Jenny had been shy all through high school, partly because she was a late bloomer, and partly due to her naturally quiet nature. Between her junior and senior years she had blossomed, as her mother called it, and wasn’t sure how to handle her new body. The first day of her senior year some of her friends asked if she had gotten a boob job over the summer. Her tall, formerly boyish figure was gone, filled out with C-cups on her 5’8” frame, while her legs and ass were always firm thanks to soccer. She had blue eyes and dark brown hair, with freckles on her cheeks from spending every waking moment in the sun.
After her senior year, in which she dated a lot but never lost her virginity, she went to the state college a few hours away and got her degree in marketing. She did finally have sex, with a few different guys, but nothing earth shaking. She got a job near her home town and settled down, dating some but not steadily. Then on the night of her 23rd birthday she and some girlfriends were out celebrating when she met Mike. He was 30 at the time. An old man, as Jenny’s friends kidded her when she told them she was thinking about going on a date with him. But he was funny, and good looking, and Jenny had enjoyed talking with him. They didn’t have sex until their third date, but when they did Jenny felt like a virgin all over again. The college guys she had dated didn’t know anything about how to make her cum like Mike did. And she found out that she loved sex. More than loved it. She craved it. And Mike knew how to keep her horny constantly.
They began to see each other two or three times a week, and she always wanted to have sex. She was still shy, but once she was horny she would do anything Mike suggested. He was the first person to cum in her mouth, and when he told her to swallow it she didn’t hesitate, and found that she liked the taste and texture of his cum in her mouth. He was also the first person to finger her ass, and she couldn’t believe how hard it made her cum. Mike talked dirty to her, and while she loved hearing it, and told him so, she couldn’t bring herself to say the things he did. When they were out he always found ways to touch her, keeping her pussy wet and her mind on sex. She started wearing skirts more so he could rub her pussy as they drove, and she was amazed at how easily he could make her cum, and how often. It seemed like she was always on fire now, and not just when she was with him. She found herself at work daydreaming about their latest sexual episode, and she even rubbed her pussy while sitting at her desk sometimes, although she had never made herself cum at work.
One Saturday after they had been dating for about three months things changed dramatically. Mike had tied her to her own bed and licked her all over for at least an hour without touching her pussy. Then he started on her pussy, licking and nipping all around her clit until she was going crazy. She kept trying to hump her clit against him but he avoided her, laughing at her attempts. Then he would lick her clit, but just enough to make it itch so much she was almost crying. He stopped licking her and sat on the bed next to her head, still fully clothed. She looked up at him, unable to keep her hips still. His hand rested on her pubic mound, his fingers playing in her lush, thick pubes as he looked down at her.
“Please don’t stop, Mike,” she begged, “it feels so good when you lick me there.”
“I’ll finish you off, Jenny, don’t worry,” he replied, “but first we need to talk.”
“What do we need to talk about? Nnnnn,” Jenny finished her question with a moan as Mike’s finger found her clit before sliding down to dip into her drenched pussy.
“I want to teach you how to be a slut, Jenny,” Mike said, watching her eyes widen at his crude words, “and if you agree I’ll make sure that this,” he cupped her cunt and squeezed, “is never unsatisfied, and that you know you are the most special person in my life. I’ll give you a few minutes to think it over. Yell at me when you decide.”
With that he stood and walked into the next room. Jenny’s mind was spinning, and she could feel her clit throbbing with every beat of her heart. Since she met Mike she found out how much she loved sex, but he said he wanted to make her a slut! Slut’s were bad, weren’t they? She remembered how turned on she got when they were out and she caught a guy staring at her tits or legs. And when Mike took her to a movie and played with her pussy the whole time, whispering that he would like to show her off to other people.
“Mike!”
He appeared in the doorway, still completely dressed, waiting on her decision.
“I want to learn,” she told him.
“Learn what?” he moved to the edge of the bed and leaned over her. She could smell his cologne, and feel his heat against her skin.
“I want to learn how to be your.....slut,” she whispered, turning to look him in the eyes.
He was staring intently at her as she spoke the words. Without replying he stood and stripped, then climbed on the bed between her outstretched legs.
