Becoming a slut

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Becoming a slutShe loved talking with her friends over few drinks. Topics varied from lovely boyfriends to dreams about raising a family. Slut was having the time of her life. As they were departing, slut separated from the group to go to the toilet. Anyways, she was going to the other direction.As she was entering the toilets she was blocked by a muscular arm leaning to the wall. Her excuse was stopped by the man saying “Lady, I’ve just heard you talk nice shit for few hours. You need to understand that you are first and foremost a slut. Nothing more”. Slut was in awe, but made no resistance when the man took her hand and guided her to the backdoor. The alley was nothing like the wine bar. First of all, now her hand was feeling a semi hard cock through the trousers. The man had put her hand over there and told to stroke it. “You are not the first slut I’ve teached. You won’t be the last one either. It’s time for you to learn how to be a filthy whore.” Slut was mesmerised. She now realised that she was alone in an alley with a man who was going to fuck her. She could scream or run, but the man, even with his years, was so much stronger. Slut was realisasing another thing. Her abdonem had a new burning sensation. She was getting ready for what’s to come.Slut knew the right words “sir, can I taste your cock?” while kneeling and opening his masters belt. “You fucking slut. You are getting there, but there’s a lot to come” as he opened her mouth and smacked her face with his meaty cock. “Girlfriends give blowjobs, sluts ağva escort mouths are for fucking” was the last thing she heard before he put his thick cock between her carefully painted lips and thrusted his cock in her. She was choking. He had the biggest cock she had seen and now he was pushing her head agains it. She felt how the purple tip went through her throath barrier. “Hah, no gag reflecs. Like a true slut”. Sluts head was still when the man rammed his cock in and out of her. “Now slut. This was a good start” he said and pulled his mest out of her. “Get up! We have things to do”. He pulled her up, lifted her skirt and dropped her knickers. “All wet I see. Slut is prepared”. He then pushed her against the brick wall and lifted slut leg onto a box. “Clean looking slit. That’s a cunt that has been made love by nice boyfriends with pencil dicks”. “Sir, you are right. I’ve been giving it only to the nicest men. Until now. But sir please, I’m not on any birth control”. “I know. I heard. Before you I fucked a hitchhiker. Raw of course.”. He then rubbed his cock up and down in her cunt before pushing in with a satisfied grunt. “You are a slut, that’s for sure, but an A grade slut” he said while lifting her leg even higher and fucking her wide spread crotch.”Now slut. This isn’t just a back alley fuck. You need to learn more”. He pulled his veiny, slimy cock out and admired sluts gaping cunt. He the took her hand and started leading further to the alley. At the end there was amasya escort an opening to pub’s backyard porch with middle-aged men. “Here me! She’s a slut in training. I’m showing here what she is. Watch and enjoy” he said with his cock hanging outside his trousers. He then crabbed slut to his arms and carryed onto the nearest table. He grunted that she should open her slik blouse before he tears it. Slut knew she wouln’t mind but followed her masters command and unbuttoned her blouse. At the moment she realised that she didn’t go to the bathroom and now her bladder was sending urgent messages. “Sir, I need to take a piss. You know that I’ll come back and surrender to you”. “Slut. You don’t need privacy. Sprrad your legs and let it out”. She felt dizzy but the need was too bad. Ashamed she let an arch of piss fly to the ground. Men around her cheered to her shame.On the table, skirt on her waist and blouse open slut was taking his cock. He took his time and then told that now this slut gets a true mans seed inside her. He almost crushed her while pumping his load inside her. He felt even bigger while doing it and she had to squeeck in pain and pleasure. She knew right then and there that this man, instead of her boyfriend, just impregnated her. She was a cheating slut, making her sweet boyfriend a cuckold. But she didn’t care anymore. “Now men. You’ve enjoyed the sight. Now you can enjoy the mest. Make her suck and stroke until you’ve climaxed in or on her. Only one rule. artvin escort Her pussy is forbidden”. Slut was shocked. Her masters cock made her throath and pussy sore, but the men, atleast a dozen would break her. Still, her hands had already grabbed hardening cocks and she slurped the first cock in her mouth. Slut was giving blowjobs like candy and swalloving loads after loads. At some point she felt a barely greased cock pushing in her ass. Two cock at her mouth she had no way to say stop. After some burning sensation she felt how he came and pulled out. Her relif was short because the next cock entered straight away. She was now a hang bang slut taking b**st after b**st. After hours men had had their way and she was left alone. Her master was grinning and complimenting how she looked like full served harbour hooker. He was true. She had cum everywhere and her make-up looked smutty. Her clothes were sweaty, dirty and filled with cum stains. “Now you are a slut. Come on, I’ll give you a ride home”. “Shouldn’t sluts be left after men have got what they’ve wanted?” “Yeah, usually. But you are an A grade slut”.At the ride back home everyone passing by looked at her filthy outfit and either grinned or hissed. At her front yard he pulled his cock out again and made her do a fellatio while her bf was just meters away. She then slipped inside and to the shower, carefully hiding her clothes. After her shower she went to her bf’s, kissed her with her sperm galloping mouth and let him fondle her titfucked and cumshotted breasts. She then made him spay his drops of cum in her.On the next day she realised that she left her purse in his car. Cslling from another phone she hoped he’d answer. “Hello A grade slut” said the raspy voice. “Ready for some more?”. “Always” she said and knew she meant it. After all, she was a slut.

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