Linda Ch. 4 - The Roadside Slut
The three nights I spent with Linda had me thinking about her constantly. I wondered how she felt now that her husband was home and if she craving more nasty sex? Or did she really just submit herself to avoid telling her husband about the accident?
It was only two days later when the phone rang. It was Linda.
"Hi" "I...ah..." She was stuttering trying tell me what she wanted. Or was it what she needed? "I'm... well... my husband is away tonight." "Can I... see you?"
"What is it you want Linda," I asked?
There was a pause before she spoke, almost as if she was embarrassed to say what she wanted. "You...you've made me crazy." "I'm so horny."
I could actually sense the craving in her voice.
"My God... I don't believe I'm asking this." "I need you to tell me what to do." "I want to be your slut again."
I couldn't believe I was hearing this. Is this what I turned Linda into? Did I make her crave being a slut?"
"Okay" I answered. "Then be here tonight after work."
"I'll be there," she replied with almost a sigh of relief.
I had this crazy idea. Since Linda's husband was away, I thought about making her do something that would take her into a wild, hot and incredibly filthy world. My thoughts were so extreme I was doubting myself that I could go through with it and make Linda submit totally and unconditionally.
She walked right in a five o'clock as usual. She wore that short skirt with high heels and a low cut pullover top that exposed a lot of cleavage. I still couldn't get enough of her incredible legs. She sat there next to me with her skirt riding up almost to her waist. I could see there were no panties underneath. I was amazed at the difference in this girl in just a few days. She was such an innocent young lady the first day we met. Now a few days later she was sitting with a short skirt up around her waist exposing her pussy.
I asked if she had seen many adult videos. When she answered, "not really," I popped in one of my favorite porn tapes. We watched it for a couple hours in between talking about some of the filthy things they were doing. I wanted to see Linda's reaction to some of the dirty acts they performed.
During one scene Linda didn't say anything, but was just watching pretty intently. There was a part where this blonde was fucking this really hung black guy.
"Look how big he is," she commented in amazement.
"I don't think I could do that." "A black cock???"
"Why not," I asked?
"Well...it just seems... I don't know.. so dirty to do I guess," she replied. "But I wonder what it feels like having one that big?"
The video continued finishing with the blonde taking that black cock in her ass. Linda was quiet, just watching and whispering to herself. "My God, look at that."
It was nearly nine o'clock when the movie ended. I believe Linda thought we would begin fucking now. But instead I told her we were going to take a ride.
"Now," she asked? "Where are we going?"
"You'll see," I answered." "It'll be a surprise."
Our destination was only about twenty minutes away. We were on the interstate for a few minutes when I exited at the rest area. I was familiar with this one; it was a pretty good size area with plenty of parking. It wasn't a particularly busy rest stop being out in country.
"Why are we stopping here," she asked.
"Because I thought we could have some fun here," I answered.
She looked a bit puzzled and just sat there waiting to see what I meant by that. It was completely dark where we sat parked, just away from the main rest room building. The only lights were the ones surrounding the building. We sat and talked for almost a half-hour while a few cars pulled in. Some people got out, went to the rest room and back off they went.
It was just after 10pm when a car pulled in and one guy got out. It was a big burly looking man in old jeans and tee shirt. His fat belly hung way over his belt. As he walked a bit nearer you could see his unshaven face and unruly hair. He would definitely not be Linda's first choice to fuck. And probably would not be anyone woman's choice in bed. He was absolutely a disgusting slob.
"Linda, see that guy." "Go wait for him to come out and offer him a blow job."
"WHAT!!" She snapped back.
"You heard me." "Take him behind the building and suck him off." "I'll be off to side watching.
"Are you serious?" "Look at him."
"Yes I am serious." "Besides, this is what you wanted tonight, isn't it?" Didn't you want to be a filthy slut?"
For a moment Linda thought about it. She did like being a naughty girl. Once she got started she loved it. But this she wasn't sure about.
"Get out there now," I ordered and left the car heading behind the building where I could watch.
Linda walked to front waiting for him. How could this guy resist an offer of a beautiful girl with a short skirt, knock out legs and nipples showing through her shirt. I doubt he ever had anyone that looked even remotely close to Linda. He walked out and I could hear them talking. They headed behind the building. I had a good view being not far away in the shadows.
It was pretty short and sweet. Linda knelt down in the grass, then unbuckled and unzipped his jeans. She pulled his underwear down and with one hand grabbed his cock and began stroking it. Then her head moved closer and I could see her begin sucking him. His cock slid through her lips over and over as she pumped him. He was hard in no time at all. When she backed away for a moment I heard her request, "I want you to cum in my mouth."
"Fuck yeah," he blurted out in a gruff voice! "Honey, I don't know who you are or why you're doing this, but you're one nasty little fuck, aren't you?"
Linda kept sucking. She jerked him faster. She went under his cock and licked his balls, which I sure must have smelled and tasted pretty raunchy. "C'mon, give me your cum." she quickly begged shoving his cock back in her mouth. At that point all I heard was him moaning and Linda's "Mmmmm, "Mmmmmm, "Mmmmm" as she gulped the cum from his throbbing cock. Five minutes later he was back in his car and gone.
When Linda returned to me she asked, "Why?" "Why this?"
"Because I want to see just how fuckin' filthy you will be." "Honestly, the days we've spent together you did more than I ever believed you would." I figured you'd be fighting the whole time." Instead it turned out you like being told what to do." "You get turned on by being slutty, don't you?"
"Don't You?" I asked again.
"Yes....I do." She replied. "I can't believe it either." "A few minutes ago I thought you were out of your mind telling me to go suck that guy." "But when I was doing it, I loved knowing that he thought I was a naughty girl." "I can still taste his cum in my mouth." "And I want more." "I like being this way." "I admit it." "I don't know what I'm going to tell my husband." "If he only knew what I was doing."
It was now after eleven and getting late. I was thinking perhaps that we should go. Linda was having difficulty with her mixed feelings. Then a van pulled in. We watched four black men get out, stretch a bit and begin a slow walk to the men's room. I looked at Linda. "Remember that video." I reminded.
She stared at me saying nothing. Then, "No, I can't." "Not this," she answered with uncertainty.