The Superstore Slut

Walking through the store, I adjusted my tight jeans and pulled out my work phone to check the latest curbside orders.

The superstore was where I spent the majority of my days. As a broke community college student, I could barely afford my education, let alone have money to spend in order to have fun on the side. The superstore paid decently enough without being too difficult. Every day at work I would be delegated to one of my only tasks--to fulfill curbside delivery orders--which was very easy. The orders would be hand-picked by other employees and neatly organized in shopping carts near the front of the store. All I had to do was bring them to the customer, out in the parking lot. And that's how my days went: find the orders, read the customer's special requests if they had any, and then bring them and load them into customers' cars.

It paid well enough to fund my personal and college life, but it wasn't the real reason I stayed.

"Looking good, Bella," my coworker Melissa greeted me as we walked by each other. "See you in the breakroom later!"

"See ya!" I called back.

Then, a group of teenage boys walked by, and although they were subtle, I knew all of them were checking me out. As soon as we crossed paths, I swung my head backwards in time to catch all four of them staring back, definitely at my plump little butt.

Blushing a little, I was reminded once again of my looks. I know, beauty is subjective, but I'd definitely say that I had a hotter body than most girls my age. I was only 19, but I've already been hit on by half of my male co-workers, even the ones that weren't single. Call them creepy, go ahead, but I loved the attention. Of course, I didn't know what exactly drew them to me, but I had a little something for everyone. Just out of curiosity, I even went to a place to get my specific measurements: 36D-26-40. So, there's a visual for you. Guys noticed me for either my 36D tits, my heart-shaped ass, my wide hips, or my toned, slender legs. Maybe even my wavy blonde hair or my blue eyes too, but not nearly as much as my

main

features.

Approaching the front of the store, I held up the newest order. It was a small one--an original-flavored can of Pringles and two bottles of Mountain Dew--packaged neatly inside a plastic bag.

Then, I read the customer request,

"I'm excited to try Pringles for the first time,"

and suddenly I understood.

Making my way out towards the customer's car in the curbside pickup parking area, I opened the passenger side door and handed him the bag.

"Jude?" I confirmed the name.

"Yes...thank you."

In return, Jude--an innocent-looking college student--handed me a crisp $50 bill. The order was already paid for online, so this was my tip, but it wasn't that simple. Now, I had to fulfill my end of the deal.

"First time, huh?" I sat down on the passenger seat before shutting the door. "So, you've

really

never tried Pringles?"

"I...have..." Jude stammered, clearly nervous. "I thought--"

"I'm just messing with you." I let out a flirtatious laugh and batted my long eyelashes. "I know why you're here and I also know that you're a virgin."

"Y...yeah."

"You ready?" I asked, already reaching for his jeans. To my surprise, he moved away from me.

"Hey, don't be nervous." I gently rested my hand on his forearm to reassure him. "I don't bite. Unless you want me to, but I don't recommend that."

Slowly but surely, he calmed down a little, but his face was still pointed away from me. I couldn't help but giggle. Virgin boys were so cute and shy.

I leaned over to gently grab his face, turning it back towards me. Now that he was forced to look, I noticed that his eyes were wide with alarm.

"You already paid me the money," I reminded him, my own eyes trying to look gentle and comforting. "Now, let me take care of you."

I reached into my pocket for a hairtie and began to tie my wavy blonde hair into a ponytail.

"What are you doing?" Jude asked, utterly confused.

"You really are a virgin," I sighed, smiling from amusement as I completed my slightly messy ponytail.

Then, I slid my hands over his jeans until his dick was right underneath my palm. He gasped as soon as I made contact, and I almost gasped too. He was

big

. What a shame he was still a virgin, having never brought out such a potent weapon for another woman. I squeezed it gently and blinked my blue eyes at him seductively. Then, I began sliding my hand slowly back and forth.

"Wow..." Jude choked out, his erection springing up further.

"Let's get your little friend out," I whispered, leaning over to unbutton his jeans.

"No, wait," Jude suddenly blushed. "It...it's not fully ready yet."

"No worries, I can help get it there." I breathed softly, undoing the button and pulling down his zipper.

With a slight tug downwards, I dislodged his long dick from his pants. Now it was only being covered by his boxer briefs.

