I'm the Slut of the School

by Kaitlyn Fetterman

  Kaitlyn Fetterman

  I'm the Slut of the School

  Preface

  I looked around my closet looking for something to wear to school. I finally picked a black tank top with a pink long sleeved, one shoulder shirt that had large gaps in the back. The jeans I put on had lots of holes and were really skinny.

  My mom hated when I dressed like a slut, but to be completely honest, all the boys at school loved it and so did I. It was my way of saying I was somewhat a slut.

  I had probably had sex with about 5 different guys and that was a record for the girls at my school, because I was 16 after all. Most of my friends loved when I would tell them every detail to my sex life, especially when I had my normal sex day with Zachary. I had no feelings for him, or at least as much as he did for me, which I could say wasn't much.

  Meaningless sex to me, was the best kind of sex there was, though most people I know disagreed. I could never figure out what was the big deal about a one night stand, with no strings attached, though me and Zachary were different. Every Friday we had sex after school. My friends hated that but I sure as hell didn't, he fucked me good and hard.

  I walked into my bathroom and brushed through my blonde hair one more time before walking out the front door and got in my car.

  The drive to school was always a long one to me because I knew as soon as I got there, some random boy would walk up to me and we'd make out before class. I loved it. There were two bad things about that. First, they always thought that they would get some that night, or even become my boyfriend, I didn't do long term relationships. Then, everyone called you a bitch or a slut, not that I minded, just that the teachers always hated hearing it.

  As I pulled into the parking lot, there was Zachary standing at the front of my parking spot with a smirk. That's when I remembered it was friday, and I'd be getting some tonight. I quickly pulled into the parking spot and got out of the car.

  He walked over to me and sat me on the hood of my car. His hands running up and down my thighs, and I couldn't help but think about what he had planed for tonight. He was the best guy I had ever had sex with and coming from me, that meant a lot. He would always fuck me, fast and hard and every friday, he did it differently, I loved it.

  "Can't wait till tonight" he growled. I smiled and pecked his lips, he wasn't the only one. "It's going to be the best time, yet"

  "As long as you wear a condom, I don't care what you do"

  He smirked. "Oh, I know, and that's why I always fuck you, as hard as you want. Though tonight, you might be in my room a bit longer"

  I growled. "I don't like it long, I like meaningless sex and long and hard isn't meaningless"

  He narrowed his eyes and put me back on the ground. "Well, I promise that it will be a little over an hour and that it will be the best"

  I pressed my body against him. "Do your worst, Zachary, my body can handle it"

  "Well, we will see about that" he chuckled.

  My group of friends walked over to me and glared at Zachary before he walked off. Jamie and Ginger walked to my sides and started shrieking.

  "You better tell us all about your interesting night, tonight. He sounded like he was going to fuck your brains out." Ginger said.

  "Yeah." Jamie agreed. "Will he do it in the shower, on the floor, against a wall or on the bed? Or even on the couch?"

  The day dragged on, because I knew tonight would be good and that I was going to have the time of my life with him. When the last bell rang I walked swiftly outside and into my car before most of the other students even got out to there car.

  I sped down the road towards Zachary's house, my mind completely on him fucking me. Just his body was enough to make me groan, but when we were having sex my moans sometimes woke up his parents if they went to bed early.

  When I pulled into his driveway, I didn't hear his music coming from his speakers so I knew I had gotten hear before him. I got out of my car and walked up to his front door, opened it using the key under the mat and went straight to his room. I laid out on the bed, like I always did and looked around his room.

  Not all that much had changed in a week but, he did have his stack of condoms in the corner of his closet, instead of in his dresser. I wondered why but got interrupted by his car pulling in the driveway and I heard his laugh when he saw my car.

  I quickly got in my sexy position and waited until I heard him come up the stairs. When I did I smirked and watched the door, when he walked in and saw me a smile grew on his face. He quickly came onto the bed but didn't start anything, he just sat there looking at me.

