0 comments/ 36129 views/ 0 favorites Adventures of the Designated Slut Ch. 1 By: Samuari On the road at last! I thought that we'd never get everything put together so that we could leave town. Deposit the kids at their various places for the weekend, waiting for the brownies to bake, and then cool so that they could be cut and put into Baggies. Cathy had to dress, and get packed. I had to service the car, but we made it, and now we're on our way. She looks so good siting there, my sexy girl, her brown eyes flashing the way they do when she's excited. Cat's wearing my favorite shirt, with the tails tied together to hold it closed, sort of, and a wrap around skirt that she can adjust to show a lot of thigh. Every now and again, she moves just right, so that I can catch a glimpse of the fine gold chains that connect her nipples. God, she looks so sexy. "These brownies sure are good," Cat says as she reaches for another one. She reaches out to find a hard rock station on the radio, and exposes her whole breast to me. She starts to move to the beat of the driving music, a sure sign that she's starting to get turned on, and that the brownies are working their magic. She looks so happy sitting there, her pinched nipples hardening from the friction of her shirt, her fingers seeking out all the stray crumbs, the chains keeping her reminded of the weekend's mission. Cat rubs herself with her arms, almost shyly. "Sure you won't have one?" she asks. "I'd love to, but you that we agreed that this weekend I would be the designated driver, and would limit myself to a glass of wine with diner." I love the way Cat loses her inhibitions when she gets stoned on pot or booze. She can get really wild, and I can't protect her if I'm wasted, too. And as much as I hate to admit it, my performance just isn't as good, either. "So, does that make me: the designated slut?" she laughs. "I'm getting really turned on, do we have to wait 'till we get there? I'm horny now." She slides around in her seat to face me more directly, and her skirt opens further. She spreads her legs wide and drops a hand to explore her glistening lower lips, nested in her closely trimmed pussy "I do, but you don't," I smile reaching down to stroke her thigh. "Your dildo is in the glove box." "You think that you're so smart! ... Well, maybe later." She reaches inside her shirt to rub her breast, and pulls the chain. Just then a red SUV passes us, and slows down. "Busted!" I laugh. "Do you want to lose them, or give them something to see? What does the designated slut want?" "Oh, let's see what happens." We pass them slowly and the young driver looks down at Cat through the open sunroof. The angle is just good enough to tease him, but he can't quite make out the details. (After all the show was intended for my benefit.) Cat looks him over, smiles, and licks her lips. Her fingers are flying across her clit, now. She unties the knot holding her shirt closed, and exposes her breasts to all of us. The SUV now comes up on the left side and keeps pace with us. The passenger, a teenage boy is all but hanging out his window. Cat opens the glove box and takes out the ten-inch plastic cock that I put there. Now with one hand in her cunt, and one on her breasts, Cat is the very picture of wanton self-lust. She is getting close. "Oh Sam, I going to come in front of these strangers, and it feels so good. Oh here we go, here we go. AAAARRAHHHH!" Cat's eyes glaze over as she freezes in place. "Do you see that?" The SUV passenger is holding up his cum covered hand! Cat smiles at him and takes the dildo out of her cunt at starts to lick the juices off. "Well, I have to clean it, don't I?" She says as I groan. After the plastic cock is clean and back in the glove box, Cat offers me her fingers. I greedily suck them clean. I love her taste! Cat decides that the show is over, ties he shirt closed, and crosses her legs. The SUV gets the hint, and takes the next exit. I watch them cross over to go back the way we came, a good thing as I did not want them to know that our motel was close. I find our exit and pull into the motel parking lot, and go into register. To Be Continued... Adventures of the Designated Slut Ch. 2 In part one, Cat has just entertained two guys by exposing herself and having a powerful orgasm while they watched. We arrived at the motel for our weekend out.) After registering, I notice that she is very focused on something in the distance. Her eyes are half closed, her breathing is shallow and rapid, and her fingers are flying across her clit. Even though she is trying to be discreet she is very close, again. "Oh, you poor baby! You haven't come yet. Go park behind that Dumpster". She worked on my belt and zipper. When my pants were open, she reached in for my cock and started to suck it. As soon as I put the car into park, she reached across me and found the power seat control and pushed the seat back as far as it could go. "I need to be fucked! Right now!" She climbed on to my lap, worked my cock into her cunt and began to pump me, rotating her hips. I reached into her shirt and pulled a nipple into my mouth. It was ice-hard. I untied her shirt to fully expose her breasts. Just then, a woman came out of the restaurant back door, with that 'caught in the headlights' look. Cat's tits were bouncing up and down with her efforts at riding me. There was no doubt about what she was doing. She was having one hell of a good ride, loving every bit of it. "We've got company. There is a woman looking at you. She's reaching down and pulling up her skirt. Oh, she's puling her panties aside, and found her clit. She fingering herself." Cat reached out and found