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He was from Sweden. So when I said I wanted to get high and…

He was from Sweden. So when I said I wanted to get high and fuck, he might have misunderstood me. Being the slut I am, I went with it. 

Stupid little slut. Open up. Take this cock down your slutty…

Stupid little slut. Open up. Take this cock down your slutty throat. These are the moments for which you were made. Don’t lie to yourself. This is who you really are. The rest of your life is the illusion. This is the truth. This is who you are. You’re a fucked up little slut. Take my cock down your throat. Accept it. You exist to swallow this cum. 

“I’ve got a place for us to fuck,” Michael told me on the phone….

“I’ve got a place for us to fuck,” Michael told me on the phone. I was overjoyed to hear it. We’d been sneaking around for a while now, and it seemed like we were always fucking in cars and other inopportune places. “Meet me here,” he texted and it was followed by an address. 

“Got it. On my way!” I texted back and I headed there, my pussy pulsing in anticipation. I couldn’t wait to get Michael’s young, hard cock inside of me. He was only 18-years-old and he was a soccer player. His abs were hard and his cock was thick. I love fucking him! I pulled up to the address and I got out of my car and texted him. 

He met me outside with a smile and a hug. 

“How’s my favorite MILF?” he asked, hugging me. “We should go inside, where no one can see us,” he warned me and I smiled and followed him into what can only be described as a bunker. There were steps that led down into a room that looked like it had once been stocked as a bomb shelter. 

“This place is creepy,” I said. 

“I brought in a mattress,” he said, pointing to the floor. It was kind of a weird place to fuck, but I’d been wanting to fuck Michael on an actual mattress since we’d first started fucking a few months prior. “Get naked!” he said with excitement. He was so young and full of joy. I loved that about him, and as I watched him disrobe I couldn’t help but feel my pussy come to life with excitement. His hard abs and muscular thighs made me weak in the knees. He was thin and wiry just the way I like my men and his cock was already standing at attention. It was thicker than my wrist, and I liked that. I couldn’t wait to get him inside of me. 

He pulled me to him for a kiss while he sat in an old, chair. I fingered myself, getting my pussy ready for him. I felt an strong urge to suck him, to taste him and so I grabbed his cock and bent down to suck on him. He tasted like his own musky, masculine scent. 

“Oh, Michael!” I moaned as I took his cock nice and deep down my throat. His cock was so perfect and I used it to get my pussy nice and wet, taking it as far down my throat as I possibly could before I choked on it. 

“I need to fuck you. Now,” Michael said suddenly and he moved me to the mattress and pushed me back onto it. He climbed on top of me and pushed his thickness into me. 

“Fuck. Michael!” I cried out as his cock entered me. It filled me, stretching my pussy out in ways that most cocks didn’t. I knew Michael was young, and I shouldn’t have felt this way about him, but I couldn’t help but feel a pang of something resembling love fill me as his cock pumped inside of me. I wondered if he could feel it too, or if he was too young to feel the way that I did. I was probably just a MILF to him, just a conquest. I tried to swallow my feelings and push them back down, but as he took me through several sexual positions I couldn’t help but feel more and more with every orgasm. 

I could feel my love for him swell and grow as I rode his cock, and it got ever more intense as Michael bent me over and fucked me in doggy-style, my favorite position of all! I came so hard for him, screaming his name as his cock smashed into me from behind, juicing my cunt for all it was worth. 

“I want to cum on your tits!” he said with excitement, and he pulled out of me and I assumed the position. I laid back and he climbed on top of me and took aim. Michael’s young face was smiling and full of anticipation, and it only made me feel more things for him as he dumped his cum all over my tits. Every squirt of his cum brought a smile to my face and I loved being his cum dumpster so much! 

“YEAH!” he moaned as he came like a fucking sprinkler, dousing my body with his jizz. 

“Yeah!” I said with a smile. “Cum all over me, Michael!” We shared an intimate smile then, our eyes locking together. I wondered if he could fee it too, or if he was just a stupid little boy, too young to notice that this MILF was falling for him. 

I knew that he was using me by the way he treated me. I knew it,…

I knew that he was using me by the way he treated me. I knew it, but I couldn’t stop myself from crawling back to him every time. He was older, and so fucking hot. I had it bad for him from the beginning. He knew it, too. He used it to his advantage until he had me coming over to his house a few times a week to drain his cock. 

“I need my cock drained,” he would text. 

“I can come over now if you like,” I answered back. It wasn’t like I was ever doing anything important anyway. I always dropped whatever it was I was doing to come over to your house and service your dick. 

It made me feel special to be summoned by him, and I always shook with nervousness as I drove to his house. By the time I reached his front door my body would be abolutely shaking with anticipation and excitement. Nothing made me more excited than being used by him, by allowing him to fuck my body. 

