The Story of How April Became My Personal Slut for A Summer [MF] (Long)

I’ve been toying around with the idea of doing this for several months. I have a handful of these stories I can share with you all from one summer years ago. If this first one gets a decent enough response, I’ll continue with some others.

I warn you now – this first one is lengthy, but there’s a bit of set-up involved. I’ve notated where the really explicit bits begin if you want to skip ahead. Names, times, and minor details have all been changed for anonymity’s sake. Now for some quick descriptions as an introduction.

April: Roughly 5’4”, blonde, green eyes, 36DD tits, great round ass, overall hourglass figure.

Me: Roughly 5’10”, brown eyes, medium length dark hair, semi-athletic, 7” dick.

***Part I: The Set-up***

April and I were together for a little over five years, and one of those we spent engaged. Things between us went downhill fast once we moved in together. The last year or so was about as terrible as a relationship can get. When the day finally came where we split, it hurt like hell, but it wasn’t much of a shock.

After we split, I spent a few months getting myself back on my feet. I blocked April from contacting me across every possible avenue. We had split up the joint possessions already and I had the ring scrapped for what little I could get back for it. I was moving on in every way I could.

I started dipping my toe back into the dating pool in the spring. It wasn’t anything serious like a face-to-face date. It was nothing more than me conversing with women across OKCupid and Plenty of Fish. Part of me wanted to see what was out there while staying in my shell. At the time it was almost impossible for me to trust anyone outside of my family and a few select friends.

One day in early May I logged into OKCupid and discovered April had viewed my profile. My stomach dropped. I checked the blocked messages on my phone. Sure enough, there was a voicemail from her. The message sounded innocent enough. She was calling under the pretext of having found my birth certificate mixed in with her things. I chuckled to myself, deleted the message, and decided to ignore it. My birth certificate was one of the first things I grabbed when I packed up to move out of our old apartment.

The next morning my phone rang with a call from an unfamiliar number. As a rule, I don’t answer calls from numbers I don’t recognize. Whoever was calling didn’t leave a voicemail. Five minutes later my phone rings again from the same number. I didn’t answer, and still no message. Then the number redialed right away. This time I answered. This was either something urgent, or it was another debt collector who was about to get an earful.

To my shock, it was April’s mother calling to tell me April needed to talk to me. I had to admit the girl was being persistent. It was one thing to make up a story about needing to talk to me. It was another to get her mother involved. I was pleasant on the phone. After all, it wasn’t April’s mother who had shattered my heart and left me sleeping on my best friend’s couch. She asked if I was refusing her daughter’s calls. I was honest and told her I was, but if it was something important, I would call her right away.

I unblocked April’s number and called somewhat begrudgingly. She answered on the first ring and seemed almost overjoyed to hear from me.

“Hey!” she greeted with a cheery tone. “I’ve been trying to reach you. I have something important that belongs to you.”

She was trying hard to maintain the act. I decided for a moment I’d play along.

“Yeah, that was what your mother was saying. What is it?” I asked in a blunt tone.

“That’s all I get for a greeting?” she asked, sounding disappointed. I could see her in my mind pouting and the thought heated at me.

“April, you don’t have my birth certificate. You don’t have anything of mine that’s even the least bit important. What do you want?” I thought I could play along, but I wasn’t in a space to have patience for head games.

“Are you dating again?” she asked sheepishly. I sighed hard before answering.

“Not that it’s any of your business,” I began, “I’m talking to a few people. Haven’t been on any dates, but I’ve had some conversations.” I was met with silence on the other end. “I know you already saw my dating profile, April. Why are you asking? What do you want?” There was an audible deep breath before she spoke again.

“I want to see you.” she said.

“Why?” I demanded. “Over the summer you told me to my face you hoped if you ever saw me again it was after I died a horrible death. Why the fuck do you want to see me?”

The conversation turned tense at that point. We both hurled a few barbs back and forth towards each other before I backed down. I wasn’t in the mood to argue. I thought I was far removed from this drama. We finally got to a point where I agreed to meet her for lunch at her new place later that week. If nothing else, I would at least be able to tell her face to face I wanted nothing to do with her anymore.

Later that night, April added me on Snapchat with a new account she created. By that point I was starting to understand what her underlying motives were. As much as I wanted nothing to do with her, I was on an almost four-month dry spell. It only took moments for two Snapchat messages to pop up. I opened the first chat message, half-expecting this whole thing to turn out to be some fucked up prank on her part.

