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The Making of a Slut Ch. 01

By: Shady_Lady



Note from the Authoress: I have not included this story in the Julie Journal's, as it is entirely fantasy and written for a very dear friend of mine.

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Julie sat in the hotel bar a little bored. She knew that she cut a stunning figure with her black leather dress that was slit up the front revealing so much promise of what was just beyond view. Her dark brown hair tumbled in natural waves to rest just above her shoulders and a pair of large wrap around sunglasses concealed her vivid blue eyes.

Julie surveyed the bar and watched as the after work businessmen tried to impress the young girl sitting nervously at the bar. Julie admired her innocence as she blushed with each advance she received as she desperately tried to attract the attention of the barman, Julie stood and walked slowly over to the bar stools and slipped onto the stool next to the young woman. Smiling like a shark sensing its prey Julie muttered in a low husky voice, "Hi I'm Julie." 

"Penny" the young girl stammered then cursed silently under her breath as she realised that she had missed her chance yet again to catch the barman's attention.

Julie leant forward and clicked her fingers and the barman came running hoping for another generous tip like those he had received from the mysterious woman in black the last few times her had served her. 

"My friend and I would like a drink," Julie throatily asked her voice oozing sex and turning to Penny asked her what she would like. 

"A mineral water please" Penny stammered in reply and blushed as Julie let out a deep laugh. 

"I said a drink girl," and Penny looked desperately at the row of bottles before settling on Baileys that she had seen on the TV. Ordering to large Baileys Julie guided Penny over to a corner table.

Penny began to show the effects of the three large Baileys and what she didn't see was the clear liquid that Julie added to her drink when she wasn't looking. As Penny relaxed Julie found out that she was 25 and away for one night on some form of a training course. She had been married for 5 years to Tom, her childhood sweet heart, and this was the first time she had been away without him. 

Smiling Julie asked, "and are we out tonight looking for fun?" Penny blushed deeply and spluttered indignation that she would never even look at another man, as she had always been faithful to her husband. Julie decided silently to herself that perhaps this wasn't the time to reveal that she was a lesbian domme as Penny probably wouldn't even understand what a lesbian was let alone a domme.

As the drugs and alcohol began to take effect on Penny, Julie offered to take her to her room and by the time they arrived at Penny's room she was just about comatose. Leaving the door on the latch Julie slipped out to her room to collect a case before returning to find Penny in the same position as she had left her. Julie quickly stripped the girl naked and ran an admiring finger across her small but firm breasts before gently toying with her thatch of light pubic hair. "That will have to go" Julie muttered as she arranged Penny spread-eagled on the bed. Setting up the digital video camera Julie donned a mask before removing her dress. 

Julie leant between Penny's legs and began to lick and lap at her pussy. In her comatose state Penny's body responded naturally and was soon soaked and was moaning and thrashing gently about. Julie then straddled the bed with her legs either side of Penny's head. Rubbing her pussy against Penny's mouth she rolled and rocked knowing the camera would make it look like Penny was licking her deep inside.

Julie then removed various toys from her bag and posed the girl with legs spread and a dildo plunged deep in her pussy. By careful arrangement of her hands still taken from the video would make it look like Penny was a willing participant of the lesbian tryst. As a final act Julie removed a strapon and positioned Penny on all fours fucked first her pussy as she fingered her ass before smearing generous amounts of gel on the strapon. 

Julie could tell by the way the girls ass gripped her finger that she was an anal virgin but was surprised by the reaction she got when she pushed the strapon in. Instead of just moans of pain Penny responded subconsciously and began to push back without realising what she was doing. "You go girl" Julie muttered, "A real anal slut if ever I saw one and some great footage as well." 

Julie carefully packed up her stuff making sure no traces were left before carefully removing the contents of Penny's bag and photographed the papers inside.

The following day Penny woke with a splitting headache and could not recall anything after the kind lady helped her upstairs. For the rest of the day Penny recovered from what she though must be a hangover and swore to herself she would not touch alcohol again. During the day Penny felt that her bottom was a little sore but put it down to something she had eaten upsetting her tummy.

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A few days after the training course Penny waved her husband off to work before settling down at the kitchen table. As Penny only worked part time at the bank today was her day off when she could catch up on her housework and make something lovely for Tom's dinner. Julie heard the post and collected the various bits of junk mail and bills along with an A4 envelope marked 'personal and private' for her. Penny moved back to the kitchen table before opening it. Her heart started to beat fast as pictures tumbled out showing pictures of herself and a masked woman engaged in various lesbian sexual acts.

As she tried to work out who the masked woman was whose face seemed vaguely familiar the phone rang. Hearing the throaty voice it dawned on Penny that this was the woman in the pictures who she met in the hotel. Still trying to clear her brain Penny could only stammer as she heard Julie purr, 

"Bet Tom would love those pictures of his sweet little Penny being a lesbian slut." Penny began to sob silently wondering if this was going to be a demand for money when she heard Julie say, "Don't worry things will be alright if you are a good little slut." And with that the phone went dead.

Panic stricken Penny didn't know what to do when the doorbell rang and pausing only to sweep the incriminating pictures into a drawer she answered it. 

Standing there was a courier with a package that Penny took but as she went to close the door the courier said, "I was told to wait." Opening the box Penny saw that it was mobile phone with a cordless earpiece and as she looked it began to ring. 

Putting in the earpiece Penny heard Julie's voice as if she was standing right next to her. "Give the courier a blow job" Julie's voice purred. Penny stood rooted to the spot when she heard a sharp tone in Julie's voice as she commanded; "Now slut or a copy of the pictures will be on your husbands desk within the hour."

Realising she had no choice Penny started to invite the courier in. "No" the voice in her said, "Blow him on the doorstep like the slut you are." 

Penny gulped and knelt and unzipped the courier to reveal his semi-erect cock. Taking him into her mouth Penny began to make little sucking movements. "Enjoy it you fucking slut" Julie hissed and Penny began to suck in earnest. Soon his cock was fully hard and the courier starting moaning as Penny sucked him. Penny knew that the neighbours must have been wondering what was happening and prayed they couldn't see.

Suddenly the man started to groan louder and Penny knew from the way that her husband reacted that he was about to cum. Trying to take him deeper so as not to let any of his cum spill on the carpet Penny squealed in pain as the man jerked her head back as he pulled put of her mouth. 

"Sluts have to earn cum in their mouth," Julie's voice laughed cruelly in her ear as the man worked himself with his hand. The thick semen shot out in milky white strands splattering Penny's face and hair with cum. The man zipped himself up and Penny barely had time to close the door before he turned and walked up the path.

"Was that nice slut?" Julie cooed and although in some ways Penny felt degraded she also knew that her body betrayed as she felt dampness in her panties. 

"Remove your knickers whore" Julie commanded, "I want to hear you cum." Penny removed her knickers and lay back on the carpet spreading her legs wide.

Julie described the pictures she had sent in detail and instructed Penny to play with her pussy, something she had not done since school. For all those years after being caught by the nuns and being told it was dirty Penny had not touched herself there. The combination of feeling cum drying on her face and lying spread-eagled in the hall with Julie whispering in her ear Penny began to touch herself. 

At first Penny was timid but as Julie instructed her to put first one then two fingers deep inside Penny felt a huge orgasm build. She arched up with her shoulders on the floor, the soles of her feet planted firmly down and her ass lifted high. Penny screamed down the phone as she felt the biggest orgasm she had in years flood though her.

Slumping back spent Penny heard Julie say, "Good slut, we will see what tomorrow brings," before the phone went dead.

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The next day after seeing her husband off to work Penny sat and stared at the phone that sat on the kitchen table. The previous evening her and Tom had enjoyed a rampant evening of sex as the thoughts of her slutty act kept running through her mind. Penny was daydreaming, wondering what was happening to her when the ringing of the phone broke her thoughts.

Putting in the earpiece Penny heard Julie say "Good Morning slut." 

"What are you doing to me?" Penny begged down the phone and felt a cold chill run down her spine when she heard Julie say. 

"Firstly its Mistress. Secondly unless you want everyone to know publicly what a slut you are you had better be my private slut." With that last statement Penny heard the doorbell ring and still connected went to the door to answer it.

Outside were two workmen and then Penny recalled that she had arranged for cable TV to be installed today. "Hi Ma'am" the taller of the two men said, "We are here to fit your cable." 

Penny was conscious that she was still dressed in her robe and nightie and could feel the two men imagining her body under the robe. 

"Who is it" Julie's voice hissed in her ear and Penny said out loud, "So you two guys are here to fix the cable TV, it's in the living room, do come in."

"Fuck them both." Penny heard Julie say as Penny showed the two men into the living room. 

"But" Penny spluttered into the phone and the two guys stopped and looked at Penny quizzically. 

"Do it slut or the pictures are on Tom's desk." 

Sighing with resignation Penny slipped off her robe and nighty while the two guys backs were still turned. Coughing gently to get their attention Penny couldn't help but smile to herself as she saw their reactions when they turned and saw her standing naked.

"Tell them you want them both to fuck you." Julie commanded. 

Penny replied with "Yes Mistress" before turning to the two guys and licking her lips said, "I want you both to fuck me." 

The two men needed no second invitation and stripped out of their overalls revealing two tanned and fit bodies. Penny looked at their cocks and noticed that both seemed a little larger than her husbands and couldn't help but start to get wet. 

"Is your pussy damp at the thought slut?" Julie's voice purred in Penny's ear. 

"Yes Mistress" Penny said, " I want both their lovely cocks in my body"

Penny felt four hands touching her in places no other man's hands had ever gone apart form her husband's and became more and more turned on. Dropping to her knees Penny began to suck one cock while working the other with her hand then switching cocks. Penny was on her knees sucking one mans cock when she felt the other guy behind her. Then Penny felt his cock push into her willing body and couldn't stop the groan that escaped from her lips. 

"You love it slut don't you?" Julie said into Penny's ear, who couldn't reply, as her mouth was full of cock.

"I said both of them slut, which means both at once so you had better get busy." 

The two cable men couldn't believe their luck when they heard the words from Penny's sweet mouth, "I want both of your cocks in me at the same time, one in my pussy and the other in my ass,"

The first guy lay on his back in the middle of Penny's living room gripping the base of his cock and holding it upright. All vestiges of embarrassment had gone from Penny as she straddled him before sinking down onto his cock. "It feels so good Mistress" Penny said out loud but neither of the guys realised she was still speaking into the phone. 

Enjoying the sensations Penny moved up and down letting him slide in and out her soaking pussy. Penny felt a hand on her back holding her steady and something large pushing at her ass.

Penny was anal virgin and was just about to try to stop the second guy when the head of his cock popped inside her anal ring causing a white light burst into her brain. Moaning loudly Penny heard Julie say, "Is he in your ass now slut? Does it feel good with two cocks in you?" Penny could only stammer as she felt the second guy push deeper and deeper. 

Soon she could feel his belly against her back and knew that her must be fully buried into her ass. She heard him speak just behind her ear, "You deep in her pussy Bill because I am buried to the hilt in her ass." 

"Yeah" the guy under Penny grunted, "I am in her pussy so let's fuck this bitch."

With that the two men began to fuck Penny with practiced thrusts. First one would hold still while the other drove it and out then they would both fuck together. Despite the lack of lubricant on her ass Penny loved the feelings and the burning sensations just heightened her enjoyment. Penny heard the guy under her grunt and thrust up filling her pussy with cum and the guy in her ass pumped his load into her as well. Penny extracted herself from the tangle of limbs and moved across the living room picking up her clothes as she went.

"Was that nice slut?" Julie whispered in ear, 

"Yes Mistress" Penny replied as she felt the cum dribbling from her ass and pussy down her thighs. 

"Good" Julie said, "Tonight you will have anal with your hubby, in fact you will have anal every night until I call again" And with that the phone went dead. 

Penny wasn't sure how Tom would take her request for anal sex. It was always a taboo subject between them but as she climbed the stairs for a however the pleasant tingling in her ass made her determined to have his cock in there before midnight.

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To be continued...

The Making of a Slut Ch. 01



Okay, so it was a rotten thing to do, but then I've never said I was a nice guy, and what's more, no one else has ever said it either. I am what I am and always have been and Mike should have known that. Hell, anyone who has known me for more than twenty-four hours would have known what I'd do and Mike has known me for over fifteen years.

