4 comments/ 43836 views/ 11 favorites The Making of a Soccer Mom Slut By: soccermomslut The Making of a Soccer Mom Slut (In 12 Easy Steps) Step 1: Begin at the Beginning All participants in this story are at least 18 years of age. I grew up in a small town close to Napa Valley, California. We used to walk back and forth to school then -- it was about 2 miles one way and we could have taken the bus, but my brothers and sisters and me liked walking -- we would fool around in an abandoned building for a while, play Frisbee in an open-air park, then go raid the local orchard for apples before making our way home. There were a handful of people that walked with us, one of them being a friend of my brother Kevin. His name was Benny and I had a major crush on him but I didn't know how to act on it. You can imagine my delight when Kevin told me Benny was going to spend the night one Saturday! It was also weird, because our parents never let anyone spend the night. I found out years later that Benny's parents asked my mom and dad if he could stay while they took care of a sick relative, but at the time, all I could think about was how I could get Benny to myself for a little while. I had no idea what I was going to do once I got him alone, but I was eighteen and had never been kissed. I was always thinking of boys back then. At the same time, I was completely innocent. I thought -- maybe -- I'd get to make out with Benny. Sometimes, when I look back on it now, I wonder if I would have been so eager to get with him if I knew what was going to happen later. Making out -- that's all I was thinking about at the time, seriously - just maybe making out with him, and maybe I'd let him feel my tits. I mean, I knew what sex was -- I had older brothers! I had even played with myself a few times by then so I wasn't a total innocent. But I had never been with a real boy -- just in my dreams. I remember I was very excited. I remember -- and this is kind of embarrassing to admit -- in the days leading up to that Saturday, I had to change my panties a lot. I got really wet thinking about him. So after he got there on Saturday (late in the afternoon), I organized a game of "bomb the boombastics" -- it was a stupid game my brothers had made up and involved throwing rotten apples at each other. We had to pick one person to be the "boomer" (the apple thrower) and then it was a lot like hide and seek, only you were trying to not get smacked in the head with an apple too. I thought it was perfect for what I had in mind. When the game started, my sister Lita was "the Boombastic" and we all ran off for the apple orchard and other places to hide around the house. I thought the abandoned building would be the perfect place to hide. At least that's what I made Benny think. I made motions for him to follow me. "I know the best spot," I whispered at him. He just thought we were playing a stupid game. Ha. He ran after me. The sun was going down. I went into the building and motioned for Benny to follow me. When we were inside, I took him to a room that only Kevin and I had ever gone in before, way in the back. It was like a basement area, but there was a room up above that looked down into it, so there was some light to see by. I pushed Benny into a corner and pressed myself against him and acted like I was scared. "It's dark, Benny," I whined. "It's ok," he said. He put his arms around me and pulled me tight. "I'll hide you." I could go into a whole "suddenly we were kissing" kind of thing, but it was way more primal than that! Suddenly, we were kissing! He reached around and grabbed my ass and pulled me tighter, pressing my cutoff Jordache Jeans into his bulge and I just lifted my head up to him and we locked lips. It was youthful and animalistic. Tongues were flying. I was all tingly between my legs. He was cupping my ass and grinding his cock into me. I groaned and reached around him and felt his strong arms. We played weird little tongue games as we kissed. He put his hand under my shirt and I felt my hard nipples get even harder as he grazed his thumb across them. Then I reached in front and felt the thing that was bulging in his shorts. I squeezed it, and he made a weird noise. "Does that hurt?" I asked him. "No, it feels good," he said. "Keep doing that." I rubbed up and down and squeezed it harder, not really knowing what to do. Then he pushed my hands away and he unbuttoned his fly and the next thing I knew, Benny's cock was in my hand and it was like holding a warm spongy sausage. It felt weird and wonderful all at once. Firm and tubular and meaty and FUCKING HOT! I felt my pussy getting wet. He grunted. "Yeah, that's nice." I pulled and pushed, tugged and twirled, gripped and grabbed his erect penis while he made weird faces and we kissed with abandon. I had no idea what I was doing and was probably hurting him but he never said so. My hand gripped his hard flesh and tugged it back and forth. Knowing what I know now, I can safely say Benny was pretty excellent in the size department -- meaning he had a cock. I like them all. Smiley face. We went for a little while -- probably 10 minutes. I don't think either of us knew how to continue -- or finish! I kept jerking him but I didn't really know what I was doing. I wasn't going to get him off that way. But we