No Longer Mommy's Little Girl

No Longer Mommy's Little Girl

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

As we all do growing up and rebellious girl shares her insights into the destruction of her good girl side

Summary

As we all do growing up and rebellious girl shares her insights into the destruction of her good girl side

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Submitted: March 24, 2016

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Submitted: March 24, 2016

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My mom raised me with manners
Not to spit or swear
Always say please and thank you
And to wear clean underwear
 
But as I got older
I learned pretty quick
It was no fun being a good girl
I wanted to be bad...and to play with dick!
 
Although I was a virgin
At the sweet age of sixteen
I rode my first cock like a champ
And when it was over, even licked it clean
 
That first taste had me hooked
I was consumed with a hunger for a hard one
I just couldn't satisfy
I knew that beating this addiction just couldn't be done
 
By day I was a good girl
Making my mother proud
By night my good girl side ran and hid
And my bad girl side got very, very loud
 
After a night out with my friends
While I was walking home
A truck pulled up beside me
That was all decked out in chrome
 
He yelled out the window
"Hey baby what's your price?"
I just kept on walking
But he asked again, not once but twice
 
I stopped and turned to him
I was gonna give him shit
But my god he was gorgeous
Then realization hit
 
He thought I was a hooker
He thought I could be paid
Then he honked his horn at me and said
"Let's have some fun sweetheart, I just wanna get laid"
 
Weirdly, I wasn't even offended
Who knows, it might be fun
"I won't accept less then $300
And if you can't do that, I really have to run"
 
A grin spread across his face
He reached deep into his shorts
And removed a wad of cash
"I can do that, and better, let's just say I am a business man of sorts"
 
His stare not leaving my face
He quickly counted his cash
"How bout I double it
And you leave me your panties to put in my stash"
 
"I'm very serious" he assured me
As I took a minute to think
I approached the truck and got inside
He suggested we start with a drink
 
A couple hours later
I emerged with money in hand
From a fancy pants hotel
With shaky legs that struggled to walk or even stand
 
Once I was back at home
I couldn't help but think
About the chrome cutie
With the ever convincing wink
 
The things that we did
Some old stuff but lots brand new
He fucked like a rabbit
Only taking minor breaks in between to renew
 
I couldn't help but smile
When I thought about my mom
And how she'd die if she found out
That her good little girl was gone
 
What would she have to say
If I told her that behind the hotel door
I didn't even say Thank You when he handed me the money
I had earned by being a whore


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