the chains connecting her nipples and put them into her mouth and pulled. I lost it and shot my load into her cunt. The woman form the restaurant found this too much also, and gave into an orgasm. "I need to come", Cat said. "I need to be fucked". "Ok, let's get to our room." As luck would have it, our room was in the back of the complex, with speed bumps every twenty feet. Cat was in agony; delightful agony. It hurt soooo good! "Hurry, Oh my God!" Every speed bump was a crisis, but I found a parking space close to the door. " We're upstairs, run." We ran up the stairs, she was working on her skirt as we ran down the hall, she ran right past our room in her haste. I was able to get the door open before she burst in, naked now. She pulled me in, " Fuck me, fuck me now"! She fell to her knees, yanked my belt off, fumbled with my zipper, and pulled my cock out through my boxers. She knew just how to work me to get me hard. When she decided that I was close enough, she threw herself over the bed, and ordered me to fuck her. "Oh yeah! So good, so good, your hard cock is so very good. Fuck me, fuck me hard. Harder, harder. Ohhhhh, Ahhhh. Finally, Cat was calm at last, splayed on the bed with her cunt lips wide open, a pussy licker's dream. I closed the door, took off my shirt, and started to feast, on her very wet cunt. I started with little nibbles around her outer lips, to get her attention. Then I began to lick up and down the swollen inner lips, gather all the juice that I could find. Cat is now really getting into it, moving against my face. She started bucking so hard that I had to use all my strength to hold her in position. When she came again, she let lose a flood of juice, and finally bucked me out of the saddle. "Thanks lover, that was wonderful", she smiled, rolled over and went to sleep. I watched her for a few minutes while I caught my breath. I tuned back the bed and finished getting Cat undressed. When I rolled her over onto the sheet, I saw that her nipple chains were off on one side, so I gently freed the other nipple before I covered her up. I kissed her cheek, and went down stairs to fetch our bags. To Be Continued... Adventures of the Designated Slut Ch. 3 At the close of our last segment, Cat was passed out on the bed in our motel room, exhausted from nearly two hours of practically non-stop sex. I showered and went out to explore the motel's facilities. It was a pretty normal arrangement, with rooms on three sides; lobby, café, and bar on the fourth; and pool, hot tub, and fitness gym in the center. An interesting feature was that the cafe and bar both had open walls to extend their spaces outside. The bar had a poster announcing that "The Village Express" would be appearing nightly at 8:00. A municipal golf course was adjacent to the parking lot. I went to the car to get my clubs, and walked over to the clubhouse where I bought a bucket of balls and went to the driving range. I worked my way through my bag, hitting several balls with each club until it felt right, then hitting another bucket with just my woods. I finished up on the practice greens until satisfied with my stroke with the putter. I went into the clubhouse and reserved a tee time of 2:00pm the next day. It was now after six, time to wake Cat and dress for dinner. Coming into our room, Cat was just as I'd left her, curled into a fetal position. I kissed her and flicked her nipples, until she smiled at me. "Time to get up, sleepy head! How do you feel?" "Um, a little horny I guess." "Well. I guess we'll have to fix that tonight." "Sounds like fun, do we have to wait?" "Yeah, but you'll like it. Let's start out with the call girl gig. I'll wait for you in the bar." "Just one drink, Designated Driver." "OK". Cat got up and went into the Bath to shower, and I changed into slacks and a blazer. I walked to the bar, and ordered a vodka martini to nurse while I waited for my girl. In about 45 minutes, a dream walked in. Cat had on a red silk halter top sundress that was cut so low in the back that it seemed that the crack of her ass should be showing! Her makeup was flawless, four-inch high heels and a string of pearls that reached to her breasts and stretched the silk (showing her nipples standing at attention,) completed the outfit. She had everyone's attention when she stopped at the first man that she came to and asked "Mr. Smith?" "No, I'm sorry." She went to a guy at the bar. " Mr. Sam Smith?" "No, but I could pretend to be if you want." She smiled, and said "NO", and came to me. "Are YOU Sam Smith?" "Yep, I am." She lowered her voice, "I wish the agency would get better descriptions of my clients." "This should help you overcome your embarrassment." I said as I passed an envelope to her. She opened it, "Oh, my yes! I think that we're going to be just fine all night long. Whatever you want!" The waitress arrived and Cat ordered a double scotch and water. "Just call me 'Cat'" "I'm Sam." "So, what are we going to do tonight?" "Well I thought that we would have dinner, and then come back here for drinks and dancing. There is a live band at 8:00." "Is the band any good?" "I have no idea. But if they aren't, we can go find some good music, if we have to use a radio." "You don't sound like you are used to letting problems causing you to not get what you want." " Yeah, well sometimes you have make your luck." Cat finished her drink, and said, "Let's eat". I got up, and offered her my hand. She took it and when she was up, took my elbow, and pulled my arm into her breast, as we walked to the café. Cat spent dinner flirting with me, our waitress, the busboy, and just about any body in sight. She has the ability to turn a