Slut

Your name is Angela. You are a gorgeous, 18-year-old redhead with a very high libido. Hair to your mid-back, a beautifully sculpted face, smooth clear skin with some cute freckles, perky gravity-defying grapefruit-sized breasts, a narrow waist, flared hips and ass, and mile-long legs. You are finally out of the house and in your own apartment. You just graduated from high school last month and moved to the city from a smaller town about an hour away. All paid for by Daddy.

Why is Daddy being so good to you? You don't work and don't really have any skills, either. Except for fucking. No plans for college, except fucking college guys. Realistically, you passed high school by fucking everyone and their brother, including many teachers, the principal, and half the school board. So why would he do this for you?

Daddy remarried and his new bride hates your guts ever since she found you fucking her twin sons in the shower. It had been going on for months under her nose. She insisted that Daddy get you out of the house. Daddy was also sick of all the guys you brought back to the house and fucked wherever you felt like it. The last straw was fucking that footballer on stepmom's baby grand piano. For the record, you do feel guilty about ruining the finish on it; how could you have known the combination of sperm and lube would eat right through the varnish?

Then there were the constant rumors of your escapades in the small town, especially after the incident on the field trip to the nursing home. In your defense, you understood you were to be cheering up the residents, and that's exactly what you were doing. Mr. Culbertson sure had a nice big dick. He should have said something about his weak heart. You're glad they got him jumpstarted again. So Daddy chose the big city.

So a nice furnished apartment with a big bed and plenty of food and a charge card. What more could a girl want, other than a nice big cock or three? Well, that's your job: get cock. This is your calling.

Though you'll fuck anything, you still have preferences. Younger guys, athletic and well-hung are your favorite, but you haven't said no to a penis in years. Well, technically, you've never said no.

Now you are in a new city with a million men. That should keep you busy for a couple of months at least.

But where do you start? You saw a family living down the hall as you were moving in. The dad looked promising, and so did the son. There is a college not far from here. It is summer, but there should be some summer classes going on. Then there's the beach.. Heck, the world is wide open for you, so where do you start?

(This story is carved from A Hard Choice. This chapter was inspired by Acorn142.)

(Author's Note: I've started a tip jar over at Ko-Fi. Drop-in and say hi!)