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 ï>¿From Exhibitionist to Slut by tiffany58 CopyrightÂ(C) 2023 by tiffany58

   Chapter 1: I Discover My Exhibitionist Nature

   My name is Andrea.  My friends used to call me Andi although most people
just know me as The Slut nowadays.  As I write this, I am naked as always,
with cum drying on my face, hair, and breasts.  I can feel more cum still
leaking from my vagina and anus.

   I need to tell my story so I understand how low I have sunk and more
importantly how I got here.  So here is my tale of how an (almost) innocent
teenager became a willing slave to the desires of many.

   Let me start by telling you a bit about myself as I was when my story
started.  From now on the way I looked and behaved would be critical to how
my life was going to take a huge turn for the worse.

   That summer I was only just 18.  I am 1.60cm tall (5ft 3in) and weigh
about 55kilos (that is 8.5 stone or 120 pounds) so petite at best.  I have
shoulder length natural blonde hair that I usually wear in a pony tail.  I
am slim and pretty if I say so myself.  My body size is 32-24-34.  I have
small but very firm breasts, a natural 32B, with very prominent nipples
that my then boyfriend had once called perky!  My stomach is flat and runs
down to my mons where I have a long deep cleft with large fleshy labia and
a visible clitoris.  My ass is firm but slim and has cheeks that are easily
separated to reveal my anus.  I was still a virgin then although not really
that innocent.

   Let me start by telling you my sexual experience up to the point where
my story really begins.

   I had been masturbating since I was just 14, after girls at school told
me how good it was  -" and I spent hours just playing with my pussy and
clitoris finding out what worked best to reach a quick or slow climax. 
Since then, I had masturbated regularly and could bring myself off very
quickly if I wanted to, although normally I liked it long and slow, coming
to a very satisfying orgasm.  At that time, I had breasts that were growing
but not fully formed (I had just gone into an AA bra) but I already had
very prominent nipples that I was quite proud of.

   Also, at 14, I had my first, and, so far, only boyfriend, Robbie.  He
was two years older than me and already 16.  I very quickly let him fondle
my breasts as I found I enjoyed having them pressed, rubbed and squeezed. I
would not let him go anywhere below that however  -" I was not that kind of
girl!  However, I did let him slide his hand under my top and onto my small
bra so that we could both enjoy it more.

   A few months into our relationship, we were sitting on our favourite
park bench in a secluded corner of the park near our school.  I had my head
on his shoulder and he had his arm round me and his hand down inside my
school shirt, inside my bra,, fondling my breast.  After a while he said 
-œMy balls are aching I need you to help me. -  -œWhat do you mean? - I
innocently asked.  He did not reply but just pulled the zip down on his
trousers and then told me to get him out and rub it for him to ease the
ache.

   So, for the first time, I slipped my hand into his boxers and felt his
hard cock, which I pulled out and looked at with amazement.  It was long
and hard and straight and unlike anything I had ever seen or touched
before. He then told me to rub it up and down which I did, and was
surprised when it seemed to get even harder.  I had my head on his chest by
now looking down at this thing in my hand and saw the eye at the top
looking straight back at me.

   I did not know then but a 16-year-old boy does not last very long the
first time.  So, when he suddenly went rigid in his body and arched his
hips off the seat, I was not expecting anything more, thinking he was just
stretching.  Suddenly I felt his cock go even harder in my hand and without
warning he shot out a great glob of white stuff that hit me right in the
face next to my nose!   -œDon -(TM)t stop - he gasped, so I kept pumping 
-" the second squirt landed on his stomach and the third on his trousers.
After that I just held him as more and more of his cream oozed from his
cock, all over my small novice hand.

   Eventually he kissed me deeply and wiped his cum, as he called it, off
my face.  Then he laughed and said  -œI need to call you Handy Andy in
future -  -" which he did for a long time afterwards.  However, I was
mortified when two days later three of his friends passed me in the
corridor at school and all started singing Handy Andy at me in loud voices.

   In tears, with my own two best friends at lunchtime, they told me that
he had told his mates the very next day and they had told their friends, so
by now it was all round the school that I had wanked him off and had his
cum in my face.  I was shocked, but felt a bit happier later that day, when
a couple of girls who were more experienced than me congratulated me and
said they had never done that.  Embarrassed but proud I felt better by the
time I went home.

   After some persuasion I let him off and he swore never to talk about me
to his friends again.  So that is where we were when I reached my 15th
Birthday.  Which is when I let Robbie finger fuck me for the first time, in
a bus shelter near my house, on our way back from the cinema.  At the
cinema we had kissed and cuddled and he had groped my breasts for most of
the film, and I had rubbed the bulge in his jeans.  As I said, I had let
him play with my nipples and breasts almost from our first date as I loved
having my nipples squeezed and pulled, and even sucked and bitten.  By now
my breasts had grown and I was in a 30B cup bra, but my nipples were just
as prominent as ever.  I had also regularly helped him to cum by taking his
cock in my hand and wanking him enthusiastically whenever he asked me to. I
had also let him progress to rubbing my pussy through my little cotton
panties.

   However, that night, our fumbling in the shelter, was just that - a
quick hand under my skirt, pushing my panties to one side and a finger or
two stuffed into my wet pussy, the first time I had let him do anything
other than rub my pussy through my panties.  However, the bus suddenly
arrived and several people got off.  So, we hurriedly moved on.  It was not
satisfying for either of us.

   A few days later, when his parents were out, we were on his sofa kissing
and cuddling again.  But this time he could push my t-shirt up and after a
few giggles managed to undo my bra, pushing that up with my t-shirt.  He
instantly fell on my nipples and began to suck and nibble them with real
gusto.  I helped by pushing my small breasts up so he could get as much in
his mouth as he could.  All this attention to my sensitive nipples made me
so excited that my pussy was soaking almost immediately and I desperately
wanted him to play with it.

   He soon realised that my legs had fallen apart and he moved his
attentions to my soggy panties, pushing the leg to the side and with no
foreplay immediately shoved two fingers deep into my virgin pussy.  For the
next 30 minutes or so I tried to teach him how to please me and to do it
nicely, to play with my clit and do all the things I enjoyed when playing
with myself.  He gradually understood what I wanted.

   Then he slipped to his knees in between my spread thighs and, pulling my
panties out of the way dropped his mouth onto my soaking wet pussy and
erect clitoris.  This was the first time I had ever had a mouth and tongue
exploring that innocent and secret place  -" I instantly loved it!  With
his face buried in my skimpy bush he began to lick and suck, doing with his
tongue what I had just shown him to do with his fingers.  He was much
better with his tongue!

   I loved it and began to moan and grip his head, pushing his face into my
bush and his tongue deeper into my fleshy cleft.  I could feel the tension
rising in my stomach and loins and knew I was about to cum for the first
time at somebody else -(TM)s hands - and mouth.  Suddenly I just exploded
and came with a loud scream, with huge jerks of hips and belly, as spasm
after spasm tore through my body.  I think I scared him with my scream!

   At that moment, if he had tried to fuck me, I would have welcomed him
with open arms and pussy, but before that I wanted to return the wonderful
favour he had just done me.  So, I pushed him back on the floor, knelt over
his legs with my knees either side of him, and opened his jeans, letting
out the most beautiful ramrod straight cock.  I had seen and touched it
before obviously so knew it was lovely to look at but I had never done what
I was about to do now.

   Taking that young manhood in my fist I began to stroke him.  Suddenly a
small drop of pre-cum oozed from the tip of his cock.  So, without thinking
or hesitating, I lowered my tongue onto the head and began to lick that
moist droplet.  The taste was divine!  Slowly I started to lick up and down
and then took it into my willing mouth, sucking in more with each bob of my
head till eventually the whole thing was deep in my mouth and I was gagging
as he moved his hips with me.

   Not surprisingly he did not last long but, still much to my surprise, he
grabbed my head, thrust his cock deep into my mouth once more, and with
that I felt his huge ejaculation in my mouth and throat.  I resisted the
urge to swallow and held it all in my mouth until he had finished cumming.

   Then I sat up, smiled at him, opened my mouth wide and pushed my tongue
out for him to see.  It was coated in thick white cum and some began to
trickle out of the corner of my lips on to my chin.  He grabbed my tits and
pulled hard on them hoping to pull me down into a lustful embrace.

   But at that point, we suddenly heard a car and then voices  -" his
parents were back!  I hurriedly pulled my bra and T-shirt down, swallowed
as much cum as I could and wiped my hand across my mouth to clear the
dribbles.  My bra was not done up so I kept my arms crossed in front of me.
He zipped his jeans and stood there red faced and looking guilty.  I
equally guiltily soon made my excuses and left.

   I walked home with my bra still undone and my panties very wet indeed.
Like all teenage girls I had learned to take a bra off without removing my
top so I stopped behind a parked car and rapidly removed mine.  As I walked
home clutching my bra in my hand, I felt a tingle of excitement as I passed
total strangers, knowing they could see my erect nipples through my thin
t-shirt.  Little did I realise that that was my first dip into my latent
exhibitionism that was to become so critical in the coming years.

   Back in my bedroom my pussy wanted more than just his fingers in it and
my mouth was still savouring the taste and feel of his cum.  That night, as
I masturbated for half the night, I decided the next time we were alone I
would let him be the one to deflower me.

   But two days later I discovered from two girl friends that he had been
cheating on me, and worse still it was the school slut  -" a girl with a
shaved pussy which she told everyone she did because boys liked it.  When I
confronted him, he said it was because she would fuck and I would not!  So,
rather than give him my virginity, I dumped him  -" his loss I told him!

   After that I decided that I did not need boys and that I would wait
until I met the man, a real man, who deserved my virginity.  However, I
also realised that I enjoyed the thrill of walking around bra-less in thin
shirts and T-shirts that showed my hard nipples to anyone who looked.  I
also realised that it was mature men that I enjoyed looking at my juvenile
breasts, not teenage boys.  And by mature I meant men in their 40s, 50s and
even older.

