Becoming the neighbourhood slut Part 4
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As I was sitting on the floor still covered in Mark's cum, he continued to slap my face with his cock. He kept saying what a good slut I am. Every time he was saying "slut" or "whore" to me I could feel his cock twitching. He was loving it which was turning me on immencely.
He then grabbed my hands and pulled me up. He then lead me to his couch and put me in a doggy position. He then started kissing, slapping, licking and even gently biting my freshly fucked ass. My pleased moans were more than enough of an encouragement for him.
Without saying a word he grabbed my thin leathered waist and put his now almost completely hard cock in my ass. He started fucking me with a purpose and upping the rythm more and more. His cum was still dripping from my face which he loved. He then pushed my face down in the puddle of dripped cum.
"There you go, now you are a a leather anal cum slut", he said pleased.
"Mm, yes"I I replied while I was still feeling his powerful thrusts that were shaking my entire body.
"Say it, whore", he said as he fucked me deep, stopped for a second a few times and then resumed even harder.
"I.. am.. a.. leather.. anal.. cum.. slut.." I said trying to both breathe as he was fucking me and to time it with his rythm.
He fucked me for a few seconds more, then turned me on my back, spread my booted legs wide and continued to fuck me. I was running my hands through my leathered body while he was fucking me and was looking at him in the eyes.
"Who's slut are you", he asked.
"I am your leather anal cum slut" I replied while looking at him.
"Fuck yeah, my whore" he said pleased. "I have big plans for you".
"Did I pass the test" I asked.
"Almost", he said and pulled out of me. He then stepped back a few steps. "Lets see how much you want that cock, slut. Come and get it" he said.
I slowly moved to the ground and started crawling towards him. I was looking at his cock and biting my lips, then I was looking at him in the eyes and was begging him.
"Please Mark, please give me your big hard cock", I said and was nearly at his cock. Just as I reached it, he stepped back.
"More, slut", he said.
"Please Mark, please give me your cock. I need it. I want it. I am a cock-drunk, cock-addicted leather anal slut, that needs your beautiful cock" I said slowly while looking at him and crawling after his cock.
"More, whore", he said, just as I reached it with my mouth and stepped back.
"Please, Mark. Feed me your big hard cock in my slutty whore mouth. Fuck me like the dirty little leather anal slut that I am".
"Show your appreciation, whore", he said and this time didn't step back.
"Yes, my love" I replied and licked along the shaft of his cock while looking at him in the eyes.
"Oh, the little whore is already in love?", he said pleased.
"Yes, my love..." I said quietly while kissing his cock and looking at him.
"Who do you love, slut"
"I love you" I replied while rubbing his cock on my face with my gloved hand.
"Do you now", he teased me.
"Yes. I love you. I love your cock" I said while slapping his cock on my tongue.
"I didn't hear you"... Oh, how much he loved to tease me...
"I love you" I said while looking up at him. I was really, really cock drunk...
"Good little slut", he said while caressing my hair.
Just as I was about to start sucking his cock, he again started to move. "Stay here" he said and left the room. I stayed on my knees in my leather and in a mix of emotions. I was excited, a little amazed at myself and the things I had just done and said, but also extremely horny for more. I loved how Mark knew what to say, how to say it. He was just the type of man I've wanted.
A few seconds later he came back carrying a small bag.
"Oh, you are still on your knees. What a good fucking whore" he said pleased, but passed me and went to his couch, sat on it and put the bag on the coffee table.
"Come, slut" he said. I crawled back towards him.
"You can walk on your heels. I love to see your ass swaying" he said pleased as I reached the table. I replied by smiling.
"Ok, cock whore, you passed the test. Be careful what you wish for" he said and his cock twitched a bit.
"Why Mark?"
"In about half an hour or so I am having a few of the guys to come over to fuck you", he said.
"Really?" I said suprised. I definately didn't expect that.
"Yes. Are you up for it?"
