How does a guy know how to fuck me? Well, let me show you. It…

How does a guy know how to fuck me? Well, let me show you. It all starts with being a slut. I never wear panties, and that means I’m always ready to go. Anytime, anyplace. Anywhere I wish! I go out to parties with a positive attitude. I try to find the guy in the room that can fuck me the hardest. 

When I find my target I make sure that I bend over nice and deep. I want him to see my pussy. I want him to want it. Sometimes, if I can manage it, I even flash him, lifting my skirt up and bending over for him. I know exactly what I’m doing as I whip my head back over my shoulder and give him a sexy, sultry stare. 

Not too many men can resist my charms. It’s not long before they take me somewhere where we can be alone. I do a slut crawl across the floor, away from the door. 

“What are you doing?” one guy asked me once. 

“It’s a fucking slut crawl,” I said, my voice still sexy, in character. That’s when I pulled my dress up and bared my pussy. I was on all fours as I stuck my pussy out toward his face so he could get a nice, clear view of it. 

“That’s mighty nice,” he said and I giggled. Of course it was nice. 

“Do you want to fuck it?” I asked, knowing he would say yes. 

“Oh yeah I do!” he said and I waited patiently as he pulled his cock from his pants. “You really want me to fuck you?” 

“YES!” I said, exasperated. Why wasn’t his cock in me already? It was frustrating! 

“Okay, okay,” he said and he pulled me from the floor to a bed, which annoyed my slightly. I bent over in doggy style, waiting as he fumbled around and then I felt his cock. It was pretty fucking hard and I was hopeful that this one would make me cum the way I’d been dreaming of. Sometimes they were good and sometimes they were bad. I couldn’t always tell which guys would be which beforehand. 

“That’s nice,” I said as he moved his cock slowly in and out of me. “You need to fuck me harder, though!” I said a little too forcefully. 

“Okay!” he said and to his credit he picked up the pace and while it was harder and faster than before, I still needed more. 

“HARDER!” I screamed. 

“OKAY!” he screamed now he was really fucking me hard and I could hear the sounds of his body thumping against mine, the sound of the bed shaking against the wall and the sounds of my own screams, which I hadn’t remembered initiating. I was cumming now! I was really cumming! I screamed as he pounded me from behind and I let go of everything. 

I knew that this was the moment I had been searching for, that this moment was worth all the men I’d fucked trying to find one that could really fuck me hard enough. This guy had done it! I couldn’t even remember his name, and suddenly I wanted to know it. I wanted to fuck this cock every day! My orgasm came to a close and I marveled at how it had felt simultaneously like I had been completely immersed in my own pleasure, but also capable of complex thoughts. It was a type of orgasm that seemed to transcend time and space. 

I laid there, listless and drooling. I don’t know how much time had passed and I realized that I might have blacked out. Had the orgasm he’d given me actually knocked me out? It didn’t seem possible, but he smiled down at me and so I smiled back. 

“Someone had quite the orgasm,” he said, the pride in his voice obvious. “I don’t think I’ve ever made someone cum so hard they passed out before!” He looked so pleased with himself it almost made me hate him. Until I remembered something. Suddenly, it all came flooding back; the fucking, the orgasm, my desire to possess his cock completely. I shook my head in disbelief. I had found him! It was like finding a unicorn or a leprechaun. I had found my sexual spirit animal. He had made me cum like no other man ever had and I needed him again. 

“Give me your dick,” I said to him. “I want to suck it.” 

“Oh, so you want some of this sweet dick?” he asked, laughing a bit, knowing I was cock whipped already. 

“Yes, please!” I begged him. 

“I don’t know. Last time you passed out…” he said, taunting me. 

“Please. I need your cock!” I begged and by then he couldn’t resist shoving his cock in my mouth. It was a good thing I was irresistible to him, because he was irresistible to me too. I sucked his cock greedily, so happy to finally be getting what I wanted. His hands gripped my head and he fucked my face just as hard as he had fucked my pussy. I choked and almost blacked out from lack of oxygen, but it was worth it. After the blow job he went back to my pussy and fucked the living shit out of me. This fuck was even harder than the first, and as he saw how much I liked it and how had it made me cum, he fucked me even harder.  

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