For as long as I can remember, I’ve been the “good girl” – good grades, lots of friends, supportive family and a handful of crushes over the years. In fact, my choice of clothing has also been “good” – no low necklines or crop tops and I’m usually most comfortable in something baggy. Barring the occasional guys I’ve kissed (four, to be precise), I’ve had very little sexual experiences. That isn’t to say that I’ve never been pursued – I would like to think I’m hot with my D cup breasts and curvy body but I’ve never been interested in losing myself to a guy I didn’t care for. But that doesn’t mean that I don’t have urges, hot flashes and fantasies. In fact, I finally gifted myself a rabbit vibrator recently – to make up for the lack of cocks that have been inside me.
I do this little thing where I try to look slutty when I get horny – I pull out that that tighter bra that I don’t usually wear because it pushes my boobs together to make it look huger, I find a relatively see-through top that accentuates my breasts, a small black lacy thong I’ve bought only for this purpose and probably a mini-skirt hitched a few inches higher so that if I bend over, I can see my ass. I also pull out that red lipstick a friend once gifted me, along with the advice to be “slutty”, the sexy black heels I’m never confident in otherwise and finally, of course – a black belt around my neck such that it tightens if I tug on it. I then stand in front of the mirror and feel so sexy and so ready to be fucked that if a delivery man were to arrive at my doorstep at that moment, I would fuck him in a heartbeat.
One time, I decided to push myself further and decided to not cum just yet. I decided to go for a walk in the nearby park instead. I changed into yoga pants and pulled my thong up so that it was tighter and my ass jiggled if I walked. I paired that with a sports bra that showed enough cleavage for me to still be super horny and a casual jacket along with that. I was too ashamed to leave the belt on so I took that off, along with the heels. And off I went, painfully aware of how soaking wet my pussy was and I wondered whether it showed. The park was mostly deserted, as it usually is, barring the occasionally runner. I continued walking, but my mind was full of all the ways I would have sex in the bushes, against a tree, on a park bench or how I would let many men grope and touch me right there and then at the same time. I grew wetter and wetter and thinking of all these ideas when I was approached by a relatively well-built black man who was smiling at me. It seemed he just wanted to be friends since he tried to make small talk and mentioned how lonely he was during the pandemic. But I also noticed, much to my amusement, that his eyes kept darting towards my boobs. I took a step closer to him, he smelled like smoke, and he didn’t back away. Now, it seemed like all he could do was stare at my boobs. I quietly grabbed his hand, startling him a bit and put it on my boob. He hungrily smiled at me.
We went to a quieter trail where we could see no one and he turned me around such that I was facing away from him. He proceeded to grope me and touch my pussy over the pants which by now was absolutely wet. And I could feel his bulk pressing up against me. In my head, alarms were going off – I don’t do this, I don’t hook up with strangers in parks but at the same time, he was kissing my neck and tugging at my nipples and all I wanted was to feel him inside me.
I was soon on my knees, which hurt from the rough trail we were on and his black cock bounced out of his jeans – thick and pulsating. I quickly began to serve it, licking and sucking, taking as much of it as I could while he clutched at my hair and bobbed my head up and down. He let out a few grunts and suddenly, pulled me up and pushed me against a tree. My back was arched and he slid my pants down and discovered that I was wearing a thong. “Oh, you’re a slut, aren’t you?”, he asked while he proceeded to spank me really hard a couple of times. His fingers roughly entered my dripping pussy and he finger-fucked me for a while. In the process, he used his free hand to tug at my boobs, squeezing them roughly and pulling them out of my sports bra. His took his fingers out, spanked me some more and replaced them with his thick cock. It was such a new sensation, that I moaned super loudly. He began to fuck me against that tree, first a bit slowly but soon enough, he was pounding me. I could hear his balls slap against my clit, driving me crazy. He was grabbing my boobs as leverage to sink his thick cock deeper and deeper inside before grabbing my wrists and holding them behind my back. At this point, I could care less if anyone could hear me because I could not control how loud I was moaning.
However, what I hadn’t realized was that someone was passing near us on a cycle and that he had stopped to see what was happening. With a final grunt, and heavy heave, I felt hot cum flow inside me and I was shaking. As I turned around, having barely recovered, I saw the other man smiling with a similar hungry look in his eyes. He approached us and I could already see he was hard underneath. Very politely, he said “May I?” and pointed to my hard nipples. I nodded and he grabbed both my boobs and sucked on my nipples. He then proceeded to bend me over, enter me roughly and without warning, started fucking me. Possibly, as hard as he could. My boobs were wildly moving and the first man was now in front of me with his belt in his hand. As he started putting it around my neck, he looked amused. “I knew you were a slut.”, he said.
(you can take a look at my profile to imagine what I look like)
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m1v4br/good_girl_turned_into_freeuse_slut_girl_fmm
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