She Is A Slut Novels & Stories

"Oh! She is a whore, you are sleeping with her? A cheap whore that gives her body to a boy that is taken, I heard that she is the slut that you used her body and still make it clear to her face that she is nothing to you." "It's your opinion, but the truth is, even if I don't have any other girl, you are the last person I want to have something to do with, not now, not In the future, and for your information, she is not a slut but she is better than you, that give your body to your boyfriend's best friend, you are disgusting, I wonder the kind of boy that will want to call you, his girlfriend, I felt sorry for him." "Cupcake!"

I slammed into her in one brutal thrust, her tight, soaked heat gripping me like a vice. "Ahhhh!" Her scream echoed through the space. "Is this what you wanted?" I snarled, pounding into her with deep, punishing strokes. The wet slap of skin filled the air. "To be fucked like a desperate slut in front of all of them?" "Yes…" she gasped, pushing back to meet me. "Yes, please..." "Say it. Tell them what you are." "I'm a slut," she moaned, voice breaking. "Your slut. Don't stop…"

came down, looking me from head to toe: - I know you. - Said. - I think not. I frowned, pretending she was wrong. - I recognize a slut offered from afar. – She was cruel. - I imagine so... And I know why: sluts recognize each other, don't they? In this case, I reiterate: "I don't know her". You must be confusing me with someone else... In this case, a slut. - What do you do here? Are you after my man?

"I do not care whether you love any of these men. I have absolutely nothing with any of them. So please let me be. I have no time for your nonesense." "Really? Is that it?" "What is your typical definition of a slut if I may ask?" "One who goes to bed with several men." I laugh. “And you think that title belongs to me. Think again” I say to her. She looks angry at my response.. She wasn't expecting my answer. "What has that got to do with this...."

Mistress mommy finally asked, "Do you hear that, slut? Slave is offering to give up another two orgasms just so you can rest. See what a good girl she is? She's willing to sacrifice herself fro your sake. What do you think slut? Will you let your beloved girlfriend and fuck toy suffer in your place?" Slut looked up at me through lidded eyes and smiled softy at me, as she answered softly "No, mistress mommy. I want to cum again. Slave can show her love for me tonight in bed. I always cum harder when I can see her white face smashed against my pussy."

He says in a husky tone, loud enough for his companion to hear. A large smile stains her face, “I know I said no threesomes,” she hums, swaying side to side. “But I do find it super-hot when people watch me getting fucked like a dirty little slut.” She moans as she cups her breasts, jiggles them in her hands, and winks at me. “That's because you are a slut!” I hiss, trying to lunge at her as I reach out, attempting to claw her eyes out.

I could see she was drunk with the color on her face even though the light was dim. "Who do you think you are to ask someone to drag me here against my will and call me a slut, you pervert, sick moron!" She answered defiantly. Suddenly, my anger flared up. I'm trying to trash my frustrations and here comes a slut to tell me I'm a pervert! What the fuck!

He couldn't fathom how she could speak so casually about sleeping with multiple men like a whore or a slut. “You piece of sh*it”

, I said to his hearing once again, still walking towards the exit. "She is a slut." ****