The Easy Fuckslut by NiteWriter This is a story about my first meeting with Nicolle. After being online friends for months we finally met. Nicolle shows me that all the dirty things that she told me she loves to do are really true. And I don't even have to ask. She's that easy. * * * * Nicolle walked into the room. She was a sight to behold, just as I...
Introduction: A bit of my sexual history and the story of how I met my girl. Meeting and captivating my porn star crush. I was a camera man on a porno shoot and this is how I met my porn whore fuck buddy. It's a nasty tale of debauchery and subjugation of her pleasure into performing at my whim. The porno was fairly standard as it was a 3 guy 1 girl a...
Crusty, stinky and sore- Mitzi entered her house. Her throat was irritated and she wasn't sure if it had to do with all the long thick dicks she had been sucking or if it was an infection. She remembered how sweaty and feverish Ace was when they had 'done it' and he had been with many skanky women. She bit her lip coming into the foyer, "how could you be suc...
As erotic as it might be to have one's wife be a whore who you can dress and display as you wish and have returned to you totally used, there are drawbacks. First, as a real whore, she was often called to service clients when I or Bill preferred to use her ourselves. From time to time we'd make her unavailable so she could satisfy us, but I felt obligated to...
The door opened and her head peeked in. "Professor? You wanted to see me?" He looked up from his desk and nodded, watching her walk into his office. Dressed as usual in a short skirt and a button-down shirt with too many buttons unfastened, she always exuded an air of promiscuity. Sitting down in the chair facing his desk, she didn't bother crossing her l...
I was in the kitchen cleaning up when you got home from work. I heard you come through the front door, and I tried hard to stay focused on the task at hand and pretend as though I hadn't been waiting for you to come home all day. It was a blatant lie, of course, and my clothing fairly well advertised the fact. After all, who cleans kitchens in flirty, ruffly...
I head downstairs, that sex driven confidence evaporating as the post cum afterglow recedes. To be replaced by that sickening shame. Every time. Every fucking time! I tell myself I will stand up to him. That I am not going to be humiliated like this. And fucking Sonya! She promised she would stand by me. That she wouldn't just roll over and let him fuck her....
It had been four years since Bill left the neighborhood and it fell largely to me to keep the wife active as a slut and in the D/s lifestyle she'd adopted. In what follows it should be appreciated that by this time I no longer cared who in the neighborhood knew she'd been Bill's slut, that Bill let other men fuck her and that she was still active as a slut....
My plan was to help Nicolle become sluttier. She desperately wants to be the filthiest whore ever. So I'm taking her to a convention at a local hotel where she's going to be the after hours entertainment. But before even meeting the men, she becomes an anal slut for the two black valet parking attendants. In this chapter Nicolle shows them how talented she c...
"Crawl, Slut!" She snapped her fingers and pointed to her pussy. I crawled naked across the floor on my hands and knees and buried my face into the thatch of tight black hair between her heavy thighs. "Ass up!" Her voice cut like a whip through the silence of this small, empty room; the space she saved to play with her sluts. I rested my weight on my elbo...