Chapter 45: Virgin Sluts & the Gloryhole Raffle

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Kristen sucks the cream off her fingers. She just finished one, story but now she wants to write another one.

She has an idea for one that takes place at school. She glances at the window.

Daylight’s streaming through.

Wasn’t it night? thinks Kristen. It was like it suddenly became day. I guess I was up later than I thought.

Of course, It was daylight. It had to be. She was about to write a story that took place at day. The time had to jump so the world could be remade by her pen. She sat at her desk before the diary stealing away everything that she was.

She began to write.

Britney Miller

I was sooooooo bored.

I sat in my second class of the day, wishing I was back at home being fucked by Daddy. I rubbed at my belly. I was round with his child. It was so hot being bred by my daddy. I had his incestuous love child in me.

My best friend Noriko was equally pregnant. She sat beside me, her belly not as round as mine. She was petite but also wasn’t showing it as much through her clothes. That was a pity. She looked so hot naked with her baby bump.

She glanced at me and said, “You better focus. It’s test time.”

“We can’t all be straight-A students,” I said, shrugging.

“You could be a B student,” she pointed out.

I shrugged. “C’s pass.”

“But you’re getting a D.”

“Still passes.” I rolled my eyes. “It’s just math. Who needs math?”

“It’s literally the foundation of reality. Everything works because of the metaphysics of math.” She smiled. “It’s why there must be something beyond the material.”

“Okay,” I said. “I don’t need philosophy, either.”

“But you do,” she said. “Philosophy, mathematics, and logic. It’s why our culture is so devolving and everyone is growing dumber.”

“Because of tests,” I said.

She nodded. “And lowering standards so students like you who should be flunking out can graduate. A decade ago, you would be an F student, but they changed the grading scale.”

“Thank god, I’d hate to have to repeat a grade,” I said. “Besides, Daddy will take care of us. We’ll be his little fucktoys and have his babies and raise our sons to take care of us. They can learn all that dumb stuff when they’re not blowing our backs out and breeding us!”

Noriko smiled at her. “True.”

“Of course it’s true,” I said as Mr. Curtis began handing out the tests. “I’m always right about the important things.”

“Just not math,” she said.

“Quiet girls,” said Mr. Curtis as he placed the tests down. “You have thirty minutes.”

He headed up to the front to read his book. He always read his book during tests. I swear, he just gave us these dumb things all the time so he could get paid to read. Being a teacher was such a nice grift. I could do it. Well, teach my sons and daughters how to eat my pussy when they were old enough.

I sighed and stared down at the page. It was all gobbledygook to me.

Britney has an idea for the Slut Program. She doesn’t need to worry about her dumb test at all. After all, she’s going to be our daddy’s little breeding slut and have his babies until her sons are old enough to take over.

This idea is so intense, that she has to tell Natalie at once.

Britney Miller

I frowned at the problem. Was I supposed to multiply first or add? That always tripped me up. It was so dumb this order of operations. Who invented—

An awesome idea slammed into my mind.

I gasped and jumped to my feet, my chair screeching back. I gripped my stomach as everyone shot their heads at me. This idea was just so glorious. I had to find Natalie and tell her about it right now. I darted for the door.

“Miss Miller, just where do you think you’re going?” demanded Mr. Curtis.

“Slut Program business!” I shouted, knowing that would shut him up.

The Slut Program was vital at my high school. It was a model for a program that other high schools in our district were going to adopt. It might spread through the state. The country. The world. It was vital that sluts were properly trained early.

Otherwise, you had morbidly obese chicks on OnlyFans thinking they’re hot shit when they weigh five hundred pounds. Guys deserved the very best. Sluts who took care of their bodies. Who kept fit. Not skinny, but curvy. Just right. Some were a little plumper for those who liked them like that, and others a little petite for those dudes.

But there was a line, and America had jumped over it right into the pool of lard.

That had nothing to do with my most awesome and amazing idea. It was just the best thing a pregnant girl like me had ever come up with. It made my bred pussy burn beneath my maternity dress. Juices dripped down my thighs.

Panties were just uncomfortable to wear when pregnant. That was my excuse anyway. And bras. After all, my tits were growing. They had to be free to swell and press against the tight material of my blouse. That was just important.

I just knew where Natalie was. What class she was currently in? She always shared a class with my sister...

I stumbled to a halt. Sister? My older sister wasn’t friends with Natalie. They weren’t even in the same grade, so how could they share classes? I had an older brother and sister. I didn’t have ... have ... I felt dizzy for a moment.

