Displaying Episode 1 of Sophie: An Innocent Beginning
Thanks to Oldbroad76 for making changes to this story.
Stream 1
User235: Is she about to start or what's the hold-up?
Guest84: I'm wondering the same thing. What time did this begin?
MickyD: If she's anything like last time, it'll be good. Don't worry, this girl is no stranger to the game.
The computer monitor went dark briefly before text appeared on the screen.
"Your video is now live."
A woman's face popped up, her face strewn with sadness, her eyes bright and shiny. Her long, brown hair hung down past her shoulders and out of the screen's view.
Despite her sad expression, her luscious, soft lips couldn't help but draw the attention of many men present in the video.
"Hello everyone," she said with a croak in her voice.
"I'd like to note that this will be a bit different from my usual content." The woman explained.
"You might remember me from my other videos as Beth, or Big Slut Beth. But that's not who I am, so I don't see the point in hiding it anymore." She added with a sigh.
"Most of you are probably aware of my true name, where I live, the university I go to... frankly, you all pretty much know me at this point."
User1003: Get on with it! Show us your hot body!
The woman took a deep breath before looking back at the camera.
"My name, my real name, is Sophie Rain. I've previously tried doing this, but I'm hoping this time will be a success. I'm hoping this will give me what I've been searching for."
Her eyes looked over the countless comments from the many thousands of people watching her livestream.
"I've done the unthinkable, things I can't even comprehend. And why? Because I got off on you all watching me. I'll admit, I used to be a slut. I am a slut." She continued. "I'll recount my past, from the time before I gained my online following."
Dave90: There's no point in hiding it if you're going to let men fuck you on camera!
Sophie took in the comments and sighed. Most of them were similar.
"About a year ago, I was simply a typical 18-year-old girl. I had started attending college, I was living with my best friend, and I was a good girl, a nerd even. I knew I had a high sex drive, and I masturbated frequently, but I wasn't a slut... not back then at least."
She fiddled with her hair as she took a deep breath and continued.
"As I mentioned earlier, I spent a lot of time in chatrooms. I wasn't after fucking random men, just cybersex and steamy conversations. Then I met a guy known online as 'John52'. I'm not sure if that's his actual name. But if you're watching this, it was your doing that began my descent into depravity. I can't blame anyone else."
Several men commented, requesting to witness her have sex on the screen.
"There were others like Jane, Sam, and Harry, all of whom contributed to my downfall. But ultimately, it was all my own doing." Sophie confessed, wiping a tear from her eye.
"I'd like to especially apologize to my best friend, Cara." She sighed.
Chapter 1 - An Innocent Beginning
Oh fuck, that feels amazing, Sophie thought in her head, as her fingers stroked smoothly over her aching clit.
Her other hand held her phone and she stared at the three dots popping up and disappearing.
Please, didn't you say you'd show me your tits?
BigBoy18: Are you wet right now, babe?
Sophie let out an exasperated sigh but kept going. Her fingers played in her wet pussy.
Beth18: So fucking wet. I'm fingering myself right now, are you hard?
Sophie, using her fake username "Beth18", hoped to keep the conversation going until she came.
"We're not here for nudes."
BigBoy18: Come on, please? I really want to see those titties.
"Dammit!" Sophie voiced her annoyance before closing the program.
What a waste of effort!
Sophie exited the chat and noticed she had 15 unread messages waiting for her. "Am I the only female participant in this chatroom?" she wondered.
Tickling through a few of the messages, she didn't find anything particularly appealing. After the last guy made demands for photos, Sophie decided against spending her day engaging in the chatroom.
Instead, she turned to her favorite adult site and loaded up a video featuring a petite, dark-skinned girl being pleasured excessively by six black men.
It nearly brought her to climax, but she still needed a few more minutes before climaxing.
Change of attire to comfier clothing and Sophie stepped out of her room.
Her college roommate, Cara, sat on the couch dressed in a miniskirt and a tight-fitting top.
Apart from their age difference, Cara was the complete opposite of Sophie. With her long blonde hair, slender frame, and marvelous face, she was incredibly stunning despite the two of them being 18 and at the university. Although Sophie wasn't overweight, she was more voluptuous, sporting thicker thighs, a round ass, and large, soft, curvaceous breasts. She also had long, chocolate-colored hair.
"Are you heading out?" asked Sophie, grabbing a soda from the fridge and perching beside Cara.
"Yep, we've got some time," Cara even replied. "Do you want to get dressed and join us? It should be quite entertaining."
"I don't think so," Sophie answered.
Despite their close friendship, Cara had been known to occasionally tease Sophie about her lack of romantic relationships and outgoing behavior. Her words that day gave Sophie pause, making her reconsider her life choices.
