Good Girl Becomes Hot Woman Ch. 03

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A couple of weeks later I managed to persuade Mandy to come out with me again. At the local pub, Paul tried to engage me in conversation but I was a bit rude and practically ignored him. He seemed to get the message and left us alone. Mandy said that I had changed and was turning into a person that she didn’t like, oh well, get used to it. I told her that she had disapproved the whole time that I had been with Ray because he was married, but now that I was catching up on my lost years, she still disapproved. We had a bit of an argument and I told her to stop acting as if she was my mother. Mandy stormed off home and I was left alone to decide what I was going to do with the rest of the night. Paul had obviously been watching what was going on and he came over to ask if everything was alright. I’m afraid I was just not in the mood for him and I told him to fuck off and mind his own business. Not nice but Paul had served his purpose and the last thing I needed was him following me around.

I sat there alone, seething at Mandy, at Paul, just at the world in general.

“Man trouble or sister trouble?”

I looked up, it was Bev, one of the group who had been with Sue and Mandy the other week.

“Whoa.” She said, putting her hands up in mock surrender. “I come in peace.”

I realised that I was still scowling. I apologised and she sat with me as I told her about my episode with Paul and Mandy’s disapproval. I briefly told her about Ray and how I had decided that from now on I was definitely not getting tied down to anyone for quite a while. She was good company and had soon managed to cheer me up and said that I should get my friends to take me for a night on the town. It was then that I realised that I didn’t actually have any friends. I had been a teenage mother and then became so involved with Ray that I had drifted apart from my old school and college friends.

Bev declared that she was taking me into town and going to find me a real man. It actually sounded like a fantastic idea. We got a taxi into town and went to a couple of bars before we ended up at Toffs nightclub. It was new to me and I loved it. We drank quite a lot more than I was used to but kept dancing which seemed to stop me from getting totally drunk.

Bev was a proper flirt and seemed to have mastered the art of getting blokes to buy us a drink and then just smile, thank them with a kiss on the cheek and then just walk away.

“We choose them!” She had said to me “pick one or two that you fancy and we’ll go and have a chat and suss them out.”

I was having a great night. A couple of good looking blokes came to dance with us. We had to shout over the music, but they seemed nice. Bev had said to forget nice and reminded me that I was now the user, not the used. She was right. The lad that i was dancing with was dark, with quite short cropped hair. He was quite tall, much taller than me and when we slow danced i could feel his erection pushing into my stomach. He leaned down and kissed me, it was nice but a bit awkward because of his height. His name was Gaz, another Gary i guessed but didn’t ask. As the night neared the end, the bloke that was with Bev asked if they could come back to ours for another couple of drinks. I was all for it and Bev said that we could go to her place.

As the taxi arrived at Bev’s, I fumbled in my purse for some money. She pulled my arm, shook her head and walked off towards her front door.

“They pay, they’re more desperate for a fuck than we are. Remember, you’re just using them “

Bev poured us all a vodka and coke and put some music on. She was quickly, furiously kissing her bloke and although I felt slightly self conscious, I started doing the same with Gaz.

I was enjoying myself and also getting quite excited. I heard Bev giggle and I looked up to see them both heading for the stairs.

She winked at me and said “you’re on the left. Enjoy.”

We moved to the now vacated settee and continued our kissing. I felt his hand on my thigh and realised that my skirt had ridden completely up. Gaz was gently stroking my thigh, it was nice. Already much better than Paul. I was purring as we half sat, half lay on the settee.

“Can we go upstairs?” He asked.

I smiled and stood, leading the way. At the top of the stairs I could hear grunts coming from the bedroom on the right, it sounded like Bev was already well into it.

I lay on the bed, fully clothed and Gaz took his shirt off and joined me. We were kissing, Gaz was stroking my bare thigh again, then my waist. Wow, that felt so good. I was tingling, sighing and purring. Pushing myself into him. He pushed my blouse up and his hand slipped under my bra. Stroking my breasts, then up and down my side, down to my hips again, this really was nice. His hand slowly worked it’s way around towards my Rus Escort pussy. I turned my body to allow him full access. He stroked me over my knickers. Gently, then harder, rubbing up and down, teasing my clit.