   So, from the age of 15, I began to explore my exhibitionist nature, but
nothing more blatant than being bra-less in public.  I also just enjoyed
the company of my girlfriends and felt no need to date boys any more.  So
the calls of Handy Andy soon faded as I was just considered frigid and
boring.

   However, they did not know about my secret fantasies.  Every time I saw
a mature man staring at my nipples, I lingered a little longer in his view
and a couple of times even smiled at the man.  That night I would
masturbate to dreams of what that old man would be doing to my innocent
naked body if he had a chance.  My orgasms were lovely!

   Anyway, now you know all you need to know about me up to that eventful
summer and I can get on with my story.

   Like I said, I was just 18 years old when it all began.  I was going to
go to university in the autumn and was looking forward to a lazy summer
after finishing school.  Luckily for me, my aunt lived in the city where my
university is and had offered me a place to live.  When she announced that
she was going away for three months to see old friends in Australia, it
seemed a natural next step for her to ask me to move in to her house
earlier than planned to look after it.  I was delighted  -" no parents,
lots of independence and a chance to have that lazy summer with nobody
telling me what to do.

   So, I moved into her small bungalow on the edge of town in a row of
similar properties backing on to open countryside.  The garden had a small
terrace that I instantly discovered was a sun trap and better still
completely shielded from neighbours on either side.  My first morning there
I slipped on a small bikini and went outside to the single sun bed that my
aunt obviously used for the same purpose.

   After less than 30 minutes I had taken my bikini top off and was
enjoying the rising heat of the sun on my bare breasts.  After less than 15
minutes more, I had an urge to slip my bottoms off and stretch out naked on
the bed  -" something I had never done before.  I got an instant thrill
hearing neighbours on both sides in their gardens and knowing they could
not see my nakedness.  My hard nipples were erect and my virginal pussy was
very moist within minutes, as I began to play with my equally aroused
clitoris.  That was the second hint of my exhibitionist nature.

   Over the next few days I sunbathed naked practically all day, so that,
by the end of my first week, I had a perfect all-over tan.  I also started
living naked in the house, not touching my suitcase full of clothes at all,
and often standing by the window enjoying the thrill of perhaps being seen
by passing strangers.  I also realised that masturbating in the open air
was a lovely new sensation, especially knowing there were people just a few
yards away, which made keeping quiet during my orgasms even more difficult!

   I also realised that, being naked, I did not like my bush of pubic hair.
At home and at school I could never trim or shave down there as it just
would not be acceptable.  At school in the shower, I saw a couple of girls
had trimmed their pubes short and one girl had shaved completely  -" I
thought she looked gorgeous like that but everyone just called her a slut
as she only did it because she said boys liked it that way.  Of course, it
was her who fucked my ex-boyfriend, so obviously boys do like a shaved
pussy!

   Anyway, now I was free to do whatever I wanted and so on the second
morning of my naked sunbathing I took my scissors and clipped my pubes very
short all round my mons and vagina.  It looked so much better but I still
wanted to get rid of all the hair.  I usually use hair removal cream on my
legs rather than shave, but when I looked, I realised I had run out.  So
now it was time to go shopping for a few groceries and plenty of depilatory
cream

   My trip to the out-of-town superstore, about 15 minutes -(TM) walk away,
became my public debut as an exhibitionist, as I slipped on clothes for the
first time in nearly a week: a tiny lacy thong, a pair of tight, denim
shorts that revealed the bottom my ass cheeks, no bra and just a thin crop
top through which my prominent nipples were immediately obvious.  A pair of
sandals completed my wardrobe.  I looked sexy and felt even more so.

   I stepped out the front door and instantly felt excited and nervous, a
fact that my nipples made clear to anyone who looked.  But I made the
journey without rushing or panicking and by the time I got to the
supermarket I was happy and confident and just a little moist in my thong!

   As I crossed the carpark, I passed a large silver Mercedes with four
guys standing by it.  One was a huge black man and I stared at him through
the corner of my eye.  I guess they were all in their late 40s, so old men
to a young teen.  All four of them gave me a long look that took in my
little boobs and big nipples, my naked stomach and tight shorts, but they
very politely said good morning as I passed and returned to whatever they
were talking about.

   Inside the shop I went about my shopping, getting the depilatory cream
first before worrying about minor things like food.  As I moved around the
shop, I knew I was getting looks from men, and even some women, and my
moist thong was getting wetter by the minute.

   By the chiller cabinet my nipples got even harder from the cold and as I
turned away, I came face to face with two of the guys from the car  -" they
both smiled and the huge black one said  -œIt gets a bit cold here, doesn
-(TM)t it - as he pointedly stared at my nipples.  Brazenly I chuckled and
said  -œYes it does - then carried on with my shopping, feeling shocked at
how blatant I had been playing up to the men.

   I then walked home with my shopping, feeling my wet pussy rubbing on my
shorts and thong all the way.  Once in the door I just dumped everything on
the floor, ripped off my clothes as fast as I could and rushed outside to
my waiting sunbed.  I instantly shoved three fingers in my sopping wet
vagina and started to frig myself as fast as I could, all the time seeing
the big black guy staring at my nipples and his mate smiling at me.  I had
a violent and very rapid orgasm and then worried in case the neighbours had
heard my moans of delight.

   Over the next few days, I removed all my pubic hair and smoothed my legs
afresh, and made sure my newly bare pussy got as much sun as possible,
laying there with my legs wide apart and bent at the knees to let the rays
shine where they had never been before.  I also frigged myself almost
hourly, always thinking about the car full of old guys, especially the big
black giant, and fantasising about what they would do to me  -" little did
I know my fantasies were soon to become reality.

   Over the next two weeks, I went out most days for a walk, wearing as
little as possible.  I stopped wearing shorts and just wore skirts or
dresses, and simple spaghetti strap vests that hid almost nothing.  If I
bent over in a shop, people could see straight down the top to my breasts
and nipples, or up my skirt if behind me.  As soon as I realised that, I
also stopped wearing any undies, even my tiny thong.

   I knew more than one man had stood and watched as I bent over or leaned
forward and this gave me such a kick, knowing they had seen my teenage
breasts and pussy.  So, I began to make sure I kept my legs apart as I bent
over so they might glimpse my pussy.  I made a point of giving them a nice
smile when I stood up.  I also realised that I had to keep my legs straight
and to bend from the waist if I wanted to reveal as much as possible of my
ass and pussy.  My exhibitionist nature was becoming stronger by the day!

   I also saw my Mercedes guys most days I went out  -" often stripped down
to shorts and vests because of the summer heat, so I fantasised about them
even more.  They started saying hallo to me, and I gave them a big smile
and said Hi back or gave them a flirtatious wave  -" it was all just
innocent fun after all.  And certainly, like many other men, they had each
had the opportunity to see me flaunting my tits, ass and pussy around
various local shops.

   One morning I felt like a walk in a new direction, away from the
supermarket.  As it was warm, but also because I wanted to be as blatant as
possible with my clothing, I slipped on a simple flimsy summer dress with
very thin spaghetti straps, that reached just below my buttocks.  My trusty
slip-on sandals were the only other things I wore.  Leaving my key under a
stone by the door so I had nothing to carry, I went off exploring.

   Beyond our little row of bungalows there was small wood with a clear
path through it to a park on the other side of a lane.  I passed through
the woods and emerged on to the lane, then crossed over to the park.  I
felt the breeze on my legs and up round my ass and pussy as I strolled
around the small lake towards some shops and cafes on the other side.

   As I reached the park entrance the silver Mercedes pulled up in front of
me with just the huge black man behind the wheel.  He opened his window and
said  -œHi  -" nice to see you. - I was surprised, but pleasantly so, and
even more so when he asked  -œDo you fancy a lunchtime glass of wine?  Jump
in.  There is a nice pub with a garden just down the road. - I had never
been so excited or nervous as I opened the door and slipped into the plush
leather seat without saying anything to him other than giving him a smile
and nod of agreement.

   I suspected that something important was about to happen but could not
know just how immense it would be.

   Chapter 2: My Moments of Truth

   My giant black admirer had asked me to go for a drink, and I had
silently nodded my agreement and climbed into his car.

   As I sat there, I was very conscious that my tiny dress was already just
an inch or two below my very wet pussy and he was giving my thighs an
appreciative long look, but he said nothing more as we moved away.

   After about 10 minutes we turned into the carpark of a small country
pub. He parked under some trees, then jumped out to come and open the door
for me.  As I climbed out of the low bucket seat, I forgot all my mother
-(TM)s lessons about a lady keeping her knees together when getting out of
a car.  I swung one leg out and then the other, giving him the clearest
view he had ever had of my glistening smooth pussy, a sight two guys
walking to their car must have also shared with him.   -œThat -(TM)s a nice
sight - he said,  -œI usually only see that pussy when you bend over in
the shops! - I blushed profusely, and pointlessly tugged the front of my
dress down a fraction of an inch, which only succeeded in pulling my top
down to reveal more skinny cleavage.   -œDon -(TM)t worry - he said  -œyou
look delightful and I know you are an exhibitionist so just enjoy the
attention. - That was the first time anyone had called me out on my
exhibitionism.

   We went into the pub and I quickly realised that most of the men in
there were looking at me, or more likely my erect nipples and ass skimming
dress.  Once more I felt a rush of excitement, knowing I was being lusted
after, and another flood of pussy juices seeped onto my inner thighs as we
walked back out to the garden with our wine.  He led me to a secluded
corner of the garden where there were two low deck chairs and a small
table. He pointed me to the one with my back to the rest of garden and
pulled his chair round so it was facing me directly.

   Before I could lower myself into the canvass seat he said  -œFlip your
dress up so your bare ass is on the seat, you will be more comfortable that
way. - I hesitated, then lowered myself gently into the low-slung seat,
flipping my dress up at the back as instructed, and probably letting half
the people in the garden see a glimpse of my naked butt.  The angle of the
deck chair seat meant my knees were higher than my hips, giving my giant
host a perfect line of sight to my pussy.

