Maggie’s Slutty Journey Ch. 10.5

My body felt like as I walked down the aisle and to the back of the plane towards the rear bathroom. It felt like everyone’s eyes were on me, judging me, knowing exactly why I was going back there. But with each step, my mind wandered back and was trying to figure out how this whole thing started. What brought me to this point that I was walking down an airplane, practically naked, about to know god knows what with a random stranger I’ll be sitting next after for the next few hours, knowing exactly what I am.

“Hey, senior year of school, excited for it to be all over with?” it was my sister calling out from the kitchen to her guest bedroom.

“I guess, although I’m kind of scared about college and all of that.”

“Don’t be, it’s the most fun you’ll have, it was the most fun I ever had.”

“But you know mom and dad, what kind of fun will I have with them constantly looking over my shoulder?”

I guess if I were honest, this is when it all started, that time I visited my sister in Georgia, the first time that fantasy was planted in my head without even knowing it.

“Well, I’m off, I’ll see you after work,” my sister walked in, all dressed up, coffee tumbler in hand, “hey don’t stay in all day, get some fresh air, if you head out and right down the street, there’s a cool nerdy shop you may like, you should check it out.”

At the moment I was too busy playing Pokemon Go, to take in everything she said, but heard nerdy shop and a direction, “ok have fun at nerd work, I’ll see you later.”

“Love you,” she said as she headed out, the sound of a door closing not far behind.

When all the pokemon around me had been caught, I decided to take her advice and get some fresh air. Put on some cargo shorts, an old Blink 182 shirt and my favorite hoodie and headed out. I hit the down button to the elevator and was surprised when a middle age man in a suit looking down at his phone, walked out colliding right into me.

“Oh, I’m sorry, not my floor,” he walked back in, eyes still never leaving his phone.

I walked in, somewhat flustered, half annoyed that he wasn’t paying attention, the other half…he was kind of cute and I could still smell his cologne on me. I knew he wasn’t paying attention to me because of his phone, but after so many years of experience, I really just felt invisible to men in general. Looking at my reflection in the elevator doors I could see why, couldn’t see my curves because of the bulkiness of my hoodie and the boyish lines of the shorts, my short hair almost screamed child instead of woman.

Ding!

The doors opened and he walked out without a word or a glance in my direction. I walked out and out the door, taking a left and heading straight down the road.

“Maybe some nerds will notice me…”

The walk was a lot longer than the, “around the corner” my sister insisted on. I eventually found a store that sounded like it matched her description, although the guys coming out looked a little sketchy, but nerds were usually creepy, so I wrote that off as well. I walked in and was met with a weird glance from the guy behind the counter. I looked around and didn’t see any comics, action figures or cards, but maybe by nerdy, she meant arcade…I walked towards the back thinking the arcade was in the back, away from any light up front, but only saw rooms and doors.

The further I walked back, the stronger the smell of sweat, musk and another thing I could place. Odd sounds of screams and moans, which I thought were horror games became more apparent with each step. A light bled through one of the doors that weren’t fully clothed and I walked over, my curiosity peeking as I peeked through to see what was going on. The first surprise was seeing a screen as a young girl was being fucked by 3 black guys but as my gaze went down, something even more shocking hit me. A woman completely naked, bent over between the two walls, massaging her bare breasts and moaning.

She pulled back and the cock once hidden was now in full view in front of her, glistening with her saliva, she reached up and started to stroke it, mouth open in front of her face.

Knock! Knock!

Came sounds from the other side of the wall and with a loud grunt that even I could hear was followed by globs of cum shooting all over her face and landing into her mouth.

I was raised a good Christian girl, I had never watched porn, never thought of masturbating, never seen a cock or another naked woman in my life. Another knock came from behind her and she got down on her knees, a sudden appearing from behind and she squatted down in front of him, spreading her legs, face covered in cum, let one hand go down between her thighs as I watched her start to play with herself.

The door to the right opened and for the second time in a day a guy collided into me, however, this man looked at me with a small, glancing over me in a way that made me blush, “waiting for your turn princess, maybe I should stay for such a pretty little thing next.”

He walked back in; I caught a glimpse of the woman through the crack who now met my eyes and smiled motioning me to come in and join her. My head felt light, it was hard to breathe, I felt hot all over, but instead of going in, fear took over and I immediately bolted back to the front and out the door.

That night, once the fear passed and I knew my sister and brother-in-law was asleep, I stripped and masturbated to so many orgasms, it was as if I was making up for lost time. I imagined myself there, naked, blindfolded, tied up and used by those creepy, disgusting men. Cummed in and on, exposed for what I wanted to be, a slut that men just not noticed, but desired. Who knew one wrong turn would change my life.

It wasn’t long before I entered that four knocks came through the bathroom door and I opened it to a man waiting intently to see what was going to happen next.

“Do you desire me?”

“Y-y-y-y-yes I do,” he stuttered.

I pulled off the hoodie and let it drop to the ground, completely exposing me to this random stranger whose eyes were growing wider by the second, “prove it.”

He walked in, closing the door behind him, pressing me up against the wall in the small bathroom, a voice echoed in my head as he began kissing and sucking on my neck, “join the mile high club, consider this your first task.”

“My first?” I thought.

“The first of your many slutty tasks to come.”

[Well that's finally the end of this book, next one is to come and I'm excited for it. Not only will it be tasks suggested by my fans, but some of them might not be as fiction as you think. The only thing will be, will you all be able to tell the difference between fiction and fantasy...or am I just that good of a writer than you can't already.

Maggie's Many Slutty Tasks, coming soon.]