About: The Slut Chronicles is an ongoing series of erotic fiction about a woman who seeks out her darkest fantasies with men she doesn’t know, in places she shouldn’t be. Her fantasies range from heated, passionate trysts in luxury hotels to raw, violent, degrading assaults in a darkened alley. Very little is off limits here, in the chronicles of her adventures.

The Episodes

Episode #12 ~ The Bar

“I want you to find someone and get him to go into the men’s bathroom with you.” He said in that sweet, smoky southern drawl she never could resist. “When you get there, I want you to suck his cock and swallow his come.”

Episode #11 ~ The Dinner Party
She made her way to the upstairs bathroom; it was huge, with a chaise lounge that she sank down on. She’d only just shut her eyes for a moment or two when she heard the door open and close behind her. She stood quickly, startled by the intrusion and turned to see him standing there, with the same ravenous look he’d had downstairs.

Episode #10 ~ The Interview
He moved away from the desk and circled behind her, moving her chair out of his way as he stood behind her. He was as close to her as he could be without actually touching her as he reached up and brushed her long blonde hair away from her neck. She felt his hot breath against her neck and swallowed a whimper.

She heard him whisper into her ear as his arm slid around her body and across her belly, pulling her back against him suddenly.

“What I really need, for this position, is a dirty whore who knows how to please me in whatever depraved fashion I devise. Are you a dirty whore?”

Episode #9 ~ The Flight
She was still breathless and completely off kilter from the orgasm she had just moments before boarding the plane. She’d followed the man who’d just had his face between her legs onto the plane, but each had to go their separate ways, he in first class and she in coach.

She was still slightly breathless when she found her seat and struggled to focus on the attempts at small talk being made by her seat-mate.

So this is my punishment for being such a slut. God, I wish this guy would shut up. I don’t care about this book he’s reading. I want … I want more of that tongue and those lips…

Episode #8 ~ The Hotel
“You think I’m a prostitute?!” She exclaimed in a raised voice.

Impulsively, she swung her arm upward, preparing to slap him in the face, but his hand was faster and it clamped down around her wrist and twisted her arm to pin it behind her back.

Suddenly, they were face to face, with just barely an inch or two between their faces.

“You are an unescorted woman, dressed like a slut, waving her bare pussy at strange men in the bar of my hotel. You may not be a whore, but I won’t have you behaving like one in my lobby,” his voice had hardened and his eyes were dark as they bored into her.

If her face had been blushing pink before, it was beet red now and she was speechless for a moment, but only a moment.

“You are an asshole,” she said with equally acrid tone.

Suddenly, a sly grin spread across his mouth. He was fucking with her. She was immensely relieved, but still outraged.

“Yeah, but you still want to fuck me. Don’t you.”

Episode #7 ~ I Said No
With this simple action, he claimed her as his. He pulled back, tugging her hair a bit so her head titled upward and her eyes met his again.

“Mine,” he whispered.

The single word made her knees buckle and she moaned loudly and without hesitation. He needn’t have said it and really, no verbal response from her was necessary. It was obvious from her response that she’d already given up control.

Episode #6 ~ The Traffic Stop
He growled at this and slid his fingers deeper for a bit, fucking her with them as he leaned in and rested his lips against her ear.

“I thought you were just a mouthy cunt, but you’re really a naughty little slut aren’t you? Tell me you want it, cunt. Tell me how much you want me to fuck you right here on the trunk of your car.”

Episode #5 ~ The Flight Delay
They reached their gate and found their flight would indeed be departing from this location… eventually. When exactly they would take off was unclear. It appeared there was a problem with their plane and the airline was looking for another one. They hadn’t found it yet. There would be some waiting. A lot of waiting.

I hate traveling, she thought again, as she plunked down in an empty row of seats with her laptop bag beside her.

He walked over and moved her laptop to the floor and parked himself beside her. His grin was still along for the ride.

“So?” He said expectantly.

She just started at him, having no idea how to respond.

He came to her aide with additional information, “How are we going to fill the time?”

Episode #4 ~ The Porn Shop Vaguely, she realized there was no video playing in the booth next door and that he was jacking off to the sound of her fucking this stranger. She barely had time to register this shocking idea when she realized the disembodied cock was moving toward her and suddenly, it’s owner had rudely shoved the entire thing through the hole between the booths.

Episode #3 ~ The Coffee Shop
She was, suddenly, feeling quite uneasy, tho she also felt a telltale twinge between her legs, while considering the idea of both of them being in the same place. She knew they both lived in the same city so they could be in the same place, just by chance. But her instincts told her if he was here, chance had nothing to do with it. He knew, after several conversations, of her love of sexual adventure. He knew she liked to take risks; he knew she loved to fuck strangers.

Episode #2 ~ Down A Dark Alley
She fought and squirmed and pushed back against him, trying to free herself from his grip. She felt just what effect this had on him when his thick, hard cock pressed back against her. His growl of pleasure evolved into a chuckle as she continued to struggle, in spite of obviously not having the strength to free herself.

Episode #1 ~ The First Time
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.

Do you think about meeting the slut in a hotel somewhere just to slide your tongue between her slick, wet lips or in the back booth of some darkened bar for a quick and dirty handjob? What would you do to her, if she agreed to meet you? Send her a note and tell her all about it.