   As we sipped our wine, he looked hard at me and said  -œIf you are truly
an exhibitionist, open your legs now and let me see that shiny pussy
properly, and pull that dress up a bit so it is not in the way. - Now was
my moment of truth  -" not just flashing my body to strangers in shops but
blatantly revealing myself to a man as old as my father.  I hesitated
again, but as before, then did as I was told.  I was so turned on by the
way he was just ordering me like that, the exhibitionist in me revelling in
the chance to flaunt myself so crudely for this huge man.  Nervously I
opened my knees a bit and pulled my dress up to reveal my hairless mons.  
-œWider than that babe and pull that dress up more - came the order.  I
obediently opened my legs completely so my feet and knees were wide apart.
-œNow slide your butt forward to the edge of the seat. -

   Again, I did as I was told, realising as I did so why he had told me to
flip my dress up from underneath me.  I ended up slouched in the seat, my
bare ass resting on the hard edge, my dress pushed up to my navel, and my
pussy fully exposed to his view.   -œBeautiful - he said then adding 
-œhere let me show you. - He took out his camera phone and, telling me to
stay like that, shot several photos of my exposed virgin love tunnel.

   When he passed me his phone, I saw the photos he had taken  -" some
zoomed in on my wet pussy  -" and I saw a blatant slut exposing herself to
the world.   -œYour very wet - he said,  -œwhy don -(TM)t you play with
yourself  -" I will enjoy watching you. -

   This time there was no hesitation and I immediately slipped my hand
between my legs and slid two fingers into my wet hole, reaching down with
my other hand to rub my clit at the same time.  All the time I looked
straight into his eyes which seemed to be daring me to be as blatant as I
could for him.  It was very quick but I soon felt an enormous orgasm
building rapidly in my belly, with tremors running all the way up my body.
My breath becoming shorter and almost panting as my excitement visibly grew
within me.  Suddenly it hit me more than I had ever experienced before.

   My eyes rolled up, my mouth gaped open as a barely stifled moan escaped,
and suddenly my orgasm took me to a new dimension.  My copious pussy juices
squirted out of my cunt, splashing my thighs, the edge of the seat and the
ground between me and my giant watcher.  The spasms seemed to last for ever
as I continued to frig myself, oblivious to anyone who might be watching,
other than my giant.  Eventually I stopped and relaxed, then held up my
hands to show him the mucous fluids coating my fingers and smiled at him,
before saying  -œThat was wonderful  -" I have never done that before.  Did
you enjoy watching it? -

   As I licked my fingers, enjoying the taste of my own fluids, he simply
passed me his phone again and told me to press play on the video.  There,
in all my debased glory, was my entire public masturbation from first
hurried insertion of my fingers to my gushing squirt and finally my fingers
held up for his inspection.

   Looking at it, my legs still wide apart and my dress still pushed up,
and anyone nearby being left in very little doubt about what I had been
doing, I felt humiliated, dirty, and so excited by what I was viewing. 
This was me.  This was me the exhibitionist as never seen before.  I was
ecstatic.

    -œYou are a dirty little slut, aren -(TM)t you? - he laughed.  
-œFlashing those tits at any man who looks.  And you just love flashing
that perfect little ass at everyone don -(TM)t you?  And that shiny cunt
with its deep gash, big lips and a clitty that stands to attention, you
like flashing that too, don -(TM)t you?  And now you have performed in
public for me. - I blushed again, then sat up straight with my legs almost
together, but leaving him a small view of what was between them, pulled my
dress down enough to cover my mons.  Took a sip of my wine and then said in
as normal a voice as I could manage.   -œYes, I do love showing my body off
to people.  It excites me to know they can see my private parts.  And I
liked doing what I did for you  -" it was the most mind-blowing thing I
have ever done. -

    -œHow old are you? -  -œ18 -

    -œAre you a virgin? -  -œYes -

    -œDo you still want to be a virgin? - Hesitation again, then  -œNo -

    -œDo you want to come to my place now? - More hesitation then a
whispered  -œYes. -

   We quickly drank our wine then stood up, my dress mostly falling back
into place, and taking a long look at the wet patch on the deckchair from
my pussy squirt, we walked to the car, his great arm around my shoulders
making me feel so small and possessed.

   When we got there, he said  -œI want you to pull your dress up to your
waist before you get in, then sit there with those legs wide apart. - I
was obedient once again and, not caring who saw I was naked from the waist
down, pulled my dress up and slid open-legged into his car.  He got in,
leaned across, and taking my chin in one massive hand, raised my lips to
his and gave me a long and lovely kiss, our tongues entwined.  His other
great hand slid up my thigh to my still wet pussy where first one, then two
thick fingers, slid deep inside me.  We stopped kissing but he kept his
fingers in me, massaging my inner tunnel, bringing me close to another
orgasm.  But he denied me that luxury and instead raised his wet fingers to
my mouth and let me suck them clean for him.

   At last, we were ready to leave to go to his place, but without asking
he suddenly pulled the straps of my dress off my shoulders and pushed it
down to join the rest of the material bunched around my waist.  He caressed
and squeezed each breast in turn, before pulling tightly and sharply on
each of my prominent nipples, making me gasp with a mixture of shock, pain,
and sexual delight.  As we drove out of the pub, I went to pull my dress up
but he very sternly told me to leave it down.

   I do not know if it was the quickest or easiest route to his home but he
took us through the busiest part of the town centre, stopping frequently
for heavy traffic, stop lights and pedestrians.  All the time I sat there,
breasts exposed and bare legs wide apart showing my shiny wet pussy to
anyone who looked.

   I might as well have been totally naked and so, when we stopped at one
set of lights, he told me to just take it right off,  -œYou like being
looked at so you will not be needing this dress anymore and, in any case,
you will not need it where we are going. - I did as I was told, pushing
the little dress down my legs and off onto the floor.  He reached down,
picked up the dress and tossed it into the back of the car, ensuring I had
to sit there naked for the rest of the journey.

   We eventually turned into a large, expensive-looking, modern house and
stopped in front of the entrance porch.  Because he had thrown my dress
onto the back seat, I had no choice but to get out of the car and walk
beside him to the front door, his hand on my bare ass, cupping one cheek
and with his thumb pushed into the crevice concealing my anus.

   Once inside he pulled me to him and once again gave me the most
wonderful, long, slow kiss, lifting me up easily to match his 6-5 height.
Then swinging me up in both arms, he started to carry me up the stairs,
saying as he climbed  -œLet -(TM)s go deal with that unwanted virginity. -
I was a bundle of nerves, excitement, and fear, all at the same time, so I
just put my arms round his neck, rested my head on his shoulder, and
prepared myself for what was about to happen.  We entered a large sunny
bedroom, with a huge bed in the middle, and an ensuite bathroom off it.  He
placed me gently on the bed, laying me on the edge, then quickly undressed
himself.  I now saw how huge he was.  I later learned he was 6-5, nearly
two metres tall, and weighed 118 kilos or 260 pounds, and all muscle, with
no spare flesh on him.  But the truly scary thing was what hung between his
powerful thighs  -" a massive penis that would, I soon learnt, grow to
nearly nine inches when aroused, and two large balls dangling below it.

   He came to the bed and swung my legs round so I was sitting on the edge
with my feet on the ground.   -œHave you sucked a cock before? -  -œYes.
-  -œThen let -(TM)s start with that now. - I reached out nervously and
took that long thick creature into my tiny hand.  I began to stroke it and
watched in pure astonishment as it grew rapidly to its full length and
girth.  I was even more overwhelmed when the foreskin slid easily back in
my fingers to reveal a huge purple head with bright pink flesh below it,
contrasting against the brown skin of his cock.

   Once fully erect he took my head in his hands and gently pushed my mouth
towards the waiting meaty pole.  I flicked my tongue out and licked the
head before running my lips and tongue down the whole length of him,
wondering all the time how I was going to get this thing into my mouth, let
alone my virgin pussy.  I licked for a little while before he told me to
now take it in and suck.  Again, being obedient, I did as I was told and
took that head into my mouth, and began to suck on it, feeling like my
mouth was already full.

   Gently he again took my head in his hands and began to move my mouth up
and down his cock.  At first it was ok but as he got more into the rhythm
of my mouth moving along his member, his own thrusts got more vigorous and
started to go deeper.  Finally, my face was buried in his pubes and I was
gagging, finding it hard to breath with that thing drilling into my throat.
Each time he drew back great globules of my saliva came with it and
dribbled down my face and dripped on to my breasts.   -œTry to swallow when
it hits the back of your throat  -" it will get easier with practice! - At
last, he pulled out of my gasping mouth and pushed me back on to the bed.

   I was on my back with my legs hanging over the edge, although not for
very long.  My giant grabbed my ankles and lifted them up high so my ass
was raised off the bed.  He then spread my legs wide and pushed them back
until my knees were almost level with my breasts.  He started to rub his
cock head along my deep cleft, pushing my puffy labia aside and pressing it
on my engorged clit.  If I did not know it already, the realisation that I
was about to be fucked for the very first time, brought me a moment of pure
fear.  But his growing pressure on my vaginal entrance got my attention and
suddenly I relaxed and wanted it to happen as soon as possible.  This was
for sure the mature real man I had been saving my virginity for and he was
going to take it now!  He seemed to know that I was ready for him and moved
his great cock-head to my waiting virgin hole.  He pressed gently against
it, forcing the lips to open around the purple head.  I felt him entering
me slowly, just the head opening me up.   -œReady babe?  Time to say
goodbye to that unwanted virginity. - I looked into his face with my own
staring, lust-filled eyes and whispered  -œYes  -" please do it  -" fuck me
now. -

   He smiled back at me, paused his movement for a second and then, with no
warning, rammed his giant tool into my welcoming pussy.  I screamed as pain
ripped through me, as much from surprise as the size of the thing buried
deep inside me.  I thought my hymen had gone years before when riding, but
I felt it truly being torn asunder with that one massive thrust.  Very
slowly and gently he began to move his cock backward and forwards within my
love channel.  As he did so the pain and discomfort eased and I felt this
thing begin to bring me pleasure.  I could not move, almost doubled in half
as I was, but he was moving for both of us, controlling the speed and depth
of his thrusts, getting further into my vaginal channel with each plunge,
until I knew I had the full nine inches deep inside me, his balls banging
against my raised buttocks.

