EXECUTIVE S SLUT CHAPTER 1
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Over the years I've worked really hard to get to the
top, sacrificing everything to become what I am today,
but it's paid off. I'm one of only three female vice-
presidents in our company, and I'm making a ton of
money.
Unfortunately, that's all I have to show for my hard
work. Money, and the by-products of money. Nothing
else. No husband. No k**s. Not even a steady guy. Just
a nice apartment, a Jag sedan, and a great wardrobe.
Sounds great, doesn't it, but it isn't. It just isn't
enough. I need sex, and lots of it, and when I get
horny, I don't want some politically correct suit to
fuck me. I want a real man. Or group of men. You know
the type. Construction workers. Truck drivers. Bikers.
Guys who know how to give me what I really want, which
isn't a fucking "relationship." What I crave more and
more these days is hard cock and lately, the more the
merrier.
Like last weekend. After a bitch of a week, I went
home, took off my conservative corporate clothes, and
put on my hunting outfit. I'm a brunette, but when I'm
after sex I wear a silvery blond wig, lots of heavy eye
shadow, rouge, and the sexiest clothes I can find.
Usually, like last weekend, I put on a see-through
blouse, with no bra, a black leather jacket, black
leather micro-mini skirt, black garter belt, black
stockings, and red bikini panties.
When I'm looking for a hot fuck I never shower before
going out. I like my pussy to retain the sweaty essence
of a long day at the office, and just to add that last
little tinge of seductive aroma, I don't bother wiping
my pussy after I pee, either. I like the damp feeling
the last few drops of urine cause in my panties, and I
know damn well the men who eat me like it, too, because
they've told me they do.
Anyway, as I was saying, last Friday night after work I
got all dolled up in my slut clothes and went to a bar
located in one of the more dangerous neighborhoods of
the city. The place is frequented by guys who got there
on Harleys, or in pickup trucks, not in fucking
Porsches or Beemers.
I walked in and for a moment conversation stopped.
There were maybe thirty or so guys in the place and I
was the only broad. I loved it, especially when I heard
the guys making nasty cracks about me as I walked up to
the bar and ordered a longneck beer.
My pussy was tingling, and when I hopped up on a bar
stool and spun around, crossing my legs so my red
panties were showing, I almost had a little orgasm just
from exposing myself like that. It didn't take more
than thirty seconds or so before one of those nasty
looking bikers came up to me and asked me what the fuck
I was doing in a men's bar. I told him, and loved it
when he smiled real nasty at me.
"I'm here to get some cock, why the fuck else would I
be here?" I said brazenly, opening my jacket, letting
him see my practically naked tits. I have huge boobs,
and wear a 38D bra at work, but tonight my braless tits
were sagging a little. Hey, at 42 years old I'm still
in pretty damn good shape, even if I am a little softer
than I was as a teenager.
I've still got a great body. I haven't had k**s, so my
stomach is still fairly flat, my ass is pretty good,
and my legs are long and shapely. I never have any
trouble getting a guy to hit on me especially since
I've also been told I'm beautiful, but mainly on nights
like these I'm just plain sexy.
Anyway, as I was saying, after I told this guy I wanted
some cock, I looked down at his dick and was glad to
see it getting bigger. His jean were torn and scruffy
and he was getting a nice, big bulge where he was
supposed to, so I knew I had him.
"Well just how many cocks you looking for, babe?" the
guys says, grinning at his buddies. There were four of
them standing around looking at me now, and I turned so
they could all see my tits.
"These guys will do just fine," I said. "I love a
crowd, especially when I'm real horny, and boys,
tonight I'm so horny I'll do anything you want."
"Well fuck, let's just see about that," one of the
studs said, unzipping his jeans. Right there in front
of everyone he just took out his dick and told me to
suck it. It was long and sweaty looking, and I loved
it, so I did. I got off the stool, got down on my
knees, and took his cock into my mouth, the strong,
sweaty male flavor making my pussy ever wetter than it
had been.
"Oh yeah, baby, suck that dick. Eat my cum, you fucking
slut," the guys said as I squeezed his balls through
his jeans.
