Well... Without the Crack
written by:
Kristen S

Confessions of a Slut. Chapter 10

Well... with out the crack.

By Kristen Shigh

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my continuing sexual saga. It is dark. Very Dark. It is not as dark as the last few but still dark.

If you do not like it or want it dark, don't read it. Please, DO NOT walk down this path if you are not up for it and then give me a low vote just because you did not head my warning.

MOST IMOPORTANTLY! Do not think that because this turns me on that it turns every woman on. Not even close. There are (I hope) very few that it turns on. DO NOT do this to someone that does not know what she (or he) are getting into and has given full permission.

In many ways, it would help to at least read my last few entries to understand part of where I am coming from - but it is not necessary. Just know I did not get this way over night. I don't want to tell you what to do. I want you to tell me what to do. Or do I?

Confessions of a Slut.

Chapter 10

Well... with out the crack.

By Kristen Shigh

It had been a good while. OK, a long while. If you have been following this you know how long it has been. Long enough to think that maybe it had passed. Yea, I thought maybe I was passed it. I prayed that I was passed it.

Sex.

But then one night a few weeks ago, I was walking home from the subway stop and I saw a woman propositioning a man right on my street. My street! It was obvious what was going on. I stopped on a stoop and lit a cigarette to watch from afar. Honestly, I have never watched something like that. She was clearly fucked up. Intoxicated. High. She staggered as she talked. She slurred. She talked to everybody. She was pretty close to the street. Homeless, maybe. Probably not. But close to it. But clearly an addict, like me.

Only I am a different kind of addict. She was by contemporary standards - how do I say this PC? A victim of habits caused by the decay in society. OK, that was lame. You know what I mean. Yes, for the non PC she was a crack whore. A crack whore. I hate to admit it but, I can't help it... I was so jealous.

She was propositioning everybody that walked by. Fuck, she propositioned me. I side stepped it, but ducked up onto the stranger's stoop to watch her. She was as non-chalet as someone pan handling. "Wanna have some fun tonight, baby?" She smiled a missing tooth grin. She was vivacious, flirtatious. Desperate.

I imagined her saying to men something like, "Let me suck your cock, baby."

It got me keyed up. I wish I had guts to do that. I am ashamed. I am. After about twenty minutes, a man stopped. They talked for a moment and then walked away together around the corner into an alley. FUCK! It was turning me on. It was working for her. I wish I had the guts to do that. I bet it could work for me.

It was happening again. IT. Fuck. I hate IT.

I took a breath and walked on down the street, I tried not to glance down the alley. It was dark. I could tell there were two figures. I didn't dare. NO WAY!

But she was doing it, I knew it. I could feel it. I could smell it. She was sucking his cock right there in the alley way. Holy Cow!

I want to be a crack whore - well... with out the crack. I wanted to suck cock. Lots of cock. Strangers. No strings attached. The sleazier the guy the better. The sleazier the place the better. But how? FUCK! It was happening again. I ran home and masturbated in the privacy of my room. I am such a coward. FUCK! I want it. Days went by. I thought about it. Constantly. I began to obsess. You know how I do.

In case you haven't figured it out I am an addict.

Like - ya know how there are different kinds of alcoholics? The kind that drink every day - or the kind that can go weeks or months with out a drink - no problem - but then when they have one they cant stop drinking till they black out.

That's how I am with sex. As you probably know by now - once I start thinking about it - it is all I think about. I binge. I get where I have to have it. I need more. I need to be filled. Fucked. Gorged. Fucked till I black out. Pass out naked in a strange place in a pool of cum. I hate it. I need it. I want to fuck right now. I am naked as I tell you about this.

Even though it has been a few months since my last little adventure - I knew it was going to happen again. I told myself it would not. Not after the last one. But, I became like... a... an alien from some Star Trek episode or something. One mission. My life became devoted to trying to figure out how I was going to make it happen. IT. Be a total fucking skank. Well, for a night (or two, maybe.)

First and most importantly, I knew I was going to have to get out of the city. I don't know why - but I just can't do something like that here. No one I know knows I have this malady - this addiction. I would like to keep it that way. But FUCK! The excuses I make at work to go away for the weekend. How many Aunts can die in a year?

I thought about it all week. IT. I looked at maps. I priced rental cars. I wonder if I am the only person that has masturbated while flipping through rental car web sites. Fuck! I did. I came for the first time in weeks! Dark tinted windows in some anonymous parking lot, Holy Cow!

I took the interstate up state and got a room an exit down from a rest stop. It was a dive. I showered and shaved - everything. Fuck that turns me on. I had packed the slutiest clothes I could concoct, but changed my mind after dressing and redressing a thousand times. I opted for a cute lil sundress. Loose fitting - no underwear. Easy to fuck in.