kept kissing, he kept grunting, and we were both enjoying it. This continued. Then he put his hand on my shoulders and gently pushed me to my knees in front of him. I didn't have to be asked. I knew what he wanted. I wanted it too. I wanted to scream I was so excited. I looked at his big, pink cock, staring me in the face. His fat peehole dripped a clear fluid. I leaned my head forward and licked it off. It was fucking delicious. "Kiss it?" he asked, and I couldn't think of anything I wanted to do more at the moment. I started putting my lips all over his cock -- kissing and licking and nipping -- that clear fluid was FUCKING DELICIOUS, did I tell you that? - and then I took it in my mouth. I put my lips around it. I sucked it in. I started sliding my lips up and down, back and forth. It was probably the best thing I've ever done in my life. Benny said, "Oh yeah, you're a natural. I knew you'd be a good cocksucker." He pushed it deeper into my mouth. Started pumping his hips a little bit. And then we heard my sister Lita calling out nearby. We froze and I looked up at the window from the upper room that let all the light in to the little basement cubicle where I was sucking off Benny. My brother Kevin was looking in on us from that upper window in the basement. I don't really remember the walk home from the orchard. We all walked back together and Benny acted like he didn't even know me. I was devastated. Embarrassed. Kevin kept giving me sideways glances. We settled in and the whole house went to bed. I couldn't sleep if my life depended on it. I heard every noise in that house from the farts of my father to the sighs of my mother, from the mice in the cupboard, to the bats in the belfry. And then I heard someone get up and open the door to my brother's room and move down the hall to the bathroom. I got up and peeked out my door just in time to see Benny close the door to the bathroom. I walked into the hall and stared at the closed bathroom door. There was a small wedge of light winking out from the bottom. Then the toilet flushed. I heard the sink being used. Then there was silence for a while. I acted on instinct. I opened the door and stepped quickly inside. Benny didn't act surprised at all. He smiled this weird smile and then rubbed his crotch. "Come to finish what you started?" he asked. "Yes." I dropped to my knees in front of him. "Kev told me you would." "Shut up," I said. He had on sweatpants. I reached and tugged them and they came straight down. He had tighty-whities on -- I ripped those down too. His cock sprang out and I grabbed it and I started jerking it with my hand. "Come on, suck it," he said, and pushed himself forward into my mouth. He fucked my face for about three minutes. There was nothing sensual about it -- he just fucked my face. Hard. I liked it. When he was ready to cum, he grabbed the sides of my head and pulled my mouth down on him even deeper. I felt him stiffen up -- his cock actually felt like it got bigger in my mouth -- and then my mouth was full of lemony white cream. I swallowed. Didn't know any different. He pulled his pants up, mumbled something, and went back to the room he was staying in with my brother. I sat there in the dim glow of the bathroom light and tasted Benny's cum in my mouth. Decided I liked it. Decided I wanted to do it again. True story. The Making of a Soccer Mom Slut Ch. 02 (In 12 Easy Steps) Step 2: Use Your Family Connections The next day, my mom made a big breakfast which she almost never does -- I guess it was because Benny was there. He and Kevin sat across from me at the table. Benny wouldn't look at me. After everyone else had eaten and left, Kevin picked up a banana, looked at me, and mimed like he was going down on it. Then he said, "Did you get enough to eat, Monica? If not, you can suck on this banana. I heard you like sucking on things." Benny finally looked up at me and just grinned, shrugging his shoulders a little like, "what? you didn't think I'd tell?" Then, Kevin said, "we're going over to the building in a little bit. You coming?" The look that he and Benny exchanged when he said it gave me a little tingle down there. I was pretty sure he didn't mean for another game of hide and seek. Benny looked at me again and stood up. I could tell by the bulge in his sweatpants that he was hard again. Unconsciously, my mouth watered a little. He grabbed his hard cock through his pants and kind of squeezed it and pointed it in my direction. He looked down at me sitting across from him. "Yeah, Moni -- let's go over to the building." I acted hesitant but inside, I felt like I had won the lottery. "Ok," I said, squeezing my thighs together. The three of us walked to the building in silence, each of us lost in our own thoughts. I'm not sure what the guys were thinking but I was thinking about the night before -- specifically, that moment when Benny's hot cum shot into my mouth. I was remembering the taste, the warm creaminess of it, the texture. It had been a little slimy, a little salty. It was the best thing I had ever put in my mouth. As we arrived at the abandoned building, I had a feeling I was about to taste it again. The guys thought so too, I could tell. The way they were acting, it was pretty obvious to all three of us what was about to go down. Me. We walked