I TOLD YOU I HAD SOMETHING THAT BELONGED TO YOU.

Without hesitating, I opened the photo. It would either be something dirty as hell, or my ex would get one over on me.

The photo was a selfie of April leaning over her dresser towards the mirror attached to the back. She was looking up towards the camera away from the mirror with serious “fuck me” eyes. She had her makeup done up to look like a porn star. Her gorgeous DD tits spilled over the cups of a slutty bra that was too small. The camera angle gave me an amazing view of her cleavage. The reflection from the mirror gave a full view of her tits. She left a very direct text overlay.

I’M YOURS, BABY. COME FUCK ME.

I screen-capped the message as fast as I could. Another chat message followed.

I GUESS YOU ENJOYED THAT?

My guard was down. I replied in kind.

I LOVED IT.

I went into my photo album and looked over the photo again. As much as April made me miserable, she was fucking gorgeous in a dirty way. I caught myself, caught my breath, and sent another message.

IF WE DO THIS, IT DOESN’T MEAN WE’RE BACK TOGETHER. WE CLEAR?

Her next reply took a minute, as if she took time to think it over. The wait felt eternal even though it was only two minutes.

OK, BUT I PLAN ON TORTURING YOU FOR THE NEXT TWO DAYS. GOOD NIGHT, DADDY.

She made good on her words. I was getting near hourly messages for the next two days. April would be in different lingerie, asking how it looked, telling me all the things she wanted to do. One picture was her licking her nipple. Another was a topless hand bra shot. She was driving me nuts, and I was loving it. It felt like there were no restrictions. We could both say or do whatever we wanted. I still hated her, but in that moment, I wanted her more than I hated her.

The morning April and I were meeting up, I woke up to a message with the address of her new apartment. I punched it into my phone and found it was only about 20 minutes away. I sent her a quick message to let her know when I’d be over.
Her reply came quick.

I’LL BE WAITING WITH A SURPRISE FOR YOU.

I started thinking with my head instead of my dick for a minute and sent a reminder.

WE’RE NOT TOGETHER. I’M NOT WITH YOU.

I got back a close-up photo of her tits squeezed together. I took it as at least an acknowledgement and jumped in the car.

I pulled up to the complex shaking in both anticipation and nervousness. April’s apartment was on the second floor. To enter you had to go in the main door and then up a flight of stairs to her door. She told me she was leaving the main door ajar so I could get in easier. As I walked up the steps to her door, I took a deep breath. There was no turning back now.

I knocked gently. I could hear almost frantic footsteps on the other side. Then I heard the lock chain come undone and the deadbolt unlock. I watched the doorknob turn as the door swung open. What I saw made my jaw drop.

***Part II: The Sex***

April stood inside the doorway. She had her hair done recently, and it looked amazing. Her makeup was the same way as it had been in her Snaps from a few nights prior. She was wearing a blue-gray satin bra and thong set from Victoria’s Secret. Each bra cup had jeweled embellishments that created a firework pattern. The front of the thong had a matching one as well. Over it she wore what I could only describe as a stripper outfit. A bright blue metallic triangle bikini top and miniskirt covering the top half of her ass. Completing the look was a pair of strapped silver high heels.

I stood for a moment taking in the view of the absolute dime in front of me. Almost everything I hated about her fell away in that moment. A devilish smile crossed April’s face.

“I told you I had a surprise for you. You like it?” she asked, twirling around so the miniskirt lifted up and showed off her perfect ass. She giggled as she spun back to me. “Don’t be shy. You can come in, you know.”

I stepped inside, hypnotized by her ass bouncing as she walked further into the apartment. I closed and locked the door behind me. April turned back to me and leaned over enough to show off her ample cleavage.

“So, what would you like for lunch?” she cooed. I snapped out of my trance long enough out how to speak again.

“You aren’t exactly dressed for lunch.” I observed.

“You don’t think so?” April replied with a sly smile. I had seen that smile before when we were together. She was more than in the mood.

“Don’t forget what I’ve said about us.” I warned.

“I know, I know. We’re not together. That’s fine. I don’t want to be. That’s not why you’re here.” she retorted. “Now come pick out what you want for lunch when we’re done.”

