Sexual Exploits of a Slut

The Beginning

I have always been a dirty little slut. I used people to get my perverted sexual desires met, then leave them. The things I did before my eighteenth birthday would make even the most experienced whore blush. In high school I got caught fingering myself behind the old shed and boy was I in trouble. I was swiftly brought to the principal’s office and with no other way for them not to call my over-bearing parents, I did the unthinkable. I spread my legs and gave principal Kusher a great peek at what I was caught touching. The moment I spread the lips I saw the older woman lick her lips and I smiled. I knew I had her hooked. The moment she tasted my teen pussy I had her. Anytime I wanted a good licking, I would simply do something to get sent to her office. Then I would have her on her knees like the dirty little whore she was with her tongue suck deep into my pussy.

But then I had to graduated. I had to move on. But daddy had money and since I had daddy, I could do just about anything I wanted. It was a cold, March day when I decided to take Daddy’s prized Camero out for a spin. He never leg anyone drive it but what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. But he was sure to find out when I brought the car back home with dents in the fender. To say he wasn’t pleased would be an understatement. To teach me a lesson, he forced me to go with him as he sat around waiting for the mechanic to finish it. But he hadn’t slept in a few days since he was going through some multi-million dollar merger of some sort and spent too much time on the phone with people from different time zones that he was exhausted. The moment his butt hit the chair in the mechanic’s shop, he was snoring like a pig.

I watched the mechanic—he was sexy as hell. He had these big, lush lips that I would enjoy sucking on—or sucking on me. Large hands, wide shoulders and by the looks of him I could probably guess he was well over six feet. I spread my legs slowly, hiking up my skirt. One leg was tossed over my father’s thigh so Markus could get a great view of my eighteen year old pussy. Licking a finger, I locked eyes with him and sank said finger deep into myself. That caused me to moan.

“Want to taste it?” I asked him.

Fear sprang into his eyes and as he glanced around quickly. He rubbed his hands against his thighs and I smiled.

“Ok, no more being coy,” I frowned and stalked over to him. “I want to be fucked and now.”

“Your father is sitting right there.”

“Oh screw that! The world could end and he wouldn’t know. Either fuck me or I wake him and tell him you tried to rape me.”

“Oh for fuck’s sake!”

“I’ll scream!”

He gripped my hips and lifted me onto the hood of daddy’s car. Roughly he shoved my legs apart, and tugged down against the top of my shirt. Then he ravaged my tits. He sucked, bit, licked at the nipples. He sucked them so good I found that my eyes were rolled into my head and I didn’t even know it. He shoved a large finger into my wet pussy, fucking it hard and grunting as he bit against my now tender nipple. I whimpered.

“No time for whimpering,” he barked at me. “I’ll teach you to be a little slut!”

He stepped back a little to free his cock from his pants and when I saw it my first instinct was to run. His large, pink cock throbbed a slight purple colour and I knew he was ready to fuck my brains out. The only thing was, I wasn’t sure I’d survive.

“Till want to scream, bitch? Still want to cry rape?” he grabbed my hair and tugged.

I moaned.

“Go ahead!” he dared me with a wicked grin on his face.

Bracing a large hand against my stomach, he pushed his dig into me without mercy. My mouth hung open. Even though he was man handling me, I wanted more. I wanted that fat, long dick to pound me into unconsciousness. He was still pulling my hair with one hand while his hips slammed forward over and over. The car jerked each time and I made a loud noise that would waken a regular person. But not my father. He still sat there, snoring away.

Markus gritted his teeth, met my eyes and didn’t let up, “take my cock, slut!” he ordered, riding me like I was a rag doll. “You wanted it right?”

Before I knew it, I was coming around his dick. He swore under his breath, released my hair and grabbed my hips. I was mewling, moaning, whimpering, any sound you could probably guess right now, I was making it. He used a calloused finger to stroke my clit while his horse cock loosen me something terrible. I dragged my fingernails over his clothed chest, and downward. But he wasn’t finished. While he pinched my tender nipples, I was almost lifeless with pleasure. But it didn’t seem he was doing it for me anymore. It seemed Markus got off on the rough stuff. When I started coming again, he grabbed my hair and hauled me from the hood of the car. Forcing me to my knees he held my hair so that I couldn’t move my head. He then shoved his cock into my mouth, as far as that large, sausage could go. Then suddenly he exploded, literally, down my throat. I gagged and tried to pull away but he wasn’t having that.

“Don’t move bitch,” he ground out before a growl. “Take it all! Swallow it! Don’t waste it!”

His hot, man juice slid down my throat, chocking me a few times but it was delicious. I swallowed it greedily as quickly as I could but some still managed to spill out the sides of my mouth. Markus used his throbbing cock to catch the drips and shoved it back into my mouth. He rode my face until his body stopped jerking then pulled away from him. He shoved his cock back into his clothes and pushed me aside.

I lay there for a moment, panting, wanting more. But Markus was already preparing the car for repair. Even after the car was finished and daddy paid Markus and we drove home, I still had a little of that sweet cum in my mouth. I allowed it to run over my tongue, through my teeth while enjoying the pulsing that my stretched out pussy was doing. Daddy was going on and on about how I should be responsible because I was too old to be pulling dumb ass stunts like that. He was saying at eighteen I should be in college or university trying to find a way to make my own money. But he didn’t know that at that point, he had given me the perfect idea. I smiled and swallowed the last of Markus’ cum.