in and didn't even try to pretend we were there for something else -- all three of us went straight to the basement area. Benny walked to the same spot where I first went down on him the day before. He rubbed his cock through his sweatpants and looked at me. "C'mere, Moni. I want another blowjob." He was that crude about it. Maybe I obeyed because he was older -- maybe it's just my nature to be a bit submissive. But I really didn't care if he talked shit to me -- because I wanted it too. I walked over to him in silence and replaced the hand rubbing his cock with my own. Kevin hung back in the doorway, watching us. I waited to see if he would kiss me first, but I guess with Kevin there, Benny wanted to show off a bit and try to be a big man. "Well?" he asked me coldly. Without a word, I dropped to my knees in front of him and pulled his pants down. His cock was already hard and swung out when I pulled his underwear over his hips, almost hitting me in the face. I took hold of it and aimed it at my open mouth and he pushed his hips forward and slid it in -- for the second time in less than twenty-four hours, I had a big, hard cock in my mouth and I loved it! My pussy was soaked. I slid my head back and forth on his rock hard shaft and used my tongue to caress the underside on the up stroke. I had no technique whatsoever, but I guess I was doing ok. He let me move back and forth for a little bit on my own, but then I guess he got impatient because he put both hands on either side of my head and started thrusting hard into my mouth -- face-fucking me like he did the night before. I gagged a couple of times and it made my mouth get really wet with saliva. He didn't care -- he kept thrusting and thrusting. Benny's dick was probably about 7 inches long and I had at least 5 in my mouth. He pulled me tighter against him and then it was 6. And then tighter still and my nose was pressed against his belly. He was holding me tight against him and my eyes were probably bugging out because I couldn't breathe, but I didn't want him to stop. It felt amazing, having all of him in my mouth like that. "Man, Kevin, your sister can really suck some cock," said Benny. I was so lost in the moment with Benny's dick filling my mouth (and trying to breathe), I had forgotten about Kevin standing behind us. "I'm gonna blow pretty soon. You want some of this first?" He pulled my mouth off his cock and I gasped for air. A thick string of sputum ran down my chin. He turned my head, my mouth still open in an "O" and pointed me at Kevin, who had his cock in his hand. He had been jacking off while watching his friend fuck my face. We'll never know what might have happened if Kevin had taken the three steps to reach me and my open mouth. I was so hot and turned on, I'm almost sure I would have sucked him into my mouth with scarcely any hesitation. I could see the lust in my brother's eyes and knew he was thinking about it. I didn't say a word -- just looked at his thick, stiff cock in his hand, dripping with fluid at the tip. I looked up at him and licked my lips. I waited -- letting him decide. I know now -- at least from my perspective -- if Kevin had wanted to use my mouth, I would have let him. Part of me was horrified, but another part of me wanted nothing more than to take my brother's cock in my mouth just like I was doing to his friend. As it was, though, Kevin shook his head and said, "Naw, dude, she's my sister." He started stroking himself again. (And this is probably a good spot to satisfy and answer everybody's burning question -- NO! Kevin and I have never done anything sexual together. I think. -- but that's for another story. And I don't really care to hear any moralistic comments about what we did get up to - I know it's weird and incestuous, but we were horny and trying to figure some things out. And it also happens to be the truth and I promised myself if I was going to write this, it was going to be honest.) "Suit yourself," said Benny. He pulled me back down on him and probably less than a minute later, my mouth was once again full of his seed. I'm pretty sure I moaned out of pure pleasure. If anything, it tasted even better than the night before. I kept sucking, getting every last drop out of his cock -- he was still hard as a rock and I would have gladly kept going until I got another one from him but he pushed me back on my heels and pulled his pants back up. I turned around just in time to see Kevin stuffing his cock back in his pants. I looked down where he had been standing and saw some white clumps of cum on the floor. He looked at me and nodded and smiled. Benny brushed by, me still on my knees, and he and Kevin high-fived each other and then they just walked out, leaving me there with spit (and probably cum) running down my chin and a dazed expression on my face. I was so turned on and, now that they had left me there, frustrated. My pussy desperately needed some attention. I jammed my hand down the front of my shorts and started rubbing my clit and occasionally sticking a finger inside. I rocked back and forth on my knees, frantically masturbating myself until I came with a shudder and a low scream. Then I got up and went home. So our routine became this: we walked home from school, and Benny and Kevin and I would go into the abandoned