"You want me to eat your cum, you have to come first,
asshole," I said, getting a laugh out of his buddies.
By now a big crowd had gathered around us, and everyone
was yelling and screaming at me to make him come.
Suddenly I wanted him to do just that, all over my
face, so I began jerking off his cock while I sucked
it.
"Uhhhh, oh yeah, ahhhhh, here it comes, bitch!" he
groaned, and I felt him swelling up in my mouth so I
pulled his dick out and jerked it as fast as I could.
He screamed again, and gobs of cum started splattering
all over my face. My own orgasm hit me then, and I
wiped his cock all over my cheeks and forehead while it
was still pumping jizm out of it, loving the noise the
crowd was making.
They were yelling and screaming, saying what a hot cunt
I was and how they couldn't believe I'd done what I'd
just done right there in the bar. When I was through I
looked and like the slut I knew I really was, and I
loved it.
I got back up on the bar stool, licking my lips, then
picked up my long-neck beer and sucked on it,
swallowing most of it, but letting some of it spill out
the sides of my mouth and run down onto my tits. Guys
were hooting and hollering over my performance, and I
knew it was only a matter of time before somebody tried
to fuck me. I was going to get gang-banged, and I
couldn't wait.
"Hey baby, you fuck as good as you suck?" a big, black
biker asked roughly.
"Why don't you try to find out for yourself?" I asked,
sliding down off the stool, molding my body to his,
rubbing up against him, letting him feel how hard my
nipples were.
"Let's take the bitch back to the pool table." Everyone
seemed to like that idea, and suddenly I felt myself
being carried toward the back of the bar. In a separate
back room I felt my clothes being taken off. Naturally
I didn't even try to resist, and when I was naked they
lay me on my back on top of the pool table with my
thighs spread real wide. The black guy took out his
cock and just rammed it into me, roughly, deeply, just
the way I like it.
"Yeah, come on, do it, you fucking nig..." CRACK! He
slapped me before I could say it, and I spit on him,
making him slap me again. I loved it, especially since
it made him fuck me as hard and fast as he could until
he was spewing hot cum inside my cunt.
"Satisfied, bitch?" he snarled, pulling out of me
roughly. He grabbed me by the neck and pulled my face
close to his cock, then wiped it off on my hair. The
dumb fuck didn't even know it was a wig.
"Satisfied? Fuck no. Isn't there anybody here with a
BIG dick to fuck me with?" I teased. A huge, grizzly
bear of a man stepped forward. He had a shaggy reddish
beard, tattoos all over him, must have weighed over 300
pounds, and looked at least 6'5" or taller.
"Think this will do?" he asked, taking out a gigantic
dick, stroking it menacingly toward me.
"Yeah. That should do just fine," I said. He stepped
forward, between my cum-stained thighs, then rammed his
cock into my cunt, fucking me slowly, but steadily,
using his own pace, masturbating with me, strictly
interested in pleasuring himself, not caring a fuck
about me. I loved it, being treated this way.
Nobody here treated me like "the boss," kissing my ass,
paying me phony compliments. To these fuckers I was
just a cunt out to get laid, and I loved the relaxed
way it made me feel. Sure they were using me, but I was
using them, too. It was wonderful.
I guess I must have been fucked by, no shit, at least
10 or 15 guys that night, and before they were though
with me, my body was caked with cum. I had it in my
hair, all over my face, my neck, my tits, stomach, my
cunt.... I even had it drizzling out of my ass, which
had been fucked a few times, too.
The guys loved it, and of course, so did I. Until
you've been fucked by a room full of men, where you,
and only you, are the complete center of their erotic
attention, you can't begin to understand how totally
fulfilling it is sexually.
The sensations a girl experiences while lying there,
getting fucked, knowing that no matter how good this
present lover is, it doesn't matter, because behind him
is a long line of other hot, hard cocks just waiting to
take their turn on you... you just can't describe how
exciting that makes a girl feel.
I love this so fucking much, going out on my "slut
nights," tramping around, getting fucked by groups of
men... it's the greatest, and I know I'll never stop
doing it. So look for me.
