Seducing my friend into my Owner [FM] (23) Part 1

Sorry if this is really long and scattered – this post is sorta like my break up diary entry, self therapy I guess.

Anything you may wanna get off too is later in the story if you just wanna skip me as a person and read about my cunt.

Once again, really long

Now I’m no stranger to sex, I’m borderline addicted to being used and abused as sex and adrenaline are quite literally the only things that get me feeling alive. With that – we begin.

To start off with I’m a nursing student who hasn’t used her degree for anything more then bandaid duty for the girls. I’m 5’5 with somewhat light brown hair that hits right above my shoulder blades, but I typically rock a high pony. I’m fairly content with my 38C’s cause the perky bounce on em makes my nipples stand right at attention. I’ve gotten back into volleyball so I’m slowly but painfully regaining my trim and tight frame, but I am pretty small. I’m not gonna lie to you, I’m not modest about being attractive – I get a little hot n bothered every time I see myself, which is likely why I’ve been passed around like a bong for half my life.

My First Blow Gang Bang!!! [Group]

The slutventures Return!!!

It started with me splitting with my ex. To celebrate my freedom I decided that I should really hit the scene with a massive bang!

So, sitting in my apartment smoking weed with my girlfriends I had the idea to go out and get fucked by some random dudes out in the bars. One of my girlfriends Bf’s, let’s call him Adam, was at a club with some of his friends so we decided to meet them at the club. We hoped in an Uber and off we went to one of the more risky clubs out there.

My girlfriend and I (let’s call her Caitlin) got there and met up with Adam and his friends, we chatted for a bit and I hit it off with one of his friends, he offered to dance and I thought what the hell, why not. We danced casually for a bit before I was full on grinding my body into him. As we kept dancing I felt more and more sure about my choice so I started really getting on him. After a while longer he shot me THE guy look and eyed the bathroom.

Chapter 2 of the Slutventures [F]21, Frat Fuck Fest

Chapter 2 of the slutventures took a whole hell of a lot of time but it’s finally here. For those who don’t know, I’m a 21[F] med student on a quest to become the greatest slut the worlds ever seen. Yes, these stories are real, details are on my profile if you’re curious.

A dream of mine has always been to be used like an object and nothing else, so I made my dreams a reality yesterday!!!

About a week ago I told a guy friend about some of my fetishes, and how a spit roast glory hole is at the top of my list. In response he told me that if I were interested he could set that up. Without hesitation I asked him how!

My friend, let’s call him James, said that some of his frat boy friends would definitely be down. Which gave me probably the best idea I’ve ever had, glory hole in the frat house. He asked his friends and discretely we whipped up an arrangement a few days later.

From 12 to 12, I would be completely naked, in the back room, servicing a glory hole. We ironed it out and I agreed without a second thought.

Chapter 1 of the slut adventures [F]21

Chapter 1 of the slutventures is ready, fair warning, it’s a long one. For those who don’t know, I’m a 21[F] med student on a quest to become the greatest slut the worlds ever seen. Details are on my profile if you’re curious.

So I went out to a bar last night, this will begin to be obvious as my adventures continue but I was out with the express goal of sex of any kind.

So I got to the bar, and as always ordered a drink with half the boys slowly shifting closer to me at the bar. I ordered and was chatting with the bartender. He was one of a couple but he was responsible for my side of the bar. We talked for a bit and I learned the basic details, that he’s 55 and married with two kids just getting into university, who are a little younger than me apparently. He was more than pleasant with me and was chatting with me whenever he wasn’t serving other peeps.

Experience’s of a 21 [F]uck doll

Because my last post received so much love (thank you so much btw!!!) I thought I’d share with you a few major highlights from the year, as well as answer a few questions I’ve gotten a lot.

For this post to make sense, you may wanna check my first story.

Anyway, to answer some questions off the bat. Unfortunately no, they never took me at the same time, strangely enough they were rather neat and organized amongst themselves on who’s turn it was to use me, and they alternated fairly consistently.

I got used around twice to three times a day just in general, but that number sometimes was significantly higher.

I also no longer live there, I moved out around a month ago because it no longer made sense for school nor work.

My favorite and most sensitive part of my body is my nipples, they’re almost always alive and a simple twist is like the ignition of a car. One twist and you’ve got me on all fours.

How I Became the House [F]uck doll (21)

(First time telling this story, sorry if it’s slightly long)

This year hasn’t been great for anyone really, you just gotta work with what you’ve got. With that in mind, I used the minimal amount of resources I had to not become homeless.

To start off with, because it’s so very important, I’m 5’4, wavy light brown hair that ends around the bottom of my shoulder blades, modest 38C’s, and I played volleyball most my life so I’m trim. I also pretty much only wear my hair in a high pony (which doesn’t really matter). I hate describing myself but it feels like it was relevant.

Anyway, my first few years of university were what you’d expect, passed classes, went out when I wasn’t dying from work overload, and a few boyfriends spattered here and there. After my first year I moved out of residence into an apartment with my roommate, three of her guy friends and one of my girlfriends. Eventually after about another year my original roommate moved to a different city. Not long after my girlfriend got a cheaper place for herself. As any girl could tell you, being in an apartment with three guys can be intimidating from time to time. So I decided to find a place of my own. I took a job at a cupcake bakery to help pay rent and I looked for new places to live.