A Slut Not A Whore

I came home and could hear the unmistakable sounds of my wife getting fucked. That wasn't unusual; my wife is the biggest slut in Crenshaw County, Alabama and I wouldn't have it any other way. She's fucked just about every man in Luverne, and those that she hasn't are just the ones she hasn't met yet.

After setting my keys down and kicking off my boots, I headed upstairs to see who my wife had gotten into bed today. I opened our bedroom door to find my own father cramming his cock down my wife's obscenely stretched asshole. This also wasn't unusual; my pa had fucked my wife before I even did and was a frequent bedmate of hers. Shit, he even introduced us.

During the winter of my tenth year in school (our school was K-12), I was still a virgin. I was a tall, lanky kid with no girl, little money, and fewer prospects for either. I lived alone with my pa; my ma had run off when I was a kid and we never heard from since. I don't remember much about my ma, but my pa always said she was wild and that's why she run off.

I played basketball during the winter and was good enough to make the varsity squad, but not good enough to do anything but ride the bench back then. Most places that would have been enough to get me some pussy, but not in Alabama where football is king. My pa was good about coming to my games though. He always cheered and hollered whenever the coach let me play for a minute or two.

Pa didn't like basketball much, he preferred football, but he was still proud of me for playing. We were about the same height, but pa is much bulkier than I am. He played football in high school and I think he was a bit disappointed that I could never make the team.

After one game where I got to play a good amount of time and the team won, pa went out to meet some buddies at the local bar after he dropped me off at home. I was sixteen and had just got my license, but we could only afford one car and that car belonged to pa. He only let me borrow it if he wasn't gonna use it.

Pa and his buddies were drinking and having a good time, when a girl walks into the bar. She was too young to be in there and the owner tried to shoo her out, but she whispered something to him and he took her to the back. In less than a minute it was obvious what the two of them were doing as they could hear her moaning and groaning in the back room.

A couple minutes later the bar owner came back out with a shit eating grin on his face and said the girl was willing to take on all comers, but only one at a time. Of course all the guys lined up to take their turns. Pa was about fifth or sixth and he thought by the time he got his turn she would be worn out, but he was pleasantly surprised to find her very energetic and possessing the finest pussy he'd ever dipped his dick in. After he was finished, he took his time getting dressed and started telling her about me and how I was a virgin and asked her if she'd like to come home with him and help me out. She agreed to come after she was finished with all the patrons in the bar.

At about 2 AM that morning, my pa woke me up. "Scotty, Scotty boy, wake up," he said shaking me. I groggily opened my eyes. I could tell he'd been drinking. "I brought you somethin'," he said jerking his head towards my bedroom door.

In the doorframe was Abigail Jackson, a new ninth grader from my school. She was one of the prettiest girls in school; slim but not skinny, blonde hair, hazel eyes, a mouthwatering ass, and tits that were a perfect handful. Most of the guys in school thought she was out of their league until the rumors started. All the other girls started calling her a whore. One of my friends took the rumors seriously and offered her money for sex. He got a slap in his face for an answer which confused everyone. I ignored her and the rumors after that.

I was confused seeing her standing in my room that night. My paw saw the look on my face. "She's here to make a man outta you boy," he slurred.

"Did you get me a whore Pa?" I whispered as I glanced at Abigail.

"She's a slut, boy, not a whore," my dad said sternly. "Whores only do it for money, sluts do it 'cause it feels good. Don't you forget it. Now, if you don't want her, I'll take her back to my room..."

"No...no I want her," I stammered.

Pa just smiled at me and left. I apologized to Abigail for the 'whore' comment. She walked into my room with a smile on her face. "It's okay," she said. "Young guys don't understand." She quickly took control, and before I knew it, I was standing in front of her in nothing but my underwear with an obvious erection bulging out.

She giggled and took hold of my cock through my boxers. "Very nice," she said as she stroked me a few times before pulling my shorts down. I couldn't believe I was naked in front of an actual girl, let alone one as hot as Abigail. She pushed me down on the bed so I was sitting, knelt between my legs, and proceeded to give me my first blowjob. After feeling her mouth on my cock, it was hard to imagine my hand ever satisfying me again. I came after only a few minutes and she swallowed everything I had to give her expertly.

She continued sucking and cleaning my cock until I was hard again and then had me scoot up on the bed. I watched as she tore off her clothes and saw her nude for the first time. My cock throbbed at the site as she revealed herself to me.