meal into foreplay: leaning forward so that her dress gaped open, showing her tits, sucking down oysters on the half shell while commenting on how much they taste like my come, siting with her legs spread, so that the tops of her thigh highs and garter straps are showing, from the right angle her red thong is on display. She is the perfect trophy date, into playing the part to the hilt. As we had desert, she slipped off her four- inch heel and put her foot in my crotch, rubbing my cock, and making sure that her whole audience saw it. I had to have an extra cup of coffee so that my erection would go down and we could make a graceful exit to the bar. We took a table outside, on the deck for the pool. It was at the edge of darkness, and not too far from the small dance floor. Cat stayed with her double scotches and waters, I ordered ginger ale; and found to my delight that designated driver's drinks were free! The Village Express was setting up. It was a four-member band with both male and female vocalists. They started out with ZZ Top's "She's got legs", a tune that is close to my heart. I led Cat on to the dance floor, where her bouncing tits made her nipples grow and there was no doubt that she had nothing but natural boobs under her dress. The next song was Alanna Myles' "Black Velvet", a slow song that I could pull Cat in close and feel those hard nipples against my chest. It also gave me the opportunity to slip my hand down her back, inside her dress, and play with the crack of her ass. Why does it always feel better to fondle in public? It really does! "That was outrageous, and so much fun!" Cat smiled. "What's next?" "Do you want me to decide for you?" "Yeah, I'm the designated slut, and you're the designated driver; so drive!" "Cat, lose your thong". "Where?" "Right here, go throw it away into the fireplace." "Everybody will see me." "Good." Cat stood up and did it. Making a show of disposing of her thong in the fire that was burning for atmosphere. There were several raised eyebrows in the bar, especially a young guy that was sitting at the bar. We danced some sing numbers that flared her dress out, so that there was no doubt that my Cat had shaved her pubes. All the time, the young stud's eyes never were far from Cat. As midnight approached, I told her, "Cat, at the next slow song, go to that guy sitting on the end of the bar and ask him to dance. While you are dancing, bring him in close and tell him that you have to give him a blowjob. If he asks why, tell him that your owner demands it. But make sure that you come back with his cum on your breath." Cat looked at me, as if to say "are you sure?" I patted her hand, and said, "I'll never be far away. You'll be safe." When the next slow song started, she swayed her way up to the bar, and tapped the stud on the shoulder. When he turned around, he had a look of being very pleasantly surprised. Cat took his hand and pulled him out to the dance floor. She put her arms around his neck. His started at her waist, but as they danced, Cat kept wiggling in closer, and his hands dropped to her butt. Just as the song was ending, she brought one hand to his crotch, and pulled him down to whisper in his ear. His eyes got huge, and Cat led him off the floor. She licked her lips as they went by me, and he raised his eyebrows. I gave them thumbs up, waited a minute, and followed them. Cat took him out to the golf course, where she started kissing him. She kept one hand on his belt, dropping down to massage his cock through his jeans. He unsnapped the halter behind her neck, to free her tits, which he began to rub and pull. I found a spot in the shadows about ten feet away, where I could see and hear everything. "So, why are you doing this?" "My owner requires it. He told me to come back with your come on my breath." Cat knelt on the grass, and unbuckled his belt. "I can't wait to see if you're really as big as you felt! Oh, it's beautiful!" She pulled out a cock that was really pretty average. (Cat knows that the way to any man's heart is to tell him that he's big) She wrapped her right hand around his shaft, and cupped his balls with the other. Cat began to lick him in long, wet strokes, making lots of slurping noises, pausing every now and again to pay extra attention to his pee hole. The stud had to lean back against the wall for support. Now that it was very wet Cat began to work it into her mouth, using her hand as an extension to her lips. She kept eyes locked on his, as she began to bob up and down, twisting her head occasionally. He started gasping for air, and Cat's hand left his balls, and reached his ass where a finger went in to massage his prostrate. He came for five minutes, and Cat's mouth never left his shaft riding his orgasm to completion. When she finally pulled back, he was soft and happy. " Get me hard again, so that I can fuck you." "No, we're done. You could help a girl to her feet." "Please, I want to make you feel this good." "The lady said that you were done", I said as started for them. "Fuck you!" he walked off, leaving a topless Cat kneeling in the grass. Cat smiled up at me; "Did you like that, Sam?" "Oh my, yes!" I said as I lifted her to her feet, and kissed her deeply "Can you smell him on me?" "Yep, and see him, too." I pointed to small dribble that had landed on the slope of her breast. No leave it there. Wear it with pride. I brushed off her knees, while she snapped her halter back together. We stopped at our room so Cat could repair her make-up. If you looked real close, you could just make out the drying cum between her tits. It was so sexy. The band announced that it was beginning its last set as we walked back in.