Everyone’s Slut

I am so eager to please it makes me desperate.

I will do what no respectable woman will do because I am gutter trash and should not be respected.

I am worthless as a cocksleeve. My only purpose is to entertain and be humiliated.

Hello my tumblr friends,

It was on July 5th that I started blogging. In that time over 700 followers took interest in my kinky desires and past doings.

It has been fun and only 2 hiccups along the way. Thank you for your tasks, the laughs, the raunchy role playing

But let’s be honest.... Real life is just so much more appealing. After a bit over a month I find my interest fading fast.

Because my preference is in the genuine and not this virtual playground: I don’t care to meet you IRL, and excluding a very (very) small handful of you... I really don’t care to keep in touch.

So message if you want.. send your pics or your kinky commands. But I most likely won’t be online to respond.

Hiii friends,

Let’s join together to make a kinky connection.

First of all, thank you for how encouraging you are at helping me hurt my sloppy hole! I am so grateful to have found so many friends who care enough to push me to be the best community cunt I can be.

Now...

Are there any equally as depraved and filthy fuckpigs like me in the Southern MA, RI area who are looking to get ruined by a real, hard cock? Basically this Sir is looking for a local set of holes, who is eagerly as disgusting as I am.

Reblog to help spread the word!

Message me for details about the ideal female-born cum rag and/or details about the Superior/Master!

I remember the first time I felt sexually induced pain. I must have been 16 because I drove to Charlie’s house. Charlie was a budding cartoonist and loved D&D. His parents were out and we were fooling around. (If you are keeping track, I have blown James by now but have not lost my virginity.)

He pinned me down, pulled up my top and bra, and started kissing my tits. So gentle... it felt amazing. Then his tongue came out and the kisses turned to licks. Flicking his tongue on my hard nipples. I remember squirming around loving the feelings.

I was trying to move, to get my mouth around his hard cock. His grip kept me still. I could feel his hunger.

His mouth closed over one of my nipples and started sucking. Taking in my tit, I felt the pulling and wanted more. My struggles were to rub against him, not to get away.

His teeth closed on my nipple lightly at first, he nibbled. The chewing became more intense, the sucking continued. His one hand crept into my pants, finding my drenched pussy he fingered me. Hard and fast his fingers moved, while he increased the pain on my nipple. I couldn’t figure out what to do, the pain intense... the pleasure keeping me close.

I all of a sudden cam. He kept fingering me until it had passed. Letting up on my tormented nipple, now just sucking.

It was only when he pulled his head away that I realized he had bite broken skin and my nipple was bleeding.

I wanted to suck cock.

Boys had put my hand on their hard shafts but I hadn’t tasted one yet. Like the eager and aspiring slut I was becoming, I asked one of my guy friends to teach me.

His name was James and he was a blonde version of the 1990’s Jared Leto. That guy who men got along with and all the girls fought for his attention. I I was in 7th grade and he was in 10th. Maybe he was held back a grade, who knows, he was just more.... manly.

He had no interest in me romantically. I was simply the girl that hung out with him. I believe he liked my best friend.

He happily obliged many hours of letting me suck and gag on his cock. Teaching me about fondling balls, moving my tongue, not to push away when he forced me to choke, how to accept he controls if I breathe, how to gently finger an ass and more. He kindly would ignore my pathetic crying and tears, fucking my mouth harder. Sometimes holding my mouth open as he fucked it, teaching me I was just his to do what he wished.

I was so lucky to have such a patient and considerate teacher.

I can’t recall the color of his eyes, but I could describe to you his cock: every vein and ridge, how it grew and pulsed, his taste.

The game goes like this:

No touching, stretching or any physical teasing.

Yes verbal teasing.

No edging.

Yes spanking and slapping.

(Please feel free to msg me additional suggested game guidelines)

Sir, alone. A pathetic cow. I had a female roommate, who was larger than me. She moved out because she was grossed out to always find me naked and shoving objects into my holes, as well as she didn’t want me always trying to rape her.

To myself: roses in both holes 🤭