  "Well, someone was a bit eager to get over here" he said.

  I frowned and got on top of him, and sliding myself a bit down towards his waist, he didn't seem to notice. "I always am" I said leaning down so my lips were centimeters from his.

  He rolled onto me. "Ready to get fucked?"

  I giggled. "When aren't I?"

  He crushed his lips to mine, and I groaned making sure he knew I didn't enjoy him teasing me. He just smiled against my lips and pulled my shirt and tank top over my head in one quick yank then returned to kissing me. I groaned again but didn't push him away because I did like kissing but not when I knew I was getting some. He usually just yanked my clothes off, and I yanked his off and he fucked me, never ever do we kiss.

  I pulled away, and stared into his eyes. "We never kiss"

  He smiled. "Well, I'm changing that tonight, so stop complaining or you won't get anything tonight"

  I sighed. "At least tell me, what we are doing differently tonight?"

  "Without giving anything away, I'll just say we aren't staying on this bed"

  I shrugged because I didn't remember one time that the entire time we were having sex, we were always on the bed. He brought his lips back to mine and smiled against my lips when I actually started kissing him back. Like usual I felt no sparks or anything as he slid his hands up and down my sides. He always liked yanking my shirt off and then my pants, and teasing me after but this was torture!

  He never teased me this bad. I shook away those thoughts and tried to enjoy him. His lips broke away from mine but only to leave a trail of kisses down my neck and shoulder. He continued kissing down the valley of my breasts and right down to where my jeans were. He started unbuttoning then and unzipped then revealing my hot pink thongs. As he ripped my jeans off, his lips started at my right ankle and kissed a straight line all the way up to my shoulder and down my left side.

  I was starting to get ticked off with him teasing me but right when I thought he was about to tease me some more, he cupped my breasts in his hands and licked, bit and sucked my nipple. It hardened under him causing him to groan. He left my right nipple alone and did the same to the other.

  "Zachary" I growled.

  He lifted his head and kissed my lips before pressing his lips to my ear. "Will you stop complaining?"

  I sighed and laid back on the bed as he kissed from my chin to the top of my thong. I moaned when he slowly pulled my thong off, fulling exposing me to his eyes. He surprised me when he didn't even look between my legs. I sat up onto my elbows when he finally did something that resembled our normal routine. His hand was sliding down my stomach and in between my legs and he circled my nub with his finger making me moan.

  His lips, tongue and teeth played with my skin, on my arms, stomach, legs and neck. When he finally stopped that I felt his finger slid into my slick passage and I moaned again. He pumped his finger slow and soft until I growled. He chuckled and added another finger, pumping his fingers in and out and back in again.

  His lips kissed their way down my stomach and started licking wherever his fingers touched. He licked up all my juices and
groaned as he started pumping his fingers again and again.

  When he pulled then out again, he licked my juices and kissed his way back up to my throat.

  "Much better then last time"

  I flipped him over so I was on top of him. I ripped his shirt, pants and boxers off before licking my lips. I licked his tip then took him into my mouth. Making sure I enjoyed myself, I licked every millimeter of his penis and making sure he liked it too.

  Once I was done he picked me up, so I wrapped my legs around his waist and he carried me into the bathroom. This was different, we never do any part of sex in the shower. Maybe, it would be better.

  He carried me into the shower and crushed his lips to mine. The water didn't touch me with him in the way, though I was completely okay with that because I wasn't taking a normal shower, I was in here with Zachary.

  "Now, are you ready?" he said placing me on the edge of the bathtub with his penis just above my waist.

  I glared at him.

  He brought his lips back to mine and sliding his finger back into my passage, just trying to annoy me.

  That ticked me off. "Zachary, fuck me already!"

  He didn't hesitate to take his finger away. "What position do you want tonight?"

