Today, instead of going to dance practice, I go to a special hotel where you told me to go. You are waiting for me in a beautiful top-floor suite, sitting on the luxurious couch, wearing your businessman suit and sipping a drink. I put down my school backpack, and I am very aware of how I am dressed. I wear my school’s standard uniform for girls: a white blouse with a blue striped tie, a blue blazer emblazoned with my sch...

When I came home that night after the bus, I felt so thoroughly fucked and used. I felt so dirty, but I didn't shower because I wanted to smell of sex and sweat and your cum. I stripped naked, got in my bed, and made myself cum with my fingers in my pussy so many times that I lost count. I pictured you in my mind and remembered how you had taken control of me on the bus, used me, and had your way with me. A wave of euphor...

I keep seeing you at the resort, wearing your tiny bikinis, putting your incredibly hot body on display. My eyes take in your dark blonde hair, your firm b-cup breasts, and your flat stomach. But your most amazing assets are your perfectly formed and proportionate ass and your long, toned legs. Your skin is bronzed from the sun, and your bikini is just two small, barely-there pieces of material. The first time I met you,...

I am eighteen years old and ride the bus home every evening from dance practice. I am really too young for this long bus ride so late at night with all these strangers. I know my parents would think so, so I lie to them and let them think I get a ride home from a friend every night. Most of the faces on the bus have remained unfamiliar, but I first noticed you about a week ago. You are always on the same bus with me and l...

This is the story of how I discovered that I am a Pain Slut. My name is Chloe, and I had been dating Chris for about six months since the beginning of our freshman year of college. He was a great guy, and we did all the typical things that young couples do - we went out on dates, hung out with friends, etc. I had sex with him after we had been dating for a few weeks, mainly because it was what was expected. He wasn't my f...

Hello Daddy. Yes, your little Kitten is waiting for you. On my knees, wearing only my little panties. And you know what that means; I've been a bad kitten. I need to confess to you, Daddy. I need to tell you what I did so that… So that you can punish me, Daddy. I'll do anything to make it all better, Daddy! Yes, I'll tell you everything, every single detail. Today, after school, I let a boy touch me. I know, Daddy, that n...

Boys have wanted to fuck me since I was sixteen years old. They are drawn to my pretty face, my slim, petite body, and my firm c-cup breasts. I'm in college now, and I have had a few boyfriends. The sex has been okay, but not great. Because I am so tiny, they all treat me like a fragile porcelain doll. I let them fuck me, but I have never been able to cum with those boys. I can only cum when I'm by myself and focusing on...

My name is Alyse, and this is the story of how I met Mr. K, the father of my college roommate, Kristin, and seduced him to cheat on his wife in their home. I am a self-professed whore, and I am not the least bit ashamed of it. I love sex, and I love the material things I can get by using sex. I was nineteen years old at the time, and it was a time in my life when I was pretty fucking hot. I am about five foot three with s...

Mr. Smith made his plans to set up more parties for me. I felt sure they would be very popular and very lucrative. Meanwhile, I had been very intrigued by Mr. Thomas's invitation (or maybe it was more like he placed an order) for me to plan a sleepover with Jenny so that he could pay for and use my pussy after Jenny was asleep. Spending the night at the Thomas's home would offer up other exciting possibilities, in additio...

We fell into a lovely routine over the next few days. She would work out at the hotel gym every day, wearing her slutty and revealing workout clothes. I would return to the hotel after work, and she knew how to be waiting for me. She would be on her knees, still sweaty from her workout, but wearing just her little panties and holding my drink for me. After handing me my drink, she would remove my shoes and socks and rub m...

Mr. Smith did indeed become a regular customer. I would meet him in his office at least once a week, where he would transform me into his good little girl whore with a stack of cash. He was insatiable and would usually cum two or three times; all I had to do to get him hard again was to talk about being a high school whore who gets off on selling my tight little pussy. He even snuck me into his house one Saturday night wh...

I put her to bed naked and let her sleep for a couple of hours. I made her sleep on top of the sheets so I could see her naked body while she slept. She slept on her side, almost in a fetal position. I sat on a chair near the bed, also naked, and watched her. She was exquisite. I watched her flat belly slowly moving in and out with her breathing. I almost hated to wake her up. Almost. I opened a drawer next to the bed and...

"Hi, Mr. Smith! You wanted to see me after school?" "Come on in, Katie. Close the door." I did as he asked, feeling curious about the situation. Mr. Smith had never asked me to come to his office after hours. He had a very odd expression, and he kept glancing from me to his computer monitor and back. "Um…Did I do something wrong, Mr. Smith?" "Katie…why don't you come around to this side of my desk and take a look at somet...

I put her to bed later that night, still wearing her soaking wet panties, and still unsated. After she fell asleep, I undressed myself, got ready for bed, and lay down next to her, falling asleep quickly. In the night, I awoke drowsily to feel her curled up close to me. I held her tight in my arms, my cock stiff against her ass. I felt a strong urge to slide my cock inside her right then and there. But it wasn't time for...

I left her lying there on the bed. I went back out to the living room and continued to sip on my whiskey. After fifteen or twenty minutes, I went back into the bedroom. I watched her for a few minutes, admiring her young body. Her skin was so smooth, her face flushed and pretty. Her nipples were rock hard and I could see the movement of her body as she breathed in and out. My lust for her bubbled up from inside me, and I...