"I think so. I definately want it, I just didn't expect that it would happen tonight" I admited.
"There is a first time for everything. It is as good as night as any" he said pleased.
"How many guys will there be?"
"You will have to wait and find out" he replied. "Don't worry, we will take care of you", he added to calm me down.
"I know, my love", I replied. I was mostly scared but also thrilled. I've been dreaming about being gangbanged for so long.
"Good. Now, whore, I want you to go and freshen yourself up. Get ready for your big night", he said.
"Yes, my love" I replied and started to get up as I was still on my knees at the coffee table.
"Take this too" he said and pointed to the bag.
"What is it?" I replied as I reached out for it.
"Some makeup for you" he said pleased and his cock twitched again.
"Mm nice" I replied.
"I knew you will like it, anal whore. I picked it up for you", he replied.
"Wow, thank you very much" I said. I looked in the bag and was instantly turned on tenfold. "Wow. You picked my favorite lipstick" I said.
"Did I", he replied a little surprised.
"Yes, red wetlook lipstick is my favorite" I said.
"LIke I said. I knew you were a cocksucking sissy slut from the start. I know the type" he replied pleased.
"You definately do" I replied.
"Now go and get ready. But don't come here until I call you. I want all of the guys to be here before I present you to them" he said and his cock started to grow again. He loved this.
"Ok, my love", I said and turned around and started to walk. I tried to walk extra sexy for him since he said he liked it.
"Now that is my slut. I love how you walk in those whore boots" he said pleased.
"Thank you, my love" I said as I turned my head back. Then I went to the bathroom to wash the now dried cum off my face. It didn't take long and the door bell rang. This sent a huge rush through me. It was really happeing. I was going to get gangbanged. Men were here specifically to fuck me. I heard at least two voices, maybe three. They quickly went away as Mark lead them to his living room.
I was frozen for a few seconds from the rush of emotions. Then I continued to wash off and it was time for the make up. It was amazing that Mark had picked up my favorite lipstick. The rest of the makeup also was very hot - smokey eyeshadows. Waterproof... I was about to be fucked by real men... Was the fact that the make up he chose especially for me to be gangbanged with is my most favorite, a sign that this was meant to be? Was I really meant to be fucked by so many men? Up to this point I was "experimenting" with the guys, but this was now a real step. No turning back. I was about to affirm that I am in fact a whore and I am not simply "playing"...
The door bell rang again and brought me back from my thoughts. More men. Men were here specifically to fuck me... This time I couldn't hear voices. I continued to apply my make up... Damn, it suited me so much. Maybe I was meant to be a whore for real men. Women never paid much attention to me. But men were always looking at me, even when dressed normally. I always thought they were simply looking, kinda like the male "what are you looking at"... but only one in 10 women ever looked at me when passing by on the street... And only one in 20 of them gave me a second look. But men... they were constantly, constantly looking at me and keeping their eyes on me for a few seconds. Just a day or so ago two manly-men were saying something to each other, looking at me and smiling... I thought they were having a laugh... but what if they wanted to fuck me too? After all there are men here specifically to fuck me...
The door bell rang AGAIN... I was a mix of excitement and worry. How many men would there be... Would I even be able to handle them? That was my biggest fear. What if I couldn't handle them all and disappoint them and can't please them as much as I want to? Wait... WHAT? I am not second-guessing whether or not should I go through with this and get gangbanged. I am wondering whether or not I will be able to handle the men and please them enough? Maybe I am a whore after all? A real whore... No normal man would ever even think about being with another man, yet I am dreaming about being gangbanged and I am about to be gangbanged... Mark was right... I am a cocksucking slut... I am a cocksucking slut about to please real men... I am a cocksucking slut about to be fucked by real men... I... love it...
