Slut Finder: The Complete Series

by Sasha Scott

  Three's the magic number, they say. This time three proved its magic to me. I looked down at my phone and right at the top, in the recommended section, there was the rating I craved. Just one target that I had to have. Like a predator on the prowl I dashed off, chasing after the locator function on the app.

  I wasn’t sure where I was expecting to end up but in the end it turned out to be McFriers, a fast food place. While I wasn’t sure what I was expecting I was certain it wasn’t that.

  Wanting to be thorough, and not wanting to get in the same mistakes I made previously, I looked at the details on this new target to check up on her. She was young, eighteen years old and listed as a student. Nothing about her having a job which probably meant she was just here to eat.

  Slowly I entered the store, before remembering I was just entering a well populated family restaurant and didn’t really need to sneak in like some shady dealer. I could just stand and look around rather than peeking around corners.

  Speaking of corners, in one of the corner booths I spotted her. I recognized her from the picture on Slut Finder, a really pretty girl. Long blonde hair, green eyes and an infectious smile. She was probably popular with the guys in her class with looks like those. There was just one snag in my plan, she was not alone.

  With her where three other girls. Two of them pretty hot as well while the other one was also there. I wasn’t quite sure if Slut Finder had the ability to hypnotize multiple people at once; all my previous encounters were with one person only. If I tried it out and failed, what would happen to me.

  I grinded my teeth together watching, taking an empty seat close to the group so that I could listen in on them. I’d come so far, I couldn’t afford to be denied now. I didn’t know how my little guy would take it.

  Then what could only be divine intervention reared its head.

  “So we’re gonna have to head off now or we’re gonna miss the film. You sure you don’t wanna come?”, one of the voices behind me said.

  “No I’m fine. I’m not interested in that space crap,” another replied.

  “Suit yourself. Your loss.”

  There was some exchanging of byes and some moochy teenage stuff but I still couldn’t tell who was saying what but somehow a part of me knew that once again Slut Finder was saving the day and was setting all of this up for me.

  I peeked over my shoulder when I heard the sound of rising and the kerfuffle of feet moving across the store. There was only one of the girls who was left in the booth and it was her. The beautiful blonde who had the power to turn my body crazy. Zoey.

  It took all of my willpower to stop myself from instantly jumping from my seat and rushing over there but first I needed to make sure that her friends were long gone. That also gave me time to look over the options Slut Finder had to me.

  With how young she was, barely legal, one entry really stood out to me. I had to admit it was kinda taboo but that only made me more excited to try it out. I pressed down the button and with the coast clear, rose to my feet and moved on over.

  “Hey, have you seen this dog?”, I asked of her, only wanting her to turn her head and look into what I was holding. It worked hook, line and sinker. She looked into my phone’s pulsing interface and then she was under.

  Like with the other girls her face went void of life for a few moments before suddenly reanimating a new. It was really like I was reprogramming their brains for my pleasure.

  She blinked idly for a few moments, dumbly looking into my phone before trailing her eyes up to look at my face. Then she giggled out cheerfully, lips curling into a pleased smile.

  “What is it daddy?”

  Slut Finder really was incredible. With such simply ease I had made this sexy teenage girl, who I’d never met or seen before, believe that I was her daddy. Of course this being Slut Finder too there was going to be a slightly more perverse spin placed on the connection.

  With her smile a welcoming one I pushed up into the seat next to her, placing a hand down to rest upon her upper thigh. She was wearing such small shorts that her legs were showing off a very healthy amount of flesh, perfect for me to glide my palm across.

  “Hmm, nothing baby girl. I was just thinking about how sexy you looked today.”

  She giggled, her cheeks gaining a blush as she squirmed and wiggled in place. Any guy with a daughter this pretty would have to be counted as lucky.

  “Stop it daddy, don’t tease me like that.”

  “Oh you know I mean it. I couldn’t wait for your friends to leave so that we could have some quality time together.”

  I moved my lips in closer, trailing across her cheek. Pushing up her hair parted away, giving me access to one of her ears which I lightly gripped between my teeth, nibbling softly as she moaned lightly.

  My hand wasn’t the only one that went exploring. She pressed a hand down my body and allowed it to land on my lap, stroking in place as my hardness was firm and throbbing, with no intention of hiding just how horny it was from her.

  “Wow daddy, you weren’t kidding,” she groaned, nibbling her bottom lip. Her fingers crawled up and grasped at my zipper, slowly drawing it down.

  “Sweetie? What are you up to?”

  She giggled at me again with that sweet smile, fingers sliding into my fly and fishing out my erect penis. I hadn’t even taken care of my morning wood as I wanted to save it all for my next target which meant my cock was insanely turgid and ready to burst, especially in the softness of her palm.

  “I’m just trying to make daddy feel a bit more comfortable,” Zoey moaned to me, seductively as she wrapped her hand around my length and began to stroke up and down. In the corner we were secluded away from the rest of the restaurant but that didn’t mean we were safe by any means.

