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(M+/F, exh, mast, oral, anal) *** My name is Karen, I'm 21 years old and a college student. For the last year I've become increasingly addicted to a fantasy. I like to pretend I'm a "slut", an air headed bimbo who thinks of nothing beyond where her next orgasm is coming from. Whenever I was alone and horny I'd go into chat rooms with a profiles made up to look like my persona. I called her "Krissy". She was a bleach blonde who spoke in a little girl voice. Very stereotypical. I'd cyber or have phone sex that way. I couldn't get on my web cam because in real life I was a brunette. "Krissy" made it easy for me to cum. For a little while I forgot my parents, my boring classes, my boring suburban home and was able to be the exact opposite of what I was "suppose" to be. Then "a little while" became more and more. My grades started to slip. My parents complained about that, and about how I was always closed up in my room with my computer. A plan started to formulate before I could even admit to myself what it was. I started dieting, as I lost weight I massaged my breasts every night and did exercises to try and keep them large and firm. I got a job at a dry cleaners and ended up dropping more and more classes to pick up more hours. I saved almost all the money and didn't tell my parents about the job, or about the fact that I was slowly dropping out of school. Finally it was the end of the semester. They would find out, so I had to make my move. I took all my "Krissy" things, clothes, shoes, make-up, and sex toys that I'd been slowly buying out of my nest egg and packed them into a couple of bags. Then I cut the real link between "Krissy" and myself. I bleached my hair bright blonde. I let it dry, then spent at least an hour teasing it and playing with it. I slowly put on my make up, black eyeliner, purple shadow, frosted candy pink lipstick. I dressed in a push up bra, white tank top and red spandex skirt that barely covered my ass, then stepped into a pair of white 6 inch stripper heels. I took my wad of money out of its hiding place in my closet, and walked out the door. I didn't leave a note, but the envelope with my grades (or lack there of) had come in the mail and was sitting on the kitchen table. I didn't bother to open it. My parents never cared about ME anyway. Just what they wanted me to be. I took a bus to the nearest big city, and got off in a dingy part of town. I rented a studio apartment in a run down complex. I told them my ID was stolen and gave them the name "Krissy Simpson". Since I paid the first few months advance and in cash the old Hispanic landlady didn't ask me too many questions. Then I went out to find a job. I started walking down the street, feeling the air on my legs and cleavage, places I'd almost never exposed before. I could hear my stilettos clicking on the pavement and started to swing my ass. I felt free and "in the moment" for the first time in my life. I started to smile. "HEY BABY, YEAH, SHAKE DAT ASS!" I turned around, it came from a Hispanic guy in a beat up Camero who was slowing down and staring at me. Habits of a lifetime aren't easily broken, and I almost kept walking and tried to ignore him. Then I remembered I was Krissy now. Krissy wouldn't do that. "Hey there," I said, and smiled. "Damn girl you fine, what you say we go have a little bit of fun?" "Ok." Next thing I knew we were in a back alley and I was bent over the grimy hood of the car, my skirt pulled up and my ass raised in the air. The guy (who's name I never knew) had one hand between the folds of my wet cunt and another sliding up between my ass cheeks. I was moaning, on a total hormone high "Mmmmm, fuck yesss," as I ground back against his hand. "You want my cock baby?" "Oh GOD yes" Sound of his zipper, then his hard erect cock poking out, slipping down between the folds of my pussy. I dimly realized that he wasn't trying to fuck my cunt, he was getting his cock wet with pussy juice. Then he slide it upwards, grabbed my ass cheeks in both his hands, spread them wide, and aimed his slicked cock at my back-hole "AHHHHH!!" I screamed so loud I didn't realize it was my own voice. It was such a bad neighborhood no one noticed. The guy paid me absolutely no attention other than putting a firmer hand on my lower back to keep me bent over as I tried to pull back with pain. I wasn't a virgin (I'd had one BF in my senior year of high school) but I'd never been ass fucked except in my Internet fantasies. I'd explored myself with a finger or two, and enjoyed it, but this was nothing like that. I was wincing in pain, and the reality of it all was hitting home. What the hell was I doing? This guy could kill me when he was done with me for all I knew. Slowly the sharp pain started to subside. My ass ached from being stretched, and the ache settled into a slow burning sensation. The sensation began to spread to my clit and I realized I was grinding my ass again, trying to hump my clit against the car hood, and in turn it made me rise up to meet the thrusts in my ass. "Oh yeah, you're lovin' it now bitch." "Fuck yes I am, don't fucking stop." *SLAP!* a harsh sting against my ass cheeks. "Don't fucking tell me to do anything bitch!" "I'm sorry," I whispered in a meeker voice. "You want my cock you better show me how sorry you are." He pulled out his cock and grabbed my arms, pushing me down on my knees. I winced as the gravel (and god knows what else) bit into my skin and reluctantly opened my mouth. His cock smelled like my ass, and like stale juice from my pussy. His grip was painful in my hair and I reluctantly began to lick it, then suck it back into my mouth. His hand yanked my newly blonde hair tighter. "All the way bitch, fuckin' choke you slut." He began a full on face fuck. I was gagging, my eyes bulging out of my head. I could barely breathe and became sure he would suffocate me. The fear was doing something funny to me. Juice was leaking from my cunt and down my thighs. He noticed my ass moving as I humped the air back and forth, trying to get some relief from the intense throbbing in my clit. He growled, "Where you want my cum bitch?" He pulled out long enough to let me answer, "Up my ass, please, please cum up my ass." "Well I guess you earned it!" I was bent back over the Camero's hood, bare primer pressed against my midriff, ass exposed to air again, then his saliva slicked cock, rock hard and dripping precum slide up my asshole "Oh GOD YES! YES!" *SLAP* "Tell me bitch, tell me how much you love my dick in your ass." "Fuck yes I love it, oh god!" "You better keep talking unless you want me to stop." "Oh god, don't stop! This is the best fucking thing I've ever had. God it's so HARD, so deep up my tight hole. I want your cum in me, I want to feel you explode up my ass. I want your cum up my asshole soooooooo BAD!" "Uhhhhhh!!" he grunted out as gush after gush of hot cream hit deep up my ass until I felt like I was gonna burst. I stayed there, bent over, panting, dazed and trying to get hold of myself. He zipped up, got in his car, and said "better move your ass" confused I backed away just in time as the car pulled away, leaving me slumped in the dirty alley, jizz dripping out of my asshole. To be continued? * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 44