"Why are you always holed up in your room, studying?" Cara asked. "I assumed when we got to university, you'd become more... adventurous."
"I enjoy my own company," Sophie responded, slightly uncomfortable and defensive.
Cara had a hunch she struck a nerve and modified her approach. "We've known each other since childhood, and you've always been absorbed in your books. I thought when we got here you'd come out of your shell a bit," she continued.
"I prefer the shelter of my shell," Sophie admitted sheepishly.
Feeling sorry for trying to pry into Sophie's inner thoughts, Cara tenderly touched her shoulder. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause any distress. You'll find out more about yourself if you're willing to test new experiences."
"I understand," Sophie murmured, faintly mortified over her perceived geeky nature.
Cara, however, noticed Sophie's change of heart and decided to change her tactics once more. "What the heck, you know I'm right. You were the bookworm in school, and we figured once we got here you'd loosen up a bit," she chuckled.
"I'm satisfied," Sophie retorted.
Cara rose and made her way towards the door. "I'll inform you if I manage to bring someone home."
"Go slut!" Sophie teased, and Cara giggled.
"That's me," she confirmed and left the room.
Now what, then?
For two hours, the television held Sophie's attention, but boredom soon set in. Cara's concerns gnawed at her, sending waves of self-reflection.
Am I letting my life slip away? Do I need to focus on building relationships instead of constantly striving for academic success?
As the hours passed, she started to feel aroused once more.
She retreated to her room, retrieved her dildo, and laid down on her bed.
This can wait. I'll consider making a move tomorrow. Right now, my vagina needs your attention.
Sophie stared at porn for a while and then returned to the chatroom, instantly collecting a bundle of messages within five minutes.
"Are you dripping wet?" a male voice asked.
"Want penetration?" another followed.
A series of dick pics came through with each seemingly generic message, which intrigued Sophie because they were so utterly routine.
"Hi, I've viewed you in this chatroom a lot but was too busy to have a chat," a fresh username read. "Are you over 18, by any chance?"
This was strangely intriguing to Sophie. She later presumed he was 52 years old, and she'd never chatted with someone of a similar age. The tone in her online correspondent's message stood out from the others because it didn't instantly veer toward sexual talk.
Curiously captivated, Sophie responded. [
Hey, I'm eighteen and appreciate th at you're not one of those guys that ruin a good chat.
Guy52: That's good to hear. I often get told that younger guys on these sites don't know how to talk to women properly. Before we continue, what are you looking for here?
Sophie was astonished by his consideration. Although it didn't make her more turned on, she enjoyed chatting with him despite the other messages.
Beth18: I'm just after some online fun; I'm not into meeting up.
Guy52: Fine by me. What are you wearing right now, sweetie?
Here's where it gets interesting.
Beth18: I'm totally naked.
Guy52: As you should be, little girl. Start by massaging your breasts. Think of me as the one sucking on them, getting you ready for sex.
"Oh, God!" Sophie moaned.
Using her free hand, she squeezed her large, lovely breasts and pinched her nipples.
Beth18: Are you jerking off right now?
Guy52: Not just yet. You'll need to earn that. Continue massaging your tits and twist your nipples right now! Tell me what you want.
Sophie tightened her nipples, causing some discomfort but she loved it. Then she began to answer.
Beth18: I want your big cock in front of me, all ready for my young mouth to wrap around it.
Guy52: Hmm? You want to be a good girl for me, taking my cock however I want you to?
Her legs shook. She'd previously never pondered about the 'daddy' kink, but as she read it, her pussy tightened.
Beth18: Yes Daddy, I'll be a good girl for you and surrender my cunt to your penetration—whenever and wherever you please.
Lustfully, Sophie kept massaging her tits. However, her horniness was increasing.
Beth18:Send me a photo of your package, Daddy.
Sophie paused abruptly. She'd face moments like these before, especially from other users. But something felt different about this encounter.
Guy52: Alright, you don't want to send a pic of yourself. That's fine. I'm bad at guessing ages by photos anyway. So to make sure your pussy stays soaking wet, imagine me right now. Try to see me there, spread-eagled in front of you, ready and waiting.
The mere suggestion fostered an intense horniness within her. She couldn't wait anymore.
Beth18:Yes daddy. I'll be a good little slut for you, obeying and submitting to your desires.
Woah, wait! Sophie hadn't considered 'daddy kink' before, nor thought about it as an intoxicating sexual idea. But in this moment, it made her so turned on.
Beth18: Take a selfie of your magnificent cock and send it to me, Daddy.
A short while after, she pictured him ringing off immediately to save face.
Guy52: What?? But you're such an obedient lass. I'll tell you what. You take a photo of just your tits and send it to me. That's all I need to jack off to.