What was I doing? I was just standing here like an idiot when Natalie had to hear my plan. She was always around because she was in love with my brother. They were dating now, and she was just as pregnant as I was which meant I was a future aunt and a future MILF.

I couldn’t wait. I’d teach her son how to fuck, too, when he was old enough. I’d be the cool MILF-aunt.

MILF Aunt Britney. That sounded so awesome.

I ran up the stairs and down the hallway. I burst into a classroom. The teacher, Ms. August, glanced at me. She was a stripper who danced under the name Ms. July at Paradise Kiss. A big slut. She wore a tight blouse and a miniskirt, all the boys sitting up front.

“Can I help you, Britney?” she asked.

“Just need to talk to Natalie!” I squealed and ran over to my very pregnant sister-in-law. She was farther along than me, and it showed. She was so round as she rose. Her stomach was so heavy with my future niece or nephew.

“Britney?” she asked, blinking.

“I had the most amazing idea!” I squealed, so excited. I had to calm down, or I would explode. There was only one way to relieve this excited energy.

I dropped to my knees, ripped up her skirt, and ducked my head beneath. The tart aroma of her pussy led me to her cunt. Like me, she was too pregnant to wear panties. She gasped as my lips pressed against her bred twat.

I licked my future sister-in-law’s pregnant pussy.

“Britney!” she squealed in shock as I tongued through her folds. My brother had bred this cunt. That was so hot. “What are you doing?”

“I just have to eat you out,” I moaned. “I’m so excited about this amazing idea! Ooh, it’s the best! For the Slut Program.”

“The Slut Program,” gasped Natalie as my tongue fluttered up and down her folds.

“Well, I won’t object to this if it’s for the Slut Program,” Ms. August said. “I do support that one-hundred percent. If I had such a program when I was your age ... Well, things would be different. So, boys, if you need to jack off, that’s fine. I wouldn’t mind masturbating myself. Girls, you can, too.”

The idea that the teacher and the entire class were masturbating as I ate out Natalie’s pregnant pussy only made my cunt burn even hotter. My idea was just so amazing. I groaned, licking at her twat with all that I had. She trembled, her pussy smearing against my mouth.

I lapped at her with everything that I had. It was so good to stroke through her flesh like this. She moaned as I did that. I wanted to make her cum so badly. Just make her howl out in delight from my tongue stroking through her folds.

“Yes, yes, yes!” whimpered Natalie. “Oh, oh, Britney!”

She smeared her tart twat on my lips, trembling as I feasted on her. I plunged my tongue into her pregnant depths, savoring the silky texture. I loved how she moaned as I did that. Her passion echoed through the classroom as I devoured her cunt.

It was a beautiful thing to lick her pussy like this. I was so happy to do that. I wanted to make her cum and drown in her pussy cream. I could feel her heavy belly jiggling over my head as she trembled. Groans and moans echoed around us. Chairs creaked. Boys panted. Girls whimpered.

“Yes, yes, that’s sexy, class,” purred Ms. August. “Devour her cunt, Britney!”

“Yes, Ms. August!” I moaned into that tart twat. I had no idea if the teacher heard me.

Natalie might have because she groaned, “Oh, oh, you’re going to make me cum! Britney!”

I was glad to hear that. Otherwise, I was just wasting my time if I wasn’t about to make her howl her pretty head off. My tongue stroked through her folds to her clit. My idea was just so fantastic. I reveled in it as I tongued her bud.

I stroked over her little bud, making her gasp. I loved the sounds she made. It was so much fun to feast on her like this. She groaned, smearing her hot flesh against me. It was a beautiful thing to do that to her.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she gasped as I licked to her clit. I stroked over her bud. I danced around it, wanting to just drown in her hot pussy cream. “That’s so good. You’re driving me wild. Yes, yes, you’re making me feel so good!”

My pregnant pussy clenched as my tongue flicked around her clit. I suckled on her bud, her juices dripping down my chin. This was so wild. Just the best thing to be doing right now. I was so happy to be pleasing her.

I licked and lapped at her cunt. I stroked my tongue through her hot folds. She moaned as I did that to her. I flicked through her folds, savoring every second of lapping at her. She gasped, her head throwing back as I lapped at her with passion.

“That’s so good,” she whimpered. “Ooh, ooh, you’re ... You’re driving me wild!”

