CD Gone Wild

I'm a little CD slut, and get strong sexual urges that I can't control or resist. I think I'm far from passable, but men seem to think otherwise. Some men value a slut as a precious thing; the kind I look for. For that reason, I'm proud to be a slut. I love to be told what a slut I am; being called a bitch makes me feel all jiggly inside.
When I can no longer control myself I get on a computer to post on my favorite hookup list in search of bareback tops. I describe myself, post photos then make it clear I dress sexy and fuck crazy. Yes instead of fuck I just put a capital F and none of my pictures are graphic so my postings don’t get reported or deleted. I also send out some E-Mail to my favorite regulars in hopes one (or more) is available.
I begin to getting ready by cleaning my insides thoroughly enough to taste sweet if rimmed, or if someone went ass to mouth. A nice perfumed bath to cover any male scent I might have and then on to dressing. I chose open-bottom pantie hose stockings from my many styles and colors and some open-bottom pantiest because for the most part dressed during sex. My breasts are A-Cup and too small to show in most dresses so I put on a sports bra and insert a pair of silicone breasts enhancers. Now comes that hard part, deciding what dress to wear.
I want to look as slutty as possible without showing any unflattering aspects. At 160 pounds, the decision would have been limited to body contour dresses but since I dieted down to 130 pounds so I can now choose to go bare midriff. I chose a metallic gold pleated mini skirt, a matching bikini top, and matching shoes brush out my hair and check the computer for prospects.
Am I a lucky little slut, or what? my friend Dion answered and wants to see me; I am so excited. I will on my lipstick knowing it won't last long. It will soon be rubbed completely off but by then it will have served its purpose. My hands are a bit rough from years of working on jet engines, hydraulic systems, and such so I put on a pair of shoulder-length opera gloves that closely match my ensemble. My girly feminine Deville moon phase watch so I can count out the 20 minutes till he arrives.