[MF] “I’ll always be your little slut to use, I can never say no to you.”

So, I wrote about Jen just a [couple days ago](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5sh4yy/mf_kind_of_long_i_19m_didnt_know_she_18f_was_a/) and I’ve been getting a few messages and a lot of PMs asking me for another story about her. I’ll share one that will tie in to a lot of other stories I tell about her if I decide to basically do a “me and Jen” type of storyline on here.

**If you don’t care for set-up, skip to the next bold text!**

So, when it came to college, I went to community college first. Jen’s parents paid for her college, so of course she went to the local university immediately. Well, I had won a really prestigious scholarship at the community college that only 3 others have ever gotten in its 50 something year existence. As a recipient, I was required to give a speech during the ceremony honoring many students who received rare or sponsored scholarships or went on to Ivy Leagues or recruited to state school sports programs. I was also inducted in the business school’s honorable mentions hall. I could invite one guest and I didn’t want to make my parents fight over a spot, so I asked Jen if she wanted to go. She was elated and accepted. It had a formal dress code, as in men suit and tie and women formal dresses. Jen wanted to get a new dress for it, so I told her she had to let me pick it out for her. We went shopping a week before for a dress for her.

Remember how I told you she doesn’t wear revealing clothes or anything that hugs her figure at all except for me in private? Well, keep that in mind, because it’s important for this story. She made a mistake letting me pick out her dress… A mistake she’ll end up loving for a long time.

We went to a local dress shop here in town that’s owned by this family of party-girl-on-the-weekend fashionistas. They had the perfect dress for Jen. A tight, thin strapped black dress that is designed to be nice and formal, but also hugs her figure beautifully. Imagine something like [this](http://68.media.tumblr.com/0306a80e89d8fb88da2b37fae6d7ccc8/tumblr_inline_nsc476Z76t1txhp59_250.jpg) only more formal with thinner straps, a cut going along the thighs, and a more decorative sheer at the top. Yes, I love that dress so much it’s forever imprinted in my memory.

Jen: “No, you can’t be serious…”

Me: “You’re right… It needs to be a bit tighter…”

Jen: “What? No! I’m not wearing that in public…”

Me: “Why not? You’ll look beautiful.”

Fashionista: “Yes and if you spend so much time on your body, you may as well show it off. I promise you it retains your classiness and just shows you have style too.”

The girl helping us had seen Jen in next to nothing already when getting her measurements for the dress and had praised her on her physique, so she was on-board with me here.

Jen: “I don’t know… Doesn’t it bother you how it shows so much?”

Me: “Not at all” I say with a huge smile

Jen stays quiet and I can tell she’s embarrassed.

Fashionista: “You ever thought that maybe he wants to show you off? A cute little thing with such a nice body, maybe he wants to flaunt you around a bit, yeah?”

Fucking read my mind.

Jen: “… Is that true, love?”

Me: “It’s not untrue, that’s for sure.”

Jen stays quiet for a bit, looking at the ground, then leaves to try on the dress. She takes forever, then comes back out.

I smile and just utter a little “damn”. She looked absolutely stunning and she hadn’t even done her makeup or hair yet.

Fashionista: “See? It’s perfect! You look beautiful and still retain your classiness. I think he picked the perfect dress for you.”

She’s a damn good salesperson, I have to say…

Jen: “…Do you like it?”

Me: “I do. A lot. I’ll even buy you a matching pair of heels to go with it.”

Jen lightly smiles. She buys me so much stuff all the time. Clothes, food, trinkets, drinks, you name it. I like to give back to her as well.

Jen pays for the dress and leaves it there so they can stitch it to her size (and I asked the woman to make it a bit tighter on her). We leave and I go buy her a nice pair of heels to match her dress. She picked a really tall pair of heels, much to my surprise. All that talk about feeling revealed in the dress only to buy tall heels really surprised me.

A few days go by and she picks up her dress. Before I know it, the day of arrives. She sends me a snap of her in the dress hiked up to her ass with the caption “hope you’re excited to see me ;)” I saved that picture and made her contact photo for a while. I left to pick her up and as I’m sitting outside she texts me to give her a minute. She eventually comes outside and holy shit was she beautiful. Ever seen a girl with a small waist and a huge ass in a tight dress and heels? Put it on your bucket-list if you haven’t. Her sister is following right behind her up to my car. Jen gets in and her sister smacks her on the ass as she does. Jen gets upset and tells her to stop. The sister then leans in and says “Have fun on the date, you 2. Try not to completely destroy my sister tonight, okay stud?” Jen goes to hit her, but she runs back inside laughing. Jen just turns red and throws her head in to her hands. I put my window up and lean over to her and kiss her.

