Once a Slut, Always a Slut - Sex Stories

Once a Slut, Always a Slut

... dorm for that weekend. The girls came over that Saturday and we sat down to have a good heart-to-heart. I told Jenny that I understood why she did what she did, that Brittany had told me about her past, and that I was willing to overlook it once again. But then I laid down some ground rules for our relationship that I expected her to follow. I told her that I knew we weren't married or even going steady, but that when she was with me, she was with me and that I didn't want her making eyes at another guy much less going off with him. She was free to date other guys if she wanted, and I would date other girls as well, but if we were on a date or at a party, she was all mine. Another time, Jenny and I had just finished having another bout of amazing sex and we were lying naked together in her bed recovering. Jennifer propped herself up on one elbow and as she trailed a long red finger down my chest, asked me how many girls I’d ever had sex with. Well, I didn’t really want to get into this conversation (first off this is not the kind of talk you have right after sex with someone, and also because I didn’t particularly care to hear about her past sex life, which I knew to be much more extensive than my own). I tried to steer the conversation onto other subjects, and tried brushing the question under the rug. But she kept pushing and prying until she got my entire sexual history out of me, including that wild drunken New Year's Eve three-way with Lisa and Kelly. Jennifer actually ...

... seemed to enjoy this conversation and hearing about my exploits. She asked how I liked each girl and what they did to me. Then Jen began telling me all about her sexual history. She started having sex earlier than I did, with innocent petting which quickly led to more involved fingering, blowjobs, and finally sex. She admitted to being with seven guys, although I'm fairly certain now that there were a few more that got lost because of her state of drunkenness or a drug-induced stupor. When she was eighteen, she'd had an affair with a thirty-six year old married man that worked with her dad. That lasted for about 3 months before the man got too nervous about his wife finding out and broke it off. Four of the guys she’d been with were from five to ten years older than her - she seemed to like older men. Which made it all the more puzzling to me why she and I had such history - I was only a few months older than she was. I guess she had come to realize that older men - especially married older men - were a no-win situation. They may be fun to play with and know what they are doing in bed, but as far as anything long-term, well you are bound to get your heart broke if you think you are going to live happily ever after together. The most shocking revelation, though, was when she told me of the time one she'd had sex with Brittany. It was right after another failed relationship had come to it's inevitable ending. She had come to Brittany's dorm room teary-eyed and broken-hearted for ...