building and I would either blow Benny or fuck him (he fucked me for the first time about a week later) while Kevin watched and jacked off. We did this EVERY SINGLE DAY for about 6 months and then we finally tapered off a bit, but we still met probably twice a week. It was awesome. Then I met Ray and things REALLY went off the rails. The Making of a Soccer Mom Slut Ch. 03 All participants in this story are at least 18 years of age. Benny and I continued meeting in the basement of the abandoned building for a while but we slowly got bored with each other. The sex wasn't everyday anymore – it slowed down to maybe twice a week – and Kevin rarely joined us. It's not like I was in love with Benny or anything. He saw to that. He was always really cold to me so I didn't get a chance to develop feelings for him. Those first few weeks, I would try to hang out with him at school, and I went around telling anybody who would listen he was my boyfriend, but he put a stop to that pretty quickly, telling me I was only Kevin's little sister, and that's all I would ever be to him. Still, like the stupid, love-struck, naïve girl that I was, I remained exclusive with Benny. Other boys at school knew we were fucking, and would flirt with me in the hopes of getting some too, but Benny kept me on a pretty tight leash. He didn't want any "love stuff" getting between us, but he wasn't going to let anyone else have me either. Not unless he orchestrated it. One night, we went to the drive-in with two of Benny's cousins who were in from out of town. This was a very unusual occurrence, because Benny never had any money, so consequently, he never took me on any real dates and frankly I'm not sure he would have even if he did have the money. I was just "his little fuckhole" and his "dirty little cumslut." I wasn't the kind of girl you took on dates. For the most part, I was ok with this. I AM a little cumslut. I liked the sex as much as he did. So when he asked me to go with him and his cousins to a drive-in double-feature I was a little thrilled, but also a little nervous. Benny had hinted in the past that he might like to watch me fuck someone else, and I was all for it, but I was waiting for him to take the lead on it and he never did. I think he was afraid of letting anyone from school have me for fear that I would leave him for them. When he told me the day before that his cousins were from Anaheim and were visiting for a week and we were going to a movie and maybe "having a little party," I started immediately getting wet between my legs. I was in a short black skirt and a tank top with no bra when he picked me up in his mom's Chevy, and I met his cousins, Steve and Terry, who both said hello to my tits, and off we went. It was already pretty dark by the time we pulled up to a slot and got our speaker positioned on the window. It was a gorgeous California night. The first movie started (Robocop), and I slid over closer to Benny and put my head on his shoulder and my hand on his thigh. The cousins got out after a bit and went to the concession stand. Benny and I stayed behind, watching the movie. Five seconds after they left, Benny moved my hand from his thigh to his cock. I cupped his bulge and squeezed it and rubbed it for a minute before undoing his belt and opening his fly to let it out into the air. I lowered my head to it and sucked it in. Mmm. He reached around and cupped my ass, hiking my skirt up to my waist. He slipped my panties down my legs and off. His finger found my pussy, which was already dripping. He started finger-fucking me. I sucked his cock harder. I figured he would say something when his cousins came back but before I knew what was happening, both doors swung open almost simultaneously and there I was – illuminated on one side with my lips sliding sloppily up and down on Benny's cock while the passenger side was treated to a sight of my bare ass and pussy. Benny even helped this along by pulling his finger out of my pussy and spreading my ass cheeks apart so I was completely exposed and I felt cool air blow over my clit. "Man, you weren't kidding, Benny, this chick is a slut," said the one behind. "Yeah, she loves to suck cock," replied Benny. "You can be next." "Awesome! Do you think I can fuck her too?" "Of course! Her pussy's dripping, man. She wants it!" I heard them talking about me, but Benny kept a firm grip on my head and wouldn't let me off of his cock, so I couldn't protest if I had wanted to. I didn't really want to. I think I may have made a few gurgles of "don't I get any say in this?" but they were half-hearted at best. I knew this was going to happen from the minute I got in the car, and I wanted it as much as they did. Benny was keeping me locked onto his cock, but I turned my head a bit and raised my eyes to see Steve looking down on me greedily. He rubbed his cock. Through the remaining open wedge of door, I saw a couple walk behind Steve, on their way back from the concession stand. They were holding hands and their free hands were both holding a bag of popcorn. The woman was staring straight ahead, and I don't think she saw me, but the man looked me right in the eyes as I drooled down the sides of Benny's cock. I remember his eyes were the bluest I had ever seen. I was mortified. He was probably 30 or