  I leant back in my seat, groaning to myself in satisfaction as the hand of a barely legal girl rubbed up and down my length. I thought just a bit of daddy play would be taboo enough but now she was getting me off in public.

  Despite the fact she was so young she was so talented. Her hand squeezed down onto me with just the right amount of pleasure, twisting her wrist around to add even more sensation to her hold while her fingers caressed over just the right spots. I wasn’t sure if it was from experience or just a natural talent but already she was showing why she’d gotten that A+ rating. Her handjob skills were incredible.

  Pre poured from the tip of my cock and mixed in with his fingers, lubricating my shaft so that she could easily increase the speed of her motions, even going so far as to lean over and wrap a second hand around my dick, putting her full body movements into jerking me off.

  “Does it feel good daddy?” she asked me softly, voice barely louder than a whisper.

  “So good baby girl,” I moaned back in an equally quiet tone, both of us knowing just how naughty it was to do this in public.

  “Is daddy close to cumming?” she asked, big green eyes staring up to me adoringly, long lashes fluttering. Was all this seductive charm just natural? She was a born seductress.

  “So close. I’m going to burst at any moment.”

  I wasn’t lying to her. Her movements had gotten my insides bubbling up, throbbing and tensing, every sensation seemingly racing up to my cock. I could tell that at any moment I was about to burst my nut all over the fast food joint.

  “Do it daddy,” she giggled softly, licking her tongue over her lips, letting me spy a ball piercing she had on her pink, wiggling, muscle. I’d have to find use for that.

  “I’m about to baby.”

  “Give me a big helping of your hot, creamy, spunk.”

  How could I deny those words? She was driving me wild. I closed my eyes as the sensation raced through my body, fingers gripping roughly into the back of the booth seat, low growls pouring from my mouth as the orgasm sprayed out of me.

  As always my load was plentiful. My hips jerked almost violently in place as each rope of cum sprayed from me, unleashing out my musky, hot, batter from my turgid hose, filling the air with
the strong scent of sex.

  What was probably less than a minute felt like an eternity before my body could finally calm down and stop its constant shaking and tensing. My eyes could now open and see the damage which my spunk had done however thanks to Zoey the damage was minimal.

  While my eyes had been close she’d taken one of the empty cups from the table and had held it over my dick, letting me unleash all of my cream in there. She wasn’t shy to show me, holding it towards me as I looked to her with a grin on her face, the insides steaming with my cum. If that wasn’t enough she placed the lid back onto the top, complete with straw, and began to drink up my seed. She popped it wetly from her lips, letting the white, creamy, mix dribble out onto her chin.

  “Hmm, delicious,” she moaned to me, going back for another long suckle on the straw. With how thick it was she really was having to push herself to get even a drip of that cream. “Hmm, got anymore daddy?”

  “Of course baby,” I said to her, guiding her back down at my wet cock. It may have been glossed with her drool and residue of my orgasm but it was still nice and hard. One handjob was nowhere near enough to keep me satisfied.

  “Wow daddy, you’re still so hard. I bet no other guy could stay as big as you do daddy.”

  “That’s right, you’ll never be able to find another man as amazing as your daddy is so why don’t you enjoy it while you can?”

  She placed the cup down and slipped from her seat. She didn’t arise, she sunk down under the table onto the greasy floor, wiggling her way between my legs. It was a tight fit but with her legs sprawled out under her and her fine little ass squeezing down on top there was just enough room for her to fit.

  “Hmm daddy,” she moaned to me, moving in close so that the hot scent of musk, that powerful aroma of manliness, burnt into her flared nostrils. “I can’t get enough of your big, fat, manly, dick.”

  “Then help daddy feel good and I’ll make sure to feed you right from the tap.”

  Zoey purred in a seductive way as her lips opened up, tongue drooping free and pressing into the base of my shaft. She drew her tongue up along the underside of my cock slowly, taking her time to trace a long, messy, slobber heavy trail from the the bottom to the very tip of my cock.

  On arrival to the head, that thick bulbous glans, she pressed her tongue firmly to the side and allowed her lips to continue the ascent to the tip and over, covering my tip in her young, small, mouth.

  Her lips squeezed down around me, embracing my manhood with a soft hug which sent pleasure racing through me. Like all guys the tip of my cock was so sensitive, being rubbed between a pair of teenage lips was naturally going to make me pulse in bliss.

  She gave me one last look with those seductive green eyes, peeking from below the table, before closing them tightly and starting to bob her head in place, forcing more of my dick inbetween those lip pillows and into her mouth, girth being swallowed up by her mouth.

  This was an A+ rated client with a handjob that fitted that bill; her blowjob also followed along with the rating. A plentiful amount of saliva drooled out of her and into my meat, glossing me in hot slobber and making that blowjob the messiest one imaginable. The air around us was filled the unmistakable noise of passionate slurping as she ravished my dick in her mouth, her movements growing faster and faster as she pleasured my cock in her expert mouth.

