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A whore isn't such a Whore

Novel By: Vampirekiss17
Romance



As a whore, you would expect me to like being raped, being teased and so on.
Well not all people like it.
Chased, Raped, Kidnapped and defonitly not good to run in heels, Jennifer Hates this life she has. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Nov 13, 2011    Reads: 353    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   


"Stop!!!" He wouldn't stop. He just wouldn't stop. "Stop, please!!!"

"Not until you realise that you love it." He was tall, about 6'3, green eyed, pale, black haired and utterly gorgeous.

"I'm stuck here forever then." I whispered painfully. I had been at a night club, happily sucking off my best friend, Jack. Yes, you could call me a whore or a slut since I had pretended to be drunk and said I wouldn't remember. And that I wanted a bit more. OK maybe you should hear the story for yourself and maybe it would be clearer.

Four hours earlier.

"Come on, Jennifer. The clubs finally open!!!" I laughed as Jack pulled me into Sexe Nuit. It was five past 7 and we had been waiting for 20 minutes for the club to open. We walked to the bar and looked around the place. It had a stage where a band called the "Night Beasts" was playing. At either side of the stage there were was a cage with women. One had two women making out and the other had a women and a man shagging and sucking each other. The women were wearing knickers and a piece of lace around their breasts except the woman with the man, she wasn't wearing anything. Neither was the man. I had never been so attracted to a woman before in my live.

One of the lesbians had black hair and big tits which took my fancy while the other was dirty blond and small its. They were both pale and hot and sexy andlicking each other out. The other girl wasabout my ageand the man must have been in his late thirties and she was sucking him. Man, that's just wrong!!!

Here's my fact file. I'm Jennifer Maitland a 17 year old bisexual. My best friend is Jack Towal whom in which I live with. He was red hair, and I mean it's dyed dark red, has blue eyes and a smoking body, he has a different girl at the apartment every weekend and I wish I was one of them. I have size F breasts and I'm a whore in the weekends and I work at my Dads business during the week.

I have blond hair and tanned skin to go with black eyes. I have good pay and there for manage to live with Jack in our small three bedroom apartment. He was wearing a white t-shirt, baggy jeans and trainers while I wore skin tight, leather black, inches above the knee dress with killer black heels with hundreds of straps.

I ordered a vodka and cola and he ordered straight vodka. He was going to be wasted too soon.

"Come and Dance Jenny." He grabbed my hand and pulled me over to a table so we could place our drinks.

"Fine." As soon as we were on the dance floor Jack started to twirl me and spin me round.

"Come on, you call that dancing???" he shouted over the booming songs. I couldn't believe what he was saying; he wanted me to dance when he knows that I really don't like dancing. I made up my mind and told him to stay still. I snaked my arms round his neck slightly and started too slide sexily up and down with my back facing his body. I felt his arms slid round my waist and grinned. His arms went up my sides and onto my breasts.

I let go and went to my drink. I was going to be wasted after one drink. Or as I had said to Jack earlier. "Jennifer, I never knew you could dance like that!!!" I winked and he pulled me too him. "Jennifer." He whispered in my ear. I pushed him off me and gulped the remainder of my beverage. I let him pull me to the back of the club where the beds were.

He wrapped my hair around his hands and breathed heavily. I suddenly knew he was getting horny. A flash came into my head.

I was lying on my stomach on a bed with silk sheets. A man with black hair and pale skin had his eyes closed and was sitting on my legs right behind my bum. I kept trying to kick him off and failing miserably. He was thrusting inside of me, harder than I would have liked.

"Stop!!!" he wouldn't stop. He just wouldn't stop. "Stop, please!!!"

"Not until you realise that you love it." He was tall, about 6'3, green eyed, pale, black haired and utterly gorgeous.

"I'm stuck here forever then." I whispered painfully. He laughed harshly and I tried to accept being raped but it wasn't possible. I would do anything to be back in that room, sucking Jack.

"Jennifer, what's wrong???" I shook my head and started to unbutton his jeans. He froze and grinned before pushing his face into mine. I ripped the t-shirt with my nail and he slipped it from his arms.

"Jack, Take me." I whispered against our lips. He stopped and pulled away, his fingers going to the zip in-between my breasts. He would soon realise that they were not concealed in a bra but were free to whoever might want to have sex with me.

His eyes widened when the dress fell away and I grinned, breathing heavily and ready to ride his horse. I bent down on my knees and slid his jeans past his legs and down to his ankles, ready for him to step out of. Once his trainers were off he stepped onto a new patch of floor and he was left in hi white boxers and I in my black thong.

He gasped and started breathing heavily and fast as I ripped the elastic and fabric of his penis. It was big and fleshy, the veins were showing. "Ready for me to be your whore, Jack???" He nodded quickly and I took hold of his bulge and began to rub it. He moaned and I felt it getting warmer as I rubbed it harder and faster. It became light and I knew if I let go it would still be in the air.

I laughed and let go of it. Just as I said, it stayed in the air and cum became to dribble slowly out. Time to get his knees buckling I thought to myself. I grabbed tight of his penis and pulled it closer, opening my mouth wide for his large dick. I licked the head of it and Jack moaned putting his hands on the back of my head and pushing me closer. I blowed, sucked, nipped with my teeth and licked his penis for around ten minutes while he moaned and rubbed the remainder of his penis.

I stopped and pulled my head back so it was out of my mouth. "Your turn, Jack." I whispered sexily. He lifted me bridal style and walked to the bed, dropping on the sheets and lying on top of me. I felt him slip inside of me and slip out again. I brought his face to mine and kissed him. He slid in and out will I caressed his lips with mine and pushed my hands threw his hair. I wanted him. I realised I needed him. "Jack."

I was Jacks whore now.





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