Barbara Jean was Mike's wife and I've wanted to stick a dick in her since the first time I laid eyes on her. Barbara Jean, everyone called her BJ for short (and didn't the guys all have fun with that), wasn't a spectacularly beautiful woman and I doubt that anyone ever called her gorgeous, but she had a certain something about her. Call it sex appeal, call it an aura, but she had something that gave you an immediate boner whenever you saw her. Maybe it was her slutty looks or the slutty way she acted sometimes, I don't know. What I did know was that if I ever got a chance I was going to fuck her. Don't misunderstand me here, Barbara Jean wasn't a slut or if she was nobody that I knew knew it, but she dressed like a slut and talked like a slut and God but did it ever turn me on.

Mike and BJ met in high school, married right after graduation and then they went out, found jobs and went to work building a life for themselves. BJ started out as a file clerk, took some typing and shorthand classes at the local community college, and worked her way up to become secretary to the owner of the local plant. 

Mike got a job in the plant as a pressman, but that wasn't what he really wanted to do with his life. Mike wanted to be an electronics technician, but there were no trade schools in the area and the community college didn't offer any electronics courses so Mike did what we all thought was a boneheaded play. Mike joined the Army Reserves. Some sorry assed recruiter told Mike that if he joined up the Army would send him to school and teach him whatever he wanted. Mike bit and signed on the dotted line. Then, to the surprise of all of us, the Army did just what they said they would. They sent Mike to school and taught him all he needed to know about electronics and computers and then over the course of the next eight years they kept sending him back to school for refresher courses. Mike parlayed all that into a high paying job and eventually he started his own business. 

The problem was that Mike was a Yellow Dog Democrat and we all know what Republicans do to people like that – fuck them every chance they get! The Republican in the White House looked out and saw that Mike was sitting there, fat, dumb and happy, and he said, "Fuck you boy, I'm sending your ass to Iraq." Mike's reserve unit was called up for active duty.

Like I said, Mike has known me for over fifteen years and he should have known better, but somewhere along the way he must have suffered "brain fade." I live three doors down from Mike and one Saturday morning Mike knocked on my door.

"I need a huge favor from you Rich. Somebody has to keep an eye on BJ for me while I'm gone. You know, take care of the little shit that always seems to go wrong, leaky faucets, dead car batteries and stuff like that. I'd like to be able to tell BJ that she can count on you if she has problems."

What she can count on, I thought to myself, is that I'll be one of her problems, but what I said was, "Sure Mike, I'll take care of her until you get back."

"Thanks Rich. I'll owe you a big one."

Two days later Mike was gone and I began to think of ways that I could "help" Barbara Jean.

It is said that "Absence makes the heart grow fonder," but I was banking on "Lack of sex makes one extremely horny." I had no idea what kind of sex life Mike and BJ had, but I was counting on it being enough that she would begin to miss it. I figured that I would give her a month before I made my move. From the day Mike left I made it a point to stop and see BJ or give her a call several times a week to see if she was okay. During the third week I had several friends over for a barbecue and I invited BJ. At first she said no, but I worked on her and convinced her that she needed to get out of the house occasionally while Mike was gone. I behaved myself, played the part of perfect host and saw to it that she had a nice time. A week later I gave a small dinner party and again convinced her that she needed to get out. She came, had an enjoyable time and when she left to walk home I said to myself, "Next time you slutty looking wench, you'll be mine."

After you hit thirty all a birthday is is an excuse to have a party. Mine fell on a Friday, which meant that the party could be big, boisterous and long since no one had to go to work the next day. Naturally I invited BJ and since she now knew that she come over to my place, have a good time and then go home safe and sound, she said she would come. At the barbecue and dinner party I had taken care to see that BJ's drinks were watered down, but not at my birthday party. Oh no, every drink BJ got was a double or a triple and I made sure that her glass was always full. Halfway through the party BJ was half in the bag. Not falling down drunk, but in that happy state that some drunks reach where everything is funny to them. Charlie Martin, one of the swifter guys that I know, came up to me and asked, "Are you doing what I think you are doing?"

"I don't know. Is what you think I'm doing bad, nasty, evil and immoral?"

"Of course."

"Then the answer is yes."

"Think she'd do a double?"

"First I have to get her to do a single."

"Keep me in mind. I've always wanted a taste of that."

Things were moving along a little faster than I had planned. BJ had gotten drunk quicker than I had expected and she was in the state I wanted her while the party was still going strong. A good host does not neglect his guests, but it was my birthday, my gift to myself was ready to be unwrapped and so I abandoned my guests to their own devices and slowly eased BJ out of the herd.

She was giggling and acting silly as I maneuvered her toward the bedroom. Her words were slurred when she asked, "Where are we going?"

"I have a surprise for you."

"What kind of surprise?"

"One that should tingle your toes."

She giggled and said, "How do you know what tingles my toes?"

"A little birdie told me."

I got her in the bedroom and I left the light off. "Close your eyes and wait just a moment while I go and get him."

"Get who?"

"Mike. He snuck away from camp and he wants to surprise you."

"Mike? Here? Now?"

"Yes, and he will get in trouble if he gets caught so no one can know that he is here. Here, finish your drink and I'll go and get you another one while you get undressed for him. He told me to tell you that he can't talk. If anyone hears his voice and they find out he was here he could get court martialed and sent to Leavenworth for ten years so you have to play this cool."

I wasn't sure that it would work, but hey, if she was blotto enough it had a good chance.

"Just keep the lights off and the room dark so no one will be able to see him. He has to hurry so he can get back before they miss him and report him AWOL so hurry up and get undressed. Remember, it has to be kept a secret, okay?"

BJ giggled and said, "I can keep good secrets."

That's good, I thought, because after this weekend you'll have a lot of them you'll want to keep. I took her empty glass and stepped out of the room and went looking for Charlie.

"Still want a taste?"

"You bet."

"Give me ten minutes and then quietly sneak into the bedroom. No noise and don't talk at all. I've got her thinking that Mike snuck away from camp and I hope she's drunk enough to buy it. Be ready to spell me. I want to keep a cock in her as long as possible."

"I can get a couple of more guys if that would help."

"Why not. The more the merrier. I want to turn her into a slut and I plan on making her my slut until Mike comes home."

"Consider it a done deal."

I opened the door and slipped back into the bedroom. In the darkness I could make out BJ's naked body on the bed and as the door closed behind me she slurred, "Mikey, is that you Mikey?" 

"Yes my love," I whispered, "It's me."

I quickly undressed and made my way to the bed and as I climbed on Barbara Jean spread her legs and said, "Hurry Mikey, hurry. I've missed you baby,"

That surprised me. Not that she missed him, but that she wanted to get right down to doing the nasty. Given as long as Mike had been gone I would have thought that there would be hugs and kisses first, but who was I to argue with the lady? She wanted cock so cock she would have. I lined myself up and pushed. She was tight, too tight, so I pulled away and lowered my head so I could suck her tits while I finger fucked her to loosen her up. As soon as I felt some moisture I moved back between her legs and tried again. That time it was much better and three strokes had me bottomed out in her cunt. I started fucking BJ slowly at first. I needed to be in the saddle when Charlie came in. BJ was squirming under me and moaning, "Oh Mikey, oh Mikey." She was pushing up at me and her pussy felt like a furnace. 

I heard Charlie come in (and I prayed that BJ hadn't) and I started to pick up the pace. BJ had her legs locked behind mine and she was chanting, "Oh yes, oh yes, so good, so good Mikey, so good." I pulled out of her and she cried out, "No, no, not yet, please, not yet," but I was only out of her long enough to pick her legs up and put them up on my shoulders. I slammed my cock back into her and began to fuck her hard and fast. She cried out, "Oh God yes. Fuck me Mikey, fuck me. Make me cum baby, make me cum." I drove into her, hard, fast strokes and she cried out, "Oh yessssss" as she had an orgasm. Three strokes later and I had mine. I quickly dismounted and Charlie immediately took my place and started boning BJ. I stood off to the side and caught my breath for a minute or so and then it was time for stage two. On the bed BJ was crying out, "Fuck me Mikey, fuck me hard honey, so good, oh god so good." I moved quietly to the bed and before BJ could realize what was going on I shoved my cock in her mouth and grabbed her head with both hands. I felt her stiffen and she tried to say something, but all that came out of her mouth was an unrecognizable gurgle. She seemed to struggle for just a second or two and then her body shook and a muffled scream escaped past my cock as Charlie brought her to another orgasm. 

I started stroking into her mouth as my soft cock started to stiffen. Charlie was banging away and BJ had another small climax and by the time it was over she was moaning again and I felt her lips start to move on my cock. Curious, I let go of her head and she kept sucking on me. By the time Charlie said he was read to shoot I was rock hard and ready and when Charlie pulled out of BJ I quickly moved to take his place. I grabbed her and rolled her over and got her up on her knees and then I fucked her from behind. Strangely, or at least I thought it was strange, not a word came from BJ as Charlie and I made the swap and then it was too late for her to talk as Charlie had lain down and pulled her head down onto his cock. After a couple of minutes I said, "Go get help Charlie; I'll keep her busy until you get back." 

He dressed quickly and left the room and I kept feeding the meat to BJ. She had her head down on the pillow and was moaning as I fucked her pussy using long, hard strokes, but keeping the speed down so I wouldn't cum before I had some relief. The plan was o make sure that BJ was never without a cock for longer than it took for one man to get out of the way so another could take his place. 

Several minutes went by before Charlie was back with Ben, Mel and Harry. As the four men got naked I picked up the tempo and as soon as I started to fuck BJ hard and fast she began crying out again, "Oh yes, like that, like that. Oh Jesus, oh god fuck me, make me cum." 

I wanted to cum with her, but I couldn't hold out and my cock erupted and splashed her insides with my juice. 

"No" she cried, "Not yet, please god not yet" as I pulled out, but then Charlie was there to take my place and her cries went back to, "Oh yes, oh god, make me cum, make me cum." 

I told one of the other guys to take her mouth and I dressed and went back to my party.

The party petered out around three in the morning. I had looked in on the little group in my bedroom from time to time and they had been going strong so I left them to it and stayed out of the room to play host. When the last guest was gone I went back to the room and saw that Mel was gone and Charlie and Ben were getting dressed. Harry was buried to the balls in BJ and had her legs up on his shoulders. He was hitting her hard and fast and he looked over at me, "She's about fucked out. This isn't my first gangbang, but it is the first one where the broad never got to take a break. She's had a cock in her cunt since you left. She's so tired she can't even moan any more. It won't surprise me if she falls asleep when I cum and get off her." 

I walked Charlie to the front door and he said, "Hell of a party dude; we need to do it again." 

"If it works out they way I hope it will we can do it lots more before Mike comes home." 

"You do know that he is going to kill you, right?" 

"Only if he finds out and I'm not going to tell him, are you?" 

"No, but what about BJ?" 

"We will just have to see that she doesn't say a word. I should have taped this; it would have been great material to use as blackmail to see that she keeps her mouth shut." 

"Hell dude, just tell her that you did. She isn't going to remember much about tonight anyway, except for the fucking." 

When I got back to the room Harry was just finishing up and he got off the bed leaving BJ sprawled out, legs spread, and a river of cum running out of her box. Before he was even dressed we heard a light snore from BJ. 

Harry chuckled, "What did I tell you. Good luck when she wakes up. Was I you I'd make damned sure I was awake when she wakes up. God only knows what she might do to you if she catches you asleep." 

Then Harry was gone and I was all alone with BJ. Even sweaty and cum covered she had that certain something that made my dick hard. I debated shaking her awake and taking her one more time, but in the end I decided to let her rest. I'd wake her up in the morning by sliding her the old salami.

The only way I could make sure that I was awake when BJ woke up was to not go to sleep. I grabbed a book and propped myself up on the bed next to BJ and started reading. A couple of times I almost nodded off and the last time was around seven so I said to hell with the book and I put it down. I slid a finger into BJ's pussy and found that it was loose, but tight enough for what I had in mind. My cock began to rise to the occasion and I pushed her legs apart and mounted her. Her cunt had a nice hot and wet feel to it and I stroked into her for about a minute before she began to stir. I picked up the pace as she awakened and then she was looking up at me with a confused look on her face that seemed to ask, "What are you doing? You aren't Mike." But it had to be just the sleep wearing off because she knew last night when Charlie and I both dicked her at the same time that there was no Mike. 

"What's the matter BJ? Wondering why only one cock is working on you? The others had to leave, but don't you worry sweetie, I'm going to see to it that you'll have plenty of cock from now on. I'll have you on your back until Mike gets home and maybe even after that. You looked good going after all that cock last night, damned good. You're not talking sweetie, nothing to say? Not even going to say thank you? Don't you want to tell me how much you appreciate my getting you all that cock?" 

Under me BJ was starting to push her hips up at me. "That's it sweetie, show me how much you liked what I did for you." 

BJ moaned and her legs came up and hooked around me. A couple of more strokes and her hands came up to hold me. "That's it BJ, that's it. Fuck me sweetie, be my bitch." 

