I [F]uck two guys in one night, I guess I’m insatiable

**First Act**

I moved my hips to brush my ass against the front of his pants, feeling the heat of his breath against my bare neck. His hand encircled my bony waist as we lay quietly on the mattress. We could hear the music thumping outside the door.

“Careful,” I teased him, “You’re turning me on.” He resumed nibbling at my ear as his fingers went exploring.

“It is my birthday,” he purred into my hair.

“And what’s a birthday without a blowjob?” I completed the idea.
“When?”

“When you say ‘now.'”

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He pressed me firmly against him, letting me feel how ready he was. His fingers went crawling across my skin to find the tops of my panties, diving beneath them to find my wet lips inviting him in. I spread my legs. My partner already knew how to please me, pumping his fingers in expertly and making me shiver with pleasure. “Now” he growled, and I was primed to obey.

Another Confession of a Little Slut

I wouldn't say the night started out innocently. Through my black lace top, my light pink bra was clearly visible. It was a given, too, that underneath my skirt, I was wearing a matching pink thong. But aside from that, I hadn't any particular plans to be a slut that night. Some new friends had invited me over for pizza and a reading of the manifesto for the activism we were going to participate in the next day. I was debating going, or just eating noodles in bed and reading a book, but when the two guys from the group (Franco and Marco) offered to pass by my house and pick me up so that I wouldn't have to travel alone at night, my mind was made up to go and have a good time.

I checked my facebook. They had never been to my house before and I was worried they wouldn't know how to get here. Exactly as I supposed, they had taken the wrong bus. I typed in the directions in the chat window and seeing as they'd arrive within 20 minutes, I checked who else was online. Alejandro sent me a message, "How'd it go the other day at the refuge?" I was excited to talk to him; he had added me after I published a very passionately written piece to an activist group and aside from having very similar values as me, he had a couple of shirtless beach photos that I enjoyed looking at.

Confessions of a Little Slut (22, F).

It was late on friday and my mind was occupied with my evening routine: washing off my makeup, moisturizing my face and body, combing throughy my hair… I grabbed the water bottle from off my rabbits cage, noting it was empty, and made to fill it up in the shared kitchen downstairs before I shut myself in my room for the night. My room is on the mezzanine level creating a landing that looks directly down to the living room. As I closed my door behind me, I only half noted my 17 year old roommate Gustavo on the couch below. I knew he was checking me out; from where he was sitting, he could see the hint of my ass cheeks peeking out from under my little purple shorts. I didn't really take it as a matter of flattery: I'm 22, petite, and I work out. I've come to expect that most men that I meet will have a biological urge to fuck me, whether they consider me attractive or not. I guess I help it along a bit with my long, lilac-coloured hair and my cute matching outfits, I can't help it if I'm a little naughty!