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slut-problems: I’d watched them working on the…

slut-problems:

I’d watched them working on the house all week, and honestly they were all fucking hot with their jeans, work boots and tool belts. I wanted to fuck all of them, but I would have settled for just one of them. The hottest one was named Mike and he was the head contractor. He was always asking me to walk around the site and approve of things, but I was mainly just approving of his fine ass as I followed him around, nodding my head in agreement with whatever he said. 

I masturbated a lot that week, excusing myself to my bedroom and whipping out my vibrator. I didn’t hold back the screams as I came while I thought about fucking every single one of those construction workers. I walked out of my room after a particularly intense masturbation session to see Mike standing right outside of my door. Next to him was Mitch, his right-hand man. 

“I’m so sorry, Miss Webb. We were looking for you and we were just about to knock.” I smiled coyly. 

“So I’m guessing you probably heard all of that?” I might have been screaming, “Oh Mike, fuck me! Fuck me!” and I blushed as I thought about all of the other things I’d said. I had been busted! 

“Yes, but we are absolute professionals. We will never speak another word about it,” he assured me. 

“What if I want you to speak a word about it?” I taunted him. “And maybe you too,” I said to Mitch. 

“We are here to do a construction job, Miss Webb. That’s what we are doing. We aren’t trying to interfere with your, um, personal business…” he trailed off, unable to put what he was saying into words. 

“Come in here,” I ordered them. “I was thinking of putting a new room addition in here as well,” I lied. “What do you guys think about here? Oh, close the door Mitch! I don’t like the air to escape from my room.” I was stalling now, trying to find a way to get both of their cocks. 

“A room addition here?” Mike said, puzzled. 

“Yeah, you don’t think it would work?” I asked. “How about a blow job instead then?” I asked him. 

“Miss Webb! That’s highly inappropriate!” Mike said. Thats when I let my little sundress drop to the ground, baring my naked body to him. 

“Are you sure?” I asked him, raising my eyebrow at him. “Mitch?” I gave Mitch my best slut smile. Mitch began to unbuckle his pants and next thing I knew Mike was getting his cock out as well. I began to suck first Mike, then Mitch, then back to Mike, then Mitch. I was in construction worker heaven! I sucked both of their cocks until they were painting my face with their cum. I had never felt more slutty and I was having the best time. 

The rest of the week was more of the same, except from that point on they all just took turns coming into my room and letting me suck their cocks for them and I even fucked some of them that were interested. Still, Mike remained my favorite. He used me the most of all. He came early in the morning to dump a load in one of my holes and he stayed late each night so he could finish each evening by dumping another load in me. 

They gave me a lot of discounts on their work, but to be honest, I just kept adding more and more work to the job. In total they were working on my house for almost nine months. I guess most customers were probably happy when Mike and his crew finished a job for them. Not me, though. I was devastated that I was losing my fuck crew. I actually considered buying a new house just so I could have them do some more work for me. I was that desperate to continue being their little cum slut. 

“Tell us!” my friends asked as they gathered a…

“Tell us!” my friends asked as they gathered around me. 

“Okay, so we play this game. It’s called Cum Target and I hold my tits out, open my mouth and close my eyes and he tries to shoot his cum all over me.” 

“That is so demeaning!” one of my friends says. 

“That is so gross!” says another. 

“It’s not demeaning. It’s fun, and besides he lets me scoop all the cum off and eat it afterwards,” I explained. 

“That is SO gross,” my friend says. That’s when I realized that all of my friends are a bunch of babies. They don’t know anything about sex.

I knew I shouldn’t have signed up for this, bu…

I knew I shouldn’t have signed up for this, but I couldn’t help myself. I had always fantasized about being put on display for men to fuck. I’d been to this sex club plenty of times and I’d seen the women put on display, their legs spread and their pussies open for fucking. Anyone could just walk right up to their pussies and lick or touch them. They could even fuck them. They’d signed a waiver, just like the one I had signed before they strapped me onto the little red mattress and stuck my pussy through the hole in the wall. 

They chained and strapped my legs open so they hung to either side of my open cunt. I was the only girl so far for the night. There were three spots, and on some nights that I’d been here all three spots had been filled with pussies. But tonight, it was just me and my pussy was dripping in anticipation of what was to cum. I had no way of knowing who was touching or fucking my pussy, or even my ass. I was a bit bored as I waited for some action. Just when I thought that I was about to lose my mind with the waiting, I felt someone touch my leg. 