“Ask for it,” he told her, “sluts can’t be shy. They have to let everyone know what they need.”
She knew what he wanted to hear, and she was so horny she didn’t think twice about the words coming out of her mouth. “Give me that beautiful cock, Mike. Fuck me. I want to cum!”
He guided the head of his cock to her drooling cunt mouth, then without warning rammed the full 7” into her. She gasped at the sudden fullness in her pussy, then moaned as he began to fuck her roughly, drawing out the full length of his cock only to slam it back down, rocking against her clit with each stroke. She was helpless beneath him, her arms and legs still tied, as he used her. Her pussy suddenly exploded in orgasm, causing her to writhe and buck beneath him as she came. He didn’t stop his fucking, and as her first orgasm subsided she felt another building behind it.
“Is this what you want, Jenny?” he teased her, pushing deep and grinding his pubic bone against her clit.
“Oh, yesss, “ she moaned, “I love your cock! Ahhhhhh, I’m cumming again!!!!”
She bucked under him as her second orgasm swept through her. She felt her pussy twitching against his cock, then felt him swell inside her, followed by the warm gush deep in her cunt from his cum spurting into her.
“Nnnnnnngggg,” he grunted out his orgasm, then collapsed onto her, his softening cock still trapped in her tight pussy. He raised his head and kissed her gently, his tongue darting into her willing mouth.
Breaking the kiss, he smiled down at her. “You are going to love being my slut. And now it’s time for your first lesson.”
He raised up, his cock popping free of her pussy, and crab walked up her body until he was straddling her chest. Her hard nipples were grazing his asscheeks, and she could see up close the evidence of their fucking. His cock was bright pink from the tightness of her pussy, and smeared with a combination of his cum and her juices. He shifted his hips so that the head of his cock was dangling just above her mouth.
“Open,” he said, to which she slowly opened her mouth. “The first thing you need to learn as a slut is how to love the taste of cock, especially one that is slick with cum and pussy juice. Now be gentle, it’s very sensitive because that pussy of yours is so tight.”
She felt his slimy cock slip into her mouth, and for the first time she got a good taste of her own pussy. The slightly salty taste was not at all unpleasant, and she found herself savoring the mixture as it rolled over her tongue and down her throat. Mike withdrew his cock from her lips and instructed her to lean her head so she could lick along the shaft and down to his balls. While he guided her she licked every inch of his crotch clean, and when she finished she laid her head back with a sigh.
Mike got off the bed and untied her, then led her to the bathroom, where he started the shower and washed her all over, By the time they left the shower he had lathered her pubes and shaved them completely, following it up by rubbing her newly bald pussy until she leaned against him and groaned out an orgasm under the rapidly cooling water of the shower.
He turned off the shower and dried her with a towel, then instructed her to stay naked while she dried her hair and got ready to leave, then he disappeared. She was bent at the waist drying her hair when she spotted him again. He was standing in the bedroom watching her through the doorway of the bathroom. He had put on a pair of khaki shorts and a button up shirt while he was out of her sight. From his vantage point he could see her long legs and rounded ass, and one of her tits swaying as she brushed through her hair. She smiled at him and turned so that her ass was facing him and spread her legs, arching her back so that her smooth pussy lips poked out at him.
“Damn!” he thought to himself, “she’s a natural slut. I’m going to enjoy every second of this ride!”
He reclined on the bed and watched as she finished drying her hair and applied a touch of makeup. With her tan and natural beauty she didn’t need much, and soon she turned and walked into the bedroom, aware of his gaze drinking in every inch of her body. With her newly shaved pussy she felt even more naked, but found that instead of being embarrassed she was turned on. She stopped at the edge of the bed, with her crotch inches from his face. She could feel his breath on her pussy lips, and knew that soon he would be able to see the juice start to leak out. He leaned forward slightly and brushed his lips against her pouty lips, then sat up and pointed to the closet door.
“I bought you an outfit to wear to dinner. All you need with it are those platformy sandals that look like they are made of grass.”
She looked over and noticed a garment bag hanging from her closet door. She went over and took the dress out of it, and not seeing anything else in the bag she looked at him quizzically.
