I’m Liz I’m Liz! I know who I am! But I’m going to show you who I am. Not tell you. But show you. I wasn’t always me. But now I am who I want to be. I’m a slut! A woman who sexually needs not just one man but many. Can many men satisfy me? Probably not. I’ll always be looking for satisfaction, but lots of men can please me. My sluttiness is a statement to the world. It says I’m in charge. I satisfy my needs. I’m not dependent on other people. But don’t take my word for it. Just look at me. I dress like a slut. I talk like a slut. I behave a slut. I’m at ease as a slut. I had my first gang-bang when I was thirty. I enjoyed being passed around. I’m having another. It takes a lot of work. The way I dress is my statement to the world. Just like my tattoos show everyone I am fierce and independent, forceful and demanding. No-one messes with me. Even in public my hands reaches under my clothes especially to touch my breasts. I openly caress myself. I see the effect this has on others. At home, I am more of an animal. I pad around barefoot. I wear clothes that reveal while they conceal. My tattoos occasionally bursting through. For my gang-bang I will wear little, so that I can tempt, tease and excite. All the men who will ride me must see enough so that can see and demand more. I dress to show I want to be a slut; I undress to show I am a slut. My men have arrived. They are naked. They are gradually changing from men into the bulls that will service me. I softly pad into the room as they harden. I’m wearing only a light nightie. My nipples are beginning to stand tall. The men smile when they see them grow. I feel my panties go slightly wet. My nakedness is visible even when I am fully clothed. I have some porn videos running and the sounds of demanding women being satisfied fills the room with lust. Even partially clothed, I am always naked. I can’t hide my true nature. But, when naked, I’m at my most honest. I gently touch the men and casually brush against them. This is the gentlest moment. It has a massive effect. Sometimes I’m wet from their early discharges as they cocks enlarge. I kiss and feel them. It’s so right. I’m welcoming them, and showing my lust. It’s the first time I’ve had some of these cocks. My nightie slips down to the floor before I put my arms round one man’s neck. “Glad you could come to ride me,” I say with a wicked smile. “I’m glad you could all come to ride me! My hole needs a lot of filling!” My panties are getting wetter and wetter. Leaning on one man I take then off. “Anyone want a souvenir?” I ask throwing them on a chair. I must tease them. I can hardly control myself. The gentle part is over. I want fucked. And I want fucked hard. I want no mercy. I want all those men to use me. I must be used. I’m an animal. I must be treated like an animal. “I want to be serviced by all you bulls!” I shout. I get down on all fours. “Who wants in the saddle first! Time to get on board.!” The men start getting ready. “I want serviced! I want all your cocks in me to bring the slut out of me!” My command has an immediate effect. All their cocks quiver with each sound I make. I gradually feel a cock begin to slide inside me. Eagerly, I grab it to help guide it inside. “I’m a bitch on heat! Make me howl!” I feel it hardening and its warmth radiates through your body. Gradually a rhythm begins. Occasionally it rubs my clit and I gasp. I can’t see the face of the randy bull pumping me but I feel him getting harder and faster. He becomes more vigorous. “C’mon ride me! Use me!” I can’t see the face of the man who is riding me. But each hard thrust he makes make me feel well used. I’m almost continually groaning now. He keeps pumping and pumping. I feel wetter and wetter. His groaning and my groaning combine. I’m losing control. I have to grab some of the cocks in front of my face occasionally biting and eating them. His grunts become louder and louder. It becomes so loud. Noisily he spunks inside me. I feel the wetness inside me I feel so sticky too. As my first cock withdraws, I feel raw and excited. I feel the mixture of his spunk and my cunt juice dribble out my cunt. But this is only the beginning. It’s always good to start with the biggest cock first. It stimulates more early on. Smaller cocks work better in an already excited cunt. “Who’s next? Am I not a real slut?” I triumphantly demand. I feel another bull inside me and the pumping begins again. I’m wet and tender. I’m now in constant orgasm as each thrust keeps me excited. I’ve reached so high a stimulation that I don’t even feel if it’s a different rod. As well as thrusting, each man grabs me by the tits. For a moment he holds me as his slut in his hands. I am his for that moment of captivity. I am being passed around. But once they have emptied themselves inside me, I am not theirs, I have captured them. They are being passed around me. I’m being gang-banged, one cock at a time. I don’t usual eat men’s cocks while being fucked cos I like to scream. The sound of my orgasm is also my declaration to everyone of my sluttiness. One cock at a time is not enough. A slut is not a serial monogamist. I need more. My salivating pussy needs to be filled by more than one. I arrange one man sitting on my sofa. I harden him by eating as much as I can gradually pulling my teeth along his shaft from base to top till he stiffens. Facing outward, I slide his pole in me and I slide down it. I beckon another bull over and ask him to put himself inside alongside the other cock. Thankfully, I have no problem. He agrees. He pushes himself in. I am being filled. Double cunt penetration; every woman’s dream! My vagina walls are tight around the men. This feels better than I’ve ever known. The men begin to move. Slowly and clumsily, at first, but a rhythm emerges. It is ecstasy. Even if they didn’t rub me, it would be good. My clit is massaged with even the slightest movement. My constant orgasm just gets higher and higher. The pressure from both of them makes me explode. I lustily kiss the sweaty chest in front of me. I’m out of control. As I get higher and higher their cocks get harder and harder. My screams get louder too. I feel hot spunk inside me. I’m soaking. I look around the room and all their sperm is mixed up inside me. I feel so proud. How many other women can honestly enjoy themselves this way? I try a few more double cocks. Even a few in my arse. I must have one more thing though. I lie naked on the floor. All the bulls must wank over me. It’s not enough to have their spunk inside me. I must have it showered over me. I have dressed like a slut I have behaved like a slut I must smell like a slut. Afterward, when people smell me they know what I’ve done. It is me, asserting myself. One-by-one, they shoot over me. I massage it into my skin. This gang-bang is finished. Everyone, except me gets dressed. I put on a dressing gown. I kiss and touch my bulls as they leave. I will have more gang-bangs. Why? Because they me. They are who I am. I am Liz I am a slut! And I’m proud to be one!