She straddled me on the bed and lowered her pussy on my cock. I was in heaven! As good as her mouth was, it couldn't compare to how her pussy felt; hot, wet, slick, and tight all at the same time. Her pussy slid down my entire cock on the first try, then gripped me like a hand while I was buried inside her. It was amazing. There is nothing that can compare to the first time you get your dick inside pussy.

I only lasted about a minute before I was spewing another load inside her. She laughed, rolled off, and lay down beside me. She asked if she could take a nap for awhile because her night's activity had worn her out. I didn't mind. She looked like an angel sleeping next to me. I woke a couple hours later and my cock was hard again. She was still sleeping, but didn't protest when I crawled on top of her.

As my cock slid into her again, I knew I was in love. She felt the same as she had before, but this time I prepared myself and lasted a little longer. Afterwards, we slept again for a few more hours before we got up. My pa wasn't awake so I borrowed his keys and drove her home. I dropped her off a block from her house since she was supposed to be staying at a friend's. Before she got out of the truck I asked if she wanted to go out on a date that night. She looked surprised, but agreed. I told her I'd pick her up at seven.

When I asked Pa if I could borrow the truck later, he asked why. I told him I had a date with Abigail. He gave me a serious look and said, "You goin' on a date with that girl? I don't think that's a good idea Scotty Boy."

"Why not, Pa?" I asked him.

"Sluts like her ain't good for dating; just fuckin'." he responded.

"Why ain't sluts good for datin', Pa?" I asked.

"Cause they ain't! A slut can't keep her legs closed. She'll bring you nothin' but heartache, boy. Trust me, I know. Your ma was the same way. You can't change a slut," he told me.

Pa had never spoken about why my ma left, so I knew he was trying to tell me the truth, but I didn't care. "I don't want her to change, Pa. I like her just fine the way she is."

To this day, I remember the skeptical look on his face as he said I could borrow the truck. I guess he realized there was nothing he could say that would change my mind. Whenever I was stubborn, my pa let me figure out things the hard way.

I picked Abigail up at seven at her house. I even met her own pa, who seemed excited that his daughter was going on an actual date. I figured he must have known what kind of slut his daughter was and was happy that she just wasn't going out to get banged by a couple guys.

Abigail seemed surprised when we went out to dinner and then a movie. Before the movie started she looked at me with tears in her eyes and asked why I was treating her so nice. I told her I liked her and wanted to spend time with her. She said that after guys found out she would fuck for nothing, that that's all they wanted to do; no one else wanted to take her on an actual date. I asked her to be my girlfriend and with more tears in her eyes she said 'yes', but that she didn't think she could change. I told her the same thing that I told my pa, that I didn't want her to. We watched the entire movie holding hands.

After the movie I did take her back to my house to fuck; I mean if a girl's willing you'd be dumb not too. When we got there my pa was there with some friends playing poker at the kitchen table. This wasn't uncommon and sometimes they even let me play, so I didn't think much of it when we walked in. I introduced Abigail to them and they hardly paid us any attention, but before we could head upstairs to my room, my uncle Scott asked if I could sit in for him while he hit the head. Now my uncle Scott isn't my real uncle, but he's been friends with my pa since they were in grade school and I'm named after him. He's big, like my pa, and now that he's older he's got quite a beer gut hanging down in front of him.

"I gotta drain the lizard Scotty Boy. You don't mind, do ya?" he asked. I told him I didn't and took his seat at the table while Abigail waited for me in the living room. I could hear Uncle Scott say something to Abigail before he headed upstairs to the bathroom but there was too much distance and too many walls between for me to make out what he said. I didn't think much of it, figured he was just saying hello again, until about five minutes later when the wailing and sound of pounding bedsprings drifted down from my room.

It took me a moment to realize what the noise was, but when I did, I looked at the other guys faces to see if they noticed. I'm sure they did, how could they not, but they never let it show. The only face that looked any different was my pa's and he seemed to be staring at me to gauge my reaction. The fact that Uncle Scott was upstairs banging my girlfriend didn't bother me, except that I wasn't up there to watch it.

After about ten minutes of steady banging, Uncle Scott let out a loud groan. A few minutes later he came back downstairs alone. I gave him his spot back and was anxious to get upstairs after listening to them fuck, but another of pa's friends, Curt, asked me to take his spot while he hit the head. I was about to say no, but I looked at my pa and could see he was judging me, so I agreed and took his spot.