She considered his words, knowing her loathings about posting nudes, but this felt different.
Beth18: I've got no intention of displaying my face. Just my tits.
Suddenly, she decided to act daring according to how adventurous and crazy Cara acted.
I can be just as wild.
Sophie sat up so her chest looked as incredible as it could be. Then, with an anxious finger, she took a swift photo of her breasts, ensuring her face wasn't in shot or any identifying features visible.
She paused, staring at the photo as it conveyed her awe over how amazing her breasts looked.
Sophie slowly sent it to him. His message wasn't visible.
Have I done it?
Tremors of exhilaration raced through her as she anticipated his reaction. Would he reject or accept her? She couldn't wait to find out.
It was then she realized it was her first time uploading any form of nude image.
Her fingertips shook, exuding a potent mix of anxiety and ecstatic lust, waiting for his response.
A few moments ago, I shared my picture of my boobs with a complete stranger!
As soon as I could, I couldn't help but cry out and shove my sex toy into my dripping-wet pussy. Then, I got a response.
John52: Well done! Your boobs are lovely!
"Ooh fuck me!" I cried out.
Beth18: Thank you, Dad! Do you really like them?
John52: Yes, your Dad is masturbating right now as he looks at your boobs, are you turned on too, slut?
"Yes! Yes!" I yelled as I thrust harder.
Being able to share my body with a stranger like this made me feel validated and thrilled at the same time.
Beth18: Yes Dad! I love knowing you will cum because of my body!
I pushed my dildo in and out of my tight vagina. I was hornier than I had ever been in my life.
John52: Oh, I will. Are you touching yourself now, my slut?
Beth18: I'm fucking myself with a dildo, Dad!
I started moaning louder as I neared my orgasm.
"Aaahhhh... fuck... fuck!" I whined.
I thought about his gaze on my body while he masturbated.
"Fuck me, stroke that huge cock over my body!" I told myself and... my orgasm hit.
"AaahhhhhhMyGaaawd!!!" I screamed as my body shook from the heart-stopping pleasure.
I dropped my phone and grabbed my breasts as I moaned louder.
"Ughh... ughh... oooh fuck..." I labored, trying to catch my breath.
After a while, I returned to my phone and saw that John52 had sent me three messages.
John52: Show me your pussy full of your dildo!
John52: ???
John52: I have now cum while staring at your big boobs.
Reading that, I had another orgasm.
But then I started to worry.
Have I really just done that? I thought, No, I said no photos! Why did I send him that? What if he shows everyone?
My pussy clenched at that thought.
I deleted the photo and dressed myself.
Calm down, I was careful. There's no way anyone could identify me. This will be fine. But never again.
Thus, I convinced myself. I'll never share my body online again.
How come this isn't working? I complained to myself.
Cara had been stuck in lectures all day, so I decided to return to the chat for the first time since sending the photos two weeks ago.
Promising myself that I would never send another photo, I chatted for hours but couldn't reach my climax.
I reminisced about the older man climaxing because of my photo. Why is that such a big turn-on? I asked myself.
I realized that it wasn't enough for me to just chat dirtily online anymore. Knowing that the person on the other side could see my naked body, knowing that they were wanking because of me, not just the words typed out... it was a rush I wanted again.
After 15 minutes of chatting with a man, he hadn't asked for any photos.. But instead of being relieved, I found myself feeling unsatisfied.
Beth18: Want to see my tits?
HungLad: Definitely! That way, I can imagine them around my penis!
We'd talked about my big tits before, and he seemed eager to fuck them.
Okay, one last time, I said to myself.
I took a new photo, identical to the last one.
Every inch of me felt charged as I sent it to him.
What have I done again?!
HungLad: Fucking hell! They're even better than you said they were! I was almost cumming!
"Ooh fuck!" I moaned and stimulated myself faster.
Do it! Cum while looking at my breasts! I want to know your body responded to my body!
Beth18: Cum for me! Cover my boobs with your load!
I fingered myself faster and faster.
HungLad: I'm going to cum! I'm cumming because of your beautiful breasts! I love them so much!
"FUCK YES! CUM FOR ME! CUM FOR ME!" I screamed as my climax hit me.
It was even more intense than last time.
"Jesus Christ!" She continued to moan as her pussy spasmed uncontrollably.
A wave of immense pleasure crashed through Sophie as her orgasm continued for what felt like an eternity. Each passing second was dripping with euphoria as she climaxed again and again.
When it finally ended, her fingers were covered in her own wetness, her body left weak and shaking, and her breathing was labored.
Sophie sat up, signed out of the chat room, and tried to catch her breath.
