Portrait of a Slut

You don't know what to do with me, do you? You want to fuck me so badly. I can see it in your eyes, but you just keep blabbering on about stupid shit that has nothing to do with the real reason we are both here. This is all about me needing sex—poor me. I'll have you feeling sorry for me before you know it. I'm horny beyond measure, and I can't stop myself from taking what I need, from being what I am supposed to be to get what I want. I'm a devil in slut's clothing, here to give you everything you always wished you could experience. I'll hang from your cock, dangling from your life with a reckless abandon that can only be cultivated by stupidity.

I may be stupid about some things, but I feel pretty confident when it comes to you. I'm so good at reading men. Just one look at a guy, and I can tell if he's the right kind of man or not. I usually look for a specific type of guy to be my person of interest. He has to be tall, thin, and have a huge dick. Actually, scratch that. He just has to have a big dick. That's mainly what I care about; big dicks. So, if you have one, hit me up. I'm always horny, and I'm sure I could squeeze you in between my legs even though I'm awfully busy.

If you knew how busy I actually am, you probably would think twice about fucking me. I have about twenty fuck buddies, most of them guys, but two are girls, and there are a few couples. I like variety, and you are just another meal on my menu for Man Meat Monday. You know? I'll bet your dick tastes delicious. When can I find out?

I'm playing it cool, waiting for you to make your move on me. I learned a long time ago to stop making the first move. As a slut, I will definitely let you know I'm interested. I'll give you a look that you can't mistake, the kind where you can feel my energy and attention focused solely on your cock. I doubt your dick can resist the way it feels to be the object of my attention. I could probably fuck you right here and now if I wanted to, but I'm toying with you. I'm the cat, and you're the stupid, little mouse. I guess we both like a good chase.

You want to chase me so you can feel like a big, strong man who somehow convinced a girl to bounce on his dick. I want to pussy whip your ass so hard that you can't live without my cunt anymore. I just love having a pussy. It gives me so much more power than I ever dreamed a woman can possess. I'll have you eating out of my cunt like a sheep at a petting zoo, and you'll love the taste of it. You'll enjoy eating in the spoils of your perceived victory over me.

I'm going to give in. Trust me. All you have to do is keep trying. Eventually, you'll catch me at a time when I am too horny to stop myself from rushing to wherever you are and greedily slurping at your cock until I guzzle every last drop of your cum from your balls. I am so eager to please and so hell-bent on making you cum that you will bust the biggest nut you've ever had. You'll pledge your allegiance to me and my pussy for all of eternity.

I have big plans for you, honey, but they don't include love. I'm going to suck every last bit of cum out of that body, but I am not going to tolerate you loving me. The only thing that will ruin this is stupid, meaningless feelings. I just want to fuck. I just want sex. I want your big dick, and I somehow just know that it's enormous, and it's going to destroy me. I'm so horny, but I know I can't blow this. I've put in too much work, grooming you into the perfect fuck buddy so I can use your cock. I need you to think you are using my pussy. You will feel that I'm so gullible and stupid and that you manipulated me into taking your cock. I'll let you keep thinking that.

Here we go. Finally, you're making your move. Sure, let's go to the bedroom. Go ahead and lead me there like you're going to give me a massage, and that's it. I know you are shocked at how quickly I take off my dress and probably baffled by the fact that I'm not wearing a bra or panties. That's right. I was ready for this. I lay face-down on my bed and let you massage my back, your hands lingering on my thighs. I know you want to ravage my body, but you think I'm a good girl, a nice girl. You still haven't caught on, so I press my butt up toward your hands and moan seductively.

It's okay. Go ahead and make your move. I'm horny now after the touch of your hands on my lower back. I want you to touch my butt. I want you to knead my inner thighs until you brush your fingers against my pussy. I will let you if you try. If you don't try, then I guess this was a waste of both of our time. There we go. Now you're getting it. Don't be such a pussy. Go for what you want. Take it. Use me the way I need to be used.

I wonder if you can feel my hunger as my body arches each time your fingers squeeze my ass and thighs. You understand now that this massage is more than just a massage, that I'm going to let you touch me everywhere. I know that this is precisely what I've needed, and though I've waited too long for it, it's all unfolding in such a perfect way. It seems natural like it just happened, but I've been planning this for you for a long time. I've been planning on that big dick getting up inside of me and showing me how to feel again.

Your fingers are getting close enough to touch my pussy, and I'm tempted to move, to bring my body down a bit so your fingers can't help but go inside. I know better than to make it too easy. Men like to take sex from women, despite everything they say. They love a good chase, and I know you've been enjoying chasing me. I make a whimpering sound that sounds pathetic, and you take it to mean whatever you want it to mean. I can feel your cock hardening in your pants. You are pressing it into my leg, as if I won't notice. Your fingers linger near my pussy, and I can feel your inner turmoil because you want to touch, but you're not sure if I'll be upset. If only you knew how much I wanted to be touched by you. If only you knew what a sexual monster lives inside of me.

I hope you'll soon find out and I'm sure you will because I can't hold on anymore. I'm pushing my pussy out to greet your fingers. My back is arching, my moans are filling the room with permission to ravage my body. All I need is for you to hear me and understand what I need in this moment with you. I need to be destroyed. I need to be used. I need to be that girl that you once respected that is now stuffed with your cock. I want you to disrespect my body with your fuckery. I need this. Can't you feel it? Won't you help me?

