Nancy's Bitch/The Prostitute (With Pics)

Two short stories very closely related to each other. The Prostitute is a continuation and more of a sequel or sorts.

(numbers) correspond with pictures in following posts.

I had always thought college would be my time to finally get laid. I had a girlfriend or two throughout high school but always with the bookworm girls who would never go past 1st base. College came around and I noticed the most asshole guys, despite their total lack of manners and general decency could get with girls who looked like this (1). I wanted nothing more than to be able to get with those girls. I would go up to them and always just end up with them laughing in my face. I must admit I preferred this instant rejection over having me spend a fortune on takes on them all night only to have them whisked away (2) and I have to avert my eyes before their men start to give me a hard time.

After realizing that I wasn't going to be getting with these girls, even though they did seem to be getting with everyone else (3). I changed up what I should be looking for. It went from trying to find the sluttiest of girls who were always so mean to me, to going after someone a little bit, well, frumpier. You see time went on and on with me just masterbating myself to relax every night. Towards my later years I got extremely desperate and started fixing my sights on this new, more approachable type of girl. I remember my first and only girlfriend, Nancy (4).

She may not have looked like much, but I was willing to do just about anything to get a woman to finally touch my penis. I was so nervous, and I think she picked up on that. I had always taken to the submissive role, and it seemed like the older I got, the more women reacted and took advantage of it. It didn't take long of us talking to each other that she had me coming over to "help" her with her homework. She knew how to play me like a fiddle. I would then come over to her dorm and work along side her while she was barely interested and on some social media site. "Sorry hun, I'm on my period right now and just have the most painful cramps. I have to run to the bathroom real quick and change my pad". She clearly had no interest in acting sexy in front of me.

She came back in from the bathroom. "Much better". I worked on the project for a little bit longer as she just stared with a glazed look on her face. "Sorry hun, this stuff is just of no interest to me. Can you be a dear and finish it up for me while I take a nap" she said rubbing my cheek. I started to stutter out, "Uh, well, yea, I suppose I could try to fi-" "Haha. You are such a pushover. I love it." she said rolling over putting earbuds in.

The sad thing was that I really didn't mind it. I enjoyed looking over at her in-between finishing up her assignments. I was kept in such a constantly horny state that even bigger girls such as Nancy began to look like goddess' to me. Things went on like this for a few months before I finally worked up my courage and decided to ask her out. I was so nervous about it. I bought a really expensive bouquet of flowers and really tried to look my best. I knocked on her dorm room door. She answered it wearing sweats head to toe that had food stains everywhere. As soon as I asked her to go steady with me I could see the reaction wasn't going to be what I expected.

"Awwww, sweetie. It's so cute that you have a little crush on me, but you're more of the friend type don't you think". I sat there stunned for a moment not really sure what to say. It was strange that she just kind of laughed it off as I felt my heart breaking. She continued, "I mean, you do all homework and you wash all my dirty clothes, and it's been really great, but it's not like I can exactly respect someone like that, you understand don't you". I couldn't really take it. The offense was a little too much to bare. I began to tear up. "I just think you are the most beautiful woman in the university and would do anything to be your boyfriend" I said through tears. She looked me over while she looked like she was thinking about something. I kept on blubbering and begging until she spoke up. "Aww, you are so cute, and I guess I've never really had anyone fawn over me like you. I guess I'll try you out.

A few nights later we had sex for the first time in my life, although it wasn't exactly how I envisioned it. I went over there to do her homework and giver her her nightly massage as she went to relax. I was so nervous and shy it was taking me forever to work up the nerve to bring up the idea of sex. Right as I finished up her homework she said, "So what's the deal are we ever gonna have sex or what. I've been going out with you for almost a week and don't even know what your dick looks like". "I, uh, would really love to. I, think maybe we-" she cut me off. "Ughh, you are such a little pussy, I feel like I'm the man in the relationship sometimes." she said with a coy smile, "I still have a condom left over from the night before you asked me out when I fucked Dom". Dom (5) was this alpha male around campus. I don't know why, but it really crushed me to find out Nancy was fucking other guys the whole time I was trying to win her over by doing everything for her. I felt like such an idiot. I would later find out that Nancy was the girl that all the guys would have sex with when they were takes and struck out with all the other takes slutty girls.

I pulled my pants down took the condom out of her drawer. I wen't to put the condom over my penis but unfortunately it was noticeably too big for it. Nancy began to laugh. "Whoops. Sorry, hun." She laughed some more. "Looks like tonight is going to be a long night. Just get over here." I pulled her pants down and mounted her while holding the baggy condom around the base of my cock with my hand. I inserted my penis. I had finally done it. It wasn't glamorous but I was finally inside a woman. I was so excited I didn't even get a full thrust in before I realized I was cumming. Prematurely ejaculating on the first stroke on the first and last act of sex in our whole relationship. "Are you fucking kidding, me!?" nancy said, her face going red, "This just gets worse and worse. Get the fuck off me" she said kicking me away with one shot to my balls.

