Pleasant Slut

I knew it as soon as I saw her. The way her pants cupped her ass. The shirts she wore that made her tits heave. Even the way she walked and smiled. Sara was the new girl at my office, and she was going to be on my cock. I couldn't help it. Every time I saw her, I got hard.

Her first day at the office, we all took notice. After a week, most of the guys had tagged her as a "good girl" that is above sex and perversion, but I could see in her eyes that she was just like the rest of us. I guessed she was the girl that never got asked on a date because she was to attractive and nice; guys were intimidated or thought getting in her pants would be too hard.

As the months went on, we talked more and more. Just general conversation, nothing special. Whenever those awkward phrases came up (It's just too hard and I can't take it, etc.) however, I saw a twinkle in her eye. She knew it and I knew it, but neither of us said anything. I had to masturbate at least twice a day at work. She knew just how to dress to show off her ass and tits without being slutty.

One day as I was driving home, I stopped at a red light and was surprised to see Sara sitting on the balcony of the house next to me. She was just watching people and cars drive by. As soon as her eyes started to shift toward my direction, I quickly turned away. Why did I do that? We're both 25 years old, not 10. Did she see me? I didn't get a chance to check because as soon as the light turned green, I went. Over the next month, I noticed she was there everyday. I always turned away and we never locked eyes. Why? Then I realized why. This was how I was going to test her.

The next day after work, I got in my car and unbuttoned my pants. I decided that I wanted her to see me as I was masturbating, though I wouldn't notice her...

I furiously stroked my cock the whole drive back, getting more and more excited as I got closer to her house. Finally, I turned the corner and was lucky enough to be stopped by a red light. I didn't even look to see if she was there, I just stroked my cock like it was the last chance I would ever have. The light turned green and I went through. When I checked in the rear view mirror, there was Sara with wide eyes watching after my car.

The next two days at work were interesting as Sara at first avoided me. I figured the other guys were right and she was too innocent, but then on Wednesday, she approached me. We were talking about work when somehow dancing came up. When Sara said:
"I love dancing. I take a modern dance class once a week"

It was time to really see what kind of woman Sara was. "It shows" I said as I looked at her ass. She looked up at me with an instance of shock, followed by pride.
"You going to Happy Hour Friday?"
"Probably" I said.
"Great, I could use it. This week has really killed me."
"We all could use some relaxation" I said. With that we walked away and went back to work.

Friday finally rolled around. I noticed Sara had dressed in a shorter, tighter skirt that day. After work, I rushed to the bar. Only Bill the secretary was there so far. As the next half hour went by, more of our co workers joined us. I sat at the end of the table hoping that there would be a seat next to me when she entered. Just as the conversation switched to internal memos that were "causing chaos", Sara entered the bar and walked right over to the chair next to me. I was relieved and excited.

As the rounds kept coming, we all were getting a little tipsy. Sara and I seemed to be in our own world, discussing music and TV shows, when I felt her hand rest on my knee. I looked up at her and she just kept talking like it was nothing. The more she drank the higher her hand went. After another hour, the rest of the office was gone and it was just us, that's when she said it.

"I know you saw me in your car."
I was stunned that she had just come out and said it. "What?"
"Don't be embarrassed. I was....surprised.....pleasantly. I also know you saw me."
"Oh....I....ugh." Shit, I was going stupid. Sara just laughed at me.
"It was a bold move. Most guys never talk to me because I seem too goody-goody. They never even try. If they would just look, or pull out their cock though, they would see that I'm no different than them. I need fucked too. Was actually the class slut in college."

I was stunned. I just starred at her as she grabbed my dick and said, "You should take me home now." Before I could even react, she had her coat on and was out the door. I grabbed my things, paid our tabs and quickly followed. When I got into my car, she had rolled her skirt up and her pussy was showing. I just starred and turned on the car. As I was driving, she started to rub her pussy.

"You gave me the idea for this. I see why you like it. It's exciting." She kept rubbing and was getting so wet. Her juices dripped onto my seat and smelled so good. Half way through the drive, she had four fingers in herself. She stopped suddenly and undid my belt. "Your turn" she said with a smile before taking my cock in her mouth.

When we got to the next intersection I tried to pull her off because a semi truck was in the lane to our left and could see in. "I don't fucking care. Let him watch" she said with my cock still in her mouth. The driver just smiled, took a picture with his phone and gave me a thumbs up.

When we finally got back to my place, she sat down on the living room couch and said "Are you gonna be nice with me? I hope not. I need a hard cock in my pussy and a tight hand around my throat." I decided to go all out at this point since I was about to cum just hearing her talk like this.

I walked right up to her and ripped her shirt off. She looked shocked and completely full of lust. "Take your skirt off then you dirty cunt" She did as she was told. I grabbed her by the throat and forced her to her knees. I took my cock and shoved it as far down her throat as possible. This bitch could deep throat like a pro.

Everything she did was perfect. She used her tongue and hands and got me real hot. When I wasn't sure how much more I could take, I slapped her across the face. She fell down to the ground and smiled at me. I got on top of her, flipped her onto her back and drove my cock right into her pussy. "This is how I like to fuck my bitches".

"O yeah"
"Who do you belong to cunt?"
"You! You can have me whenever you want me."

Her pussy was so wet and tight. I couldn't believe how rough she wanted it. "Cum in me!" she demanded.

I pulled her hair and slapped her again. "No slut! Look at me!" Just as she turned to look at me, I shot the biggest load of cum I had ever unleashed all over her face. She just sat there with it dripping out of her mouth, down her chin, and onto her tits and stomach. She looked up at me, and then seductively took her hand and collected all the cum and put it into her mouth.

"That was perfect" she said.

The rest of the night, we held each other and watched TV with multiple breaks for sex. As the months went on I finally had to ask her, "what are we? Are we dating?"

She looked up at me with those lusty eyes and said, "No. I'm just your slut."