Of course, a few minutes later the wailing and creaky bedsprings could be heard again. The guys all seemed to ignore it again and spent their time talkin' and playin' cards. Uncle Scott never acknowledged that anything other than pissing happened upstairs. Curt was much quieter, and the only indication we had that he had finished was the squeaky bedsprings going quiet.

All my pa's buddies took a turn and I played for them while they fucked my new girlfriend. Even my pa's old Negro friend, Jasper, went upstairs. He taught my pa everything about logging when my pa was only a few years older than me. He had long since retired and had to be around seventy years old, but he put all the rest to shame and fucked her the longest.

After all his friends were done, I thought it would be my turn, but my pa also asked me to sit in for him while he took a break. I listened with a painfully erect cock while my pa had his way with my girlfriend in my room. He came down when he was finished and I finally was able to rush upstairs to Abigail. I took the steps two at a time. My bedroom door was wide open, which explained why I was able to hear them so well, but I was disappointed to see that Abigail had just about finished dressing.

"I'm sorry Scotty, but you promised my pa you'd have me home by eleven," she said when she looked up. "If we leave now we will make it just in time." She could obviously see the disappointed look on my face because she apologized again. "I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you in the truck."

I wasn't quite sure what she meant, but quickly found out. As soon as I started to pull out of the driveway, she unzipped my pants and started sucking my cock. She teased and played with my cock the whole drive back to her house. She kept me on the brink of cumming until we were a block away and then furiously started swallowing my cock. I exploded into her mouth as we reached the curbside in front of her house.

I escorted her to the front door where we were met by her father who was ecstatic that I had gotten her home on time and invited me to take his daughter out any time. He really seemed to like me and was happy that I wanted to date his little girl so I asked Abigail what she was doing the next day. She said she had church in the morning but we could hang out after that.

When I got home, I asked my pa if I could borrow the truck the next day but he said he needed to run errands. I went to my room and called Abigail and asked her if she had a bike. She did so I said that we'd be riding bikes tomorrow. She said it sounded like fun. I flopped down in my bed and prepared for sleep, but the sheets were wet in several places. I bent down and smelled one of the spots and got a strong waft of cum and realized what the spots were. I had to strip all the sheets off my bed, and because I didn't have any replacements, had to sleep with only a blanket that night. I didn't mind much, I was on too much a euphoric high because everything seemed to be going so well with Abigail.

The next day, I rode my bike over to Abigail's right after church got out. My pa and I didn't go, but I knew what time it was over because I was always waiting for my friends. We rode our bikes to Turner Park and hung out all day. I got to know all about her and her past. She started having sex a year before with a cousin who was visiting from out of town. She had been curious ever since she knew what it was and had masturbated several times a day every day. She ended up seducing her cousin, who was a couple years older, and after that, found she couldn't get enough.

She had originally gone to the only other school in Luverne, a private school, and had started fucking the boys there. She graduated to some of the male teachers and even the principal but it all came to an end when she propositioned the wrong teacher. The teacher went to the principal and the school Board of Directors. The principal, fearful of a scandal that could cost him his job, quietly suggested to her parents that the private school wasn't the best for her and asked them to take her out of school or she would face a hearing that could expose her sordid behavior. Her parents readily agreed and she enrolled in my school.

She started making her way through the boys at school but so far had avoided the teachers so there wouldn't be a repeat of what happened at her old school. She had missed having sex with grown men though and that's how she ended up at the bar where she met my pa. She wasn't ashamed or embarrassed by the things she'd done, and I told her she didn't have to be.

When I asked her why she had sex with all those guys, she told me she needed it. It was much more than a craving; once a sexual thought got into her head she had to have sex or she'd go insane. She said that the first thought she had about every boy or man she met was 'what would sex be like with him'. Most of the time she quickly found out. She said the only way a man could turn her off was by calling her a whore. She saw whores as liars out to get money and that sex should be between two people who were giving themselves to the act freely.

She asked me again if it bothered me that she was a slut. I told her it didn't and that it never would as long as she was there for me when I needed her. She said that made her glad because she really liked me and wanted to stay my girlfriend. I told her she always would be as long as she didn't lie to me or try to hide what she was up to. She didn't have to give me a blow by blow account of her activities, but if I asked she had to be truthful. I didn't want to be some oblivious cuckold who everyone laughed at behind his back. She agreed, and promised she would never do that to me, and to this day she hasn't.

