Don’t be a slut. Don’t be a slut. Don’t be a slut.
How many times had she told herself those words? How many times had she ignored them? Don’t be a slut.
She’d made it the mantra of her trade. Don’t be a slut. There’s nothing wrong with sex and lust and love, just don’t be a slut. And only do anal. That was her other slogan.
But Ruth couldn’t help herself. Having sex always reminded her of the ocean: that wild stirring sensation, that flushed feeling that was somehow both incredibly wet and immensely hot.
She smiled into the torn pillow she’d ripped with her teeth. Her red hair was stuck to her face and her back. She was sweaty and hot and still trying to catch her breath, but warmth bubbled all over her backside.
Lying on her belly, she shut her eyes and focused on the sizzling tingle of ecstasy that coursed from her asshole to her fingertips. She felt it in every beat of her heart, felt the throbbing with every breath she took.
She gasped when the man’s palm came down on her ass with a loud gooey smack. It was still glistening from the lube, and the jiggling made her giggle.
“Women like you are so hard to find these days,” he whispered, rolling on top of her. He had a low rumbling voice that she thought would be perfect for reading bedtime stories. Ruth thought she might keep him.
He pressed his cock into her butt crack, sliding his length against her. The lube and his cum made it slipper and slimy, and Ruth moaned for him.
“You just need to know the right places to look,” she said.
The man responded by kissing her shoulder. Then the middle of her back. He worked his way down to her butt where he began smacking and pulling on her cheeks. She shuddered as he slid a finger inside her again, slipping into the mess of cum and heat he’d left behind. He tucked in all those juices like it was a specially made gift.
“Do you wanna try the other…?” he asked, his finger sliding out of her asshole and down towards her pussy.
Ruth bit her lip. She didn’t respond as he grazed her soaked lips with his finger, not daring to venture inside. She felt his hot breath tickle her hairs. Her ass felt so sticky and perfect and warm that she almost said yes. Instead, she pulled herself away. Don’t be a slut.
“That’s going to cost extra,” she said, turning over so she could smile at him.
The man groaned and collapsed between her legs. He couldn’t take his eyes off her pouting pussy lips as she rubbed herself. “It’s so pretty,” he said.
Ruth shut her eyes and tilted her head back as she strummed furious circles. She’d done this the entire time the man had licked and fingered and fucked her ass, but now she was letting him see. This was a sacred pleasure, she knew that in her soul. She didn’t want to share this with just anyone, but why did it turn her on so much to have them see?
“You’re so hot,” he whispered. He grabbed her foot and brought her big toe to his lips to kiss.
Cash only. Don’t be a slut. Cash only.
“And you’re out of money,” she said, slowing down and breathing hard. She touched his face with her drenched hand. He whimpered.
Ruth hopped off the bed and grabbed a towel.
Only do anal. Don’t be a slut. Cash only. Just do butt stuff.
She glanced at the mirror when she stepped into his bathroom. The ruined mascara. The sloppy lipstick. Then she started wiping her ass down with the towel.
“Can I see you tomorrow?” he asked from the bed. He pulled out a wad of cash and placed it on the bedside table. This was an advance; Ruth always made sure they paid beforehand.
With the door still open, Ruth sat down on the toilet. She could see the earnest in his eyes. Sighing, she relaxed and waved him over.
Cupping his balls, she began licking and sucking on his tired cock. She tasted the earthiness of her asshole, the sweet bitterness of his cum. Ruth sputtered as his cock flared back to life in her mouth, and she took his length down her throat. With her lips at the base of his cock, her nose buried in the forest of his pubic hairs, she looked up at him with big eyes in the way every guy seemed to adore.
This was her worship. Blowjobs were her prayers, moans were her offerings, and her ass was the temple. Her pussy was yet to be claimed.
Ruth had to breathe carefully through her nose as he groaned and pulled on her hair, but she slobbered on, making the choking and gagging sounds that made guys cum harder. He had a nice cock. It was long and slender, not too thick or veiny, and he kept his balls clean. She decided she liked his musky smell, and his hips had good rhythm as well. She thought it wouldn’t be too bad if she let him fuck her pussy.
Don’t be a slut.
The man kept his eyes shut as she choked on his cock. She could sense his impending end. His balls tensed up, his legs went rigid, and his cock twitched. Ruth spat him out quickly, so he could explode all over her face, drenching her from the eyebrows to her chin. Swallowing was extra, and he hadn’t paid for that.
As he stumbled back, breathing hard and clutching his cock, she wiped her face with her fingers before licking her hands clean. His cum tasted better than most guys. “Okay,” she whispered, smiling. “Same time tomorrow.” She wanted to ask him if he’d like to try her pussy, but she didn’t have the courage to do that.
Nodding, the man thanked her as she pulled him back. She slapped her face with his softening cock. Ruth loved the fleshy wet sounds and how the loose drops splattered everywhere. And the thick, musky odor of man.
Don’t be a slut. Butt stuff is best. Cash only.
She slobbered on his balls as she started to pee.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/8g3gl3/dont_be_a_slut_part_1_mf_oral
So fucking hot!