FUCK! I was going to do it!

I looked myself in the mirror. "Wanna have some fun tonight, baby?" FUCK! That turns me on... "I am going to do it I am! I AM NOT A COWARD!" I thought as I clutched the car keys...

...It was summer, dusk comes late - 9 O'clock or so. The rest-stop parking lot was busy. Lots of activity - families going to and fro. I sat in the car - waiting for it to calm down a little, But IT would not calm down. I was so horny I was about to scream! I was going to do it. AND IN A PUBLIC PLACE! Holy Fuck!

I slipped my hand beneath my lil dress. AHHH loose fitting clothes. I was all hidden behind rented rolled up dark windows. Holy fuck I was wet! Freshly shaven. Sitting in the parking lot of a rest area, touching myself, looking out the window watching people get in and out of cars - wondering whose cock I was going to suck. I mean - I knew it was going to happen. I just didn't know how or who. FUCK, I wish it would get dark!

I chain smoked. I was nervous. Crickets were beginning to chirp. The orange sky began to bloom with fertile purple which ripened into a deep midnight blue. The fruit withered to blackness leaving silver seeds of stars.

Beneath the austere twilight, I moved to a concrete picnic table near the restrooms. Center of attention. I was going to fucking do it! Mercury vapor, does little for my complexion, I am sure. I made eye contact with a few. A few smiled and said, " Hi."

But no one had that look. You know the one. Fuck! I could feel my lack of underwear and freshly shaved lil saucey feeding my lust. "So, baby, wanna have some fun tonight?" I muttered inaudibly beneath my breath.

The sundress was practically falling off my lil breast-es-es. They are so cute, hardly anything to hold a loose fitting dress up with though. My nipples were hard and erect. My lil breasts were screaming for attention. I like my breasts. Have I mentioned that before? I do. They are tiny. I wanted them to be fondled. I wanted... I wanted,,, I wanted to hump the fucking corner of the table. I wanted to go back in the car and masturbate. I wanted to expose myself. I wanted to show someone my freshly shaven pussy. I wanted to fuck. No, I wanted to suck cock. Lots of cock. FUCK ME! I am a whore! A skank. Throw me to the ground and cum on my face. All of this rolled around my lil noggin as I sat petrified on the table, saying nothing to no one as they passed.

"Relax." I told myself. "Here comes one. Say it, say it." I said nothing. I did not even make eye contact. "Wanna have some fun tonight, baby?" I finally muttered at my bare feet after he passed.

No one heard. I was sad, scared, ashamed, and horny as can be. More people walked past. Some nodded,. A few said, "Hi."

I smiled at those who smiled. After a while a kindly older man walked by and said jovially, "Good evening, there young Lady."

I smiled back and said, "Wanna have some fun tonight, baby?" HOLY FUCK! I did it.

He blushed and shook his head embarrassed. I didn't care - I did it. It was so fucking liberating. I wanted to walk into the men's room and suck off every man that went in there. But I figured I would get arrested, And I knew I would never do that. I wanted to put a sign up "Free blow jobs in the parking lot - See the skinny Red head on the picnic table." Tee Hee.

The older man just nodded his head as he blushed and stammered, "No, I don't think so. But ummm.. Thank you."

"Wowzers, " I thought, He said "Thank you."

I tried it a few more times. "You wanna have some fun tonight, Baby?"

They all said, "No," in some fashion or another, but it was getting easier. I was getting hornier with every attempt. Bolder. Even the rejection turned me on. A lot. Maybe too much.

A real sleaze-ball, New Jersey greaser popped out of a Camero. He had the look. You know the one. He was going to say, "Yes."

I knew it. I took a deep breath, made eye contact. He recognized me immediately. I couldn't wait to say it., But before I could say it - he said it. "You look like your looking for a good time tonight, babe."

I fucking froze. My jaw tightened. I could not speak. Involuntarily, one of my bare feet came up to the top of the picnic table. My legs spread. I slowly brought my skirt up enough for him to get a little tease. HOLY COW! I was exposing myself to a total stranger in public.

He didn't miss a beat, "Let me go take a leak and I'll be right back."

Oh my God! It took everything I had not to just start touching myself right there, or follow him in to the public toilet and suck his cock right in the stall, or getting back in my car and driving away. I didn't have long to think. I felt his hand on my back as he sauntered to the front, he leaned in.. I turned my head. I did not want to kiss him, fuck that. I wanted to suck his cock. He smelled like cheap cologne. His rough shaven face felt good against my cheeks. "How much you want for a good time tonight?"

I swallowed hard. I could not speak. I reached down to his crotch and felt it through his jeans - he was already hard. I managed a whisper, "Nothing, I just want to suck your cock right now!"

