TARNISHED REPUTATION
(Mf, inc, m+f, voy, Mmf, oral, anal)Mindy's increasing promiscuousness has consequences...
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Unlike sucking her dad off the past two mornings, Mindy's abused pussy and her asshole were given a well deserved and much needed rest. She wasn't disappointed, surprised perhaps, but not disappointed that neither Mr. Wilkes or Mr. Vickers had wanted to ravish her, nor was she disappointed that none of Mark's buddies wanted to haul off her to that room with all the pipes where Mark had taken her. But when she woke up Wednesday morning, there was an gnawing ache that filled her. She'd felt that ache several times these past few weeks and she knew what meant... she needed to be fucked.
'But what if no one asks me today?' she thought as she lay in bed, gently rubbing her nipples and delaying getting up for as long as possible.
The scowl on her pretty face softened and turned into a smile as she decided that, 'If no one asks me, I'll ask! The question, Mindy, is who do you ask? Not Mark... fuck him... Mike? Ken? Maybe that big guy Brandon or Travis or maybe both!' Her reverie was broken when her father walked into her bedroom naked.
Surprised at her father's brazenness she asked, "Where's Mama?"
"She had to go in early this morning," he replied as he drew the covers back. "Now let's get you out of this nightgown."
"Daddy... what are you doing?"
"I told you Sunday evening that I was going to fuck you, Pumpkin."
"You're going to fuck me now?"
"After I eat your pussy."
"But... I have to go to school..."
"You're gonna be late this morning."
"But, you have to go to work."
"I'll be late this morning... You do want me to fuck you, don't you?"
"Well..." A smile spread across her face. "Sure, Daddy. I'd love it!"
"I thought so," he replied with a knowing chuckle just before he nuzzled into her neck and cupped her now bare titty. A few moments later the room filled with a low moan as Ed sucked Mindy's tit. With just his past fleeting caresses, Ed had come to realize that his daughter had very sensitive nipples. What he didn't know was just how sensitive those nipples were. Mindy knew and it always drove her crazy in class when her blouse would scrape across her bra-less tits, but for these past few days, they seemed to even more sensitive than usual. As it was, it was now like a direct neural connection had been formed between her nips and her clit and she felt her pussy flooding with girlie juice. She felt her father's hand descend and then slip into her juicy slippery slit.
Lifting his head from her teat he whispered, "You're soaking wet, baby."
Just at the touch of his finger sliding across her nubbin was enough to make her gasp. "Damn, you really need this."
"Oh, Daddy, I do! I need it, I need it," she softly cried. "I really do need it. Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me."
Since the weekend, Ed had been thinking about this moment. He wanted her to enjoy their first incestuous screw and he had figured that it would be best to take it slow, make her howl and then fuck her; that way she'd be eager for more. Now it was apparent that she'd cum on his dick almost as soon as he entered her. After that... hell, she would be his for the taking and that suited his plans just fine.
He shifted his position and mounted her. Holding his weight off her small frame and with his dick at the entrance to paradise on earth, he huskily told his teen daughter, "Put it in, Baby."
He felt her grasp his cock and slot it into the maw of her cock-loving vagina. She punched her hips up to take him and when she did, he slammed down, burying his cock to the balls in her teen cunt.
"Oh, fuck," he gasped as he held his dick deep inside her and felt her pussy muscles contracting around his length. Rotating his hips he ground down into his slut daughter, watching as her eyes rolled up into the back of her head as the first of long series of orgasms swept over her.
Mindy was wrung out, but a very satisfied girl by the time her father dropped her off at school near the end of third period. Even though her need for sex had seemingly been satiated by her father's unexpected, but welcomed visit to her bed that morning, she still couldn't seem to concentrate. Her thoughts drifted aimlessly from reliving one previous sexual encounter after another.
"Mindy? Mindy?"
Mindy was startled at the sound of her name. It was Miss Johnson and she was standing right by her desk.
"Are you okay, Mindy?"
"Oh, yes, Ma'am. I just... I..."
"Why did you bother to come to school today?"
"My dad. He... he... made me come in."
"Well, try to concentrate on your class work," she said quietly so not to be overhead, "and please... take your hand out from your blouse."
Quickly removing her hand from inside her shirt Mindy whispered, "Yes, Ma'am."
The teacher walked away and resumed her instruction. Mindy was red with embarrassment by the encounter, as everyone had been staring at her feeling herself up. Wishing that she could just simply disappear she thought, 'Gawd, I hope I wasn't moaning while doing that.' Mercifully the bell rang a few minutes later and Mindy was able to melt away into the crowd of students filling the hallways.
