My Sexual Odyssey Part IV: From Slut to Whore - Sex Stories

My Sexual Odyssey Part IV: From Slut to Whore

... upside of his having cum so soon when I sucked his cock was that he was now able to hold his erection for some time, which pleased both of us. We fucked away, just enjoying the primal lust, untainted by any other concerns. I wasn’t going to get pregnant, I wasn’t going to interfere with his marriage, and he wasn’t going to be looking for romance or undying commitments from me. After twenty or more minutes, he eventually came with great ardor, attended by an increase in the velocity and force of his thrusts. We just lay there for some time, after which Brad asked me if this was a one-time thing, or could he see me again. I said sure he could, what did he have in mind? “Well, how about tomorrow?” “What, tomorrow? So soon?” “”Why not?” “Well, I don’t know, it just seems a bit much. After all, this is only our first time together.” “But didn’t you enjoy it?” “Of course, but....” “What I we hoping for was something regular, you know, friends with benefits? Lot’s of them!” “I see! And just how often were you hoping to see me?” “Well, actually, every day.” “Every day!! Are you serious?” “Yes, I am. I mean, I have a strong sex drive, and no sexual outlet, ‘til now, anyway, and since we both like what we’re doing, I just figured....” “Yes, I know, but very day? How would that even be possible? “It’s fairly simple, really, we could meet at lunch time and....” “Wait a minute! I work. How would we meet at lunchtime? We wouldn’t have time to come here, and your place is out, and by the ...

... time we went to my place and back again we’d have no time to do anything.” “How about in my truck?” “What do you mean?” “I could park near where you work, and we could have sex in the back of the truck. I always wanted to do that anyway.” “That’s crazy!” “Not really.” “But I don’t go to work dressed in these clothes, so how....” “Easy. Wear your stockings and garter belt or just stockings under your regular clothes, then just bring your wig to work. You can put it on in the truck, then just take off your street clothes, and you’d be ready.” “This is nuts!” “Yeah, maybe; but it would be a lot of fun!” “I don’t know. I mean, yes, it sounds wild and all, but....” “Why not give it a try? If you don’t like it, you don’t have to do it again, right?” “I suppose, it’s just....” “I know, I know, it sounds weird, but what do you say? What have you got to lose?” ‘Well, lunch for one thing! When will I get to eat lunch?” “I’m sure you can figure out something.” “True. Well, I suppose it’s worth a try. But every day? I just never did it that much before.” “You might like it.” “That’s what I’m afraid of. I’m already getting to be more sexually active than I have ever been before.” “Is that necessarily a bad thing? I mean, do you regret it, or dislike it?” “No, I don’t, neither. Okay, so I’ll try it. But I’m not promising anything.” “Okay, that’s fine, just give it a chance, see how it works. It’s new for me too you know.” “Right. Christ! I don’t believe this!” “So, tomorrow then?” “Okay, ...