Fact
9/11/2020


I had just moved in with, well, let's call her Jane, after about three months of dating. We had met on NZD and immediately set about having intense, frequent, WAP sex.

One Wednesday night, cruising NZD on the living room computer while she was cooking dinner, as all good women should, I casually asked her for her password. She gave it up without a murmur, silly girl. Jane had a long involved profile, exceedingly well written as befitted her profession, and she used it as a filtering device. Her demands were impossible. In fact, my first message to her, in reply to her initial reach out, was, “I can be some of all of you ask for, but all of none.” That actually went down well, because she knew I could at least read.

Anyway, at the computer all I did was add three words to her profile. Her opening words, “I am a teacher,” became, “I am a horny teacher.” And right down the bottom of her extraordinarily long effort, I simply added, “Wanna root?” Oh, and I changed her profile to Sexual Meetings then sat back to watch the fun.

Fuck me, the emails started in seconds and literally poured in! I was sitting and chuckling at some of them when Jane suddenly appeared at my shoulder and peered at the screen.

“What have you done!”

“Umm, well, just having a bit of fun.”

Meantime, another dozen emails poured in. Fuck, it was funny as a fart!

So I got the lecture, her job, kids, some friends know her profile, including former boyfriends, blah blah blah. Then she said, “Right, go and finish making dinner. Some of these look interesting.” And she set about reading every single email from dozens and dozens of horny men.

I had no idea where she was going with this. She may be a prim and proper teacher by day, but once the bedroom door was shut, she was no holes barred. In fact, the first time I fucked her she begged for it up her arse after I had got my first shot away, but that’s another story. So I hoped it was going to go somewhere fun for me. My barely formed strategy was to get her used to fucking other men in threesomes before introducing foursomes and more.

By the end of the night she had reversed my changes to stop the flow of emails, and after answering every single one, announced that we had a meeting for Friday night, two sleeps away. But first, there was to be a phone call Thursday night when we were in bed so they could get to know each other better.

Did I object? Well, no. I was a bit stunned, to be honest, but I thought what the hell, if she's game, I'm in.

And that Wednesday night? Well, WAP fucking that made a mess of the bed.

That was how we got started in the lifestyle. I’ll maybe post the next chapter soon.

Comments are welcome. What have I missed that you'd like to know?


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