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My First Days as a Slut - 6
by Funiinca (Funinca@gmail.com)
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This story follows Tina a 19-year-old girl through her
14 day fall into total slut. (MMF, Mf, ped, inc, exh)
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Day 6: Wednesday
The next two days at work were busy. Julie asked me if
I'd noticed Amanda's new style. I told her I had and
that I kept complimenting her. Julie said she was also
telling Amanda how good she looked.
Wednesday after work Cindy had called and asked me to
drop a school book, she left at our house, off at her
mom's house for her. I drove home, got the book, and
headed to Cindy's house.
Cindy's mother had not remarried. She was nice enough,
but always seemed unhappy. She and I got along, but
didn't really have a relationship. Even though she
wanted the divorce, she was very unhappy when Mark
started dating my mom. I think she thought that he'd
stay miserable too.
When I got there I knocked on the door. I prepared
myself. I was still dressed from work and I was on the
verge of slutty. I assumed I'd get some comment.
There was no answer. I knocked again. She looked like
she'd been crying. I didn't want to intrude. I told her
I was dropping off Cindy's book. She sniffles and
thanked me. She said Cindy was at a friend's.
I said thanks and started to leave. Her sniffling
bothered me. I turned back and asked if she was OK? She
assured me she was, thanked me for asking, and then
burst into tears standing in the doorway.
I put my arm around her and guided her back in the
house. We sat on the couch and she hugged me and sobbed
on my shoulder. I finally got the story out of her.
She'd been dating a guy for two weeks. She'd thought it
was going somewhere. This weekend she had sex with him.
He'd just called and broke up with her. She told me that
since her divorce, she had not had a relationship that
lasted more than two weeks.
"What's wrong with me," she sobbed. "Am I that ugly?"
Actually, except for the unhappy look, she was
attractive. She was about 5'6", 110, long hair, pretty
face and skin. My first guess was she was a lousy lay or
a pain in the ass to hang out with. I assured her she
was attractive.
"Look at your daughter," I said reassuringly. "She's
gorgeous and she looks like you."
She sniffled, "You really think so?"
"Absolutely," I responded.
She looked at me, thanked me, but still clung to me. I
kept my arm around her. She kept sniffling. She started
going through all her relationships. A lot of them ended
right after she had sex with them.
No wonder she's upset, I thought. I don't blame her for
doubting herself.
She realized what she was saying and started putting
herself down.
"I must be a lousy fuck," she said. "They fuck me and
leave me. How can I be so bad."
Then she burst into the tears again, and cried into my
shoulder. I felt bad for her and held her reassuring
her. I told her she couldn't be that bad. For most men,
even if you're just there they think the sex is good.
She laughed.
I assured her she was gorgeous and sweet. I did say she
often looked unhappy. I asked if she thought that might
have anything to do with it.
She told me she was unhappy, but mostly because she was
lonely. It was hard being alone for so long. She always
felt she was missing something. She said her divorce
from Mark was her fault. She always felt she could not
connect even though she'd tried.
She started crying again. She was sobbing that she was
ugly, a lousy lay, and something was wrong with her that
she couldn't connect.
For my part I held her and told her that there was
nothing wrong with her. That she was pretty and had not
found the right person yet. She pulled away from me,
looked at me, and thanked me for being so sweet.
Then she shocked me. She said thank you and gave me a
small kiss. I kissed her back and again assured her it
was OK. She told me I was so sweet and gave me another
small kiss. Then with no warning. She pressed into me
and really kissed me. I was completely surprised and
pulled back.
She started crying again. "I'm sorry," she sniffled. "I
don't know what came over me. I'm such a mess."
I put my arm around her again and assured her she was
OK. She turned her head to look at me. She looked so sad
and so needy. This time I kissed her. She kissed back.
It felt good. She had such soft lips. When I kissed
Cathy it was different. Cathy's lips were covered with
cum and pussy. Cindy's mother tasted different. Fresh
showered. Light flowers. I liked it.
We spent some time kissing she pulled away from me and
took off her top. We got back to serious kissing. As we
did I reach behind her and unclasped her bra. She looked
at me shyly and let it fall off. I reached out to caress
her breasts. Her nipples hardened under my fingers.
I bent my head down and took her nipple in my mouth. She
moaned. She tasted like freshly cleaned skin. I liked
it. I stood up and pulled my dress up over my head and
dropped it on the floor. I was standing there in just
panties and heels. She gave me another shy smile.
I sat down and guided her hand to my breasts. She gently
stroked them and sucked on my nipples. It felt wonderful
and I told her so. She looked so happy.
I pushed her down on the couch. We kissed passionately.
I sat up on my knees and undid her jeans. I grabbed the
waist and started to pull her jeans and panties off
together. She lifted her ass so I could pull them all
the way off.
We went back to making out. A woman's touch is so much
softer than a man's and because she was so shy and
unsure it was even gentler and sweeter. My hand slid
down her belly to her pussy. Her legs fell apart as she
made room for my hand. My fingers traced her clit. She
pushed her hips forward and moaned as I touched her. I
slid them in her pussy. She kissed me passionately.
My fingers in her pussy, our lips locked, she explored
my body with one hand. She caressed my breasts and
nipples. Slowly her hand slid down my body. They slid
into my panties. She tentatively touched my clit. I
moaned into her mouth. She pulled me in and kissed me
harder. Her fingers started to explore my pussy. Women
like different things, but we also know basically what
feels good. She knew what felt good.
With our fingers in each other, gentle need went to
passionate desire. I started jumping her fingers. I
thought about the fact that this was Cindy's mother. The
reality was Mark and my mom weren't related made it
easier. Who am I kidding. I'd probably do her Cindy and
Mark at the same time. Her fingers and that thought made
me cum.
She actually stopped and asked, "Did I really make you
cum?"
I admitted she did. She got teary eyed, but this time
there was a smile with it. Again, it was so sweet I was
happy I was there.
I kissed her passionately and concentrated on her clit.
She started humping my hand and moaning. Within seconds
she was cumming.
"Oh my fucking God," she said. "I haven't had an orgasm
like that in years. She kissed me again.
"Really?" I said. "Then you're going to love this."
I started kissing my way down her body. I really liked
the way she tasted. She was perspiring a little and her
skin tasted slightly salty.
"I've never done this before," she said. She added,
"With a girl I mean."
"Do you want me to stop," I asked.
"You'd better not," she laughed.
My tongue reached her clit. She came again. Loud. My
tongue entered her pussy. She came again. Now she was on
a roll. Definitely multi-orgasmic.
She stopped me and laughed, "Let me catch my breath."
I said, "Well hurry up. It's my turn."
Again she got shy and started to say, "Ummm... I
never..."
I stopped her and said, "Well you're going to."
She laughed again. I laid back on the couch and slid my
panties off. She moved her head down my body and
tentatively licked my pussy. I moaned. As I moaned she
got braver and braver. Soon her face was buried in my
pussy and I was making her face all wet as I came.
We eventually got back to kissing. I could taste my
pussy on her lips. She was kissing me and licking my
lips trying to clean me up. We slowly got back to just
cuddling.
"Tina?" she said.
"Yes?"
"Thank you so much. That was amazing. I feel much better
and it wasn't just the sex. You were wonderful."
I kissed her again and told her I better get going. We
both got dressed. As I left she kissed me goodbye.
A week later she told me a girl from the gym asked her
out. She sounded excited. I told her to tell me how it
went. Two months later I saw her. They were still
dating. She looked very happy.
To be continued...
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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