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 Archive name: lilslut.txt (mf, ff, exh, teen, alcohol)
 Authors name: Writn' Roy
 Story title : The Little Slut

 The Little Slut (Mf, ff, teen, strip, sisters, drunk)
 by Writin' Roy (writinroy@hotmail.com)


 Hey, my name's Roy, and I'm a senior at a high school
 on Long Island. Although I'm convinced that this town
 isn't real America, I still hang out and pretend to
 like the people, mainly so I can hit the parties.

 There's basically two kinds of people in this town:
 preps and everyone else.  So, the parties here tend
 to be one or the other.  I try not to latch on to any
 group in particular, I just try to stay cool with
 everyone.

 The preps in this town throw a lot of parties.  The
 good thing about these parties is that their houses
 are huge and the preppy chicks who are always prude
 bitches during the day put out once they get liquored
 up.

 Then there's the non-prep parties. These rock. There's
 always slammin' tunes, plenty of booze and weed, and
 lots of slutty chicks.  The bad part is that they
 usually make me pay to get in, and there are a lot of
 ghetto-type people there.

 Either way, though, I have fun.  So enough bullshit,
 I want to tell you about something that happened to me
 a while ago at a party.

 It all started a couple of weeks ago when I met this
 girl named Taylor.  This chick came to my school a
 year ago as an 8th grader.  Man was she a hot ticket.
 Every guy in the school was like, "man I'd like to
 screw her."  She was a ditzy little chick, always
 walking around in the sluttiest little outfits, bending
 over in skirts, stuff like that.  She hung with the
 ghetto people, and got caught smoking up, the usual
 slutty girl routine.  It seemed to me like she was
 whoring herself out to every lowlife in the school,
 so I was shocked to find out that she hadn't gone
 farther than second!

 This made her even more desirable in my mind, cause
 this chick was hot!  She was short and thin, with
 skinny hips and a tight little ass and... well you'll
 find out more a little later.  Oh yea, did I mention
 that Taylor skipped a grade in her old school, making
 her only 13 in 9th grade?!  I guess not.  Well, I liked
 this fact, I liked it a lot.

 So anyway, Taylor fucked up a lot in 8th grade, so her
 parents decided to put her in a boarding school for her
 freshman year.  As the first half of this year went on,
 I forgot about her so when she came back in the winter,
 it was like "Alright, that chick's back."

 I learned that Taylor had gone to a co-ed boarding
 school, and while she was there, she had gone from a
 mere slut to a megaslut.  People said that she fucked
 her brains out there, and I wasn't at all surprised.
 It even made me a little hopeful, cause now I was
 thinking, "now maybe I can fuck this chick."

 Taylor was in my PE class for the second half of the
 year, and one day she just started talking to me. This
 was cool because she was a freshman and I hadn't ever
 talked to her before (mainly because she was a fresh-
 man, and it wouldn't seem socially acceptable for a
 senior to hit on a 9th grader).

 She mentioned this party that a bunch of ghetto-type
 people were having that night.  I asked her if she
 needed a ride there, and she said, "Yeah, I didn't
 know how I was going to get there, especially since
 I just got kicked out of my house."

 "What for?" I asked.

 "Smokin' up," she said, "I've been living at friends
 houses for like a week."  So I guess I had a date,
 or at least as much of a date as someone can get with
 such a slut.

 I thought this might get interesting, especially since
 I wouldn't have to bring her home or deal with her
 parents, or anything.

 Now I knew my mission would be to get her loaded
 enough, and then make my move.  We pulled up to the
 house and I got out of my car.  The ghetto-type people
 outside the door looked at me a little funny, (I guess
 they consider me a prep) but when they saw Taylor, I
 could tell everything was cool with them.

 "Hey, is my sister in there?" she asked one of them.

 "Yea, here's your cup, we got two kegs in there, have
 a good time."

 Her sister... of course.  Probably the only slut bigger
 than Taylor is Taylor's sister Katie.  She screwed all
 the ghetto guys.  I even heard that she and Taylor and
 Katie's boyfriend had a three-way, but I didn't know
 whether or not to believe this.  All I knew was that if
 Taylor was bi, she couldn't get much more desirable to
 me.

