Date: Wed, 4 Jul 2018 12:58:43 +0000 (UTC) From: Las Vegas Subject: Conditioned to Fuck - Chapter 5 Conditioned to Fuck, Chapter 5 The Final Chapter Where I ask myself: Why not the big, scary bus driver, or the nasty delivery man, or both? With my step, Mark and Andy; (in fact almost everyone I knew) getting tired of fucking me, (even my uncle had fuck me senseless many times) I decided it was best if I went looking for cock because I realized that I had begun to need the dick. Oh, I was still being fucked a lot, but most everyone saw me as skank and was no longer really that interested in someone who had taken so much dick that as my step said about me, "...a loose, sloppy fuck". I was more of a convenient fuck at home, or a booty call for guys who happened to be horny and wanted fast, easy pussy. It got to the point that by the time I was 15 I had taken a lot of cock, but it was from family and friends. I was known as someone who spread her legs for any guy, any age, anywhere. I got fucked in bathrooms, at parks, school, friends' houses. As for my house, I wore panties and a tee, because by now even my mom had become accustomed to seeing me walk around the house practically nude. To this day I don't know if she knew I was a slut, or if she never put three (my step, mark and Andy) and one (me) together. I do know that my step and Mark and Andy had been so happy with the situation at home. I mean, think about how you would feel having a teenager with a great body that was there anytime you wanted pussy, I don't know how it went from my showing my teacher and principal my tits to their touching and making nasty comments about how they knew what I wanted, to my getting fucked by both. One day I was in control, and then they took me. They fucked me and then it became an everyday thing at school. I got fucked and l not only let them, I liked that they were so dominant. Using my body like they did. It got to the point that my teacher knew I had a weakness for cock and exploited it. He'd come up behind me and put his hand under my blouse and push my bra up to pull at my tit. And from there I was his, to do with as he wanted. The day he put his hands under my skirt and into my panties, I shook my head no, but he put his mouth to my ear and as he said he knew I wanted it and the feeling of his breath in my ear added to my arousal. And it was true. It was not that I did not like being finger fucked while he pulled at my nipple. The reason I said no was that I was embarrassed that every time he touched me, I climaxed so quickly. I just felt his hand going into my panties and my orgasm started. He knew it and took advantage that I had a horny cunt. One day he pretended to be helping me with my school work standing next to my desk. The room full of students. However, he was talking dirty to me. Whispering real filthy stuff; like calling me his cunt, and saying I was made to be fucked, and how he knew I loved taking it up the ass, and I was the school tramp who was always ready to fuck, and dang if he did not make me climax. I clenched my legs together, tried to control my breathing, and he chuckled. The last thing he said as he was walking away, was that he wanted me to come back to the room during lunch time. I did. He was waiting for me and the principal was with him. Two quick fucks, and as I walked out of there I could feel their cum running down the inside of my leg. I liked it so much I told them I planned to stop by my classroom after school to see if I forgot anything. They were ready for me. It may be that the bus driver knew a slut when he saw one. Or it was something my teacher or the principal said. I don't know. I do know that in this too I went from being in control and letting him have his panty shot, to him taking the advantage and fucking me whenever he wanted. One day when we were the only ones on the bus, just before he was supposed to be dropping me off he pulled the bus over and told me he would not see me until school started again in the fall. I waited. I did not say anything because I knew he wanted to say more. He then said how "nice" I had been to him and I thought he was reminding me to give him my end of ride panty shot so I spread my legs for him and showed him my white panties. He said that some girls did not wear panties in the hot weather. There was no thinking about it, I did not hesitate, nor did I even think I was playing with fire. I knew some girls were afraid of him because he was big and mean looking. By big I do not mean fat, but tall and muscular. Big hands and as I was to discover, a big dick. He was so mean looking that he'd glance at us kids and the noise level dropped right away. Or, he just mentioned a name and the kid would see the driver's face and stop whatever he was doing. He did not intimidate me with his size or look. I liked him that way the more for it. I reached under my skirt and pulled my panties down slowly to entice him. Then I took one foot out of my panties and then the other. I spread my legs again and gave him a pussy shot. He held out his hand and asked me for a souvenir of our bus rides. I handed him the panties. He was not looking at me. His eyes were on my pussy. He took a long whiff of my panties and said my cunt scent would stay in his memory all summer, even if the scent of my panties faded. He said he did not intend to wash them but would for sure cover them with his cum. He said he intended to have them (meaning the panties) dripping with cum by the time I went to bed that very night. He wanted to know if I masturbated with my panties on. I said yes. He wanted to know if I had ever used these panties (he held them up) to masturbate in them, and I said all the time. He looked around, took another long sniff and then licked the crotch. He said we wanted to see me over the summer. I gave him my cell number. That summer he fucked me three maybe four times a week. We'd meet at the park and he'd lead me to a willow tree where we went under the branches. I would face away from him and he would lower my panties, take his cock out and after bending me over slightly feed it to me. He'd fuck me until he came, and by that time I had myself