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

My Sexual Odyssey Part IV: From Slut to Whore

... yes. I’ll give you my work address.” “Great! I’m sure it will be fun!” “Hmmm. Maybe. Hope so. Not much point to it if it isn’t.” Brad looked at the clock, and realized we’d better start getting ready to leave, so he wouldn’t be too late getting home. We got up, got dressed, and walked to then entered the elevator. We said nothing on the short ride down, and as we exited the elevator, he put his arm around me as we moved in the direction of his parked car. On the way back to my place, I sat with my legs curled up, and snuggled against Brad with my hand on his leg. We arrived at my place too soon, and said our good-nights. As I entered my apartment, I wondered just what I was committing to. This was more demanding than I had anticipated, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to be that over scheduled. Still, I could always stop, and besides, it was only during work hours; I still had my free time free. I decided I would go ahead with this, at least on an experimental basis. Nonetheless, it still sounded nuts, but a bit naughty and sexy as well. The next day I remembered to dress as I had agreed, and to bring my wig to work. At the appointed hour, I went outside and looked for him. Sure enough, there was the FedEX truck parked innocently along the sidewalk near an apartment building. The back door was open, so I looked around, then hurriedly got in. As soon as I did so, I took off my outer layers of street clothes, donned the wig, and called out to Brad. He quickly appeared, and closed the ...

... door. I was surprised that there was so much light available, but then there are glass windows of a sort in the roof of the truck. Makes sense, as the drivers need to be able to see the packages they have to deliver. Anyway, there was not much room, but I was able to sit on top of some boxes while Brad wordlessly undressed. He unceremoniously shoved his thick cock into my mouth. While this is always fun for me, I felt like a cheap whore turning a trick; he could have said something nice. Anyway, I could tell he was just eager to fuck, so as soon as he got hard he had me bend over a pile of boxes and, using some lubricant he fortunately remembered to include, he inserted his cock. Without any attempts at pleasuring me, he just pumped away rapidly, the warmth from the friction being the only thing that aroused my ardor. I was surprised that I was turned on at all, but being fucked like a rag doll was something new, and strangely exciting, albeit it seedy and sleazy. Maybe it was precisely the tawdriness of it all that appealed to me on some level. Brad merely increased the pace of his thrusts, making me feel like a used fuck toy. After a while, he suddenly pulled out and, spinning me around, pushed me down into a sitting position, simultaneously inserting his cock into my mouth, which he then proceeded to fuck like he did my now burning ass. The cum then spurted so hard it leaked out of the sides of my mouth, while I gulped down as much as I could. I always enjoy the taste and ...