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Taylor is a Slut
by Rochelle's Friend (rochellesfriend@excite.com)
***
Taylor has a rendezvous with an online acquaintance,
that doesn't go as planned. This is a story written for
my friend, Taylor at her request. (MF, nc, rp, oral)
***
Taylor is a slut. At least that how she portrays herself
when she's using her online alias. She posts about how
horny she is, how much she likes cock, how she wants to
be filled with cum. She posts pictures of herself, half
naked showing off her firm nubile body. Sometimes she
even posts videos of her dripping wet pussy as she plays
with it.
The truth is, Taylor isn't the promiscuous little minx
she portrays online, but she wants to be. She isn't
lying when she announces to the world how much she wants
to be fucked. She isn't just playing up to her many
online followers when she tells them all her secret
desires.
Deep down, she wants to be the whore she describes
herself as. It's just that to this point she hasn't had
the courage to do it in real life. She worried about
what her friends might think, how her family would
react, how her coworkers would treat her. Reasonable
fears, but fears she would have to overcome nonetheless.
But things changed when she met AJ. Their relationship
(if you could call it that) mainly consisted of trading
dirty pics, lewd chat, and the occasional candid moment
about life, but it was enough to pique Taylor's
interest. Over the years they talked enough to develop a
level of trust and comfort that she didn't have with
many of her online friends, so when he suggested that
they meet one day she didn't immediately dismiss the
idea like she had with so many other offers. Instead she
told him she would think about it.
That night not only did she think about it, she dreamt
about it too. The next morning the details were fuzzy,
but the dampness in her panties reminded her that she
had a very enjoyable dream about fucking AJ. It was all
the motivation she needed. Taylor made up her mind that
she was going to meet AJ and in all likelihood she was
going to fuck him too.
Over the next few days, they chatted online and worked
out the details. AJ would drive to her town and they
would meet for drinks first just to make sure everything
was on the up and up. If everything seemed okay then
they could actually fuck the next time they met, or if
Taylor was feeling particularly motivated then she
thought she might even fuck him that night.
So the next weekend, Taylor got ready to go meet AJ. As
she dried her long blonde hair, thought about all of the
pictures she'd seen of AJ's cock. She was getting turned
on already. Normally she would have already had her legs
spread and her favorite vibrator buried deep in her bald
wet pussy, but today she wanted to let the anticipation
build. As she got more and more turned on the idea of
fucking AJ that night seemed more and more likely.
Taylor would look sexy wearing a burlap sack but she
wanted to look her absolute best tonight, so she
wouldn't have any trouble convincing AJ to speed up
their plans if that's what she wanted. She wore her
favorite little black dress that displayed her ample
cleavage as well as her long legs. Save for a garter
belt that was holding up her thigh-high stockings, she
wore nothing else under her dress. A pair of high heels
helped to further emphasize her shapely legs and
complete the look.
She could have fucked any man that laid eyes on her that
night.
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She confidently walked into the bar of a local hotel. It
was their agreed upon meeting place and just as he
promised, AJ was at a table waiting on her. They
exchanged pleasantries and soon they were chatting away
like old friends. After about half an hour, Taylor
wanted to get things moving along. She excused herself
to go to the ladies room, and as she got up she
"accidentally" knocked a napkin off the table.
She crouched down to retrieve it, and in doing so, gave
AJ a perfect view of her glistening pussy. She paused in
that position long enough for AJ to see her mischievous
grin and a brief glimpse of her pussy, then she resumed
her trip to the ladies room.
When she returned, another round of drinks was waiting
on her. She resumed her conversation with AJ, picking up
where they had left off. Most of the conversation was
typical small talk, but it would occasionally turn to
something perverse much to the delight of both
participants. Not long after, Taylor found herself
yawning a lot. She wasn't bored with the conversation,
she was just getting very drowsy; uncharacteristically
so, at that relatively early hour.
AJ said it must be time to go as he got up from his
seat, grabbed some cash from his wallet to cover the bar
tab, and then helped Taylor to her feet. And that was
the last thing she remembered.
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Taylor awoke later in an unfamiliar room. She was face-
down on a bed, arms and legs firmly tied to each corner,
spread wide. Her dress was still on, but the top had
been pulled down to expose her tits, and the bottom had
been pulled up in similar fashion.
The room was mostly dark but as the fog from her drinks
(and whatever else) lifted she surmised that she was in
a hotel room. She also became acutely aware that she had
been fucked recently. Her pussy was agape and very, very
wet. Her clit was swollen and her lips were still very
sensitive.
She heard someone walking into the room. She strained
her neck trying to turn around far enough to see who it
was. She couldn't see him, but she recognized AJ's
voice.