The door bell again reminded of its existance. Is there a convention here or what? I am a cocksucking slut but maybe Mark has overestimated me... He is throwing me straight into the deep water. I tried to stay calm. After all I wished for this. It is my long time fantasy and now it was about to get real. My makeup was almost done. It wasn't the best job ever, but it was bound to get messed up anyway, waterproofed or not.
Guess what... ring-ring... This is getting ridiculous and scary... OK, relax. Mark said you can handle it. He said they know that they are doing. Relax. Enjoy it. These men are here specifically to fuck you. You always wanted to be a slut for real men. Now is your chance. Make the most of it. Enjoy being the object of desire of so many real men. Please them. Make them proud to have fucked you and to keep asking you to fuck you again. Try to be the best slut ever for them. I sprayed some more of my slutty perfume... Mmm, that is nice. Love that smell. So slutty, so inviting. Compliments the smell of my leather outfit great. The anticipation of being finally called to the living room was killing me...
I am ready. My outfit is straightened up. My make up is done. My lips look great with that lipstick... So cock inviting... They are basically inviting cocks into my whore mouth... My perfume is also filling the bathroom... Maybe another squirt.. just to make me that much more cock inviting.
"Valeria! We are ready for you!" I heard Mark from the living room. It was time. This is it. I am about to be fucked by real men. I hope I can handle them and please them...
I took a deep breath and headed slowly for the living room. You could hear a pin drop. While I was getting ready I was hearing laughs from the guys, but now it was very quiet. They were all expecting to see the cocksucking anal slut they were about to fuck. All you could hear were the heels of my shiny whore boots on Mark's tiles. They were about to live up to their potential and would play a vital part in making the men wanting to fuck me. I loved the way I felt while walking towards the living room. Slutty, desired, sexy. My leather outfit and boots were wrapping my body as a shield, making me the ultimate slut I aspire to be.
I was now reaching the living room door which was open as to invite me to my fate. My fate to be fucked by all of the men in that room. As much as they want. No turning back now. These men were here specifically to fuck me. They were going to show me exactly what whore I am. A dirty. Leather. Cocksucking. Anal. Whore.
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As I was sitting on the floor still covered in Mark's cum, he continued to slap my face with his cock. He kept saying what a good slut I am. Every time he was saying "slut" or "whore" to me I could feel his cock twitching. He was loving it which was turning me on immencely.
He then grabbed my hands and pulled me up. He then lead me to his couch and put me in a doggy position. He then started kissing, slapping, licking and even gently biting my freshly fucked ass. My pleased moans were more than enough of an encouragement for him.
Without saying a word he grabbed my thin leathered waist and put his now almost completely hard cock in my ass. He started fucking me with a purpose and upping the rythm more and more. His cum was still dripping from my face which he loved. He then pushed my face down in the puddle of dripped cum.
"There you go, now you are a a leather anal cum slut", he said pleased.
"Mm, yes"I I replied while I was still feeling his powerful thrusts that were shaking my entire body.
"Say it, whore", he said as he fucked me deep, stopped for a second a few times and then resumed even harder.
"I.. am.. a.. leather.. anal.. cum.. slut.." I said trying to both breathe as he was fucking me and to time it with his rythm.
He fucked me for a few seconds more, then turned me on my back, spread my booted legs wide and continued to fuck me. I was running my hands through my leathered body while he was fucking me and was looking at him in the eyes.
"Who's slut are you", he asked.
"I am your leather anal cum slut" I replied while looking at him.
"Fuck yeah, my whore" he said pleased. "I have big plans for you".
"Did I pass the test" I asked.
"Almost", he said and pulled out of me. He then stepped back a few steps. "Lets see how much you want that cock, slut. Come and get it" he said.
I slowly moved to the ground and started crawling towards him. I was looking at his cock and biting my lips, then I was looking at him in the eyes and was begging him.
"Please Mark, please give me your big hard cock", I said and was nearly at his cock. Just as I reached it, he stepped back.
"More, slut", he said.
