The Day I Became A Slut

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**********************”Goodnight!” I said loudly into the corridor towards my parents and my brothers bedrooms. I instantly heard three echoes in different voices replying and with that, I closed the door which led to the outside world and retreated into my sex lair. My room looks like a typical bedroom belonging to a nineteen year old girl. I have a large bookshelf filled with all the different kinds of books that I have read or bought with the intention of reading. One shelf is dedicated to the souvenirs I have collected from the different countries I have visited over the past five years, including twenty teddy bears- one from each country. I have a desk which must be the most envied desk within my little art school because of its size. I turn left at the door into my favourite part of the room -my walk in wardrobe and vanity area. I stopped at the large mirror to wipe off my make up and take out my lenses. Stripping off my white cotton shirt and blue jeans, I dumped them into the laundry basket. I walked deeper into the little corridor, taking off my bra and releasing my 32DD breasts. I walked back out to the main part of my room and to my desk where my laptop is sitting. I opened the lid, pressed the small silver button and it sprung to life. Knowing it will take its sweet time to fully load, I walked back into the wardrobe to get dressed. I choose a nice baby pink cotton nightdress (because that’s what good girl’s wear) that goes down to my mid thighs. I brushed my hair and carefully, set up my stage. It’s the summer and we have our own pool, so naturally beach towels could be found lying all over the house. Ever since my first night, I have smuggled in one towel with the intention of draping it over my chair while still wearing my wet swimsuit- at least that’s what my parents think. I folded the towel into a quarter of its full size and placed it on my bed. I took out the key board shelf from my desk and placed it in front of the towel, followed by my laptop on top of it to keep it steady. I made sure to plugged in the laptop and headphones, turned on the bed side lamp and lights off. I took off my white cotton panties, escort and opened the little compartment at the bottom of my bedside drawer to reveal a collection of sex toys which, if ever found by my parents, would ensure my ending up on the streets.******************************* “Showtime” I whisper to myself seeing that the laptop has fully booted up and the internet window automatically pops up. This is the moment where every night I put the good innocent little girl inside me to bed and let the bad side of me come out to indulge in some very dirty fantasies. I check the clock again, it’s a quarter past midnight which means that I am safe to trawl the internet without being tracked by the broadband company as downloads are not recorded between midnight and 6am. I sit on the beach towel and I get a little squirm in my tummy as it brushes my naked pussy. I log on to and sign into my account. I automatically go to the requests section of my account and quickly look over the different users asking me to add them, when I see that they all seem fine I click accept and move on to my messages. It’s not long before I start getting chat requests from my new friends. I open the windows one right after the other and start chatting with the unknown men and women. It’s been a month so far since I started this routine, and so far the only user I can remotely call a friend is a girl from England by the username of PixieVicksi9127 but she’s not on, so I settle for all the others cyber-ing with me. I play every part they want me to: daughter, schoolgirl, mistress, slut… all of them. Sometimes I masturbate along with their fantasies and sometimes I pretend to. Time flies when you’re having fun and it’s not long before I look at the corner of my laptop and see that it’s 2:03am and as the last of the ‘one-nighters’ jerk off to my fantasies and sign off I’m about to call it a night. As I’m ticking away the new requests I hear a ping in my ear and look up to see a black box on the right of the screen saying that PixieVicksi9127 is requesting a chat and I quickly accept no longer feeling the drowsiness of the day. “Hey baby” I write bayan escort “Hi, slut” she pings instantly bringing a smile to my face. “I thought you weren’t gonna come on, was about to log off” I admitted “And leave my baby craving my attention…not a chance xxx” she wrote “What do you feel like tonight?” “How about we let you choose for once?” “Mmmm… my one nighters haven’t let me do much tonight…how about I spank that little ass?” “Now you’re talking, let me start though than take over” she wrote “kissing you softly, feeling your boobs through your shirt” “Kissing you back biting your lower lip hard” “Mmmmm… that feels good. I take off your shirt so I can see those luscious titties” “I sneak my hand down your panties and rub your clit” “I push you down on the bed and grab your dildo… I stuff it in your pussy… I start thrusting it in to you.” “Mmmmm… yeah, fuck me baby.” “I put on my strap-on and start fucking you hard.” While this two way description was going on, I was trying to replicate the ideas coming up on the screen with my toys, my anal plug and whip were out on the bed while I was thrusting into my slit rhythmically with my dildo. I close my eyes and dip my head back, letting it hang there while I enjoyed each thrust more than the last. My computer pings again and I look at the bright screen in the darkness. “You still there baby?” “Yeah I’m just letting you fuck my pussy until I cum.” “Mm… then I take your dildo and fuck you in the ass while I fuck your pussy with my strap-on.” As her last sentence comes up on the screen, I carefully get on my knees and lean forward into a doggy position and take the anal vibrator in my right hand, and cover it in lube and then slowly, slowly I slide it into my tight asshole. I switch on the vibrator and let it do its work. I decide on switching out the dildo for my pink rabbit and use my panties to hold it in. This leaves my hands free to type or play with my breasts while supporting myself on the bed. As I’m doing so my head is almost pressed to the wall adjacent to my bed and they are so thin that I swear I can hear my brother escort bayan jerking off – he’s not even trying to be discreet about it (then again he is a 22 year old guy so probably wouldn’t get into as much trouble as I would). I ignore it and turn back to the screen (it’s so bright that I can’t see beyond it) listening instead to the steady hum of my two vibrators. The sexual interchange between me and the luscious PixieVicksi9127 continues on for about another hour and I end up cumming three times. By now I have taken out my vibrators and she and I are typing out our goodnights. As I’m typing my last sentence for the night, I accidentally close the chat room and decide that it’s about time for sleep. I clear my bed of the laptop and lean my back on the pillows making sure that I am still on the towel. I close my eyes and dip my head back again and let my fantasies run wild while I start touching my clit again. I know that by now everyone’s asleep and so won’t hear me so I risk a little moan. I rub harder and harder bringing myself closer to orgasm every time. I use my right hand to rub my breasts and pinch my nipples hard, reaching down over my stomach inching closer to my crotch until I slide my three middle fingers into my slit as deep as they can go. This feels so good I start moaning quietly and softly feeling my pleasure intensify in the darkness as my shopping wet pussy throb and my nipples harden. I arch my back in anticipation of my orgasm and as I do, I hear a creeping sound and I freeze as I realize it’s the door to my room. I sit up bolt upright and throw the covers unto my naked body as I slip my fingers out of my throbbing pussy which is now oozing with my thick juice. “Sally, what are you doing?” as I lay back down on my bed slowly, I breathe a sigh of relief as I realize that it’s my brother who walked in and not one of my parents although I am pretty sure he got an eyeful. “Sleeping. What are you?” I say purposefully missing the last two words and faking the hoarse voice I usually have when I wake up. “Yeah, right. If you call that sleeping than I want to be able to sleep some more.” He said chuckling, and I realize he has heard me moaning. “Maybe you should go back to your room and try then.” I say almost angrily. By now my pussy is so wet that I can hardly stand it anymore, and my fingers are getting stickier by the second as the cum dries.

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