 "Hey man," the door guy said to me as he handed me a
 cup.  Cool, since they knew Taylor, they let us in
 free of charge.

 Inside, the party was pretty cool.  Classic ghetto-
 style house party, full of weed smoke, black light,
 and a DJ with lots of hip-hop music.  I'm not such a
 great dancer, but the DJ was slamin', and after a few
 brews, I loosened up.  I didn't want to get too drunk,
 however, just in case I got some action, so I could
 remember what the hell happened.  Also, I had to drive
 home.

 Taylor, on the other hand, was getting plenty loaded.
 We got separated for about 15 or 20 minutes, and the
 next time I saw her, she was practically tripping over
 herself.

 "This is great," I thought, "This chick's already
 wasted, I didn't even have to persuade her."  I wasn't
 surprised, either.  She's so diminutive, I'd bet it
 doesn't even take her five beers until she's half
 passed out.

 We were on the first floor with the kegs, and since
 the DJ was downstairs, up here there was just a bunch
 of people (mostly guys) sitting around getting drunk.

 All of a sudden, Taylor got up and said, "OK, I got
 kicked out of my house a while ago, and I need some
 money, so if you all chip in, I'll strip for you guys."

 My dick jumped in my pants when I heard her say that.
  
 Apparently, I wasn't the only one.  Every guy in the
 room (including me) instantly reached into their
 pockets.  I pulled out whatever I could find, a couple
 bucks, or something.  We all put our money on this
 table in the center of the room.  She counted it up,
 and it was like $90.

 "This is enough," she said, and got up on the table.
 She was standing up, and moving around sexily, although
 I could tell she was really hammered.  

 She ran her hands up and down her sides and then up to
 her breasts.  She squeezed her small tits and then ran
 her hands down between her legs.  She then slowly
 lifted her top, exposing her tits clad in a lacy black
 bra.  She then moved down to her sexy tight black
 pants.  She slowly unzipped her pants, and hooked her
 thumbs under the waist, and slowly slid them down.  As
 she did, she bent over, exposing matching black
 panties.  When she got her pants down to her ankles,
 her ass was sticking up lewdly into the air, right in
 front of my face.

 Her ass was small, her hips flaring slightly past her
 skinny waist, and I couldn't help but ask myself
 whether this chick was even fully developed.

 As she bent over as far a s physically possible, I
 watched as her panties were pulled tight between her
 legs, revealing the pubic mound underneath.  Watching
 the tight material stretch tight over her mound,
 revealing the cleft between her pussy lips was almost
 too much for me to bear.

 She danced around for a while in her underwear, but
 she knew what the drunken idiots around her wanted.
 Taylor reached behind her back and unhooked her bra,
 and pulled the cups away from her tits, exposing them
 to the crowd.  Her small breasts couldn't have been
 more than A-cups, but they looked so awesome on her
 body.  They were pert and slightly rounded, and they
 flowed beautifully into large, cone-like red nipples
 that looked like they were unusually protruded for
 such small breasts.

 A cheer went up in the crowd as Taylor exposed herself
 and chucked her bra into the group of guys gathered
 around the table.  She danced around, squeezing her
 tits, pushing them together, and rubbing her pointy
 nipples, much to my enjoyment. 

 As she moved, I could tell the alcohol was beginning
 to really effect her, because her motions were becoming
 slower and drunkier (if that's a word).  

 Finally, she gave the crowd what they'd been waiting
 for.  She sexily hooked her thumbs under the waistband
 of her lacy panties, and pulled them down the same way
 she pulled down her pants.  She was bending over with
 her ass pointing right at me.  My heart was beating so
 fast, and maybe it was just the alcohol, but it seemed
 like she was pulling her panties down in slow-motion.

 I had a hard on since she suggested stripping, but now
 my dick was ready to jump out of my pants.  I was
 practically drooling as I watched the waistband of
 Taylor's panties move progressively lower.  I watched
 the top of the waistband slide down past the top of her
 ass crack, and down further and further, revealing her
 tight little ass.  Then I braced myself for what I knew
 was coming next.  Her panties slipped off her ass,
 revealing to me her pussy.

 My dick lurched in my pants, and she let her panties
 fall, until they were around her ankles.