Then he was kissing my breasts. I pushed his head down. I wanted him to lick me and I was letting him know. He removed my skirt, then looked me in the eye as he removed my knickers. There i was, naked from the waist down, lying spread eagle in front of a guy that i had just met a couple of hours earlier, I was so glad that I had tidied myself up down there.

He began licking the inside of my thighs, then slowly up my slit to my clit. He was lapping at me now, he was good. I was moaning now, giving out a loud “hmmm” each time that his tongue ran over my clit. I was going to come. Shivering now, pushing him into me. My thighs clenched tight around his head.

“Ohhhh fuuuuck. Oh yes, fuck yeeesss “

As my orgasm subsided, Gaz stood up and pulled his jeans off. His cock sprung from his boxers. Oh god his cock looked so long, again, not as fat as Ray’s but longer. I sat up, took my blouse and bra off and Gaz lay next to me.

“I fucking love your little body” He said “Your little tits and tiny waist, fucking gorgeous.”

That made me feel good. We kissed and he went for my pussy again. I put my hand in the way and grabbed his cock. He was really wet, dripping pre cum. I wanted him to fuck me.

“I haven’t got a rubber.” He said.

Fuck it. I couldn’t get pregnant. He lay on top of me and I guided him in. No resistance, I was very wet and he was really hard. He began fucking me. His upper chest was level with my face. I bit him hard and he squealed. I couldn’t help giggling, I didn’t know why I bit him. I’d never done that before.

His fucking was nice, but I knew if I was going to have another orgasm I would have to be on top. I asked to swap places and I rode him, leaning forward, hands on his chest, grinding my clit into his public bone. It was working, I was going to come again. Just then, he started bucking quicker, his face screwed up and he moaned out loud. No not yet! Just another minute! I felt his cock shrivel inside me and I knew that my second orgasm of the night was gone. I climbed off him and lay next to him, disappointed but at least I’d come once.

We lay there for a few minutes then there was a knock on the door. Gaz’s friend popped his head around the door and said “I’m off mate, I’ve rung a taxi, you coming?”

The lads left and I was just nodding off when Bev came in. She smiled, pulled back the sheets and got into bed with me. I was a bit shocked, she had on a night dress but I was still naked. She put her arm around me then said,

“Don’t worry, I’m not a lezzer.”

We both laughed and she asked me how it had gone. I told her it had been good and that I had almost managed to orgasm twice.

“Aww, so close.” She said. “I could finish you off if you want me to.”

I looked at her, horrified.

Bev laughed out loud, “Fuck Shaz you are so easy to wind up.”

We laughed and I pushed her away from me.

“I heard you coming though.” She said. “Oooh, ahhh, ooh Gaz you’re so big, ooh Gaz you’re so strong, ooh Gaz fuck me with your magic wand.”

I was crying with laughter.

“I faked mine though,” she said, “the fucker had no idea. Never mind, not the first, won’t be the last, at least he’ll leave his wife alone now when he gets home.”

I looked at her shocked. “They were married?”

“Mine was.” She said “Not sure about yours. Why do you think they were in such a rush to get out of here?”

I was horrified that I may have once again slept with a married man. Bev told me that I hadn’t done anything wrong. If he was married then he was the one that was cheating, not me. She said that if it really bothered me then the only way to be sure was to insist on going back to their place or just not bother. I should have realised that from my experience with Ray. This girl around town stuff wasn’t as easy as it seemed.

I woke in the morning to the sound of Bev’s moans. Had the bloke come back? Or was it a different one? I laughed to myself, was it even real or was she faking it again? Her moans got more intense and I heard her coming. Wow, if she was faking that then she was good. The sound of Bev coming had turned me on and I wished that I had someone there with me to satisfy me.

A few minutes later I heard someone use the bathroom. I gave it ten minutes, dressed and went downstairs. Bev was sat at the table, alone, still dressed in her nightie.

“How was he this time?” I asked her, smile on my face. “Or should I say who was he?”

She looked confused. I made some “ooh, Ahh” noises, trying to mock her, they way she had done to me. “I heard you Sincan Escort half an hour ago, coming. It sounded real to me this time.” I said.

Bev laughed, almost choking on her toast.