Holy Fuck I cant believe I just said that. I was ready to cum right there....

...In the passenger seat of his car, his underwear smelled faintly of urine. His cock was small but warm and hard. Hungry. Like he could probably fuck all night. Salty, like maybe he had sex recently and not washed his cock. I imagined that to be true as I took him in. FUCK I like it dirty.

His car smelled of stale cigarettes. It turned me on.

Everything about it turned me on. Maybe, I am just in love with sucking cock. I thought about every poem Jenny has ever written. God, I love her! God, I love sucking cock! I wished she was watching me. Would I impress her? His body began to twitch. The thought of impressing her calmed my gag reflex. I took him all the way in and flailed with my throat.

"Damn, girl. Your good."

Fuck, I AM good at this.

"Slow down there little girl."

"Little girl, FUCK you! I don't wanna slow down. I wanna make you cum, you mother fucker!" I thought as I inhaled him whole. "I'll show you what a little girl I am."

His body began to twitch. I knew it was coming. I knew it. I was going to make this mother fucker cum.

He was exhaling quickly. His cock throbbed in my mouth. Any second now... Give it to me... Gimmie. He let out a loud moan - warning me he was going to cum. Like. I didn't know that.

He twitched a final twitch and shuddered a final shudder as he released an ample load. I swallowed without hesitation -- nothing to it -- just enough to make me want more. I looped my finger round the door handle. The dome light flashed on wholly breaking what mood there was. I leaned in and gave him a breathy thank you, so he could smell the cum on my breath. He looked dejected by my sudden departure. I felt triumphant. Make an exit, girl.

"Wow, nobody ever got me off that quick. You sure I can't give you a twenty or something?"

I thought for a second. "Got a Majik marker?"

"Ummm... yea, I think so."

"You could do something for me... Go into the men's room and write in big letters that I am giving blow jobs in the parking lot for free."

"You sure?"

"Yes. You were the first by the way. Thank you. I am so fucking turned on. Tell them to go to the Picnic table and ask me if I am looking for a good time."

"Ummm... What's your name?" Fuck that turned me on - we did not even exchange names.. "Kristen. With a K."

I shut the door the dome light went out and I walked off into the darkness - ecstatic. Tingling. Ashamed. Alive.

I sat in my car and smoked a cigarette. I saw him head into the bath room with a majik Marker in his hand. WOWZERS.

When I had finished my cigarette I went back to the picnic table. There was already an old man there hovering around it. The greaser waved the majik marker as he drove off.

"Are you Kristen?" He asked with an anticipatory smile.

"You lookin to have some fun tonight, baby?" He smiled. Fuck, that turns me on. He was an older man. Sleazy. A perv. I didn't care. I could relate to it. He has IT.

The same IT I have - I was on fire. I smiled back, and he lead me down a little path past other picnic tables and a canopy of trees to the last picnic table on the trail. It was secluded but still public. The last few lamp-posts were out. The sound of the highway roared all around. Car doors opened and shut. Muffled voices ricochet through the sparse woods.

He sat on the bench and unzipped his trousers. I petted his skinny hard on as I sat next to him on the bench. He wheezed a rousing wheeze as I leaned over and took his warm head between my lips. I was sucking off some old perv. Holy Cow! In an instant I was bobbing incessantly. My cheeks slipped from the bench and I was down fully kneeling in front of him. My knees digging into the cold mud. I felt like such a sleaze. I was hot. I was going to make this man cum. "Cum, damn it! Fucking Perv."

My hand gripped the concrete bench. My whole body rocked atop his pathetic cock. He throbbed and wheezed.. I took him whole. Soft mud squeezed between my toes as he relieved him self in my mouth. That quick. Fuck, I love that. I am a cum depository for dirty old men. I left him sitting there catching his breath. Again, I whispered, "Thank you." So he could smell the cum on my breath. I disappeared into the darkness heading back to my car for a cigarette.

But as I passed the center picnic table, My picnic table, there were three men hovering, pacing, smoking cigarettes beneath the street light. They saw me approach.

"You wanna have some fun tonight baby?" One of them asked.

"Are you Kristen?"

"Hey, I was here first."

"Fuck you."

"No, I was here before both of you."

Oh My! They were arguing over me. ME! "Now, boys. Let's not bicker why don't you all follow me, we all wanna have some fun tonight."

I walked in front. I did not see who followed. There was three of them. Two in there early thirties - players. The other was a young one - pudgy awkward red head. Freckles. I didn't care - they were following me. ME! The path was a blur - I wanted to take them to the same spot the perv had shown me. It was perfect. He might even still be there hiding in the bushes, watching. The thought kinda turned me. on. I was on fire. The boys were grabbing at me from behind. Toying with me.