“Come in,” he said, and I followed him to his room where he pulled his shorts and boxers off and showed me his hard cock. I peeled my dress off and climbed onto the bed, taking that perfect cock in my mouth. 

“You always come when I call,” he said as he stroked my hair. His cock was down my throat and I gave him the best blowjob I’d ever given. “Like a little bitch,” he added and I stopped sucking for a moment. Had he just called me a bitch. 

“You’re my little bitch. You come when I call and suck my cock for me, don’t you, you little slut?” he asked me and I paused, not sure if I liked where this was going, but I could feel how hard his cock was and I didn’t want to ruin his fun time and so I nodded. 

“Good, little bitch!” he said, grabbing the back of my head and forcing it further down onto his cock. I don’t know why that small act of dominance made me cum, but I wasn’t even touching my pussy when I felt my clit begin to spasm. 

“How about I fuck my little bitch this time?” he asked me and I was excited. So far, all I’d given him were blow jobs, after which he had promptly kicked me out. This time I was going to get to fuck him! I nodded again, his cock still down my throat. He pulled out of my mouth and repositioned me into doggy style. 

He pushed his cock into my pussy from behind, grabbing me by the hair and fucking me nice and deep. 

“You like this?” he asked me. 

“Yes,” I said, hoping he wouldn’t stop. Having his cock inside of me was an honor, a treat and I felt like I didn’t deserve it at all. I felt like I was lucky to be getting anything from him at all. I let him use my body, fucking me as hard as he wanted to. 

He wasn’t talking to me at all anymore, but I could feel his heavy breathing on my neck and his cock working my pussy open. It felt so good that I couldn’t help but scream for him. My pussy had never cum on a cock before. Penetration usually did nothing for me, but this time I was feeling something I’d never felt before, something deep inside of me. 

“Oh my God!” I screamed and something inside of me exploded. There was wetness, suddenly, gushing down my legs, soaking the bed. I screamed with the pure pleasure as it ripped through me. I couldn’t believe it! I had cum for the first time on a cock. 

“Hold still, bitch. I need to dump a load in you,” he said, sadistically. I held still for him and I listened to his grunts of ecstasy. He pulled his cock from me and I collapsed on the bed, weak from the orgasm I’d had. 

“That was the first time I’ve ever cum from penetration!” I said. 

“Jesus Christ! You soaked my bed! I didn’t know you were a squirter!” he exclaimed. 

“Neither did I! I’ve never done that before!” 

“You haven’t? Damn. You naughty, little bitch. You like being called a bitch, don’t you?” he asked, with a naughty smile. 

“Yeah, I guess I do. But only when you call me one,” I added. 

“Well, I promise to call you a bitch from now on. I hate to kick you out, but I have another slut coming over in a few minutes, so unless you’re down for a threesome, you better go,” he told me. I hadn’t realized he fucked other girls and I suddenly felt terrible. 

“Another bitch?” I asked, my face falling. 

“What? You didn’t think this was serious did you?” 

“No?” I answered, but even I didn’t believe myself. I was so sprung on him, and he was such a fucking player. Still, I didn’t want to stop fucking him, especially now that he had made my pussy pop. So I smiled at him and did my best to sound cheerful. 

“I can stay for a threesome,” I volunteered. 

“You’re full of surprises, you little bitch,” he said and he patted my head playfully. “You may stay then.” I didn’t know what I had gotten myself into, but I was along for the ride. After all, he needed his cock drained and I was his little cock draining bitch. 

Jail ‘bate.

Jail ‘bate.

There was no moment hotter than this, the one where I shared the…

There was no moment hotter than this, the one where I shared the cum of the man I love with the woman I love. I’d been working for years to make this happen, secretly grooming them both while trying to hide my true intentions. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve rubbed my pussy thinking about this moment and how awesome it would be, cumming as I imagined the way our mouths would meet over his cock, the way my mouth would wander down to her pussy, the way I would make him fuck her while I licked her clit. 

And now it was happening. Shyanne and I were making out with my boyfriend’s cock, our kisses coated in his cum. She was into it, kissing me deeply and with a passion that far surpassed anything I’d ever dreamed of in my mind. She was hotter somehow, more aggressive in real life and I liked this edit. 

“I’m going to cum!” my boyfriend had announced and as our mouths worked on his cock, sucking and licking him I could feel her passion. I could feel her lust and her greed. His cum began to spurt from his cock and we were there with our tongues out to catch it. We were there, our mouths working together, closing in on his cum and tasting it until we had taken it all in our mouths. 

