So basically, that was the year I turned into a slut. It was destined for me - it couldn't have worked out any other way. So now, at 20, I think over ...hat I just did in a cab last week in my half-drunken state after my 20th birthday, horny as fuck and craving sexual attention after a night out being drunk. I was with my two best friends all night, clubbing to celebrate, and they decided to drunk-drive home, and, my uncle having died from doing that, I wasn't stupid enough to join them, so took. You know it only makes me want to fuck you more?” I knew that he loved my laugh. “Well, I think now that you’ve had what you want, it's my turn. Don't you think so, funny girl?"I nodded my head, expecting him to let me finish the blow job we'd interrupted a few times. No, that was not what he had in mind. I watched as he picked up another handful of snow and shoved it not too gently in my pussy. He then made a quick turn and forced his hard cock in after it. I felt as if I could not breathe for. "No problem." He shrugged, "It was actually quite amusing, and the kisses were a real benefit." By the way, what did you say to him that made him change his mind and storm off so fast?" I asked.Rob laughed, "I told him you used to be a guy!"I held back a soft giggle, he stood snickering at his little joke. From down the street a bus began to approach, I smiled and looked up as it rolled to a stop. "You mind if I tag along?" He laughed and followed me inside, sitting down beside me. He was still. After letting me taste him for scant moments, he pushed me away and held a finger to his lips. Getting out of bed, he pulled me to his hard body. Turning me away from him, I was then bent over. Gripping my hips, his cock entered my still warm and hungry cunt. Finding my clitoris, he began rubbing it. I began to moan softly as his rod found the interior of my channel to its liking. With each stroke, my moans began to get louder until Jay cut them off by cupping my mouth. Stopping, Jay eased.