  I thought over all the positions I have ever done or wanted to try in my head. I wanted to try the doggie one with him but also wanted a different one. I shrugged and stared straight into his eyes. "Doggie"

  I moved so my hands went onto the other side of the bathtub wall, making my ass fly up and I had to admit he probably had a nice view.

  His hands grabbed my hips and I felt his tip stop as he touched me slightly. "Hard and fast or soft and slow?"

  I growled and lifted my ass higher.

  He groaned and pushed his penis into me. He trusted into me softly at first making me growl but when he started to speed up, my heart started flying. I remembered the person that was going to fuck me tomorrow, and I wondered if he was anything like this. Moan after moan, and groan after groan he only got faster and harder. I knew I was near my climax, which no one but Zachary had ever reached and it was so close.

  As he trust into me, I felt my climax and I leaned my head against the wall, moaning loud enough for his parents to hear.

  And sure enough, his mom walked into his room and into the bathroom, with her arms crossed over her chest.

  "Hello, mother" he growled.

  "Hello, son. Would you like to explain why you are moaning, when you are in here alone?"

  I felt his gaze on my back. "The water"

  She shrugged and right as she was about to walk away, she turned back to face us. Good thing, he closed the curtain. "Don't get her pregnant"

  I giggled as she left and he continued to trust into me. It felt surprisingly pleasant to have him in me, well his penis in me anyways.

  He started going as hard and fast as he could and this was definitely the best sex I had ever had in my entire life! As soon as we were done he gave me a glass of wine and the rest of the night was a blur.

  Chapter 1- Issues

  When I woke up I was in my own bed, and on the floor. I felt a sharp pain in my head and I knew it was the hangover from drinking last night. Whenever I drunk any wine no matter how much, I would get a headache the day after but it was worth it.

  Zachary was one of the people at the party a few months ago that got me to like drinking, even though I was told by my parents not too. Though, that never stopped me before.

  I got up off the floor and grabbed onto my head board for support because I knew the dizziness was next.

  After, it passed I picked out a bright green spaghetti strap tank top and dark blue short shorts with a heart on one of the back pockets. These were my favorite shorts last year and they also got me the nickname of a slut.

  When I walked into my bathroom, I brushed my long blonde hair and checked myself out in the mirror. I did in a lot of ways look hot. My long blonde hair, blue sparkling eyes, my beautiful clear pale skin and my perfect lips. Zachary used to compliment me on my eyes and hair everyday when we were dating in 7th grade but now, he doesn't seem to care.

  I walked out of the bathroom, grabbed my bag, threw on some white flip-flops and a jean jacket before heading downstairs. My mom and dad were sitting on the couch with my brother sitting next to my dad. I sat next to my brother and watched my dad.

  "Morning, Jess" dad said. "Where were you last night?"

  I grinned. "Out with Zachary"

  "You know we don't like Zachary!" he reminded me. "What exactly were you doing and where?"

  "We were at his place" I said. "Having sex"

  My brother laughed but my mom and dad frowned. "Your only 16, and you shouldn't be having sex"

  I got up and glared at them. "I don't care! I fucking like it, and I am going to do whatever the hell I want! You are only my parents, you can't tell me what to do. If I want to do it, I will. If I want to get pregnant, I sure as Hell will"

  "Sis, you have to calm down" my brother, Jacob warned.

  "Shut up, Jacob! You are only 3 years older then me, I won't listen to you!" I snapped.

  He got up and put an arm on my shoulder. "Come on, I'm driving you somewhere to calm down."

  I frowned but followed him outside and into his car. "They get me so mad!"

  He nodded and pulled out of the driveway. "I know. When Crystal was sixteen, she was the same way you are and now she's a striper. You can't get anything out of that, except sex almost every night and a little cash. Trust me sis, you don't want that"

  I shook my head. "Don't you start too!"

  "I'm only telling you because I don't want to see my little sister in a striper club just because they didn't focus in high school. I'm supposed to be a good role model to you, and if you turned out like Crystal I would get blamed."

