Becoming A Slut - Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Becoming A Slut - Chapter 2

When Hailey woke up next morning, she had a blistering headache. Her mouth was as dry as the sands of the Sahara, and her stomach felt like a gaping black hole that no amount of greasy food would ever fill.

Hailey threw back the covers of her bed, then pushed through the pink curtains of her four-poster bed. She’d been smart enough to lower the blinds on her windows before she went to bed – thank heavens for that – so the sunlight didn’t blind her as she stumbled to the door, still semi-conscious. The bathroom was right by the door to her room, so she quickly slipped inside and shut the door behind her.

Wearing nothing but the black panties and white blouse she’d worn to the party, Hailey examined herself in the mirror. Her mascara was smudged, her lipstick was gone, and her hair looked like an electric current had gone through her.What the hell happened last night?Hailey thought.

She thought about splashing some water across her face and brushing her teeth, then decided more urgent measures were required. Taking off her clothes, she stepped into the shower and allowed the steaming hot water to run down her body. Hailey took her time, soaping up every inch of her body, letting the water wash away the alcohol and the sweat. Her pussy felt a little sensitive when she ran her fingers over it, but Hailey quickly wrote it off. She probably played with herself before she fell asleep, it wouldn’t be the first time. But then something strange happened – Hailey ran a hand ...

... through her hair and found a clump. Something made her hair stick together like gum, but when she took a closer look, it seemed different, harder.

Frowning, she got her hair wet and watched the clump dissolve and disappear down the drain. Hailey couldn’t make sense of it. If she didn’t know any better, she’d have said that was…cum!

Like an avalanche, the memories of the night before came down on her. Jackson at the party, how she danced with him, grinding on his cock. And then he dragged her into the bathroom! The taste of his cum filled Hailey’s mouth, the memory of his cock moving inside her almost eliciting a moan. Jesus Christ, she’d let him fuck her in that bathroom, let him paint her face with his cum, all while her boyfriend slept one floor above. And clearly, some of Jackson’s cum had gotten in her hair, which meant Hailey walked around with it for the rest of the night, for everyone to see! What else did she miss when she left that bathroom?

Shit! She’d cheated on Brett, too, something she’d sworn she’d never do. And his friends had probably seen her dancing with Jackson, they might’ve even seen him go into the bathroom with her. Did Brett already know? Did everyone?

These thoughts bounced around Hailey’s head like pinballs, gathering speed and adding to her anxiety and her fears with every second. Hailey quickly got out of the shower. She brushed her teeth and dried her hair, her mind far away, then ran into her bedroom. She put on some leggings and a ...