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Let me introduce myself. My name is Louise and I am sixteen years old. I am about five-and-a-half-foot tall, slim, with lots of dark hair and hazel eyes. I look a bit like Christina Ricci, I've been told. I have quite Teenage slut stories lips. I used to hate my lips but have since learned that they have their uses. I live in a commuter village to the south of the Midlands, here in the UK.

I am an only child, and my dad is a very successful businessman. He works away for weeks at a time. Mum works part-time at an office in town, so most days I get home to an empty house. Well, not exactly empty. Dad employs an old friend of his called Paul to do odd jobs around the house, and help out with some office admin.

He has an office near the garages. He has also been fucking me for Teenage slut stories two months. He noticed that I came home alone every day from school and started chatting to me. With a dad working away, and a mother too busy with her social world, I lapped up the attention.

Within weeks, our friendly chats quickly turned into flirting. I used to love the way he looked me up and down when he talked to me. He used to joke that I wouldn't know what to do with a hard cock if I had one in front of me.

I said I would. So he called my bluff and got his cock out. I reached out and gently ran a finger along it. He moaned aloud. I guessed I was doing all right, so I began to gently stroke up and down with my fingers, and was rewarded with more moaning. I smiled at him. For months, since we started chatting, I had been researching sex on the internet. That's what my mum says the internet is for — education.

So I knew the theory of wanking a man. I just had to put it into practice. I tried to get my other hand onto his balls but his jeans were in the way. He quickly stood up and his jeans fell to his ankles. I kneeled in front of him, really getting into wanking his cock while stroking his balls. I was looking at the tip, watching the pre-cum leak out, and so wanted to kiss the tip, but was too shy. Keep going and I'm going to come all over your pretty little fucking face," he moaned.

Shocked, I fell back, letting go of his cock. He quickly took over and continued to pump blast after blast of hot cum over my face, in my hair and over my school blouse. One shot even went straight in my mouth! Eventually, he finished. He pulled me to my feet and kissed me.

I had never been kissed like it before. It was rough and hard, and his tongue thrust deep into my mouth. I was turned on before, but this got my cunt fizzing. I love that word — cunt. I put my tongue in his mouth, and he sucked it so hard it actually hurt. I quickly picked up my bag and ran back to the house and up to my room. I threw myself on Teenage slut stories bed, skirt up, tights down, and quickly finger fucked myself to a screaming orgasm. Paul and I avoided each other for the next few weeks, but I was desperate for more cock. Eventually, I plucked up the courage to knock on the office door.

We looked at each other, and without speaking Paul just unfastened his trousers and let them fall to the floor. Never breaking gaze, I dropped to my knees and started to wank his rapidly hardening cock. I decided to treat him, so with my spare hand I unbuttoned my blouse and exposed my bare chest.

Teenage slut stories

I had removed my bra just before I left school. I only had tiny 30A tits then, but he seemed to like them. You want me to cum over your little tits, don't you? Make you look like a little whore? With that, he took his cock in his own hands and very quickly tossed himself off onto my upthrust little chest. It went everywhere! He saved the last few drops to wipe across my face. I opened my lips, and Teenage slut stories tip of his cock slipped inside my mouth. I sucked gently.

Suck my cock, you dirty little bitch! Make me cum with your mouth! Again, thanks to Professor Google, I knew an awful lot about sucking cock. I had practiced lots with my hairbrush handle, bananas and courgettes. I could touch the back of my throat without retching. I slowly took first two, then three and then four inches in my mouth, using my lips to close down on his cock.

While it was in my mouth, I used my tongue to stroke the underside of his cock. Where did you learn to suck cock like that? Look in my eyes while you suck me, honey.

Teenage slut stories

It makes you look so fucking sexy! He moaned and slowly began to move his cock backwards and forwards, fucking my mouth. I put one hand on my still-sticky tits, and the other slipped up my skirt and into my knickers. Paul grabbed handfuls of my hair and began sliding my head back and forth. This, together with my own hands, was turning me on incredibly. Now I'm gonna pump my fucking cum right down your fucking throat, you little cum-dump!

True to his word, he held my head quite tight, put his cock quite deep in my mouth, and with a few brief thrusts, began to cum in my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could, but still, some came out of the corners of my mouth and ran down my chin. Feeling it there pushed me over the edge, and as Teenage slut stories took his cock out of my mouth, I took a huge breath, fell to my hands and knees and grunted long and loud as a massive orgasm tore through my little cunt.

After we had both recovered, Paul apologised for being rude and a bit rough.

Teenage slut stories

I blushed and told him I liked it. I liked feeling like a sex toy. He just smiled and told me to go get cleaned up. It contained a dark, ruby-red metallic lip gloss. I smiled and went into his small bathroom. I quickly stripped naked and began putting on lip gloss. I had a few of my own but in girly pinks and peaches. I coated my lips. I looked amazing. I put on another coat, and I could feel my lips swelling with arousal.

One more coat? I thought. Fuck it, why not. I went back into the office.

Teenage slut stories

Paul had also stripped naked. His body was amazing. He was forty-three years old, had spent twelve years in the Army, and had no fat on him from lots of running. A few tattoos completed his sexiness. I smiled lightly, then pouted and walked across. He was leaning on the edge of his desk. I dropped to my knees, looked him in the eye, and kissed his cock, slowly and wetly.

I then gave him an extremely wet and sloppy blowjob, spitting on his cock, occasionally closing my eyes. He held my head with both hands and literally began to fuck my mouth like a cunt. I opened my mouth a little to help me breathe, and his pumping cock made a gargling sound in my mouth. All his filthy talk was turning me on incredibly. I realised that I was born to be a filthy, foulmouthed, cock-sucking little slut.

I want you to fuck me and make me suck you at every fucking opportunity. I want you to dress me like a fucking whore and cover me in your cum. I want you to fuck me in your car, in car parks, take me dogging, let your friends fuck me for money.

I want you to own me. I lifted my ass up so Teenage slut stories could more easily fuck my mouth. He grabbed my thick hair with both hands and roughly fucked my face, grunting while he did. My hard work was rewarded by several blasts of cum deep in my throat.

Teenage slut stories

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