Then and only then, did Shyanne and I share the hottest, cum-filled kiss. The taste of her mouth against the backdrop of the taste of my man’s cum was just too much. I reached my fingers down to my pussy and started to rub. My clit was so swollen and ready that it didn’t take much to make myself cum as I swapped spit and cum with my best friend, and my boyfriend looked on. 

“Damn, ladies. This is the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me!” he told us. And I could have agreed with him. This was the hottest thing that had ever happened to me too. I was loving it, and I was fully immersed in the moment. 

Shyanne and I couldn’t stop kissing and before I knew it she was pushing my head down to her pussy and I was licking it. My man placed his cock in Shyanne’s face and she started sucking. It wasn’t over! Things were progressing nicely! My plan was not only becoming a reality, but the reality now far surpassed anything I’d ever dreamed of. I was in heaven, and I buried my face in Shyanne’s pussy and listened to the sounds of her gagging on my boyfriends cock. It was like music to my ears, playing a tune I’d always longed to hear. 

He tells me I’m his kitten, his little girl. He shoves his cock…

He tells me I’m his kitten, his little girl. He shoves his cock down my throat. He uses me, and I enjoy all of his attention, even when it hurts. He squeezes my nipples and sometimes he even twists, shoving his cock deeper and deeper down my throat. 

I take it for him, wanting so much to be the good girl that he craves, the girl who can take the brunt force of his cock in any hole with ease. I want to be that girl for him. I want to be the girl that gives him all the pleasure that he needs and more! I want him to crave me, to need me the way I need him. 

I need his love so desperately, so desperately that I will do anything for him. I will let him use my mouth to dump his cum in. I will let him grab onto my pigtails and use them as handlebars as he skull fucks me, as he hammers me deep. It feels so good to be used, to be of service to him. 

I feel the urge to tell him how much I love him, but I can’t actually do it because my mouth is stuffed full of his cock. His balls are slapping my chin and I’m soaking wet with lust. I can feel my pussy dripping and I want to somehow show him with my body how much I love him, and something inside of me surges for him. 

Suddenly, I’m taking his cock deeper down my throat than I have ever taken it! It’s like I have super powers because of the love that’s inside of me. It allows me to completely swallow his cock in a way I’ve never been able to do before. I can suck his whole cock down without choking, and it’s my love that has made this all possible. I hope he can feel it as I suck the cum from him, I hope he feels this love I have inside of me. 

I’m daddy’s little cock sucker. I’m addicted to sucking his…

I’m daddy’s little cock sucker. I’m addicted to sucking his dick, ever since the first moment I wrapped my mouth around it, I never wanted to stop. Anytime, anyplace, anywhere; I’m ready to suck him off. All he has to do is say the word. 

“Blow job!” he commands. I drop to my knees and I take him in my mouth. I soak his cock with my spit, showing him how much I love him with every lick, with every suck. He is my world and I have immersed myself in him completely. His cock is my life, my truth and my purpose. His cock is my reason for living and I would die to love it. I love him and his cock so much, especially when I’m sucking on it. 

I love taking it all the way, as deep as I can down my throat. At first I used to choke on it, but now I can take the whole thing and so I do it all the time. I know that daddy has grown to depend on my mouth sucking all his loads down my throat all day. I know he needs me now, and I like it that way. I want him to always need my mouth wrapped around his cock, because I need him too. I ache for him, to have his cock all the way down my throat. 

I feel so connected to him, and so in love. The harder he fucks my face, the better. It makes my pussy so fucking wet, but what I love about serving daddy with my mouth is that it isn’t about me. It’s all about him, and he is the one that really matters. He is the most important person and I just want to serve him. I know how to serve him best. I know he loves me best when my mouth is wrapped around his cock and he can feel how much I love him. I keep my eyes on his until I knew he’s about to cum. Then I close my eyes and I work my magic with my mouth until I’ve swallowed every last drop of daddy’s cum like a good girl. 

slut-problems:Ever since I started having sex I’ve been addicted…

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Ever since I started having sex I’ve been addicted to sucking cock. When guys ask me what I’d do to them I tell them exactly how I would devour their cock with my mouth, how I would suck on the tip to get it excited and ready while I handle his balls with my spare hand. I tell them how I would deep throat their big, fat dick and take it all the way. I don’t have a gag reflex anymore. That’s the beauty of being addicted to sucking cock. I’ve had so much practice sucking all the biggest dicks that I can take every last inch of every cock I cum across. But now I need to suck cock to get wet enough to fuck. It’s something I need and crave, almost as much as the air I breathe. I don’t consider it degrading or demeaning, but if it is, then that’s even better. Nothing beats a man treating me like I’m nothing but a stupid, little cock whore made to suck his dick. 