“Look, honey! It’s a girl! Well, it’s her pussy. Look at how hot it is!” I was glad that a woman had found me first. Her fingers went into my pussy and she began to lick my clit, tentatively at first and then with increasing intensity as she heard my moans from the other side of the wall. “She likes it!” the woman told the man. 

“Should I fuck it?” he asked her, as if I weren’t even a person. I could feel my pussy dripping at the thought of being just a hole, not a real person to them. That was why I had let them strap me down like this, so I could be truly used. And it was happening. I could feel the warmth of his cock as he pressed it into me. I also felt the woman’s tongue on my clit and I came pretty hard, allowing myself to writhe around and scream. My body fought against it’s restraints as I screamed and came for them both. 

“I probably shouldn’t cum in her pussy,” the man said. 

“She can’t stop you,” the woman said and that’s when I heard him grunt and moan. I knew he was cumming and I could feel the warmth of his load as he emptied his cock into me. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I had been used by two people at once. I had been cum in against my will. It was so fucking hot. 

“Thanks!” the woman called to me, and she gave me two appreciative pats on one of my legs and I heard them leave. I didn’t have to wait long for more action. There were lots of cocks that stopped to fuck me, many of them fucking me without condoms and cumming directly into me. 

“I hope you like this, you slut!” one man said as he pumped his cock into me and let him cum loose inside of me. “Good cum dumpster,” he praised me before he left. 

“Oooh, a cream pie!” one man exclaimed when he saw my pussy. I could feel his tongue up inside of my hole as he licked all the cum clean. I shuddered a bit as I thought of how many loads he was licking up, but I suppose it probably turned him on or he wouldn’t be doing it. 

By the time my shift was over, the staff came to unlock me from my restraints. I was happy to be in a different position for a few minutes. 

“The girl for the next shift cancelled,” the staff guy told me. “You want to stay for another shift, or are you done?” I thought about this. My body was a bit sore from being in the same position for the past two hours, but I kind of wanted to do it again. 

“Let me just go pee and I’d be happy to do another shift. I went to the bathroom and looked at my pussy. It was so full of cum and looked so used and stretched out. It turned me on so much that I had to rub my clit right there in the restroom until I came. By the time I made it back to my post I was ready for more, and as the staff strapped me up and got me ready I knew there was a line forming. The club was going off now, and my pussy was ready to be used. I sent up a prayer to God to give me the strength to endure all of the orgasms I was about to have. It was about to be the wildest night of my life. 

slut-problems: I grew up hating men for being …

slut-problems:

I grew up hating men for being misogynists. Thats why I chose to fuck women over men. I told myself that I was a lesbian because I hated them that much and I didn’t want their cocks and their horrible, sadistic minds anywhere near me. I did it to protect myself and I encouraged lots of other women to do the same. I made sure that I was always surrounded by women, that I always ate pussy, but deep down I knew I was living a lie. Deep down, I longed for cocks and lots of them. 

I hadn’t told anyone about my secret, that I secretly wanted to be gang fucked by a bunch of men. I imagined their cocks all using me at the same time, treating me like shit as they used my pussy, ass and mouth to get off in. I don’t know why I was craving it so much, but I was and I needed a way to solve my problem. 

The solution came to me one night after I had dropped my girlfriend safely off at her house. I was driving around when I saw a handmade sign taped to a stop sign. It said, “Sex Party” and it had an arrow pointing to the left. I turned left, not sure what I would find. I found another sign and then another and I followed them until I reached the house. I could tell that there was a party going on there,  as laser lights were shooting out from the back yard and there were cars parked heavily all over the street, some of them not even legally. I found a parking spot and I took a deep breath before I went to the door and knocked. 

“Who are you?” The guy at the door said. 

“I’m just a girl looking for some fun,” I said and he looked me over. 

“Come in, then,” he said as he opened the door wider for my entrance. 

“Thanks,” I said and I walked through the party to find that there weren’t too many women here. It was mostly a sausage fest and the girls that were there didn’t look like they were doing anything sexual. For a sex party, it was pretty tame. I was a bit disappointed until I saw the group of guys in the spa. They looked like fun and so I walked over to them and I chatted them up. 

“I’m a lesbian,” I told them.

“Why the fuck would a lesbian come to a sex party like this?” one of the guys asked. 