"You know, that was the last time. Two men have now seen my boobs. No more."
Live Stream 2
Sophie watched as more comments appeared on her screen as she entertained her audience.
"So, honestly, I sent a guy a photo of my tits. I don't think I've done it before, but it wasn't just the dirty talk, it was the fact that a stranger - a complete stranger - wanted to see my tits. He bought it, and that was kind of hot," she said with a surprising sense of excitement in her voice.
User_1: Is that it? I'll be signing off in a minute.
Guest_2: Come on, just give us what we want, you slut.
Ochre sighed and wiped away tears from her eyes.
"It's crazy to think about it, but I didn't really appreciate my body back then. I mean, it was weird having a guy want me. I enjoyed it, though, knowing that a stranger was masturbating to me. It seemed taboo, but not in a bad way. Plus, it was nice to feel desired," she confessed. "Though if I hadn't fallen into this, I might not be in this situation now. So, I guess it's all good."
Sophie's eyes glistened slightly as she even managed to smile a bit while reminiscing.
"I found some new outfits, more fashionable ones," she continued after a moment. "But you know, it wasn't for real style, I just wanted to look sexy so guys would stare at me. What's wrong with a girl wanting attention?"
Sophie remained focused on reading the messages, but it was becoming harder to ignore them and was starting to distract her.
"Remembering the past, I was just a regular girl with low self-esteem. She was just trying to be fun and exciting, so I couldn't believe how sexy men found her," Sophie explained while still trying to concentrate. "It was happening so quickly; I didn't anticipate it. Damn, I shouldn't be whispering."
Sophie walked through the shopping center with a sense of accomplishment.
"Thank fuck nothing bad has happened - to me - in the last two weeks since I sent a guy a photo of my boobs."
Knowing that two men had climaxed while looking at her breasts drove Sophie's newfound confidence to new heights. She felt sexy and desired for the first time in her life.
She couldn't help but think of the people around her.
Screw it, if one of these guys saw me, they'd be so turned on, not realizing that I'm the girl from before.
Her mind was spinning. The idea of men getting aroused from just her breasts in public made her even more excited than ever.
She resolved to dress more provocatively and headed into a clothing store. Although a bit hesitant, she had the money to buy a few fancy pieces.
The saleswoman greated her with a smile.
"What can I help you with today?" she asked cheerfully.
"No, no, you're fine," Sophie responded nervously.
She was a shy girl at heart and didn't want the saleswoman to find out her intentions for buying clothes that showed off her body to attract male attention.
She roamed the shop, picking clothes that suited her and were within her budget.
God, I should've brought Cara. She's much better at this than me.
With resolution, Sophie opted to purchase outfits similar to what Cara usually wore.
The shop clerk directed her to the changing rooms.
In the mirror, Sophie stood before her, her skin covered in a bra and panties barely hugging her considerable cleavage and curvaceous ass.
She looked at her body, noticing her light bra that barely kept her breasts contained.
I look great in that. It would be so hot if some guys could see this, not knowing it's the same girl from before.
After some deliberation, Sophie chose a few skimpy items knowing that exposing her body to strangers would be a rush like none other.
Perhaps I need a few more fashionable bras, ones that flaunt my assets? Sophie considered this for a moment, but then realized she didn't have the funds for new undergarments along with new clothes. Maybe another time.
She picked up a burgundy skirt and slipped into it, pulling it up and closing the zipper around her.
Glancing in the mirror again, Sophie felt uneasy. This skirt was much shorter than anything she had ever worn before. "A sudden bend, and anyone would see my butt," she thought, which sent a tingle through her pussy.
She grabbed a white top and slipped it over her head. It was tighter than any of her usual pieces. When she removed the garment, her bra was visible underneath. In addition, her chest's size was much more noticeable.
"I look like the sluttiest woman alive..." Sophie's pussy tingled again.
She studied her reflection, the skirt's length exposing a lot more than she was used to. And by looking at her large breasts in the top, her chest looked considerably larger than it typically did.
"Okay, next skirt."
Sophie removed her clothing and picked up the next item, another short skirt, but tighter in nature. She squeezed her curvy hips into it before zipping it up. The grey-colored skirt emphasized her curvy shape, resembling a sultry secretary's attire.
Then she chose a black blouse. She put it on and discovered she didn't need a bra; her bra was rather conspicuous beneath the blouse. The blouse only covered her lower belly button, and the rest revealed her breasts.
"Well, I am by myself now."
Sophie removed her bra and put the blouse back on.
"Holy shit!"
She couldn't believe it. For perhaps the first time in her life, Sophie believed she looked attractive. Her slightly tanned skin and her sizable breasts were exposed, practically. One swift movement of the blouse would reveal her erect nipples. And the tight skirt gripping her curvaceous behind made her seem like a pornstar... and Sophie loved it.
