Valedictorian turns Slut
Lisa was a 23 year old college girl, on track to become the valedictorian. She organized the model united nations, she was head of the debate team, she regularly visited church and her parents were public figures and very very proud of her. Always bragging to friends and family about her achievements, always bragging what a good girl she was, hardworking, polite, never causing any problems, a prissy virgin until marriage.
Well she wouldn’t be a virgin for long. Lisa was so tired of being this good girl all the time, being demure and proper was incredibly boring, she just ached for some adventure, she ached for something more. Yet she didn’t want to besmirch her reputation or her family name.
She ordered a wig online, she bought some make-up, and cut off a big strip of her old jeans skirt. When she looked in the mirror she barely even recognized herself. She walked out of her college dorm room, got in her car and drove a few towns over. She started to feel more and more relaxed. No one knew her, no one would recognize her. She could do as she pleased, she could do whatever the hell she wanted. It was college. This is what people did in college, get drunk and sleep around. For four years she had been a goody two-shoes, but now finally she would get herself the college experience she had been missing out on. Finally she would loose her virginity and be slutty.
She went to a pub and looked around, which of these guys did she want to loose her virginity too? Or would she maybe loose her virginity to a girl? A giddy chuckle. She could do whatever she wanted, the possibilities were endless. She picked a friendly looking guy in a suit. He looked like a businessman, quite a few years older than her, silvery strands laced through his hair, his tie loosened dangling on his chest. She adjusted her skirt and inspected her blouse, maybe she should unbutton a button more, should she? She tried it, hesitated for a moment, wasn’t that too slutty? She chuckled. No, of course not. Tonight she would be the biggest slut out there, tomorrow she would be valedictorian again, tomorrow she could close her blouse up to her chin, but not tonight.
She went over to the guy she’d picked.
‘I’m Darcy.’ She said. Carefully tasting the syllables of her made up name. ‘I’m … ’ She hesitated, she had no idea how to even be a slut, how to seduce a men. She only knew the very formal courting with the guys her parents had presented her with, but then the man did all the work, and she just had to sit back and smile demurely.
‘Can I buy you a drink?’ She said, vaguely remembering that’s how they seduced people in the movies.
‘You wanna buy me a drink?’ The guy said quite surprised. ‘Sure I’ll have another scotch and soda, please.’ His eyes went over her body. Slowly taking in her shoulders her chest, nervously she pressed her boobs even further forward. His eyes were so observing, so inquisitive, as if he looked right through her slutty outfit and saw the boring valedictorian and the Christian virgin underneath. She pushed her hip to the side, an insecure giggle. No, a seductive chuckle, she recovered. She stretched out her hand and put her fingers on his knee. Her heart beating ferociously in her throat, in between her legs something started throbbing, something she vaguely recognized. That throb, that arousing urge to touch herself there, it was all part of it. Her panties got wet. She blushed and hoped he didn’t notice. She shouldn’t have put on panties anyway, no panties was way more slutty than this generic white cotton brand.
Her fingers still lying on his knee. Drawing circles over his jeans. He looked at her with an endeared look on his face.
‘I’m Alex.’ He said. ‘Nice to meet you. You’re quite forward aren’t you?’
‘I am.’ She said nodding.
‘How old are you, sweety?’ He asked.
‘I’m not a sweety.’ She said. ‘I’m a slut.’
A smile on his face. ‘Are you know?’ He asked bemused.
‘And how old is this slut?’
‘Twenty three.’ She said. ‘I’m in – ’ She wanted to say she was in her senior year in college, but then she pressed her lips together. ‘I dropped out of college,’ she said. ‘Way too boring. I need adventure.’
He nodded and brushed a strand of hair back behind her ear. A burst of electricity. Nervous butterflies. Now something would happen. He would kiss her, she would kiss him back. His hand rested at the nape of her neck, while he looked at her face. Well if he didn’t make the first move, she would. She leaned into him and pressed her lips against his mouth. She felt the rough stubble of his beard, thick sloppy lips giving her a slimy wet kiss. She pouted her lips, parted them an pushed her tongue his way. Licking past his lips, she could taste salted peanuts and scotch, he opened his mouth and let her in. Tongues touching. Lingering excitement building up, throbbing arousal in between her legs, more wetness dripped out of her pussy. She pressed her knees together. Wrapped her arms around him and pushed her body into his, her boobs pressing against his chest. Pushing her tongue into his mouth as far as she could.