"I'm, I'm so sorry" I stuttered out. She started to settle down after some ranting and name calling. "I knew a little pussy boy like you couldn't have been any good in a fuck. Look, I've never been eaten out before. If you eat me out I'll make sure no one else on campus will here about your pathetic attempt at fucking a woman." I didn't know what to do. My other friends had always joked about how they would never go down on a girl. Especially around our campus in particular with a heavy presence of black people. No girls ever got oral sex because there was such a big stigma against it. Even women like this (6) would never get it and would never even ask for it because they would never get with a man who would be willing to "debase" themselves so much.

I didn't know what to do. But I felt so bad and she was just calming down. I didn't want her to get mad again. I slowly climbed on the bed and lowered my head toward her pubic area. "There we go," she said, "we might be able to find a use for you yet". I began to slowly lick her as she began to moan. It didn't take long before she powerfully grabbed me by my hair and began smashing my face into her vagina. She brought herself to a powerful orgasm as she rubbed my face against her before throwing my head back as she simply said "Enough. I'm done".

From that point on she grew a type of intense domination over me. I would end up canceling any plans that I had whenever Nancy called to go over and service her. In addition to this, I still had to follow her long list of chores I completed when I was in her friend zone. My life had been reduced to doing chores, classwork for myself and Nancy and of course, eating pussy.

By no more than a month later word had gotten around campus that I was the "little bitch who ate the fat girl's used pussy" and was getting made fun of mercilessly all over campus. I would hear "Pussy breath!", "Bitch Boy!" and a dozen other names as I was walking around. It was really humiliating when I even heard it in the classrooms and the teachers wouldn't be able to hide their looks of disgust and smiles at the other student's comments (7) of my pussy eating and my little penis.

This of course got me very upset as Nancy told me that no one would find out if I began giving her oral service, so I decided to confront her about it. I visited her as she was eating lunch. She was eating pizza and takeing a few beers. It was college so catching people day takeing beers was not that uncommon of a thing, but Nancy had a nasty habit of picking up a 6pack and polishing them off before she had finished her lunch. I began to stutter out "I, I just don't understand why you had to tell so many people about what I do for you." I had presented myself in a very submissive manner, but Nancy cut the slightest disobedience from me. "Watch who you're talking to. If you forget who's in charge around here I'll have you eat out my asshole. And you know I can make you do it if I want. And we don't wan't that spread around campus as well do we" she said with a smile.

"No, of course not. I'm sorry Nancy. I really didn't mean any disrespect. But I've just taken so much use over the past week." She half heartedly laughed at me like she normally did when she could see I was upset about something. "Well it's not a lie" she said with a smile, "you are my little pussy eating bitch, aren't you". I began to stutter out an agree to her statement when she continued, "Look hun, those guys yelling things are just being dumb guys, and those girls who yell and laugh at you are just jealous they don't have a pussy eater of their own." I don't know why, but her words were actually very comforting. "I was, um, well, I was just wondering", I said, "maybe you and me could have sex again, or maybe I could get oral service, well, uh, from you. You know, so people, wouldn't make fun of me for being whipped so much".

Nancy laughed. "I don't think so hun. We remember what happened last time you tried to have sex, it would just get me mad again. You don't want me mad at you again, do you baby?" she said caressing me slightly. I responded, "No Nancy. The last thing I want is for you to be mad at me, honestly, I-". She giggled and shushed me. "I know, I know you don't hun". "And what about maybe me receiving oral, ma'am". I don't know why I called her ma'am. I never had in the past. Maybe it was just a way of asserting my submissiveness to her in such a bold question to avoid her getting mad. "Oh, a blow job? well..." she said, "I wouldn't want to wreck my reputation I have going right now. Everyone looks at me like I have a pussy made of gold right now. They all think I must be worth it for someone to turn their life to trash just to sloppily eat my pussy. A blow job would make us look more like equals. You understand, right? "Well, uh, well, yes, I, uh, understand". "And besides, blow jobs are more for alpha males. I doubt a nice boy like you would even like them. At this stage in the game I would say eating my pussy is what would really make you the most happy".

"Oh, um, well, if you think that's what's best." I said, not really sure what else to say. Nancy laughed, "I do. Now how about you make yourself feel better and come give me a nice sloppy kiss". I was surprised she was offering me a kiss, but a sloppy kiss might be just the kind of thing to help me feel like a man again. I leaned in to give her a kiss. She gave me a smile and pulled her head away as I leaned in. "Don't be silly, hun. I'm eating my lunch, I can't kiss with my lips and eat at the same time. Why don't you find another set of lips you can share a nice sloppy kiss with." she said as she unzipped her jeans. "Oh, sorry, of course" I said as I dropped to my knees. As I began my oral service, I heard her say under her breath "That's my little pussy eater" as she took another sip of her beer.

After about a year of dating, Nancy broke it off because she got sick of my submissiveness and "couldn't seriously date a guy with such a pathetic dick." I was heartbroken, friendless and it wasn't before everyone around campus heard of my reputation. I graduated and found myself a pretty nice job in the city. I live there now and live as a relatively lonely man. That was a few years ago now. I spent the first few years too afraid of the woman responding the same way Nancy if I tried to have sex, and couldn't afford to change cities again if the reputation followed me. But surely my pent up horniness has driven me to go looking to find another woman to try to touch my penis. And hopefully without all the offense. After several failed attempts, I decided to look for a prostitute. How bad could that go.

To Be Continued...
josh hartnett