Maggie’s Slutty Journey Ch. 1.1

[Let the next book begin ^_^, can't believe I've written 4 books and on to my 5th. Enjoy!]

The week after our little hotel event passed by so quickly, you’d think it was the very next day. My mom was so excited that I not only was going to check out this college but was going with Natalie. In her eyes, Natalie had brought out the little girly girl she always wanted. Nice dresses, doing my hair, no more cargo shorts, hoodies, skater shoes that she disliked so much but reluctantly tolerated. If she only knew that Natalie was really bringing out her innocent daughter’s slutty side. The public nudity, sex with strangers, exposure and humiliating gratification would have made her feel very differently, if she only knew.

I will tell you, there were a lot of sleepless nights as I could only guess what was waiting for me across the country. Natalie had told me a few stories of her sexual awakening when she first moved over there and with the look in her eyes, they may have been more of her tame stories. I could only imagine what she had waiting for me once we got there. As per her request though, she asked that I not orgasm until we left, a request that was sheer torture.

Like an addict getting her fix every day, going a week was a withdrawal just the same. The dreams I had got more intense every night I went without touching myself. From relieving my experiences, to having an uncountable number of people, both men and women use my body as if it were a theme park attraction. On the third day I was begging her for relief, willing to do almost anything to get it, but she stayed firm and made me keep my promise not to.

It wasn’t true, in fact it was my arousal that brought out a side of me that almost hated Natalie, that wanted me to go against her will and masturbate to a glorious orgasm or even go out to find some sort of relief, from anyone I could find. That’s what got me through it on the 5thday, that I was willing to fuck anyone just to get relief and how sad that was. On the 6th day I was more depressed and ashamed of myself than aroused but that quickly passed on the last day before our trip.

Like a marathon runner coming into their last steps of the race, I felt almost relieved and proud of myself that I was able to make it. Strange how that works, one second, I’m completely ashamed of myself, the next I’m proud of what I had accomplished. Thankfully, that too even passed as I packed my things for the trip, I mean I had to keep up the act that I was going there to tour the school, not whatever it was that Nat was planning for me. Then like I said before, in no time, Natalie was picking me up at my front door, my mom looked like she was about to cry and my dad had a huge smile on his face.

“So, are you ready pet?” Natalie asked.

“I’m kind of…nervous.”

“Nervous, excited or nervous terrified?”

“A little of both…”

“At least you’re honest, but you know you can trust me, right?”

I didn’t even need to answer that, she knew by the look on my face that I trusted her, I wouldn’t have done all that we had done together if it wasn’t for the trust, I had for her. I expected some crazy task, exposure, sexual act to be asked of her on our drive to the airport, but I guess true to her word, nothing till we left didn’t include the car ride. The ride there was actually somewhat normal, I4 was a disaster to drive, people driving in and out of the airport were nuts and people were arguing at the bag check and security for no reason.

To be honest I was never a fan of flying, it wasn’t a fear of flying or tight space, as funny as this will sound, it was the lack of control and the schedule. Having to be somewhere at a certain time, be at the mercy of someone else’s schedule and them flying me around with only the same way back. Not something you’d hear from someone who likes to be stripped, blindfolded and tied up, but I guess we all have our weird dislikes. Some things do change though, at security, I almost wished they would have pulled me aside for a random search, I mean who hasn’t had that perverted idea of what ifs when it comes to airport security.

Anyways, I forgot to tell you all the best part of this trip, it was a night flight, and by the time we were in the plane and getting ready to take off, it was almost 11PM. I had a feeling Nat did that on purpose, because a morning person, she was not. The second we took off, all the lights were turned off, the cabin was dark except for the row lights and a couple of lights. An old lady reading a book and a man working on laptop doing clearly something accounting and boring.

“Any drinks ladies?” a flight attendant asked us.

She was very pretty, almost jaw droppingly so, red hair, red lipstick, the type of woman you’d see and wonder why she was doing this job and not off modeling on some exotic island.

“I’ll have a Coke, my pet here and I are sadly too young to drink just yet.”

“Your pet,” she said with a smile, making me blush as our eyes met.

“Yeah, my pet, you should see the fun tricks I taught her,” Natalie gave that grin after she told, the one I knew all too well and would turn me on and make me cringe at the same time.

“Well, my name is Jen and it’s a 4-hour flight, maybe I’ll get to see some of those tricks you’re talking about.”

Natalie poked my leg as if encouraging me to join in, I smiled and bit my lip, “maybe you will.”