I nibbled on her clit with my lips.

“Britney!”

She bucked as her pussy juices gushed out of her cunt. I groaned in delight, so happy to drown in her passion. My tongue stroked through her hot flesh. She smeared her cunt across my face. I loved the tart flavor.

“You’re so good!” gasped Natalie. “Oh, oh, Britney!”

I licked at her. I stroked through her cunt. It was a wonderful moment to tongue her with everything that I had. I lapped at her with passion. She smeared her hot flesh against my lips. I loved the flavor of her twat. I lapped at her with everything that I had.

She groaned, smearing her hot flesh against me. I thrust my tongue into her twat. I danced around in her. I loved how she trembled through her passion. She panted, though. I stroked my tongue through her cunt, my pussy burning.

“What is your idea?” she gasped.

I pulled my head out from beneath her skirt and rose to my feet. “It’s about virgin sluts who need to lose their cherries.”

She blinked. “We already help them lose their cherries.”

I grinned at her. “But this way is more fun. We’ll hold a lottery!”

“So we raffle them off?” she asked.

“Yep.” I grinned as her, pussy cream dripping down my chin. “Then we put them in the bathroom with gloryholes. One in each stall. The boy won’t know which one he’s even deflowering, just which stall he’s going into. Of course, after they lose their cherries, the runners-up will get to fuck them, too.”

“That’s certainly an idea,” Natalie said. “It’ll be a fundraiser, right?”

“Yep,” I said. “For things the Slut Program needs. Isn’t that the best part? They’ll be prostituting their cherries and have no idea who even deflowered them.”

“Which will keep them from forming any emotional bond with the boy who takes their cherry,” said Natalie, tapping her chin. “And having a line of more boys fucking them one after the other will reinforce they’re just sluts, not good girls. Then they’ll be free to have sex with as many guys in a day as they need to.”

“Yep!” I said, putting my hands on my hips. “I came up with such a perfect idea!”

“Yes, you did,” Natalie said, taking my hand. “Come on, we have to find the perfect virgin sluts to participate. I’ve had my eyes on a few of them, so I think I know who will be perfect for this.”

I smiled as Natalie led me from the classroom. Ms. August smiled at us before licking her pussy cream off her fingers. The other students were all flushed from masturbating. They were adjusting their clothes. I waved at them all.

I hoped every boy in this class bought a raffle ticket.

Lottie Gardner

There was so much sex at my school. It was disgusting. I don’t know why something as sinful as the Slut Program existed. I just had to be a faithful girl. A good girl. I wouldn’t get caught up with any of the degenerate behavior.

That was why I sat in the back of the class, my headphones ready to be donned and a book to read in case sex broke out during the lesson. That happened. Once, Ms. August had all the boys fuck her in all her holes while claiming she was Ms. July.

Despicable.

I had seen Ms. Kwon and Natalie eyeing me up, too. They inspected all the freshmen, searching for girls for their foul program. Well, I wouldn’t be snatched up by them. I was a good girl. I wasn’t someone that needed to be involved in that filth.

Mrs. Jules was teaching an English class. It was a safe one.

Lottie Gardener is a secret slut. She pretends to be a good girl, but her virgin pussy burns to be fucked. She has been missed by the Slut Program. She doesn’t know how to let her inner whore out, but luckily Natalie has noticed.

And she’s not the only closeted slut in the school. Their names are all announced, melting their pussies.

Lottie Gardener

I just had to be vigilant for any disgusting—

My panties were so wet.

They were always wet.

I wanted to be fucked so badly, but I was just so shy. I ached to just go wild. To beg Ms. Kwon or Natalie to let me be in the Slut Program, but what if I wasn’t whorish enough? I hadn’t watched much porn. I was a virgin.

I had a cherry. It was so embarrassing to be a slut with a hymen.

“Will Lottie Gardener, Adela Taylor, Rosalina Abrera, and Miquele Reid report to the counselor’s office,” a woman said over the PA system.

I shuddered. The counselor’s office. Ms. Kwon? Me.

I rose to my feet. Everyone stared at me. The boys licked their lips as they eyed my body. They stared at my golden hair framing my adorable face. I was a petite thing. No tits. Just little A cups. My mom hadn’t filled out, either.

“I have to go,” I said.

“Future slut,” a boy whispered to a friend, both of them grinning at me.

