AN:
To preface, we like to fantasize about me being an all around cumslut. I left one morning, leaving traces of my perfume and he couldn’t help but write this short story masterpiece. It still turns me on when I read it. Please enjoy what gets me wet.
Written in 2nd person pov.
Story:
Do you know you probably could have been the neighborhood blow job slut? You were that good. Just imagine being such a cum dumpster back in school. Just imagine, some boy you don’t even know just has a boner that won’t go away. He notices you staring at it, hungering for the sweet taste of dick taking residence between those supple red lips of yours. He knows who you are, asks you to meet him in the bathroom. “I got five dollars, meet me here.” You are enticed and decide why the fuck not.
Class is over and you head to the bathroom he set up to meet you at. You make it inside and see him waving you into the stall. “You ready?” He asks. You nod in anticipation.