This is a true sex story about my journey to becoming a slut. I kind of disliked it at first and later started to like it. So let’s begin.First, let...me tell you something about myself. I have a perfect figure and a cute face. I love wearing seductive clothes like crop tops and skirts. I had a boyfriend in school to whom I lost my virginity when I was 18. We used to have a lot of sex but then we broke up before I moved to Mumbai.This incident happened to me about a year ago when I was 20. My. If we move too quickly, he might get spooked and burn the trail, and them with it. Going with his cover story will make it seem like we’re admitting his insane genius. It’ll buy us some time while he gloats. Or whacks off. Or composes his taunting letter, or whatever he’ll do to celebrate. I certainly can’t do anything overt until my friends leave.”“Agreed,” Ramirez replied. “If Springheel means this much to him, and he does not believe he is enough steps ahead of us, he would certainly try. But her eyes were fixed on the bed and she wouldn't allow them to stray upwards to me.Behind her, Lee grinned at me and winked. No, I corrected - he wanted to watch me while he fucked her.He plunged deep into her. She jolted and let out a grunt. Her boobs swayed.Lee began fucking her, holding her hips and pulling her back into him with every thrust. Harriet began to pant. Her hands gripped the bedsheets. I could tell she was close to another orgasm.Lee began to speed up, hammering away at her.. She remembered something about... the name James? Her eyes widened.James!Oh god. What had she done? She'd something permanent. She gasped in aloud, heaving sob.Jesse stood and bolted to the bathroom, leaving Victoria to worriedlycall her name behind her.Jesse gently shut the bathroom door and rested her head against it fora moment. She gathered her thoughts. What should she say? How could sheeven begin to convey the complex swirl of emotions she felt?"I, I just... I just need a minute to.