After the park, we went back to my house. Pa was back from running his errands, and a few minutes after Abigail and I were through the door, he was leading her upstairs for a fuck; he called it his 'finder's fee'. Abigail didn't protest so neither did I. He took her to his own room this time which I was a little grateful for so that he didn't mess up my bed again. I was tempted to take a peak once they got started, but my pa had shut his door which I knew meant he would be pissed if I intruded.

They were in his room for a good amount of time, but when Abigail came out alone I had plenty of time to get a fuck from her too. She didn't even bother to get dressed when she came out of his room, she was just carrying her clothes in her hands like it was the most natural thing in the world. I took her to my room and finally got to fuck her again. God almighty, she felt just as good as the first time. I managed to fuck her twice before she had to go home. I threw her bike in the back of Pa's truck and drove her home instead of riding because we were so tired after fucking. When we got to her house, she kissed me on the cheek and said she'd see me at school the next day.

We were an item from then on. All the girls avoided us at school, and the guys who had girlfriends avoided us too so they wouldn't get in trouble. Most of my friends were outsiders like me so they were unattached and had no problem hanging out with me and Abigail. All of them fucked her at one time or another although none of them talked about it. When I asked Abigail she said my friends weren't as sexually secure as we were and were too embarrassed to talk about it. She made me promise not to bring it up to them because she didn't want me scaring them off and losing her primary source of different cock.

She would meet me after basketball practice in different clothes she had worn to school which was usually a good indicator that she had been fucking. A lot of the time it was with one of my friends, but sometimes she managed to get some other boy from school to fuck her, or have a random encounter with an adult male. I ran long distance during track season, so this pattern continued as the school year went on.

After practice we'd head back to my house. My pa was usually home and most evenings he'd take her upstairs for his 'finder's fee'. If any of his buddies were with him, they'd take her one after the other. Despite all the fucking she was doing I never got to see her in action until her fifteenth birthday which was a few days after school let out for summer.

I was invited over to her house for dinner and cake. It was just me, her, and her parents since I was her only real friend. Abigail and I were set to go to a movie after the cake and her father extended her curfew to 2 AM. After the movie, we went parking at a local spot popular to teens. Luckily for us it was deserted when we arrived.

We started making out and I had just got her shirt off when we could see headlights approaching. It was the cops of course. They had been doing regular patrols since someone had left behind drug paraphernalia a few weeks before. All my friends were dateless dorks so I had no one to let me know about it. Abigail managed to get her shirt back on before they pulled up, but it didn't do us any good. We both ended up in cuffs, me bent over the hood of the cop car and her in the back seat. They couldn't search her since they were both men, but one of them searched me well enough while the other one talked to her through the open back door of their patrol car. They kept their engine running so I couldn't hear a word that he said to her, but I could guess because the cop searching me asked me all sorts of questions about drugs and such.

Once he was satisfied I wasn't carrying nothing he just held me down on the hood of their car with one hand while his partner finished talking to Abigail. Once he was finished he motioned for the one holding me to follow him a ways. I was told to stay where I was, but where was I going to go? My hands were cuffed behind my back and I wasn't going to leave Abigail anyway.

The two cops whispered between themselves for a minute and seemed to come to a decision. They came back to the car and the one cop put his hand back on my back while the other crawled into the backseat with Abigail. Her hands were un-cuffed and then she disappeared as she lay back on the seat and the cop hovered over her. I couldn't see much because the front seats and cage were in the way, but my cock throbbed and ached as I caught glimpses of them between the cracks. I almost exploded in my pants when I saw Abigail's leg rise up and rest on the edge of the cage to give the cop better access to her pussy. I kept my eyes glued to her beautiful calf as it moved with the rhythm of their fucking. The car rocked back and forth on its shocks as he fucked my young girlfriend.

The other cop took a turn after the first was finished, of course, and I was treated to a repeat of the voyeuristic show. When it was over they released us and thanked us for being so cooperative. They said it was good to see young kids like us having a good time without doing drugs or alcohol, and invited us, especially Abigail, to visit them at the station any time. Later, Abigail told me the cops were going to let us go since we didn't have any drugs on us but that she had wanted to fuck them first. She had never done a cop before.

We went back to my place after that and fucked until it was time to take her home. My pa was home, but since it was her birthday, for once he didn't ask for his 'finder's fee'. Not that Abigail or I would have minded, but it was kinda nice having her all to myself after the adventure with the cops.