I don’t tell guys that I’m a slut until it’s far too late. I let…

I don’t tell guys that I’m a slut until it’s far too late. I let them think I’m just a regular girl, with regular feelings. I let them underestimate me. I try my best to act like a normal woman, trying not to tip my hand. I keep my poker face, fixed into a look of innocence that can rarely be seen on my features. I take my time letting them get me into bed, having the boring conversations that lead up to them getting the courage to invite me over to hang out. That’s why when Oscar called, I pretended to be hesitant. 

“I don’t know. We’re just going to hang out, right?” I asked.

“Of course,” he said. “We can watch a movie.” 

“Okayyy,” I said slowly, wanting him to know that I was still uncertain, even though I wasn’t. I just knew how to work men over. I’d had my fill of them. I was a slut, after all. I knew how to play the stupid games that men liked to play. I knew how to win at them, to get what I wanted. It was easy, because we both wanted the same thing. I just understood that men like to work for sex. They didn’t appreciate it as much if they got it too easily. 

So I gave Oscar what he wanted. I told him I was coming over. I made sure to be a little late, just to keep him sweating. When I arrived at his house he was waiting for me in his driveway to make sure I found the place okay. He looked so eager, so ready and I knew it was almost time. I was finally going to get my cock. My pussy was as wet as it gets as I followed him inside of his house. 

“I can’t believe you’re finally here,” he said as he moved to me and kissed me. I let him kiss me for a bit and peel my clothing off of me. 

“This is moving so fast,” I said, and I had to hold back a laugh. It wasn’t moving fast enough, but I was working him over and this was just part of the plan. 

“We can take it slow,” he said and I could feel his cock throbbing against my leg as he kissed me. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock. “Can you just touch my cock? Please,” he begged. 

“Okay,” I said, and as soon as my hand wrapped around it, I knew I couldn’t pretend anymore. His cock was thick and it felt good in my hand. I leaned down and began to suck his cock. I couldn’t hold back my sluttiness as I sucked him. 

“Oh my God, you’re so good at that!” he marveled. He still didn’t get it. I deep throated the shit out of his dick and listened to his sounds of pleasure. I finally had my man. I had his cock in my mouth and I was going to fuck him. I climbed up on top of his cock and I guided it into my pussy with my hand. I looked down at him and he smiled at me encouragingly, as if I needed encouragement. 

“You ready to be mind-blown?” I asked him. 

“Sure,” he said, but he had no idea what I was about to do to him. I embraced my inner slut as I began to move my hips, fucking his cock. I went slowly at first as I found my rhythm. I started to cum, and my pussy spasmed hard on his cock as I screamed for him. I didn’t stop fucking him, though. I kept right on using him. 

“Oh my God!” he moaned and I looked down at him, trying so hard not to cum too fast. I sped my hips up and I fucked him the way only a slut can. My years of sexual experience were evident as my pussy worked his cock with an expertise few women possess. I watched his face as I rocked his body with my slutty ways. I came again.

“How am I doing?” I asked him. 

“Wow! You’re a natural!” he said between gasping for breaths. 

“Thanks!” I said and that’s when I threw my head back and went “full slut” all over his cock. I could feel his cock throbbing as I moved my hips faster and faster. I knew he couldn’t last long now, not with me working my pussy over his cock the way I was. I was bouncing on him hard and fast. I was using him for his dick, just as much as he was using me for my pussy! 

“HOLY FUCKING SHIT!” he screamed as my pussy milked every last drop of his huge load inside of me. I smiled to myself. I had him right where I wanted him. I waited for him to regain his composure before I got up off of his cock. The sound of his cum spurting out of my pussy was embarrassing and I blushed. 

“How was that?” I asked him. 

“Who the fuck are you?” he asked me, shaking his head back and forth. “I wasn’t expecting THAT.” 

“What do you mean?” I asked, pretending to be insecure. “Did I do a bad job?” 

“No, honey! You did great. Much better than expected.” 

“I did!? I’m so relieved! I don’t have much experience,” I lied. 

“That’s hard to believe,” he told me. “But it was amazing, thank you.” 

“Oh crap,” I said, grabbing my phone. “I wish I could stay but my mother wants help with something.” 

“You have to go?” he asked. 

“Yeah, but maybe we can try this again sometime. You can teach me about doggy style or something.” 

“You’ve never done doggy style?” he asked. 

“I have, but I don’t think I was doing it right,” I told him. Keeping a straight face was difficult, but I managed it. 

“I’d be happy to teach you,” he said as I pulled my clothes back on. He walked me out to my car and gave me a tender kiss. 

“I’m really glad I met you,” he told me. 

“Me too.” I said and I got in my car and drove away, leaving him in his driveway waving sadly after me. I had done a perfect mind fuck on him. Now he would be my cock to use whenever I wanted, just like all the others. 

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