How I'm A High School Slut

Rated M for Mature

Please note: This is just some story I randomly thought up. No stealing or flames please. Thank you for reading.

My teacher in my first year of high school told me I was beautiful, I didn't believe him. Mr Coutan was a very nice man, young and handsome. He had muscles, which were obvious to everyone in the school, because many lusted after him. He had soft blond hair and milk chocolate brown eyes. He was tall, about 6'. His hands were so soft, yet hard.

I was only a little freshmen when he approached me. He made my skin tingle. I was only 5', so short compared to others. I had black hair that was so dark, my hair was almost blue in the sunlight. My eyes were two different colors, one was olive green and the other was baby diamond blue. I was 'adorable' from what the girls told me. He said that he wanted to teach me how beautiful I was and could be. So I let him.

It was that week that I lost my virginity.

Others would call him a pedophile, but to me he will always be a teacher. He had other boys that helped show me. I learned how to properly suck a man's penis; I could do it so good, some paid me. I could easily give hand jobs, using my fingers to squeeze the head and fondle their heavy balls. They all taught me to jerk off right, one hand fondling my wet penis and another starting off by pulling on my baby pink nipples with wet fingers, then moving on to using my saliva covered fingers to stretch my ass hole. All while sucking a big dick, which stretched my throat so wide.

Soon some were paying me to get things pierced, to make me sexy, especially since I was so young. In the end, I had my belly-button pierced with a ring that had 'slut' dangling from it, my nipples were pierced with a chain connecting them, my tongue ring was used to pleasure the men in so many ways, and finally, the tip of my penis was pierced by one of the boys that Mr. Coutan had taught everything he knew.

Since I was so young, they bought me toys such as vibrators or fake pussies to thrust in. One vibrator could be opened and filled with one's cum and when ready, it squirted so deeply into the ass of the person's it's in. God, it was wonderful. I've learned from Mr. Coutan since freshmen year, now I was a sophomore.

"Mr. Wolfington! I require your presence after class. Mr. Michaels, Mr. Tom, and Mr. Rague, I require you all as well." Mr. Coutan said before the bell rang. I looked up into my teacher's eyes, they were dark with lust. I shivered, oh how I was so going to get fucked hard.

Everyone except me, Mr. Coutan, Michael Michaels, Roger Tom, and a boy I hadn't really talked to or knew before, left. I stood and walked to Mr. Coutan's desk.

"What is it that you want us to do, Master?" He always got hot and bothered when someone called him that. Mr. Coutan smiled. He spread his legs and patted his lap. I dropped to my knees and unzipped his fly. I pulled out twelve inches long and four inches around worth of cock. Not wasting any time, I began sucking on it, using the ball of my tongue ring to massage him. His hand rested in my hair, petting me.

"Michael, kiss Roger for me please." I heard them move closer and moaning. Zippers were undone and panting was ringing through the room. "Taylor, climb over Forrest here, and kiss me." I felt the boy-Taylor-climb over me and the sound of Mr. Coutan's chair reclining came to my ears. "Forrest, pull Taylor's pants down. Suck his hole until I say."

I stopped and pulled Taylor's pants down, seeing the pale ass presented to me. I felt Taylor shiver, as though he had never done anything like this before. I thought about the first time I had done it with anyone else in the room, I was so nervous, so I couldn't blame Taylor for being so.

Spreading his cheeks, I began licking and sucking on his tight hole. I used one hand, after burying my head in his ass, to fondle his balls that were hitting my chin. He tasted interesting. For a few moments, I did as I was told until a hand on my head stopped me.

I looked up, saliva dripping from my mouth. Mr. Coutan smiled. "Today, Forrest, I wanted our newest play mate to fuck you raw, but I guess we're going to use some lotion I found. I'm going to fuck Taylor, here-" I stroked the Latino boy's face softly, earning a lusty, but nervous stare. "I want you to suck him, got it." It wasn't a question, it was a demand.

I watched them maneuverer themselves for a moment before turning to Roger and Michael. They were busy fucking each other hard. Michael was up against the white board, nipples harder than rock, hand spreading his ass cheeks as Roger's well hung cock pulsed inside him. God, they were hot together.

"Forrest." I turned back around. Mr. Coutan was sitting the same, but with Taylor facing me. His pants were fully off and Mr. Coutan's wonderful penis was stretching Taylor's hole with each thrust up. Taylor's hands were on the chair's arms. Mr. Coutan was holding Taylor's hips, as he moved up and up again. I started working on Taylor's erection, bringing my lips and nose to the pubic hair at the base. "You all are such good boys. Pleasuring one another for me. Especially you Forrest. I think you can go home with me tonight, extra cum for you." I felt myself starting to leak from the dirty talk.

The thrusting began getting frantic and I knew that Mr. Coutan was close, so I began sucking harder, my throat doing all the work as it got tighter when Taylor's cock moved. I felt it expand and sweet cum pour down my throat. I pulled away and gave Taylor a cum filled kiss, making sure to ravish his mouth.