"Oh God" she sobbed, and I saw a tear run down her cheek. I picked up the pace and her hands slid from my shoulders down to my ass. I felt her nails dig in as she pulled me to her. 

"That's it sweetie, pull me in, pull me deep inside." 

She gave another sob and then her legs squeezed me tight and her nails bit deep as she had an orgasm. It is what I had been waiting for, for her to cum, and I rammed myself into her and ten or twelve strokes later I came.

I held myself over her and watched as she raised a hand and wiped the tears from her cheeks and then she said, "I have to go to the bathroom." I got off of her and watched as she walked to the bathroom. She was gone a good five minutes and when she came back, eyes downcast, she said, "I have to go home now." 

"No BJ, what you have to do is come over here and suck my cock." 

Still looking at the floor she was silent for several moments and then she said, "I can't. This is not right. I can't be doing this." 

"Yes you can sweetie. You not only can, but you must. Unless of course you won't mind my sending Mike a copy of the video that I shot of you having fun last night. To keep me from sending that video you will have to take very good care of me. You will suck when I say suck and you will open your legs for me whenever I want. You don't have to of course, but think of the look on Mike's face when he sees you with your legs up on Harry's shoulders while you grab his ass with both hands and moan, "Oh god yes, like that, just like that." Or how about the scene where Charlie is fucking you from behind while you have your head in Ben's lap doing marvelous things with your mouth? Your choice sweetie, makes no never mind to me." 

Tears were streaming down her cheeks as I said, "Your choice BJ, but I need you to make it now. Either get down on your hands and knees and crawl over here and suck my cock or get your clothes and go home and wait to hear from Mike." 

I smiled as she sank to her knees and began to crawl toward me.

To be continued.



The Making of a Slut Ch. 02



Note from the Authoress: I have not included this story in the Julie Journal's, as it is entirely fantasy and written for a very dear friend of mine.

I would suggest that you read part 1 to give you the background to this part.

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Penny sat at the table staring at the phone. Her ass was burning from the anal fucking she had enjoyed over the last few days. At first Tom was unsure but once he realised that Penny was serious Tom took her ass with a passion they hadn't enjoyed in a few years. She was almost thankful that Tom was away that evening as she would get a rest.

Penny remembered how it just a few short days ago she was drugged and photographed in some explicit lesbian scenes. Then to try to keep this away from her husband had complied with the orders of Julie given to her by phone. This had included giving a deliveryman a blowjob on the doorstep and then fucking the two repairmen.

Penny blushed as she felt herself willing the phone to ring and snatched it up and answered almost in one movement.

"Hello slut," Julie's voice purred down the phone.

"Hello Mistress," Penny stammered 

"How's your slutty ass feeling?" Julie enquired.

"A little sore Mistress but my pussy feels neglected," Penny blurted out in response.

Laughing Julie said, "We will soon sort that out" and the phone went dead.

Penny could feel that her pussy was damp and had been brought on from the brief contact she had just had with Julie. Idly daydreaming Penny began to stoke her pussy when the doorbell rang.

When Penny got to the door there was no one there but a parcel rested on the step. Penny opened the parcel and inside found some clothing and a note saying 'wear only what is here and be ready at 9.00 p.m."

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Just before 9.00p.m. Penny looked at herself in the mirror as she stood waiting. The skirt barely covered her ass and the top was almost skin tight. What made Penny blush was printed across the top were the words, "White slut need black cock".

The doorbell rang and opening it she felt the rush of cold air play across her naked pussy, as no knickers had been included in the parcel. Looking up Penny took a step back as she looked into the face of very large smiling black man.

"The name is Thomas and I am here to transport you and it looks like the brothers gonna get a fine piece of white ass."

Penny followed Thomas to the car praying silently that none of the neighbours would see her and breathing a sigh of relief as she made it to the car. Penny went to open the back door of the dark BMW when she heard Thomas's voice rumble, "In the front girl."

Meekly Penny climbed into the front seat and felt the cold touch of the leather seat against her naked flesh. Thomas got in and before he started the engine unzipped himself and pulled out his black cock. "Suck it bitch" he snarled and started the engine. Penny touched the cock gently and pulled away in shock as it jerked to her touch. Although limp it was still bigger than any cock she had seen fully erect.

Roughly pulling her hair with one hand while holding the wheel with the other Thomas pulled her head roughly into his lap. Penny had no choice but to touch the cock with her mouth and it started to swell and grow harder. Opening her mouth Penny swallowed the cock in and felt it grow even harder and begin to swell. Soon Penny was working her head up and down like a pro slurping as the thick cock started to hit her throat.

Penny gagged slightly which caused Thomas to moan and push her down. Penny felt like she couldn't breath and tried to push up against the restraining hand. Each time she pushed up Thomas pushed her down forcing the cock back into her mouth. The car stopped and Thomas removed both hands from the wheel and holding Penny's head began to thrust up violently into her mouth. Despite her choking Thomas continued to fuck her mouth until finally with a yell he shot thick stream of cum into her throat. There was so much Penny couldn't contain it all and some escaped down her chin.

Sitting upright Penny realised that the car had come to a halt outside a bar in a particularly bad part of town and a crowd that had gathered had witnessed her cock sucking. Penny blushed deep red and tried to whip the drops of cum from her chin as the men outside laughed and jeered.

Thomas moved round the car and half dragged her into the smoky bar and then propelled her into the middle of the room. Standing feeling very alone Penny looked round and realised that she was the only woman in the bar and also the only white face.

Thomas walked to the bar and ordering a beer turned to the room and shouted, "This white slut wants black cock, she's all yours boys."

Penny gulped and looked round seeing that half of the men had stood and were working their cocks. Some of them were what she would consider normal sized but many of them were like long black snakes. Penny fixed on one man whose cock seemed unreal it was so large, nearly a foot long and as thick as her wrist. Penny was just thinking to herself that it would never fit when her attention was snapped back to reality as she felt hands pawing at her clothing.

Within seconds Penny was naked in the middle of the bar but before she could become self-conscious she felt herself being lifted towards a black man sitting in a chair. She felt like a doll in their hands and as she was straddled over the sitting man she looked down to see him holding his erect cock upright. She felt herself being lowered onto him and as the tip entered her it took her breath away. Lower and lower she sank feeling the cock slip deeper and deeper into her body. Finally she came to a rest and she couldn't speak, as she felt fuller than she ever had before.

"Black cock feel good?" the man muttered and Penny could only nod in reply. "Well ride it slut like your Mistress said you would" and with that the man gave Penny's ass a sharp slap. Penny began to ride slowly up and down and after a few strokes she felt herself adjust to the size inside her.

Penny felt her head turned to one side and another cock was presented to her face. Without pausing for thought Penny greedily sucked the cock in and stared to ride and suck at the same time.

"Good little white cocksucker" the man laughed and thrust into Penny's willing mouth as the man under her thrust up to meet Penny's downward strokes.

Penny could feel the first orgasm building in her body when she felt a cold finger probing at her ass. Moaning the finger slipped in and began to work her looser and was soon joined by another finger. The two fingers in her ass and the cock in her pussy caused the orgasm to burst and as she came the man whose cock she was sucking pulled out of her mouth and shot his cum over her face and hair.

At the same time she felt the fingers removed from her ass and the head of a huge cock being pushed at her anal opening. Her mouth free allowed her to speak for the first time since entering the bar. "Shove that black meat up my ass," she screamed, "Fuck me"

The man needed no second invitation and forced his cock into Penny's ass. Penny wasn't prepared for the sheer size and her ass was tighter by the other man still inside her pussy. She opened her mouth and screamed but was cut off by yet another man shoving his cock into her cum splattered mouth.

Soon all the men were grunting and almost at the same time they shot their cum into each of her holes. Climbing off the man Penny stood in the room with cum trickling down her face and her thighs with a wild expression on her face.

Penny's brain was fired with sheer animal lust and spinning to face the man with the monster cock Penny pointed and snarled, "I want that in me" then lying on the floor opened her legs wide and pointed again. "Fuck me with that black monster NOW"

The man lowered himself between Penny's legs and started to push the cock inside her. Penny could only mew like an animal as white lights flashed in her head as the man pushed it deep into her. He stopped and Penny thought it must be all in. Looking at her he smiled and in a deep voice said, "You like my monster?"

Penny snarled and reaching down said "I love your black cock in my white pussy." Her hand reached her pussy and she was shocked to find he was only half in but she was so turned on she just wrapped her legs round his back and pulled at him. A scream and a torrent of filth exploded from Penny's mouth as he sunk to the full twelve inches.

The orgasm that shot through her caused Penny to black out and she stayed in a semi-conscious state as her pounded her for what seemed like for hours. 

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Penny sat in the back of a taxi ignoring the stares of the taxi driver. Her hair was covered in cum and she could feel the cum leaking from both her pussy and ass. When she left the bar her own clothes could not be found and one of the guys gave her a t-shirt that was big enough to cover her modesty. She ached from head to toe and was numb in places after the fucking she had received.

Slipping into a semi-trance she tried to recall how many cocks had been in her and couldn't recall as she lost count after twelve. Looking forward to a hot bath and a long sleep Penny half tumbled through her front door. "Hello slut" Julie's soft voice curled out of the darkness causing Penny to stand very still.

Suddenly the room was bathed in light and sitting in a chair was Julie coolly watching her. 

"The slut returns," Julie half-laughed, "Fucked by twelve black cocks and loved every second of it. Now you are nearly a total slut."

Penny dropped to her knees and stammered, "Yes Mistress I am your slut and willing to do what ever you command."

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To be continued... maybe.



The Making of a Slut Ch. 02



I smiled as BJ sank to her knees and, tears streaming down her cheeks, started to crawl toward me. My cock, so soft after just fucking her, was coming erect just from the thought of what I was going to do to her until her husband came home from Baghdad. I was betting that I had at least six months before that happened and I fully intended that she was going to be my slut even after he came home.

BJ didn't know that my threat of sending her husband a video of her gangbang was a bluff. I hadn't taped it, but I was already planning her next gangbang and I would make damned sure that one got videotaped. BJ moved between my legs and looked up at me.

"Please don't make me do this."

"I'm not making you do anything BJ. This is your choice. Who knows, maybe your hubby has a kinky side and will love what he sees on the tape. Now suck my cock or put your clothes on and go home."

She sniffled a few times and then she lowered her head and her warm mouth surrounded my dick.

"That's it sweetie, suck it. Live up to your nickname. You know that all the guys believe that BJ stands for blow job, don't you? That's what I'm going to call you from now on. That will be my pet name for you -- Blow Job Baby. It has a nice ring to it, don't you think? Suck it sweetie, get me hard Blow Job Baby, get me real hard and I'll let you fuck my eyes out."

She was a good cocksucker and if I would have left her alone she would have quickly gotten me off, but I didn't want that, not this time anyway. I pushed her back and told her to get up on the bed and spread her legs. I moved between them and looked down at her.

"What do you say?"

She looked up at me with a confused look on her face and I said again, "What do you say?" It took a second or two, but then I saw it dawn on her. She looked away from me and said:

"Fuck me. Put your cock in me and fuck me."

"I don't know Blow Job Baby, that sure didn't sound like you meant it."

She looked up at me and I could see the anger, but she said, "Please fuck me. Come on lover, please fuck me."

"That's better Blow Job Baby, that's much, much better.

I know that it killed her to have it happen, but it didn't take BJ long to get into the act. Two, maybe three minutes and she was clutching, grabbing and moaning. BJ was a fine piece of ass and I was looking forward to having her available for a long, long time. I fucked her twice more that morning and then, good host that I try to be, I fixed her breakfast. She didn't want to stay, not that I blame her, but I wouldn't take no for an answer. As she was getting ready to leave I stopped her. "Come here Blow Job Baby and give us a kiss goodbye." No argument or deep sighs and only a touch of exasperation on her face as she came over to me and gave me a quick peck on the lips.

"No, no, no Blow Job Baby, put some life into it. Do it like you mean it."

She grabbed my head in both hands and held it while she shoved her tongue down my throat and mashed her teeth against my lips. It was meant to hurt and it did, but I wasn't going to let her know. My arms went around her and I returned the kiss and I held it a good bit longer than she had intended. When I broke the kiss I smiled at her, "That's more like it sweetie" and I let her go. She was almost to the door when I said, "I'll pick you up at six sweetie for dinner and dancing. Wear something sexy and I prefer my women to wear high heels."

"I can't. I'm having dinner with my sister tonight."

"No you aren't Blow Job Baby. I'll see you at six tonight. Don't make me wait. The Post Office isn't open tomorrow, but if you aren't ready and waiting for me when I get there I will be the first in line to mail a package come Monday morning."