I shuddered. Was I about to become a slut? A real one? I hurried out of the classroom, my panties a sodden mess. They clung to my shaved pussy lips. I kept myself bare down there as I worked up the courage to show my cunt to a classmate or a teacher.

Or my daddy. He liked small breasts. He loved Mommy’s little titties.

My footsteps echoed through the empty halls. Then from around a hallway came Rosalina. She was a Hispanic girl with such lovely, brown skin and glossy, black hair. She swallowed and smiled at me, nervous.

I nodded to her.

Miquele joined us as we headed down the stairs. She was a Black girl who looked eager and scared all at the same time. She must have the same butterflies all fluttering in her belly as I did. I rubbed my stomach as we hurried down to the school office.

We entered it and found redhead Adela already waiting for us outside the counselor’s office. She glanced at us and grinned. She looked like slut material. She had big breasts. The boob fairy had visited her often. That was what Mom said. We just weren’t popular with the boob fairy.

The door opened and Ms. Kwon stood there. The Korean counselor wore a transparent blouse that hugged her round breasts. Her skirt was so short, her ass would be revealed if she bent over. She was an elegant woman with sleek, black hair.

“Come in, come in,” she said.

Natalie was in there with another girl. Both were pregnant and staring at us. I shuddered and knew we had to get naked. So I did. I pulled off my blouse, revealing my itty bitty titties. No bra. None was necessary with tits this small.

Natalie nodded.

I pushed off my skirt as the others stripped. Adela’s tits were so large. They were heavy, too. Miquele had nice and perky tits, the same shade of mahogany as the rest of her body. Her nipples were so dark, though. So were Rosalina’s. She had a nice, round pair.

“All shaved,” said the strange girl. She had brown hair in pigtails. She was our age and at least six months pregnant. “That’s good.”

“It is, Britney,” said Natalie.

“You’re dating her brother, tight?” asked Adela, pointing from Natalie to Britney.

“I am,” Natalie said, rubbing her pregnant belly.

“Well, let’s see if they can eat pussy,” said Britney. “You!” She pointed at me. “You eat me out.”

“I’ll take the redhead,” Ms. Kwon said, sliding her skirt up to reveal her shaved cunt.

“Mmm, and I’ll take Miquele,” cooed Natalie. “Rosalina, why don’t you eat out Lottie.”

I shuddered at those requests. I knelt before the pregnant Britney. She stood over me, rubbing her swollen belly. Her pussy dripped with juices. The spicy aroma of her bald twat filled my nose. My mouth watered.

With a groan, I buried my face into her pussy and licked.

“Ooh, definitely a slut,” groaned Britney. “That’s so good. Yes, yes, eat me out!”

Hands gripped my rump. That must be Rosalina. She nuzzled her face into my pussy and kissed my virgin twat. I loved her caressing me like that. She stroked her tongue over my flesh, making me shiver in delight.

“Maybe we should have checked for hymens,” groaned Ms. Kwon.

“They’re all cherries,” said Natalie. “I’ve been monitoring them.”

“We are!” Adela moaned into Ms. Kwon’s snatch.

“Yes,” I breathed into Britney’s delicious cunt.

I licked at her spicy twat. I tongued her pregnant pussy. It was so hot that she was bred. I trembled, licking through her folds. She was obviously no virgin. Not with a baby on the way. That just made eating her out so exciting.

The other women moaned while I purred. Rosalina’s tongue felt so incredible stroking over my pussy lips. Someone was touching me down there. That wasn’t my fingers. It was a girl’s tongue. A slut devoured my pussy while I ate out another cunt.

A pregnant twat.

I buried my tongue into Britney’s spicy snatch. I swirled around in her. She tasted so good. She whimpered and moaned, shuddering against me. I loved how she moved as I ate her out. I devoured every bit of her. She groaned louder.

I would make her cum so hard. Just make her burst in rapture. I was so ready to do that to her. I licked and lapped at her. She smeared her hot flesh against my face. She moaned as I stroked my tongue over her wonderful flesh.

“Just like that.” she groaned. “You’re doing so good. Ooh, ooh, yes!”

I was so happy to hear that. I swirled around in her snatch as that wonderful tongue lapped at my cunt. Rosalina stroked my clit. She knew how sensitive it was. I shuddered as she caressed me. It was amazing to have her licking me. She tongued me with such passion.

I whimpered as she suckled on my clit. She nursed on me, driving me wild. I would have a huge climax. I could not wait to drown her in pussy cream. Her tongue fluttered up and down my slit. She drove me wild.