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White Sluts’ Club: Feminist Virgin

I’ve been judged my entire life.

In my senior year of high school I had a serious boyfriend whom I blew daily, often two or three times. I couldn’t explain it, but from the very first time I had a cock in my mouth I loved giving head.

I loved the feeling of a cock in my mouth… especially when it was swelling from frank to bratwurst between my lips. To me, that was magic.

I equally loved feeling its firm hardness once it was completely erect, as well as feeling it pulse as it erupted, spewing warm, salty seed down my throat.

I didn’t always swallow the cum. Half the time it ended up splattered all over my face. My boyfriend loved the hubris of coming on me and although I hated to admit it, I loved the feeling of his warm cum raining down on my face. Believe it or not, I particularly loved the humiliation of it.

Although outside the bedroom I was the ultimate nerdy-looking, sweet good girl, the one every parent wanted to babysit for their children, in private I loved being slutty.

I loved wearing a thong and stay-up stockings under my long skirts or jeans.

I loved the idea that almost everyone saw me in only one way, yet underneath my perceived good-girl exterior lurked a cum-hungry slut.

Although ‘slut’ was probably overstating it, as I remained a virgin during this entire time.

I just sucked his cock… a lot.

I just swallowed his cum… a lot.

I just took facials… often.

Anyway, although I blew him all the time it wasn’t enough; he wanted to fuck me, but I really wasn’t ready for that.

So he dumped me for some skank who would fuck him on the first date and I suddenly ended up single. Ironically, I had hoped to lose my virginity to him at prom, I know, stupid, but he dumped me two weeks before then.

The kicker and what I couldn’t get past were his parting words, “You’re just a goodie-two-shoes tease.”

This exit line simmered through me all summer while I tried to break out of that Pollyanna image. I did particularly well in that endeavor while I was travelling in Europe: I had a wild summer. I managed to retain my virginity (well, one of my virginities), but I almost lost it to an Italian guy who was ten years older than me in Venice until I compromised and allowed him to take my anal virginity instead (which I found was very pleasurable once the initial pain subsided). I got in a 69 with a pretty girl at a hostel after a few too many drinks (I didn’t love licking pussy, but I sure enjoyed her tongue-licking me). I sucked off a bartender I’d met five minutes previously and did it behind the counter of his bar in Rome. I got ass-fucked in a bathroom in the Vatican after some convincing (where I really lived up the ‘When in Rome shoot off a Roman candle’ philosophy). And in France on the last day of my trip, I ended up at a party where I blew three guys in tandem, before finishing my kinky summer joining the mile-high club with one more ass fucking in the airliner’s cramped bathroom.

When I returned home I felt a bit guilty for how sluttily I’d behaved, so I decided that when I started college in the fall I would set sex aside (at least sex with other people) and focus on my schooling.

I’ve mentioned my nerdy look. I should also say I’m the epitome of the cute (but still nerdy) girl next door. I’m short, 5’1″, with long blonde hair I usually wear in a ponytail, blue eyes and secretly large DD breasts (I always wore loose sweaters in high school and didn’t take gym once it was no longer mandated (and why is it ever mandated? I mean seriously, how can dodgeball conceivably build anyone’s character?)). Anyway back to the subject, I concealed my breasts because I was rather self-conscious when I got stared at. Instead of gym, I kept fit by working out on my own, doing squats and so forth.

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