That summer was the best summer of my young life. There's nothing like being young and newly in love. Abigail and I hung out every day. Both of her parents worked so we'd spend most days at her house hanging out and fucking, or at my house if she was itching to get some dick from Pa.

It was another month before I got to see Abigail fucking again. We had gone to a local swimming hole with my buddy Tom. When we got there it was crowded with kids and even a few young adults in their twenties. Tom and I jumped into the water to swim and play, while Abigail stayed on the bank to sun herself. We were busy playing a game of Marco-Polo with some other kids from school when I suddenly realized Abigail wasn't on the bank anymore. I asked Tom if he knew where she was and his face turned bright red as he told me he'd seen her go off with a couple of older guys.

I was eager to see Abigail in action again and hauled myself out of the water determined to find them. Tom, not knowing if I was angry or not, followed me out of some sense of loyalty even though he had fucked Abigail himself several times. Once we got away from the noise of the kids playing in the swimming hole, they weren't hard to find. All we had to do was follow the sounds of flesh slapping on flesh.

They weren't doing a very good job of hiding if that was their intention. They were in a small clearing within the trees a short ways from the swimming hole in the opposite direction of the road so they were probably pretty sure no one would head their way. Except the guys didn't count on the boyfriend of the teenage girl they were fucking to come looking for her.

Abigail was on her hands and knees while one of the two guys was pounding her from behind. The other one was standing in front of her getting his dick sucked. She had had enough sense to bring her towel with her so that her knees didn't get tore up. She was still wearing her bikini, but they had pulled her tits out of the top and her bottoms were pulled to the side to give the guy banging her access to her pussy.

Tom looked at me with an expression that was part apology and part fear. I'm sure he thought I was going to charge over and pick a fight with the two guys. They weren't much taller than me, but they were much bulkier than my sixteen year old frame and there was no doubt who would win in a fight. To put Tom's mind at ease, and because it was what I most wanted to do at that moment, I pulled out my throbbing cock and started jacking off. Tom looked at me in confusion and then back at the Abigail fucking the two guys. I could tell he wanted to free his own cock too but he was too scared or insecure. He tried to hide behind a tree and peek at them while I stood right in the open. I quickly came and shot my spunk against a tree while we watched them.

They never noticed us while they were fucking. In fact, the first guy dumped a load in her pussy and then they changed places without noticing we were standing there. It wasn't until they had both dropped a load in her and were pulling up their shorts that they saw us.

"Get out of here twerps!" one of them yelled at us and started moving toward us threateningly. Abigail turned over onto her ass and looked at who the guys were yelling at.

"It's all right," she said to the guys, "they're cool."

The guys relaxed and continued putting themselves back together. "Friends of yours?" one of the asked.

"Yeah," she said. "He's my boyfriend," she told them pointing at me. "He doesn't mind if I fuck other guys."

They saw my spent cock hanging out of my shorts. "What is he, some kind of wimp?" one asked.

"No," she said, "and don't call him that. He's more of a man than you are." The guys looked like they wanted to prove that they were better by beating me and Tom to a pulp but Abigail said to them, "Why don't the two of you leave. You're finished anyways." They looked at her, then back at us but didn't move. "Leave now, or I'll start yelling rape," she said to them.

The guys left and one of them shouldered me on their way back to the swimming hole. "I'm sorry they were such jerks Scotty," Abigail apologized after they were gone. "Did you like the show?" she asked.

All I could do was nod in assent as I watched a wet spot appear on the front of her bikini bottoms as she sat there with her legs spread. I guess she wanted more, because she looked at the spent condition of my cock and then motioned for Tom to come towards her. Tom walked towards her as if she were pulling on a string; like he didn't want to but he had no choice. I'm not sure where his reluctance came from. Had I been able, I would have been on her in a second.

As soon as he was close enough, Abigail's hand was down his shorts, fishing out his hard cock. "Let's give him another show Tom," she said as she took him in her mouth. After a little sucking, Tom was between her legs fucking her for all he was worth. I didn't hang back like I had while those other two guys were fucking her; I got right up close and watched my slut girlfriend fuck. It was quite a site to see and something I will remember for the rest of my life. Tom stuck around and watched me fuck her after he was finished and then the three of us went home.

Abigail didn't slow down after the new school year started. I ran on the cross country team during the fall so she went back to her routine of fucking someone right after school, meeting me after practice, and then going home with me to fuck my pa and me. About midway through the quarter she told me she was getting bored and needed to fuck some new adult cock. It wasn't that she wasn't getting satisfied, she was just craving something new and different.

