Recap from I am a cum slut part 2:
Julie reached over and scooped some of the leaking cum from my cunt lips and presented her finger to her mouth. I opened my mouth and sucked her finger clean.
She laughed and said, "You are officially a cum slut."
I came right then and there, shivering in the throws of my orgasm.
Julie laughed and pinched my nipple. I shivered in orgasm again.
Part 3:
We arrived at our apartment very early, around 3 a.m. I was glad Julie could find a parking space close to our building. I was naked and covered in sperm. I didn't care, but the fucking people in this neighborhood would talk.
A glance around told me there were no lights on inside the buildings around us, so I grabbed my keys and ran to the front door of our building. I unlocked the door and dashed to our apartment, letting myself in. Julie came in a moment later, laughing as she grabbed me and kissed me deeply.
I pushed her away and told her I was tired. I went to my bedroom, where I flopped onto my bed and pushed my fingers into my sodden, leaking twat. My clitoris was very sensitive, and I stroked it lightly as I gushed again. I was exhausted.
I awoke around mid-afternoon. I stank. I had dried sperm all over me. I smiled. It might sound sick, but I relished the thought of being used as a cum bucket. I reached down, separating the folds of my twat. They were stuck together and pasty. I rubbed my clitoral area and moaned as Julie came into my room.
Julie looked at me and said, "You're a cum slut."
I replied with a grin. I said, "I know, I love it."
She replied, "You are hopeless."
Again, I said, "Yeah, I know."
I got up and went to the bathroom for a shower. After my shower, I put on underwear and went to the kitchen. Julie was there, and we talked about my experience.
She asked me how I liked it. I told her how scared I was in the beginning. I didn't know she had set it up. But in the end, it felt as if a restraint had been lifted, and I felt free to be a true cum-loving slut. A fuck toy!
Julie asked me if that meant I would do it again. I smiled at her and said, "You betcha."
That week was kind of dull. I like making love to Julie, but I was craving cum. Male sperm--lots of male sperm. I think I'm addicted to cum. When I wasn't working or eating Julie's twat, I was stuffing one of our dildos up my horny cunt.
I'd put that fucker into me and stroke my clit with a finger. I am insatiable. Well, my cunt is.
It was Friday, and tonight there was a rave party on the other side of town. I got dressed for the party. A cute short dress with a built-in bodice. I slipped on a thong and then thought, Why ruin a nice thong? I removed it. I'm going out to get fucked. Filled with cock and sperm. The thong will only get in the way and get destroyed or lost.
I arrived at the Rave around 9:00 p.m. The cover charge is $10.00. Unless the doorman thinks you're cute and sexy. He left me to go in with a smile and said, "Have fun."
I intended to; I'm such a slut! I'm going to have fun and get fucked. One, ten, or a hundred cocks--I don't care as long as I have a river of cum leaking out of me. I know it sounds gross, dirty, and raunchy. It's what turns me on. Defying the social norms. It's sending chills right down to my horny cunt.
I get inside and walk around, seeking a group of guys in the back. It has to be a bit obscure. I don't want the management tossing me out.
I get a drink and sip it as I walk around. The crowd is elbow-to-elbow. Perfect for a horny cum slut. I found a group near a corner of about a dozen college-age guys with Delta Phi-something shirts on.
Perfect. I move over next to them, sipping my drink. One of them said hello, and I smiled. Then he asked if I'd like to sit down. I nodded, and he chased the guy next to him in the round booth.
I slid in, making it a point to slip and fall on his lap. He grabs my hips. His hands linger. I know he was feeling for my underwear. Surprise! I wasn't wearing any. I turned my head toward him and smiled. He pulled his hand away as he smiled.
We sat there sipping, drinking, and talking about the DJ and crowd. He put his arm around my shoulder, and after a few minutes, his fingers grazed my left tit. I smiled and moved in closer. He correctly assumed I didn't mind and proceeded to allow his fingers to roam.
Boy, did they. He was openly cupping my tits and kissing my neck. When I turned my head to him, his lips covered mine as his other hand traveled up my leg. I kept my legs closed for a few minutes. I didn't want to seem too easy. I mean, after all, it's one thing to be a cum slut, but quite another to be a total slut. L.O.L.
After a few minutes of hot kissing, I slowly allowed his hand access to my naked twat under my short dress. When his hand reached my pubes, he pulled his head away and smiled. I leaned in and covered his mouth with mine as I opened my legs to allow him access to my steamy cunt.
He had his left arm around my waist now and was dragging me onto his lap. I could feel his hard cock against my ass crack. I felt so deliciously dirty and sexy. My cunt was on fire with lust. He had one hand up my dress, rubbing my clit, and the other trying to free his hard-trapped cock. I lifted my ass as he pulled his cock free, and I sat back down. I reached under my ass and guided his cock to my wet cunt. I let out a low sigh as he slipped into my horny cunt. He felt big, but I was still a recent virgin. So there I sat, in a semi-round booth, on some random guy's lap with his turret hard cock up my horny slut cunt.
The action and thought caused me to have a minor orgasm. His buddies closed ranks, blocking the view of us fucking from the crowd. He was now holding me by my tits and guiding me up and down as I glided on his cock. Soon, he held me down as I felt the warmth of his cum filling my slick cunt.