She joins in!

"My little cumslut," she said, smiling, "My little whore." And with that, she began licking the remaining gobs of sperm from my face. She sucked and slurped...huge strings of cum ran from my face to her lips and soon she had as much in her mouth as I'd had before—if not more. And once she had enough in her throat to drown an army she **** me to my knees, tilted my head back, opened her mouth and fed it to me. As my throat filled up she began to get nasty again.

"Yeah," she grinned maliciously, letting the last drops of thick sperm drip into my mouth. ''Take it, you little bitch. You dirty little fuck-whore. You like being treated like a filthy little slut, don't you?" I nodded eagerly as I gulped down the remaining semen.

''Yes," I said softly. ''I guess I do." It was as much news to me as it was to the people in the room.

What I didn't know was that Denise was about to show me how much of a whore I had become. Up until this day I had never thought about touching another woman in a sexual way. It's not as if I disliked the idea. I'd just never thought of it before. And yet here was Denise, keeping me pushed to my knees as she slowly sat in the chair in front of me. Her ridiculously short cheerleader's skirt—probably purchased in a sex toy shop rather than the school store—rode up onto her milky thighs as she spread her legs. Her legs were fucking beautiful; they were long, soft and shapely, and she arched her feet so that her dainty little toes pointed outward. Her pussy was completely bare. I mean bare. The skin surrounding her labia felt like a newborn babe's, and her tiny, pink clitoris quivered softly, as if in anticipation.

''Let's see if you eat pussy as well as you suck cock, bitch," she said sweetly, batting her eyes.

I smiled wickedly and leaned forward, slowly parting my lips. Barely touching her, I dragged my tongue up the length of her gash, stopping at her clitty to flick it lightly up and down across the surface. A deep moan escaped Denise's lips, and she spread her legs wider.

''Eat it," she whispered, inhaling. ''Eat my cunt you fucking whore."

I couldn't believe how much her words—all of their words—had affected me. I had never thought about how much a few simple words, uttered in the right way, could so completely turn me on. I loved it. I loved being a cheap slut. I loved it when Denise called me "whore" and "bitch". Innocent little me. A gutterslut.

As I continued to tongue-bathe Denise's twat, I reached down between my legs and began to frig myself. It started slowly, but soon I was slamming three fingers into my tight cunt like a fucking jackhammer. The whole time I had my eyes locked with Denise's. There's something about keeping eye contact with a person you're giving head to. Man or woman, it doesn't matter. It's fucking hugely intense. Denise was lying back in the chair, her legs spread widely, her torso pointed ever-so-slightly upwards towards my face. And looking down, over her voluptuous breasts, her striking green eyes locked with mine, daring me to push her over the edge.

"Do you like what you see, boys?" she asked, and I suddenly remembered that it was not only me she was talking to in this room. With a quiet glance upward I realized that the team had formed a circle-jerk around us. The lead guy was bending forward and catching every one of my licks, each and every slurp, on film.

"Awesome," he grinned, giving us the thumbs-up. "This is going to look amazing when we post it on the Internet."

For about the second or third time that night my heart skipped a beat. I turned and looked directly at him. "The Internet?" I asked incredulously.

"That's right, sister," he sneered. "That way the whole world can see how much of a fuckslut you are." I turned to Denise, and she just nodded, still smiling sweetly.

And you know what? I didn't care. I knew it was very unlikely that my parents would ever see this—they were so fucking illiterate when it came to computers. And frankly, the idea of the remaining people—mainly friends and acquaintances—seeing this only turned me on even more.