a good one to tell his buddies...hopefully all is well with you and your s/o. Thanks for sharing.....:excited:

 

You nasty nympho

I am glad to hear you enjoy you sexuality so much,you should as it looks like you have a great gift for it.:rose:

 

What a jammy bastard he was then !!! Tell me when your going out clubbing again won't you

Nice story Lauren! Did the business for me

 

Hott

Hott story think i need to start going out up near your way, clubs sound much more fun!

 

that was great, wish I lived in Manchester(I visited once). You look uber sexy by the way.

 

Hey Lauren

You sound to good to be true! Your Stunning and intelligent!, your story was so well written, and it was even referenced like a peace of academic work. You have it all and your partner is a lucky bloke. Manchester the best city with the best talent in the world.

 

Fantastic and very HOT story. I enjoyed it a whole lot!

 

I must agree, that you are a gifted story teller. Not many can write a story let alone a good one. I loved the fact that this is both true, and yet has a feel of a deeply erotic fantasy.

I also loved that it took place in plain view of everyone at the club and he came inside you. I am intensely envious of both your fiancée and the mystery guy at the club. the story was vivid without over doing the details, giving enough to build a mental picture, but not enough to disturb the fluidity of your story.

Two thumbs up.

Hope you plan to write another one soon. Possibly another True Story?

 

awesome story. You should try a chick next time;-)

 

this is exactly what I want my gf to do

 

I have never been more jealous of whoever that guy was in my life.....I bet he had a story to tell to his mates after that night.

 

I could wank to that story all night! After seeing your pics, I wish it was me at the nightclub that night!

Any pics of the outfit you had on that night?

 

Oh my God, Lauren is not only a super beautiful and horny woman, she's also a very talented writer. I hope you carry on. Thank you for sharing this with me! :rose:

You look as stunning as usual, and please tell your friend that she's a 10, just like her friend Lauren. Have you ever had sex with her?

 

nice story, hope you have more fun nights out to tell us about :twisted:

 

Hot story... More like this would be good.

 

I'm looking forward to reading it.

 

Really great stuff. Any chance of any more?