Should never be apologised for

“I’m so sorry Trev! I really meant to tell you b-before things went s-so far but just everything moved so quickly and naturally and I really do like you and I thought it was obvious and I just don’t want you to hate me and… Please don’t hate me!”

You felt the verbal explosion squeal out from your own lips in a wheedling tone unsuitable for any lady with her half-mast erection now on show. It was pathetic and unseemly and against all the self-ingrained confidence you’d tried to build up in who you were and what you believed was right in how people should be able to live their lives. Yet the fear was always there about how people might react to you. Might see you as wrong and broken and a freak. No matter how long you’d been skipping around in minidresses and bathing in the warmth of those singing praises about what a good, little cocksucker you were… the fear was always there. Bubbling away beneath the surface.

The boy raised a hand up to scratch the side of his head, clearly still not quite capable of processing this change in expectations.

“So you’re a…”

“Slut!” Exclaimed Diane, cutting Trev off with a peal of clear, unfiltered laughter.

“A dirty, little slut with her legs in the air just begging you to fuck her slutty, little asshole! Isn’t that right, Sammy-lamb?”

The curvaceous wonder had taken hold of Mr Smiley during this outburst and was openly sliding him in and out of said puckered star with belly-shaking pops.

“Eerr-eep-rm, y-yes… If you still w-wanted to…” You stammered toward Trev, not wanting to show all the watery hope built up behind your eyes.

“Well I mean… sure, I guess can’t say no to-” Trev scratched his head again, clearly coming around to the idea as he looked down on the slightly-pathetic sight of you all bundled up and shivering under his landlady’s attentions.

She didn’t give him another moment to decide. “Well shut up and get inside her then! I wanna hear this cutesy bitch start squealing!”

You felt your sphincter be relieved of its trusted companion, and predictably start gasping to be filled with something else. Through that perfect frame of your own legs came the image of Trev shaking clear his pants and letting loose that large tool of his to bounce freely in the open air. Pure, giddy excitement set your heart pumping at the sight, as it did whenever you were anticipating another new entrant lining up to penetrate you. Behind your ears you could hear Diana’s heart echoing that sentiment in her own chest, clearly almost as eager to see you fucked as you were.

The mixed sensations of a bulbous lump being gently bumped against your anus added another wave of pure euphoria. You recognised the spreading coolness of a bottle of lubricant having been located from somewhere, but honestly you would have been fine without. The constant girth of companions such as Mr Smiley and all his brothers and sisters, meant there was rarely a moment you weren’t ‘ready to receive visitors’. With only a gentle push, you felt your new friend enter… The happiest feeling a slut like you could ever hope for.