 She used one foot to kick the lacy undergarments into
 the crowd.  Amazingly, they landed right in my lap.  I
 put the crotch area of the panties to my nose and
 breathed in deeply.  Damn, if I didn't know better,
 I'd say this chick was getting turned on by striping.

 She turned around a few times, running her hands over
 her lithe young body, over her breasts and between her
 legs.  Then she sat down on top of the table and, with
 her knees bent, spread her legs wide open.

 I almost blew my load right there when I saw her entire
 naked cunt displayed wantonly before my eyes.  This
 little strip show was quickly becoming nothing more
 than pornography... excellent!

 Getting a closer look at her pussy, it was quite clear
 to me now that this little slut wasn't even fully
 developed.  She had a dark patch of pubic hair above
 the top of her slit, but it wasn't the thick, bushy
 matte that some girls have.  Also, her pubic hair had
 just begun to creep down the sides of her pussy lips,
 leaving the most part of her cunt clearly visible.

 Being petite, I didn't really expect Taylor to have a
 large pussy, but the one I saw before me was even
 smaller than I expected.  Her mound was a slightly
 thinner and longer version of the classic coffee bean
 shape, but it still looked like it was not done
 developing.  Her thin, pink pussy lips were fairly
 tight against her body, but the opening of her vagina
 looked like it had been prematurely stretched out by
 more than a few dicks.  At the top of her slit I could
 see her little clit peeking out from her outer lips.

 Taylor slid one hand down to her pussy, and flared open
 her outer lips, revealing more to our eager eyes.  The
 inside of her pussy was glistening and red, from her
 inner lips, which looked puffy and aroused, right up to
 her clit, which was poking its way out from its little
 hood.  The woody I had in my pants was by now so hard
 it hurt, but I didn't know what I could do about it
 now.

 She continued playing with herself for our enjoyment,
 opening and closing her pussy, running her finger up
 and down her slit, and squeezing her small tits
 together while playing with her nipples, the whole
 time my dick straining against my pants.

 Suddenly, Taylor put her hand on her forehead as though
 she had a bad headache.  Her eyes rolled back, and she
 collapsed back on the table.

 There she lay, naked and sprawled out on the table
 before us.  Now, as you probably know, this scene could
 have turned ugly pretty quickly.  I mean, a wasted,
 passed out little slut in a room full of drunk, horny
 guys. But luckily for Taylor, her sister Katie, who had
 been around when Taylor passed out, rushed over to see
 what happened.

 Katie, a redhead who was two years older than Taylor,
 was another huge slut, as I mentioned before, but not
 nearly as hot as Taylor was.  Her body wasn't bad, but
 she had small tits, and her face was kind of screwed
 up.  Anyway, she went over to her sister and propped
 her head u on her chest, trying to get her upright.
 She fanned her face, and talked to her in an attempt
 to revive her.

 After a while, Taylor opened her eyes and said
 distantly, "What happened?"

 "It's alright," said Katie gently, "you just blacked
 out for a while, that's all."

 "Oh, no," said Taylor, who buried her head in her
 sister's chest.

 "Aw, it's alright," said Katie, tenderly stroking her
 sister's hair.  "You know something? you looked really
 hot just now stripping for these guys," she said as she
 moved her hand down Taylor's smooth skin to her ass.

 I was thinking that this was now getting kind of weird,
 but I was still captivated by the sight of Taylor's
 nude body, so I stayed where I was.  

 "Really?" asked Taylor in response to her sister.

 "Yeah, and you know something else?" said Katie, "you
 look so sexy right now, sitting on my lap like this."
 Taylor looked up into her sister's eyes, but before she
 could say anything, Katie kissed her.

 Now this was no sister to sister kiss, this was a slow,
 tender kiss like the ones shared between lovers.  It
 quickly evolved into a full blown, open-mouth kiss, and
 then into a heavy tonguing kiss like in porno movies,
 and all of a sudden it seemed that Taylor and Katie
 couldn't get their hands off of each other.
  
 Katie's hands were on Taylor's breasts, and she cupped
 them, and kneaded them with her palms.  Taylor had one
 hand on Katie's breast, and on had gone up Katie's
 skirt.  When Taylor's hand reached its destination,
 Katie broke off from the kiss and arched her neck back
 with a moan.