Jude grunted as my hands returned over his growing erection. His whole body convulsed a little and his cock spasmed under my palm. He tilted his head back against the headrest and breathed heavily. I felt the wet spot on his underwear and felt how sticky and warm it was. I had barely done anything, and he was already about to blow a load. It was so flattering to me.

I repositioned myself to be on my knees on the edge of the passenger seat. Leaning forward, I went to massage his boner again, hearing him grunt in my ear.

"Do...do you like giving blowjobs?" Jude asked, awkward as ever. "I mean...you don't have to answer...if..."

"You don't have to pressure yourself to make casual conversation." I laughed at how adorable he was. "This isn't a date. Just relax and enjoy this."

"Oh...okay."

"But if you want the answer, I guess I do." I casually shrugged, continuing to stroke the fabric of his underwear and feeling his cock slowly rise upwards.

Jude moaned quietly before he looked back at me. "Really?"

"Really! I love feeling a nice hard cock inside my mouth." I wasn't shy about it at all. "And soon, that will be

your

nice hard cock."

Almost instantly, Jude's dick went full mast, straining against his poor boxer briefs. I didn't know what was more bulging--his cock or my eyes.

"Let's give it some fresh air." I could barely contain my excitement as I dug my fingers into the waistband of his briefs and started pulling them down. Leaning in to get a better angle, I watched as it sprung free, nearly slapping my face in the process.

"Holy fuck..." I gasped. Having had so much experience, I knew he was at least 7 inches instantly. Instantly, my thighs felt hot, and I wanted to go straight down on it.

"Am I big?" Jude asked, blushing. "I'm fully erect now, by the way."

"You sure are," I replied. He certainly wanted a blowjob, but I think I wanted to give him one more. "Ready for your first blowjob, Jude?"

"Yes..."

"Okay, then!" I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and opened my lips as I went down on his dick. It was hard to believe such a long, deadly weapon had been contained within his boxer briefs just a few seconds ago. I was filled with delight as I felt his penis inflate just a bit more as I made contact.

"Oh!" Jude exclaimed as I slowly traveled down his shaft, taking it all in. Before even getting to the end, I gagged as his tip tickled the back of my throat. Slowly, I backed out, and I realized I was already breathing heavily.

"You're so

big

!" I exclaimed, staring him in the eyes.

"Thanks." Jude smiled, his expression looking a bit more confident now.

"I know you paid me, but I want to pay

you

for blessing me with such a massive cock." I slowly pulled myself up from his lap. "Are you an ass or tits guy?"

"Well..." Jude sounded unsure. "Both, but I guess I'm more of an ass guy?"

"Perfect," I unbuckled my belt and snaked it out of the loops of my jeans and tossed it to his floor. Fumbling to unbutton my jeans out of excitement, I could barely wait as I slowly slid my jeans downwards as Jude watched in astonishment.

"Wow..." Jude's mouth was wide open. "Your legs..."

Before he said anything else, I dropped back down and let his warm, hard cock enter my mouth again. Jude shuddered at the sensation. I arched my back and pushed my ass upwards, ensuring he had a great view of it.

"Your ass...it's so plump!" Jude exclaimed. "I bet it feels so soft and firm..."

My eyes flashed with amusement as I removed his dick from my mouth again. "Go ahead and feel just how soft and firm it is."

Instantly, my mouth darted downward, but I still didn't feel any contact on my butt. I jerked up my head again to see Jude's eyes wide open.

"Did you not hear me?" I asked, my voice edged with impatience. "Put your hands on it!"

"Both hands?" Jude asked sheepishly.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes in disbelief. "Yes! I didn't pull down my pants just for you to

look

!"

I went down on his raging boner again and felt even more satisfied as his warm, strong hands grabbed onto my bottom. The sensation of his throbbing member in my mouth as I bobbed my head up and down was amazing. Teasingly, I wiggled my butt slightly, inviting him to grope or spank it, but I was reminded that he was a virgin when nothing happened. His hands just stayed there, not moving.

Quickly, I pulled out of his mouth again. "What kind of an ass guy are you? You've got your hands on some of the softest buns on this planet, and you're just

holding

them?"

"Do...do you want to be groped? Or spanked?"

"Quit asking questions," I sighed, shaking my head. Virgins were cute but also clueless and dumb. "Anything you want, go ahead."

"Anything?" Jude repeated.