so. Steve and Terry got in the back seat and both leaned over to watch me slobbering all over Benny's cock. I finished him off a minute later and after I cleaned him all up, he lifted my head and looked at me. I could taste his cum coating the inside of my mouth. I licked my lips, making sure I got it all. I was ready for more. He flicked his eyes at the back seat. "Go," he said. The boys had already taken their pants off while watching me blow Benny. They must have been jacking off. I crawled over the seat and slid one of them (Steve?) into my mouth before all of me was even over. The other (Terry) pulled my bottom half onto his lap and shoved two fingers in my pussy, before positioning me so he could eat my pussy from behind while I sucked his brother. It was pretty cramped but somehow, we managed to do it. Benny watched from the front seat. I FUCKING LOVE to get my pussy eaten. Benny hardly ever did it, and he always acted like he was doing me a favor when he did, but his cousin gave me an incredible tongue-lashing. I came at least three times before Steve came in my mouth, so then I got up and straddled Terry and sank my pussy down on his hard cock. I was incredibly horny and wet by this time, so I was hoping to get a good fuck from him, but he came almost immediately. I don't even think I had gone all the way down on it before he cried out and shot up into me. I was disappointed, but it was still fun. They were young and recovered quickly. I ended up fucking each one of them again before we left and those times were a bit more relaxed and they made me cum a lot. I took each one separately in the back seat, missionary, and they all blew their loads up in me. When one got done, I just lay there with my legs spread while another positioned himself above me. My pussy was a drippy, creamy mess by the time we finished and I'm pretty sure Benny got questioned by his mom about the stains on the back seat. I was seriously a sloppy mess down there. Looking back, I can't believe I didn't get pregnant back then, because Benny never used a condom and I wasn't on the pill. Later that night, when I was home in my own bed, I jilled off a couple of times remembering the scene. I remember licking my fingers, trying to taste the boys cum that was still in me. Combined with my pussy juices, it tasted good, and I remember thinking then that I would like to try licking a girl's pussy someday. *** A couple of months later, Benny's mom lost her job and they moved to Anaheim to live with Steve and Terry's parents until she could find something else. He's still there – owns a used car dealership. We're Facebook friends and sometimes we'll type dirty to each other late at night when our spouses are asleep. I'll totally do him if we ever meet up again in this life. But at the time? Sorry to say it, but all I felt was relief. I knew he wasn't the one that would finally tame me (still looking, lol). But even then, I was bored and wanted more. About a month after Benny left, I walked home from school alone. Kevin had to stay after school for something or other (big surprise), and I was just kind of rambling along slowly, enjoying the California sunshine, (daydreaming about cock, probably) when a car pulled up alongside. "Hey, can you help me?" I turned and saw this guy, probably about 40, looking out at me from the window of one of those wood-paneled station wagons. I took a few steps closer. "What do you need?" I asked. He was blond but he had a big, dark mustache that made me think he must dye his hair. Looking back, I'm pretty sure it was a bad toupee. "Come here. Help me with this." I leaned in and saw that inside the car, he was naked from the waist down and his cock was rock hard and he was stroking it slowly. His left arm had been resting on the window frame and now it shot out and grabbed my wrist. It hurt. He started pulling me toward the window. I tried to scream but nothing came out. "Hey," a voice shouted. The perve let my arm drop and peeled off. A guy was running toward me. "Are you ok, miss?" he asked, as he ran up. I looked at the steely blue eyes under the baseball cap and grew ten shades of red. It was the guy from the drive-in! The one who had been holding hands with the woman and walked by and saw me with a mouthful of Benny's cock. He didn't seem to recognize me. He had a radio in his hand and it started squawking and he walked away so I couldn't hear the conversation, then he turned back to me and said "Don't worry. You're safe. We got him a couple of blocks over." And then, at my look of puzzlement, he showed me a badge that he pulled out of his back pocket and said, "I'm a cop." And then his eyes got wide and he kind of started, and in his gaze, I saw an image reflected back at me of a young girl with her mouth drooling all over a thick cock while some yahoo looked down at her from outside a car door, waiting his turn. He didn't say anything – he didn't have to – I knew in an instant that he recognized me. He looked at me in a way I'm not sure I can describe. It was...hungry and eager at the same time...with a hint of creepy underneath. But even that doesn't do it justice. His eyes blazed like the sun. I felt a familiar tingle. He said, "I'm going to have to take you down to the station to get your statement." And that's how I met Ray.