“When we’re done with what?” I questioned as I followed her into the cramped kitchen. She pretended to drop something and bent over giving me a full view of her ass. I could see she was already dripping wet. Feeling a bit more relaxed, I walked up behind her and gently thrusted my hips into her. She let out a small gasp and stood up.

“Oh, you know exactly what I’m talking about.” she quipped, returning the thrust in kind and grinding against me. “Fuck.” she moaned. “You’re so big.” Her hand reached back and began rubbing my crotch. I let myself go and brought my arms up around her and squeezed her tits. I kissed her neck and licked my way up to her ear, nibbling her earlobe. I felt her shudder with pleasure in my arms. I explored her with my hands, running my fingers across her stomach and down towards her pussy.

April turned to face me. Her vibrant green eyes met mine and we began kissing. It felt so wrong and so right all at once. She tasted better than I remembered. I reached down and slapped her ass with a bit of force. Thoughts of lunch could wait awhile.

“I want you. Now.” I told her.

“Then take me, Daddy.” she replied. “I’m yours. I’m your personal little whore to do whatever you want with.” Those words were all I needed. I gave her ass another good slap.

“Get on your knees.” I ordered. April obliged without question. She dropped to her knees, looking up at me with ravenous hunger in her eyes. I reached down to begin undoing my jeans when she stopped me.

“Let me.” she whispered. I smiled and allowed her to undo my jeans enough to have room to work with. Her eyes lit up at the sight of my package in a pair of white satin briefs she bought for me before we split up.

“You wanted this as much as I did.” she said. I moaned in agreement as she began teasing my cock through the fabric with her tongue. She trailed it up and down before stopping at the head to enjoy the precum soaking me. She lapped up as much as she could and slowly pulled back, stringing it out. She didn’t break her gaze for a second.

“You dirty little slut.” I said. “You like that?”

“I love it, Daddy.” she replied before returning to my cock. She continued licking up and down, rubbing her face on it, breathing heavily as if she were desperate for it. She looked up at me with pleading eyes. I knew what she wanted.
“Let’s go to the other room.” I said.
“Thank God,” she laughed as I helped her up. “My knees were starting to hurt.”

April led me by the hand to her couch. The same couch that had been ours when we lived together. She had me sit down in the same place I used to and handed me the television remote.

“Why don’t you sit back and relax? I’ll take care of the rest.” she giggled as she got down on the floor in front of me. I helped her by getting my shoes off as she worked my jeans down around my ankles. “Put on whatever you want.”

I turned on the TV, going along with her fun as she returned to teasing my cock. Finally she pulled it out from one side of my briefs and took it down her throat with almost no difficulty. She started bobbing up and down slow at first, then faster as she got used to it. Soon the sounds of ESPN were be drowned out by April’s slurping and sucking sounds. The girl was going to town on me like she had something to prove. Every inhibition I had was gone.

April continued slobbering all over my cock for a few minutes. Every now and then she stopped to drool all over it or jerk me off while resting her mouth.

“You taste so fucking good, Daddy. I missed this so much. I needed this.” she moaned. I watched her work my cock with one hand and her mouth while her other hand went under her skirt and thong. Her sucking became more forceful. Her moaning became more frantic. I grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and throatfucked her as hard as I could. She moaned in approval like a kid with candy as she feverishly rubbed her clit. She only stopped to catch her breath after tapping on my thigh to let me know she needed a break.

April let my throbbing cock fall from her pretty little mouth. It was thoroughly soaked in her spit by this point. She got up off the floor and straddled my lap for a second before pushing me down longways onto the couch. Without skipping a beat she started grinding into me. As a tease, she pulled her massive tits out one at a time and leaned over my face. It was as if she wanted to see how long I could last before diving into them. She laughed between excited moans.

April used to tell me when we were together how I was into the ‘little blonde whore’ look. I’d protest, but secretly it turned me on. Now here she was expertly playing the part. She started talking in the most valley girl tone imaginable. “Yeah?” She ground down on me harder and asked again with even more emphasis. “Yeah? You like these big fucking titties?”

I couldn’t stand it anymore. I pulled April down to me and took one of her nipples in my mouth. I could tell she was feeling it because she grabbed the back of my head and started to smother me. I cupped her tits together with my hands and started licking back and forth across her nipples. After a few minutes she stuffed my face between her perfect rack and rocked from side to side. It was pure heaven.