But I didn't answer his stupid rhetorical question. I happily let his cock enter my mouth once more, appreciating how fully hardened and smooth it was. Jude moaned again, this time much louder. I rarely ever had the opportunity to suck on such a long, girthy unit, and I had to make the most of it before he would cum too fast--like most virgins did.

Suddenly, Jude's hands tightened hard around my ass, and I let out a whimper. His hands were strong, that was for sure. Then, his hands left my ass before coming down hard on both cheeks. I nearly gagged on his dick as I moaned sharply. My own senses overloaded for a second as I felt a sensation in my groin. I was definitely wet, and if I wasn't, I would be very soon.

I took a deep breath and slowly, patiently worked my way down the length of his long shaft, suppressing my gag reflex as I went all the way down to the base. The back of my throat was screaming for me to retreat, but I didn't let go. Jude shuddered hard at the sensation, his hands loosening from my ass as he braced himself.

I slowly let his dick back out of my mouth. Too bad I only had so much time left before I raised suspicion from my coworkers and managers. If I had the choice, I would kneel here all day, keeping his cock between my lips and sucking him off over and over again. Nothing turned me on like giving a man head, and pleasuring him until he released his steamy, hot load into my mouth.

"I've got to wrap this up," I breathed heavily, staring at him with purpose. "Warn me before you cum, though, okay?"

Jude nodded, and I let myself go down once again--probably for the last time. As I went up and down, I felt Jude grab onto my thong and pull upwards, sending a burst of sensation as I felt it wedge up into my butt crack. I felt the fabric stretch and could feel slight dampness near my pussy as it did. I was wet, as expected. And something about the feeling of a wedgie was exciting, even if it hurt more than I wanted it to.

The grasp he had on my thong tightened even more, and I felt the cotton fabric of my thong disappear deep into my crack. This sensation made me jolt up slightly. His cock pulsated and throbbed even more inside my mouth, and I knew he was close.

"I'm going to cum," Jude announced just a second after my prediction. I went down just enough so that his massive dick was mostly in my mouth and eagerly awaited his climax. I knew I didn't have to wait long.

His cock spasmed inside my mouth, and I trembled between his shaking thighs as his hot cum gushed in. To my surprise, Jude put his hand on my head and pushed me down to consume the rest of his long cock. With delight, I drank every drop of his fluid and knew not to ever waste a man's cum. His cum didn't taste all that bad, compared to my many other clients, and I was thankful that I was able to easily swallow.

I continued to suck him until I made sure there was no more left, and that was when Jude finally stopped shuddering from ecstasy. When I looked back up at him, I noticed that he was fully dazed with his jaw wide open.

Barely able to contain my excitement, I smiled brightly. I had just satisfied another client with an out-of-this-world blowjob and got paid a nice $50 for it.

"So, what did you think?" I asked, licking the remnants of his cum off my lips. "Your first blowjob will always be special."

"That was incredible..." Jude mumbled, still sighing heavily. "I've never cum so hard before..."

"I'll say," I couldn't help but giggle. "I was worried I was going to drown in cum for a second. Now

that

would be a hard one to explain to everyone."

Jude chuckled. "Best $50 I've ever spent."

"I'm glad," I smiled at him before fixing my tight wedgie, surprised at how deep it really went. "Wanna spank me again?"

Jude's eyes widened. "You want more?"

I cast my eyes off to the side for a quick second and bit my bottom lip sensually. "I think we

both

want more."

I slowly turned my body to the right, pushing my exposed ass close to him, and wagged it a little. "Let me have it."

I shut my eyes just in time as I felt a hard strike to my right cheek, and I moaned in delight, bucking my hips slightly. Another strike landed on my left cheek. Jude was shy, but he certainly wasn't shy about spanking me hard.

"Your cheeks are red," Jude laughed, gently rubbing his palms over them.

"Good," I replied, seduction heavy in my tone. "I

love

to be spanked."

I finally pulled up my jeans all the way, concealing my still-stinging cheeks and soaked panties. Due to the latter, I almost always wore dark jeans to work. Wrapping the belt around the loops of my jeans, I tightened it down before securing it at the buckle.

"I have to get going," I said, still feeling a little sad that I probably wouldn't get to see Jude or his incredible penis again. "Feel free to come back, and I'll give you a discount if you

really

want to lose your virginity."

Jude's eyes were wide open. "Didn't I just lose it?"