She got this crazy idea to go down to a truck stop in Evergreen about an hour's drive away and service the truck drivers passing through. I was game to try it, so one Saturday we told her parents we were going out for a date and would be home late. Her ma and pa still liked me even though they knew the two of us were sexually active. I think they thought that if she was with me she at least wasn't sleeping around with a bunch of other guys. We told my pa the truth since we were borrowing his truck and I figured at least one adult should know where we would be in case we had trouble.

We thought it'd be best to head there in the evening thinking around that time trucks might be stopping for the night. We got to the stop around 6 PM and there wasn't too much activity. The stop wasn't much more than a gas station with a mini-mart attached to it, but inside the mini-mart was a Subway sandwich shop so there were a few places to sit. Outside the mini-mart was a gravel lot for trucks and trailers to park. There were a couple of trailers but no trucks.

We went inside and not knowing what else to do we ordered a couple of subs. There was one guy behind the mini-mart counter, and one guy manning the Subway half of the shop. We sat and ate our subs as slowly as we could, waiting for a truck driver to appear. We hadn't even discussed how Abigail would approach one when it came to it.

The two guys running the place began to sense that we were there for more than just a rest break and finally the guy running the mini-mart asked us if there was something he could help us with. I asked him if a lot of truck drivers passed through, and if they did, when they usually showed up. The guy looked from me to Abigail and asked if I was her pimp and if she was a Lot Lizard. Neither one of us knew what a Lot Lizard was and the guy could see our confusion.

"A Lot Lizard's a skank who trolls truck stops looking to take advantage of the drivers," he said. "Sometimes money, sometimes a ride, sometimes stealing shit..." he added.

We told them we weren't looking for money, we had our own ride, and we didn't steal. "I just want to offer them a good time," Abigail added.

Both guys eyed us skeptically and finally the mini-mart guy asked Abigail, "What do you get out of it?"

"I like sex," she told him with a smile.

He turned to me and asked, "What about you?" I told him I liked to watch her have sex.

"You willing to prove that?" he asked us.

"Of course," Abigail told him.

He invited us to the backroom with him. Abigail walked by his side, while I walked behind. I felt a surge in my cock when he put his hand on her ass. "How old are you sweetheart?" he asked.

"Does it matter?" Abigail asked back.

"Guess not," the guy said.

"What about me?" the Subway guy yelled at us.

"You can have her after I'm finished," the mini-mart guy told him.

The back room contained little more than wood shelves lined with all the gum, chips, candy, and beef jerky that didn't fit on the sales floor. There was one small desk that that was covered with a mess of papers that looked like a catch-all for all the stuff they didn't want to deal with. The guy looked at her expectantly and Abigail casually removed her shorts and placed her hands on the desk bent over.

Abigail always says she prefers men between thirty five and fifty because they have enough experience to be good and still have enough stamina to last a long time. She also says that looks don't matter. This guy was perfect for her then. He looked to be in his early forties, balding, with a slight pot belly and a face only a mother could love. He fucked Abigail for a long time though and was able to give her several orgasms while managing to hold his off.

We later found out his name was Sam, and the Subway guy's name was Willy. Sam sent Willy to the back after he had finished and Willy fucked her too. Willy wasn't much older than Abigail and me, probably in his early twenties. He was like me and my friends; a little too eager and way too quick. But Abigail would never turn a dick away that was hard and ready for her.

After both guys had their turns at fucking my girlfriend we went back out into the main shop. Sam told us he'd got on the CB and spread the word about Abigail. He said that most drivers were suspicious but a few might show up just to check it out. He also said the two trailers belonged to truckers that had driven their cabs over to the Econo Lodge across the street and he thought one of them might be interested if we could wait until he came back in the morning. We told him we had to leave by midnight so we couldn't.

Sam and Willy were much more relaxed after that. I'm not sure whether it was from fucking Abigail or knowing that we were for real. It seemed like we waited for ever for someone to show and I was beginning to get worried that we'd have to leave, but around 8 a truck finally pulled in. Sam said it was one of his regulars and that he had responded to the call out for Abigail.

He was a big bear of a man with a long grey beard. He glanced at me and Abigail as he entered then walked over to Sam. He whispered something to Sam while looking our way out of the corner of his eye. After a few seconds Sam motioned for us to follow the guy to the back.