"Looking for something?"
"What the fuck, asshole! Did you fucking drug me?"
"I'm not sure what you're talking about. I think maybe
you just had one too many drinks."
"I'm a fucking bartender asshole. I know how to hold my
liquor."
"That's nice. Perhaps you should shut your mouth before
I knock you out again. You were a lot more fun when you
were unconscious. You even moaned like a whore the
entire time I fucked you."
Taylor struggled against her bonds but quickly realized
she wasn't going to wriggle free. She wasn't going
anywhere until AJ let her go.
"Fine. Whatever. Do whatever it is you're going to do
and let me go. Just get it over with."
Despite her annoyance with the circumstances, Taylor was
actually getting turned on. She was imagining herself
moaning while AJ raped her earlier. The thought of such
a violation made her pussy begin to ache. Had she not
been tied up she would be fighting tooth and toenail,
but in her current state, all she could do was brace
herself for another assault.
AJ sensed Taylor's resignation and climbed on the bed to
use Taylor to satisfy himself once again. There was no
foreplay, no teasing, nothing to get her ready. He just
plunged his hard cock into her pussy. One push and he
was buried in Taylor's warm, wet hole. He began
thrusting his hard cock in and out.
Taylor let a brief moan escape her lips, but stopped
when she realized what she was doing. She didn't want to
give AJ the satisfaction.
He continued his assault on her pussy, fucking faster
and faster. Had the circumstances been different, Taylor
would be enjoying this. AJ's cock was plenty big, and he
was fucking her well enough, but she couldn't stop
thinking about how violated she was feeling.
Another moan escaped her lips. Taylor's mind wanted to
be anywhere but in that room, but her body defied her.
Her pussy was quivering under the assault, growing
wetter and wetter with each thrust of AJ's hard cock.
She was panting with every thrust now, and she could
feel her inevitable orgasm building. Without realizing
it she let out a squeal.
AJ started to feel the contractions of the silky cunt
grabbing at his cock. He too was on the brink of an
orgasm and Taylor's squeels were enough to set it off.
With a loud grunt he thrust forward as deep as he could
and began shooting rope after creamy rope of his hot cum
deep in Taylor's spasming cunt.
He could feel Taylor's pussy milking his cock as her
orgasm rocked her body. After filling Taylor with his
huge load of cum, AJ pulled his cock out of her gaping
pussy, and began to untie her wrists and ankles.
There was an awkward silence as Taylor rolled over to
get her first look at the room. AJ casually strolled
over to the couch and sat down. He looked at Taylor,
then looked down at his still hard cock, as if to
suggest that the ordeal wasn't quite over yet. Taylor
knew what he wanted, but she just wanted to leave.
Unsure of what AJ would do if she tried to go, she
caved. She slid off the bed and walked over to AJ.
Kneeling down in front of him, she took his cock in her
hand. Wanting to get it over with as quickly as possible
she was ready to use every trick she knew.
She started by taking the head in her mouth with a loud
slurping sound, and stroking the shaft with her hand.
His cock was still wet and slippery from the mixture of
their juices. Taylor recognized her own flavor which she
normally enjoyed a great deal. She could also taste AJ's
cum too and while mixture of the two was not unpleasant,
she wasn't in the mood to savor them like she normally
would have.
She was stroking the cock faster and faster, while she
ran her tongue around the crown of the swollen head. She
alternated between doing that and taking the entire
length of his cock down her throat. Under normal
circumstances this would have made AJ cum in just a
minute or two, but since he had just emptied his ball in
Taylor's sloppy pussy twice already he was able to enjoy
the experience even longer. Eventually though, Taylor's
masterful technique lead to its inevitable conclusion,
and AJ's orgasm neared.
Just as his balls began to twitch, AJ reached down and
grabbed a handful of Taylor's silken blonde hair. He
pulled Taylor away from his cock, and with his free hand
he aimed it right at her face. He managed to shoot a few
squirts of cum that hit the mark perfectly.
Taylor leaned back to catch her breath for a moment. She
was physically and emotionally drained. She reached up
to wipe the cum from her face, and AJ stopped her.
"No. Leave it there, slut."
AJ stood up, and leaned over, offering Taylor his hand.
She took it and he helped her to her feet. She was a
disheveled mess.
"You should probably go now."
Taylor nodded in agreement. She picked up her shoes and
purse and headed for the door. As she opened the door,
AJ called out her name, and she turned back to see what
he had to say.
"Do it again next month when I'm back in town?"
Taylor thought for a moment. She ran her tongue over her
upper lip, getting a little bit of AJ's cum in the
process, and smiled.
"Yeah. I'd like that."
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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