Once we were done, Taylor got off Mr. Coutan and I twitched at the sight of our teacher's cum spilling from him. "God, that's sexy." I muttered. Mr. Coutan smiled with a leer.

"Come here, Forrest. Drop your pants and spread your cheeks. I want a juicy kiss from that slutty mouth." I moaned and undid my pants I let them drop to my knees after I climbed onto my teacher's lap. Mr. Coutan's tongue tangled with mine as our lips met and twisted together. My arms wrapped around his neck and I felt his helping to spread me. Taylor moved behind me, cock slicked with whatever lotion Mr. Coutan gave him, his tip began teasing my entrance. I moaned and pushed back. Taylor's hands, with our teacher's on top, grasped my hips. His cock nudged into me, popping through the tight ring of muscle. I went almost lax with pleasure, but Mr. Coutan laid my head on his shoulder motioned for Taylor to move.

And move Taylor did. I guess I hadn't noticed just how long Taylor really was; or how thick. His head was plump and it was pounding on my prostate like crazy. "Oh, god. Taylor, you're so good..." I slurred. I felt the thrusting pick up. His heavy balls were rocking against mine and my ass was practically glued to him as we barely pulled back; we just kept pushing closer. He was hesitating, I knew. He must have been very sensitive because of the fucking he had just received. "Taylor... ahhh... You can cum in me. It's fine if... ahhh...I don't." His thrusts were short, but hard and deep now. His balls were tightening and his length was expanding before I felt the rush of sticky fluid leak deeply into me. "Ahh!" I moaned, almost drowning out Taylor's cry of completion. He pulled out, slowly.

Mr. Coutan put his fingers in me to stop any cum from escaping. He knew I loved feeling it move inside my tunnel. "That was excellent Taylor. It seems that Michael and Roger weren't needed after all." I turned my head questioningly at our teacher, but he ignored me. "You may all leave if you wish. I have a pet to fuck with."

When they left, Mr. Coutan kissed me sweetly. I leaned into it. "Was that Taylor's first time being with other people around?" I asked quietly. He nodded, and began trailing kisses down my neck. "Master...?"

"Yes, Forrest?" Mr. Coutan said softly.

I leaned in to kiss him. "Fuck me good."

Pulling out his finger quickly, he pushed his pierced erection into my semi stretched hole and began pounding me. I could feel me getting wider every time. He got so into when it was just us. He picked me up and slammed me into his desk, making me grab the end of it as he pushed my legs to my chest.

"Ahhh! Yes! Master, right there! Ohhh, fuck me so good! I want it deep!" I pleaded. My master rewarded me, pace picking up and thrusts getting harder and deeper than ever.

"You'd let anyone fuck you, ehh... wouldn't you?" My master taunted. I knew he wasn't just asking, he was demanding an answer.

"Ahhh... only if I have... fuck... something to gain... Master..." My head was thrown back, saliva dripping from the corner of my mouth. I could feel the piercing inside of my body, nudging and rubbing my sweet spot so lovingly.

"Like who? What did you gain, you little slut?" He grinned and pushed my knees to the desk. I was once again thankful that I was flexible.

"My father's rich friend... Ahhh... please, please there!" He was slowing down now. "No please! Faster!"

"Tell me." He demanded, getting closer to my face, bending my body with him. I panted hard and tried to think.

I'll admit, I fucked with my father's friends a lot. They said they loved little boys that showed them their bottom halves. I let them see everything and let them do anything that my master had taught me. The most difficult one was to pleasure one orally under a dinner table once. His family was there. I even had to have an orgy with one man and his two sons who wished to know what being gay was. The boys were energetic and loved fucking me from behind while the other fucked my throat. I allowed the father to video tape as long as no one outside the orgy knew about it and if I got extra money.

"I needed money! Ahhh... I have to pay some bills..." My family wasn't poor, but it wasn't rich either. It was men that wanted to see my goodies as a child that helped me make money. I let them touch once or twice, but I wouldn't do anything I didn't like. Now, I was paid very well because I would perform for them for a whole week if they wished.

"Oh, prostitute? Sounds like you, Forrest." Mr. Coutan grinned. I let him think what he wanted. I didn't like selling myself for money, but hey, if my family or I need it, I was more than willing if I was the one getting it hard in the ass.

"Ha... Master... I need to cum..." I said, panting hard. I felt and heard him chuckle.

"Of course, I can't deny my pet, can I?" He sped up, forcing himself to push harder and father then before. I felt myself going over once he beat my prostate bruised. "Cum, now!" He demanded with one last thrust.

I felt myself give after everything finally. My cum splattered onto my stomach and felt the expansion and softening of my Master's penis inside me. His cum filled my insides and our chests were heaving. He leaned down once to give me one final kiss and then pulled out. I groaned at the loss, but smiled along with Mr. Coutan.

"You'll always be my Master, right?" Mr. Coutan chuckled.

"Of course. I became your Master when I first told you that you were beautiful. I will always think so."