Straight Female / 23
Becoming: Part Two
By the end of eighth grade, Tori was a total slut, and fucking every guy who looked her way. She was even engaging in anal sex, which grossed out Hilo and Noreen, but seemed to interest Robin. I was interested too, but it also embarrassed me in some way. There was no limit to what she was willing to do.
Like everything else, she was the first to get tag-teamed, by three boys, the first to get spit-roasted and made airtight and to be gangbanged, nine guys this time. She even did a Bukkake thing with half th,e high school varsity basketball team, after they snuck her into the showers to suck off all of them, which also made her the first to get with black guys, which she had a thing for afterwards.
After high school, Noreen got married and so did Robin. Hilo went to Nebraska to take care of her grandma, but I heard she eventually got married to some really old man who had a thing for plump younger girls. I stayed in touch with Robin who stayed in touch with Hilo, and told me he was abusive to her and very controlling, not letting her leave the house without him and waould lock her in and take the phone with him to insure she didn't call anyone. drinks
Tori and I stayed friends, since we still lived in the same area we grew up in. She got an apartment near mine, and would come to relax and get high while she told me about her latest sexcapade. Same old Tori.
Then day, she began to change. First was that she stopped telling me about her sex life, which was the most obvious. But then I noticed her whole demeanor changed, instead if the out-of-control wild slut, she became quiet and reserved. She would listen intently to my boring life, and would get our drinks and clean up after us; she was always a slob who let us to clean up after her.
When we went out for drinks guys hit in her but to my utmost surprise and shock, she turned them down, this from a girl who would give guys head out in their cars, disappearing and coming back four or five times during the night. She still dressed slutty, even more than before, but wouldn't hook up anymore.
She came over one day wearing a tiny tight pink leather skirt with a halter top that showed off her hard nipples and heels, asking me to take a bus ride with her. I thought that was odd since we both had cars, but I agreed to go with her. We got on the bus and sat across from some old man. Once we got moving she turned to me, spreading her legs wide. I didn't notice until I saw the old guy staring lust fully at her, which is when I looked down and saw she wasn't wearing panties.
Her smooth shaved pussy ( another of her firsts) was in plain sight, so I whispered to her she was exposed. She was doing something under her breath, but whispers back to wait, then sat back and closed her legs. Then she said something like "One down" before looking around and suddenly changing seats, to flash two boys who giggled and stared. I saw her silently saying something, and realized she was counting seconds.
We rode to the end if the run and back, with her flashing and counting off before moving to her next victim. Each time she also counted off each one, like she had a quota to meet. She flashed an old woman who looked disgusted, a black guy who hit on her then writhed calling her a tease and a bitch. She also flashed a young woman with two young boys who ran around uncontrollably and frazzled her. Interestingly enough, she kept looking, discretely, but I swear I saw longing in her eyes. And she even licked her lips, the tip of her tongue peeking out to wet her lips.
Tori never explained what was going on with that, and I didn't push it, thinking she was just being herself and having fun.
There were other things, like when she came over wearing a tight t-shirt and I could see she had gotten her right nipple pierced. I was actually surprised she hadn't done it sooner. She said it did hurt getting it done, but I got the impression she enjoyed it. It was odd she didn't do them both, but three months later she showed up with her left pierced. She was really excited she had gotten it done.
Another three months passed and she came over wearing a little pink collar with a heart-shaped pendant. The pendant said "kitty" on it, so I assumed it was just a pet collar, though it was big enough to fit her. It wasn't new, her wearing a collar, she wore a black one during her goth stage. But I couldn't help notice the way she kept caressing it and that it had a tiny lock on it. When I told her it looked cute on her, she sat up and beamed.
Part Three is next...
Like everything else, she was the first to get tag-teamed, by three boys, the first to get spit-roasted and made airtight and to be gangbanged, nine guys this time. She even did a Bukkake thing with half th,e high school varsity basketball team, after they snuck her into the showers to suck off all of them, which also made her the first to get with black guys, which she had a thing for afterwards.
After high school, Noreen got married and so did Robin. Hilo went to Nebraska to take care of her grandma, but I heard she eventually got married to some really old man who had a thing for plump younger girls. I stayed in touch with Robin who stayed in touch with Hilo, and told me he was abusive to her and very controlling, not letting her leave the house without him and waould lock her in and take the phone with him to insure she didn't call anyone. drinks
Tori and I stayed friends, since we still lived in the same area we grew up in. She got an apartment near mine, and would come to relax and get high while she told me about her latest sexcapade. Same old Tori.
Then day, she began to change. First was that she stopped telling me about her sex life, which was the most obvious. But then I noticed her whole demeanor changed, instead if the out-of-control wild slut, she became quiet and reserved. She would listen intently to my boring life, and would get our drinks and clean up after us; she was always a slob who let us to clean up after her.
When we went out for drinks guys hit in her but to my utmost surprise and shock, she turned them down, this from a girl who would give guys head out in their cars, disappearing and coming back four or five times during the night. She still dressed slutty, even more than before, but wouldn't hook up anymore.
She came over one day wearing a tiny tight pink leather skirt with a halter top that showed off her hard nipples and heels, asking me to take a bus ride with her. I thought that was odd since we both had cars, but I agreed to go with her. We got on the bus and sat across from some old man. Once we got moving she turned to me, spreading her legs wide. I didn't notice until I saw the old guy staring lust fully at her, which is when I looked down and saw she wasn't wearing panties.
Her smooth shaved pussy ( another of her firsts) was in plain sight, so I whispered to her she was exposed. She was doing something under her breath, but whispers back to wait, then sat back and closed her legs. Then she said something like "One down" before looking around and suddenly changing seats, to flash two boys who giggled and stared. I saw her silently saying something, and realized she was counting seconds.
We rode to the end if the run and back, with her flashing and counting off before moving to her next victim. Each time she also counted off each one, like she had a quota to meet. She flashed an old woman who looked disgusted, a black guy who hit on her then writhed calling her a tease and a bitch. She also flashed a young woman with two young boys who ran around uncontrollably and frazzled her. Interestingly enough, she kept looking, discretely, but I swear I saw longing in her eyes. And she even licked her lips, the tip of her tongue peeking out to wet her lips.
Tori never explained what was going on with that, and I didn't push it, thinking she was just being herself and having fun.
There were other things, like when she came over wearing a tight t-shirt and I could see she had gotten her right nipple pierced. I was actually surprised she hadn't done it sooner. She said it did hurt getting it done, but I got the impression she enjoyed it. It was odd she didn't do them both, but three months later she showed up with her left pierced. She was really excited she had gotten it done.
Another three months passed and she came over wearing a little pink collar with a heart-shaped pendant. The pendant said "kitty" on it, so I assumed it was just a pet collar, though it was big enough to fit her. It wasn't new, her wearing a collar, she wore a black one during her goth stage. But I couldn't help notice the way she kept caressing it and that it had a tiny lock on it. When I told her it looked cute on her, she sat up and beamed.
Part Three is next...
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