"I can't possibly go out in public wearing this," she mused, yet she knew she would still purchase it for potential use.
As she tried on more skimpy outfits, Sophie grew warmer in the changing room.
After removing her last set of clothing, she stood nude, and before she knew it, her hand was sliding beneath her panties and caressing her clit.
I wonder if anyone would notice me when I'm dressed in these... I bet they would think I'm a total slut.
Sophie closed her eyes and rubbed a little faster.
I hope that guys will be hard when they see me, even if I'm fully clothed. I hope they go home and wank while fantasizing about the slutty girl they saw.
Sophie stopped just as she was about to climax.
What am I doing? I can't cum in public, Jesus, forget it.
Sophie dressed herself and went to the cash register.
"Can I pack your things for you, miss?" the employee asked.
"Um, not if I change into them first," Sophie replied, observing the woman's puzzled look. "It's quite hot in here."
"Certainly," the woman responded.
Sophie paid and went straight back to the changing room.
She undressed and put on the frilly, short, burgundy skirt and the tight white top once more. She put on a pair of sneakers that didn't match the outfit. Hopefully, people will be focusing on my feet rather than me.
Laden with her bags of clothing, Sophie took a deep, anxious breath and walked back into the main mall.
As soon as she left the changing rooms, she was riddled with anxiety.
"Am I really dressed like this in public? This is not who I am!"
She became acutely aware of her blunder. Her face flushed red with mortification, and she hurriedly walked as fast as possible to leave the premises.
However, she soon heard a noise.
"Woah, check her out," a guy said from across the walkway.
Sophie halted and turned to see four guys in their twenties looking at her.
"Is he talking about me?", she thought, taken aback.
She abandoned her belongings and assumed a casual pose, desiring to listen in on their chatter.
"She's loving it, ye know." One guy stated, and Sophie had to subdue the urge to smile.
"Yeah, ye can simply see how she's adorned," Added another. "Ask her."
That alarmed Sophie. Although she thrived in the attention, she didn't want any individual, especially one who believed she was a whore, to speak to her.
With haste, she tucked her mobile away, retrieved her belongings, and continued on her way.
Oh my, they were discussing about me! I ought to feel enraged by their remarks! But... I'm not.
Instead, her thighs quivered with arousal as she continued. Sophie held her head high and marched with certainty.
She glanced around to witness if any other person looked her direction. Several did, and each time she witnessed men turn their heads, her fanny contracted, and Sophie yearned for more.
Oh my goodness, this is astonishing! They're genuinely observing me dressed like this!
By the time Sophie reached her residence, she was a gleaming incarnation of passion. Yet she stepped inside and encountered Cara in the lounge.
"Jesus, what are you donning?" She asked, stupefied.
Sophie's countenance immediately turned crimson.
Cara recognizes that I'm not a whore, that this isn't my true self. How can I explain this?
"I eh, took your advice and thought I'd attempt summat new," Sophie fabricated, appearing at ease.
"I indicate, you appear extraordinary!" Cara declared.
Sophie couldn't suppress her smile this time.
"Genuinely?" She enquired, unsure of her attire.
"Aye! I've never viddyed ye dressed like this before!" Cara announced.
Sophie sustained her blushing, yet was cheerful with her companion's response. Cara wasn't censorious - she liked the transformation.
"We dunt need ta visit a pub, like now!" Cara decreed and stood.
"No... no we dunt." Sophie replied feebly. Truly, she merely desired to retire to her chamber and pleasure her vagina.
"No, no." Cara insisted. "Ye got yourself gairn a compliment and now look at ye - ye appear fantastic! We'll gang oot. You ken men ilk tae prattle to ye in this."
"No... no they dunt." Sophie denied.
Remarkably courageous, she knew that beside Cara, she would always be the unremarkable friend.
"Sophie, deird ye n' be a fout," Cara admonished. "C'mon, let's go. Ten quid bets ye a man taeks ye."
She's serious, Sophie pondered. The prodigy of exiting in public wearing this outfit and having so many people view her - her mind was created.
"Aye, if ah must." She insincerely responded.
"Aye, ye must." Cara replied and gathered Sophie's hand.
Half an hour later, the duo were in the beer garden of a bar. The sun was glimmering, which felt delightful against Sophie's exposed flesh.
It was not bustling, perhaps 15 folk within, mostly males.
Sophie passed the time as Cara visited the bar for a drink, and as she stationed herself there, she perceived a fellow gazing towards her effectually.
They're actuality observing me.
Horniness overwhelmed her every thought. God, I'm ready tae cum.
