When Hailey woke up next morning, she had a blistering headache. Her mouth was as dry as the sands of the Sahara, and her stomach felt like a gaping black hole that no amount of greasy food would ever fill.
Hailey threw back the covers of her bed, then pushed through the pink curtains of her four-poster bed. She’d been smart enough to lower the blinds on her windows before she went to bed – thank heavens for that – so the sunlight didn’t blind her as she stumbled to the door, still semi-conscious. The bathroom was right by the door to her room, so she quickly slipped inside and shut the door behind her.
Wearing nothing but the black panties and white blouse she’d worn to the party, Hailey examined herself in the mirror. Her mascara was smudged, her lipstick was gone, and her hair looked like an electric current had gone through her. What the hell happened last night? Hailey thought.
She thought about splashing some water across her face and brushing her teeth, then decided more urgent measures were required. Taking off her clothes, she stepped into the shower and allowed the steaming hot water to run down her body. Hailey took her time, soaping up every inch of her body, letting the water wash away the alcohol and the sweat. Her pussy felt a little sensitive when she ran her fingers over it, but Hailey quickly wrote it off. She probably played with herself before she fell asleep, it wouldn’t be the first time. But then something strange happened – Hailey ran a hand through her hair and found a clump. Something made her hair stick together like gum, but when she took a closer look, it seemed different, harder.
Frowning, she got her hair wet and watched the clump dissolve and disappear down the drain. Hailey couldn’t make sense of it. If she didn’t know any better, she’d have said that was… cum!
Like an avalanche, the memories of the night before came down on her. Jackson at the party, how she danced with him, grinding on his cock. And then he dragged her into the bathroom! The taste of his cum filled Hailey’s mouth, the memory of his cock moving inside her almost eliciting a moan. Jesus Christ, she’d let him fuck her in that bathroom, let him paint her face with his cum, all while her boyfriend slept one floor above. And clearly, some of Jackson’s cum had gotten in her hair, which meant Hailey walked around with it for the rest of the night, for everyone to see! What else did she miss when she left that bathroom?
Shit! She’d cheated on Brett, too, something she’d sworn she’d never do. And his friends had probably seen her dancing with Jackson, they might’ve even seen him go into the bathroom with her. Did Brett already know? Did everyone?
These thoughts bounced around Hailey’s head like pinballs, gathering speed and adding to her anxiety and her fears with every second. Hailey quickly got out of the shower. She brushed her teeth and dried her hair, her mind far away, then ran into her bedroom. She put on some leggings and a sports bra, grabbed her phone, and went downstairs. Scurrying down the wide marble staircase, Hailey slipped into the kitchen. “Mom?” she called, praying to God that the woman had gone for another spa weekend with the rest of her divorced friends who didn’t know what to do with all their money.
“Mom?” Hailey called out again to no response. They had a kitchen island and on the electric stove she saw a pot with a piece of paper stuck to the top.
Hailey went over and grabbed it. Went to the spa, be back on Tuesday. I made you some stew. Hailey lifted the lid and inhaled the soothing smell that was sure to put her stomach at ease. “Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you.”
Hailey quickly turned on the stove and warmed up the stew. She put on some coffee as she waited, and prepared a bowl and a slice of bread. The pot was boiling by the time she was ready, and she nearly burned her tongue when she started eating, but she couldn’t care less. Her stomach had finally settled and she felt the worst of the hangover had passed.
With that taken care of, Hailey grabbed her phone and FaceTimed Sarah. If anyone knew about the current state of Hailey’s reputation, it would be her best friend. Sarah’s pale, hungover face erupted on Hailey’s screen, though she seemed to have already taken care of the worst of the damage.
“Uh, am I the only one with bells ringing in her head?” Sarah asked, rubbing her forehead.
Hailey smiled. “No, we’re twinning today.”
“Thanks. That makes me feel better.”
Hailey thought it might be prudent to go on the offensive. “What happened to you yesterday? I didn’t see you after you went to get Marc a drink.”
“We, uh, hung out for a little bit.” Sarah looked away from the screen, sheepish.
“Did you fuck him?” Hailey squealed. “You slut!”
“What? No, I—” Sarah paused, then rolled her eyes. “Oh, fine, yes. But Hailey, the man’s got the thickest cock you’ve ever seen, and he can last for ages!”
“Seriously?” Hailey didn’t like the twinge that erupted between her legs. She rubbed her thighs together. “Was he good?”
“Amazing. I swear my pussy is still sore.” Sarah giggled. “He stuffed my mouth with my panties, or the whole house would’ve heard me scream.”
“God, you’re awful.”
“You’re jealous,” Sarah shot back, raising her chin haughtily. “What did you do after I left?”
If only you knew. “Not much. I had a drink with Jackson, then I left soon after.” Leaving immediately after fucking Jackson was probably the wisest decision Hailey had made all evening – she still couldn’t be sure how much cum she’d missed when she was cleaning herself up. For all she knew, people might’ve seen it crusting on her face if she’d stayed at the party.
“Bo-oring,” Sarah said and changed the subject. “I heard Lacey got double-teamed by these two random dudes who just showed up to the party. Her boyfriend found them just as they were finishing on her face.”
“Really?” Hailey asked, feigning interest, but inwardly she sighed in relief. Lacey had been Hailey’s sworn enemy during high school, so it was nice to see her brought down a peg. Better yet, it meant it was that bitch’s disgrace that was circulating on the grapevine and not the story of how Jackson bent her over the sink and fucked her.