Who knows, you just might find me!
top, sacrificing everything to become what I am today,
but it's paid off. I'm one of only three female vice-
presidents in our company, and I'm making a ton of
money.
Unfortunately, that's all I have to show for my hard
work. Money, and the by-products of money. Nothing
else. No husband. No k**s. Not even a steady guy. Just
a nice apartment, a Jag sedan, and a great wardrobe.
Sounds great, doesn't it, but it isn't. It just isn't
enough. I need sex, and lots of it, and when I get
horny, I don't want some politically correct suit to
fuck me. I want a real man. Or group of men. You know
the type. Construction workers. Truck drivers. Bikers.
Guys who know how to give me what I really want, which
isn't a fucking "relationship." What I crave more and
more these days is hard cock and lately, the more the
merrier.
Like last weekend. After a bitch of a week, I went
home, took off my conservative corporate clothes, and
put on my hunting outfit. I'm a brunette, but when I'm
after sex I wear a silvery blond wig, lots of heavy eye
shadow, rouge, and the sexiest clothes I can find.
Usually, like last weekend, I put on a see-through
blouse, with no bra, a black leather jacket, black
leather micro-mini skirt, black garter belt, black
stockings, and red bikini panties.
When I'm looking for a hot fuck I never shower before
going out. I like my pussy to retain the sweaty essence
of a long day at the office, and just to add that last
little tinge of seductive aroma, I don't bother wiping
my pussy after I pee, either. I like the damp feeling
the last few drops of urine cause in my panties, and I
know damn well the men who eat me like it, too, because
they've told me they do.
Anyway, as I was saying, last Friday night after work I
got all dolled up in my slut clothes and went to a bar
located in one of the more dangerous neighborhoods of
the city. The place is frequented by guys who got there
on Harleys, or in pickup trucks, not in fucking
Porsches or Beemers.
I walked in and for a moment conversation stopped.
There were maybe thirty or so guys in the place and I
was the only broad. I loved it, especially when I heard
the guys making nasty cracks about me as I walked up to
the bar and ordered a longneck beer.
My pussy was tingling, and when I hopped up on a bar
stool and spun around, crossing my legs so my red
panties were showing, I almost had a little orgasm just
from exposing myself like that. It didn't take more
than thirty seconds or so before one of those nasty
looking bikers came up to me and asked me what the fuck
I was doing in a men's bar. I told him, and loved it
when he smiled real nasty at me.
"I'm here to get some cock, why the fuck else would I
be here?" I said brazenly, opening my jacket, letting
him see my practically naked tits. I have huge boobs,
and wear a 38D bra at work, but tonight my braless tits
were sagging a little. Hey, at 42 years old I'm still
in pretty damn good shape, even if I am a little softer
than I was as a teenager.
I've still got a great body. I haven't had k**s, so my
stomach is still fairly flat, my ass is pretty good,
and my legs are long and shapely. I never have any
trouble getting a guy to hit on me especially since
I've also been told I'm beautiful, but mainly on nights
like these I'm just plain sexy.
Anyway, as I was saying, after I told this guy I wanted
some cock, I looked down at his dick and was glad to
see it getting bigger. His jean were torn and scruffy
and he was getting a nice, big bulge where he was
supposed to, so I knew I had him.
"Well just how many cocks you looking for, babe?" the
guys says, grinning at his buddies. There were four of
them standing around looking at me now, and I turned so
they could all see my tits.
"These guys will do just fine," I said. "I love a
crowd, especially when I'm real horny, and boys,
tonight I'm so horny I'll do anything you want."
"Well fuck, let's just see about that," one of the
studs said, unzipping his jeans. Right there in front
of everyone he just took out his dick and told me to
suck it. It was long and sweaty looking, and I loved
it, so I did. I got off the stool, got down on my
knees, and took his cock into my mouth, the strong,
sweaty male flavor making my pussy ever wetter than it
had been.
"Oh yeah, baby, suck that dick. Eat my cum, you fucking
slut," the guys said as I squeezed his balls through
his jeans.
