A Little Self-Reflection (Celebrity Story)

“Harder… come on, put some effort into it,” Karen groaned, pushing her arse out and trying to match the man’s strokes. Her panties were around her knees, with her short skirt hiked up around her waist to reveal her plump, rounded arse and her slick and glossy pussy. The man -she couldn’t remember his name- had locked the bathroom door and started hammering away at her pussy, but not to a degree that Karen was satisfied. It wasn’t that he was small, but that he took his sweet time with what she had specifically said was to hard and fast fuck. She wanted the bathroom to be echoing with the sound of flesh slapping together, but instead of that, it was soft and gentle pats. A pathetic sound compared to what she was used to.

She was at a friend’s house party and had had a fair few drinks, but nothing too drastic. Though, it was a well-known secret that she was… for want of a better word, easy. She refuted any assertion that she was a slut, but in moments like this, she could hardly deny the accusations. She was bent over in a bathroom with a stranger she had met only an hour before hammering away at her pussy. Not only that, she was certain he hadn’t put a condom on and was pounding her tight little pussy raw. Not that she cared. She just wanted a good fuck.

Perhaps most condemning was the fact that this wasn’t her first shag of the evening and whilst she denied being a slut, her endeavours at this particular house party were hardly proof of otherwise. She looked up at the mirror in front of her, her body occasionally being pushed forwards by the hard and slow thrusts of the man behind her. Her make-up was ruined, her lipstick smudged, her chin and cheeks streaked with saliva. She even spotted a dribble of cum on the side of her lips. Her mascara had been smudged by on overzealous boy who dragged his cock back and forth across her face, smacking her with his spittle coated length. She did have to admit that it was quite arousing to be treated like such a whore in that manner. Her face was a state, but she didn’t care at that point. A few wipes and she’d be right as rain.      

Glancing backwards, she watched the guy groan loudly, slamming his cock deep inside her one last time and moaning. She felt his cock twitch and spasm inside her pussy, several long strands of cum painting her insides as she savoured the feeling. It might not have been enough to make her cum, but the sensation of being pumped full of cum was quite something, her pussy tingling as she the white liquid began to dribble down her thighs. The boy pulled his cock out, gently smacking the redhead’s arse before leaving the bathroom and letting her drink in what had just happened. The entire evening had been one casual fuck after another and she wasn’t exactly sure what to think. The word at the party was that she had the tightest pussy around and that all you had to do was get her a drink and she’d let you and anyone you knew have a go. That wasn’t… wasn’t strictly true.

First there was the blowjob in the garage. The friend whose party was always a good time and she figured that it would be best to start with something more familiar. She spent twenty minutes deepthroating him, choking and spluttering across his cock as her own hand buried itself between her thighs, furiously rubbing herself off. Twice, people walked in on her and the guy, but she didn’t miss a beat, savouring every inch of his cock until he sprayed his load down her throat. A sultry wink later and she was off to find her next conquest. She never had the intention of going the parties and whoring it up, but opportunities just kind of presented themselves. Like the next guy, who casually started rubbing her thigh beneath the table. Peeling her panties to one side, she guided his fingers up to her hole, letting him loose on her dripping wet pussy, all the while she maintained a good girl persona, chatting with friends and laughing, all the while having her box rammed with several fingers. Before she came, they snuck off and he finished her off, the redhead returning the favour with a five-minute handjob.

Third was a surprise to her. There was another girl, a blonde named Becky at the party, and she was drunk of her head. As Karen playfully danced with another guy that she had her eye on, Becky started getting handsy, the party’s eyes turning towards the two of them as the blonde began to grope and grind on Karen. She wasn’t one to deny the opportunity, slowly getting into the rather erotic dance. Though, it was Becky that made the first move, leaning in and kissing the actress, her tongue playing with hers as the blonde’s hands groped at her breasts. Lowering her head, she buried her face between Karen’s tits, playfully motorboating the girl before casually pulling down the redhead’s top, her plump breasts bouncing free. Even though Karen wasn’t exactly shy, this was where she hesitated. Sure, she’d fuck people, but she wasn’t some showgirl for a party.

Leading the blond by the hand, the two disappeared to the small bathroom in which Karen was just now, only she had a far clearer face at this point. She didn’t even get to say anything as Becky hiked the girl’s skirt up and buried her face In between the redhead’s cheeks, her tongue finding her asshole instead of her pussy. Not one to deny such a pleasure, Karen reached behind her and pushed the girl deeper into her hole, gently grinding back and forth as the blonde’s tongue pierced her tightest hole. Wriggling deeper and deeper inside her, Becky spread the redhead’s cheeks, lavishing her hole with as much perverse attention as she could. Pulling away, she flicked and lapped at her puckered entrance, bringing Karen to a much deserved and incredibly intense orgasm. Breathing heavily, the two of them shared a kiss, Karen savouring the taste of herself on the stranger’s tongue before Becky rushed away.

And then came the encounter that rendered Karen’s face in such a sorry and sticky state. Leaving the bathroom, she entered the large bedroom to which it was adjoined, in which were waiting three men, three men to which Karen was intimately acquainted. She didn’t know the first time that she fucked them, but it was obviously good enough to warrant repeat showings. She didn’t even have to say a word before they advanced on her in silence. She offered them the usual salacious wink before they pushed her to her knees and slid cock after cock into her tight little throat, hammering and pounding away at her hole. She gagged and spluttered as her mouth was passed from shaft to shaft, saliva dribbling down her throat, her make-up getting smudged and smeared as each cock hammered again and again into her. The first to cum made sure to paint her pretty little face, his cum splattering across her lips and nose. The second came deep in her throat, the redhead being able to swallow it all. The third wasn’t content with a blowjob and took her to the bathroom, where she bent over and let him fuck her tight little pussy, neatly bringing us back to the beginning of the story.

So, she stood there, looking at her cum-splattered face, her saliva-stricken chin and her messy face. Her panties around her ankles and her skirt up around her waist. And for the first time she wondered if she was what everyone was saying. The biggest slut around, the whore that will never be satisfied and the easiest fuck this side of the continent. She wondered if it was true, but quickly put such thoughts aside. For in the mirror she caught a glimpse of the two people who just entered the bedroom. Becky and Tyrone… They looked into the bathroom, smiling at her hopefully and Karen immediately knew one thing. Yeah, she was slut, but what the hell is wrong with that?