Confessions of a West Palm Slut Ch. 06

It was a rainy Saturday in mid January. I had worked the night before and I was dead tired. I would have loved nothing more than staying under these covers and napping the day away. I slowly climbed out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, I saw the worn face of a 25 year old who had spent too much of the last three months working and partying. Today would be no different. It was Jimmy's birthday and while the rain cancelled the daytime bar crawl that was planned, new plans dictated around 16 of us would watch college basketball at Jimmy's apartment.

I wasn't thrilled about the venue change. After all, I had fucked Jimmy's roommate Kevin two months ago and was dreading any ribbing I was going to receive from Jimmy about it. He teased me about fucking two of his friends all the time when we were at work - playfully calling me a slut and telling me if I bagged one more I'd be considered a three star general. I didn't mind his joking - boys would be boys.

I took a quick shower, put on a healthy amount of makeup, and threw on a Florida Gators tank top and a pair of black leggings. Jimmy was a huge Gators fan so I felt the outfit was appropriate for the activities.

Jimmy's apartment wasn't far from mine and when I arrived most of the attendees were already there.

"Where's Kat?" I asked.

"Her grandmother died. Kevin drove her home last night," Jimmy replied. Kevin and Kat had grown up together and he was the one who introduced Kat and Jimmy, who had been dating for two rocky years at this point.

While I felt bad about Kat's misfortune, I was relieved that Kevin wasn't there. As I looked around the room I also noticed Shane, another friend of Jimmy's, wasn't there either. I mixed myself a Red Bull vodka and sat at an open spot next to Jimmy on the couch.

"Nice outfit" Jimmy whispered, looking at my Gators tank although I'm sure he was also sneaking a peak at my cleavage.

I thanked him a sincere thank you and pulled up the tank top, realizing it showed quite a bit of my cleavage.

The party was loud but generally boring. I debated seeing what my friend Courtney was doing but it was Saturday - there was no doubt she was working. I missed her and all the fun we had gotten into in the short amount of time we had been friends.

The day wore on and I finished my fourth Red Bull vodka. I briefly mingled with the six people still lounging around Jimmy's apartment. With all that liquid in me I had to use the restroom.

Boys definitely lived here. The shower was gross, the floor was dirty and what was once a modern vanity was now chipped and dirty.

I pulled up my leggings and flushed the toilet just in time as a drunk Jimmy burst thru the door.

"Jimmy!" I shot at him.

"Sorry Kel." He shot back as he shut the door and dumped a bit of cocaine on the vanity. He cut it up, snorted a line of it with a rolled up $20 bill, and then motioned to me to partake.

I had never done cocaine before but was curious. It was very popular down here and Courtney swore by it.

I grabbed the rolled up bill from Jimmy and snorted the line he had cut for me. There was a rush to my head, followed by extreme bliss. What a feeling! I moved in front of him to do another line but he stopped me.

"Easy Tiger," Jimmy quipped "that stuff is no joke."

Ignoring him I bent over and did another line, standing up and noticing my nose running a bit. I wiped it with my hand and lost myself in my reflection in the mirror. Two hands then reached around and pulled my tank top down, exposing my 36C tits. My now platinum blond hair was not long enough to cover them.

"Jimmy," I barked. "What the fuck?!" as I tucked my tits away.

I turned around and he forcefully grabbed me by the hair at the nape of my neck.

He leaned in and kissed me and I found myself kissing him back even though I knew shouldn't have. Part of me wondered what Kat had seen in Jimmy that made her so crazy for him. I was about to find out.

With my hair still in his hands, Jimmy pushed me down to my knees. I knelt there frozen. He began to unbuckle his jeans and his pants dropped to his ankles.

"Why don't you give me this famous blow job Shane told me about."

"Jimmy, no, I can't" I stuttered but he would not take no for an answer. He grabbed my head and guided his semi hard cock to my lips. It was thick and already around five inches long. He had low hanging balls that looked freshly shaven.