  "Selfish" I muttered. "And it wont be your fault I'm my own person"

  He pulled off to the side of the road and glared at me "Listen, don't be a stupid slut anymore. It won't get you anything"

  "Actually" I said. "It gets me a fucking lot, I get whatever I want whenever I want"

  He sighed as if trying to figure how to change my attitude. "Sis, Zachary or whoever is fucking stupid! So change your fucking attitude and go back to how you were before Ethan"

  "I don't know what the fuck your talking about but you seriously need to stop" I told him.

  He pulled back onto the road and started the ride back home. "You know what I'm talking about and you know it"

  The rest of the drive to the house was silent though, I know both our heads were going fucking crazy. I wanted to ask him how he thought it would be his fault or why Crystal is a fucking striper. That job was pretty intense and I wanted it someday, but I knew my parents would never agree. They liked me before Ethan, not after.

  When he pulled into the driveway I saw Ginger pull in with her car behind us and quickly get out. She walked over to me once I was out of the car and smiled slightly. I knew what she was waiting for, the sex details last night, in detail. Since her and her boyfriend, Beck hadn't had sex yet, she wanted to hear about every detail of my sex life, even more if Zachary was involved.

  We went up to my room and I sat on my bed with her on my couch. My room was mostly pink, orange and red with lots of rugs and posters. I really had two floors to my room because the bed and walk in closet were one step higher then the TV, couch and my dresser with non-slut clothes. I had a door to my bathroom on my bed floor and it also had two levels. One with the toilet and sink, the other with my huge bathtub that I had sex in. It was white and sky blue with some dark blue.

  "So, how was it?" she asked.

  I told her every detail from the unusual kissing to the drinking that I remembered. She gasped at the kissing and sighed and moaned as I told her what him inside of me felt like. She always wanted him to have sex with her, but when she met Beck, that wish was ruined.

  My brother walked into the room and sat on th
e bed next to me, holding a bag with my name on it. He handed it to me and smiled. "This was on your car door"

  I looked inside and saw one of my favorite drinks, Vodka laying on the bottom of the bag. When I took a better look, I noticed the bottle was empty. "Dick head"

  "Um... Would you mind Beck coming over?" Ginger asked me. I had heard her phone go off but I didn't realize it was him.

  "Sure, I love him and so do my parents" I said. Beck was one of my best-friends and had been since 5th grade, although I hadn't seen him as much since him and Ginger started dating.

  It was about ten minutes before Beck actually showed up but it didn't bother me about the time considering I was shaving my legs the entire time. When he walked in I rinsed my legs off, threw my shorts back on and went over to my to sit on my bed. He didn't say anything when he saw me but I knew he was happy to see me, he always was. I turned my head when Ginger started kissing him and made a gagging noise. They ignored it.

  "Enough!" I hissed. Beck pulled back instantly and jumped onto my bed next to me, like he always did.

  "Hey Jess, long time no see!" he said pulling me into a hug. I heard Ginger growl but I only wrapped my arms around him. He knew that Ginger didn't like him hugging me because I was a 'slut' but he never cared. I teasingly nipped at his neck and he pulled away from me laughing.

  "No shit! So, what's been happening?" I asked. He was always somewhat mature so I figured I would act the same. It bugged me though.

  "Nothing much, and stop swearing it is very rude." he said hopping off the bed and scowling me.

  "Fuck. Shit. Damn. Bitch. Ass. Stop telling me not to swear, I'll swear if I want to" I smirked.

  He chuckled and slapped my cheek. "Not around me you don't. Anyways, I came because Ginger told me you were playing truth or dare, so can we play?"

  Beck had always loved Truth or Dare because he would get people to strip down to their underwear because of the dares he gave them. We always played were if you didn't want to do a dare that you take off a piece of clothing. It was more fun. Me and Ginger exchanged looks then we both nodded. He smiled and laughed at the same time.