several orgasms. I could come that fast, and that often. I liked that he had a beefy cock, and loved that he was rough with me when he fucked me. Then there was the delivery man at the mall. He was so obscene around me. He'd sniff his middle finger to indicate a finger fuck. Stick his tongue out and slowly lick at the air. Use his tongue inside his mouth to push his cheek out to indicate a blowjob. He came and stood close to me, and under his breath told me that I looked edible. There was no one near us. He said follow me and walked to the exit. When I did, did pulled me to the side where no one could see us and put his hand under my short skirt and as he played with my panty line he asked how I felt today. I said fine, and he asked if I wanted to feel even better. When his second hand went under my skirt to join the first one I felt my nipples go hard. He was not being subtle about it. Both hands were groping my ass and he leaned into me so that his erection pushed up against me. Unlike my step whose hard-on was hard, this man's hard-on was hard, and long, and thick. I felt it from just above my pussy all the way to my belly button, and as wide across as my wrist. While rubbing me he commented on my nipples going hard and said he liked that in a little girl. I told him I wasn't little that I was turning 16 and he said in that case he had a present for me in the back of his truck. What is it I asked? He said that I would see, and that he would give me all of it. That comment made me giggled. Once in his truck he dragged me to the back and I did not even have time to turn around for a kiss. He bent me over a box, pulled my panties down to just above my knees and pushed that big cock of his into me. I remember him telling me this is what you want isn't it you little slut as he pushed the big dick into me. The penetration was an onslaught of cock and I remember feeling myself shudder from the pain and l climaxed. As he fucked me he held me by the panties. It was a brutal fuck. Fast. Furious. And I creamed, and then creamed again. As he pulled out he told me that from now on not to wear panties. I said OK. As I walked away he yelled that he was there every afternoon between 3 and 4, and that I should come ready to fuck because he did not have much time. One day I forgot and showed up wearing panties and he said suit yourself, bent me over some boxes, lifter my skirt to my hips, pulled my panty aside and entered me while giving me a single slap on my ass. He did not mess around because he knew he did not have to. For one thing my pussy was wet when I got there. From that day on I remembered not to wear panties. He would lean back again the boxes and have me mount his cock and have himself a quick fuck. I mean sometime less than five minutes. I did not care. Just the penetration by the fat cock drove me to an orgasm. His fucks were so fast that I would still be in the middle of my orgasm and he would be pulling out. Or he'd sit me on the boxes, spread my legs, and I'd watch that thick dick headed towards me and I'd tell him to give it to me hard. He said it could not get any harder than it was, and I told him I meant not to be gentle. He would place his elbows under my knees and while holding my legs up take a straight aim at my cunt. I love the anticipation of the penetration. I would look down and see the fat dark purple head, full of blood, enter me and then the rod, thick and dry slip into me inch after inch until all nine plus inches were in then he'd pull out. The shiny cock now wet and wanting to be back in me quickly, but not quick enough for me. I told him fuck me faster. He my goodness, you are always ready. I told him it was because I was conditioned you to fuck. Afterwards as I was standing there with my wobbly legs and cum smeared between my legs I realized that he was right, I had been conditioned to fuck. Once in his truck he dragged me to the back and I did not even have time to turn around for a kiss. He bent me over a box, pulled my panties down to just above my knees and pushed that big cock of his into me. I remember him telling me this is what you want isn't it you little slut as he pushed the big dick into me. The penetration was an onslaught of cock and I remember feeling myself shudder from the pain and l climaxed. As he fucked me he held me by the panties. It was a brutal fuck. Fast. Furious. And I creamed, and then creamed again. As he pulled out he told me that from now on not to wear panties. I said OK. As I walked away he yelled that he was there every afternoon between 3 and 4, and that I should come ready to fuck because he did not have much time. One day I forgot and showed up wearing panties and he said suit yourself, bent me over some boxes, lifter my skirt to my hips, pulled my panty aside and entered me while giving me a single slap on my ass. He did not mess around because he knew he did not have to. For one thing my pussy was wet when I got there. From that day on I remembered not to wear panties. He would lean back again the boxes and have me mount his cock and have himself a quick fuck. I mean sometime less than five minutes. I did not care. Just the penetration by the fat cock drove me to an orgasm. His fucks were so fast that I would still be in the middle of my orgasm and he would be pulling out. Or he'd sit me on the boxes, spread my legs, and I'd watch that thick dick headed towards me and I'd tell him to give it to me hard. He said it could not get any harder than it was, and I told him I meant not to be gentle. He would place his elbows under my knees and while holding my legs up take a straight aim at my cunt. I love the anticipation of the penetration. I would look down and see the fat dark purple head, full of blood, enter me and then the rod, thick and dry slip into me inch after inch until all nine plus inches were in then he'd pull out. The shiny cock now wet and wanting to be back in me quickly, but not quick enough for me. I told him fuck me faster. He my goodness, someone conditioned you to fuck. Afterwards as I was standing there with my wobbly legs and cum smeared between my legs I realized that he was right, I had been conditioned to fuck.