I reluctantly opened my mouth, allowing his cock to enter; my head still high from the cocaine.

His cock filled my mouth. It was thick and kept growing and growing. By the time it was fully hard there was eight beautiful inches of hard flesh. I sucked him eagerly at first, sloppily mouthing his dick, but he grabbed my head and became more aggressive. He held my head firmly in his two hands while he fucked my mouth. I gagged on his dick each time he thrust it down my throat. I tried to pull away but he was too strong. I was high and overpowered and my eyes were watering. He finally pull his dick out of my mouth and I stood up. He spun me around, both of us facing the mirror, him standing behind me. He pulled my pants and underwear down to my ankles in one yank.

"No Jimmy," I cried but it was too late.

Jimmy's dick had easily slipped into my wet pussy. Kat was going to kill me. I started to moan as Jimmy's amazing cock filled me up. It was easily the biggest cock to penetrate me to date and it felt incredible. It was no use fighting back.

Jimmy pulled my tank down exposing my tits for both of us to see in the mirror. They looked fabulous as always and were swaying back and forth in rhythm with Jimmy's strokes. Jimmy was pulling my hair back so that I could hardly see the reflection of my body getting fucked in the mirror.

I had never watched myself have sex before and it was erotic - even if my make up was smeared from the throat fucking Jimmy had given me. I came hard with a moan that surely signified to the others that something scandalous was going on in here. Jimmy kept fucking and fucking and fucking. Alternating between grabbing my hair, grabbing my shoulders, and fingering my ass - all from behind.

I came two more times. Each time I became embarrassed at the faces I was making in the mirror. My legs were becoming weak and I wasn't sure how much more of a vaginal beating I could take.

Thankfully it didn't last much longer. Jimmy pumped a few more pumps and unloaded his cum into my vagina. He slowly eased all eight inches of his cock out of my pussy and rubbed his cum soaked dick along the crack of my ass, making a mess in the process.

I pulled up my leggings embarrassed of what I had just done. My tank was stretched and for all intents and purposes ruined. You could now clearly see three quarters of my right tit due the the stretched fabric.

I opened the bathroom door and made a bee line for the exit. I left the apartment building and flagged a cab, eager to get home and forget what I had just done. However, as I sat down in the back of the cab I felt Jimmy's cum drip out of my pussy and into my panties - a messy reminder of just how big of a mess I had gotten myself into.

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I woke up Sunday around 1130am but laid in bed until 1 going over the events of the night before. I had tried cocaine for the first time and now knew what all the buzz was about. I had also slept with Kat's boyfriend and all three of us were scheduled to work today. My anxiety was through the roof.

I walked to the bathroom and analyzed myself in the mirror. My body was still unaffected by this new, slightly out of control lifestyle. I nakedly stepped on my scale. Down to 131. Not bad for a tall girl like myself who stood 5'6".

I returned to the mirror, thinking about how the pale skin of my breasts contrasted with the golden brown skin which was not covered by my bikinis. I held my breasts gently in both hands. I truly admired them. If it was not for the confidence these nicely shaped 36C breasts gave me, I'm not sure I would have any at all.

My face on the other hand had seen better days. My new platinum blond hair looked great but my eyes were black and puffy from late nights and bad decisions. As I turned to hop in the shower I picked up my panties from last night off the floor; a dried white cum stain against the black fabric flaunting my most recent bad decision.

I arrived to work to start my shift. The place was fairly empty.

"I'm gonna have to use this cleavage to milk as many tips as I can from those who are here," I joked to myself as I looked down at down at my tits sitting in my familiar black tank top.

I turned toward the bar and Jimmy was already at work behind it. He held up three fingers and then saluted me. He was referencing a term he used for women who slept with multiple men in the same group of friends. According to him I was now a three star general. What a fucking asshole!

I went up to see what section I was assigned today but didn't see my name.

"What's up General," Jimmy quipped.