   I now saw that he had his phone in his hand and was filming me losing my
virginity.  Once again, humiliation was soon over taken by my exhibitionist
nature wanting to see what he could see.  I could feel his tempo getting
faster and, if possible, his cock getting harder and bigger inside me.  My
unskilled vaginal muscles were doing their best to squeeze him and keep him
deep within me.  I felt as if every nerve in my body was on fire.  It
seemed he was trying to invade my womb with that wonderful fuck machine.

   From his face, eyes, and his breathing I could tell he was close and the
novice slut in me cried out  -œOh cum now, cum in my cunt, I want it now.
- As if my words were the necessary trigger, he gave one mighty thrust of
his hips that rammed his cock even deeper into me.  As it banged against my
cervix, I felt in my depths his great hose start to pump his seed straight
into that narrow channel.  For the first time I felt the joy of making a
man cum in me as I felt his hot seed gushing into my no longer virgin
depths.

   He collapsed on me for a minute or two then raised himself off my
crushed little body.  As he finally stood up straight and his still semi
erect cock began to slip from my pussy, he told me to stay still and not
move.  At the purple head at last began to emerge from my loving pussy, he
moved his phone closer to my gaping hole and told me to squeeze out every
drop of his cum.  I did not know it then but that was my first cream pie
and it was all caught on camera, along with a smear of blood from my lost
virginity.

   We then spent the afternoon in his bed kissing, dozing, exploring each
other -(TM)s bodies with me taking that wonderful weapon in my mouth and my
pussy several times, while he sucked and bit my nipples, pulled them
brutally at times to stretch them out from my breasts (which I found I
loved), and, most satisfying of all, eating my pussy which made me cum
every time.  As evening approached, he led me to the en suite where we both
showered and washed off the afternoon sex.

   But that was not the end.   -œYou have only lost half your virginity -
he told me,  -œBut before we complete the job, we need to prepare you. 
Have you ever had an enema? -  -œNo - I gasped.  He then produced a large
bag full of fluid with a long tube and a nozzle on the end.   -œBend over
the bath and spread your ass wide open - Oh God, I now understood what he
had meant about only half my virginity  -" he was going to fuck my ass as
well!

   I bent over as ordered and spread my cheeks wide.  With a large finger
he spread some cool jelly around my anus and then forced his big finger
into me with a lot more gel on it.  Then came the nozzle, also covered in
jelly, and when it was deep in my anal passage, I felt a sudden rush of
warm liquid into my bowels.  When the bag was empty, he told me to hold the
fluid in until I got to the toilet and then to let it all go.  Despite my
embarrassment I managed to do as he wanted, and once everything was
evacuated, he repeated the process twice more.  At last, I was clean to his
satisfaction and he took me back to the bed.

    -œAre you going to film it again? - I asked nervously.   -œOf course,
you do not mind, do you?  After all you are an exhibitionist slut so you
should be on film. - I knew he was right but the shock of being called a
slut yet again was just one more humiliation to add to the growing list. 
He lifted me up and put me on the bed again and put me in the same position
as before but this time told me to hold my own legs in place.  With my anus
fully exposed and available to him, he rubbed more lubricant over my tight
little hole, before pushing one and then two fingers in with yet more
lubricant on them.

    -œJust to warm you up let -(TM)s fuck that pretty little cunt of yours
again - he said before pushing his great cock into me once more, this time
with no more regard for my comfort than the first time.  Again, he rode my
cunt with little regard for my needs but, if I am honest, I loved the idea
he was just using me to get himself ready for the next event, which was not
long in happening.  Pulling out of my wet pussy he placed the engorged head
on my tight little puckered hole, covered with lubricant and glossy for the
camera.

   And then I felt the pressure grow.  As with my pussy, the cockhead
gradually forced its way into my waiting anus.  The pressure grew and I
felt like I would be torn open, but this time my body cooperated and
finally with a big thrust of his hips the purple head burst through my anal
ring.  I screamed with more pain but also relief as he now started to move
in me, each push forward taking him deeper into my pristine bowels.  When
his great balls began to bang against my buttocks I knew once more that the
whole massive tool was buried in me to the hilt.  Then he just started to
fuck me in a steady rhythm, opening my no longer virgin tunnel and
stretching my anal ring to accommodate his girth and length.

   As he moved inside me, my anal muscles tried to stop him from coming out
completely, gripping tight around his shaft behind the massive cock head.
Before too long, I could tell he was ready once more to fill me with his
thick cream.  As he became more powerful with his thrusts, I knew it was
about to happen, and when he drove deep into me one more time, I felt his
seed pour out of his cock and into my receptive bowels.  This time I knew
to stay still as he withdrew.  When he told me to squeeze, I pushed as much
of his cum from my gaping anus as I could for the waiting camera  -" my
second cream pie on film, but this time from the forbidden hole that he had
violated so wonderfully.

   Later we had something to eat in his plush kitchen, cuddled up on the
sofa and just enjoyed the feeling of togetherness.  While sitting there he
told me that in the morning he would take me to a doctor friend of his to
get me  -œfixed up -  -" I was not sure what that meant but just went with
it.  He then took me to bed and I slept like a log, apart from when I was
woken about 3.00am with him forcing his cock into my rectum as we spooned.
The traitorous little tunnel accepted this invader with open arms.

   The next morning I woke with nervous expectations of what the day was
going to deliver but confident that he was going to do something special
for me.  We showered and then left the house, me still naked as my dress
was in the car.  I expected to put it on but he just told me to get in and
assume the position from yesterday.  So once more we drove through the busy
morning town centre with me in the front seat, completely naked and spread
wide for the whole journey.  I found myself looking at anyone who appeared
to have noticed my nudity and revelled in the thrill, so much so that when
we pulled up next to a truck at some lights and I realised the driver was
looking down at my spread legs, bare cunt, and perky tits, I gave him a
lovely smile and a little wave before we pulled away.

   We finally arrived at a row of terraced houses with a doctor -(TM)s
plaque on one door.  I was still naked but he just told me to get out and
come round to the door.  I was terrified  -" it was one thing being a
flasher but being stark naked in the street and then entering a doctor
-(TM)s offices was a whole new thing  -" but I steadied my nerves and did
as instructed.  Once inside there was no receptionist, just a door to the
doctor -(TM)s surgery.  We went straight in and came face to face with an
Indian woman doctor of about 50.  She did not seem to be bothered by my
nakedness but simply looked at me before asking him what he needed.

   He told her I needed a morning-after pill, as he knew I was not on the
pill, and then he wanted me fitted with a contraceptive coil so no pills
would be needed in future, and finally a complete internal and external
inspection to be repeated every month.  I was horrified as they talked
about me as if I was not there.  But I dutifully swallowed the pill when
given it before climbing, reluctantly, onto her examination table and
spreading my legs into the waiting stirrups.  She then gave me a very
intimate and prolonged vaginal examination, particularly the internal part.

   She then inserted her fingers into my anus and, when three were lodged
in my stretched tube, proceeded to give me a vigorous anal finger fuck, not
what I had expected from a doctor!  To my shame I started to respond to her
manipulations When she finally removed he fingers from my now gaping anus,
she became business like once more and proceeded to fit the contraceptive
coil.  Once fitted she declared me ready to be used  -" a word that stunned
me  -" but to wait a week before fucking my cunt.  However, he could still
use my ass.  it was devastatingly humiliating to hear a woman doctor
talking about me in this way, as if I was just a sex object (which I
suppose I was about to become).  That was proved when we went back into the
street, me still naked and made the slow humiliating journey back to his
house.  There was no thrill in being exposed and seen by strangers on this
trip.

   However, once indoors, he was charming and caring again and sat me down
to watch a video on his laptop.  Naturally it was the films of me losing my
virginity in both holes and my two cream pie finales, which I thought were
so beautiful that I felt cheated that I could not see them for real. 
However, that was only after watching the pub garden film of me
masturbating and squirting prolifically.  For the first time I saw that
there were people just behind me who had realised what was taking place and
were laughing and pointing at the little slut.  More humiliation!

   Watching the films gave me a huge buzz, especially seeing the cum oozing
from my cunt and my ass after he had shot such copious loads into each
abused cavity.  Without being asked I opened his jeans, took out his great
tool and sucked and savoured it for ages.  After a while, he lifted my
little naked body and carried me upstairs, where he placed me on the bed,
reached for the jar of lube and, obeying the doctor -(TM)s orders,
proceeded to fuck my willing and waiting anus.

   I stayed with him for three days, being regularly fucked in my ass and
my mouth, both of which became easier as I learned how to cope with his
size and vigorous fucking.  He also gave me an enema every day and gave me
a squeezy douche to use at home so I would always be clean for use.

   He eventually gave me my dress back just before we reached my aunt
-(TM)s house.   -œCome stay with me next weekend.  I will pick you up in
the supermarket carpark Friday about noon.  And wear that dress again  -"
it comes off easily and, in any case, you will not need it once you get in
the car.



   Chapter 3: Friday - Used

   As I sat alone at home, I realised that not only was I no longer a
virgin, which made me a bit sad, but I now had a giant of a man, the same
age as my father, who had seemingly claimed me for this own.  I was
exhilarated and terrified, but shamefully proud that he wanted a skinny kid
like me.