“I don’t know. I guess I was curious about what straight people do. I’ve never actually had sex with a man, but sometimes I wonder what it would be like.” 

“I think you should have sex with six guys,” one of the guys said as he literally took his finger and counted the six men that were in the spa.

“You wish,” I said, laughing. Fucking six guys had never occurred to me, but I couldn’t deny that my pussy was having some ideas. I could feel myself getting wet and I could feel the wetness soaking through my leggings. I wondered if they could see that. 

“I think it’s time for us to get out, don’t you agree?” one of the guys said and they all got out of the spa and I could see their manly bodies. How had I never noticed how sexy men could be? They were all very toned, like they all worked out. I must have been gawking because one of the guys gave me a sensual look. 

“You like what you see, lesbian? You want to try this cock? Huh?” I took a step back from him but when he turned and I saw that he had his hard cock out I kind of freaked out. 

“Oh my God!” I exclaimed, mostly in shock at seeing an actual penis for the first time in real life. I had never actually had one this close to me and I reached out with two fingers and touched it, as if touching it harder might break it. 

“Wow, you haven’t ever touched a cock before, have you lesbian?” he asked me. 

“No.” 

“Here, give me your hand,” he said and he guided my hand onto his cock and he showed me how to stroke it. Normally I would have run away, screaming, but tonight was different. Tonight I was going to try this. I stroked his cock for him and he smiled with approval. 

“Now try sucking it,” he commanded me and he grabbed me gently by the head and pushed me down toward his cock. I looked at his cock and the tip looked like it had a little eye on it. It was staring at me expectantly and so I took a deep breath and told myself that I could do this. I could suck a cock. I could. I put it in my mouth and it was odd. It was fleshy, soft, and hard all at the same time. I tried my best to take it deep in my throat, but I found that it was more difficult than I had anticipated. 

I hadn’t noticed, but all of the guys that had been in the spa were surrounding me now. They were closing me in from all sides and they all had their cocks out. Before I knew it I was having a blow job gang bang. I was taking one cock in my mouth after another. They did their best to coach me and I noticed that the harder I sucked on their cocks, the faster they came. I got a lot of cum in my mouth, which was disgusting at first, but by the time I swallowed the fourth or fifth load I was used to the bitterness. 

“Let’s fuck her next,” one of the guys said. 

“Wait! I don’t want to get fucked! This blow job stuff is cool but I’m not sure if I want a cock up in my pussy!” I began to stand up, but one of the men pushed me down. 

“You didn’t come here to give some blow jobs, lesbian. You came here to take some cock and we’re going to help you out for your own good.” They collectively grabbed me and pulled me inside to the master bedroom of the house. Cocks were shoved into my pussy, ass and mouth, and I’d like to say that I fought as hard as I could, but I didn’t. I put up a bit of a fight, but it was more for show than anything. I wanted them to think that they were taking from me. I wanted to see the level of misogyny that they would bring to the table. I was pleasantly surprised to find that I was right about men all along. They are all misogynist pigs. The problem is, that I seemed to actually like this quality in men. 

They took turns raping me for the remainder of the night, and I came and came on their cocks. I came much more intensely than I had ever cum with another woman, which left me confused and afraid. Was I still a lesbian if I had liked getting gang raped by a bunch of sexist pigs? What was wrong with me, anyway? I didn’t know how I would tell my girlfriend about this, and so I decided I wouldn’t. The guys did tell me that their little sex party takes place once a month, on the first Saturday of the month and that I should come back anytime. I limped out of that party, barely able to walk to my car, barely able to sit on the drive home. They had brutalized me and I hated them for it. So why was I already planning to go back next month?

Ride my ass. Go ahead. I know I look like a sw…

Ride my ass. Go ahead. I know I look like a sweet and innocent girl, but I have a secret I keep hidden deep inside, almost as deep as I want your cock in my ass. That’s right, I said I want your cock in my ass. I want you to lift my skirt so you can see that I’m such a slut I don’t even bother to wear panties. They only get in the way, anyway. I don’t want anything between my ass and your cock. 

So go ahead, push it inside. Normally I’d say you should lube up first but sometimes I like the pain of a man going in raw and dry. I want to feel the burn as you rip into me, as you hurt me on the deepest level imaginable. I need the pain. I crave it. I know I’m a sick slut, but I know you won’t tell anyone because you’re just as sick as me. Sick recognizes sick, and we both have the same sickness. We are both perverts of the disgusting kind. You’re the kind that likes to hurt women, and I’m the kind that likes to be hurt by big, strong men. I like to be brutalized, tenderized and tortured. I like to bleed and cry. It’s the only way I can really cum. 