Me: “You look beautiful Jen and I promise I’ll be good to you tonight.”

She smiles really big and then says “Oh? Who said you’re going to have sex with me tonight?”

Me: “I never said anything about sex, Jen, but I’m glad to know I turn you so much you always think of me that way” with a cocky smile.

She just hits my chest and leaves her hand there while telling me to shut up and leans in for a kiss. We make out for a bit until she breaks it, chastising me that we’ll be late.

We go to the event and it goes well. I get my reward, give my speech, photos, etc. It was really boring, as most of these ceremonies are, but it was a nice send off for my last semester. The whole night me and Jen are just teasing each other, much to the disgust of the elderly couple sitting next to us. Overly flirtatious and a bit sexual, but never anything too far for public. Just real “get a room you 2” material. I’m beaming every time someone looks over at Jen and checks her out. Whenever she’d get checked out she’d just smile at them and then touch me. If she caught a girl looking at me she’d make sure to be close to me. Love how she turned the tables where I’m supposed to be showing her off, yet she shows me off. I’ll spare you the sappy details.

**The event lets out and Jen and I leave. We’re flirting and being loud like idiots all the way back to my car. I get in and she immediately puts her hands on me.**

Me: “Where is this coming from?”

She starts undoing my belt while kissing me.

Jen: “Are you kidding? I’ve wanted you since I saw you in this suit. You’re taking me home with you now, right?”

Me: “I don’t have a choice, do I?”

She smiles at me and shakes her head no while pulling my cock out and stroking me.

Jen: “We’ll be alone, right? I want you all to myself.”

Me: “We will be and I’ll be sure to not be too rough with you so your sister won’t be mad at me.”

She just rolls her eyes and goes down on me. Now, if I can say anything about Jen, it’s that she is the queen of head. Nobody, not even women almost twice her age have ever come close to the head she gives me. She has a serious talent for it and always asks to blow me any chance she gets with the excuse “I just want to get better for you” if I ever ask why she does it so much. Almost every time she’s worked up it’s never “I want you to touch me” it’s always “God, I want to blow you…” She’s the only girl to ever make me cum from a BJ and makes sure to take her time and really work me up first. Queen of head 100%.

She’s on her knees in the passenger seat, bent over, taking me in to her mouth, so I grab her dress bottom and pull it up to her waist, exposing her beautiful ass. She sits up and looks at me while stroking me.

Jen: “You can’t do that! What if someone sees?”

Me: “It’s okay for them to see you blowing me?”

She just smiles and nods her head yes enthusiastically. She then kisses my cock and places her head on my chest and says “take me home, I don’t want to wait anymore. I haven’t had you in so long and I’m dying right now.” “So long” was when I bought her the heels a week ago and she wanted to “thank me”.

I took her home and she blew me half of the drive there. I teased her the whole way to watch her squirm a bit.

We finally get to my place and I get out. She jumps out of the car, runs around to my side, takes my hand, and runs me up the steps to my house.

Me: “Chill, gorgeous. Why are you rushing?”

She then runs her hand down my chest and says “every second you waste here is a second you’re not inside me. Hurry up!” Perfect answer.

I unlock the door and she runs past me to my room with a “hurry up!” as she goes. I step in my room and she’s already shut the blinds and is starting to light one of the candles in my room. I’m just laughing to myself at all of this and smile at her. She lights the candle and steps over to me with a huge smile on her face. She reaches up and pulls my face towards her for a kiss. No words are exchanged. We make out so passionately for what felt like forever. She starts feverishly tugging at my belt and I go to take my pants off.

Jen: “No, leave them on, just fuck me already. No more waiting, my body hurts I want you so bad…”

I bend her over the bed and hike up her dress. You starting to see why that dress is ingrained in my memory? All the attention, how she’s acted tonight, everything. She’ll wear that dress for me on dates sometimes and always asks me “remember this dress? Remember what you did to me?”

I bent her over the bed roughly and started touching her.

She leans over and grabs a condom off of my nightstand and puts in my hand, then kisses my hand.

Jen: “No foreplay, just fuck me. I want to feel you stretch me open and fuck me as rough as you can. I want that.”