"It's debatable, but personally, without sticking it inside a vagina, I don't think it counts," I shrugged as I opened his passenger door. "I'm serious; come back again. You'd be doing me a favor."

"Really? I thought my dick was pretty average-sized."

Before I could step out, I swung my head back around in shock. Was Jude dumb? Or just humble?

I paused for a moment before I spoke. "Jude, I've seen a lot of dicks in my life, and few of them were as impressive as yours."

"Oh...thank you," Jude looked down.

I gently brushed his forearm one last time. "Come back another time, please. I'll give you half-price off."

"On anything?"

"Anything." I nodded, smiling flirtatiously at him. "I'll see you again, Jude."

With that, I straightened my posture and walked back towards the store. My panties were a little too noticeably wet, and I would have to take a detour to the bathroom to pat myself dry.

Anyways, this was the secret my coworkers and managers didn't know about--a little side hustle I had come up with.

It started innocently enough, and I thought it would just be a one-time thing. It was a slow afternoon when I took a curbside order out to this middle-aged man's car. He seemed normal enough, wearing a slightly wrinkled button-up and looking like he was stressed about life. After I placed the last bag in his trunk, he spoke up.

"Hey, sweetheart," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "You can totally say no, but I find you very attractive. You look like you'd give one hell of a blowjob. I need to take my mind off things, and I'll pay you for your time."

Of course, this had made me freeze in alarm. "Uh...a blowjob?"

"Yeah. Divorce recently went through with my wife, and she took almost everything. I just need a little distraction. I'll give you $20."

At 19, I was always broke. Besides, I had plenty of experience from high school, and although I was kind of known to be a slut, I didn't really care. With my high libido, my pretty face, and my natural hourglass figure, I was popular and willing to have a good time without much of a second thought. It sounds really slutty, but fooling around had become one of my hobbies.

Twenty bucks for just one quick blowjob? That was more than a full hour's worth of work inside the store. Call me a whore; I don't care. The decision was easy.

The curbside order area just so happened to be on the side of the store with reserved parking, and it was hidden out of view from most customers. It was almost set up perfectly for me. So, I nodded and quickly slid into his passenger seat, and once he got his dick out, I tied back my hair, leaned over, and got to work. I worked my magic around his throbbing cock and even graciously lowered my jeans to expose my round ass and my cute panties to tease him some more. Within a few minutes, he had finished inside my mouth, and I collected my $30--since he had added on a $10 tip for being so good at it.

That's when the idea struck me. Guys liked blowjobs. Guys needed blowjobs. And I had the ability to give them. They were quick, not all that messy, and my mouth certainly knew its way around a cock.

So, I turned it into a business.

Remember my reputation as a slut in high school? Well, I was lucky enough to have slept with a number of horny and desperate nerds--tech-savvy, socially awkward, but obsessed with me for an obvious reason. Some had forced me to put on cosplay outfits, but I didn't mind. In return, they helped me pass all my classes, but now they were going to help me out with something that was...off the books.

When I invited myself over to one of them--Devin--and asked him for advice on my new business idea, he leaned back in his expensive gaming chair, arms crossed. "You're giving blowjobs to strangers for money?"

"Yeah," I replied, not feeling a slight bit of shame. "And I think I can take this to the next level. But I need a way to, you know, stay under the radar."

Devin then warned me. His face was serious for once, and he told me that diving into the dark web was dangerous.

"You'll sign a binding contract," Devin noted, his eyes narrowed. "And once you do, there's no going back."

But I'd been so blinded by the idea of easy money and the rush of earning it so fast. I just shrugged it off and told him, "I don't care; I need the money. I'll take the risk."

Devin then cracked his knuckles. "Alright, if you say so. I'll help you tap into the dark web market. But first, I'll have to tap that beautiful ass of yours."

We shook on it, and moments later I was in his bed, moaning loudly as he ravished me. You know, I always thought nerds were losers that finished fast, but Devin was different--he had stamina and I always enjoyed him dicking me down.

Later that night, he showed me the ropes--how to get in, how to stay anonymous, and how to make sure I never left a trace. It was much easier than I thought, but terrifying too. The internet was massive, and the dark corners of it? Even bigger.

I started advertising my "service," expecting maybe a few people to be interested. But I was wrong.

Hundreds of people reached out.