Please don’t tell anyone what you’ve seen here, that you know the truth about me. I don’t want anyone to know how I take your cock nice and deep, how I let you use me in ways I’d never let one of my stupid boyfriends use me. With my boyfriends I’m a “pussy only” kind of girl, the kind that they can trust and love. But here, in the shadows with you I’m something else. I’m a disgusting girl with her ass open, getting it pounded by a near stranger over his kitchen table. I grab the edge, bracing myself as I take your cock as deep as you can sink it into my tightest hole. I’m opened up in ways that make me feel the pain of who and what I am. I’m a sick, twisted little slut, the kind that every man secretly dreams of fucking, but also the kind that no man wants to admit they fucked. 

So go ahead ride me hard and dump your cum in me. I know what I’m for. I’m just an anal slut. I’m your fucking cum dump. 

slut-problems: He won’t even let me get ready….

slut-problems:

He won’t even let me get ready. He always interrupts to dump a load of cum on me. It’s a wonder I ever make it out of the house. 

It was no walk in the park, taking his cum lik…

It was no walk in the park, taking his cum like that in public where anyone could just walk by and see. He had lured me out into the park with the promise of a picnic and spending some time getting to know one another. It wasn’t our first date, but we hadn’t had sex yet. He was still on his best behavior the way that guys were before they’d slept with you. He spread the blanket he’d brought onto the grass and allowed me to set the picnic basket he’d prepared down. I opened it up as I knelt down and saw that there was a bottle of wine and some plastic cups, and what looked like a few containers of food. 

“Wine? How nice,” I said, and I pulled the bottle out and smiled. Pinot Noir? Hmmm. I wasn’t a wine person, but whatever it was it would probably get me drunk. He fished a bottle opener out of the basket and opened the wine for me, pouring it into a red cup for me. He poured one for himself. 

“A toast, to new friends!” he said, holding up his cup. I tapped my cup to his and smiled. 

“To new friends!” We drank as he pulled out the food. We nibbled a bit before he pulled me to him for a kiss. Before I knew it, his hand was up my skirt and he had two fingers in my pussy, The wine made my face feel hot, and as I kissed him I realized I was ready, He had seduced me. I wanted to fuck him. It really was too bad we were in the middle of a park. 

“Feel me,” he grabbed my hand and placed it on his crotch. I could feel his hardness through his shorts and I enjoyed the way it felt in my hand. I wanted him to do more to me and so I opened my legs to let him know that it was okay to do whatever he wanted. He stopped to pull his cock out and he placed my hand on it. 

“Wow, your cock is big,” I said simply, knowing that I’d never fucked a guy with a cock as big as his. I was excited, and I realized that I didn’t care that we were at a park. I didn’t care that we were in public. No one was out here. I could fuck him right here and no one would even see. I stroked his cock as he continued to work his fingers in and out of me. I could feel my own pussy juices dripping and they made a wet, squishing sound as he worked his fingers in me. “I want to fuck you. Please. Fuck me,” I begged him. I sounded desperate, but I didn’t care. 

“I thought you’d never ask,” he smiled as he lifted my skirt a bit and replaced his fingers with his thickness. His cock pushed deep and it felt so good inside of me that I let out a tentative moan. I looked around, worried that we were being watched, but we were alone in the park and there was not a soul in sight. He fucked me harder with every thrust and before I knew it I was screaming as I came for him. We were really going at it now, and I wasn’t sure if it was the right thing to do, but it sure felt good. I’d never fucked in such a public place, and doing so was making me cum so much harder than I’d ever cum. 

I had never known that I had it in me to be an exhibitionist, but I was finding out new things about myself! I was extremely happy that I had come on this picnic. I was cumming my ass off and I wasn’t bothering to be quiet. My screams were so loud that they filled the large park and I was certain if anyone walked by they would think that I was being raped or murdered. It sure sounded like it, but I was in a glorious euphoria. I was in the perfect rapture of a series of orgasms that trumped all the times I’d cum before this. 

“You’re a little slut, aren’t you?” he asked me, and I froze for a moment. He had asked if I was a slut. I wasn’t sure if I was one or not, to be honest. I didn’t do things like this every day, but right now I was feeling pretty slutty and so I said what he wanted to hear. 

