I had been feeling rather grouchy and frustrated tely. All my friends seemed to notice it as well. I didn't know why exactly, everything was going great. Joey had even bought me some flowers retly while out shopping. He always did such random and sweet things. I was happy, but I also wasn't and I didn't uand why.

  Joey and I had been going at it using this new position for a bit now, and he was over the moon with joy. I... I am gd he's happy. I really truly am...

  But I couldn't get over how frustrated I was feeling. Something about me felt off, it felt wrong. What was I doing wrong!? If my boyfriend is happy I should be too... Right?

  Agitated I went to the gym after css. Not my gym though. I went to Barrett's gym. I wasn't eveain why I was going. I didn't want to see his stupid smug anytime soon. He's over fident grin, his strong body... His... I....

  I walked in and found no ohere. Good, this was a bad idea anyways. I went to walk out when I heard whistling. I followed the sound to find it was ing from the men's ging room. I shouldn't go inside.

  I walked in, my heart rag in my chest and found Barrett there, shirtless, with a towel around his waist. His strong muscles on full dispy. "You know you really shouldn't be in here" he said with a big grin.

  I scoffed at him. "What the hell is wrong with you!?" I screamed at him feeling the rage and anger building up. "Hey I'm just ging after a good workout. Your the one who walked into the men's ging room at a gym you don't even go too!"

  Shit he's right. Why the fuck is he right!? "I don't even know why I'm here. I'm leaving" I turo walk away. "I know why your here" Barrett said stopping me in my tracks. I turned around hands on my hips. "Do enlighten me" I growled more than spoke.

  "You're here because ever since you got a taste of a real man's cock you 't get satisfied by something as pathetic as your boyfriend. I mean holy does he even know what he's doing when you two have sex?"

  I looked away my face red. "You're full of shit Barrett." He just shrugged casually. "I'm ho and you know it." Well it's true he always believed the bullshit that came out of his mouth, but that didn't mean it was actually true...

  "Look the solution is simple. Fuother man" he said with a smile. I turo face him, rage on my face. "Oh like you!? Just fue asshole!? That's the solution!? I am not cheating on my boyfriend! I am happy and..."

  "And satisfied?" He finished for me and I stopped. I crossed my arms at my chest and looked away. "You don't o fuck me" he said seeming genuine in his statement. "But for fuck's sake have some real fun with a real man. You know he's pathetic, meanwhile your one of the hottest and most pirls at school. You deserve to feel good."

  I didn't respond, I didn't face him. My heart was rag. Why was I here? Why couldn't I find the words tue with him. "Keep your boyfriend. He obviously means a lot to you for whatever reason. Find someone you fuck who won't care to date you and will keep the secret. That way your happy, your boyfriend is happy, and everyone is satisfied."

  It... It almost made sense... But if Joey found out he would be heartbroken. Oh what am I even thinking!? I don't need a Joey to satisfy me! He and I, we're fine... We're just fine...

  "I of course offer my services" Barrett said taking off the towel to reveal his rge cock. Dammit it wasn't even hard a was still bigger than Joey. "But you piyone you want. So long as you trust them to satisfy you and keep a secret."

  "Whatever" I respourning away but not walking away. I should leave, I should go. This is getting out of hand! But my body wouldn't move. I could hear Barrett walking up behiting closer. My heart beating fast, I should leave!

  I felt his hand e around to grab my boobs and grope them both. I should smack him! I should protest! Who does he think he is!? I didn't though... I just stood there...

  "You know what I think is happening" he whispered in my ear. "I think your realizing the truth. You want to be treated like the little slut you are and he won't do it. He's too romantic, too sweet. You want to be used and fucked, not teoo like some princess."

  That was absurd! Of course I didn't want that, I enjoyed how sweet Joey is... Most of the time anyways...

  Barrett kept groping me hard, my boobs getting squeezed together as I felt my body reag. I 't moan, I have to hold it back. He let go suddenly and took my hand. "e here, let me show you something. If I'm wrong you leave, no worries." Of course I'll leave! He 't force me to stay! So why was I here?

  I walked with him letting him lead me te wall mirror. He had me face the mirror and I could see my own refley dirty blonde hair that reaches down to my boobs hanging low, my crystal blue eyes staring back at me, my buttoned up shirt, my cute shorts. "I think you like being a slut, so let's see if I'm wrong."