As it was lunch time, she headed to the cafeteria to sit with Mark and the gang. She felt no shame nor embarrassment sitting with the group of boys who had gang fucked her the previous Saturday night and she felt no shame nor embarrassment when one of the guys proposed taking her off somewhere for a quick fuck, nor did she feel any shame nor embarrassment when three other guys joined them under the bleachers of the football field. She was, however, embarrassed afterward to discover that a group of students had gathered about to watch her taking the short train, as her already damaged reputation was now permanently in shambles. She was a slut whore and everyone at Herbert Hoover High School either knew it or would soon know it as the twin stories of the gang bang under the bleachers and of her feeling herself up in class circulated the school.
Much to her chagrin, Mr. Vickers quietly dressed her down for flashing him during class. After the bell signaling the end of the school day, she hung back in the hopes that Vickers would want her, but he brushed her off, saying that he had to get to a dentist's appointment. She then sought out Mr. Wilkes, but his classroom was locked and he was long gone by that time. With all the guys at football practice, she knew her only option was just to walk home and pleasure herself.
She hadn't walked far when she heard her name being called. Turning she saw the Jeep and Ken's older brother Bubba waving to her. With unconcealed eagerness, she bounded over to the Jeep and hopped inside.
"How are ya doing, Mindy?" Bubba asked.
"Good! Gawd, am I glad to see you, Bubba," she gushed.
"Ya needed a ride that bad?"
"No, silly, I... but I was thinking that maybe, you know, you and me..."
"Say no more," Bubba said with a laugh. "Your place or mine?"
"How about your house?"
"Fine with me. You know, your folks are pretty cool. Ken and me expected a major blowout scene when your folks walked in. We couldn't believe it when your dad said that we should finish up with you. So... it's okay with them if ya get laid?"
"My dad... yeah, I suppose it is. My mom... I'm not so sure about her."
"Your dad's awesome! Never expected a reaction like that. He blew us away!"
A few minutes later and they pulled into the drive of Bubba Smith's house. Within five minutes of that, the sixth cock to slide into her hungry pussy that day as busy working bareback in her cock-loving cunt.
"Just where have you been, young lady?" her mother demanded when she walked into the house early that evening.
"I, I... I was at a friend's and lost track of time."
Looking up from his supper he father asked, "Boyfriend or girlfriend?"
Mindy didn't know what to say. She couldn't very well admit that she went home with Bubba to screw, and she couldn't admit that the reason that she was late was that Bubba's dad came home and took her in the ass while Bubba's dick filled her pussy for the third time. She was lucky to have gotten away at all... not that she really wanted to.
"We were worried sick that something had happened to you," her mother scolded. "I know you think that you're all grown up and don't need to check in, but I expect the courtesy of a phone call if you're going to be late."
"Yes, Ma'am," Mindy replied in a small voice. She correctly sensed that her mother was on the verge of exploding. "I'm sorry, Mama."
"I've told you before, Mindy, don't say you're sorry if you really aren't."
"Yes, Ma'am."
Her dad came to her rescue by telling her to "sit down and eat some supper." She sat and served herself, all the while expecting her mother to light into her.
To her relief, her dad changed the subject by asking her mother what she would like to do this weekend. Before Mindy had come home, they had already discussed and agreed to attending another weekend swingers party. It would be on the edge of town and they would be leaving Mindy home alone and they both knew what that meant. The deeper meaning of Ed's question wasn't lost on Wanda; Mindy would be on her own, making her own decisions about sex, just like Wanda was and her decision, they both knew, would be yes, yes, yes, yes.
"Do you have homework?" her mother asked as Mindy rinsed the supper dishes and loaded the dishwasher.
"Hmmm, I have a little bit," the girl replied.
"See to it that it all gets done. If I see your grades taking a nose dive, you'll be grounded. Do you understand me, young lady?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Now a Dr. White called before you came in; said something about needing a baby sitter. So who is this Dr. White?"
"Don'tyou remember Mama, I babysat for him before. Did he leave a number?"
"Yes. It's over by the telephone."
Finishing up the dishes, Mindy dialed the number. A man answered. "Hello, Dr. White? This is Mindy Miles. My mom said you called about a babysitting job?"
"Ah, Mindy! I'm so glad you called," the smooth male voice said over the handset.
Nervously Mindy glanced about the room to insure that she wasn't being overheard. Through the doorway she saw her mother and father sitting on the sofa talking.
"I, uh, need a babysitter this weekend. I'll pay you very well for your time."
'How good is this?' Mindy thought. 'I'll get to fuck and get paid doing it!' Suddenly she had the answer to her dilemma of not having her own cell phone, maybe this Dr. White would give her one.
"Which night to you need me?" she coyly asked.
"Which night are you free?"
Mindy quickly thought and remembered that she had promised John Jackson that he'd sit for them on Friday, Dora's birthday. "I'm available Saturday night," she answered knowing that she would regretfully have to miss the orgy the Knights had planned for that night, but if that was the price she'd have to pay to get her own phone, so be it. Besides she wouldn't really be missing out on a night of sex.
"That's perfect! I'll pick you up in the late afternoon, say around five. Now, what's that address again?"