"Why are you doing this to me?" 

"Because I can sweetie, just because I can."

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BJ was ready and waiting for me when I got to her place and she was dressed to give hard ons. I had told her to dress sexy and she had done just that. Low cut blouse, mini-skirt and "come fuck me" pumps. She looked good enough to eat and so I did.  

"I thought we were going out to eat."

"We are sweetie, I just wanted a little B and A."

"B and A?"

"Before and after. I want to compare how you taste now to how you taste when I bring you home."

BJ liked having her pussy eaten. No, that's not true -- she loved having her pussy eaten. Less than thirty seconds after my tongue touched her "man in the boat" she had her fingers in my hair pulling me to her and she was humping up at my face and crying out, "Don't stop, don't stop." I pulled away from her and she cried out, "Please no, don't stop, not now, don't stop." I stood up and dropped my trousers and briefs and I lay down on her living room floor.

"Do what you want. Sit on my cock or sit on my face."

BJ scrambled off the couch and just for a second it looked like she couldn't make up her mind and then she lowered herself down on my face in a sixty-nine position and took hold of my cock and started stroking it as I tongued her. And then, all on her own, and with no urging from me, she went down on me. I worked hard on her love button and she was pounding her pussy down at me and squealing around my dick and it looked like we were going to be late for our dinner reservation at Mario's. Suddenly she pulled herself away from me, turned one eighty and sat down on my cock. She started working up and down and rocking back and forth all the while moaning, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."

I let her set the pace for several minutes and then I grabbed her to my chest and I rolled her over onto her back. Then I set the pace. I fucked her as hard and fast as I could and she cried out, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, so good, oh yes, fuck me god damned you, fuck me." I pounded away at her and I felt myself getting close. The evening would go a whole lot better if she wasn't frustrated and on edge so I started talking to her.

"Cum for me baby. Show my cock that you love it and cum for it baby. Hurry sweetie, hurry, don't let me leave you hanging, cum for me sweetie, cum for me" and she moaned, "Please, please, please" and I figured that she was asking me to stay with her and I did try, but I couldn't. "I'm cumming baby, I'm cumming" and I put on a quick burst of speed and then I erupted.

"No, no, please, not yet, not yet please not yet."

But I was already done and my cock couldn't help her at all. I pulled away from her and then I buried my face in her pussy and went to work on her clit. I worked it hard as she grabbed my head with both hands and pushed her hips up at me and then suddenly she cried out a loud, "OHHHHHHH", her body shook and she came. When she had relaxed I pulled away from her and looked down at her and she looked back up at me and said:

"If we are going out you need to wash your face."

We made it to Mario's, just barely, in time for our reservation and ate a quiet meal. BJ was uncomfortable with her situation and didn't want to talk and I really didn't feel like forcing the conversation. I figured she would loosen up before the night was over, but if she didn't, so what? It wasn't talk I wanted from her anyway. We had a bottle of Merlot with dinner and I ordered some Bailey's Irish Cream after the meal and the alcohol seemed to relax her. After dinner I took her to the Hidden Place, a dance club on the outskirts of town. I parked in the darkest corner of the lot and then we went inside and I got us a table near the dance floor.

For the next two hours we drank and danced while I waited for what I knew would happen. Sure enough, as soon as they had enough booze in them to make them brave, guys started coming over and asking me if I would mind if they danced with my girl. I smiled and told them to go ahead. I sat, watched and kept BJ's glass full while she danced with several different guys. I watched them feel her up, poke their dicks into her leg and in general do things that indicated that they wanted to fuck her. BJ knew what they wanted and she kept looking nervously over at me to see how I was taking it. I just smiled back at her and waited for the right moment. It came when the band took a break. I noticed three of the guys BJ had been dancing with heading for the restrooms and I got up and followed them.

We stayed until closing and between me and her other admirers we were able to keep BJ on the dance floor most of the time. BJ was having a good time in spite of the way she felt about what I was doing to her and she was disappointed when they gave last call. Just before we were ready to leave I told BJ to go to the bathroom and remove her panties.

"Why?"

"Because I told you to."

When we reached the car I told her to get in back and lie down on the back seat.

"Here? We are going to do it here?"

"Of course we are going to do it here. I told you that you were going to be my slut until your husband comes home and all good sluts do it on back seats in bar parking lots."

"Please don't make me do this. It's bad enough that I have to let you have me, at least let it happen where we have some privacy."

"Get in the car Blow Job Baby and don't make me tell you again. Lie down on the seat, get your skirt up around your waist and spread your legs."

BJ was no sooner in place than the three guys showed up. "There she is fellahs, you show her a good time, hear?"

"What are you doing?' cried BJ.

"Just letting your fan club have a taste sweetie."

"Please, please don't do this to me."

"Oh come on BJ, you took on five last night and loved every second of it. I'm sure that you will enjoy these three just as much."

While I was talking the first of the three was already climbing on top of her. BJ just laid there for the first guy, but by the time the second guy was halfway through she was getting into it. She was screaming and kicking her feet in the air and begging for it by the time the third guy was done. They each took her twice and the bitch got back at me as the third guy was taking his second turn. The guy had her legs up on his shoulders and he was fucking her hard. She had an orgasm and as it hit her her legs shot straight out and the stiletto heel on her left shoe ripped right into my headliner and tore a large hole in it.

When the three guys had zipped up and gone I tossed BJ a handful of Kleenex and told her to stop up her cunt, put her panties back on and then get in the front with me. I didn't mind cum stains on the back seat, but I didn't want any on the front. When she was up front with me I unzipped, took out my cock and told her to slide over next to me. She slid over and without being told took my cock in her hand and started stroking me.

"Were are we spending the night BJ? My place or yours?"

"Your place. I've let you soil me, but I'm at least going to try and keep Mike's bed unsoiled."

"Fine by me as long as you understand that you will be spending a lot of time at my place. This isn't about getting back at Mike for anything; it is about making you my slut."

"Why? What did I ever do to you to make you hate me so much?"

"It isn't about hate. It is about all the hard ons you have given me for the last ten years."

"How long are you going to keep doing this to me?"

"Until Mike gets home and then maybe even after that."

"After Mike gets home? No way."

"Why not? You are loving it. You might tell me that you don't, but all I have to do is look at my torn headliner to know that you are lying."

About halfway home I asked, "What's your name?"

"Barbara Jane."

"No BJ, what name did I give you?"

She was silent and stared out the passenger side window.

"Well?"

"Blow Job Baby" she said in almost a whisper.

"Okay then Blow Job Baby, lets get to it" and she took her hand off my cock. I heard a quiet sob as her head bent down and her hot mouth took in my cock.

To be continued.



The Making of a Slut Ch. 03



Sunday was a day of rest, for me anyway. I ripped off a piece of BJ when I woke up, fixed her breakfast, fucked her two more times and then told her she could go home and I'd give her a call later to let her know what time I wanted to see her on Monday. Sunday afternoon was spent at electronic stores and Sunday evening was spent setting up my purchases in my living room and bedroom. When I was done I looked around and was pleased to see that you couldn't spot any of the hidden cameras. Up till then I had been blackmailing BJ with a non-existent videotape, but sooner or later the odds were pretty good that she was going to want to see it. Against that time I figured that I'd better have a couple.

Monday I called BJ from work and told her to be at my place by seven, "And sweetie? Don't wear a lot because you'll just be taking it off." BJ showed up at seven and I let her in and led her into the living room. Charley was sitting on the easy chair and Mel, Ben and Harry were sitting on the couch and all four men were naked. BJ looked at me and I saw the shock show on her face.

"Oh god no, please don't make me do this."

"Stop your whining Blow Job Baby. There are four cocks that need the attention of your mouth. You know you have to do it so get started."

She looked from them to me and I saw the hope go out of her eyes. "Who goes first?"

"I think that if you go over to the couch and start there it would be best. You can suck on the one in the middle while you jack off the ones on either side of him and then after a bit they can rotate."

I got one last pleading look from her and I pointed at the couch. With downcast eyes and a look of resignation she walked over to the couch and knelt down.

For the next half-hour the boys paid musical couch as one after another they took turns on being in the center position. Then Charley said, "Enough of this warm up shit, I want some pussy."

"You know where the bedroom is BJ, lead the way. They have had you drunk and I guess they want to see what you are like sober."

BJ stood up and with a look of hopelessness on her face she led the guys to the bedroom. For the next two hours it was pretty much your basic suck and fuck with BJ constantly having a cock in her mouth and in her cunt at the same time. It occurred to me as I watched the guys take turns on her that I hadn't seen her take a cock in the ass yet. I debated joining in, taking her butt hole and then letting the guys do a three holer on her, but in the end (no pun intended) I decided to save her ass for just me -- at least for the time being. As was the case in the parking lot at The Hidden Place BJ started out just lying there and being a pin cushion, but after about five minutes she got with the program and at fifteen minutes she was begging them to fuck her hard and make her cum.

By eleven the boys were worn out and they started to get dressed. While Harry was finishing his final fuck Charley took me aside and asked me what was the deal. 

"She was blitzed the night of your party, but tonight she is stone cold sober. How did you get her to do it?"

"I took your advice. I told her I videotaped that first night and that if she didn't play ball I'd send a copy to Mike."

"How long you going to milk it?"

"At least until Mike gets back and who knows, maybe even after that."

"Well don't forget your friends. I'll take all of that I can get."

When Harry finished and dismounted BJ looked around and saw everyone getting dressed to leave. "Come on guys, stay a little longer please? I'm not ready to stop yet. Come on, I need a cock. Don't leave me hanging, please guys, somebody fuck me."

I laughed and said, "I'm not going anywhere sweetie" and I told the guys to let themselves out as I moved between her legs.

"Bastard" she snarled at me, "If you are going to do this to me you should at least see to it that there are enough guys to do it right."

"Oh? Does my little Blow Job Baby like being a gangbang queen?"

"No, but if you are going to make me do it you should at least see to it that I get taken care of."

"You got it sweetie. Next time I make sure to have twice as many."

"No damn it, that's not what I meant. I don't want to do it again, but you should have seen to it that I was taken care of this time."

"What? You don't think that I can do the job? I haven't had you yet tonight so I should be good for a couple of times. You think that might be enough, or should I get on the phone and call for reinforcements?"

"Oh fuck you!"

"No Blow Job Baby, fuck you" and I proceeded to do just that.

After three hours of being worked over by four guys BJ was very wet and very loose, but that didn't matter to me because all I was doing was soaking my dick in lubrication. When I was about ready I pulled out and got her on her hands and knees. I slid back into her snatch and slowly started fucking her while I took my thumb and began working on her asshole.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting your butt hole ready."

"No damn you, no! I don't do that." 

She tried to pull away from me, but I held her hips and scooted along behind her. When she got to the bed's headboard she had to stop and I had too good a grip on her for her to get out from under me. She kept struggling though and I had to use both hands to hold her.

"Stop fighting BJ. You keep fighting and I'll have to keep using both hands to hold you which means that I'll just jam my cock in and it will hurt like hell. You don't fight and I can use my hands to loosen you up. Like everything else these last couple of days it is your choice."

"But I don't want to do that. I've never done that, not even with Mike."

"Good. That means that I'll have something of you that brands you as mine."

"No. Please don't do this to me, please god, no."

"Okay sweetie, your choice."

I pulled my cock out of BJ's pussy and pressed it against her puckered asshole and started to push. BJ screamed, "All right, all right, I'll stop fighting, just don't hurt me, please don't hurt me."

"It won't hurt a bit" I lied, "It won't hurt at all."

I spent the next ten minutes working on BJ's asshole with my thumb and fingers and a liberal amount of KY Jelly until I had her as loose as I was going to get her without the use of something larger. I tried to prepare her (I'm an asshole, but I'm not mean) for what was coming. 

"The first push will hurt sweetie. The pain will be just like when you gave up your virginity and then there will be some discomfort and then you should start felling good. You're going to love it sweetie; you are really going to love it."

I poked the head of my cock at her rosebud and began to work it in a little at a time and then the cockhead popped past the sphincter muscle and BJ screamed out, "No, please no, please stop, it hurts damn you, stop it, it hurts."

Hey, I was in; no way I was going to stop. I held on and she cried and struggled as I continued to work my way in. Once in I began to stroke slowly in and back and after several minutes BJ stopped crying and began moaning. I kept it slow and easy until, after about three minutes, BJ started to slowly push her ass back at me as I pushed in. Two more minutes and she was breathing hard and grunting loudly and a minute or so after that she screamed out, "OH SHIT" and had an orgasm. I was close myself so I picked up the pace and in less than a minute BJ had cum in her ass for the first time. I let go of her hips and she fell forward and laid there breathing hard. After a minute or so she said, "You lying cocksucking bastard! You said it wouldn't hurt."