“You’re right daddy,” I reached over and kissed his cheek with my filthy mouth. “I should be in college actually I think I should be in university. If you pull a few strings for me, I promise I’ll go to Farthing University. I’ve always wanted to own my own business.”

“You mean that?” Daddy looked over at me then back at the road.

“Yes. I mean, I would hate getting a job and if I owned my own business, I set my own hours and all that good stuff. So why not?”

My father laughed, “well then. I’ll make some calls as soon as I get home. Before I forget, one of my business partners and his wife are coming by for dinner tonight. They want to see that I’m not some pervert I guess. I did tell Marge so she is preparing a fully meal tonight for dinner and I want you at the dinner table, on your best behaviour making our guests feel at home. His money will be good for us.”
I grinned, “sure daddy.”

“We’ll use the small dining room. It’s more intimate.”

Once more I nodded and snuggled backwards into the plush, leather seating.

***

“Fay!” my father yelled from downstairs. He always got nervous and paranoid when we had big business guests. “Aren’t you ready yet? They’re almost here.”

“I’m coming, daddy!” I hollered rubbing some rose scented cream against my shoulders. Giving myself one final glance, I sat on my bed and crossed my legs. I like to do the entrance when they are sitting in the sitting room over glasses of wine. That way my father can look up, smile as I walk to his side and proceed to introduce me as his beautiful daughter. Then they would have to take my hand—that always gave me time to see if the guest was up for some fun.

I listened carefully until I heard our guests arrive and watching the clock, I descended the stairs at precisely five minutes after their arrival. When I entered the sitting room, both men stood up.

“Tim, this is my beautiful daughter, Fay,” daddy introduced.

“It is a pleasure to meet you,” I spoke eloquently.

“Very nice to meet you,” Tim shook my hand. “This is my wife Audrina.”

I shook Audrina’s hand while bowing my head slightly. She was a pretty one. She squeezed my hand then as she released it, she caressed my palm. I smiled and turned my attention to something my father was saying to Tim.
“Fay here is thinking of going to Farthing for business,” my father bragged.

“Really?” Tim seemed surprised.

“I could put in a few calls,” Audrina batted a wrist my way. “My father is on the board.”

“I couldn’t ask you to do that,” I pretended to be shy. Sitting down across from the beautiful red head and beside my father.

Audrina reached over and patted my thigh, “nonsense. You’re not asking. I want to do it.”

Dinner was finally served and all through it, Audrina was giving me the eye. I smiled politely at the end of the meal and stood up, “daddy, I’d like to give Audrina the grand tour.”

“That would be lovely,” Audrina piped up. “It would give you gentlemen time to talk business.”

“Splendid idea!” Tim nodded.

Audrina kissed Tim’s cheek and we excused ourselves. The first place we stopped was my bedroom. To my shock, as soon as the door closed Audrina had me against it. She was on her knees pushing up my skirt and ripping my already soaked thong from my body. Shoving my legs apart, she pushed her tongue into my sopping pussy and sucked.

There was a disgusting, slurping sound that came from her drinking my juices but I loved it! It turned me on so much that I could feel myself gushing against her skilful tongue.

“Fuck! Tim would enjoy eating your pussy,” Audrina explained.

“What?”

“We share, my dear,” Audrina managed before sticking her long ass tongue deeper in me. I yelped but moaned. “Tim’s my little bitch. I tell him what to do and he does it. You taste so damn good! Turn around and bend over.”

I turned around, pressed my face into the door sticking my ass out. The woman began eating my ass. She pushed the tip of her tongue in and I felt my knees shook. I’ve never had an orgasm to someone eating my ass before but it was worth it. I was leaking everywhere. When I finally started cumming, Audrina was under me, drinking up ever bit of juice I released. She then lay on her back pulling me to sit on her face. Instead, I freed my DD natural breasts and forced one into her mouth.

“Fucking suck it!” I ordered through clenched teeth. “Use your tongue—Oh fuck!”

Rearing up I sat on her tongue. Her fucking mouth was so damn good I had to have her eat my pussy again. I was in the middle of an orgasm when the door opened and Tim stepped in. He instantly released his dick.

“Where’s daddy?” I asked.

“On a phone call with Japan,” Tim fell to his knees and sucked one of my nipple then the other. “How does her pussy taste baby?”

“Why don’t you taste it for yourself? I asked. “Your wife busy.”

Climbing off Audrina’s face, I pushed Tim backwards and took my position over his face. While he pleasured me, Audrina, stroke his cock to life and sat on it. She bounced facing me on his dick, and it was though she was having the time of her life.

“You like watching your husband eat another woman’s pussy!” I asked vulgarly. “You like watching some little slut sitting on your man’s face?”

When she didn’t answer I reached over and squeezed her nipples, “oh fuck yes!”

We both used Tim in the roughest way. When he cum inside his wife, I was grinning in bliss. I melted from his face and fell to the ground beside a panting Audrina. Tim on the other hand rushed into the bathroom, washed his face and straightened his clothes. He came back, gave my pussy one final licking then exited the room.

“Damn! I never cum that hard—“ Audrina admitted.

When you start your own business I should work for you,” she explained. “Maybe a business partner. I’d love to have that pussy from time to time.”

“Fine now stop talking and finger me,” I told her.