No matter how much sex I had, I always craved for more. I figured that some men may be put off by the obvious fact that they were fucking another man. I grew my hair longer and began wearing short pleated skirts and girls knickers, thinking that if I looked like a girl, guys would still see it as straight sex and justify it. It had the desired effect, and the hits on Grindr took off. and in gay clubs and bars, where I would be bought drinks and fucked in the toilets. I asked them to fuck me with my knickers still on, knowing that the friction against their cock would make them cum quicker.
Even out shopping in the supermarket or mall, I drew attention and I would be hit on. Public toilets became a common place for me to be shagged. I should have felt humiliated, but it spurred me on. I took to wearing fishnet stockings and a suspender, the more 'girlie' I looked, the more sex I had.
I had my bedroom redecorated in pinks, with a deep pile fluffy carpet. I had regular 'clients' so good, some not so, but a fuck is a fuck.
Back on Grindr, I invited boys to come in their twos and threes, I knew I could handle more than one at a time. Two lads turned up, no older than me. I took them to my bedroom and undressed them seductively. I stripped down to some pretty black lace knickers. To begin with, the boys didn't know what to make of me, so I knelt and gave them both blow jobs, bringing them to a climax. Relieved, they said they would be back again to 'fuck me rotten'. Three more turned up, a little older in Umbro tracksuits. In the bedroom they undressed, already erect. Again I gave them head, then leaned over the bed so that they could take me from behind. They took it in turns to fuck me for a few minutes before passing me onto the next, I was shafted for over an hour.
The previous two came back the following day, this time one of them had his dad in tow. 'Fuck me, this is getting weird'. I thought. The young lads had me first, swapping back and forth, while dad watched and wanked. With the boys satisfied, dad mounted me. He took much longer to breed me. By the time he had cum, the young lads were ready to go again, swapping back and forth as previously. I now knew what they meant by 'fucked rotten'. They were to become regulars. I looked forward to seeing them, with or without dad, at least once a month.
One of the oldest that serviced me were a couple of old queens, old enough to be my grandparents. I think they must have popped a blue pill to keep their erections. In the bedroom, one sat in the armchair masturbating while his boyfriend had his way with me, then they swapped. It took them an eternity to produce little more than a teaspoon of cum, but they were happy, and tried to pay me, but I'm a slut, not a hooker.
By now, I had enough customers to avoid the more gross places to have sex, like the public restrooms, where there would frequently be puddles of piss on the floor and I'd ladder my stockings. I still enjoyed the clubs and bars, the excitement of being caught I found a big turn on. The owner of one of the bars, Jake, did find out about me. His answer was to fuck me after the bar had shut. Sometimes I stayed the night. Him and a barman would take me in turns. I could now get fussy, big dicks, stayers, ones with a quick recovery, and two or more. Instead of mainly weekends, it became more or less every night. My Grindr page was full of messages of guys with big appendages wanting to have their way with me.
My favourite club had a backroom, used for storing promotion stuff and things that needed repairing. It was in here that I experienced my first bukkake. Six men, I think they were friends, lured me there, (It didn't take much luring). They chucked cushions on the floor and stripped me, then fucked me in turn, none of them unloading. After the onslaught, they stood over me, masturbating, One by one, they shot their loads, covering my face and hair. What a turn on! I wanked a huge load, and went back to the bar, my face still with semen on it. Once the knowledge was out, it was repeated twice that evening by other groups, and many times in the future. I rarely had to pay for a drink. More customers arrived when I was there, keeping the beer flowing.
Some of the men became my friends, and I'd invite them for dinner (I'm a good cook) and stay overnight. I would be fucked night and morning, twice if there were two of them.
The biggest dick I ever took was a good 11", and fat. Surprisingly, it belonged to one of the youngest men I had, only 18 or 19, which was great as he was young enough to fuck me several times over the course of a night, and he always stayed the night. He was also a passionate lover. We would kiss and give each other head (not that I could get much of his monster in). My ass had difficulty accommodating him, but once inside, Wow!. My preferred position with him was to ride him, lowering myself down a bit at a time. Sometimes he did me doggy and it felt like it was going to hit my stomach. I never intentionally did small penises. If one turned up, I gave them a blow job and send them on their way.
As the months and years rolled on, I kept my regulars and (like the lad with the 11" dick and the two lads) and dispensed with the others, It meant less sex, but the quality was better, In the end, Grindr was unnecessary. Maybe I should find a boyfriend and settle down, but for now, it is cock, cock, cock., cum, cum, cum, in my ass or down my throat, sometimes both. I'm a slut and happy to be one!