“It was real, but the only friend who makes me come that hard is my little battery friend.:

My turn to look confused.

“My vibe!” She said. “Don’t tell me you haven’t got a vibe? Oh fuck girl I’m going to have to take you shopping.”

I really was naive, my new friend Bev was going to have some work on her hands turning me into a woman of the world.

Hope you’re enjoying my journey. I am enjoying recounting my early days and changing ways, more to come if the interest is there.sat there alone, seething at Mandy, at Paul, just at the world in general.

“Man trouble or sister trouble?”

I looked up, it was Bev, one of the group who had been with Sue and Mandy the other week.

“Whoa.” She said, putting her hands up in mock surrender. “I come in peace.”

I realised that I was still scowling. I apologised and she sat with me as I told her about my episode with Paul and Mandy’s disapproval. I briefly told her about Ray and how I had decided that from now on I was definitely not getting tied down to anyone for quite a while. She was good company and had soon managed to cheer me up and said that I should get my friends to take me for a night on the town. It was then that I realised that I didn’t actually have any friends. I had been a teenage mother and then became so involved with Ray that I had drifted apart from my old school and college friends.

Bev declared that she was taking me into town and going to find me a real man. It actually sounded like a fantastic idea. We got a taxi into town and went to a couple of bars before we ended up at Toffs nightclub. It was new to me and I loved it. We drank quite a lot more than I was used to but kept dancing which seemed to stop me from getting totally drunk.

Bev was a proper flirt and seemed to have mastered the art of getting blokes to buy us a drink and then just smile, thank them with a kiss on the cheek and then just walk away.

“We choose them!” She had said to me “pick one or two that you fancy and we’ll go and have a chat and suss them out.”

I was having a great night. A couple of good looking blokes came to dance with us. We had to shout over the music, but they seemed nice. Bev had said to forget nice and reminded me that I was now the user, not the used. She was right. The lad that i was dancing with was dark, with quite short cropped hair. He was quite tall, much taller than me and when we slow danced i could feel his erection pushing into my stomach. He leaned down and kissed me, it was nice but a bit awkward because of his height. His name was Gaz, another Gary i guessed but didn’t ask. As the night neared the end, the bloke that was with Bev asked if they could come back to ours for another couple of drinks. I was all for it and Bev said that we could go to her place.

As the taxi arrived at Bev’s, I fumbled in my purse for some money. She pulled my arm, shook her head and walked off towards her front door.

“They pay, they’re more desperate for a fuck than we are. Remember, you’re just using them “

Bev poured us all a vodka and coke and put some music on. She was quickly, furiously kissing her bloke and although I felt slightly self conscious, I started doing the same with Gaz.

I was enjoying myself and also getting quite excited. I heard Bev giggle and I looked up to see them both heading for the stairs.

She winked at me and said “you’re on the left. Enjoy.”

We moved to the now vacated settee and continued our kissing. I felt his hand on my thigh and realised that my skirt had ridden completely up. Gaz was gently stroking my thigh, it was nice. Already much better than Paul. I was purring as we half sat, half lay on the settee.

“Can we go upstairs?” He asked.

I smiled and stood, leading the way. At the top of the stairs I could hear grunts coming from the bedroom on the right, it sounded like Bev was already well into it.

I lay on the bed, fully clothed and Gaz took his shirt off and joined me. We were kissing, Gaz was stroking my bare thigh again, then my waist. Wow, that felt so good. I was tingling, sighing and purring. Pushing myself into him. He pushed my blouse up and his hand slipped under my bra. Stroking my breasts, then up and down my side, down to my hips again, this really was nice. His hand slowly worked it’s way around towards my pussy. I turned my body to allow him full access. He stroked me over my knickers. Gently, then harder, rubbing up and down, teasing my clit.

Then he was kissing my breasts. I pushed his head down. I wanted him to lick me and I was letting him know. He removed Sıhhiye Escort my skirt, then looked me in the eye as he removed my knickers. There i was, naked from the waist down, lying spread eagle in front of a guy that i had just met a couple of hours earlier, I was so glad that I had tidied myself up down there.

