Becoming A Slut - Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Becoming A Slut - Chapter 3

... wrapped her lips around his cock, hollowed out her cheeks from the suction, and started taking him into her mouth again and again with a hunger that surprised even her. What was it about kneeling for men and servicing them with her mouth that she found so irresistible?

Vincent's cock was just to the size for a blowjob, not so big to make her jaw lock up or resize her throat, so she could swallow it without ruining her mascara. She did it over and over again and could feel him clench up beneath her every time. When the waiter came to get the order, she pressed her nose against his pelvic bone and stayed there, wondering if he’d crack.

“I’ll have the steak, and the lady will have the pot roast,” Vincent said, his voice a little strained. “That’ll be all, thanks.”

The second she heard the curtains close behind the waiter, Vincent pulled out of her mouth as he slid his chair back from the table. He grabbed her by the hair, pulled to her feet, and pressed her to the wall. Hailey was still wiping away some of the slobber that escaped her lips with her hand when Vincent had already pulled her dress past her hips and pushed her panties to the side. Then he grabbed her by the neck, pressed her face to the wall, and said, “Arch that back, slut.”

Hailey arched it as much as she could, even wiggled her butt for him, and felt him run his cock between her pussy lips before he slammed himself inside her. Covering her mouth to muffle the sound of her gasp, Hailey felt his cock ...

... fill her up, and then he started thrusting. Her cheek rubbed against the cold wall, but her ass rippled with his every thrust, her pussy so wet she feared she was dripping all over the floor.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Hailey chanted in a strained whisper. Why did she deny herself this pleasure for an entire week?

“You like that?” Vincent whispered in her ear, breathing deeply as he fucked her. “You’re addicted to cock, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” Hailey whined, nodding weakly. “Give it to me, please.”

“Fuck, you haven’t even spread your legs for me and you got me on the edge.”

Hailey had a naughty idea at that. Since Vincent had pushed her dress up to her hips, it was easy for her to lift one leg in the air. Vincent quickly caught on and shifted a little, so her ankle rested on his shoulder as Hailey did a standing split, years of ballet and cheerleading practice paying off.

“Oh,fuck,” he said and started fucking her with all he had.

Hailey would’ve screamed, but he started choking her. Trying to inhale but failing, Vincent’s cock hitting all the right spots, Hailey’s vision exploded in white. She felt her legs start to shake, and then the pressure on her neck disappeared, and her climax rolled over her like a runaway train.

Vincent’s strong arms kept her on her feet and pinned to the wall as he emptied his balls inside her, both of them trying desperately to keep their voices low. They stood nose-to-nose as they came down from their high, their eyes locked. Then Vincent ...