Britslut’s
Slutty Stories
Pupil – 7:
Graduation
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It was time for Carla’s formal presentation as a fully-fledged slut – rather like a debutante. I attend a private sex club every month, and it would be a good place to introduce her to the adult world of slut-hood. I judged that her body, and equally importantly her mind, were ready for it.
I made the arrangements with my friends; they all agreed that this was Carla’s night and that everything would be centred around her. We arrived about 9pm, just as the drinks were circulating and people were starting to shed their clothes. Under my cloak I wore only a black choker, black lace elbow-length gloves and black elastic-topped stockings – and spike heels of course. Carla was wearing a tight little black dress that would have been fit for any formal party but for the fact that it only reached from an inch below her nipples to an inch above her pussy. And for the fact that her hands were cuffed behind her back, causing her firm breasts to jut forward proudly. She walked carefully on her 6-inch heels, displaying her teenage charms to the admiring guests. Out of deference to her coming-out, none of them had brought their own sluts.
As usual, I had prepared my young girl’s body carefully. This time I had also used a bit of subtle makeup to highlight her nipples, labia and anus. I had also licked her repeatedly to the bring of orgasm, without letting her come, until the poor child was so horny she couldn’t think straight and her juices were visibly running down her legs.
On a dais was planted a large dildo, shaped like a blunt cone. At its widest point it was far bigger than anything I had tried to fit inside Carla. I told her to kneel above it and let it enter her pussy as she slowly lowered herself. There was a murmur of admiration from the watching guests as the girl’s labia slid around the widening plastic cone. She gave only a faint moan as her vagina was stretched around the unyielding object.
‘Now then, slut,’ I said, ‘I want you to fellate every man in this room. They’ve all been saving themselves for you so you should get a good load from each one. Isn’t that right, guys?’ There was a cheer from the dozen or so men in the audience, and the first one, naked already, stepped forward and presented his erection. Obediently Carla opened her mouth and took the organ between her lips, rocking her head back and forwards. I could see from the expression of bliss on the man’s face that the cock-sucking skills I had taught her were being put to good use.
I knelt behind her and touched her clit softly, gently pushing her downwards so that the cone dilated her pussy even more.
‘Good girl,’ I whispered. ‘You don’t have to swallow it all. Just keep your mouth open.’
Within a very few minutes the man was overcome by the feel of Carla’s hot mouth around his cock and his hips jerked and I saw his balls contract. I almost felt the jet of spunk blast against the back of Carla’s throat. Simultaneously I assaulted her clit and the girl shook as her long-delayed orgasm exploded. Loud moans came from her mouth and the cock, still spurting , flailed around, sending ropes of semen over her face and neck. The climax made her lose control of her thigh muscles and all her weight fell onto the cone buried in her pussy, driving it deeper into the tautly stretched orifice.
As soon as the man had finished coming, he was replaced by another, already erect. Several of the women were acting as ‘fluffers’, keeping the men hard with their mouths until it was their turn – not that it was really necessary, for the sight of Carla’s young body, dripping with sperm, sinking down onto the dildo was enough to get any man hard.
She took the next cock deep into her mouth and worked on it eagerly. I stood up and another woman took my place, keeping the girl’s clit on the boil so that her next orgasm would coincide with another explosion of semen. This time she managed to swallow the first spurt, but then the climax overwhelmed her conscious reflexes and her face and breasts were adorned with more strings of whiteness.
This cycle continued until every man had unloaded the contents of his balls either into or onto the teenager – mostly the latter. At some point someone rolled her dress down around her hips to let the rivers of spunk slide down her stomach. And at each climax her pussy was stretched a little bit further until most of the cone had disappeared into her.
We lifted her off and laid her on her back. Her vagina was a great gaping hole. The women knelt around, eagerly licking the spunk off her body, and then dribbling it from their mouths into hers. They kissed and licked and sucked every inch of her, transferring it all into her waiting mouth, until her body was clean, but wet, and she had ingested all the semen that had been hosed over her.
That was only the first part. We held her with her legs wide and high and one by one the men, by now newly erect and ready, fed their cocks into her anus and fucked her arse without a heed for her youth or relative inexperience. But before they felt the rising tide of their second orgasm, they would pull out and quickly enter one of the other women, sometimes their pussy but mostly their arse, depositing their loads deep inside. That woman then squatted over Carla’s face and let the girl tease her tongue into the entrance, releasing the stored fluids which then cascaded into the slut’s mouth. In this way she received all the second round of male emissions also.
While the men recovered, Carla was encouraged to eat the pussy of one woman while another knelt behind her and fisted her still-loose vagina. Several of the women ejaculated, as I did, drenching my slut’s face with their fluids, and careful fisting of her G-spot provoked some fairly fierce orgasms from the young thing. Some of my female friends were so impressed by her pussy-eating talents that they came back for a second go.
By now most of the men were hard again (helped, it must be said, by some expert fellatio from us older women). Carla was placed on her hands and knees, a large knobbly vibrator fed into her puss, and one by one the men took their pleasure in her arse. Of course, having come twice already, they could last a long time, and the girl’s anus was huge and tender by the time the last man had deposited another gout of semen in her rectum.
As her owner, it was then my privilege to clamp my lips over her hole and suck out the mixed sperm – her own orgasmic spasms helping to squirt it into my mouth. I kissed her tenderly, pushing the bolus of thick silky semen into her mouth, and felt her swallow it down.
That more or less ended Carla’s graduation as a slut. I undid her cuffs and massaged her wrists. There was scattered applause as she tried to stand but was too exhausted. She lay on the floor, smeared with fluids, dozing, her holes still dilated, while the rest of us paired or tripled off to perform various acts – I have to say that the men were pretty much spent and it was left to us women to rack up the orgasm score.
Later, as I was lying in the arms of a couple of my female friends, Carla climbed onto the bed and snuggled on top of me.
‘Did I do all right?’ she whispered.
‘I’m proud of you,’ I said, caressing her shoulders. ‘You’re a proper slut now.’
‘Can I ask a favour?’
‘Of course. What is it?’ I expected her to ask to go home and to bed, for her body had truly been tested to its limits.
‘I’m so horny. Can I sit on your face?’
last modified 4 September 2005