"I also said that you would like it. Was I wrong?"

"Oh God! Nothing that hurts that bad should be able to feel that good."

"Well the upside is that if we do it a lot your hole will stay loose enough that you won't have to suffer the pain anymore. I'm going to go and wash my cock and then let you get me hard again."

I cleaned myself up and when I came back she leaning on an elbow looking at me. I laid down on the bed and said, "Okay Blow Job Baby, work your magic on me."

She had me hard in about three or four minutes and I said, "Okay sweetie, where do you want it, pussy or ass?"

She sat up and looked down at me and said, "Can we start regular and then move to anal?"

I had to smile at that, "Whatever you want sweetie, whatever you want."

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Waking up with BJ was getting to be a regular thing and after I fed her breakfast I told her she might want to consider moving a few of her things to my place. "It looks like you might be spending the night quite a lot."

She looked at me for a moment or two and then she asked, "You are going to do it? You are really going to do it? You are going to keep me doing this until Mike comes home?"

"Sweetie, if I'm lucky I'll keep doing it after Mike comes home."

"It isn't right. I never did anything to hurt you. It just isn't right that you should do this to me."

"Not fair to you maybe, but it sure is working for me. Besides, you've loved it every time. You might have shown up not liking it or having to do it, but you end up begging for it before the night is over."

I bent over and kissed her forehead, "Tell you what I'm going to do for you. Plan on partying every Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Monday through Thursday, as long as you are here to give me my nightly piece of ass by eleven, you can go ahead and do your own thing."

"Oh gee, thanks a lot. God, but I am so blessed to have you in my life."

She was being sarcastic of course, but I said, "You are sweetie, you most certainly are and there will be a day when you will surely realize it." 

BJ showed up at my place at ten-thirty carrying an overnight case. She went straight to my bedroom, undressed and then laid down on the bed.

"No conversation, no glass of wine, just right to bed?"

"I have to be here, but I'm not here willingly and I don't have to pretend that I am. Oh I know, as you have pointed out more than once, that before it is over I'll be giving as good as I'm getting, but that's my body talking, not me. Now, are you going to fuck me or can I roll over and go to sleep?"

"Silly girl, of course I'm going to fuck you, several times, but first I want one of your magnificent blow jobs."

I got down on the bed next to her and told her to get to it. When she had me hard I put her legs up on my shoulders and fucked her until we'd both had orgasms and then I stuck my cock in her mouth again. It took her a while to get me up the second time and when I was ready I got her up on her hands and knees, took the bottle of KY Lotion off the nightstand and lubed myself up real good. I put a little KY on my thumb and worked it into BJ's ass for about a minute and then I took her anally. She cried out when I first popped in, but in less than a minute she was pushing her ass back at me and began moaning, "So good, so good, oh god fuck me you worthless bastard, fuck me."

"That's it BJ" I thought to myself, just keep it up, the cameras are loving it, "Just keep on telling me to fuck you."

I banged her hard for about five minutes and then I had to let go. I blew my load in her ass and as I pulled out she cried, "Not yet damn it, I'm almost there."

"Sorry sweetie, but it went and got all soft on me."

I don't think that she realized what she was doing; I think she was so hot to get herself off that she forgot where I had just been. She spun around and took my cock in her mouth and before the taste told her that she had fucked up I grabbed the back of her head and held her in place as she tried to pull away. Talk about slutty; sucking a cock that just came out of your ass had to be right up there on the list of the ten sluttiest things you can do. Just the thought of it had me hard again in no time and knowing that the cameras (three of them) were catching all the action just made it that much better.

I pulled out of her mouth, turned her around and took her ass again. BJ screamed at me, called me a mother fucker, a no good worthless bastard, a miserable son of a bitch and a few other choice epithets and I laughed when the screams turned to, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, make me cum, oh please god make me cum." She had her orgasm (two actually) and then I went into the bathroom and cleaned off my cock and when I came back I made her suck on me some more. I fell asleep with my cock still in her mouth.

When I woke up the next morning BJ had one hand on my cock and one of her legs was lying on top mine. She was lightly snoring and there was just something about the situation that made me hard and made me want to fuck her. I rolled her over, pulled her to her knees and pushed my cock into her asshole as she was waking up. "Oh god" she moaned as I started fucking her and then she buried her head in the pillow while I buried my bone in her butt. When it was over I jumped out of bed and hurried to the kitchen to make us some breakfast. I heard the shower start to run and ten minutes later BJ came into the kitchen wearing an old fuzzy bathrobe and with her hair wrapped in a towel. To anyone else it probably have been a very unappealing sight, but for some strange reason it turned me on and I walked over, spun her around and bent her over the table and took her ass for the fourth time in seven hours. When I was done she stayed leaning over the table and said as sarcastically as she could, "Should I even bother to move? Want me to stay here, ready and waiting for my masters return?"

"You can if you want to, won't bother me none" and then I went to take my shower. When I entered the bathroom I saw that BJ had decided to follow my suggestion and move a 'few of her things' to my place. Two thirds of the bathroom counter was covered with feminine stuff. I wondered how long it would be before she would be hanging clothes in my closet.

When I was dressed and ready for work I went back into the kitchen where BJ was sipping coffee and reading the morning newspaper. "You get a night off sweetie. I have a business dinner that will run really late and if I know John he will want to drink and shoot the shit till the bars close."

"I'm surprised that you aren't giving me to him as a sign of how much you appreciate his business."

She said it as sarcasm and I laughed. "Don't think that I didn't think about it sweetie, but John is a happily married man who is as straight an arrow as you are ever likely to find. I have other customers though, and you just might get to know some of them really well. See you tomorrow night" and I kissed her on the cheek and headed off to work

BJ arrived at eleven on Thursday night and showed no surprise at all when she found that Charlie was with me. She looked from me to Charley and then back at me and then without a word she headed for the bedroom. When Charley and I got there she was undressed and lying on the bed.

"She doesn't seem all that enthused to see me," Charley said.

"Doesn't matter, she will be begging you not to leave before the night is over." 

And that is just what happened. Charley and I doubled teamed BJ for two hours; the high point of which was when I took her pussy while Charley reamed her ass. When that happened she screamed and shook and came and came and came and begged us to never stop. But of course, being mere mortals, we did eventually run out of gas and have to stop. 

As I walked Charley to the door he said, "What are you going to do when she finds out that you don't have a videotape of her doing us that night?"

"Don't know. I'll just have to cross that bridge when I come to it."

I walked back into the bedroom and into a right hand that set my ears to ringing. BJ drew back to slap me again and I caught her hand. She spit in my face and screamed at me, "You bastard! You made me do all that shit and you don't have a tape."

"I do have a tape."

"Don't lie to me you cock sucking asshole. I heard you talking to Charley."

"So what? Do you really think that I want Charley or any of the others to know that I have a tape and that they are on it? They are all married and knowing that a tape like that was around would make them all very nervous."

"You fucking liar! You don't have shit! Let go of me, I'm leaving."

"Your choice BJ. It has always been your choice. While you are dressing to leave I'm going to go and watch some television."

I put one of the tapes in the VCR and turned on the TV. I cranked the volume way up. BJ's voice echoed through the house as she screamed out, "That's it, that's it baby, fuck me, fuck me hard." I looked over at the bedroom doorway and saw BJ come out of it. She had her slacks on and was fastening her bra as she looked at the TV screen and watched as Charley fucked her from behind while her head was in Mel's lap. I had an already wrapped package sitting next to me and I picked it up and then walked over to the TV and turned it off.

"You go ahead and run off home BJ. Let's see here, do I have the right address?

Sgt. Michael Gibbons

55th Transportation Company

APO 973

New York, New York

BJ grabbed the tape from me and headed for the door and I called after her, "That's okay BJ, you can have that one, but what about the one in the VCR and the other copies I have. You know, the ones that I'm going to mail to your mother, your sister and God only knows who else."

BJ turned and threw the package at my head. I moved my head and the box sailed past me and crashed into the wall. BJ screamed, "You bastard, you bastard, you bastard" and she ran at me and I grabbed her and threw her on the couch. She lay there, breathing hard and with tears running down her cheeks as she watched me take off my pants.

"I'll forgive you for slapping me and spitting on me Blow Job Baby, but only after you crawl over here and live up to the name I've given you."

The look she gave me was murderous, but she got off the couch and began crawling to me.

To be continued...



The Making of a Slut Ch. 04



I woke up alone on Friday morning. After the confrontation of the night before I wondered how BJ was going to act when I saw her. I smelled coffee brewing so I knew she had not gone home. I took my shower and dressed for work and then went to get a cup of coffee. BJ was sitting at the kitchen table, eyes red and sipping a cup of coffee and she looked up at me when I came into the room.

"You'll have to change whatever plans you have made for the weekend."

"Why would I want to do that?"

"My period started this morning."

"No problem. That shouldn't interfere with us going out for dinner. I'll be home by five-thirty so be ready by six. I'll make the reservations when I get to work."

I poured some coffee in my travel mug, kissed her on the forehead and left her sitting at the kitchen table staring at the wall. I stopped at the door and turned to her, "Don't waste your time trying to find the tapes. I have most of them somewhere else."

BJ was waiting for me when I got home. She was wearing a black mini dress with black CFMs. I looked her up and down and said, "Very nice, very nice indeed. Only one thing wrong -- lose the bra."

"Why?"

"Because it will make you look more like a slut. I want you to look like what you are -- my slut!"

She started to say something, but then shrugged and took off the bra. Dinner was a quiet affair and even a bottle of Merlot didn't do much to loosen BJ up. She did show some signs of life when I pulled into the parking lot at the Hidden Place.

"What are we doing here?"

"You had so much fun dancing the last time we were here that I thought coming here might cheer you up."

"No, I don't think so. Can we just go home?"

"Nonsense sweetie. A few drinks, some dancing and you'll feel great."

The joint was jumping and I was lucky to get a table at all, let alone near the dance floor. It took three vodka tonics before I was able to get BJ out on the dance floor and then I kept her out there until the band took their break. BJ had another vodka tonic and by the time it was gone the band was back from their break and as they began the first song of their set a guy came up to the table and asked if he could dance with BJ. It was one of the guys who had had fun with her on my back seat the last time we were there. BJ didn't want to get up and dance, but I made her. While she was out on the dance floor the other two guys who had shared my back seat with her showed up and they had two other guys with them. They asked if they could join me and I said yes. Five minutes later BJ and her dance partner returned to the table and we cleared space for them. BJ looked at all the guys and then looked at me.

"I told them you were on the rag and they said no problem, that they would be just as happy getting blow jobs."

Her eyes pleaded with me, but I just pointed at her dance partner and said, "I suppose it is only fair to let him go first."

For the next two hours BJ made several trips to the parking lot and each of the five guys got a blow job. She was out in the parking lot giving one guy his second one of the night when a rather well dressed, middle aged man came up and sat down at the table. He introduced himself as the owner of the Hidden Place and asked me just what I was doing.

"I run an honest place and I will not have hookers working out of here."

"That's nice to hear, but you have nothing to worry about. BJ isn't charging a cent for what she's doing. For her it is a labor of love. You can ask any of the men she has gone out to the parking lot with."

"It still doesn't look good to the rest of my customers"

"Would it help you feel better about it if she was to give you a private showing? Say in your office?"

"Well I suppose I should ask her if she is getting paid or not."

"Fine. I'll bring her to your office as soon as she comes back in."

He left and I looked at the guys at the table, "Well, there you have it. I think that she is going to be busy for the rest of the evening. Maybe we can make it next weekend, okay?"

One of the guys handed me a slip of paper and I looked at it and saw that it was an address and a phone number. "I'm having a party at my place after closing. Stop by if you can."

When BJ came back I had a fresh drink waiting for her and I waited until she finished it before telling her I had some one I wanted her to meet. I walked her to the office, knocked on the door and then led her into the room.

"Frank here is worried that you are a hooker and he doesn't want hookers working out of his club. I told him that you don't charge, that you just love sucking cocks so why don't you give him a demonstration?"

BJ didn't leave Franks office until well after closing. While she was sucking off Frank one of the bouncers came in and she had to suck him. Then the bar manager came in and he got a shot at her mouth and he was followed by the bartender. Before it was over BJ had sucked off all of Frank's male employees -- all six of them. One of the bouncers said, "She is one hot looking bitch. I'd sure like to fuck her."

"Sorry, she's on the rag this week."

"Hell, that sure don't bother me none."

"In that case, go ahead and help yourself."