"You want me to eat your cum, you have to come first,
asshole," I said, getting a laugh out of his buddies.
By now a big crowd had gathered around us, and everyone
was yelling and screaming at me to make him come.
Suddenly I wanted him to do just that, all over my
face, so I began jerking off his cock while I sucked
it.
"Uhhhh, oh yeah, ahhhhh, here it comes, bitch!" he
groaned, and I felt him swelling up in my mouth so I
pulled his dick out and jerked it as fast as I could.
He screamed again, and gobs of cum started splattering
all over my face. My own orgasm hit me then, and I
wiped his cock all over my cheeks and forehead while it
was still pumping jizm out of it, loving the noise the
crowd was making.
They were yelling and screaming, saying what a hot cunt
I was and how they couldn't believe I'd done what I'd
just done right there in the bar. When I was through I
looked and like the slut I knew I really was, and I
loved it.
I got back up on the bar stool, licking my lips, then
picked up my long-neck beer and sucked on it,
swallowing most of it, but letting some of it spill out
the sides of my mouth and run down onto my tits. Guys
were hooting and hollering over my performance, and I
knew it was only a matter of time before somebody tried
to fuck me. I was going to get gang-banged, and I
couldn't wait.
"Hey baby, you fuck as good as you suck?" a big, black
biker asked roughly.
"Why don't you try to find out for yourself?" I asked,
sliding down off the stool, molding my body to his,
rubbing up against him, letting him feel how hard my
nipples were.
"Let's take the bitch back to the pool table." Everyone
seemed to like that idea, and suddenly I felt myself
being carried toward the back of the bar. In a separate
back room I felt my clothes being taken off. Naturally
I didn't even try to resist, and when I was naked they
lay me on my back on top of the pool table with my
thighs spread real wide. The black guy took out his
cock and just rammed it into me, roughly, deeply, just
the way I like it.
"Yeah, come on, do it, you fucking nig..." CRACK! He
slapped me before I could say it, and I spit on him,
making him slap me again. I loved it, especially since
it made him fuck me as hard and fast as he could until
he was spewing hot cum inside my cunt.
"Satisfied, bitch?" he snarled, pulling out of me
roughly. He grabbed me by the neck and pulled my face
close to his cock, then wiped it off on my hair. The
dumb fuck didn't even know it was a wig.
"Satisfied? Fuck no. Isn't there anybody here with a
BIG dick to fuck me with?" I teased. A huge, grizzly
bear of a man stepped forward. He had a shaggy reddish
beard, tattoos all over him, must have weighed over 300
pounds, and looked at least 6'5" or taller.
"Think this will do?" he asked, taking out a gigantic
dick, stroking it menacingly toward me.
"Yeah. That should do just fine," I said. He stepped
forward, between my cum-stained thighs, then rammed his
cock into my cunt, fucking me slowly, but steadily,
using his own pace, masturbating with me, strictly
interested in pleasuring himself, not caring a fuck
about me. I loved it, being treated this way.
Nobody here treated me like "the boss," kissing my ass,
paying me phony compliments. To these fuckers I was
just a cunt out to get laid, and I loved the relaxed
way it made me feel. Sure they were using me, but I was
using them, too. It was wonderful.
I guess I must have been fucked by, no shit, at least
10 or 15 guys that night, and before they were though
with me, my body was caked with cum. I had it in my
hair, all over my face, my neck, my tits, stomach, my
cunt.... I even had it drizzling out of my ass, which
had been fucked a few times, too.
The guys loved it, and of course, so did I. Until
you've been fucked by a room full of men, where you,
and only you, are the complete center of their erotic
attention, you can't begin to understand how totally
fulfilling it is sexually.
The sensations a girl experiences while lying there,
getting fucked, knowing that no matter how good this
present lover is, it doesn't matter, because behind him
is a long line of other hot, hard cocks just waiting to
take their turn on you... you just can't describe how
exciting that makes a girl feel.
I love this so fucking much, going out on my "slut
nights," tramping around, getting fucked by groups of
men... it's the greatest, and I know I'll never stop
doing it. So look for me.
Who knows, you just might find me!
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