   The next two days went in a blur.  I wandered around the house, naked as
ever, sunbathed, tended to my hair removal regime, but for most of the time
I just went through everything that had happened and been said.  It also
suddenly hit me that he had never asked my name  -" he just called me a
slut.  And he had never told me his name, but to me he was just my giant
lover  -" and that was fine by me.

   Friday came and I prepared myself, most importantly using my douche to
clean my now always available back channel.  I was excited as the week the
doctor had set was up and I knew that my lover would want to take me
properly, for the first time since he took my virginity so brutally.  I put
on my newly washed little dress, my sandals and left my key in the secret
place, and walked off happily to the supermarket.

   As I entered the carpark, I saw his silver Mercedes parked on the far
side where there were less cars, although it was still busy being a Friday
lunchtime and there were lots of people around.  He was leaning against the
driver -(TM)s door so I skipped childishly over to him, hoping my dress
would bounce enough to please him.  He leaned down and kissed me gently,
but as he did so the other car doors opened and his three friends climbed
out.  I was shocked and just stood there not moving.

    -œThese guys are my managers and run my businesses for me.  They are
joining us tonight.  Now be a good girl and take that dress off and then
climb into the middle of the back seat. - I started to stammer an
objection but he cut me off, saying, - You are an exhibitionist slut and
you have flashed everything at them for weeks, so just get the dress off
and let them see you properly. -

   I was still too stunned to move so, surprisingly gently, he slipped the
spaghetti straps off my shoulders and pushed the dress down until it lay on
the ground round my feet.  Now completely naked in a busy carpark,
surrounded by men the same age as my father, my humiliation was total,
especially when my lover said,  -œWhat do you think lads?  Nice looking
little slut, isn -(TM)t she?  And Doc has prepared her for future use,
which can officially start from tonight. - With their laughter ringing in
my ears and some very crude comments about my tits and pussy hitting me
hard, the giant guided me into the back seat and sat me in the middle
space.

   Immediately two of the men jumped in on either side of me, giving me
very little room to move.  The third got in the front passenger seat and my
lover took the wheel, but before we moved, he turned around and ordered me
to spread my legs like he had told me to do in the car.  With a guy on
either side there was no room to spread until they both grabbed my thighs
and pulled them up and apart, resting them on their own thighs, but still
with a firm grip pulling them as far apart as they could go.  The third one
turned round with a camera and took several shots of my spread pussy.  Now
each man took one of my arms, pulled it up and put it round their
shoulders, which caused my back to arch and my little breasts and big tits
to jut out, When they leaned back, I could not move either arm.  In that
position we left the carpark.

   As we entered the town centre my giant said over his shoulder  -œShe
likes her nipples pulled and stretched  -" give it a go. - As obedient to
their boss as I was, they both grabbed an erect nipple and began to squeeze
and pinch it, before pulling it out to its limits, stretching both nipple
and breast into an elongated cone.  I screamed and begged, partly from fear
but more from humiliation as I knew I was enjoying it.  The guy with the
camera took some more shots and suddenly said  -œThe little slut does like
it - her cunt is getting wet! - and laughed as he reached back and stuck a
finger crudely into my exposed pussy before showing the others the moisture
coating his digit.

   We arrived at the big man -(TM)s house and once more I climbed out
exposing my cunt to the watching men.  Once inside he took me in his arms
and again kissed me long and lovingly, which confused me even more.   -œWe
are going upstairs - he told the other three,  -œwe have sone urgent
business that needs attending to. -  -œHe is off for his first cunt fuck
after a week of rationing! - laughed the guy with the camera.  (Just how
much did they know about me?)  -œI have set the videos up for you  -" amuse
yourselves watching those until we come down to join you.  Help yourselves
to drinks and something to eat. -

   With that he lifted me in his arms as he did every time now and carried
me upstairs to his bedroom.  Without a word he put me on the bed, stripped
off and told me to assume the position on the edge of the bed with my legs
pulled up and wide apart.  I did as I was told.  He moved between my spread
legs and pushed his enormous cock into my willing pussy.  There was no
foreplay, no tenderness, just a cock that needed to bury itself in my womb
once more.  He drove into me hard, each stroke hitting my pubic mound like
a hammer, rocking the bed, and sending thumps through the ceiling to the
men down below.  As before, I knew he was about to cum, and with his final
thrust he shot three days -(TM) worth of cum deep in my belly.  I found
myself having a wonderful orgasm and crying out loudly enough to be heard
by his men downstairs.  He completed my happiness by watching my cream pie
ooze out as I squeezed his thick cream from my open pussy

   As we lay there, me in his arms with my head on his chest, I plucked up
courage and asked him why the other men were here.  He explained it to me
in a very matter of fact way.  I was a pure exhibitionist, with the
potential to be a dirty little slut who will please many men in the future.
I was his but he wanted me to fulfil that potential.  This weekend was my
audition and training for a life as an exhibitionist slut.

    -œYou are a natural  -" you wait and see  -" by Monday you will be my
dirty little slut who will do anything that men want you to do. - He dozed
quietly for half an hour and while he did, I ran everything through my head
 -" he was right.  I did love showing off and being seen by men in
blatantly sexual ways.  In just over a week, I had lost my virginity, both
vaginal and anal, and developed a love of hard, rough sex, with my ass
fucked more than my pussy until tonight.  But what did that mean for
tonight?  Were they all going to use me like my Giant?  I was about to find
out and my mix of fear and excitement meant I was still wet when he woke
up.

   We got up and, pulling on a pair of boxers, he took my hand and took me
back downstairs to be greeted by cheers and a round of applause.   -œGod,
we thought you were coming through the ceiling - said one,  -œbut judging
by the slut -(TM)s screams you were coming in her! -  -œDid you enjoy that
massive cock, love? -  -œWas it as good as losing your cherry to him/ - 
-œWe loved your cream pies at the end of him fucking you  -" did you manage
that again just now? - More shameful humiliation!

    -œWhy don -(TM)t you sit on the sofa with those two reprobates and
watch your videos again with them while I get us a drink. - There was only
one small space between them which I knew I was meant to sit in.   -œSame
position as in the car dear  -" arms up here and legs spread over our legs.
- I sat down and they helped me into the position they wanted  -" fully
exposed, vulnerable, and ready for whatever they wanted to do to me.  The
video started to run again, beginning with my garden masturbation and
squirt, which got appreciative  -œwell done - from all of them.  As they
watched, both men began to play with my nipples and breasts pulling and
stretching them as in the car.  Then hands went down to my thighs and very
soon to my now wet pussy, pulling the puffy lips apart and flicking my
aroused clitoris, before eventually fingers began to slide into my tunnel.

   I felt them there and looked down to see their fingers sliding in and
out of me.  I let out a little moan as I saw both insert a finger in me at
the same time before pulling my vagina wide open so their teammate could
see the pink insides.   -œI want a taste of that - he said and knelt in
front of my gaping pussy.  He replaced their two fingers with his own and
then sank his head between my thighs and started to lick, suck, nibble and
tongue my pussy and clit.  As he did so, and the others continued to pull
and stretch my nipples, I became more aroused  -" moaning softly and then
louder as he started to sink his fingers in me as he sucked my clit.  I
gave out a loud gasp as my poor pussy was suddenly filled to the brim.  He
came up for air and laughingly told the others he had four fingers in me. 
-œAfter the boss -(TM)s big dick she could probably take your whole fist -
came the reply.  With that encouragement he said he would see what I could
take but better lube me up before trying.

   The lube was sitting next to the sofa ready for use, so he quickly
filled me with the gel and once more started to inset his fingers.  This
time he counted out loud for the others  -"  -œOne, Two, Three, and Four
again  -" now for the thumb - hold her steady. - I felt my pussy being
stretched and a great pressure building, until suddenly he shouted out 
-œFIVE -!  As his fist broke through my narrow entrance, like my pussy and
ass with the giant -(TM)s cock, it seemed to find room to move inside me. I
looked down and could see his fist in me right up to his wrist.  He began
to fist fuck my poor pussy and each push took him in deeper until I could
see he was almost up to his forearm.  I nearly fainted and when one of the
others started to caress my clit as it was pushed up by the arm inside me,
I screamed and had a huge orgasm, my fluids squirting out around his arm as
he moved it backwards and forwards.

   After that they got up and left me curled up on the sofa, recovering
from the pounding I had just taken.  My lover, as I still thought of him,
came and sat with me, a drink in his hand, and as he caressed my head,
said,  -œYou did really well there my little slut  -" I did not think you
would manage that yet but it will be easier as you do it more often.  The
doc will be pleased - she wanted to do that to you last week! -

   A little later, one of them came over and asked his boss if he could
fuck me now, to which he just waved as if to say help yourself, which he
did.  The man pulled me onto the floor where they had laid out a mattress,
dumped me on my back and, in a copy of my lover, their boss, lifted and
spread my legs, pushing them up on to my breasts, before sinking his cock
straight into my pussy with no thought for me.  After pounding away for
what seemed ages, he pulled out and then pushed his cock straight back in
again, but this time into my exposed anus which he now proceeded to fuck
vigorously until, with a shout, he poured his cum into my innards.  Without
being told I squeezed the white gunge out for them all to see dripping onto
the mattress.

   As soon as he moved away, another came to me and flipped me over onto my
knees and stabbed his cock into my empty vagina.  As he moved in me, the
third one came to my head and shoved his cock into my waiting mouth, so I
had one in each end.  After my pounding from both, they swapped ends and
carried on fucking me.  They did not cum in me but simply left me lying on
the mattress, panting and feeling stretched and brutalised.

   A little later in the evening I was lifted off the floor.  One of the
men laid on his back, his erect penis pointing to the ceiling.  My ass was
filled with more lube and I was then lowered down on to his waiting cock
which he guided into my slippery anal channel.  He pulled me back by my
nipples so I was lying on his chest as his cock speared my anus.  Then
another climbed between his legs and mine and leaning forward, pushed his
cock into my vacant pussy before he too began to pump away inside me.  I
could feel both cocks moving independently within me.  But to complete the
picture the last one came to my head and pulling my face round forced his
dick into my mouth and he too began to fuck me.