  My fingers were threatening to pierce into the booth seat and rip the very stuffing from the insides, that’s how hard my nails were gripping into my chair as she bobbed her head and jerked me off with her mouth. She hadn’t even employed her final weapon yet.

  Knowing she had me on the ropes she pushed even deeper, taking it past the usual depths she had been rocking into. This wasn’t another of her stroking, this was her pressing down tightly against me, fitting my girth into the incredible tightness of her teenage throat. She was going to squeeze my seed out my force with those vice like insides.

  “Oh fuck,” I groaned out, doing what I could to keep my voice down. I rested a hand onto the back of her head, holding on with curling fingers, grasping into her blonde locks of hair. “You’re gonna milk me dry like this.”

  Milking me dry seemed to be her plan as she finished the job, lips sealing as deep as they could go into me, resting on my lap as her eyes opened again to stare up to me. Her eyes were red, tears bubbling from the corners as her face was burning up a deep red. She was putting every ounce of effort she had into this and she was about to get her payoff.

  “Here it comes,” I growled down to her ferociously, like a primal being as those sorts of desires raced through me. “Here it comes, here it comes. Swallow it all down.”

  There would be no more filling up a cup, she was going to drink this one right down. I gripped my palm down and kept her buried into my lap as my orgasm raced free. Despite it being my second of the day, and in quick succession, the quantity and quality didn’t seem to drop; Zoey was still getting her insides completely plastered in hot jizz.

  Shot after shot fired into her throat and bulged it out as she desperately tried to swallow up one load before the next came calling, very little time in between each. She was gagging around me but that only made me feel that much more amazing, that twitching throat milking more of my heavy, rich, orgasm from my tensing sack. It took quite some time for me to come down off that high.

  Satisfaction had washed through me, my hand finally easing up on the head of the teen between my legs, letting her throw her head back off my member, finally being able to catch the breaths which she had been denied.

  Zoey panted heavily, hot breaths rolling over my cock as her fingers rolled down to rub over her stomach.

  “Hmm daddy, you gave me such a big helping. Nothing tastes better than your thick, manly, cum.” The feeling of her mouth so close to me, blowing onto my lap, it got my cock firm all over again. “Daddy! Are you seriously not satisfied yet?”

  “Shh baby,” I said quietly, her voice far too loud for what we were doing.

  “Sorry daddy it’s just so hard to control myself around you.”

  I looked over the fast food place. It was still quite busy. Then my eyes spotted a sanctuary for the two of us. I zipped up my fly and grasped at her hand, pulling her out from under the table so we change from somewhere that the eyes of the public.

  “Come on then. We need to go somewhere more private.”

  The bathroom. Not the most romantic scene but when you’re horny and need to get away from any possible prying eyes there is no finer locations, especially when a well placed cleaning in progress sign afforded us some privacy. I dragged Zoey away and into one of the stalls, closing her sexy, young, body in with me. She was giggling all the way there, twirling her blonde hair around her finger.

  “So daddy, why exactly did you decide to drag me in here?” She had a big grin on her face, knowing exactly what I wanted. She was already spreading her legs apart, licking across her succulent lips.

  I grasped at her soft thighs and pushed them up, unzipping those tiny shorts of hers, slipping them down along her long legs, revealing her soft cotton panties, stained with a patch of wetness. She really was a good daughter in mind.

  She wasn’t shy on showing me her soft, wet, pussy as I moved down to steal away her panties next. She was more than ready to satisfy my manhood which was just dying to see what that tightness would be like. It still remembered its last A+ rated pussy and her handjobs, her blowjobs, they had all been out of this world.

  I slapped my cockhead onto her tight, little, cooch, sending a moan pouring from her lips.

  “Oh daddy, you couldn’t possibly be planning to fuck your own little girl could you? You couldn’t possibly be planning to shove that big, fat, raw cock into me? You couldn’t possibly be planning to knock up your own daughter could you?”

  She knew exactly what she was doing, trying to rile me up and it was working a treat. I felt my primal instincts boiling up from inside of me. I wanted to do it, I wanted to knock her up.


  My hands squeezed around her ankles, grasping them upwards as I pressed my weight down onto her body and slowly began to sink my large, hard, member into her tight little pussy, growling out in lust.

  “You better believe it. I’m going to breed you. Daddy is gonna a baby in that belly of yours.”

  Finally I was inside of her, pressing down and being wrapped in the embrace of her pussy. I gritted my teeth tightly as I felt the texture of yet another A+ rated pussy. It was like bliss had captured me in its arms.

  Zoey’s insides were so unbelievably tight. I may have been big but she had the natural talents of a slut, squeezing me for all I was worth. Her hot moans filled up the bathroom, the limit turned off on our muffled cries, letting them echo around the room as I began to pound my hips into her body.