When we got to the picnic table there was only two of them. The pudgy boy chickened out I guess. But the other two were there and more than ready.

You could hear snippets of meaningless conversations through the sparse trees. I was sure someone was going to come down this path walking their dog. "I am a fucking dog," I thought as I ushered the two of them against the picnic table. I was so in control. They leaned against the picnic table. I stood between them facing them. My hands slid to their wastes and along the top of their trousers. "OK, who's first?" I felt cocky.

One was hard, the other not so much. I turned and went to my knees. Mmmm. I unzipped him and his cock popped out. Hard. I licked it like a piece of hard candy. My candy. Mine. "Oh my you have a big cock," I complemented as I marinated his slab with my tongue. Boys like hearing that, no matter what size they are. I wasn't lying.

The other boy stepped behind me and lifted my hips. I clutched the table for balance as he flipped my skirt up over my bum. My shaven saucey ripe, glistening, delicious. He grinded his trousers between my cheeks. He was hard now. He was going to fuck me. I wanted him to fuck me. Even though I had come here just to suck cock, my lil saucey was famished. I spread my legs and arched my back. The other boy grabbed my hair and told me I had better start sucking. I moaned an audible moan as he shoved his cock in my mouth. "Hey, I think she likes it a little rough," He chuckled as he pulled tighter on my hair.

"Ya think?" The other chortled as he swatted my ass. I jumped, startled. Starving. I was loosing control.

"Fuck me." I whimpered. I had lost control. I was begging. I am such a sub. "FUCK ME!" My sweet saucey was so hungry. He slapped me again and my gag reflex retorted angrily. I had to cough up his cock from my throat and spit the acidic foam on the ground. I took him in again. "I am fucking good at this." I told myself retaliating, regaining control. I took him in deep. Fuck, I love sucking cock. The other boy thrust from behind. He was hard now. Fuck, he was big. He pushed hard entering slowly but decisively, driving both cocks hard toward the center. Two cocks. Two cocks inside me, Filling me. Thrusting pushing shoving pulling plunging. Filling me. FUCKING FILLING ME! He swatted my ass again and I clinched tight around his shaft.

"MMM, I think she likes that." He did it again, and again - spanking me. My cunt clinched with every swat, as did my tonsils. Both cocks got harder. He throbbed in my mouth. One pulling my hair, the other swatting my ass. Both fucking me. ME! I turned them on. That tuned me on. The old perv was probably hiding in the bushes whacking off. That thought too turned me on.

One filling my mouth with flesh, the other fucking me hard - doggy style - fuck, I was on my feet. Cave woman style. I pushed against the table - they both pushed back. We were fucking with primitive furry I gasped. His cock seemed to extend with every swat. The spot. The spot. He was finding the spot. Nobody finds the spot. The head of his cock felt warm against it. He was knocking on my door. Pulsating. We were both pulsating. In rhythm. The door was cracking open. I was going to cum! One cock slipped from my mouth - I moaned loudly. The head of another pushed against the spot. "FUCK!" I shouted. I was cumming. Full on. Cumming!

He shoved his cock back in my mouth muffling my moans of ecstasy. "Not so loud," he warned. Waves. He throbbed in my mouth. Swat. My cunt clinched tight against the other throbbing shaft. His warm head pulsed on the spot. The spot. The mouth of his cock seemed to pucker. He kissed it. The spot. He tongued it. The fucking spot. Swat. His cock was licking my fucking spot. His cock! Like a cat's tongue against my twitching trigger. I could feel the mouth of his cock open wide, - swat - yawling as it spit great balls of fire right on it. Holy fuck! Hot goo splattered right against the spot. Waves. Nobody has ever done that! HOLY FUCK!

The other one grabbed the back of my head and thrust. He too was ready. I'm not sure I was. I was busy cumming. CUMMING! Cum shot down my throat. Some went up my nose; he was in so deep. Waves. I gagged. I coughed, Two cocks erupting inside of me at once. I could not catch my breath. Waves. As one cock slowly with drew from my sweet lil saucey the other softened in my mouth. I was still trying to swallow. Waves. I was still cumming.

They both zipped up and left me leaning over the table still cumming. Still trying to swallow. I had a mouth full of cum I could not swallow. Hyperventilating. It dripped from my chin. They walked on up the path, chuckling to each other as they disappeared. Laughing at me. It turned me on somehow. I tried to compose myself. I was staggering. Like the crack whore. Staggering. Dazed. Zig-zagging up the dark path. Bumping into bushes, my eyes were watering, I could not see. Grabbing tables and broken lamp posts for stability. Staggering. I am sure my make up was a mess. Cum leaked down my thigh. My knees were muddy. My dress was falling off.

I am a whore. A skank.

I wanted to touch myself as I wondered who would be next.

To be continued.