Her panties were getting wet and muggy. She broke of the kiss.
‘Please wait here.’ She said. ‘I’m going to go to the toilets now and take my panties of, they’re just too wet.’
‘Are they?’ The man said. He seemed to be blushing, an awkward smile on his face.
A wave of dizzying power. She made him blush, she’d made him horny and uncomfortable. Ha!
‘Let me feel.’ He said. His hands sliding down in between her legs, crawling up her skirt until she felt his fingers fondling her pussy. It was intoxicating. So horny. So aroused. It burst open and her whole body seemed to crave more of this, craved his fingers inside of her. She couldn’t think straight. Her hips started moving, rocking, riding his fingers.
‘Easy there girl.’ He said while retrieving his hand.
Frustrated with horniness she looked up into his face, big begging puppy eyes.
‘I know. I know.’ He said. ‘Not here though.’ He looked around and grabbed her by the hand. He pulled her out of the pub into the cold dark night. They walked a few blocks until they found a secluded dark alley. He pushed her up against the wall. Her heart pounding. She wanted this so badly. Her loins burning and throbbing. He lifted her skirt and pushed his fingers against her pussy. She bumped her hips forward, pressing against his fingertips. For a while there he fondled her from the outside. Arousal was engulfing her body and mind, there was just wave after wave of pleasure, she was unable to think, there was just this incontrollable urge.
She pulled the crotch of her panties to the side so he could feel her bare lips, the tip of his finger swirling around in between her labia, moving up and down, rhythmically and bewitchingly.
‘Fuck me.’ She said. Barely even in control of her own breath anymore. Heavily panting. ‘Fuck me. Fuck me. Please Fuck me.’ She begged him. His finger slid inside of her. She could feel him, the finger filling her up, the spongy insides of her vagina squeezing his finger. He wiggled. Massaging her on the inside. Tickling her.
A splash of arousal. Starting with his finger but quickly spreading out through the rest of her body. A tingle, a warm tingle that lingered around in between her legs. It was getting intenser and intenser. His finger trusting her. She felt his knuckle sliding past her labia, in and out. Up and down. His finger bumping into a spot deep inside her. Teasingly feeding the overwhelming horniness.
She thought she was about to explode. Higher. Dangling on the edge. For a while. A little while longer. Suddenly release. The arousal intensified, an explosion, the overwhelming excitement spreading through her body quickly. Pulsating orgasm. Encompassing her mind. A moan. A loud uncontrollable moan.
His other hand covering his mouth. ‘Sshhh.’ He whispered. ‘We’re in public, be quiet.’
She just couldn’t control herself. The waves of pleasure just kept on coming, every time he moved his finger a new wave started that quickly spread through her body and mind.
It slowly subsided. The waves became less and less intense, and faded into a faint ripple. She was heavily panting, still a little bit out of it, her head floating.
‘Now lets fuck.’ She said, she grabbed his crotch and felt a hardened cock. He pushed her hand away.
‘I need to go.’ He said.
‘No, you don’t.’ She said confused. ‘Where to?’
‘Home.’ He said. ‘My wife is home alone with the kids.’
‘But... but...’
‘This was incredibly hot.’ He said. ‘Don’t get me wrong, but you’ve got what you wanted don’t you, and I … I love my wife, so I will go now.’ He turned away from her and left her all alone in the darkened alley. Befuddled and dazed she leaned with her back against the brick wall and stared into the darkness. This wasn’t what she’d expected. Now what? After a while she straightened her clothes. She had to go home as well. She didn’t want to get caught sneaking off campus. She was still a virgin, damn it. A bit disillusioned she got back in her car and drove back to her dorm. No one even noticed she’d been gone. She could try again tomorrow, tomorrow she would pick someone else and finally be deflowered.
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