Suddenly she pulled away, crawling back down towards my now sticky, throbbing cock. I watched in awe as she mustered up all the spit she could and drooled all over it. She then positioned my cock between her tits and squeezed together. She looked up at me and begged.

“Tittyfuck me, Daddy,” she said. “Please?” I began thrusting up into her, increasing speed as I went along. April tilted her head down and stick her tongue out as far as possible, licking the head when it got near enough.

“Spit on it.” I ordered, and my slut was more than happy to oblige. She slathered the combination of spit and precum all over her tits. I grabbed her by the arms and pulled her up to me.

“Now it’s your turn.” I murmured as I got her to position her beautiful pussy right over my face. I pulled her soaking wet thong aside and dove in with reckless abandon. She tasted incredible. Somehow it was better than I ever remembered. April’s moans turned to screams and she shook over top of me.

“Yes! Yes! Fuck! Ohhhhh yes!” she screamed. My hands were all over her as I ate her out. Once groping her swollen tits and the other squeezing that beautiful bubbly ass. As I jammed my tongue further and further into her box, she reached back to jerk me off at the same time.

Before long, April released my head from between her thighs as she repositioned herself over me in a 69. It was a very short release, and I had just enough time to catch my breath before I was licking away at her clit again. She throated my rod faster and faster, trying to match the pace of my tongue in her. Suddenly I felt her pushing towards me and whimpering with my cock in her mouth. She was going to come.

I wrapped my arms around her hips and pulled her in as tight as possible. It was only moments before she orgasmed, screaming and collapsing in a heap on top of me. I could feel her panting, her head on my thigh and my cock inches from her face.

“Fuck me now. Please fuck me.” she begged.

April stood up, reaching around to untie the bikini top.

“Don’t,” I told her. “You look so fucking sexy. Leave it on.” I bent her over the end of the couch. Her ass looked incredible. I slipped her thong to the side again.

“Yeah, Daddy? You gonna punish your little slut?” she asked, channeling her inner valley girl again. I responded my sliding myself into her as far as I could. She gasped in shock as I started to pump away, steadying myself with one foot on the floor.

April moaned and screamed over and over again as I fucked her senseless. She squealed with delight, grabbing her exposed toys with one hand and saying some of the dirtiest things I had ever heard. I slowed my pace, trying to make myself last longer.

“Don’t stop, baby. Keep fucking me. Please don’t stop.” she begged. I pulled out. My cock was soaked. She whimpered in disappointment, then turned to face me.

In what seemed like one smooth motion, April shoved me down onto my back and started riding me. My dick could barely stand it as I looked into her eyes and groped her rack with reckless abandon. She reached down and grabbed my shoulders, increasing her pace. She was about to come.

“Oooooooh fuck!” she screamed as her whole body shuddered and shook. I could feel her juices all over me. My little slut looked down at me in a daze.

“Did you-“ she began.

“No, that was you.” I replied as I pulled her down close to me. We kissed, and I shifted so we were spooning on the couch. I gave April a few seconds to catch her breath before I slid myself into her again from behind, wrapping one hand around her neck and the other twisting her nipples.

April squealed with ecstasy as I fucked her as hard as I could. In between moaning and screaming, she said the dirtiest things imaginable. It was getting more and more difficult for me to hold back. April could sense that and took full advantage. She started grinding into my clock and writhing back and forth, driving me to the edge.

“Are you going to come for me?” she whispered.

“Yeah.” I grunted between thrusts.

April got up from the couch and down on her knees in front of me. I sat up in front of her as she squeezed her tits together with one arm and started jerking me off with the other. She looked up at me with her sexy little ‘fuck me’ eyes and started encouraging me.

“Come for me, Daddy. Please come for me. Give it to me.”

After everything else that had gone on, those words were all I needed. I shot a huge load all over her gorgeous rack. April squirmed and squealed in approval, milking my cock for every last drop. As I finished, she looked down to admire the mess we made of her. She rubbed some of my load into her nipples and then licked what was on her fingers off. All I could do was watch her, completely spent.

April stood up and excused herself to go clean up. I thought that meant she was going to get changed. It turned out she wiped off her chest, adjusted her slutty outfit to cover up again, then came back out for lunch. She could see the surprise on my face.

“What?” she asked. “This is how dirty little sluts dress.”

She spun around to show off again, then turned to face me and leaned in.

“And I’m going to be your slut for as long as you want.”

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