  Barrett whispered. There was that wain. He kept calling me a slut. I opened my mouth to tell him to stop insulting me when he suddenly grabbed my shirt and tore it open. The buttons came flying off as my body jumped in pce, a loud gasp escaped my lips.

  I could see myself blushing in the refle as his hands came around to grab my ned py with my boobs still covered by my bra. "You liked that slut?" He asked whispering into my ear and I bit my lips. Of course not... He just ruined a perfectly good shirt just to strip me down. Joey would rip me like that!

  A I felt my body reag, heating up as the arousal built inside me. Barrett undid my bra and tossed it aside like some used rag, then he gripped both my boobs hard squeezing them as I let out a soft moan. Joey would never grope me like this! Then again Joey never really groped me at all...

  "Good girl" Barrett whispered into my ear and I could see myself blushing. Why did I react to that? Why couldn't I stop this wonderful feeling flooding through me.

  Barrett let go and moved down. He grabbed my shorts and yahem down with my panties irong movement that once more had me gasping. He bent me forutting me on all fours just like Joey and I had been trying.

  He moved behind me, his cock resting on my ass as he grabbed my hair and whispered in my ear. "This time I'm going to fuck you like the slut you are. But don't worry I'll keep this secret. You won't have to worry about your little boy toy's fragile heart."

  I wao protest, to say no. But I looked at myself in the mirror, bent over, my tits hanging low, this strong man posed to mount me from behind. My face was a mix between a look of pleasure and a scowl. I should stop this.

  Barrett then began to push into my pussy, his long and thick cock stretg me out much more than Joey ever did. He kept going inch by inch as I watched myself moaning out, my face twisting with pleasure.

  Barrett got as far as Joey would but kept going in deeper. My eyes fluttered as he pushed until his entire cock was ihen he yanked my hair f me to look up at him, a smug grin on his face.

  He then proceeded to fuck me hard and fast, faster than Joey ever did. My ass smag against his body. "Look at how sexy you look wheing used like the slut you are" he said with a griing me look at my refle.

  My tits were swaying bad forth hard underh me, my head forced up by his grip on my hair, the look I had was one had never seen before. It ure ecstasy it leasure I hadn't had before.

  No! No this couldn't be happening. But my moans of lust betrayed my emotions, as Barrett kept going in and out hard and fast. Sometimes he would slow down to grope my tits, to py with them and squeeze them. My moans tinued as he pyed with my body.

  Then he would go back to yanking my hair and fug me deep. So deep... So hard...

  My moaually shifted to screams as I smiled into my own refley toig out as I got fucked harder than ever before. Why had I e here? My thoughts oter faded away. My s faded away. My only focus was on the pleasure.

  "Who's a good slut" Barrett screamed at me. "I am!" I screamed back my voice sounding fn in my own ears. This went on for perhaps an hour, perhaps more of Barrett fug me until my thoughts were all gone, until my bad mood was all gone.

  Finally after some time Barrett pushed me alopping his dick out of my pussy. "Lay down!" He anded and I did, with total obedience I y on my bad, my head hanging off the bench.

  He grabbed my tits and forcefully rammed his coy throat as he began to cum. Load after load as my eyes rolled bad my body shook. I asmed as he pumped his cum down my throat, feeding me once more.

  It wasn't my first asm either. No, Barrett had made me asm twice. Once as he fucked me, and once as he fed me. My body felt so warm, my pussy so wet.

  Barrett finished unloading his cum inside my throat and pulled away as I moaned out. He then grabbed my throat and forced me to sit up, and look at the mirror.

  I could see my chest moving up and down with bored breath. I could see my eyes gzed over in pleasure. I could see my body rexed and at ease. Barrett came up from behind me and hugged me tight.

  "Your a sexy slut" he said and I saw myself blush. "This time I'm leaving you with this" he said as he wrote down his number on a piece of paper. "From now on, when you want to get fucked and used like the slut you are. You let me know. Uood?"

  I should say no... I just moaned instead. He ughed as he groped me o time before leaving. I looked at myself in the mirror.

  I looked so sexy...