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My name is Sarah. When I was in my early twenties, I realized just how easy it was to get cock, and ended up hooking up with almost every guy I knew. I love when men tell me they jerk off about me, love when friends push boundaries, and when I get drunk, I almost always let someone take me home. These days I try to stay mostly single so that nothing gets in the way of me getting up to no good. This is the first of my mostly true stories.
He was marrying a really sweet woman who I liked a lot, and I was excited to be included, particularly because I was the only woman invited. I was close friends with most of the others, except for a couple guys I only knew from parties and when they came home for home for the holidays. I knew from experience that when they got together and away from their wives and girlfriends they tended to get reckless, so I was prepared for a messy few days.
We were spending a long weekend in Montreal, and had booked a big, modern apartment on Airbnb. The plan was a steak dinner and strip clubs the first night, then the guys would golf the next day. The second night we were going clubbing, and we left the Sunday unplanned other than brunch and hungover patio drinks. He joked about me being the entertainment for the weekend. Most of our fantasizing together revolved around me being a depraved slut and we fantasized about my friends using me as the entertainment.
We have a very open relationship, and he loved hearing about when I couldn't control myself and fucked someone else behind his back.
Back then it was a given that if my friends got me drunk, they could at least count on cuddling and getting jerked off before we fell asleep. But it had been at least a decade since any of that. We saw one another a few times per year on holidays and we were definitely just platonic, old friends. I took the train from Toronto, and arrived at seven pm on the Thursday night.