Ready for a New Day

There was loud banging at Lara's door that woke the poor cumslut from a very nice dream about a trip to Egypt and the Tomb of a very lively and very well hung Mummy.

Getting up, she noticed porn was still playing in her TV. Awesome! Not like there was anything else worth watching. She looked down and was surprised she was all clean. The walk home was... Hard to remember. But obviously she had made it back and had a shower before going to bed.

The banging was still going and it was making Lara upset. Couldn't they just wait? She grabbed a cucumber out of the fridge and started using it while heading to the door. She needed something to wake her up a bit. She opened the door and tried to calmly ask why someone was trying to break her door down.

"Lara I've been trying to reach you, but your bike wasn't here and nobody could reach you. My Grandfather was saying the most terrible things about you, but they couldn't be true. Did you have some... Questionable friend staying her last ni- who are you?"

It was Benjamin. Sociologist Benjamin. Oblivious Benjamin. Vanilla Benjamin. Missionary Benjamin. Bland sperm Benjamin. Boring Benjamin.

"The owner of this flat. I don't remember saying you could come in this time." His eyes roamed... Attempted to roam over her. But whether it was her naked state of the fact she was fucking herself with a cucumber, his face was blushing as he was trying to look anywhere else.

"You... How... What happened?"

"I got fucking snort hot, that's what. Why? I would invite you to join me in the shower, but... I'd have a better chance cumming on my own. Oh! Cold you do me a favour?" She didn't wait for Benjamin to answer, she went to a cabinet in her kitchen. She noticed an extra jingle in her step and looked down. She had a second charm added to her anklet. Oh, those sweet men last night got a bottlecap and painted a piggy on it and made it a charm for her. She'd need to find them again and thank them. Ah, found it.

"Here," she gave Benjamin a key, "it's a spare key to my flat. Could you give it to your Grandpa? Let him know he can visit me anytime he likes. But I think you should leave." He held the key, but delicately, like it was a foul piece of trash.

She... Really all those fruits and vegetables... She was doing it now in front of him!

Benjamin left and as expected passed the message to his Grandfather. His grin made Benjamin feel ill. He'd hoped the woman who he... That she would be the one he... But instead, she preferred the life of a... Of a... Of a huh-huge whore!