“YES! I’M A SLUT! I’M A SLUT!” I screamed for him. 

“Good! Then take my cum, you slut!’ he screamed, and he stood up behind me and pulled me up so his cock was right over my face. “Look up at me. I want to see your eyes while I cum all over your slutty face!” 

I lifted my eyes up and found his. Our eyes locked as he stroked his cock fervently. He knew that I was a slut now. We were done pretending. Gone was the nice guy who had been respectful. In his place was a man who was about to dump a load of cum all over my slutty, little face. I opened my mouth and listened as he let out a slow moan. 

“Take my cum, slut!” he screamed as his cum began to release. He rested his cock on my forehead and his cum squirted out, flowing down my face in a waterfall of lust that coated my features. I felt like the biggest cum slut as he ruined my make-up with his orgasm. I shut my eyes to keep the cum from hitting them, and I could feel the eruption of his cum as it traveled down my face like hot lava from a volcano. 

“How do you feel?” he asked me, the last of his cum dripping from his cock. 

“I feel…like a slut.”

“You are a slut,” he told me. “I’ve gone on a lot of picnics. Most girls don’t let me fuck them and cum all over their faces. Only you. You’re a slut.” 

“Is that a good thing?” I asked, not really sure if it was. “I mean, I don’t do things like this all the time. In fact, this is the first time I’ve ever done something like this.” 

“That’s what all sluts say,” he said, but I could tell he was teasing. 

“I can’t believe no one saw us!” I confided, with excitement. “I’ve never done public sex like this. It was a rush!” I could feel the cum running into my eyes and I wiped at them. 

“Well, I hate to break this to you, but we have a bit of an audience.” He pointed off in the distance and I saw a couple of guys who had been playing baseball. I hadn’t seen them before. 

“Oh my God! You mean they were watching?” 

“Yeah.” The guys on the baseball diamond saw me looking their way and they began to clap, as if I had just done a performance. One of them did a fist pump in the air, too. 

“Well, looks like they enjoyed the show. Should we give them more?” I asked my picnic buddy. 

“Sure,” he said with a laugh. “You’re not doing a good job of pretending to not be a slut, though. I’m on to you.” 

“Maybe I am a slut,” I said with a shrug, and then I grabbed his cock, bent down and took it in my mouth. I made sure to face the direction of the baseball diamond. I wanted my audience to see every slutty second of what was about to happen. 

slut-problems: It was a dark night, the night…

slut-problems:

It was a dark night, the night before Halloween. I was in my costume for the costume party I had just attended. I had dressed as a female slave in sexy black lingerie and a collar. I had been getting a lot of offers to go home with hot guys. but I had a different agenda. I had heard about this haunted house at the edge of town that was not only said to be haunted, but it also used to be the site where they would sell women into sexual slavery 100 years ago. There were glory holes built into the nasty, old walls that I had heard about and it was said that the old house was haunted by the voices of a million prostitutes and sex slaves. It was exactly the kind of haunted experience I was looking for. 

I hadn’t been able to convince any of my stupid friends to go with me. They all thought that I was a slut and they didn’t want any part of it. I knew if I was going, I was going alone and I was okay with that until I pulled my car into the dirt driveway. There were other cars there, which made me feel a little bit better. The door to the house was wide open and I could see other people walking inside of it. There were no children at this haunted house. There was a large sign that said, “ADULTS ONLY,” on the front and I walked inside, more scared than I had anticipated being. 

“Welcome,” said a woman wearing a gas mask, her voice distorted by the mask. She had big fake tits and I could see her blonde hair poking out from below. 

“Excuse me, where are the glory holes?” I asked her. 

“They are in the catacombs, in the back of the house,” she said pointing a direction. 

“Thank you,” I said and I walked slowly in the direction that she had been pointing until I reached the back part of the house. There were few people back here and it was dark and dank. I could see what looked like an old changing room, with little stalls. I walked into one and could see that there were glory holes in there! I got excited and ran inside of one and closed the small door. It didn’t lock, but it stayed in place when I shut it. 

“Anyone over there?” I asked the wall. “I’m here to suck some cock,” I called. At first there was nothing but I heard someone moving until they were in the stall next to mine. There was a rustling sound and then a cock was presented to me through the hole. 