"No, god damn it no!" cried BJ.

The bouncer ignored her, picked her up like a rag doll and laid her down on Frank's desk and fucked her while Frank stood next to the desk and fed her his cock for the third time that night. As we were leaving Frank said, "Drinks are on the house anytime you bring her in."

"You sir, have yourself a deal" I said as I shook his hand.

BJ was quiet as we drove out of the parking lot and I said, "Cheer up sweetie. The night is young and we have been invited to a party."

"Please, can't we just go home?"

"No sweetie, I know that the night hasn't been much fun for you and your jaw is probably sore so I need to do something to cheer you up."

I pulled up in front of the address I was given, "Come on sweetie, trust me on this, you are going to have a good time."

The host greeted us at the door, "Glad you could make it. The guys have all heard about your wife and they have been dying to meet her."

"Well, her jaw is sore from the work out she got at the Hidden Place, but if you don't mind a little blood on your dick you can fuck her. Or you can take her ass -- she loves anal."

There were three girls and seven guys at the party and as far as the guys were concerned there were no brave souls wanting to get blood on their cocks so for two hours a steady procession of cocks made their way into BJ's nether portal. She moaned, she cried out and she begged and pleaded for more cock. I stood and watched, absolutely amazed at how big a cock slut she had become in less than a week. While I was watching BJ get her ass reamed one of the girls at the party came up and stood next to me watching.

"Your wife?"

"Nope."

"She's got rings."

"She's a wife, just not mine."

"God, I could never do anything like that."

I smiled at her and said, "Oh yes you could sweetie. Given the right set of circumstances I could have you doing what she is doing and loving it as much as she does."

"Oh man, you are one sick dude," she said as she walked away."

"Yeah, I know, ain't it great?"

It was six-thirty in the morning before the guys had had enough. BJ was so exhausted that I had to carry her out to the car. I took her to my place and ran a hot bath for her and let her soak for awhile and then I put her to bed. Seconds after I tucked her in she was snoring. And you know, after the great night I'd just given her the ungrateful cunt hadn't even said thank you?

+++++++++++++++++++++

BJ slept until two in the afternoon. I was out on the deck taking some sun when I heard her rattling around in the kitchen. I got up and went into the kitchen, got a dish towel and set it down on the kitchen table. Then I picked her up and set her down on the towel.

"What in the hell are you doing?"

"I'm not the least bit afraid of a little blood. I got all horny watching you last night, but you were too whipped to take care of me when we got home last night."

"You're telling me that you can't go a day or two without sex?"

"No, I'm not saying that. What I'm saying is that I don't have to."

I saw the little string hanging out of her pussy and I reached down and pulled on it. When the tampon came out I looked at it and laughed, "Besides, you need something larger than this in you anyway."

I fucked BJ there on the kitchen table and despite herself she liked it. Then I fixed her lunch and when she was done eating I fucked her a second time. When I was done I asked her what she wanted to do with the rest of the day and night.

"What? You are giving me a choice? What's the catch?"

"No catch. Your period is interfering with what I had planned so I'll let you chose what we do tonight and tomorrow."

"I want to go home and spend the night in front of the TV."

"No, I told you that Friday, Saturday and Sunday were party nights and that won't change, period or not. What you do get is to chose where we go and what we do."

BJ thought about that for a minute and then she said, "I want to go to a movie."

"You got it. I'll pick you up at five, we'll have dinner and then go to the movies. But you still have to dress sexy."

"Why?"

"Because someone might see you and want to fuck you. We wouldn't want to disappoint them, would we?"

"Aren't too many guys want to screw a woman having her period."

"I did, and last night the bouncer did. You never know. Besides, your mouth and ass are still available."

I got a hard look from BJ and she got up and left the room. Five minutes later I heard the front door slam as she left to go to her place.

"What is this?" she wanted to know as I pulled into the parking lot.

"You wanted to go to the movies so here we are."

"This isn't what I asked for."

"Hey, you just said movies, you didn't specify any particular movie or kind of movie."

"But this isn't a theatre, this is an adult book store."

"Read the sign BJ. It says, plain as day, "Arcade movies changed daily."

"What are we going to do here?"

"Watch movies of course."

"Just watch movies?"

"I don't know Blow Job Baby, we will just have to see what happens when we get inside."

BJ, in her low-cut blouse, short skirt and high heels, drew every eye in the place when we walked in. Besides the man behind the counter there were five men browsing the book and magazine racks and I don't know how many were in the arcade.

"Just browse the racks sweetie and see if you can find something you might like me to get for you. Check out the toys, dildos and other adult stuff while I go and check out the arcade and see what's showing."

"Don't leave me here alone."

"Don't sweat it sweetie. All they can do is look at you and lust for you. Who knows, one of them may even make you an offer you can't refuse."

I had never been in this particular store and I was hoping that the arcade had what I was looking for. It didn't look good for my plans when I checked out the first booth. At one time it had had a glory hole, but a metal plate had been placed over it. I found the same thing in the next three. I hit pay dirt in the fifth booth. The glory hole in that booth had been covered also, but some one with a screwdriver had removed the steel plate and the plate and screw were lying on the floor of the booth. When I went back to the book store section I found BJ surrounded by three guys. They moved away as I walked up to her.

"Find anything that you like?"

"No, but I think they did" and she motioned toward the three men. I looked at them and smiled and made a little motion of my head toward the arcade and then I took BJ by the hand and led her back to the booth with the uncovered glory hole.

BJ noticed the hole right away, "What is that?"

"That is a glory hole."

"And just what is a glory hole?"

I told her a partial truth, that it was so some one could watch what was going on from the next booth; she would learn the other purpose soon enough. I fed some dollar bills into the slot and the screen suddenly filled with the picture of a buxom black woman being double teamed by two white guys. I lifted BJ's skirt and saw that she had followed my instructions and wasn't wearing any panties. I unzipped and took out my cock. I moved behind her and probed with my cock for her asshole. She knew what I was after and she bent at the waist and my cock found its target and I began to work my way in. 

BJ's moans were much louder than the moans coming from the movie and that was good because I wanted her to attract attention. As I stroked into her I pushed the button that changed the movies. The movies covered a large spectrum and I tried to see if any one in particular would catch BJ's attention. There was one of a man having sex with a transsexual and it was followed by two girls going at each other. Then came a series of women being fucked by men or sucking off men. Next came two guys doing a sixty-nine on each other, one of a guy taking a cock up his ass and then one of a girl shoving a large strap on in a guy's ass. Then came one of a blond being serviced by three black dudes and I thought I detected a slight change in BJ, but she didn't protest when I pushed the button and moved on.

When I got back to the beginning I asked her which one she wanted me to select so she could watch it all the way through she surprised the hell out of me. I thought for sure she would ask for the one of the blond taking on the three black guys, but she wanted to watch the one where the woman was fucking a guy up his ass with the strap on dildo. I immediately knew what she was thinking and I said, "Dream on BJ, it ain't never going to happen. You might find some way to get back at me, but that isn't going to be it."

I pushed the button until I got back to the one she had selected and then I slowly fucked her ass. She ran a finger down under her skirt and started fingering her clit. She was breathing hard and moaning when I noticed what I had been waiting for -- I saw an eye looking at us through the glory hole.

"Hey Blow Job Baby, it looks like you have an audience."

She glanced over at the glory hole and then back up at the screen at the woman pounding into the man's ass, but then she looked back down at the glory hole. For the next minute or so she went back and forth between the screen and the hole and then I turned her and said, "Pull your blouse down BJ and show him your tits. She turned and looked back at me and I said, "Do it BJ, do it. Show the man your tits."

She turned back and looked down at the eyes looking through the glory hole and then she pushed her blouse down and uncovered her bra less tits.

"Play with your nipples BJ, put on a show for the man."

Her fingers started rolling her nipples between them and her moans got a little louder.

"Lean down BJ and whisper to him that it turns you on to be watched like that."

She hesitated and I said, "Do it Blow Job Baby, do it" and I put a hand on the back of her head and gave it a gentle push. Her head was almost level with the hole when she said what I had told her to say. The eyes pulled back from the hole and seconds later a stiff cock came through. BJ tried to back away and straighten up, but I was ready for it and I had my feet braced and my hand firmly on the back of her head.

"Go ahead BJ, suck it. Lick the head of his cock and then take it in your mouth and suck it."

"Noooo" she whined, but I said, "Oh yes Blow Job Baby, oh yes indeed. Live up to your name and suck the man's cock."

I gave a really hard push into her ass and it moved her head forward and her lips touched the unseen man's cock. "Go on BJ, you know you want to. You can't see him; it's an anonymous dick. Give pleasure to someone that you will never see and never know. Open up sweetie and let him in."

BJ gave a little cry and then took the man's cock in her mouth.

BJ sucked the nine cocks that came through the hole that night, but even though there were several knocks on the booth door I did not let any one come in and fuck her. During the ride home she was quiet and stared out the passenger side window. When I pulled into my drive she turned to me, "Is it really necessary that you degrade me? Isn't it enough that you have me fucking your friends and that you take me to that club and give me to those people? Why did I have to go through what I just went through in that skuzzy book store with those low-life perverts?"

"You had to go through it sweetie because that is the kind of thing that a slut would do. I'm making you into a slut BJ. My woman has to be a slut and so I have to make sure that you do slutty things and get used to doing them."

"I'm your woman now? I don't think so. I'm Mike's woman and I always will be."

"No sweetie. You are Mike's wife, you are your own woman, but you are my slut and before I'm through with you, you will admit it, both to me and to yourself."

Once inside the house I had her suck me hard and then I took her anally again and when I was done I asked her, "You staying here tonight or are you going home?"

"I'm already naked and I'm already in bed. I don't see any sense in getting up, getting dressed and then going home to get undressed just so I can get right back in bed, do you?"

"No I don't," I said as I smiled to my self. Things were coming along nicely.

To be continued...



The Making of a Slut Ch. 05



The next morning I told BJ that even though it was a Sunday, one of the days that I told her would always be a party day, she could look forward to a quiet night with just me. She gave me a look that said, "Yeah, right! What kind of shit are you going to pull on me now."

"Okay, you're right, I do have an ulterior motive. I told you that you could make plans to do what ever you wanted between Monday and Thursday, but because of your period I have to change plans. I'm giving you tonight in exchange for Wednesday. I trust that your period will be over by then."

I could see it in her eyes -- she was going to try and run a con on me.

"I don't know. Sometimes it can last a week or more."

"Well let's just hope that it is gone by then because I have something for you to do on Wednesday and we will do it period or not. No period would be better, but I guess we will just go with what we have."

"What am I going to be doing?"

"Let's just let it be a surprise."

As she was leaving she asked if she had to be back at eleven. I told her that she had a choice. "Come back at eleven or take the night off and be here when I get home from work tomorrow."

"But I'm supposed to have dinner with my sister tomorrow."

"No problem BJ, it's your choice."

BJ was back at eleven and didn't seem at all surprised to find that I had put a rubber sheet on the bed.

"This is nasty, you know that, right?"

"Messy yes, but I wouldn't call it nasty. Besides, I think it turns you on to know that I'll fuck you regardless of how you are."

"Don't be stupid; I'm only here because you are blackmailing me into being here.

"Bullshit BJ. You are loving every bit of it. You are doing things that you love doing -- I've got you on tape begging for it sweetie -- and you are able to cover it up by saying that you were forced. If Mike ever does find out you have the perfect excuse, "I was blackmailed honey." But we both know that at heart you are a slut and you will miss it when Mike comes home -- if I let you."

BJ looked away and didn't say a word. Well, at least not until two minutes into our romp and then she had plenty to say -- and the tape got it all.

Monday morning I gave BJ her surprise. "You get two days all to yourself sweetie. I'll be going out of town until Wednesday."

"Why didn't you tell me that last night?"

"If I had would you have been here last night?"

"Probably not."

"See? I may be an asshole, but I am not a stupid asshole. I'll be home some time early on Wednesday and I'll pick you up at six-thirty. Dress for a cocktail party."

On the flight to Atlanta I thought about the things that I still wanted to do to BJ and I wondered just how far she was going to let me go before she got her back up and told me to fuck off. Frankly, I was surprised that she had gone as far as she had. I was beginning to think that I was right in my assumption that she secretly wanted to do a lot of what I was having her do and was glad that she had an excuse to fall back on if needed. Barbara Jane could deny it all she wanted, but I knew that she now loved anal sex. I knew that she got off sucking all those faceless cocks in the arcade and I also knew that she was turned on by the fact that I was willing to put down a rubber sheet and fuck her, period or no.