"Please Mark, please give me your cock. I need it. I want it. I am a cock-drunk, cock-addicted leather anal slut, that needs your beautiful cock" I said slowly while looking at him and crawling after his cock.
"More, whore", he said, just as I reached it with my mouth and stepped back.
"Please, Mark. Feed me your big hard cock in my slutty whore mouth. Fuck me like the dirty little leather anal slut that I am".
"Show your appreciation, whore", he said and this time didn't step back.
"Yes, my love" I replied and licked along the shaft of his cock while looking at him in the eyes.
"Oh, the little whore is already in love?", he said pleased.
"Yes, my love..." I said quietly while kissing his cock and looking at him.
"Who do you love, slut"
"I love you" I replied while rubbing his cock on my face with my gloved hand.
"Do you now", he teased me.
"Yes. I love you. I love your cock" I said while slapping his cock on my tongue.
"I didn't hear you"... Oh, how much he loved to tease me...
"I love you" I said while looking up at him. I was really, really cock drunk...
"Good little slut", he said while caressing my hair.
Just as I was about to start sucking his cock, he again started to move. "Stay here" he said and left the room. I stayed on my knees in my leather and in a mix of emotions. I was excited, a little amazed at myself and the things I had just done and said, but also extremely horny for more. I loved how Mark knew what to say, how to say it. He was just the type of man I've wanted.
A few seconds later he came back carrying a small bag.
"Oh, you are still on your knees. What a good fucking whore" he said pleased, but passed me and went to his couch, sat on it and put the bag on the coffee table.
"Come, slut" he said. I crawled back towards him.
"You can walk on your heels. I love to see your ass swaying" he said pleased as I reached the table. I replied by smiling.
"Ok, cock whore, you passed the test. Be careful what you wish for" he said and his cock twitched a bit.
"Why Mark?"
"In about half an hour or so I am having a few of the guys to come over to fuck you", he said.
"Really?" I said suprised. I definately didn't expect that.
"Yes. Are you up for it?"
"I think so. I definately want it, I just didn't expect that it would happen tonight" I admited.
"There is a first time for everything. It is as good as night as any" he said pleased.
"How many guys will there be?"
"You will have to wait and find out" he replied. "Don't worry, we will take care of you", he added to calm me down.
"I know, my love", I replied. I was mostly scared but also thrilled. I've been dreaming about being gangbanged for so long.
"Good. Now, whore, I want you to go and freshen yourself up. Get ready for your big night", he said.
"Yes, my love" I replied and started to get up as I was still on my knees at the coffee table.
"Take this too" he said and pointed to the bag.
"What is it?" I replied as I reached out for it.
"Some makeup for you" he said pleased and his cock twitched again.
"Mm nice" I replied.
"I knew you will like it, anal whore. I picked it up for you", he replied.
"Wow, thank you very much" I said. I looked in the bag and was instantly turned on tenfold. "Wow. You picked my favorite lipstick" I said.
"Did I", he replied a little surprised.
"Yes, red wetlook lipstick is my favorite" I said.
"LIke I said. I knew you were a cocksucking sissy slut from the start. I know the type" he replied pleased.
"You definately do" I replied.
"Now go and get ready. But don't come here until I call you. I want all of the guys to be here before I present you to them" he said and his cock started to grow again. He loved this.
"Ok, my love", I said and turned around and started to walk. I tried to walk extra sexy for him since he said he liked it.
"Now that is my slut. I love how you walk in those whore boots" he said pleased.
"Thank you, my love" I said as I turned my head back. Then I went to the bathroom to wash the now dried cum off my face. It didn't take long and the door bell rang. This sent a huge rush through me. It was really happeing. I was going to get gangbanged. Men were here specifically to fuck me. I heard at least two voices, maybe three. They quickly went away as Mark lead them to his living room.