   All three holes were now full and they just kept going until the one
underneath said  -œFacial time guys. - They pulled out and dragged me up
to my knees, before wanking themselves close to my face.  One of them told
me to keep still and open my mouth wide.  Suddenly the first of my users
shot a great load of cum into my face and mouth, hitting my eyes and hair
in doing so.  Seconds later another load hit me in the face, most of it
going in my mouth this time, and then the third one shot his all over my
face and breasts.  Each then stuck his cock in my mouth and told me to
clean it.

   I was done.  Fucked in every hole.  Fist fucked.  Given a three-cock
facial and had my nipples and breasts tortured, all for their
gratification. They left me lying on the mattress with their cum drying on
my face.  As I lay there, they chatted and I understood that the whole
evening had been filmed so my humiliation continued, with a three-man
gangbang now on film.

   Not long after, my lover, their boss, came and sat in a large armchair.
He pointed at me and said to one of them  -œBring my little slut here. -
The man grabbed me by one wrist and one ankle and, lifting me effortlessly
off the floor, walked across the room and dumped me on the boss -(TM)s lap,
spreading my legs wide before returning to his own seat.

   With his arm around me, one giant hand teasing my nipple, and the other
caressing my aching pussy, he asked the men how I had done so far.  They
all responded positively, all seeming to have enjoyed my squirting orgasm
while being fisted.  One commented that my amateurish lack of the normal
porn skills would be quite attractive to men while it lasted.  Another said
he had enjoyed fucking my cunt and my ass which, despite my lover -(TM)s
best efforts were still nicely tight, even after the fisting, which drew
loud laughs from all of them.

   As I listened to them discussing me like some new piece of equipment in
their businesses, my humiliation grew and a tear began to roll down my
cum-coated face.  But even worse, the constant stroking of my enlarged
clitoris and the teasing of my nipple and breast, while listening to them
discussing my performance so far, was yet again bringing me closer to
another climax, but he held me back each time I got too close.   -œSo far,
we have been giving you a taste of what a slut like you can do and I am
pleased with you.  Over the rest of the weekend, we are going to give you a
few more experiences that will become part of your life now that you know
who you are.  I know what you are and what you need, and now my guys do too
 -" and so do you.  You want to be seen, you want to be used and you want
to be humiliated.  You will be all those things, willingly and always
wanting more.  Do you understand? -

    -œNow, tell us all what was your best experience today? - I blushed
even more, and tears began to flow freely down my face.  I sobbed an
agreement that I understood what he had told me, confirmed that I wanted to
continue my training, and then, glowing with my shame and embarrassment,
admitted I had enjoyed the fisting and even more the three-way fuck, with
all my holes filled.  They encouraged me to be as graphic as possible which
just added to my shame.

   Finally, my giant lover called a halt to the night, wiped my cum and
tear-stained face, and told the guys we would see them in the morning.  He
then took me in his arms and once more took me to bed, where he fucked me
slowly and gently until I reached the climax I had so desperately needed
downstairs



   Chapter 4: Saturday - Abused

   I had fallen contentedly asleep in his arms that Friday night and slept
until 9.00am, when I was awakened by him roughly pulling me to the edge of
the bed, placing me in his favourite position and then viciously fucking
me. My gentle lover had once more become my abuser, reinforcing that by
just telling me it was time to get me back to work.

   After showering me, giving me my daily enema, and giving each of my
small breasts a hard slap that hurt and left red finger marks on my tanned
flesh, he took me back downstairs where the three guys were waiting.  Each
gave me a friendly kiss on the lips and a fondle of some part of my young
teen body, and then sat me down to eat breakfast with them as if nothing
had ever happened.  This was to be a regular routine over the coming weeks
and months.  My lover then told me the slaps on my breasts were a clue to
what I would be experiencing today.  And there would be another treat in
store for me tonight.  Nothing else happened to me for the rest of the
morning, apart from the occasional affectionate fondle of my pussy and ass
or tweak of a nipple by the guys.

   At 1.00pm on a busy Saturday, I was loaded into the car, told to assume
my arms and legs spread position between two of the men, and once more
driven naked through the centre of town that was full of shoppers.  The men
did nothing to me other than pulling my legs wider apart if they thought I
was unconsciously closing them too much.

   After a short 15-minute drive we pulled into a farm where a red-faced
man in his sixties greeted us.  I was dragged roughly from the car and
pushed towards the farmer.  My lover explained to him that I was a novice,
that I did not know what was going to happen here, and the main purpose of
today was to find my limits.  He told the farmer that it was up to him what
he did and they would simply be watching to see how I responded.  The only
rule was no lasting marks on my body.

   The farmer grabbed me by the arm and marched me rapidly across the yard
and into a barn.  The place was filled with all kinds of structures and
equipment I had never seen before.  He directed the men to a small bar with
stools in the corner, and then told me that he was going to try me on a
suspension frame first.

   He took me to a strange structure made of scaffolding poles with lots of
hooks and pulleys attached to it.  He grabbed a wrist and fixed a leather
strap around it and then did the same to the other wrist and then both
ankles.  Chains were fixed to each of the straps and then thrown over
pulleys in all four top corners of the frame.  The arm chains were each
pulled tight so I was on tiptoes and my hands pulled towards the corners of
the frame.  There was a whirring and the chains fixed to my ankles were
suddenly being pulled towards the top corner pulleys.  Almost immediately I
was dragged off my feet so my weight was on my outstretched arms, while my
feet were pulled upwards and apart behind me.  Eventually I was hanging
spreadeagled about a metre off the ground, with my legs spread wide and my
small breasts dangling down.  The farmer walked around me, squeezing my
breasts, and pulling my nipples harshly, before standing between my spread
legs and pulling my pussy lips apart and pinching my large clitoris.

   He walked to a bench and returned with a large hook with a bulbous end
on the short side.  Taking a bottle with a nozzle attached he opened my ass
cheeks and squirted lube onto my puckered anus before inserting the nozzle
into it and jetting more lube into me.  He then took the hook and started
to push the bulbous end into my ass, giving me two vicious slaps on my
cheeks when I wriggled.  A third hard slap came up between my legs and hit
my exposed pussy and clitoris.  I cried in pain and shame but tried to stay
still as the hook was forced through my anal ring.  Now the long arm of the
hook rested on my back.  He grabbed my ponytail, tied a rope around it and
then pulled it tight so my head was pulled up, before finally tying it to a
ring in the end of the hook.  I very quickly found out that lowering my
head meant the hook in my anus was pulled painfully up.

   He went back to his bench and came back with various clamps, metal
weights and other painful looking things, which he dropped on the floor
beside me.  He first forced my mouth open wide and inserted a large ball
gag which was strapped behind my head.  Next, he leaned down and gave each
of my hanging breasts three vicious bare-handed smacks which made my body
jerk, causing my head to move and pull my ass hook painfully.

   He pulled up a chair and sat down so he could reach under my body and
then began to fix large and heavy clamps to my erect nipples, commenting to
the audience that I seemed to like the breast slap as my nipples were
already hard.  which made it better for the clamps.  I cried out from the
pain but the ball gag meant my cries were muffled and, in any case, nobody
seemed to be worried about what he was doing to me.  From each clamp he now
proceeded to hang various weights, each hanging lower than the previous
ones, until finally he was satisfied with the way my breasts were being
stretched into cones and pulled towards the distant floor.  He gave each
breast another hard smack which set the weights swinging, and caused more
pain in my ass as I jerked away from the hit.

   He now moved his chair round so he was facing my tortured anus and my
defenceless pussy.  Taking two thin straps he fixed them tightly round my
upper thighs.  He took hold of one puffy labia and fixed another clamp to
it with a small chain attached, which he then pulled viciously to hook it
into a ring on the thigh strap.  He repeated that on the other labia so
that my cunt was pulled open to show my pink hole.  Now two more clamps
were attached to my tender labia but this time he let them hang down
towards the floor.  I screamed again into my gag as two heavy weights were
attached to those clamps and set swinging by the farmer.

   Finally, he pinched my hard clitoris, commenting again to the men what a
big clit I had which would be a pleasure to clamp next.  Which he
immediately did.  The small clamp bit into my clit delivering even more
pain to my tortured cunt.  This time a thin chain was attached to the clamp
and run up my body, between my agonised breasts and then hooked onto the
ball gag in my mouth, a small weight hung on the end of the chain
completing the picture to his satisfaction.

   Another trip to the bench and he returned with a large dildo which he
waved in my face, before returning to my pussy and starting to push it into
my gaping hole.   -œActually - he said,  -œI might as well sample the slut
before I close her up. - With that, he dropped his jeans and underpants
and taking his already erect cock pushed it hard into my exposed cunt.

   As he fucked away every thrust made my body swing and cause pain
everywhere  -" ass, cunt, clitoris, nipples, and breasts were all in flame
from the pain.  With one last deep thrust I felt him shoot a load of semen
into me as if I was just a receptacle for his lust.  As soon as he
withdrew, the huge dildo was pushed in to mix with his seed and then fixed
with yet another chain and hook fixed to my clitoral clamp.  With all my
precious sensitive parts properly clamped, chained, weighted, and linked
together, I hoped my sordid ordeal was nearly done.  But there was one more
torture to endure.

   He picked up what he told me was a flogger.  He walked around my
suspended body and began to lash every part of me with the cruel weapon  -"
breasts, stomach, back, inner thighs, buttocks and lastly my tortured cunt.
he loosened the ball gag and took it out so I could moan properly and
breath more easily.  I thought that was now the end but to my horror he
started to walk around me again and repeated the punishment already
inflicted on my agonised body.  Now with no gag, my screams were loud,
almost unending and accompanied by tears of agony and strings of saliva
dribbling from my mouth.