He began licking the inside of my thighs, then slowly up my slit to my clit. He was lapping at me now, he was good. I was moaning now, giving out a loud “hmmm” each time that his tongue ran over my clit. I was going to come. Shivering now, pushing him into me. My thighs clenched tight around his head.

“Ohhhh fuuuuck. Oh yes, fuck yeeesss “

As my orgasm subsided, Gaz stood up and pulled his jeans off. His cock sprung from his boxers. Oh god his cock looked so long, again, not as fat as Ray’s but longer. I sat up, took my blouse and bra off and Gaz lay next to me.

“I fucking love your little body” He said “Your little tits and tiny waist, fucking gorgeous.”

That made me feel good. We kissed and he went for my pussy again. I put my hand in the way and grabbed his cock. He was really wet, dripping pre cum. I wanted him to fuck me.

“I haven’t got a rubber.” He said.

Fuck it. I couldn’t get pregnant. He lay on top of me and I guided him in. No resistance, I was very wet and he was really hard. He began fucking me. His upper chest was level with my face. I bit him hard and he squealed. I couldn’t help giggling, I didn’t know why I bit him. I’d never done that before.

His fucking was nice, but I knew if I was going to have another orgasm I would have to be on top. I asked to swap places and I rode him, leaning forward, hands on his chest, grinding my clit into his public bone. It was working, I was going to come again. Just then, he started bucking quicker, his face screwed up and he moaned out loud. No not yet! Just another minute! I felt his cock shrivel inside me and I knew that my second orgasm of the night was gone. I climbed off him and lay next to him, disappointed but at least I’d come once.

We lay there for a few minutes then there was a knock on the door. Gaz’s friend popped his head around the door and said “I’m off mate, I’ve rung a taxi, you coming?”

The lads left and I was just nodding off when Bev came in. She smiled, pulled back the sheets and got into bed with me. I was a bit shocked, she had on a night dress but I was still naked. She put her arm around me then said,

“Don’t worry, I’m not a lezzer.”

We both laughed and she asked me how it had gone. I told her it had been good and that I had almost managed to orgasm twice.

“Aww, so close.” She said. “I could finish you off if you want me to.”

I looked at her, horrified.

Bev laughed out loud, “Fuck Shaz you are so easy to wind up.”

We laughed and I pushed her away from me.

“I heard you coming though.” She said. “Oooh, ahhh, ooh Gaz you’re so big, ooh Gaz you’re so strong, ooh Gaz fuck me with your magic wand.”

I was crying with laughter.

“I faked mine though,” she said, “the fucker had no idea. Never mind, not the first, won’t be the last, at least he’ll leave his wife alone now when he gets home.”

I looked at her shocked. “They were married?”

“Mine was.” She said “Not sure about yours. Why do you think they were in such a rush to get out of here?”

I was horrified that I may have once again slept with a married man. Bev told me that I hadn’t done anything wrong. If he was married then he was the one that was cheating, not me. She said that if it really bothered me then the only way to be sure was to insist on going back to their place or just not bother. I should have realised that from my experience with Ray. This girl around town stuff wasn’t as easy as it seemed.

I woke in the morning to the sound of Bev’s moans. Had the bloke come back? Or was it a different one? I laughed to myself, was it even real or was she faking it again? Her moans got more intense and I heard her coming. Wow, if she was faking that then she was good. The sound of Bev coming had turned me on and I wished that I had someone there with me to satisfy me.

A few minutes later I heard someone use the bathroom. I gave it ten minutes, dressed and went downstairs. Bev was sat at the table, alone, still dressed in her nightie.

“How was he this time?” I asked her, smile on my face. “Or should I say who was he?”

She looked confused. I made some “ooh, Ahh” noises, trying to mock her, they way she had done to me. “I heard you half an hour ago, coming. It sounded real to me this time.” I said.

Bev laughed, almost choking on her toast.

“It was real, but the only friend who makes me come that hard is my little battery friend.:

My turn to look confused.

“My vibe!” She said. “Don’t tell me you haven’t got a vibe? Oh fuck girl I’m going to have to take you shopping.”

I really was naive, my new friend Bev was going to have some work on her hands turning me into a woman of the world.

Hope you’re enjoying my journey. I am enjoying recounting my early days and changing ways, more to come if the interest is there.

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