Mindy was so looking forward to the weekend and her two "babysitting" jobs, that even the sniggers she received from all the other girls at school that morning didn't bother her like they would have a week ago. She had been expecting the whispers and disdainful looks after the two incidents at school yesterday and the night before she had steeled herself to expect them. 'Those uptight prissies don't know what they're missing,' she had rationalized. 'They can all go to hell!'
During class she was distracted by trying to recall and visualize what Dr. White's cock looked like when she had met him and had sex with him at Dr. Tubbs' office. She wasn't having much success, as the predominate recollection of her last visit with Dr. Tubbs was one of immediate and continuous orgasmic bliss. 'God, I can't wait for my next doctor's appointment,' she reflected with a giggle.
"Oh, my gawd, Mindy! You're such a slut! Gross! Stop playing with yourself! "
The comment jolted her out of her daydream about being on Dr. Tubbs' examination table as he did his research. To her horror, everyone sitting around her was staring at her and laughing at her. Thank goodness old Miss Battleaxe wasn't in the room at the moment!
"Hey, Mindy, is it true what you did under the bleachers yesterday after lunch?" someone asked.
"Yeah, it's true," another girl said. "I got it from a reliable source. What a whore!"
Embarrassed beyond measure, Mindy just wanted to melt into the floor to escape the contemptuous mocking that she was now receiving. Thankfully the old grumpy teacher came back into her classroom and quickly restored order. It was the first time Mindy was glad to see the old bag.
The next period wasn't any better. Everyone, it seemed, was whispering awful things about her, awful things that were in fact true, not that it made it any easier to take. By lunchtime she was determined to go home and never, ever, come back, but she ran into Mr. Wilkes who said he wanted a word with her. 'Yeah, he wants a word,' she thought both contemptuously and gleefully.
She followed him to his classroom. She started to close the door for privacy, but he ordered her to leave it open. In a low voice, so that they wouldn't be overheard, Mr. Wilkes got right to the point. "That little stunt you pulled under the bleachers yesterday has called undue attention to you. Feeling yourself up in class doesn't help either.
"Words for the wise, you little slut... watch yourself because you are now being closely watched. The principal is loathe to expel you based on rumors, but he will if reliable sources confirm your promiscuous behavior here at school. So, don't be fucking your boyfriends in the boiler room anymore, don't flash a bare beaver to Mr. Vickers in class anymore, and don't come in here for lunch or for any other reason anymore, and for god's sake, save the gang fucks for afterschool!"
"Does this mean we can't..."
"I'd love to, but it's too dangerous, you stupid little tart. Your reputation is hopelessly trashed around here. You might as well be radioactive as far as I'm concerned."
"What about after school?"
"Count me out... Vickers too. You're a fun girl, but you're too hot to touch, sweetie. So, do yourself a favor and knock off the sex stuff at school.
"Now, get your slutty ass out of here and be sure to keep your mouth shut."
As she scurried back out into hallway tears welled up in her eyes. By the time she made it to the cafeteria, she was sobbing.
"Hey, the new slut's here," one the boys at Mark's table commented.
"Leave her alone," said one the girls of the Purple Knights Slut Club.
"There, honey, don't worry about it," Jenny said. "I heard about the party at Kenny's. We all heard about it. I just wish I'd been there too, but that was all about you, sweetie. Officially you're now a Purple Knights Slut, so you can't worry about what other people think of you, especially the geeks around here; just worry about servicing these guys until the poor babies are too worn out to get it up again."
For some reason, Jenny's comment made her feel better, a lot better. "Yeah, you're right, Jen," Mindy sniffled. "Forget them! Forget all of them!"
"Hey!" called out one of the guys. "Who wants to do Mindy under the bleachers today?"
"No way!" Mindy snapped back. "I nearly got expelled! I'm being watched and I've been warned that if I get caught at school, I will be expelled."
"That's true for everybody," Mark observed, "not just you. You simply just don't get caught."
"Don't listen to him," Jenny interjected. "If they get caught, coach will protect them. If you or I got caught, we'd be out of here, just like Terri and Briana last year. No one protected them."
"How about the boiler room?" another guy asked with a laugh. Mindy and Jenny glared at the guy, not that he gave a damn what the two sluts thought about him. They were both for the taking... it wasn't a matter of if with either of them or any other Purple Knight Slut for that fact, it was just a matter of when and where. "I know; how about tonight we take you both out to the lake?"
"That's an idea," another boy added. "Maybe Mike will borrow his dad's van."
"We can just take them to Ken's," suggested a fourth boy.
"Naw, his old man will want a piece of both of them first," Mark commented.
"Hey, I'll bet they'll like that," interjected Kenny. "I'll get some brownie points with the old man too!"
The football players at Mark's table were a boisterous lot and couldn't care less that they were being overheard, after all it wasn't a crime to bang a slut afterschool, even if there were six of them... as long as the slut was willing and as Purple Knight Sluts, Mindy and Jenny were deemed to be willing at any given moment, night or day.
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