 At this point I felt my eyes practically bulge out of
 my skull.  Before me was a hot lesbian love scene
 between two chicks I saw everyday in school.  And as
 if that wasn't enough, they were sisters!

 They continued to feel each other up, Katie's hands
 running over Taylor's smooth back, and down to her ass.
 
 Taylor's hand continued to move rhythmically in Katie's
 skirt.  All the while, they were practically sucking
 each other's faces off, groaning into each other's
 mouths.  Katie's hand eventually made its was down to
 Taylor's crotch.  She cupped her sister's entire pubic
 area, and Taylor immediately responded by grinding her
 horny little cunt against the hand.  Katie ran her
 middle finger into Taylor's by now moist slit.

 Taylor continued to hump, rubbing her sister's finger
 up and down in her slit, and mashing her clit against
 Katie's palm. Taylor moved her hands up to her sister's
 shirt and proceeded to unbutton it.

 When Taylor got down to about the third button, she
 blacked out again, and fell limp against her sister.
 "Damn," I thought, "Just when things were starting to
 get really hot."

 Katie's face quickly developed into a disappointed
 frown, but then her sense of responsibility came back
 to her, and she said, "She's had way to muck to drink,
 she's got to go home."  She then reached for Taylor's
 clothes, and after putting the wad of money into a
 pocket, proceeded to dress her sister.

 A chorus of disappointed exclamations and gestures went
 up as most of the guys began to clear out of the room.
 But, feeling partially responsible as Taylor's date, or
 whatever I was, I stayed.  I quickly realized I still
 had her panties, but I decided to put them in my pocket
 as a souvenir.

 Once Taylor was clothed, her sister said, "Hey, who
 brought her here?"

 Snapping out of the daze that had come over me during
 this whole ordeal, I stood up and said, "Me."

 "OK, Roy, right?" said Katie, "could you take her
 back to wherever she's been staying?  She's way to
 drunk to stay here."

 "Sure, no problem," I said.  Actually, it might be a 
 problem.  I was still a little out of it, and I wasn't
 sure I could drive.  Also, I was kind of disappointed
 that I hadn't gotten any that night, even though I saw
 a show that I knew I wouldn't soon forget.  But despite
 it all, I picked Taylor's small body up off of the
 table and began to go towards the door.

 But before I got outside, Taylor woke up and said,
 "Roy? What's happening?"

 "You passed out again, I'm taking you back to your
 friend's place."

 "No, I can't go back there, they'll throw me out if
 they find out I've been drinking."

 "Hey," I said, "you're totally loaded, I can't just
 leave you here."

 "Please, Roy, don't," she said sheepishly.  There,
 cradled in my arms, looking up at me with those eyes
 of hers, I knew I was helpless against her will.  So,
 I brought her upstairs, and into one of the currently
 unoccupied bedrooms.

 Laying her on a bed, I said, "Just try to sleep it off.
 I'll take you home when you sober up."

 Just as I was about to leave the room she said, "No,
 Roy, stay."

 At these words my mind raced and I was ecstatic at the
 prospects of getting this girl in bed, but I kept my
 cool, saying, "Sure," and getting down next to her on
 the bed.

 She put her hand on my leg and said sweetly, "Why are
 you so nice to me, Roy?"  Before I could answer, she
 had straddled my lap, and proceeded to kiss me pas-
 sionately.

 "Damn, this girl sure is making it easy for me," I
 thought as I ran my hands up over her lithe body.  I
 practically threw her back onto the bed and jumped on
 top of her, kissing her and wildly trying to undress
 her.  As I was taking her shirt off, she was deftly
 slipping out of her pants (no doubt she had done this
 many times before).

 After I got her shirt off, I practically tore her bra
 off to get to those sexy little tits.  Once they were
 exposed I took one of those hard, red, candy-like
 nipples in my mouth and sucked hard.

 She screamed and grabbed a hold of my head and held it
 there as I sucked, each time feeling the nipple
 expanding and hardening.  By the time I took my mouth
 off to go for the other nipple, the one I had been
 working on was so hard it looked like the eraser on a
 pencil.  I proceeded to do the same thing with her
 other nipple as she slipped out of her panties.  When
 I saw that she was completely naked (again), I hurried
 to take the rest of my clothes off.  I threw off my
 shirt, and hastily unfastened my pants. Then, in one
 quick motion, I disposed of my underwear, letting my
 dick spring out, hard as an iron rail.