The truck driver never said a word to Abigail or me, and Abigail sensing that it was better to stay quiet didn't say nothing either. She did the same routine that she had with Sam and Willy; pulled her shorts down and leaned over the desk. The driver dropped his pants to his knees, pulled his thick stubby cock out of his grimy underwear, and started fucking her. You wouldn't have thought it to look at him, but the guy sure knew how to fuck. Abigail came twice while he was with her and he lasted a good long while. I was rock hard and stroking my cock the whole time. I even came once while he drilled her and had to catch it with my hand.

When he was finished he left without still saying anything. It took Abigail a moment to collect herself. When he got back out to the shop the guy was gone, probably to the cab of his truck, but Sam said the driver would spread the word about the whole thing being real and confirm that Abigail was a good fuck. He also said that since the drivers usually planned their routes ahead of time, we might not get too many stopping tonight, but that if she could plan on coming back some other night he was sure we'd get a lot of guys to stop.

Two more drivers showed up and each one took Abigail to the back room while I watched. It was all very surreal, but I wished there were more. Sam and Willy both took another turn with her before we left which helped make up for the lack of drivers. We promised Sam we'd come back the next week and told him we hoped we had a line waiting the whole night next time.

For a while, we went back to the truck stop every Saturday night and eventually she did draw enough men to have a line out the door. We still go back once a month and let Sam know ahead of time so he can spread the word.

The rest of our school days were filled with a lot of the same stuff. Abigail had sex with someone different nearly every day and with me and Pa in the evenings. I eventually graduated and had to make a choice between college and going to work. My grades weren't quite good enough to get a scholarship and Pa didn't have enough money to pay for it so I decided to go to work. Besides, it would have meant leaving Abigail behind and I didn't want to do that at all!

I started logging with Pa and Uncle Scott to make money and have been doing it since. When I was able to afford it, I got my own place. I'm not sure if Pa was more upset about me leaving, or the fact that he was going to miss out on his near daily dose of Abigail's pussy. He didn't go completely cold turkey though. He showed up at least once every weekend to collect his 'finder's fee'. The first time, he took Abigail to my bedroom and shut the door. I waited until I could hear them get started then I went up and went in the room. Pa cursed at me and told me to get out, but I told him it was my house and my rules. I think he respected me a little more after that, even if he was uncomfortable fucking my girlfriend in front of me. One thing is for sure, he never fucked Abigail at my place without me watching again.

I was never sure what Abigail got to during the day after school, but I picked her up and took her out every evening. On the day she graduated I proposed, and she made me the happiest man on earth when she said yes. Her pa was happy too. I don't think he ever thought his little girl would settle down and what he doesn't know about the truth won't hurt him.

Abigail's parents insisted we get counseling from the preacher at their church and have him perform the wedding. They said he had helped Abigail so much with some of her past problems that he was like a member of their family. In all the time I dated Abigail, I had never been to church with them, but since Pa and I didn't go I thought theirs would be as good as any.

We went to church a few weeks later. Abigail and I had a meeting set up with the pastor after services were over. I found out why Pa never went to church. I was bored as anything just sitting there listening to the man drone on and on for what seemed like forever.

After service, Abigail and I went to the preacher's office for the counseling session. It seemed like another long wait for the preacher who no doubt had to shake hands and kiss babies as the rest of the people left. He finally showed up and gave Abigail a big hug in greeting. They made chit chat for a while as the man asked after her ma and pa and her plans now that school was over.

"Abigail has told me so much about you Scott, and that you are aware of her special needs," he said to me. The way he said the last bit made me know he was talking about her need for cock. I told him I knew and that Abigail and I had no secrets. "Good," he said. "When her parents first sent her to me I was perplexed and struggled to find a cure for what I thought was some sort of affliction. After some reflection I came to understand that Abigail was just as God made her, and therefore her desires came from God. Who was I to try to deny them and take them away from her? So when we are together, I let her have the freedom to act on them."

When he finished talking, Abigail gave me a wicked smile and sank to her knees in front of the preacher. She pulled his zipper down and started giving him one of her sloppiest blowjobs. The preacher sighed and looked down at her with a fatherly expression as he stroked her hair. "She never seems to get enough, does she?" he said quietly. My cock had gotten hard so I pulled it out and started stroking it. "Her parents never understood her. You have to keep her well supplied with cock or she'll go mad. You can do that can't you Scott?"

"Yes sir," I told him.

