I was worthless unless I was being used like this by strangers. While I laid there alone in the dark motel room I made a promise to myself that I woul... dedicate the rest of my life to this. To have cock and cum in me as often as possible was my goal. I began chanting my head my new mantra: I am a worthless whore. I deserve to be used. I live to serve. I am a faggot cumdump. I repeated these words and felt true bliss because I knew I was where I belonged.The next time I heard the door open it. To prove my comfort with her 'condition,' I flipped her legs up and with her knees by her ears and ass in my face started licking her hairy ass cheeks. I must admit, internally, I was a little uneasy because this seemed kind of gay - like what I would think a man might do to another man. But I wanted to truly put this girl at ease. She laughed and said no one had ever done that before to her and that it tickled. Taking this as a cue to move on to the puss, I spread her legs. Her labia minora. I felt you gripping my back, pulling me deeper still. Waves of pleasure began to tingle up my spine. Even though I felt this way every time, I couldn’t remember feelings of pleasure this intense. Nearly completely inside, I began to stroke you, slowly at first, all the while kissing your soft lips. I could feel your breath coming in short gasps. Mine too were nearly uncontrolled as the intense pleasure building up inside made it difficult to concentrate on anything else. Your clinging passage. He took his pants and briefs off to reveal a monster cock. At least 11 inches. I closed my eyes in anticipation of both pain and pleasure. I lay back on the couch with my legs open and him on top of me, a pillow behind my head. He placed his cock at the entrance to my hole and told me to relax and that it would only hurt for a bit. His hands found mine as he pushed in a little and a pain pulsed through my body. He pushed a little more and the pain was stronger. "Good, you don't bleed," he.