The Slut Chronicles #1 ~ The First Time
Written by Laurel
Saturday, 26 September 2009 10:05
For awhile now, I’ve been tossing about the idea of doing a series of stories comprised mostly of various anonymous-sex fantasies I’ve had. The series will be mostly fiction. I say mostly because some of it will be true stories from my own life, some based on true events but altered for dramatic effect and the rest of it will just be flat out made up. You don’t get to know what’s true and what’s not. Part of the fun for me will be leaving you to wonder.
Disclaimer: These stories, being fantasy, will be filled with risky, sometimes dangerous and possibly triggering scenarios. (i.e. forced fantasy and who knows what else! 
I am not, in any way, recommending that you go out and have sex with strangers. Also, I am not, in any way, saying it is ok to rape someone (or that I want to be raped). I wish we lived in a world where this didn’t have to be spelled out, but we don’t so I am spelling it out. Now, on with the fun.
The First Time…
As her hand wrapped around the doorknob her stomach clenched in that almost painful, nervous, sexually tense way that makes her gasp. The excitement of what she was about to do was making her lightheaded.
The stupidity of what she was about to do she was choosing to ignore. Sure, the little angel on her shoulder was buzzing in her ear, but she was thinking about what he’d said he wanted to do to her…
She’d started chatting with him online just a few hours earlier. She knew he was not her type; he was a truck driving, tobacco-chewing, lifetime NRA member. But he was blunt and dirty and he had a surprising way with words that filled her mind with images of his fingers, his tongue and his cock and all the depraved things he wanted to do with them.
How could she not go?
“He’s sitting in the parking lot, in his truck, waiting.” She thought, as another stomach flutter hit her with full force.
She opened the door and walked out, down the stairs, out the door and into the parking lot. His truck was parked, lights on, engine running. She felt fear replace the pleasant flutter in her stomach. But she kept moving, driven by the promise of relief from the brutal sexual tension coiled inside her body.
She was inside, pulling the door shut. Her face was flushed deep pink, not that you could see it in the darkness of the truck.
He didn’t say hi when she dared to look over at him, he just reached over and grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into a mauling kiss. It was exactly what he said he would do.
His other hand was immediately groping her breasts, tugging on her shirt and in seconds her bra and shirt were pushed up and her breasts were exposed. His thick fingers pinched and tugged roughly on her nipples as his tongue probed her mouth, thrusting hard then retreating so he could sink his teeth into her bottom lip.
She whined and whimpered and arched her back toward him. Her hands found their way to his arms, gripping his shirt and holding on for dear life as his mouth left hers and found one of her pink, rigid nipples.
He was relentless and she knew he would be. But her mind was racing, trying to process and keep up as his hands moved down over her body and unzipped her pants.
With little warning, his fingers were roughly probing the flesh between her legs. They were quickly slick and wet and two were sliding inside her, forcing her open with little mercy.
He fucked her with his thick, rough fingers and her head fell back as she let loose an open mouthed moan. She thrust her hips wantonly and her own hands began to search for his zipper.
She knew his cock would be hard and throbbing and thick in her hands. She wanted it in her mouth as soon as her fingers slid inside his pants and brushed over the rigid tip, smearing precum down the shaft. She gripped and pulled and lifted it free of his jeans while he pulled his fingers from her pussy and stuffed them into her mouth. He used them to pull her around to face him, to look him in the eyes as he uttered the first words she’d heard him speak.
“Lick them clean, slut. Then you can have my cock.”
She sucked hard, as she took his fat fingers deeply into her mouth and cleaned her juices from them. Her eyes never left his and he smiled a leering, depraved smile as he pulled his fingers from her mouth, grabbed her hair and shoved her face into his crotch.
She enthusiastically began sucking his balls into her mouth, bathing them with her tongue before sliding it upward along his hard, thick shaft. Her fingers cupped and tugged on them as she opened her mouth and accepted first the plump, precum coated head and then the rest of him as his hips rose sharply.
He muttered dirty things. Called her a cum-slobbering slut and a disgusting little whore and she ate up every word as he fucked her mouth. Her lips stretched around his shaft as he plunged it roughly upward, into her throat, gagging her as he held her head in place, griping a fist full of her hair.
She felt his other hand slide down her back and tug on her pants, pulling her up into a kneeling position on the front seat of his truck. He was tugging awkwardly at her pants, yanking them down over her ass. She hadn’t worn panties. What was the point? Anyone in the parking lot at this early hour of the morning would have a great view of her bare ass as he reached back, dipping his fingers into her drenched pussy again.
She was whimpering again. She moaned against his thrusting shaft and he groaned loudly.
“Make me cum, bitch, suck it!” He growled as his cock exploded in her mouth. His hand held her head firmly as he shoved his cock deep into her throat, choking her as he forced her to swallow his load.
She gagged and sputtered and tried to gulp it down. Some spilled out her lips and down her chin as she broke free from his grip, releasing his cock and gasping for breath.
He pulled his fingers free from her dripping cunt and wiped them across her bare tits as he shoved his limp cock back into his pants and zipped up.
As she tugged own pants up, bra and shirt down, he reached across her to open the truck door.
“Damn, you are a fine fucking cock sucker, I’ll give you that. Thanks!”
And with a wipe of her chin, she slid out of the truck and went home with a smile.
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WOW. Just WOW. I am now sitting here hard as a ROCK. I loved it – especially the pants tugged down around your knees and your bare arse sticking up for the world to see.
Where did I leave that folder? I need it to cover this tent in my trousers.
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WOW……very very hot….esp her desire to be used….and molested; her mouth by his dick, and her pussy by his fingers, and her mouth by his tongue….Devilish Grin.
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