The question I had was how far could I go? I had several things that I wanted to try, most of which I was pretty sure that she wouldn't balk at, but there were a couple that might cause her to dig in her heels. I made a mental note to leave the more uncertain ones until last.

I didn't have much time to think of BJ for the next two days as business occupied most of my thoughts. It wasn't until the flight home that I was able to think about where I was going with BJ. I knew what she would be doing that night and I knew what the weekend had in store for her. I knew what I wanted to do the week after, but those were the things she might not go for and I wondered if I might be better off just taking what I knew I could get. Decisions, decisions, decisions. Oh well, one day at a time.

BJ was ready when I arrived to pick her up. She was absolutely stunning in a white low-cut cocktail dress, white CFMs and a single strand of pearls. She saw the look on my face and did a slow turn in front of me.

"You approve?"

"Very much so. I'll be hard pressed to keep the men away from you tonight."

"I thought that the idea was to attract them to me."

"Not tonight sweetie."

BJ gave me a questioning glance and I smiled back at her, "All in good time BJ, all in good time."

At the restaurant we were led to the table I had reserved and when we were seated BJ asked me why there were three place settings.

"Some one will be joining us sweetie."

About the time our drinks arrived so did the third party. I introduced BJ to Claude and then for the next several minutes Claude and I made small talk while BJ looked from me to Claude and then back to me while she tried to figure out what was going on. Claude excused himself to use the bathroom and BJ asked, "Are you going to tell me what is going on?"

"Later sweetie, over dessert."

When Claude came back he turned his attention toward BJ and turned on the charm. BJ kept glancing over at me as she slowly became aware of what the game was. After the meal was over and the Baked Alaska had been polished off I brought BJ up to speed. 

"Claude is one of my best customers and just this afternoon he signed a contract for the biggest order that my company has ever been given. I wanted to give Claude a gift that would really express my thanks. You, my sweet, are that gift. I am giving you to Claude for the night and I expect that you will take very good care of him."

BJ hid her dismay well, along with the fear I'm sure that she felt. After all, it wasn't often that a five foot one inch tall one hundred and ten-pound woman was told to take on a six foot five inch three hundred plus pound man. I was almost sorry that I wouldn't be there to se it.

"I'll leave you two now. Have a great time."

I bent over and kissed BJ, "See you tomorrow at eleven sweetie" and then I left the two of them sitting there.

I didn't see BJ at eleven that night. She was at my door at six in the morning. As I opened the door I saw the cab pulling away.

"Made a night of it I see."

BJ pushed past me and headed for the kitchen, "I hope you have the coffee made."

I followed her and sat down at the table and watched her pour a cup. "Have fun?"

"You would not believe the night I just had."

"You don't seem all that upset so I assume that things went well?"

"Maybe too well."

"Do I get an explanation on that?"

"Well, he is a big man."

"I know that."

"He is big all over."

"Oh, you mean he had a big cock and I'm guessing that you found that you liked it."

"It did fill me like I've never been filled before and it was a unique experience."

"So what is with the "Maybe too well?"

"He is going to be in town for the next two days and he wants to see me again."

"And?"

"You told me how important to you that he was so I didn't think that I could say no."

"Did you want to say no?"

BJ looked away, hesitated a couple of moments and then said, "No, no I didn't. I might never get to experience something like that again so I do want to make the best of the time I have."

"Spoken like a true slut sweetie. I've almost got you where I want you. Well, being as important to me as he is I'm certainly not going to say no."

"There is a problem. He wants to see me both of his last nights here and you told me that I always had to keep Friday, Saturday and Sunday open for you."

"I think that under the circumstances I can let you have this Friday to spend with Claude. The boys at the Hidden Place will be broken hearted, but there will be other times for them. I suppose that I won't see you again until Saturday so I guess you had better plan on spending the day as well as the evening with me.""

"Well, there is now."

"Can't sweetie. I have to go to work and I'm meeting a client so I can't be late."

I stood up and took something out of my pocket and handed it to her.

"What's this?"

"A key to the front door. You can let yourself in when you are done with Claude. If I'm asleep you can wake me up with one of your marvelous blow jobs."

I headed for the front door and then I stopped and turned to her, "Sweetie? Claude comes to town on the average of every six weeks so don't you worry about never having the experience again, okay?"

Her smile said that it was.

Saturday morning I did wake up to a hot mouth on my cock. I looked down and saw BJ looking up at me as she slurped away. When she saw that I was awake she took her mouth off me and said, "Want me to do you with my mouth? My pussy is pretty stretched out and it might be a little too loose for you besides being full of Claude's juices."

"What's the good of having your very own slut if you can't have sloppy seconds."

BJ giggled, "I thought that you might say something like that so I made sure to see that I had plenty for you." 

She got up and swung a leg over me, but before she sat down on my cock she reached down and pulled something out of her cunt -- she had stuffed her panties into her cunt to keep Claude's stuff from leaking out. Then, as Claude's cum seeped out of her, soaking my crotch area, she slammed herself down on my cock.

She had been right -- she was pretty loose -- but her cunt was also like a steaming hot cauldron. Her hands were on my chest and she was rocking back and forth and moving up and down and then she did something that she had never done before -- at least not with me -- she started talking.

"Was I a good little slut for wanting Claude's big cock in my pussy? Is that what sluts do, lust after guys with big cocks? I feel real slutty coming to you after spending three nights with another man's cock in me. I could never have done that to Mike, but I can do it to you. Is that what makes me a slut? Am I slutty enough now? Do you like fucking your sluts cum filled pussy? Does it feel good? Come on baby, tell me you like fucking your cum filled slut. Come on baby, fuck me and make me cum. Come on, you can do it baby, make me cum baby, make me cum."

The feel of her cunt, the way she was acting, and the knowledge that she was a lot closer now to being the slut I wanted combined to send me over the edge and I blew my nuts into her. Then she caught me completely by surprise. She lifted herself off my cock and I assumed she was through, but with a touch of steel in her voice she said, "You told me that sluts are supposed to do slutty things. Is this slutty enough for you?" and instead of unstraddling me she slid forward and planted her cum filled cunt on my face.

"Come on baby, show your slut you like her new slutty ways. Taste Claude baby; taste Claude and you mixed together. Eat my pussy baby, suck my pussy and make me cum."

It wasn't the first time I had tasted pussy with my cum or someone else's in it, but I was surprised by the sudden change in BJ. It was almost like she was declaring that she wasn't just going to be an unresisting fuck-toy anymore. It was a step closer to her being the kind of slut I wanted, but at the same time I wanted her to be a little more subservient -- I didn't want to lose my edge -- I wanted to be able to dictate.

There was no doubt in my mind that BJ thought that she was getting even with me when she sat on my face, but I didn't give her time to start feeling smug. I grabbed her hips, pulled her tight to me and chowed down. I attacked her clit and I sucked the juices out of her and while I was doing it my cock got hard again. BJ was moaning and humping my face and I tried like hell to get her off orally, but I just couldn't seem to get her there. Finally I pushed her off me, got up and got her on her hands and knees.

"Did you give Claude your ass?"

"God no, he would have split me in two."

"I'm going to need a little lube then" and I pushed my cock into her cunt and stroked a couple of times to get wet and then I eased myself into her butt hole.

When it was over and we were lying next to each other on the bed she asked, "Why are you doing this to me? I mean why is it that you want to make me into a slut?"

"Because it didn't seem right that you should look like a slut, act like a slut and not really be a slut. It just seemed to me that you were not complete. I've wanted to fuck you since the very first time I laid eyes on you and I like my women to be sluts so when I got the chance at you I took it."

"Are you trying to break up Mike and me?"

"No, not really, although if I turn you into a big enough slut I wouldn't mind having you around full time."

"You can forget that. I love Mike and I'm his and that won't change."

"No matter, as long as you are my slut until he gets home I'll be satisfied. But I am betting that if I do a good enough job in making you a slut I'll still be seeing you after Mike comes home."

"I wouldn't bet money on that if I were you, but there is one thing that you have accomplished."

"And what might that be?"

"I want a whole lot more sex now than I ever did before. Can you get it up again?"

"The question Blow Job Baby, is can you get me up again?"

She smiled as she slid down to take hold of my cock. "I wouldn't be the least bit surprised baby" as her hot mouth closed around my dick.

That night we took a trip to the Hidden Place and BJ got fucked by Frank and all his male help. For a while Frank and his bouncer double-teamed her and when they quit she looked at me and whined, "I'm not ready baby, please?" I had Frank bring his help back for seconds and in two cases thirds before she finally settled down. When I got her home and we were in bed I said, "You were real slutty tonight BJ. I loved it when you begged for more cock and I want you to know that I will always try to see that get plenty. Tonight I have a nice surprise planned for you and I think that you are going to like it. Actually I think that you will love it?"

"Yeah? Well if you are so happy with slutty 'little ole me' why don't you show it and eat my pussy? You seemed to like Claude's taste, want to try the mixture from a gangbang?"

"Hey, it's the least I can do for my slut" and I slid down and went to work.

BJ moaned, "I could learn to like this slut stuff. Yeah baby, like that, just like that."

To be continued...



The Making of a Slut Ch. 06



Sunday afternoon I told BJ to dress as slutty as she could. "High heels, the shortest skirt you have, low cut blouse and no bra or panties. Oh, and no hose. Nothing looks sluttier than 'come fuck me' pumps and bare legs.

As we drove across town she asked me where we were going. "To visit a friend of mine sweetie. I know how much you loved Claude's big dick and Dave tells me that his is pretty big so I thought I'd give you a chance to do some comparing."

"How big is he?"

"He didn't tell me sweetie and I don't make a habit of looking at other men's joints. Even if he doesn't come close to Claude I'm betting that the night won't be a disappointment for you."

"I guess you are getting what you want then. I'm already getting wet just thinking about it. I guess that means I'm a slut."

"You are most definitely getting there sweetie."

I pulled up in front of Dave's apartment and parked. "Thinking of a big hard cock?" 

BJ was squirming on the seat and I had to chuckle as I thought of what she was in for. I had given Dave one of my video cameras and he was supposed to have it set up and ready to record BJ's entrance and subsequent activities. Unfortunately, part of the deal was that I couldn't be there so the video was the next best thing. I walked BJ to the door and rang the bell. Dave answered the door and when BJ saw him she looked nervously over at me. Dave was a tall, well built black man and his face lit up when he saw BJ.

"For me? Is this delicious little slut for me?"

"All yours Dave, just take good care of her, okay?"

"Very good care my man, extremely good care."

I kissed BJ on the forehead, "See you later sweetie, have a good time" and I walked off and left her there. Dave told me later that she stood there and stared at my back until I was in my car and pulling away.

I was expecting to see BJ Monday night at eleven and hear about her night at Dave's, but that wasn't to be. I got a phone call from Dave at seven on Monday evening.

"She's still here man and probably won't get out of here before two or three in the morning. You okay with that?"

"Did you get good tape?"

"You won't be disappointed my man, God knows I wasn't. You got one hell of a woman there. I'll drop the tapes off at your office in the morning. You could sell them and get rich, they are that good."

Dave did drop off four tapes at my office at noon the next day and I took the rest of the day off to go home and start watching them. It would take days for me to watch four six-hour tapes, but I at least wanted to have some idea of what happened before BJ came over. The camera was already on when BJ came into the room. The astonishment on her face when she saw the twelve black men was priceless. I saw her tense up and I knew that she was getting ready to turn and bolt for the door, but Dave saw it too and he had a good grip on her.

"Don't panic sweetmeat, it will be all right. No one is here to hurt you, all we want to do is make you feel good."

His words had a calming effect on BJ and three of the other guys in the room stepped forward and began undressing her, not that she had all that much on to begin with, and then she was pushed onto to her knees. Thus began one of the world's longest blow jobs as all twelve of the black men paid a visit to BJ's mouth. After about thirty minutes she complained that her knees hurt and they picked her up and carried her over to the couch. The cocks just kept on coming for another hour and a half as black man after black man shot off in her mouth.

The scene shifted to a bedroom and for another two or three hours I watched as the men lined up on her and fucked her continuously until all twelve had had her at least twice. Then they got inventive and I watched all possible combinations of cock, pussy, mouth and ass imaginable. Several times I saw her with a cock in each hole while being held up so she could jack off two men standing next to her and once I saw her take two cocks into her pussy at the same time. BJ acted like a complete slut. She begged for cock, pleaded with them to fuck her harder and make her cum. Several times I heard her cry out "Next" as a cock left one of her holes vacant.

I was watching BJ crawl across the floor toward a black man sitting in a chair with his cock sticking up in the air when I heard from behind me, "Are you happy now?" I turned to see BJ standing there and she did not look happy. She walked past me and turned off the TV and then she turned to face me.