Poor me. I just want to fuck, and yet I know that I can't just go around and beg men for sex. It has to be their idea, it has to seem organic. I need sex like I need oxygen, and your fingers in my cunt are just a stepping stone to what I truly crave. I want to cum. I want to scream profanities and beg for mercy as you fuck orgasm after orgasm from my body. Maybe you're the one that will make it all okay. Perhaps you'll be the fuck buddy that satisfies these cravings within me. I have the sex drive of a man, and yet I'm a tiny, delicate creature. It doesn't add up, and when you look at my innocent face, I'm sure you can't imagine the demon that lives in my brain. I'm sure you can't imagine the things that I want to teach you to do to me.

You are fingering me, shocked as I squirt for the first time of the night, drenching your fingers in my cum. I know your cock is ready. I can see how it is stretching out the fly of your pants, which pleases me. This is what I live for. This is the moment of truth.

Thank you for stepping up and kissing me in that wild, horny, passionate way that doesn't mean anything serious. I reach for your belt, trying to undo it, and your eyes catch mine. You're surprised that I know what I want, and I'm not afraid to go for it. I've been so shy and calculating since we met. I haven't shown a hint of this other side of me that you're seeing now, and I can see the shock in your wide, questioning eyes. You can't stop me from taking what I need now.

Many men say that they want a dominant woman, but I know that that isn't really true most of the time. That's why I rule my men differently. I let them think that they have control when in truth, I know I have it. I know I have to sneak my way in, to pretend that I'm just another submissive, little slut until they are nice and comfortable. All the while, I am breaking them down mentally, taking them as my own so I can have my way with them forever. Sometimes they never realize that they are mine. They simply are, and they give me everything I need. I always pegged you as that kind of guy.

I want your cock, and so I reach for it, sitting up on my bed and taking your cock in my hand as you stand in front of me. I pop it into my mouth, not bothering to disguise my greed. This is the first time I've sucked your cock, and I can tell by the way that you are breathing that no one has ever deepthroated your the way that I am now. I'm not even putting in my full effort because I know I'm good at my craft, and I don't want to make you cum too soon. I need that cock inside of me so I can seal the deal. Once we fuck, I know that you will be mine to use as often as I want.

I love the sounds you make as I suck you, hollowing out my throat with your thick, juicy piece of man meat. It's time. Your cock is rock solid, and my cunt is dripping. Wordlessly, I pull your cock from my mouth and get on my hands and knees on the bed, my pussy aimed up at you. I know to bury my face and arch my back so your cock can reach the deepest points inside of me. I hear you gasp as you take in the splendor of my ass and pussy on display before you. No man can resist this animalistic posture. It's hard-wired into men to fuck the empty holes in front of him.

You're just like every other man. You sink your cock into my pussy with a deep, hard thrust. I can tell you like the feel of my insides, and the truth is, I feel the same about you. This is a mutual thing, and we are both attracted to one another, but I don't feel the urge to love you. I don't need kissing. I need to fucking cum, and I need you to fuck me harder. You are fucking me gently as if I am some fragile creature, and that's sweet that you think I'm vulnerable, but I need to get FUCKED. I need it hard and fast, and I'm wondering if I should tell you or if that will change the way that you see me. If you find out I'm a slut, you might not want me anymore, and so I lay low, waiting for you to pick up the pace on your own.

I can tell you like going slow, and so I tolerate it since I enjoy getting dicks off as much as I enjoy cumming myself. I like that you enjoy my pussy at this slow pace, but I do hope that you go a little faster, maybe pull my hair, spank me, whip me with your belt. I'm needy right now, and I find myself pushing my pussy toward you, fucking you back. I'm working my hips, moving my pussy up and down your shaft. Finally, I'm getting what I need. I know I'm going to cum.

I let my screams run wild, filling the room with their magic, my pussy gripping your cock with each orgasmic spasm. I keep fucking you from my crouched position. I'm crazed and greedy, unable to control the slut inside of me that needs to take these orgasms as if they are rightfully mine. You are just a cock to me, and I am finally in control. I know that I'm going to make you cum. I've fucked enough men to notice the nuances of the male orgasm. I can feel the tension in your balls and the suspension in your cock as it grows to its most substantial girth.

The groan of pleasure that you make is the hottest, baby. I'm cumming one last time as my pussy milks every last drop of semen from you. I can tell you are done as you put your hands on my ass to stop me from rocking backward onto your cock. I am still not satisfied as I slide off of my bed and make my way to the bathroom, your cum spurting from my ruined pussy. I can't resist sticking my finger in the mess you made and bringing it to my lips to taste it. I love the bitter taste of cum, and it fills my senses, reminding me why I am here on this Earth.

It's time for you to go now. You are useless to me now. You've already blown your load, and unless you're one of those guys that can cum and stay hard afterward, I need you to leave. I have other fuck buddies to call, of course. It's been fun seducing you, but the thrill is gone for now, at least until you're ready to fill me up with cum again. Maybe I should tell you that I'm a slut, but I don't. I won't. I rarely do. Men always say they love sluts until they find one. I'll let you keep thinking I'm a good girl, a nice girl. I'll make you believe you took the sex we had today, that you tricked me into it. You like thinking you're in control.