I was frozen for a few seconds from the rush of emotions. Then I continued to wash off and it was time for the make up. It was amazing that Mark had picked up my favorite lipstick. The rest of the makeup also was very hot - smokey eyeshadows. Waterproof... I was about to be fucked by real men... Was the fact that the make up he chose especially for me to be gangbanged with is my most favorite, a sign that this was meant to be? Was I really meant to be fucked by so many men? Up to this point I was "experimenting" with the guys, but this was now a real step. No turning back. I was about to affirm that I am in fact a whore and I am not simply "playing"...
The door bell rang again and brought me back from my thoughts. More men. Men were here specifically to fuck me... This time I couldn't hear voices. I continued to apply my make up... Damn, it suited me so much. Maybe I was meant to be a whore for real men. Women never paid much attention to me. But men were always looking at me, even when dressed normally. I always thought they were simply looking, kinda like the male "what are you looking at"... but only one in 10 women ever looked at me when passing by on the street... And only one in 20 of them gave me a second look. But men... they were constantly, constantly looking at me and keeping their eyes on me for a few seconds. Just a day or so ago two manly-men were saying something to each other, looking at me and smiling... I thought they were having a laugh... but what if they wanted to fuck me too? After all there are men here specifically to fuck me...
The door bell rang AGAIN... I was a mix of excitement and worry. How many men would there be... Would I even be able to handle them? That was my biggest fear. What if I couldn't handle them all and disappoint them and can't please them as much as I want to? Wait... WHAT? I am not second-guessing whether or not should I go through with this and get gangbanged. I am wondering whether or not I will be able to handle the men and please them enough? Maybe I am a whore after all? A real whore... No normal man would ever even think about being with another man, yet I am dreaming about being gangbanged and I am about to be gangbanged... Mark was right... I am a cocksucking slut... I am a cocksucking slut about to please real men... I am a cocksucking slut about to be fucked by real men... I... love it...
The door bell again reminded of its existance. Is there a convention here or what? I am a cocksucking slut but maybe Mark has overestimated me... He is throwing me straight into the deep water. I tried to stay calm. After all I wished for this. It is my long time fantasy and now it was about to get real. My makeup was almost done. It wasn't the best job ever, but it was bound to get messed up anyway, waterproofed or not.
Guess what... ring-ring... This is getting ridiculous and scary... OK, relax. Mark said you can handle it. He said they know that they are doing. Relax. Enjoy it. These men are here specifically to fuck you. You always wanted to be a slut for real men. Now is your chance. Make the most of it. Enjoy being the object of desire of so many real men. Please them. Make them proud to have fucked you and to keep asking you to fuck you again. Try to be the best slut ever for them. I sprayed some more of my slutty perfume... Mmm, that is nice. Love that smell. So slutty, so inviting. Compliments the smell of my leather outfit great. The anticipation of being finally called to the living room was killing me...
I am ready. My outfit is straightened up. My make up is done. My lips look great with that lipstick... So cock inviting... They are basically inviting cocks into my whore mouth... My perfume is also filling the bathroom... Maybe another squirt.. just to make me that much more cock inviting.
"Valeria! We are ready for you!" I heard Mark from the living room. It was time. This is it. I am about to be fucked by real men. I hope I can handle them and please them...
I took a deep breath and headed slowly for the living room. You could hear a pin drop. While I was getting ready I was hearing laughs from the guys, but now it was very quiet. They were all expecting to see the cocksucking anal slut they were about to fuck. All you could hear were the heels of my shiny whore boots on Mark's tiles. They were about to live up to their potential and would play a vital part in making the men wanting to fuck me. I loved the way I felt while walking towards the living room. Slutty, desired, sexy. My leather outfit and boots were wrapping my body as a shield, making me the ultimate slut I aspire to be.
I was now reaching the living room door which was open as to invite me to my fate. My fate to be fucked by all of the men in that room. As much as they want. No turning back now. These men were here specifically to fuck me. They were going to show me exactly what whore I am. A dirty. Leather. Cocksucking. Anal. Whore.
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