Ken was very concerned how I was feeling after 14 guys had their way with me in Las Vegas a week ago. It the first time in my sheltered life, from just having a few sexual encounters to enjoying my first gang bang. So, we talked back and forth for over an hour about that fun event. I told him how very sore I was and now worried that I might have caught something. He suggested going to get checked for STD's, because some guys didn't use condoms. Fortunately, I had a doctor's appointment already scheduled for my annual checkup. I also told him that I was still embarrassed for being such a horny slut. And now I'm ashamed of what I allowed to happen. That when he said, "Kathryn, this is all part of your sexual growth and to embrace it. You should be very happy about the event because you had so much fun. This is just a first step into enjoying your sexuality and losing your inhibitions. So accept the fact that you had fun!" I was a little shocked by his comments and answered, "But Ken, I'm still having second thoughts about it. What if my work or my family find out? What if all those photos get put up on the internet? I'm so worried that someone will see how naughty I've been."
He quickly replied, "Now Kathryn! Stop worry about what could happen, but get out there and have some more fun. If you stop now, you'll regret it." Laughing he continued, "What you need is to get right back up in the saddle. Go to a bar, pick up some guy, and let him fuck you right there. Dress sexy, flirt and have fun making guys horny. You have the power to enjoy the sex, but you have to decide on what you really want. Do you want to just think about sex or do you want to accept the fact that you are a sexually active woman. The choice is yours." I knew he was right. I was being my usual overly cautious self. I just had all of those nice guys fuck me and now I was becoming timid. I don't know how many girls would have done what I did, so I decided to take his advice and stop worrying about things that may happen. I told him I would stop being fretful and take his advice. He laughed and told me to keep him informed of all of my conquest. I answered, "Ken you will definitely be a part of my education and I am counting on you for continual guidance." "Okay Kathryn, I want to hear about or read every little detail. You can call me anytime," as he chuckled and hung up. Afterward, I realized how naïve concerning sex I really am. Going to a bar to pick up guys, has never been my forte. I've always been scared of meeting a bad person, so I rarely went. But now I had to conquer my fears. I thought Friday night would be a good time to start. So Tuesday morning I had my checkup. My doctor saw that my vulva was bruised and tender, but said my pain was from having a vaginal infection. So he gave me a prescription for antibiotics and told me to abstain from sex for a few weeks. So now I had to put my new found pursuit on hold for a while. Also, when the STD test came back negative, at least that was good news. So I texted Ken and told him I had to wait a few weeks before I could become sexually activity again. He was concerned for me and when I got home from work, there were a dozen pink roses waiting for me. The card simply said, "To the loveliest woman I know. Stay positive and horny. Get well soon because there are a lot of fun adventures waiting for you." I immediately texted him and told what a nice surprise the flowers were. He replied that I was special and the flowers hoped would brighten my day. They did make me happy and having a nice guy telling me everything is going to be fun was perfect. The next day, he sent me photos from my gang bang to remind me of how much fun I had. At first I was a shocked by the photos, but as I looked at them, I remembered how I felt making all of those guys happy. I started to touch myself remembering all of the fantastic orgasms I experienced. So my slutty side appeared again making me wonder how much self-indulgence I was going to enjoy. I guess in three weeks I would find out.