One fellow in particular was no surreptitious. He was pleasant appearance, with black hair cropped brief, a well-tuned physique, and befitting attire.
Sophie was subtle enough to not signify she had observed him.
Let's lay down a new rule...
Producing her hands derrir her back, Sophie pretended to yawn, pushing out her bust. Her bra, which was already seeing partly through the white shirt, displayed itself more.
Subtly glancing over, she perceived this laddie fixating on her even more fervently.
Then she raised her limbs in the air to stretch, permitting her black-topped mini-dress to rise up over her belly bottom, revealing her fair skin.
Ordinarily, Sophie was averse to displaying said area, but his stare didn't waver.
She continured in this position, mindful her mammaries were pushed out, her tummy was on display, her legs stretched, and her uniform skimmed her figure, allowing him to relish it.
Shequite savoured it herself, and her fanny felt drenched between her legs.
Then she perceived Cara returning and promptly assumed a relaxed position.
Uncertain but hornier than before, Sophie looked across and captured the man's eye. She flashed him a grin, and he returned the favour.
"Lovely ae?" Cara inquired, laying their bottles on the table.
"Aye, proper." Sophie answered. "Thanks for bringin me oot, ah required this."
"Ah knew ah would," Cara jibed, "saw ye ae bushie ye wanted."
Luckily, before Cara could end her statement, another specimen appeared at the conclusion of their stool.
Hey there, can I tag along? A deep, compelling man questioned.
Sophie glanced over and almost gasped when she realized it was the fellow she'd been displaying for. She never imagined he'd actually come up to her.
Could this be for Cara? she pondered.
"Sure, be my guest," Cara immediately answered. "Have a seat."
Ah yes, absolutely for Cara.
"Thanks, I'm Sam," he said in a captivating voice that made Sophie feel edgy.
"I'm Cara." Her companion retorted.
Sophie remained tight-lipped. She recognized the drill; Cara would flirt with them for a bit, and depending on their level of attractiveness, she'd swoop them up.
"And who might you be?" Sam seemed to ask out of the blue, and Sophie glanced at Cara, who gave her an amused grin and a nod.
"Sophie," she uttered softly.
"Sophie, such a lovely name," Sam remarked. "I mean, I saw you, knew I had to come over."
Sophie's cheeks reddened, but her pussy got a wild throb.
He... he came to speak to me!!! Oh my god!!
"Leave us be, if you don't mind," Sophie spoke, with Cara saying, "I'll be fine."
"No need to trouble yourself," Cara remarked. "The bar guy's been eyeing me."
Cara then got up and left Sophie alone with the man she'd wanted to impress. She god gazed at his gorgeous green eyes... Damn, I'm randy!
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"Mmm... Mmm..." Sophie groaned.
She quickly shut her bedroom door, and just in time to turn around and kiss Sam passionately.
His hands rested on her back beneath her shirt, touching her bare flesh.
She pulled away from their kiss, but still clung onto him. Breathing heavily, she gazed into his exquisite eyes.
"So, was that outfit of mine to your liking?" Sophie whispered.
She put her hips against him, and his erected cock pressed against her.
"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't." He replied. "I couldn't help but stare at you."
He kissed her neck, and his lips moved to her shoulder, nibbling and sucking.
"I could tell," Sophie murmured. "I purposely showed it off for you."
"How so?" he inquired, still nuzzling her shoulder.
"I knew you were watching," Sophie whispered as her hips rolled with him.
"Truly?" he asked, while still continuing to kiss her neck.
"Absolutely." she purred.
Then, she reached for the zipper of his shirt and slipped it down.
"Got your shirt off. Want me to give your body some attention?" he inquired.
Sophie nodded and disrobed him, pushing him onto her bed.
He gazed up at her with a smirk, and Sophie undid her loose t-shirt, stripping it from her body.
"Oh, and I really enjoyed watching you," he said.
Sophie paused, unclasping her bra and pulling it away, demonstrating her ample chest.
"Ah, I knew," he remarked, sidestepping up again to lock lips with Sophie.
He kissed down her neck, his tongue licking and probing her sexy nipples.
"Oh... god... this feels... fantastic," Sophie groaned, rubbing his back as her lust surged.
It's been too long for me since I had a real man inside instead of my dildo.
As his mouth continued to lick and bite on her nipples, Sophie yanked his head back, offering him a corridor to the bed. Once more on top, she found herself kissing his sexy mouth. Her pussy tasted her own juices.
"Mmm." enchanted, Sophie anxious.
Sam stopped, seeking out his well-endowed cock.
"Just a second," Sophie pleaded, and he halted. "Gotta suck your prick."
He chuckled, clearly content with that offer.
"I won't object." he declared.
