[fm] slut diary 2 – pick up

I was just walking down to the store about a couple miles from my house. It was a hot day, so I was wearing as little as I could get away with. A guy in a pick up truck slowed down as he passed me and asked if I needed a ride. I told him I was just heading to the store, and he said hop in, so I did. He was cute, it was a nice truck, and it was hot as hell out.

The AC hit me like a wall of cold air, and my nipples said hello! He was staring and we weren’t moving.

“You like what you see?” I said.

“I’d like to get a better look,” he said.

So I pulled my tee up to let him see. He was already showing a little tent in his jeans, and I was looking at it. Neither of us noticed the car coming up behind us until it blew past us, honking the horn. We both jumped, and he started rolling down the road.

[fmm] slut diary 1 – graduation

It started off pretty simple, a graduation party at my best friend’s house. Her parents were out of town, and I had just broken up with the only guy I’d ever been with and I was feeling pretty low, so I wanted to get a little wild. There was the usual hassle trying to get booze but finally we ended up with a big can full of jungle juice, and that’s when things started getting good.

I was talking to this guy Chris that I went to school with and his cousin Harris who was just in town for the graduation. I was working on my 4th cup of juice, and needless to say, I was shitfaced. The guys weren’t much better, and then Chris asked if we wanted to get high. So we headed off into the woods where nobody would see, and we smoked a little, and we chatted a bit, and sipped on our drinks, and sooner or later the conversation turned to sex.

They were bragging about how many chicks they had scored with, and I was thinking how much it sucked that I had only been with one guy, and then I guess I said so, and Harris laughed and said the only thing standing between me and doubling my score was Chris.