   When he had finished thrashing me, he started the equally painful
process of removing all his clamps and attachments, the dreadful pain as
the blood flowed back into my most sensitive parts making me nearly faint.
He then lowered me to a heap on the floor and removed the ankle, thigh, and
wrist straps  -" finally he was done with me.  He walked over to my men and
told them I had done well.  Also, I seemed to like pain as I appeared to be
wet all the time.  He also told them he would love to use me again as there
were other tortures he would like to inflict on me, ideally on cam for his
websites.  My lover told him that could be arranged but not for a while, as
I had other things he needed me for.

   My escorting men helped me to hobble painfully to the car and this time
laid me flat across their laps as every part of me hurt so much and my body
glowed red from the final beating.  They both gently massaged my aching
limbs as we drove home by the quickest route.  Once inside they took me to
the bathroom and showered me, rubbed my whole body with a soothing
sweet-smelling ointment, even tending to my labia and clit with care and
gentleness.  They put me to bed and told me to sleep as I would be needed
later tonight.

   I slept till nearly 8.00pm and when I woke a lot of my pain and soreness
had gone.  I still had some stiffness in my joints and there was still the
odd redness from the flogger  -" the farmer obviously knew how to use it to
inflict pain but no marks.  For the first time I walked down stairs without
my lover accompanying me, and found all four men sitting chatting.  They
jumped up and each gave me a kiss and a cuddle and told me how good I had
been and how much they had enjoyed watching their little slut cope with the
torture.  They sat me down and my lover then told me what was about to
happen to me tonight  -" I thought they might leave me alone this evening
but that obviously did not fit with their plans for me.

   Tonight, they were going to take me dogging.  The men would be with me
and apart from filming me they would act as my users if needed.  However,
as it was a popular dogging spot, and a Saturday, it was probable that
other men would be there and if they wanted to join in, I was to let them.
Most would want to be sucked off and cum in my face but if any wanted to
fuck me then I should be welcoming.  If enough men were around then my guys
would just film and let the strangers have me to themselves.

   At 9.00 pm we left the house, me and my three men, this time in a
beaten-up old car that would not be out of place.  We drove to a country
park not far from my own house, and as we entered the car park, I saw there
were already two or three cars.  My men all got out, fetched a groundsheet
and their cameras from the boot, and then pulled me out and walked me a
short distance to a picnic area.  They spread the sheet on the ground and
told me to kneel in the centre.  Then each got his cock out and told me to
suck or wank.  I had a cock in my mouth and a cock in each hand, so any
lurking doggers knew what was happening.

   Sure enough, after a few minutes, two or three solo men began to appear
and stood watching me perform with my men.  Soon there were six watchers,
all wanking as they stared at me.  One of my guys told them I was a novice,
just 18 and this was my first-time dogging, all of which was true.  He said
they were filming me for a porn site so if they were happy to be filmed,
they could all take over and teach me what dogging required from me.  As
far as I could tell they all agreed because I was suddenly surrounded by
wagging cocks of all shapes, sizes, and colours.

   My men started filming and told me to start sucking.  I reached for the
first cock to push itself towards me and took it straight into my mouth. 
Soon I again had a cock in each hand wanking them steadily, while a third
cock filled my mouth.  Gradually they rotated around me so each had his
turn in my mouth.  At the same time hands began to explore my body,
fondling my breasts and pulling my nipples, reaching down to caress my ass,
and then pushing my legs apart so fingers could explore my pussy.

   I do not know how long I was knelt there in that cock circle, but soon
one dogger wanted more than a suck or wank.  He pulled me to my feet, led
me to the nearby picnic table and told me to bend over it so he could fuck
me.  I put my hands on the seat so my mouth was still at cock height which
was immediately filled with erect penis.  Now the first cock pushed itself
into my waiting vagina and the fucking started in earnest.  One after the
other, various cocks invaded me, never knowing which man was using me as
they were behind me.  I found myself revelling in all this cock sucking and
fucking and returned their attentions with enthusiasm and energy.  I really
was a slut I told myself and smiled at the idea, and when all six cocks had
fucked me once, I willingly let them take me back to the groundsheet and
push me down on all fours, doggy style as one said.  As I continued to fuck
and suck, fingers started to prod and intrude into my ass and I felt lube
being liberally applied to my dark hole.

   When the first cock forced its way into my rectum, I groaned with
pleasure and my new slutty nature came to the fore as I told him to fuck my
ass hard, before another cock stuffed into my mouth stopped me talking. 
Once more they rotated around me until all six cocks had anally abused me,
each going from ass directly to mouth.  At which point, I heard one of my
men tell them I needed to go soon so now was the time for a full facial for
the little slut.

   They gathered around me, all wanking furiously, as I settled back on my
haunches and lifted my face to receive their donations.  It did not take
long for the first to shoot into my face, eyes, and nose, and the second
followed immediately, pouring his cum into my open mouth.  By the time they
had all shot their loads my face was covered in their thick cream, my mouth
overflowing with it, and my eyes half stuck closed.  More had dripped down
onto my breasts My hair was also full of sticky fluids.

   Gradually the group wandered off and my escorts packed up our
groundsheet and cameras and led me back to the car.  They said to leave all
the gunge on me as the boss would want to see how well I had done.  Driving
back, they discussed how I had taken six total strangers and exceeded their
expectations by letting them all fuck my ass as well as my cunt.  I had
obviously loved every minute of the whole experience.  We went back into
the boss -(TM)s house and he greeted me with a stern look, examined my cum
covered face and listened intently as the men recounted my performance in
every gory detail.  Finally, he smiled at me when they told him I was a
natural slut who loved being degraded like that.  He seemed to be happy
with me as, after I had showered, he took me to bed and again made slow
passionate love to me.

   That night I thought about my adventures of today.  I perversely found
that I had enjoyed the torture and punishment, although I was not sure if I
could stand doing it again too often, but admitting to myself that I wanted
to.  I also readily admitted that I had loved my dogging experience,
relishing everything they had done to me.

   Just before I dropped off to sleep, I suddenly realised that, with my
four guys, the farmer earlier, I had now been fucked by eleven men, nearly
all total strangers in just 24 hours.  Only a couple of weeks ago I had
been a vaginal and anal virgin and now every hole was available to any man
that wanted it.  I smiled contentedly and snuggled up to my giant black
lover, remembering he had told me only yesterday that I would be a total
slut by Monday, then fell asleep in his arms once more.



   Chapter 5: Sunday Business and Beyond

   Sunday morning came and I found I had slept unmolested until nearly
10.00am.  I showered and dried my hair and then walked confidently down the
stairs and into the kitchen, where I was greeted with friendly kisses and
smiles from my guys (as I now thought of them.) Then they ignored me while
they prepared a Sunday brunch for all of us, which we ate while cheerful
banter went on between them.  Finally, my giant black lover, their boss,
called things to order as if we were in a business meeting, which in one
way it was going to become.  Then, just talking to me, he told me what my
future was going to be.  This is what he told me:

    -œFirstly, you have done very well already and we are ahead of schedule
with your slut training.  So today you can relax, watch tv, read, whatever.
Of course, the guys will use you whenever they want as they must go back to
work tomorrow and will not get the chance to use you again until next
weekend.

    -œNow, apart from the fact we enjoy fucking you, we have not spent all
this time finding you, breaking you in, and training you for no reason.  We
want to make money out of you, but we want you to profit from it as well.
We have set up a legal company, of which you will be the sole employee, on
a monthly salary plus bonuses  -" you will have to pay tax, sorry!  We have
also got a new website for you called  -œTheSlut.com - and an email
address for you as theslut@ ...  In time there will also be a full range of
suitable social media to promote you and our business.

    -œThere is also a new WhatsApp group called THE SLUT GROUP, for us and
some of our friends and for you.  We will share your videos and photos with
the Group and let our friends comment on them, give technical advice, and
offer suggestions of what we can do with you in future.  We have loads of
video and photos of you by now and we are going to edit those into
professional films that your customers can watch online or download, for a
fee of course.  Your clients can either take out a subscription or buy
one-off films.  Obviously the first films will cover your pub squirt,
losing your virginity, your first ass fuck, the guys using you, your first
fisting, the torture session, and your dogging performance.  But we will
need fresh material all the time, so your job as our employee is to keep
doing what you are obviously so good at, being an exhibitionist slut.  We
will decide what you do, when and where.

    -œHowever, we know your university term starts in a week or so, and we
want you to succeed in that too.  So, from now on, Friday lunchtime till
Monday lunchtime you are ours, during which the guys can all use you as and
when they want.  Monday afternoon till Friday morning is for your studies
and whatever else you need or want to do.  I will come and spend the night
with you once a week when I need some of your loving care and attention  -"
that will be personal time for us and not part of your paid duties.  (That
last comment set my heart racing  -" he wanted me for himself!)

    -œWhile you are with us, from the moment we pick you up till the time
we drop you off, you will be naked.  Wherever we are, whatever we are
doing, no mind who is with us or watching, all clothes are prohibited.  We
will collect you from the supermarket carpark every Friday lunchtime, but
before you get in the car you will remove all clothing, so maybe wear as
little as possible.  You can have your clothes back when you are out of the
car on Monday lunchtime.

    -œDuring your own time, you can wear what you like, up to a point.  All
underwear is prohibited  -" no bras, no knickers, no tights, or stockings 
-" and we will make spot checks to ensure you comply.  In fact, when I take
you home tomorrow you can give me all your underwear to take away.  And I
suggest that you wear skirts and dresses during the week  -" not jeans or
leggings or anything that covers your legs - and they should always be
above the knee. -

   With that, he stopped and asked me if I understood all that he had told
me.  I nodded yes but was too dumbstruck by it all to speak.  He then told
me if I did not want to continue, I could say so now and, after my final
day of being used by the guys, he would drop me off at home tomorrow and
that would be the end.  However, he could see that I was a natural slut and
he knew I wanted to say yes.  In which case, they had an employment
contract ready for me to sign so I would be on the payroll within a few
days.