Sophie rested her head on his stomach, holding his shaft with both hands, and began sucking it.
"Mmm. You taste so fucking good," Sophie whispered.
Gazing down, Sophie contemplated the man serving her now. This man, merely met a couple of hours, fingered and licked her, and she sought an even greater connection - one involving his sizable cock and vagina.
"Mmm." She moaned while she caressed his balls with her tongue.
He moaned, "Mmm..."
Eagerly sliding her legs under his and grasping his waist, she encouraged Sam to cover her from head to toe.
He came to see me, she thought as they kissed once more, hungry for more.
Passionately, their tongues intertwined, sampling the hints of her arousal blend, their nakedness pressed fervently against each other.
Sophie moved aside, permitting him to relax. She climbed onto her knees, grabbed the hair band on her wrist, and fastened her chestnut hair behind. Sophie's boobs jiggled as she moved, and his eyes were fixed on her.
"Go on, appreciate me."
Sophie made her way down his body until she got between his legs.
With her right hand, she wrapped her slender fingers around his robust shaft.
"My goodness." He gasped.
In her limited sexual encounters, Sophie always appreciated hearing their groans. She valued knowing that it was because of her and what she was doing.
She licked her lips, opened her mouth, and submerged down onto his appendage.
"Mmmm." Sophie moaned as her soft, damp tongue ran over his head and filled her with his scrumptious pre-cum.
Sophie idolized feeling a robust, solid cock in her mouth. It was as if she had entered paradise.
She moved up and down, massaging each inch with her tongue, until her sex craved attention once more.
With a final lick, she glanced up at him.
"Alright, I need this cock inside me now!" She declared.
Wow, did I genuinely say that? I'm sure he thinks I'm a genuine slut... fuck it, I am tonight!
He lifted her effortlessly with his large muscles, positioning her on her back. Her legs spread and encircled his waist.
With her moistness and his spit on his shaft, his head slid into Sophie's diminutive pussy without difficulty.
"Ooh god!" Sophie groaned and grunted.
"Is everything okay?" He questioned.
"Yeah... just... been a while, go slow." Sophie stammered.
Though Sophie had used her dildo often, it was not as massive. Delighting in a genuine cock stretching her pussy appeared incredible.
After a couple of minutes of gently pushing, Sophie sensed his hips against hers and knew he was fully inside her pussy.
Her juices bathed his dick, and the discomfort had vanished. Now she merely felt full and unimaginably great.
"Alright... fuck... fuck me." Sophie groaned.
She held onto his muscular back and pulled him down for an intense kiss as he commenced to thrust within her pussy.
Jesus, this is insane! This is so hot! I'm such a slut! I barely even know him!
The fact that Sophie had met him just a few hours ago seemed to increase her libido even more.
His thrusting intensified, and his penis plunged again and again into her silky pussy.
Sophie's legs rose into the air and clung around him, pulling him deeper each time.
"Yes, harder! Fuck me!" She moaned out.
She clutched onto his muscular back as he continued to fuck her relentlessly.
Then he pulled out and sat upright.
"Turn over." He instructed.
Sophie smirked. Adjusting her position, she went on all fours, bending her back and presenting her ass.
When he grasped her hips, her pussy quivered in excitement.
He aligned his dick with her moist pussy and effortlessly inserted himself back into her.
"Fuck... fuck! It's so deep!" Sophie groaned.
He hastily resumed thrusting, almost dangerously deep and hard.
SMACK!
He spanked and pinched her bouncy ass.
"Fuck! Yes! Spank me!" Sophie moaned.
She couldn't believe the words emerging from her. She'd never been this vocal during sex, but she loved it!
SMACK!
He spanked her ass once again, and it shook.
"He's incredibly deep." He grunted.
"You're so tight because... your... fucking... thick cock!" Sophie groaned.
Sophie's bosoms jiggled as he fucked her, his dick delivering exquisite pleasure one wave after another.
"Oh god! I'm cumming!" Sophie groaned, "Don't stop! Fuck! FUUUUUCCCKKKK!!"
Sophie's entire body trembled, and her sex contracted around his dick as wave after wave of ecstatic climax shuddered through her body.
"YYYYESS FUCK ME! FUCK MY PUSSY!" She shrieked.
He did not relent, either, as he continued to pound into her over and again. Sophie unquestionably enjoyed it.
After her climax, she got on top and sat astride him, riding him for a while to savor one more climax as she grinded against him and massaged her clitoris.
Finally, he returned on top. They hugged closely, locking lips as he fucked her while groaning madly.
"I can't hold back for much longer." He panted.
"Don't come inside me," Sophie moaned, "cum on my tits!"
Sophie had only had intercourse with one man previously without a condom, and she had him pull out as well. Something about a guy ejaculating over her body spurred her on even more.
