My day as a greedy little slut

It was the fifth time I’d touched myself that day. The first time started as an exhibitionist thing after my shower. They’re building an apartment complex right next to my house, and when the architect showed up I couldn’t resist showing him my tits. So with my hair still wet, wearing shorts and a semi-transparent white top, I hurried up to the roof to hang the laundry. I kept “accidentally” dropping clothespins, bending over to pick them up, giving the architects and engineers a full view of my ass. They stared hard, and I watched their bulges grow instantly.

With those hot men’s eyes still on me, watching them start to touch themselves through their pants, I walked to the laundry room, swaying my hips just enough to tease them. I went inside, started the washing machine, and sat on top of it. I spread the lips of my pussy, already dripping wet, and pushed my finger inside as deep as I could while the vibration shook my ass. Soon I was moaning, imagining the architects’ faces, their perverse stares. My moans got louder until I was practically screaming with pleasure.

When I came out of the laundry room, nipples still hard, thong crooked, I saw the lust in their eyes. “You’re a little bitch,” one shouted. Another said, “I want that ass on my cock.”

After that scene I went to my room, satisfied knowing they saw me as a hot slut. But I still needed to be touched, not by one but by many at once. So I opened my window, grabbed the first bottle from my dresser that looked like a dick, and shoved it hard into my pussy. It hurt a little, I was already sore, but I didn’t want to cum yet. I knew if I came, the urge would disappear and I wouldn’t stay this hot all day.

I stopped touching myself, put on a shirt with no bra. My tits are big and round, so I can feel them sway when I walk. I can even bend over until they fall out, then apologize for the “accident” of a tit slipping.

I put on tight jeans and a thong that practically raped me, riding up between my lips, getting soaked immediately. God I love wearing these things. Every step, every sit, every tiny movement feels like masturbation.

Still so fucking hot, I headed to school under the pretense of attending class. What I really wanted was to be a slut with my classmates.

Midway through class, after squirming in my seat too many times, I couldn’t take it anymore. I sent a note to a friend who’s always trying to fuck me and isn’t bad looking. I wrote: “Meet me in room C17 on the fourth floor. I’m wet and I don’t know if you can help me.”

He was out in under a minute. I waited a couple more so it wouldn’t be so obvious. When I got to the other classroom, he already had his cock out. I dropped my jeans, pulled my thong aside, knelt in front of him and started sucking him while pushing a pencil into my pussy. He shoved two fingers in my ass. That drove me crazy.

“Keep going!!! Ahhhhh!!!! Ahhhh!!!! So good!!!! What a fucking cock!!!!” I screamed while he squeezed my tits and pinched my nipples.

He came all over my open mouth, semen dripping down my face. I wiped off, straightened my clothes best I could, and we went back to taking notes like nothing happened.

After class I went home, still so fucking turned on thinking about how amazing sex is. If it were up to me I’d be fucking constantly. I ate dinner, then grabbed a mango for dessert and headed to my room. The window was still open, but unlike this morning, my neighbor was home. I saw him watching through his window as I stripped and ate my mango, letting juice run down my tits.

Completely shameless, I walked to the window and yelled, “You want some mango?” while rubbing the fruit all over my skin, especially my ass, my tits, my crotch. He said, “Want me to clean you up?” while dropping his pants, revealing his hard cock.

From window to window, close but not touching, I turned my back to him and bent over, letting my ass spread open so he could see my juicy pussy and my asshole. When I was hottest, he started saying, “I want you for my fucking bitch!” I couldn’t take it anymore and pushed the mango pit into my pussy. When I finished, he actually came over to “get the mango” and licked it in front of me while I blew him, tasting cum much thicker than this morning’s.

My neighbor left before my uncle got home from work. That evening I went to the movies with a friend who couldn’t keep his hands off me the whole time. We sat in the back corner, what every hot couple does when they want to make out. For two hours straight he kissed me, tongue down my throat, grabbing my tits, fingers in my pussy which was already soaked again. “You smell like mango,” he said. I told him, “Guess what I was doing earlier.”

Movie ended. Before dropping me home he parked near a park, dark now, past 10 PM. His hands were everywhere. “I love how hot you are. I wish you were my girlfriend so we could fuck all the time.” “I want that too,” I managed to say, voice breaking from how turned on I was. “Stop talking and just fuck me already.” I wanted more but it was late. I had to go.

So when I got home, waiting until everyone slept and downstairs was dark and quiet, I went to my room, changed into a tiny tight black dress. I couldn’t take it anymore, how hot I’d been all day, especially the last bit. I searched everywhere for something, anything, to shove inside wherever it would fit.

Then I spotted it. A big thick umbrella.

I went to the living room, sat on the couch, spread my legs, rubbed my tits, spat on my juicy pussy and mixed it all up. I shoved three fingers inside as deep as they’d go, trying not to moan too loud, which was pretty much impossible.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I slid off the couch onto the floor, got on all fours, moved to the wall and braced the umbrella against it while pushing the other end into my ass. It hurt so much. But I loved it. I started moving, feeling that big thing inside me while my other hand rubbed and pinched my clit, my tits with hard nipples swinging everywhere.

I tried taking the umbrella to the hilt. I moaned with pleasure and pain, kept rubbing my pussy lips hard, my clit about to explode. I felt the umbrella tearing me open inside until I lost all control and peed on the floor.

I writhed with pleasure, licked my wet fingers, moved like a bitch in heat, then came like never before. After that sensation, my day finally felt complete. I went to sleep aching all over, knowing tomorrow I’d wake up wanting even more.