When I started my journey of corrupting every girl I get the chance to [Ff]

So this is a story of how I first started my mission to corrupt every girl I possibly could in to being a slut. This may be a bit tame for you all but I think you’ll appreciate it relative to the back drop of the story. If you don’t care about backstory then skip to the fun stuff I’ll even mark it for you.

So this story starts years ago in school, and you can imagine whatever age you want but for the purpose of this post everyone was 18. Growing up I was always aware of 3 things; I was definitely not in to boys, I was kind of an alpha bitch, and I started watching porn way before any other girls did. Due to the fact that I grew up in the middle of nowhere and every school in the district was surrounded by corn on 3 sides, I hadn’t shared that I was in to girls with anyone, and had even started the classic “I have a boyfriend, he goes to another school, and he’s a couple years older than us” with my friends, and told my parents I had boys that had little crushes on me but nothing serious. These things led to two unexpected circumstances. First, my mom sat me down and had the birds and the bees talk. Most importantly how to say no, what to do when a boy made an advance I didn’t want, and to stand my ground. This one wasn’t an issue at all, other than an awkward talk with my mother which was way before any of my friends had their talks. The second was that my friends suddenly thought I was the expert on all things boys and “love” related. Which became a hilarious dumb leading the blind when it came to pretty much everything, except for one special thing, I had watched a LOT of porn by now. This was rarely helpful, in the beginning, until it was. This story is about the first time it was.

The actresses in this story are me: check out my post history for pictures, and even verification. You can get an idea of what I look like now. Just imagine that with smaller boobs (hard to believe), and shorter. And Meredith (name changed): She was just a touch shorter than I was, dirty blonde and straight hair down to her shoulders, and thin like me but with bigger boobs. We both played soccer together and were in great shape, and that’s how we became best friends. In school we always sat near each other because our last names started with the same first two letters as well. I was super outgoing and aggressive while she was a bit more shy, but still very popular. Around this time every girl in our group was pairing up with some boy a bit more seriously than ever before, and I had been the “first” in the interest of swatting off some boys sniffing around me. Meredith on the other hand was rather nervous about it all. She had strict parents and never had even had a kiss, even I had given it a shot with a boy a couple years earlier. This led to her complete inability to function around boys who were interested in her, which was now an issue because her “dream” guy built up the nerve to ask her out and so began her freak out. With some prodding she said yes and expectations began to grow. It was decided we would have a sleep over at her house that Friday and we could talk all about it.

*Fun starts here*

Friday came and I brought all my things to her house and we spent the evening doing girl things. I was not a huge fan of her weird family, as my family wasn’t religious and even then I felt uncomfortable sitting through grace before dinner. But I’m a trooper for friends and we had our usual fun. As it got later and her parents had gone to sleep we changed in to our pajamas (soccer shorts and t-shirts) and got in to her bed to lay down and talk in the dark for the next 4 hours if things ended up as the usually did. But tonight they did not end up as usual. The topic slowly shifted to this new boyfriend. Of course I had to compare how my “boyfriend” was better in every way, I was the alpha bitch after all, but in the end it was obvious she was very in to this boy and really wanted him to like her. I didn’t understand what she saw in this immature boy but I wanted her to be happy because I cared about her a lot, so you can imagine how floored I was when she asked me “would you teach me how to kiss? I don’t want to embarrass myself the first time and I know he’s already done more than kiss other girls…”. This obviously surprised me, in part because I had barely kissed a guy myself, and I had yet to ever kiss a girl. But I had a reputation to uphold so I started explaining to her a bit. She sat rigid beside me in the dark, obviously listening but also nervous. After a few minutes of me bullshitting she very quietly, almost whispering thanked me for helping, but she still didn’t think she’d be any good, and then after a very tense silence she said the words I’ll never forget “Could you help me practice?”.

Every nerve in my body fired at once and I froze for a second, I still thank god it was so dark in her room to cover up my complete internal melt down. But at the same time something triggered in me, I did want to kiss her, to have my real first kiss. And all the filthy porn my young brain had pickled in gave me some sick sort of confidence. I turned towards her and sarcastically asked if she meant just a peck on the lips, or if she had finally grown up enough for the real thing, and in an instance I was back on top, and she was again the stuttering nervous one. Even in the dark she couldn’t look at me as she nervously told me she wanted the real thing. With that I told her that if I was going to do her this huge favor she owed me, and that I wasn’t going to repeat myself. She nodded and I leaned in and kissed her. I’m going to level with you, there was no spark, no song from a choir, or anything. Instead I was hungry, I wanted more. So that first uncertain kiss I pressed, I pushed her in to the wall her bed was pressed against and pressed my lips in to hers. Any resistance left her body and she melted under me. We kissed and I would lean back and give her pointers, and then we’d practice more.

As we kissed a sort of jealousy took hold of me, I couldn’t stop thinking of how this guy would push her further and how she might melt under him like she was beneath me. So I sat back and started to give her a similar talk that my mother had with me. How to say no and tell a guy to stop when he pressed. She just nodded in the dark, unable to even say a word. I told her I would teach her more and would push, but she was to tell me no and not let me push her too far, no matter how hard I pushed. I had her spread her legs and slid my knee up so as I leaned forward my thigh pressed against her crotch. I told her this is how my boyfriend would kiss me and that she needed to grind up and down on my leg. As we began to kiss again her hips began to grind up and down, the silky fabric warm on my skin. I ran my fingers through her hair and began to pull on it, testing out my knowledge from the pornography I’d watched. She let out a soft moan as I did and that emboldened me further. My hand moving down to her chest. She gently pushed my hand away and I let her. But her hips began to grind harder as she did. I pushed for more ground and kissed down to her neck. Biting and kissing her as I held back her hair. I’m sure it was unskilled but she whimpered like a true slut now, and I got my first taste of what I could do to her. I pressed my hand to her chest again and she didn’t fight me this time. Her little nipples hard under her shirt. I pinched one and she sounded so pathetic, I loved it. I pressed my lips to hers again and realized the silky fabric was getting wet against my thigh. I pulled her shirt up and as I did she tried to stop my hand, but this time it was my turn to slap her hand away. She didn’t fight it this time and I brought her shirt up so I had access to her little tits. I pinched her nipple again and pressed my leg even harder in to her little pussy. Finally I took her nipple in to my mouth and bit and sucked on it. Her body writhing under me. It was amazing to have so much control over someone else and I knew I would be addicted. I wish I could say I pushed her even further that night, but I was still inexperienced and nervous. So after a bit more teasing I scolded her for not stopping me and she stammered out a breathless apology. I told her she would need more practice and she didn’t say anything, but it would turn out to be a yes. Maybe if everyone enjoys this I’ll tell more stories of my corrupting influence. Any questions you can comment, and any submissive ladies feel free to message me!

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