"Are you happy now that you have probably ruined my life? Did you get your jollies watching me beg a bunch of coons for cock? Do you have the slightest idea of what you have done to me?"

"What are you bitching about? You loved every minute of it. I know, because I've watched."

"That's not what I asked. I asked did know what you have done to my life?"

"I guess you are just going to have to tell me."

"My parents were born and raised in South Carolina and two bigger racists you will never meet. My parents are so far past the term "nigger haters" that they make that term almost sound like a compliment. If they ever find out what their baby girl just did I will lose my whole family. And all because you just have to play your stupid fucking games."

"Relax sweetie, they won't ever find out. You won't tell and I won't tell and I have the tapes."

"You have the tapes or you have copies of the tapes?"

"My deal with Dave is that there are only the originals and I have them."

"I don't believe it. I heard several of the guys tell him to make them a copy."

"Don't sweat it sweetie, I trust Dave."

"Well you had better pray to whatever God you believe in that your trust is not misplaced because I swear to you right now that if this ever gets back to my parents I'll fucking kill you. I'll catch you asleep, tie you down, cut off your cock and stuff it in your mouth and then stand there and watch you bleed to death. You had better make damned sure you can trust Dave because I'm as serious as death about this. My marriage to Mike is toast and I'll have to live with that, but if I lose my family too I swear to God I'll take you down."

I got up and walked over to BJ and put my arms around her, "I won't let anything happen to you sweetie, I promise. Now why do you say that your marriage to Mike is toast?"

"Do you think that I'm stupid? Is that what you think, that I'm just some stupid bimbo?"

"No, of course not."

"Then don't treat me like I am one. Charlie, Mel, Ben and Harry all know Mike and do you think for one minute they haven't been bragging about fucking me? God only knows how many people know about it by now. Sooner or later someone is going to let Mike know either by sending him a letter or by whispering something in his ear when he gets home."

"No they won't sweetie. I told them if one word about what we were doing got out and I found out about it not one of them would ever get near you again. They all want you and they are all policing each other to make damn sure I don't shut them off. You keep fucking their eyes out whenever I have them over and they will never say a word."

"You promise?"

"I do sweetie, I do. Come on, let's go to bed."

"I don't think you are going to want me tonight."

"Why not?"

"Thirty some hours of non-stop sex with twelve guys can do a number on a girls pussy to say nothing about her poor ass. My jaw is too sore to even give you a blow job."

"Well sweetie, I can always kiss your pussy and try and make it better."

Over the next three months there were a lot of subtle changes around my place. First, BJ's clothes started being hung in my closet. A dress here, a skirt there, until suddenly half my closet was full of her stuff. Then one night I came home and found that she was there and had dinner waiting on me. She went days without going back to her place and soon it was almost as if we were living as man and wife.

Through it all I was still seeing to it that she got all the cock she could handle. I set her up with my customers and suppliers gave her to Frank and his hired help and let guys fuck her on my back seat out in Frank's parking lot. I had poker games at the house with Charlie, Ben, Mel and Harry and damn little poker got played -- a lot of poke her, but not much card playing. I had Dave and several of his friends over from time to time (no cameras allowed) and twice Claude came to town and kept her occupied for two or three nights. Once I even gave her a ticket so she could fly to Denver and spend a week with Claude.

Then came the day that I knew BJ had become what I wanted -- an absolute slut!

I had ordered new furniture for the living room and had arranged for time off from work to meet the delivery truck at my place. When I got there the furniture was already moved in and the three deliverymen were in my bedroom fucking BJ. I stood in the hallway and listened as she told them just what she wanted them to do. One of the men asked her how soon they had to be out of the house so as not to be caught by her husband. 

"Fuck me as long as you want, he's in Iraq."

I smiled and went down to my den and waited until she was through with them.

The laws of nature being what they are it is a given that when things are going just the way that you want them something will come along and fuck things up. I came home from work one night to find BJ moving stuff into my garage.

"What's up?"

Wordlessly she reached into her pocket, brought out an envelope and handed it to me. I opened the envelope and took out the letter:

"Dear Barbara Jane, I've received several letters from people back home telling me that you are being unfaithful. Not just being unfaithful, but taking on every man in sight. Is this true? Mike"

"That's not the worst of it -- I'm pregnant and only God knows who the father is."

"No sweetie, God isn't the only one, I know too."

"How could you possibly know?"

"Simple sweetie, you are my slut so it is mine."

"You can't know that for sure."

"Of course I can. It is there because of me, ergo, it is mine."

"God, but you are one fucked up dude."

"Yes sweetie, but I'm your fucked up dude."

I helped BJ write the answer to Mike's letter. Basically what she said was that she loved him and was sorry that she hadn't been able to remain faithful. She didn't tell him any of the circumstances, just that she'd had some 'weak moments' and by a rotten stroke of luck had gotten pregnant. She told him that she didn't expect forgiveness and she would give him an uncontested divorce when he got home. She mailed the letter and then moved in with me permanently.

Two more months went by during which BJ threw herself into being the slut I'd made her. She picked up guys at the mall and grocery store during the day while I was working. The gas meter reader, the mailman and a plumber on a service call all got to sample her. She went to bars during the day, picked up guys and fucked them in their cars in the bar parking lot and then came home in time to fix me dinner and then tell me about it. She was still fucking the guys I set her up with and I was a very happy man because I finally had the slut that I had always wanted.

It was August 10th when BJ got the phone call from her mother telling her that Mike was home. "She said that she didn't tell him where I was."

"He will find out soon enough sweetie. We can't hide from him forever."

Two days later we just happened to be looking out the front window and saw Mike coming down the street. He turned onto the walk leading up to my porch and BJ said, "Oh shit" and she ran from the room. I answered the doorbell and invited Mike in. He seemed calm, but even as I invited him to sit down on the couch I was ready in case he exploded on me.

"I hear that BJ moved in with you."

I nodded a yes. "How is she?"

"She's fine."

"I should be really pissed at you and there was a time a couple of months ago when I would have happily killed you."

"What changed?"

"I had to be honest with myself. I'm responsible for what happened. To a point everything happened just as I had planned and had wanted it too. I just didn't think it all the way through."

"You have to explain that one to me."

"I'm not stupid. I've known you forever for Christ's sake. I knew when I asked you to keep an eye on Barbara Jane what you would do. I wanted you to do it."

"Now you have lost me."

"Barbara Jane was always so straight laced. I could never get her to suck my cock and swallow. Oh she would give me a half-assed hum job and then lay down to make love. She wouldn't let me try anal and the only position she would ever use was the missionary position. I could never get her to change. When I got called up I got the idea that if I put the two of you together you would seduce her. I could never make her do what I wanted because I loved her and I couldn't bring myself to force her, but I knew that you were asshole enough that if you could seduce her you would make her do what you wanted. I expected to come home to a sexually liberated wife. I never expected that I would lose her -- I thought our love was stronger than that."

From behind us came, "Do you really mean that? You expected to come home to a slut and you were comfortable with that?"

We turned to see BJ standing there.

"God yes baby, I love you. I just wanted you to be more sexual and since I couldn't make it happen I thought I would see if he could."

"Why the accusatory letter?"

"It wasn't meant to be accusatory. When I asked if it was true all I was looking for was a yes and for you to ask me to forgive you and then I was going to write back and tell you it was all right and to have fun until I got home. I never expected to lose you. I love you Barbara Jane."

"Oh fuck" BJ said as tears started running down her cheeks and she turned and ran from the room. Mike looked at me with pain all over his face and I did the hardest thing that I had ever done to that point in my life, "Go after her. I think I'll run down to the bar for a couple of hours" and I left.

I sat at the bar and nursed my beer and thought about all the ways that life could make you pay for the things you have done. In the beginning I had gone after BJ simply because I had always wanted to fuck her. Over the months I had fallen in love with the little slut and when she sent Mike the kiss off letter and moved in with me I expected to live happily ever after. And now this. Mike still loved her and what's more BJ loved him. I could have stayed there, sent Mike packing and then gone into the bedroom to comfort BJ, but I knew I would be wasting my time. The two of them obviously loved each other and eventually they would have gotten back together. At least this way I could feel a little good about myself.

I'd been gone a good three hours when I finally went back home. I had no idea what I would find when I got there, but it definitely wasn't what I expected. BJ was lying naked on the bed finger fucking herself. The bed had obviously been well used in my absence. When I walked in BJ said, "It's about time. Get over here and eat me."

I got undressed, got on the bed and buried my face in her pussy.

"Eat me baby. Suck all of Mike's stuff out of me. He put a lot in there baby, suck it all out. Clean me out lover and then fuck my ass. I didn't let him have my ass baby, it's yours, at least for a while yet. Come on lover, show me that I'm still your slut. Eat me and then fuck me."

BJ was insatiable that night and she kept after me until I was worn out and it wasn't until the next day that I found out what happened after I left. BJ woke me with a blow job and when I was hard enough to suit her she climbed on top of me and slid down on my dick. With her hands on my chest she rocked back and forth and moved slowly up and down while she told me what happened.

Mike had followed her into the room; she had buried her head in his shoulder and cried herself out. Mike told her he loved her and she said he couldn't possibly, not after what she had done and then she had confessed all. She told him everything from the first to the last dick and then she told him that she had loved every minute of it and that she could never go back to being a plain housewife. She told him that she was a slut and that she loved being a slut. She told him that I could handle her being a slut, but that he couldn't. Mike had tried to convince her that he would have no trouble taking her the way she was and she finally had gotten tired of trying to talk sense to him. She told him to just shut up and fuck her. She had given him his first blow job where she sucked him all the way to completion and then had swallowed and then she had fucked his brains out. After that she had tried to gross him out. She had gotten into the bath tub and told him to pee on her. She was sure that would make him run for the door, but it hadn't. He had peed on her and then he had gotten in the tub and told her that it was her turn to whiz. Then they had talked some more.

"I told him that he was going to have to prove to me that he can handle my being a slut."

"How do you plan to do that?"

"The first thing he will have to do is come over here tomorrow and have a three way with you and me. If he gets past that we will take him with us to the Hidden Place this weekend and he can see me at my worst. When I'm done I'll tell him to eat my pussy and see what he does. If we get past that we will have him over for one of our poker parties and see how he handles seeing all his friends fuck me."

"Why? Why are you doing all that to him?"

"To show him just what I am, what I've become."

"Again, why?"

"Because if he is telling the truth about things and he can handle me at my slutiest I'll go back to him. Until I find out I'll just keep on being your slut. Don't look so down in the face lover. Even if we put the marriage back together I'll still be your slut. That's what you wanted, isn't it? You still planned on fucking me after Mike got home, didn't you?"

That's the way it has been for a month now. Basically BJ and Mike are 'dating'. She is still living with me, but subjecting him to every thing she does. He did go down on her after our visit to the Hidden Place. BJ was especially slutty that night. She took on Frank and all of his male employees twice and then did quite a few other guys out in the parking lot. She accepted an invitation to a party after the bar closed and did another eleven guys after which we went back to my place. She sat down on the couch and with out a word being said she spread her legs and he did not hesitate -- he went right after her cum muffin.

Mike didn't bat an eye when Charlie and the rest of the guys fucked BJ at the poker party and he even joined in. She did Dave and six of his friends in front of Mike and then told him to eat her out and he did. So far he has gone along with every thing she has done and then has asked her to come home to him, but she keeps telling him that she has to be sure of him first.

I finally figured it out. She wants both of us. She is afraid that if she moves back in with Mike he will eventually try to ease her away from me. She has made it plain to him that she is going to continue to be my slut even if she gets back together with him and she just doesn't believe him when he says that it is okay with him.

There is one major hurdle left for Mike to get by -- her pregnancy. He says he doesn't care, that the child is part of her so he will love it as much as he loves her. That may be what she is waiting for, to see how he reacts to the baby and how he handles the rest of the two families. Both his family and hers know that the baby is not his. So far it hasn't been a major problem, but then the baby isn't here yet. There is one more problem where the baby is concerned -- the racial one. The father of the baby could be Dave or one of his friends and with BJ's family being the bigots that they are she has decided to go away to have the baby. 




The Making of a Slut Ch. 06



She is leaving tomorrow to go and stay with Claude until the baby is born. If the baby isn't white BJ will come home and say that she lost it. Dave has already arranged for a childless couple to take the baby. They have promised that BJ will have unrestricted access to the child. She doesn't really want to give it up, but she doesn't want to lose her family either. If the baby is white she will come home with it and keep it.

So that's where things stand right now. She may or may not put her marriage to Mike back together. She may or may not stay with me. The only sure thing, at least according to BJ is that she is a slut and plans to stay one. Only time will tell.