Okay, not sure where to start here. During my younger years, I was an alcoholic slut. I had a situation that turned me around and I got help. I met my husband during this time. But my confession is a recent issue.

I am a pastors wife. I had been faithful and sober for several years until recently. I was getting lonely, and started reading stories and watching porn online. Then I found craigslist and started talking to a few guys locally. I met up with one, and started seeing him regularly. One of our first meetings, he took me to a local gloryhole, and I fell in love with the idea. I was very quickly moving back into my old ways, and loving it, but also really trying to not fully go back to my lifestyle.

My husband recently was gone for two weeks for a regional retreat. I stayed home. One weekend, the kids went to stay with my in-laws. I went out with my friend. We live in a suburb of a big city, so he took me to a club on the opposite side of the city from our suburb. I was dressed fairly slutty, and he was watching me dance with several different guys. One of them managed to get me to try a drink. I was reluctant to try, but he kept bugging me about it, until I finally did. Pretty soon one of the other guys got me to try a drink as well. It wasn't long before I was drinking whatever they put in front of me. My friend was just smiling the whole time, watching as I was getting sluttier and sluttier.

At this point, I had to get up and go to the bathroom. I was having a hard time walking, so one of the guys offered to help make sure I could get there. Once there, he moved inside with me. As I sat in the stall peeing, he stood in front of me and pulled his cock out, grabbing me by the hair and pulling me down on him. Of course, I didn't try to stop him. He was pushing deep into my throat and I was gagging a bit. Once I was done peeing, he pulled me up and switched places with me, sitting on the toilet and making me straddle him. He quickly slipped on a condom and pulled me down on his cock. We fucked for a couple of minutes like that, but then I pulled up off him, slid his condom off and slid back down on him. It didn't take him long to cum after that.

We went back out, and I tried to dance a couple times, but I was getting very wasted and horny as fuck. We were sitting down again. I was in between two of the guys I was dancing with, touching and kissing both of them. They very easily convinced me to go outside with them.We headed out the door, and back into a little alley behind the bar. They had made an agreement between them already, that one would watch for anyone while the other fucked me, then they would switch. So, the first one took me back, forcing me to my knees and making me suck his cock. After a bit, he pulled me up, turned me to face that wall, slightly bending me over. He pulled my dress up around my waist and pulled my panties to the side and started fucking me deep and hard. As he started to get close, I started begging him to cum inside me.

Once he was done, the other guy came over. He pulled me up on to something (I'm not really sure what) and spread my legs. As he pushed into me, he pulled the top of my dress down as well, exposing my tits. As he was fucking me, I looked over and saw some people walking by the alley. When a couple of them looked back, I smiled, raised my fingers to my mouth, and seductively (though probably very drunkenly) started sucking on my fingers as I watched them watch me. They started heading back towards us, just as the guy fucking me started to cum.

These two guys had me on my hands and knees, spit-roasting me. At some point, I must have passed out from the booze and the orgasms (which used to happen to me a lot when I was younger) and woke up to a totally different guy as he was cumming in my pussy. By this time my friend came back out. He cleaned me up and took me home, where he fucked me deep and hard, telling me what a dirty slut I was, pulling my hair back and slapping my ass, until he too filled me with cum. I slept almost the whole next day.

I can't believe I let this happen to myself again. I can't believe I allowed myself to start drinking again. And now I want nothing more than to do the whole thing over again, and again...