She's gotten around a bit.

Nat sucks idly on her pizza crust and reflects that she...well, she might have been feeling some of the effects of NFE already, though she hadn't realized it. Once she'd been a straight-A student, very ambitious, goal-oriented...then had come Teddy.

Teddy, Teddy, Teddy.

Teddy had been her dreamy boyfriend of the last year or so; once she turned 18, his had been the first cock she'd sucked (in the back of a movie theater, as they watched Amandla Stenberg cum on some girl's face in Bodies Bodies Bodies) and he'd been the one to take her virginity (later that night, tossing her into the back of his car at the end of a heavy makeout/groping session and rolling her dress up above her ass as she panted with need on her hands and knees, pushing back toward him until he'd finally speared her and made her scream out his name). That experience had awoken something inside her, and from then on she couldn't keep her hands off Teddy. All she'd wanted was to please him; she'd sneak over to his house in the early mornings some days to give him blowjobs before school, she'd (memorably) fucked him under the bleachers during one basketball game, and on their prom night she'd come prepared with lube and toys and let him fuck her ass, filling her in a way she'd never felt before and claiming her fully as his slut. It had been wonderful, though her grades had definitely taken a hit.

Then he'd left.

Teddy's dad had gotten a job in Wyoming, of all places, and the whole family had moved out there before the end of the school year. Nat had been disconsolate, crying and even begging her parents to let her move out with them (they'd said no quite firmly). On their last night together they didn't get any sleep; Teddy had filled each of her holes in turn, her desperately sucking him back to hardness in between, eager to prove to him how much he meant to her.

"Damn, I'm really gonna miss you slutty body," Teddy had said as they lay on the bed, the sun starting to rise outside the window and his finger playing idly with her tender asshole.

"Mmm ma miff mu mmu," Nat had replied, her mouth full of his cock. She'd let out as a groan as she felt his finger slip inside her ass and his cock swell once more to full hardness inside her mouth. Soon enough he'd pulled her off, pushed her head down onto the bed and dragged her hips up, and was back inside her ass, making her cry out with pleasure and clutch the bed as he'd fucked her ruthlessly.

When he'd left, Nat had tried to refocus, convinced there weren't any other guys for her. Between then and the end of the year she'd managed to get her abysmal grades back up to a C, and she'd started feeling like her head was clearing. But she still thought of Teddy all the time - until she'd texted him to see how he was doing.

"Great!" he'd replied. Then he'd sent her a video. In it, she'd watched from his perspective as he'd fucked some big-titted blonde cowgirl in a barn, gagging her with his dick before spinning her around and plowing her from behind. And then he'd pulled a second girl into the frame! As he'd finished fucking the blonde, he'd grabbed a little brown-skinned girl who was tied with her hands behind her back, tossing her on top of the blonde and yanking his dick out of the blonde's pussy to stick it in the other girl's mouth. The tiny girl had moaned appreciatively as he pushed himself deep in her throat and erupted, blasting his cum into (Nat was sure) her stomach before pulling out and sending a few spurts across her face. Watching the video, Nat had felt an irrational jealousy - and a deep arousal. She'd touched herself more than once since then, watching that video.

She's touching herself now, Nat realizes, playing with her pussy and gently stroking her clit without even thinking about it. Smiling, she closes her eyes and gives into the sensation, reviewing the rest of the summer.

Something about that video had sent her off her path - fortunately just before the end of the school year. Once summer started, she'd had a hard time keeping up the pretense of being a good girl. There had been parties...she had a vivid memory (from a night she didn't remember terribly well, overall) of being in a friend's bedroom with two guys, moaning with pleasure as they touched her and the music pounded away downstairs. Moaning, that is, until one stuffed his cock in her mouth and she started eagerly sucking while the other pulled her shorts down and worked his way into her from behind.

Then there was the follow up on the parties. "Left me with blue balls last night," one guy had texted her after they'd made out and she left the party early. "Aren't you gonna offer to fix it?" Not wanting to be rude, she'd agreed and hopped in her parents' car, driving over to his place to suck him off while he played a video game. His dad had come in to check on what the boy wanted for dinner while she was working so, not wanting to be rude, she'd taken his load down her throat too.

And then there was community service, of course. Since her grades weren't as hot as they could be, she'd decided to sign up to volunteer at the local community center and boost her application profile a little bit. After her interview, she'd been assigned a rotating set of duties. Cleaning up on Thursday nights wasn't so bad; it was the Friday night "Assistant to Remedial Sex Ed" classes that had been awkward. The courses were for people her age, entering their Bridge Year, but who hadn't gotten good grades and needed to repeat parts of the curriculum before starting. Mostly she'd been put to work as a live anatomical model, but there had been occasional practical demonstrations, such as the class on throat training where the teacher had used her as an example of how to push a woman's deep-throating abilities. Or, most memorably, the week on intercultural sexual practices, which had concluded with a practical demonstration of bukkake. Nat had been restrained, kneeling, on a stake at the front of the classroom as the boys took turns ejaculating on her face and naked body, while the girls took careful notes on what the boys seemed to like and whether Nat seemed sufficiently aroused by the experience.

She's certainly aroused by it now - remembering it has been building a heat in her cunt for several minutes, and she whimpers as she works at her clit and sends a finger dipping occasionally into her hot, eager, pussy. She closes her eyes and arches her back, whimpering slightly, as she feels herself getting close. Thinking back to that night, she remembers the teacher saying, "Good job, boys. That's a well-covered whore; girls, take note. This is a place you should aspire to be, and Nat did a very good job enticing the boys to cum on her. She's a good slut." The words "good slut," then and now, unlock something deep inside her, and she lets out a muffled cry as she feels her orgasm sweep through her body and bucks her hips against her own hand.

As she comes drowsily down from her high, Nat's phone buzzes, pulling her out of her stupor. Frowning, she checks it, but smiles when she sees that it's a message from her friend Anna. Nat's always been proud that Anna likes her; the other girl was their high school valedictorian (unusually for a girl) and has always been really impressive to her. Grabbing the phone, she reads Anna's message as she sucks her fingers clean.

Nat frowns at the last message. What on earth was Anna doing with Beth? The two girls couldn't be more different, and the three of them had never hung out together before. Anna was whip-smart, ambitious, talented, and Beth was...well, she wasn't that.

Now Nat was curious, and besides, the school year hadn't started yet - so she didn't have anything else she needed to do today. She texts back a quick "omw" and rolls off the bed. She swaps her t-shirt for a cute black tank top, glances down at her boxers, and shrugs - they're clean enough. She scarfs the last of the pizza down and heads out of her bedroom, pausing only to let someone know she's leaving the house.