   I sat silently thinking about what he had told me.  It was not the money
that attracted me, although I knew it meant I was at best going to be a
professional porn performer and, at worse, a common prostitute.  What
finally made my mind up for me, was the slut in me  -" I was intrigued by
what would happen to further degrade and humiliate me  -" and the
exhibitionist in me wanted to be seen on film and in the flesh by who knew
how many people.  I looked around the table at my guys, all of whom were
smiling and looking at me expectantly.  I looked at the boss, who just had
a small smirk on his face, as if he knew what I was going to do.  Drawing
in one large breath, and in a very small, childlike voice, told them what
they wanted to hear:  -œYes, I want to do it. -

   The one next to me simply slid the employment contract in front of me
and another one gave me a pen and pointed to the place where I should sign.
Without reading it, I took the pen and signed my name on the contract, and
quite possibly signed my life away.  There was a round of applause,
congratulatory kisses, and glasses of chilled champagne rapidly produced.
My new weekend boss and weekday lover came to me, lifted me up and with a
kiss welcomed me to the business.

   He told the guys they had done a great job setting everything up and
helping me to discover my inner slut and they deserved to celebrate.  
-œSo, take her away and give her a celebration gangbang, lads  -" use every
hole and fill the slut with your cum but make sure she also cums as often
as you  -" she is your colleague now! -

   And that is what they did, for the rest of that Sunday afternoon and
evening, until the boss reclaimed me.  He took me to the bedroom for his
own brutal banging of my slutty cunt and ass, before saying  -œYou have not
had an enema today so we will do that now  -" you have had a lot up that
shithole in the last few days so let -(TM)s go and wash you out. -

   After that brutal fuck and humiliation of a less than gentle enema, he
reverted to gentle lover for the rest of the night.  Effectively my weekend
was over, as by Monday morning the guys had all disappeared back to their
businesses.  Apart from another gentle love-making session and a final
enema, my weekend of use and abuse was finished.  He drove me straight
home, very considerately giving me my tiny dress to put on before we got
there so the neighbours would not see me naked.  Although he did point out
that they may well have seen me flaunting myself in the shops, as most of
the town probably had by now, which made me blush for some strange reason.

   We went in the house and, after removing my little dress again (I had
had it on for just five minutes) he immediately told me to collect all my
underwear, socks, tights, leggings and then added any jeans or trousers to
the list, plus any shorts and swimwear.  He loaded all of it into one of my
empty suitcases.  Before leaving, he bent me over the kitchen table and
gave me one final fuck to last him until Wednesday night when he would see
me again.  With his semen leaking from my pussy, I followed him to the
front door and let him out, my suitcase in his enormous hand.  Not worrying
about any neighbours seeing me standing naked at the door, he kissed me
goodbye.  I waved as his car pulled away.

   And that is when it all struck me hard.

   I had a lover the same age as my father who had taken my virginity as
part of an elaborate plan to corrupt me, for both his sexual and financial
benefit.  In the space of two months, I had gone from school-girl teen to
professional whore and potential porn star.  In just two weeks I had gone
from virgin to being used and abused by 11 adult men in increasingly sordid
situations.  And the worst of it was, however humiliated I felt, I loved
it! I was enjoying being a sex slut, subservient to the needs and desires
of these men.  And whatever my Big Black God had done to me, I knew I was
already falling in love with him.

   So that Monday afternoon I started my new regime.  From Monday noon
until Friday noon my life was my own, within the limits the Boss had placed
on me, of course.  I sunbathed, tried to do some university work before
term started the next week, went for walks and shopping in my tiniest
vest-tops and shortest skirts (my little dress I had decided was to be
saved for my Friday rendezvous -(TM)).

   I constantly checked my new SLUT email account and WhatsApp group for
messages and comment.  By that Wednesday the group suddenly sprang to life,
with a steady stream of video rough cuts of my disgrace being shared with
23 people  -" me, my four guys, 16 unknown men, the farmer, and my new
doctor.  Within an hour the group was flooded with new posts  -" some
technically useful I supposed, but practically all offering crude or sordid
comments about me, my performances, and what they might like to either do
to, or see being done to, me.  To be fair to my guys they did tell the
others not to share the videos outside the group, because they had
commercial value, not for any concern for me.  My new employed status
clearly meant sex slave in reality.

   My new email account had just one message, from the Boss, telling me he
would arrive about 7.30 and would bring dinner with him.  Despite what I
knew he was doing to me, I was reassured that he wanted me for himself and
was eager to see him as lover, not boss.  The two xx at the end of the
email meant everything to me.

   It was the Tuesday afternoon, lying on my sunbed, daydreaming about my
new life, when I gave myself a huge scare.  Checking the calendar, I
realised I had been in my aunt -(TM)s house for two of the three months she
was due to be away.  What was I to do?  I could not be naked around the
house.  I could not explain my new Giant boyfriend who was the same age as
her.  I could not explain why I was disappearing every weekend.  But fate
had other plans for me.  That day a normal email arrived for me, not to
theslut, telling me my aunt was going to call me first thing tomorrow. 
When the call came, we spent a few minutes on banal chit chat, before she
got down to the reason for her call.  She was sorry, but she had been given
a surprise opportunity to take a three-year research contract in Melbourne
...  so, she would not be coming back to the UK until I finished
university.

   She was so sorry but would I be OK living in the house on my own for the
next three years?  I practically danced round the little house but just
limited myself to making reassuring noises about me and the house, and
congratulating her on the great career opportunity.  I had good news for my
man to offset my trauma of the WhatsApp messages.

   When he arrived as promised at 7.30, I secretly breathed a sigh of
relief in case he had better things to do than come to see me.  He brought
a delicious Chinese meal with him which we ate in pleasant domesticity.  As
we later sat on the terrace with a twilight glass of wine, little naked me
sitting comfortably on his lap, I told him all my news.  He was delighted
about the house as he had been thinking about what would happen when she
came back.  So, now he was in an even better mood, I told him the WhatsApp
messages had upset me and began to be a little tearful the more I told him.

   However, he was very dismissive of my complaints and just reinforced my
new role in life.  This was just business The Slut needed to deliver new
content and they needed to promote traffic to the new site.  I should
separate the two things like him  -" business and his feelings for me. 
Still not entirely comfortable with the comments, I was nevertheless
ecstatic to hear that he had genuine feelings for me.  When he took me off
to bed for a night of long slow romance, I was that childish adolescent
again who could not believe her luck that this man wanted me.  We enjoyed
every part of each other and did everything that came so naturally to
lovers.  When I kissed him good bye on the doorstep, naked naturally, I was
even confident enough to joke that I could not take too many nights like
that when I was working on my university studies.  He just laughed as he
walked to his car and told me to think of it as good practice for my
weekend job, which left me deflated once I had closed the door.

   In fact, it took three Wednesday night visits before one of my
neighbours spoke to me for the first time, asking about my aunt and then my
new 3-year residence in their road.  She also looked with some disgust at
my revealing clothes especially as it was becoming autumnal and my nipples
were very prominent.  She then got to the point and said she had noticed I
might have a new man friend.  Yes I did.  He had a very nice big car but he
probably needed one that size.  Yes he is big in every way I said with a
smile, which made her blush.  But he seems a lot older than you.  Yes he is
 -" 30 years older.

   That last piece of information was all she could take and as she rushed
off to her house, no doubt to spread the hot gossip, I could not help
laughing to myself that my reputation in the road was completely ruined
now, or possibly enhanced with the male neighbours.  As we lay in bed a few
days later, my lover man shared the joke and said if any of the men ever
looked at my website, they would be coming round for cups of tea all the
time, which set me giggling and only a large cock in my mouth shut me up.

   My first week as The Slut passed peacefully and quickly.  Suddenly it
was Friday and the excited walk to the superstore in my flimsy little
dress, to be picked up by one of my guys, I assumed.  I stood on the
quietest side of the carpark and waited until I saw the big Mercedes glide
through the entrance and come straight to me.  The car stopped next to me
and a stranger climbed out.

    -œHi Slut - he said with a smile.   -œYou apparently know the rules so
give me the dress and shoes please.  Then you can walk round to the
passenger front seat, get in and assume your usual position.  You are
working now so no arguments. -

   I looked around the busy carpark at all the people, looked him
confidently in the eye, and then slipped the thin straps off my shoulders.
I shrugged the dress down from my small breasts, and then pushed it over my
hips so it slipped gently to the ground around my sandals, that I had also
kicked off.

   I bent down, straight legs naturally, and picked up the dress and
sandals to give to him.  I then walked around the big car, not even
glancing to see if anyone was watching, and slid gracefully into the front
seat.  By the time he got in, I was in position sitting with my ass on the
edge and legs wide apart, showing him, and anyone else who cared to look, a
perfect view of my glistening pubis and vagina.

   Before we drove away, he turned to me and said  -œI am one of your
WhatsApp group.  Your boss asked me to pick you up.  I must say I have
loved looking at your videos.  I cannot wait to sample the goods myself but
that will have to wait. - Leaving the carpark, he once more took the slow
route through the town centre, with a small detour to pick up a package
from a shop in a fairly rundown part of town.  He told me not to move and
left me sitting there, exposed to several people who walked past.  This
included a group of young men from the local betting shop, who crowded
round the car, leering in at me and taking photos on their phones.  Those
were already being sent around to their friends who could also ogle at my
exposed breasts and pussy.

   With that thought in mind, my pussy had a mind of its own, and began to
moisten.  As a true exhibitionist, and now The Slut, I basked in their lewd
comments and flashing cameras, until my driver returned and placed his
package on the back seat, and resumed our journey.

    -œAre they allowed to take photos and videos of me?  I thought I was a
commercial asset now. -  -œAnyone can take photos and videos of you in
public.  In fact, I have seen a few of you that are already in circulation
around the town.  Do not be surprised if you get recognised before too
long. - That stunned me, but once more my exhibitionist pride took over
and I just smiled at him and relaxed until we reached the house.