“Oh my!” I said grabbing it enthusiastically. “I love it!” I put it in my mouth and I began to suck it, my heart beating faster and faster as I did so. I had always wanted to try one of these glory holes! Now I was doing it! I was being a little slut and honestly, it felt good. I sucked the cock and I could hear the moans of the man that it was attached to as I sucked. I was moaning a bit and I could hear him moaning too until he shot his load right into my mouth. He pulled his cock back onto his side, leaving me with a happy smile on my face. 

I was pretty sure my entertainment was over for the evening and I was just about ready to go check out the rest of the old, nasty house when I heard some voices and then another cock was presented through the hole. This one was a little darker and a little bigger, but I welcomed it into my mouth. I sucked this one even better than I had the first. I was all warmed up and horny now and I could feel my pussy dripping through my thin layer of black lace panties I had been wearing all evening. I sucked his cock hard and fast, trying my best to drain his cum for him. 

It didn’t take long. I was swallowing his load in no time and I was so proud of myself for the slut that I was being. Not only had I sucked one cock through the glory hole, I had sucked two! I guess that made me double the slut. Just when I was about to get up and leave for the second time, another cock pushed through the hole. This cock had a slight curve to the right and I giggled as I put my mouth on this one as well. I drained this one easily, too and my pussy was absolutely dripping. 

“Who is on the other side? Want to come fuck me in here?” I asked, desperate for someone to fuck my pussy. That’s when all three men I had just sucked appeared on the other side of the door. I could see their feet first as they grabbed the door and swung it open. 

“You sure about that? There are three of us,” one of the guys said. I was surprised to see that they were all fairly young. They weren’t the hottest guys in the world, but at this point, I didn’t give a fuck. I just wanted their cocks. 

“I’m ready! I need to get fucked so bad! Sucking your  cocks has made me so horny!”

There wasn’t much room in the stalls and so they went in one at a time and filled my holes up. It made me feel like such a slut to get my pussy fucked by three complete strangers in this haunted, old house. I wondered what other rooms there were and what other adventures awaited me in the rest of the house. I took the last load all over my face and though it made me feel slutty, it seemed like the sluttier I was, the sluttier I wanted to be. So I left those three guys covered and filled with their cum in search of more dicks. 

I don’t remember exactly when I realized that …

I don’t remember exactly when I realized that I had a real aptitude for sucking cock, but the guys I sucked always told me that I was the best they ever had. I didn’t really pay that much attention to their praise. I figured they were all just saying that to be nice. I had no way of knowing that I was special and that men searched their whole life for a slut like me with a bottomless throat. 

I guess I was born without a gag reflex, although I never realized it was missing. I had never known things any differently and so I must have been nineteen when the first guy made a comment about it. 

“Do you even HAVE a gag reflex?” he asked me and I smiled up at him, not sure what he was talking about.

“What do you mean? What’s a gag reflex?” I asked ignorantly. 

“In your throat. Most girls can’t suck a cock down their throat without choking, but you seem to be able to swallow my whole cock. And it’s fucking huge. Look at it!” His cock was nice and hard and I did have to admit it looked really big. It felt big too when it fucked me, but in my throat it didn’t bother me at all. I loved the way guys pounded my face, the way their balls slapped against my chin when they realized I didn’t have a gag reflex. 

Now that I knew that I was special I wanted to suck as many cocks as I could. I tried to find the biggest ones out there so I could prove to myself that I could take any and every cock, balls-deep down my throat. I challenged them to fuck my face harder and when they saw the delight in my eyes as they used my face, it made them go even harder. 

I took their cocks with a sense of purpose and pride. I loved sucking dick more than I loved fucking. It was about serving their cocks, and showing off. It was about getting their attention and their praise. It was about swallowing their cum or letting them shoot it all over my slutty face or all over my tits. 

Every guy that fucked my face came back for more, until I had nights where I was sucking four or five cocks, one after another. I met them at their houses, at parks, in public restrooms. I met them anywhere and everywhere because I wanted to suck their cocks in every scenario, in every situation. I wanted to challenge myself. 

Of course, when you have no gag reflex sucking cock the way I do isn’t really much of a challenge. The challenge is trying NOT to suck all the cocks. I mean, I have a gift. I just want to share it with others. Lots of others. That’s why I keep giving in and letting them use my throat. I let them fuck my face as hard as they want, and I accept their cum all over my face as their praise. 

I’m not a real slut until I’m stuffed with cre…

I’m not a real slut until I’m stuffed with cream filling. 

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