"Leave me alone Jimmy and just let me know what section I'm working,"

"Kat hasn't come back yet so I'm moving you to bartend. Don't be nervous. I'll help you. It's mostly just slinging beers anyway."

His confidence in me surprised me. The last thing I needed after doing cocaine the previous night was more anxiety and sexual ribbing. Kat's absence helped and so did the constant work of being behind the bar.

The night passed quick. Learning the bar and steady service had made time fly. I had survived and was proud of myself. My confidence was beaming.

I cleaned up the bar exactly how Jimmy had shown me and said goodbye to the staff as they left to head home. I then went to the back office to clock out and head home myself.

Jimmy was in the office already, sitting at a desk, cleaning up some papers. I wouldn't really call it an office as it was more similar to a small walk in closet. There was enough room for a small desk, two chairs, and a dinky two drawer file cabinet.

The desk and one of the chairs were cluttered with papers and junk.

"Come have a seat" Jimmy said while patting his lap.

"Cmon Jimmy, enough" I complained but he had already grabbed my waist. My balance was off and I plopped down on his lap like he was Santa.

I sat there, wondering what to do next. Hash out our mistake from the night before? Ask him about Kat? Get up and leave?

What I found myself doing was leaning in and kissing Jimmy. When sitting on his lap my face was higher than his so I tipped his chin up with two fingers and kissed him softly. He returned my kiss, our tongues playfully dancing in each other's mouths.

He reached into my tank top and pulled out my breasts. This time I did not stop him. We stopped kissing and he admired my multi colored tits which were closer to his eye level than my face. He traced his finger along the tan line on my left breast and remarked that he could tell just where my bikini top sat.

I slid off of his lap and down to my knees. Thankfully I was wearing jeans because the floor was dirty. I reached up and unbuttoned Jimmy's shorts. He stood up, let his shorts fall to the ground, and sat back down.

His thick semi-hard dick rested between his legs. Even semi-hard Jimmy was big. I estimated it to be around 5" which was about the size of my fully erect ex boyfriend of four years. I looked up at him, grabbed his cock with my left hand, and brought my mouth to meet it.

I put on quite a show if I do say so myself. My beautiful tits hanging out, my platinum blond hair being held up by one of his hands. It helped that he was keeping the hair out of my face but I knew he was doing that so he could get a better view of my mouth working on his now 8" hard cock.

I went down and licked his balls which had apparently gotten sweaty during a full shift of work. My mouth retreated to the tip of his dick. I felt his hands grab my head and begin to thrust, making me gag once again. I firmly smacked his hands away.

"Not today Jimmy."

I returned my attention to his dick. It was ideal, if not a bit too big for my liking at the time. It had a thick pinkish head which was met by an equally thick shaft that had various skin tones - pink at the top followed by a thin ring of dark brown skin, before a lighter brown tone covered the last 4 or so inches.

I sucked eagerly, my saliva covering his dick while I bobbed my head up and down on it. His girth stretched my lips. His length filled my mouth. Sucking him turned me on and the quality of my blow job reflected that.

I suctioned my lips to his cock and slowly drew my lips back up to his tip. I felt his cock pulse but no cum filled my mouth. So I kept my lips around the head of his cock and jerked his dick with my right hand, using the obscene amount of saliva I had left on his cock as lube.

His dick pulsed once more in my hands and I felt the first spurt of cum fill my mouth. In one quick motion I swallowed it and deep throated as much of Jimmy's phenomenal cock as I could. I had always prided myself on swallowing and this time was no exception. I swallowed every last drop and quite easily.

I stood up and placed my tits back into their proper resting place. Jimmys dick had softened but still glistened with the shine of my spit.

"I'm gonna go," I told Jimmy, grabbing my things and walking out of the door before he said anything.

As I walked out into the parking lot, I noticed the knees of my jeans were dirty and brown from the floor.

"We will not be wearing these same ones to work tomorrow," I laughed.