"Ah fuck!" He grunted. [
Sophie watched as his penis slipped out of her recently penetrated pussy. He swiftly snatched it and started to slither it up and down. Then, the first spurt of semen launched itself forth and landed directly on her midsection.
Sophie seized her bountiful boobs and gave them a vigorous rub.
"Yes, cover me with your sperm!" Sophie howled rapturously.
A volley of cum projectiles landed upon her midsection and bosom.
Sophie experienced a heightened sense of sluttiness, even frantically massaging his sticky sperm into her boobs.
"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" He panted breathlessly, ceasing his ejaculation. "That was phenomenal."
"Yes, it was." Sophie gasped back.
They lay there for a moment before he went to fetch some tissues, and Sophie had herself cleaned up.
Afterwards, he gave Sophie his phone number and left.
Dressing in some comfortable attire, Sophie sauntered to the kitchen to seek a glass of water when she encountered Cara.
"It appears you had a rather enjoyable afternoon," Cara noted with a wry smile.
"Oh, er," Sophie hesitated, "Did you happen to hear us?"
"Truth be told, it was difficult to avoid," Cara chuckled, "I've not heard you swear so profusely in my life."
Sophie blushed profusely, feeling embarrassed that her best friend had caught her acting like a slut.
"Apologies," Sophie whispered.
"Relax," Cara replied good-naturedly, "I was merely teasing."
"So, how did it go with the bartender?" Sophie inquired as she procured a glass of water for Cara, though her legs still trembled.
"Not feeling it," Cara sighed, "I assumed you'd be long done by the time I arrived, but boy was I incorrect."
Sophie's cheeks reddened again.
"So... was that number four?" Cara inquired with a knowing grin.
Sophie consented with a shy nod.
"By year's end, I'd wager you're capable of reaching double digits." Cara jestingly hinted.
"Fat chance," Sophie self-depreciated, "I'm not one who..."
Sophie cut herself off, realizing she was about to describe herself with a disparaging term.
"A slut?" Cara teased, "After all, who am I to frown upon enjoying sex?"
"That wasn't what I meant," Sophie berated herself.
"No hard feelings," Cara assured her, "But you are the one who had loud sex with a complete stranger."
Sophie tried her best to hide her blush and stifle a chuckle at that thought.
Am I a slut?
--
It was the day following Sophie's sexual encounter with Sam.
Cara was out on a date, and Sophie found herself at home and restless.
She returned to the chatroom and plucked up her dildo. I'd trade this for the real deal in a heartbeat.
She pondered messaging Sam for a return visit, but she knew she wasn't that sort of person.
As one guy communicated with her for a few moments, her libido inflated.
Everything has been terrific thus far... actually, this has been extraordinary. I've never been more alive, more sexually satisfied.
Suddenly, a guy requested to see her naked. Sophie hesitated for a moment.
She stripped completely naked, ensuring her face and background were absent from the frame.
If this guy wants to pump one out while gawking at me, why not let him?
Sophie authorized him to view it and snappily sent the image his way. He expressed his delight, and Sophie pleasured herself vigorously.
Despite the orgasm that she attained, her hunger for more persisted.
She scanned the 15 untouched messages in her chatroom.
What's the point of being fearful? Nothing untoward has taken place, I've been mindful, and this is unbelievably sensational.
Sophie opened one chat and spoke with him for a minute or two, and then she obliged by sending him the same image of her tits.
His response was satisfying, and Sophie settled down to enjoy herself while he lavished compliments upon her chest.
I desire more.
Sophie tossed her head and sent the same photo to another man.
Then another.
Then another.
Sophie dispatched the photo of her tits to six separate gentlemen. She perused the responses rolling in as she fastidiously stroked herselg
"Your tits are outright excellent!" One remarked.
"It would be ideal to witness you caressing them for me personally," Another chimed in.
"Ohh fuck yeah, you're making my cock so hard, you promiscuous woman." Another grunted.
Sophie ardently stimulated her clit as reply after reply from each man came flooding in, describing how they were feverishly jacking it to her.
That's it! Jerk off while you look at me! Sophie thought, rubbing herself faster. Focus on my large breasts and stroke your cock! Stimulate your dicks while you gaze at my undressed body! Oh, filthy little whore! I adore it! Check me out, everybody!
The instant the first individual mentioned his reason for seeing her photo, an intense orgasm tore through Sophie's body.
It took several minutes for her to recuperate, and then she began to close the conversations, finished for the day.
She prepared to shut down the final one, but read the message first.
Jamie32: I'm utterly obsessed with your magnificent bosom! Any possibility of glimpsing the remaining portion of your frame?
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