 I then continued to suck on Taylor's breasts, as one
 hand went between her legs.  I wanted to make sure she
 was really wet before I inserted, because she looked
 like she might be kind of tight, especially for a guy
 like me, if you know what I mean.  

 Well, no problem there.  Taylor's oily lubrication
 seeped out of her hole as I spread the lips of her
 pussy open.  I moved my hand up to her clit, which was
 now fully engorged and visible, poking out from her
 outer lips.  I was surprised at it's size and hardness
 as I ran my fingers over it, causing a little squeal
 to come out of Taylor.  I stopped sucking to look down
 at her aroused cunt, and my dick lurched.  It was so
 hard that if felt as though a single touch would set
 me off.

 I knew that I couldn't hold out much longer if I didn't
 take her soon.  So, I got into position on my knees in
 front of her, She knew what was coming next, and spread
 her legs wide for me.  She used two fingers to spread
 her cunt lips open, and lay there with a sweet,
 expectant smile, waiting for me to enter her.

 I didn't really know how I wanted to go about doing
 this, but I decided to move fast for fear of blowing my
 load all over her before I was even in.  So, I posi-
 tioned the head of my cock on her swollen inner lips
 and, grabbing her hips, thrust as hard as I could,
 driving most of my cock into her with one push. In
 fact, it went in easier than I expected, but then again
 this chick was no virgin.  

 As soon as I felt my whole shaft enveloped in her
 warm moist tunnel, I was cumming violently, not having
 time to pull out even if I'd wanted to (which I
 didn't).

 When Taylor felt my hot cum hit the walls of pussy,
 she moaned, and I felt her pussy grip my dick.

 I wasn't even near finished for the night.  My dick
 hadn't even gone a little soft after my orgasm, and I
 started to hump her again.

 I had to go slowly at first, because Taylor was tighter
 than I had realized at first.  She was the tightest I'd
 ever had.  In fact, looking down at her penetrated
 pussy, I was surprised that I fit in her at all.  Her
 immature pussy lips were stretched tight over my shaft,
 and when I pushed into her, they even folded in on
 themselves a little bit.

 If she was this tight now, I thought that it mush have
 been like haven for the guys who fucked her the first
 couple of times.

 Everytime I pushed in I felt myself filling her to
 capacity, and everytime I pulled back, I felt her
 tender pussy gripping my cock.  As she eased up, I
 began to hump her harder and harder, until I was
 slamming my dick into her as hard and as fast as I
 could.

 I could tell this was how she liked it, too, her
 rhythmic screams increased in intensity until she was
 silenced by the overpowering waves of orgasm washing
 over her.  Her angelic little face contorted violently
 as her orgasm hit her.  Then her back spasmed as she
 lurched upward and bit my shoulder.

 I felt her cumming hard on my dick, the waves of
 muscle contractions milking my dick, which I slammed
 into her and held there as she cummed.

 Soon, I couldn't hold it any longer, and I again shot
 the hot white sherbet in her little cunt.

 Even after I was done, she wrapped her legs around my
 waist and thrust upwards, wailing each time until her
 orgasm subsided.

 Finally she fell back on the bed, and we just lay
 there.  She fell asleep in a matter of seconds, but I
 just stayed there, soaking up the beauty of her naked
 body.  After a while, I decided I better get some
 sleep as well, seeing as how I was driving her home,
 and I was in no condition to get behind the wheel.

                            ***

 The next day, I awoke and found her gone. After getting
 dressed, I searched around the house looking for her.
 It was about 6 a.m., and the sun was just coming up.
 There were a few people still there, mostly passed out
 on the floor or just getting up, like me.  However,
 there was no sign of Taylor anywhere.  I decided this
 was just as well, considering I wanted to get home
 pronto, before my parents woke up.

 As I got into my car, I thought, "At least I'll have
 last night to remember," as I reached into my pocket.
 But, mysteriously, the panties were gone.  I chuckled
 to my self and said out loud, "That little slut."

                           ***

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