I'm going to write a bit about myself while I am in the mood - I'll probably regret it later. I'm 32, UK, married since late teens, husband approves of what I do, but I am very complicated ! Basically I see it as ok to have sex with "famous people", but over the years these people have become less and less famous. I would be horrified at the thought of standing outside a pub and letting myself get picked-up, but outside a stage door, I am stood shy and nervous, in mini skirt, breasts on display and pussy creaming at the thought of who will chat me up and take me in.
By the way, I am not into kik or anything like that. Maybe I just like shocking people. I arrived at this site because occasionally, over the years I have tried chat sites on the internet when I am "in the mood". I remember years ago that there were some great sites linked to varied activities, but they are long gone. I have been trying one but even the adult rooms seem full of kids, which brought me here, to the chat site part, and although it looked good, it is mainly "guests", here today, someone else tomorrow, and it just seems an overwhelming waste of time. I then found these forums, but again, I am not sure I would get anything from this, other than "revealing my slutty self", or embarrassing myself ?
I grew up on a typical council estate, the youngest of three sisters, no money etc, and the odd one out as my sisters were similar ages. I was shy and didn't really have any friends or experiences. My sisters used to hang out at a local sports centre, where there were various entertainments in the main sports hall, mainly at weekends. The first time they were made to take me with them, there was a wrestling show on. We didn't have any money to get in, so they usually tried to sneak in early and hide in the toilets. When we got there there were a few guys taking the wrestling ring in. They said they would let us in if we carried all the parts in, but they were way to heavy. Then a man came into the car park and parked up in a corner. My sisters asked the ring crew if he was a wrestler, they said yes and we went to ask if he would take us in. He said no, and then one of my sisters said "she'll give you a blow job if you take us all in". I just stood there embarrassed and he said ok. I had a rough idea what it meant, but had never actually thought about it. He opened the car door for me, and drove me to a dark corner of the car park where I learned how to hold a cock and wank and suck it, not that I did much because I choked whenever I tried. We compromised that I would take my panties off and let him touch me while I wanked him, and soon we were both covered in spunk. Turns out he wasn't a wrestler, he was simply a wrestling fan who had driven 100 miles and got there early, but he gave us £20 to buy tickets.
After that my sisters discovered raves, where I wasn't allowed to go, and ecstasy, and one became a druggie and moved to another town, the other became an alcoholic and also moved, both had loads of kids, and we don't keep in touch. Me, I became a groupie slut, so our parents had the full set of kids to be proud of.
I'll write more later perhaps. I've always wanted to try and explain myself to a psychologist or psychiatrist (thank you spelling correction). I asked a GP to refer me once but I think I shocked him, he just sat there in shock when I told him why, and gave me some leaflets. I did find another surprising way to tell people about myself - that was fun, for a while, although I feel humiliated by it all now.
By the way, I am not into kik or anything like that. Maybe I just like shocking people. I arrived at this site because occasionally, over the years I have tried chat sites on the internet when I am "in the mood". I remember years ago that there were some great sites linked to varied activities, but they are long gone. I have been trying one but even the adult rooms seem full of kids, which brought me here, to the chat site part, and although it looked good, it is mainly "guests", here today, someone else tomorrow, and it just seems an overwhelming waste of time. I then found these forums, but again, I am not sure I would get anything from this, other than "revealing my slutty self", or embarrassing myself ?
I grew up on a typical council estate, the youngest of three sisters, no money etc, and the odd one out as my sisters were similar ages. I was shy and didn't really have any friends or experiences. My sisters used to hang out at a local sports centre, where there were various entertainments in the main sports hall, mainly at weekends. The first time they were made to take me with them, there was a wrestling show on. We didn't have any money to get in, so they usually tried to sneak in early and hide in the toilets. When we got there there were a few guys taking the wrestling ring in. They said they would let us in if we carried all the parts in, but they were way to heavy. Then a man came into the car park and parked up in a corner. My sisters asked the ring crew if he was a wrestler, they said yes and we went to ask if he would take us in. He said no, and then one of my sisters said "she'll give you a blow job if you take us all in". I just stood there embarrassed and he said ok. I had a rough idea what it meant, but had never actually thought about it. He opened the car door for me, and drove me to a dark corner of the car park where I learned how to hold a cock and wank and suck it, not that I did much because I choked whenever I tried. We compromised that I would take my panties off and let him touch me while I wanked him, and soon we were both covered in spunk. Turns out he wasn't a wrestler, he was simply a wrestling fan who had driven 100 miles and got there early, but he gave us £20 to buy tickets.
After that my sisters discovered raves, where I wasn't allowed to go, and ecstasy, and one became a druggie and moved to another town, the other became an alcoholic and also moved, both had loads of kids, and we don't keep in touch. Me, I became a groupie slut, so our parents had the full set of kids to be proud of.
I'll write more later perhaps. I've always wanted to try and explain myself to a psychologist or psychiatrist (thank you spelling correction). I asked a GP to refer me once but I think I shocked him, he just sat there in shock when I told him why, and gave me some leaflets. I did find another surprising way to tell people about myself - that was fun, for a while, although I feel humiliated by it all now.