"Good," he said. He pulled Abigail's head by her hair and had her stand up. "Of course, I'd like her to still come by for our sessions together. I need to make sure she's doing well."

"Of course," I said beating my cock faster.

"Have you ever fucked her ass?" he asked me as he directed Abigail to bend over his desk.

"No," I answered. Back then I had often thought about it, but her pussy was so good that I didn't want to bring it up in case she said no.

"It took me a while," the preacher said, "but eventually I couldn't resist anymore. Now I have to have it," he admitted.

Abigail was wearing a dress, and the preacher raised it above her waist exposing her bottom and thighs and revealing that she had gone to church without any panties. His cock had still been wet from the sucking but I was still surprised when he pushed it into her ass hole without any other lubrication. Abigail gave a little grunt, but otherwise didn't show any signs of it being painful, and judging by the expression on her face as he crammed his meat down her hole, she enjoyed it.

I watched the preacher fuck her ass for about fifteen minutes. After he came down her hole she licked his cock clean and put it away for him. He said he was worried I wouldn't understand about Abigail's needs, but after meeting me he was certain she and I would have a wonderful life together. He patted Abigail on the head, shook my hand, and sent us on our way after agreeing to perform the ceremony.

I rushed Abigail back to my place and fucked her ass as soon as we were through the door. I didn't think anything could be better than her pussy but I was wrong; her ass was the best out of her three holes, especially after another man's shot his cum inside and slicked it up for you. I asked her why she never told me about the preacher and the ass fucking, and she said that she wasn't hiding it from me, but that I never asked. She said she was sorry she never offered me her ass before, but that she thought I was one of those guys who gets turned off by it because I never tried. My pa came over later that afternoon and I told him about the preacher and fucking her ass and he had to try it out too. After that day my pa and I fucked her in the ass regularly.

Abigail and her ma planned most of the wedding. My pa and my friends insisted on throwing me a bachelor party. They tried to keep the details secret from me but I overheard one conversation where someone asked about a stripper for entertainment. "We don't need no stripper," my dad said, "We have Abigail!"

The bachelor party was two nights before the wedding in case things went wrong, or right depending on how you look at it, and we got too drunk to do anything the next day. We went out to a bar and got hammered for a few hours. I was beginning to think that the party was pretty lame when Pa said it was over. I was a bit disappointed until I realized that everyone was going to Pa's house except for the couple of Abigail's relatives that had been at the bar.

Everyone gathered in Pa's living room and Pa had me sit in a chair and told me not to get up. It was very cramped but the floor in front of me was left open. Suddenly, the guys start cheering and Abigail comes waltzing down the stairs but it wasn't to do a strip show because she was already naked! She told me she knew how much I liked to watch her fuck so she was going to fuck everyone right in front of me.

Anyone that didn't want to participate was asked to leave and of course no one did. Blankets were thrown on the floor at my feet and Abigail laid back and started fucking and sucking. I had a front row seat as she drained everyone dry on the floor. Almost all the guys had a second go at her too. The gangbang lasted for hours and my cock was hard and in my hand the entire time. I even shot a load about an hour into the debauchery. Most of it landed on Abigail.

She was still fucking when I finally passed out in the chair, and when I woke up several hours later, she was lying on top of one guy with his dick in her pussy while another guy pounded her ass from behind. My dick got hard all over again as I watched these guys fuck her for what seemed like a long time. Guys were passed out all around the room and only a few were still awake. After the two double teaming her finished, one more guy fucked her. Everyone seemed done after that, and Abigail crawled up into my lap and went to sleep.

I got the biggest surprise the night after our wedding. We were packing for our honeymoon, a trip down to Florida, when Abigail told me she had saved herself all day for me. She hadn't fucked anyone else the whole day and was crawling in her skin wanting me to fuck her. It meant so much to me that she had done that for me on our wedding day, but after I told her she didn't have to do that anymore. I assured her I didn't want anything to change and that I loved the way we lived our life.

Abigail and I had many more adventures after our wedding and even more that I didn't go into before we were hitched. Like when she went back to the school after she graduated and set about seducing all the teachers, or the time she ended up under the mayor's desk, or what she does when she goes shopping, or the amateur strip contest she entered on our honeymoon... There's just too many to list at one time and I gotta go because my pa is finishing up with her and shooting a load in her ass and I want to get in there quick because there's nothing like the feel of her ass when it's full of another man's cum.

A Slut Not a Whore: Adventures After Marriage

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