Slutting in a small town
I’m a 60 year old divorced male bi who lives in a very small town in Maine, and I’m a slut. That’s who and what I am. The reasons don’t matter. In truth I don’t even understand where all my submissive slut urges come from. By slut I mean I seek to convert almost any personal interaction into some form of sexual pleasure for one or the other of us. Woman, man, doesn’t matter. I’m willing to do pretty much anything sexually to achieve the thrill that goes with submission and giving or getting sexual pleasure. Always legal, always very consensual and mutually desired.
But it’s very difficult in a small town. Everyone knowing everyone else and their business. Sneaking around after dark. Worrying about neighbors prying eyes and gossiping lips. Simply being seen in a bar having a conversation with someone can become problematic if you are known as a bi slut. Reputations are quickly formed and widely known. There is no privacy and secrecy is an illusion. Through diligent ongoing effort I’ve been able to establish a few other reliable slut-minded relationships to help me get the naughty, dirty, degrading sexual release I need. Otherwise I masturbate regularly. Slutting in a small Maine town is not easy.
Growing up I was bisexual and my wife was the town slut after we were married everyone was talking about us behind our backs. We ended up moving to another state so we could live our lives the way we want and not have people talking about us. I still love being bisexual and sucking cock and getting fucked. My wife can have sex with other men and we can enjoy ourselves
I grew up in a small village and used to suck my friends dick all the time