Becoming A Slut - Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Becoming A Slut - Chapter 3

... years.

Hailey's concerns turned out to be well-founded because a minute later, a black Rolls Royce pulled up in front of her. The driver got out of the car, smiled at Hailey, and went to open the door for her. Hailey thanked him and offered a polite smile, and as the door opened she found Vincent sitting inside, wearing a tailored business suit, a glass of champagne in his hand. He seemed as tall as he looked in his pictures, though it was hard to tell with him sitting down, but he was as well-built as Hailey had assumed.

“Hello,” he said, smiling genially as he gestured for her to get inside.

“Hi,” Hailey replied, a bit shy as the chauffeur closed the door behind her.

Vincent looked her over and made no attempt to hide it. “My God, you are stunning.”

Hailey averted her eyes to hide her blush. “Thank you.”

Vincent reached out, put his fingers under her chin, and gently forced her to look him in the eye. “We’re going to have a great time tonight, you know that, right?” Hailey nodded and he scooted a little closer. His eyes went to her lips, and the next thing Hailey knew, he was kissing her. Her lips seemed to open for him without Hailey’s approval, and she moaned, vaguely aware that the chauffeur had gotten back into the car and driven off.

“You taste amazing,” Vincent said, his eyes alight. Hailey felt like a little lamb in his presence, but she loved every second of it, which is why she didn’t fight him when he grabbed her hand and pressed it against ...

... his crotch.

He’s hard already? Hailey thought as she started rubbing him through his pants. He seemed to like that, because he grinned and said, “You know, I thought about waiting until after dinner, but…” He unbuckled his belt with one hand and put the other on top of Hailey’s head. “I think I want to feel those lips around my cock before we even get there.”

Hailey froze, equal parts outraged that he’d dare to suggest such a thing and turned on by his daring. “But—But what about…” Hailey glanced at the chauffeur.

“Don’t mind him,” Vincent said as he pushed her head onto his lap. “He’s seen everything, nothing shocks him anymore.”

“But—mmph!” Before Hailey could finish the sentence, she had his cock in her mouth.

Moaning in spite of herself, Hailey started blowing him. She could taste his sweat on her tongue, but to her surprise, it only added to her enjoyment as she felt the pressure of his hand on the top of her head. Vincent’s cock was around five or six inches and not too thick, which made it perfect for a blowjob. She thought about the driver, watching her through the rear view mirror, and that spurred her to try a little harder, put on a proper show.

Vincent filled her mouth again and again, and she thrilled at his moans and groans. He must’ve fucked hundreds of women if he was so forward with Hailey, so she assumed impressing him was no small task. Hailey swirled her tongue, she sucked as hard as she could, but it was all teasing in the end – she had no ...