No more words. I put the condom on and plunge right in to her. She’s so soaking wet already I pretty much slip right in to her and bottom her out. She struggles a bit with it, but is using her ass to push herself off my body, matching my strokes as I fuck her senseless. I grab her by her hair and use my other hand to play with her clit. She lasts maybe a minute total and starts cumming hard. I slow down for her to regain herself before I start fucking her roughly again. She starts moaning in a mix of pleasure and pain, still working her beautiful ass up and down my cock. I was so hard I felt lightheaded and lost my thoughts, but I couldn’t help but keep fucking her; that’s all I could do.

Jen: “Don’t… Stop…. Please… I love this… Don’t stop… Make me struggle to take you…”

I really start fucking her insanely hard right here. She takes my hand from her clit and puts it on her throat. She’s never expressed interest in this before, so I just lightly choke her.

Jen: “That’s right… I’m your slut… Use me… I’m here for your pleasure…”

I push her down on the bed and force her ass up in the air more, just pumping her harder. She normally doesn’t last long from behind, so I know she’s passed her limits, but she’s forcing herself for me. She cums again and her pussy stays tighter after that…

Jen: “Keep going… I want you to cum for me. I want you to be satisfied by my body.”

Me: “Jen…”

I pick her up by her chest and stand her up so I’m fucking her from behind while she stands there.

Jen: “I can feel you throbbing even through the condom… Am I that hot?”

Me: “Jen, you’re always incredibly sexy. You just look extra stunning tonight.

She smiles. Her body is way beyond its limit and I can feel her tightening up like crazy.

Jen: “Keep going… Force yourself in to me, I don’t care just as long as you cum for me…”

I pull out of her and turn her around to kiss her. She wraps her arms around my neck and I pick her up by her ass and tell her to wrap her legs around my waist. Her dress is basically just a wrapping around her waist right now. Her heels dig in to my back, but I really just don’t care at this point; I’ve basically lost all sense. I press her against the wall and fuck her while we make out. The mixture of our moans and breath being shared with one another. She’s at her limit now and cums for me again, digging her heels and nails in to me.

Jen: “Baby, cum with me! Cum with me please!”

At the end of her orgasm she does something that puts me right over the edge…. She grabs my face and looks me dead in the eye, her face smudged with makeup and sweat, red with lust, completely out of breath and says “I’ll always be your little slut to use, I can ever say no to you.” Call me soft, but I exploded right there. I held myself as deep inside of her as I can and I absolutely exploded inside of her. It was a solid 10 or 15 second orgasm, just insanely intense. Rarely ever experience anything like it. I look up at her and she’s smiling at me.

Jen: “That’s right, cum for me… I love feeling you cum inside me… You’re so hot!”

Me: “Jen, you’re a good girl, you know that?”

Jen: “I have to be for you…”

I smile and we make out some as I slowly pull myself out of her. Her legs are jello at that point, so I lay her on the bed, fix her dress, and take off her heels.

Jen: “Thank you… You always make my time with you worth it.”

I laugh and smile at her. She passes out in like a minute. I snap a picture of her sprawled in my bed with her hair all messed up, makeup smudged, in that hot dress hugging that insanely beautiful body of hers. I needed a keepsake for what we just did to each other.

She wakes up a couple hours later and fixes me dinner. In my own house. What a girl. We chill and watch some shitty TV (I fucking hate real housewives, but she’s an addict) and she messes around with my cock while we do, as usual. She tried to blow me again, but I was actually too sore. Go figure.

I take her home after she fixes her hair and removes her makeup. Dress on straight, heels on well, she’s fine. She kisses me goodbye and thanks me again for the night. She wobbles inside and I go home.

I check my phone at home and her sister sent me 2 texts. 1 asking if Jen was good in bed and the other asking why her sister was walking funny. I just told her she tripped in her heels and twisted her ankle a bit. Her sister doesn’t actually know what we do and neither do Jen’s friends, they all assume we’re just really close platonic friends, but just tease that we should fuck already. Everybody still thinks Jen is a virgin, actually, even today. Little do they know…

Jen sends me a text later saying she enjoyed herself and that she’ll make sure to only wear that dress for me. We exchange a few texts before she sends one saying “you really did a number on me… Kitty (she nicknamed her pussy that, don’t ask) is so sore…” I just laugh and tell her to send me a pic and maybe I can help. She replies “you wish, but thanks for the workout. I can skip the gym tomorrow :D”

She’s worn that dress a handful of times around me, almost exclusively on dates where I get to have her all to myself after. She can say she’s a “good, innocent girl” all she wants and keep that front towards everyone else in the world, but I know what Jen is. Jen is a good girl and she’s also my little slut. She’s also kept her word when she said “I can never say no to you.”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5sw9xd/mf_ill_always_be_your_little_slut_to_use_i_can