Her Inner Slut - Sex Stories

Her Inner Slut

... shot back just before pressing his lips against hers. Giggling, “oh hush, baby,” she said as she broke the kiss before getting off of him. “We better get going before we’re any more distracted.” “Yeah…” he began with a sigh, “you’re right,” he finished before standing up, downing the rest of his beer and grabbing the keys to his truck. “You still look fucking amazing.” “You’re such a liar,” she smirked as they walked out the front door of the house. “Oh whatever,” he said as he slapped her ass just before she entered the truck. “So, it’s Kyle’s birthday, right?” Danica asked as their truck backed out of the driveway. “Correct,” John replied before continuing, “He wants to hang out at the bar for a bit, recruit whomever he can and then have an epic after party at his house. This should be interesting,” he added with a laugh. “Yes it should,” she said with a slight grin. I wonder who’s gonna be there? Danica kept quiet the entire ride to the bar, the thoughts of how the night may go kept running through her head. No doubt there would be sex taking place since she’s always horny, especially with drinks involved, but she wasn’t sure how it would all play out. The thought of having another guy’s dick in her with John watching was very intriguing, but she felt like that shipped had already sailed. John hadn’t brought it up since then, so she wasn’t too sure if he had changed his mind about it or not. Then again, she hadn’t brought it up either. She watched the signs of the streets ...

... pass by the closer they were to the bar while feeling a mix of emotions. The more she thought about fucking another guy, the more she liked the idea of it. It brought back the memories of her younger days where she had no problems taking on two or more cocks at once. In fact, that was something she did every now and then, mainly to break up the monogamous of the relationships that she was in back then. And then Stewart came around. Fucking tool… The thought of him made her blood boil for the way things ended. She had so much time and devotion towards him for it all to be worthless in the end. He was the first guy she had been faithful to with the thought he’d be the same for her. But she should’ve known something was up when Stewart wouldn’t touch her after she gave birth to their son, Zak. The last six months of their relationship resulted in a whopping thirty seconds of sex combined. And it only happened because Danica took matters into her own hands to try to jump start their sex life. Wait, what sex life? But she’s glad things ended the way it did. Had she not walked in on Stewart fucking that girl, more than likely, she’d still be with him. “Earth to Danica…” John called out as he noticed the blank expression on her face as she stared out the window. “Huh?” she asked, snapping back to reality as they pulled into the parking lot of the bar. “You’ve been zoned out the past few minutes. Everything alright?” he asked, putting the truck in park. With a smile, she reached over ...