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By the time she got home, Eleanor's panties were a mess. Cum had leaked out of her ass and soaked her panties, and was now dripping down her thighs. And she was rock hard again.

She had done it. She'd lost her virginity - and not only that, but to a complete stranger she'd just met. She didn't know his name. He didn't know hers. And now she was covered in his cum.

As soon as she got to her room, she stripped off her clothes, ending with her panties. She scooped cum out of them, smelling it, then licking it off her fingers. And then, she couldn't help herself. She wet the fingers of both hands with the stranger's cum, then laid the panties on her bed. She knelt on her bed, and, using the cum on her fingers as lube, she started jilling off and fingering her well-used asshole. Her ass was sore from the hard fucking she'd just received, but...the soreness felt good. Just a little seasoning of pain alongside the pleasure.

And, feeling dirty but unable to stop herself, she leaned over and started lapping at her cum-filled panties. Tasting the stranger's cum, swallowing as much as she could, an animal in heat as she finger-fucked her hole and stroked her cock.

A minute later, three fingers deep, she had her third orgasm of the day, spurting onto her bedsheets with her face smeared with cum. Eleanor panted, overwhelmed by both her orgasm and her whole experience today, and with sudden clarity unable to believe what she'd done. I really am turning into a slut.

All the same, she'd accomplished her goal, and there was only one thing to do next: contact Teresa.