Just a bit

“Oh shit! You filthy little bitch!” I felt a fresh shiver run through me as that delicious **** rained down. I smiled up at Eddie and then beckoned the next two guys to step up.

I didn’t know either of them, and it didn’t matter. The only thing I was concerned with were the two cocks they were pulling out of their pants.

One of them, a pasty-faced runt, held his rapidly hardening dick in his hand. When I reached for it, he jerked it back.

“Ah, ah, ah.” He chided me. “Not like that. No grabbing..”

I grinned up at him, playfully. “But, I want to suck you.”

He wasn’t very big so he had to stand close. He smiled at me and started lightly smacking his cock against my mouth. Taking that as ascent, I again reached for his cock.

Again, his cock twitched it up and away from my fingers. I looked up at him, quizzically. “Uh. Uh. If you want something, you need to ask. Nicely.”

His chubby friend was standing out of reach, content to see how this went. If they wanted to play a little, I was certainly okay with that. “May I please suck your cock?” I asked him, as politely as I could.

“That’s it??” he asked incredulously. “You dress up like a whore, you prance around like you want to be the school slut. But all you can give me is ‘Please sir, I want to suck your cock?’ I’ve seen you around, Katie. You’re a fucking little cock-tease. Everybody knows Steve dumped you because you wouldn’t put out.” Shit, the little bastard had been spreading the word around had he? I’d need to do something unpleasant to him.

Shorty was still talking.“After all of that, just because you decide you love dick, I should just let you have it?” He sneered at me, “C’mon, you can do better than that.”

I moaned, and ran my hands over my chest. “You’re right. You’re so right. I was a fucking prick-tease but now I’m a slut who wants you to fuck her like a tramp.

“I fucking love cum. I want to drink. I want you to jerk off all over my slut face. I’m a filthy slut. A dirty little bitch.” I opened my eyes and stared straight into his. “I’ll be your whore,” I assured him in level tone. “Your filthy little bathroom whore.”

He seemed a little taken aback at that, “I don’t doubt it.” He stood there eyes wide as my hands moved over my body. Abruptly he flinched and seemed to pull himself back together. He really wanted to be in control here.

I groaned again, “I looove cum. Mmmmh. I need to feel it sliding down my throat”

Turning to his friend, I started wheedling again. “Don’t you want me to blow you? I want your cum, your hot cum in my face. I want to suck you dry.”

Chubby’s eyes bulged and I continued. “You know what I did this weekend?” He shook his head, no. “I became a slut.” His eyes lit up at that. “I got gang-banged all Friday night. And Denise, you know Denise?” a hurried nod of the head, everyone knew the cheerleaders’ premier brunette sexpot, “Well, she showed me the ropes. Broke me in and helped me realize that I love this kind of shit.

“She’s pimping me out now.” I said matter-of-factly. “So, you just wouldn’t believe the weekend I had. Got fucked raw Saturday morning. Bought a new wardrobe...

I glanced down myself, my shirt askew and my skirt barely covering me. “You see the way I’m dressed?” Chubby was borderline drooling and even Shorty seemed to be hanging on every word. “Denise told me I have to make myself as slutty as possible if I want to be her fucktoy. So that’s what I’m doing.” I cupped my breasts and squeezed. “If I’m a bad girl,” I moaned, “Maybe she’ll punish me some more.”

Chubby groaned a little at that and took a step forward. Shorty put a hand up. I was impressed. He was hanging on to his self control. Had to be hell.

Shorty looked down at me again. “So, you’re a nasty girl now, Katie?” He had a speculative tone in his voice. I think I impressed him.

“I’m a nasty little whore. I’m a dirty fucking bitch who can’t get enough.” I never took my eyes off his cock. It was calling to me, ready to be sucked if he would just let me touch him. “After I finish sucking all of you off, I’m going to see about getting fucked this afternoon and tonight. And tomorrow, I’ll be back here looking for the same. I’m here to be used like a whore.”

“Well, why should I let you have it?”

That caught me off-guard. “What!?” Here I was, begging to suck him off, and he was asking “why”? I guess he wasn’t quite ready to give in yet. Good. Last thing I needed in fuck-friend was a Milquetoast.

“Well, you want to suck my cock.” He started to slowly stroke himself. As I said, there wasn’t a lot to him, but he was making this an agony. “You want my cum. If I let you, if I do that for you, what’ll you do for me?”

Oh, so that’s how it was. I couldn’t just beg for cum, I was a **** little slut who needed it. I could do that. “What do you want?”

“How do you like it up the ass? Do like being fucked between those tight little cheeks of yours?”

I smiled up at him again. If he was hoping to shock me, he was in for a long wait. “I fucking love it. I love the feel of hot fuck-meat filling my ass. Makes me feel like a filthy slut.”

He smirked a little at that. “Okay, you dirty little bitch.” Ohh, he knew he was pushing my buttons. “You’ve convinced me. If you want to suck me that bad, I guess we can do that.” I smiled at him in delight. “But, I want to cum all over your filthy face. How about you,” he asked Chubby?

“I want to cum in her mouth.” He looked at me, “I want to see you swallow my cum. Then I want you to thank me for it. And then you’re going to come with us to the cafeteria. We’re going to have lunch with our friend, the thawed-out prick-tease little whore.”

Huh. That was quite a list. I think Chubby may have had some issues. What the hell. As long as he didn’t get out of hand, I didn’t mind. I wanted it nasty.

Shorty cut back in, “Yeah. If you’re as **** for cock as you say, you’re going be used by everyone in this school. But, I want everyone to remember that we got you first.” Actually, they hadn’t, not by a long shot. But still, if they wanted that fantasy, who was I to deny them?

I started switching back and forth between those two hard shafts, I delighted in the feel of them. Whether between my lips or cradled in my hand, I found myself endlessly fascinated by cock. The heat, the firmness, the way the skin moved under my ministrations. The smell I knew and loved. Now, time seemed to slow down as I felt every inch of them.

Then, I felt something else.

Author's Note: One of the things slowing down this story is my sense that things are slipping out of control. While that is all well and good, my own inclination is to keep Katie in school. If things go too far off the tracks that will no longer be possible. So, for now, I am trying to find a line. Likely Katie will dance over, but hopefully she will find her way back.