“What’d you expect, she’s always been a slut,” Sarah said, which Hailey found somewhat rich coming from her. “What about Brett, has he woken up yet?”
Hailey shrugged, suddenly ashamed. “I don’t know. But I’ll probably break up with him today.”
“Thank God,” Sarah exclaimed. “Then you can go out with me. They’ll be lining up to get a taste of you.”
“Sarah,” Hailey said in warning, but in truth, she’d always known that. The only thing that had changed was that Hailey wasn’t sure she’d reject them anymore. Not with the way Jackson’s cock kept flashing before her eyes. “Alright, I’ll call you later.”
Hailey hung up, then dialed her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend. Let’s get it over with.
******
The jacuzzi saved Hailey. She’d turned on the massage feature and allowed the water to go to work on her back while she scrolled through her Instagram and sipped a smoothie, wearing nothing but her birthday suit. It was night out, her backyard lit only by the ground lights her mom had installed a while back, and there was no one to get in the way of her headache’s rapid decline into oblivion.
Hailey tapped the screen a couple of times, and a photo appeared for the tenth time in the last five minutes. She’d posted it on Insta a few hours ago, and it was completely unlike the photos she usually posted. Hailey’s profile featured landscape shots from various vacations and a couple of selfies from various parties, but this photo showed Hailey kneeling in front of the mirror in her leggings, arching her back so the curve of her ass was visible, and giving fuck-me eyes to the camera.
She’d added some song lyrics to the caption, just to leave no doubt that she was single now, and the men came pouring into her DMs. She’d gotten at least thirty messages. One of them was even from the father of Hailey’s former high school classmate, a hedge fund manager worth hundreds of millions of dollars. Hailey was oddly excited at the thought of having a man like that flirt with her, and she responded to his message to pass the boredom while she waited for Jackson to reach out.
If he’ll reach out, Hailey thought. It wasn’t so much that she wanted to fuck him again as much as she didn’t want to be the type of girl he could fuck in a bathroom and then forget. But why would he write? Jackson struck her as the type of fuck-boy who had his hands full with the women in his direct vicinity. It’d be a hell of a shock if he had the time to notice a thirst trap Hailey had posted specifically for him. Some slut is probably blowing him right now.
Thinking it would be better to focus on other things, Hailey opened the message thread with the millionaire. His name was Vincent. He’d first written to compliment her good looks, and Hailey thanked him, leaving the door open for him to keep writing. She didn’t have to wait long.
Vincent: U should let me take u out sometime. Girls like you belong at the biggest parties in town.
Hailey raised an eyebrow; the man certainly didn’t waste time. Of course, she had no intention of going out with him. He’d take her to the VIP section, order bottle service, and then he’d probably expect her to blow him while he drank his champagne. Still, there was no harm in having a little fun.
Hailey: I don’t think I have the clothes for the biggest parties in town.
Vincent responded in seconds: I’ll get you some. Whatever you want.
Hailey chuckled. These men were so predictable.
Hailey: Really? And what would I have to do in return?
Vincent seemed to sense a trap because he replied with: Nothing, beautiful women deserve beautiful dresses.
Hailey: You’re too kind.
Vincent replied with some BS, but Hailey set down her phone as her hands trailed down her body. Her right went to her tits – her nipples were so sensitive – while her left went between her legs. It’d be kind of hot if she went out with a man like that and got pampered with expensive clothes and jewelry, then taken to a fancy dinner and a nightclub. She’d dance the night away, and everyone would see how beautiful and rich she was, but at the end of the evening, her benefactor would take her to his villa and demand she return the favour.
Hailey would let him have his way with her. Maybe she’d strip for him and give him head in the pool, or maybe she’d let him tie her up and fuck all her holes until he emptied his balls in her guts. And then Sarah would call her the next day, jealous out of her mind. Everyone would be talking about her, and none of them would know that she’d earned her fancy things by swallowing load after load of cum.
A tiny orgasm tore through Hailey at that and she cried out before she could think to bite her tongue. She opened her eyes, immediately looking around for anyone who might’ve seen her. Spotting no one, she exhaled in relief and sank lower into the warm water to suppress a shiver. God, that was delicious. But even as she loved the fantasy, Hailey feared a little because all she had to do to make it come true was say, “Yes.”
******
For Hailey, it felt as though she’d been suppressing her horniness for years and the Halloween party had torn down the gates that kept it in check. She played with her pussy again before she went to bed that Saturday, and three more times on Sunday before she finally got a message from Jackson in the evening.
It was already dark outside when her phone rang as she sat on the couch, sipping hot chocolate and watching a movie.
Jackson: wyd?
Hailey rolled her eyes. What a fuckboy.
But she wrote back: Watching a movie. U?
Jackson: Wanna go for a ride?
Jackson had recently bought a new Porsche, a fast one by the looks of it. Hailey had heard him roaring up and down their street a hundred times. Without really thinking, she replied: Sure, yeah.
When he wrote back that he’d pick her up in fifteen minutes, the reality of her mistake set in. “Shit!” She threw off her blanket, turned off the TV, and ran upstairs to get ready.
Hailey started with her clothes. What should she wear? It was quite cold out, but that didn’t mean she didn’t want to look sexy. If she put on a skirt, she’d look desperate for cock, but if she put on pants, Jackson might have a hard time getting them off of her. Wait, I’m not fucking him, she told herself and picked out a pair of leggings. Then she chose a white top, a thick sweater, and a fur jacket. Excellent.
When it came to make-up, she only touched up her cheeks a little and applied mascara, as well as putting on some lip gloss. A voice in her head told her that was a good idea because she didn’t want to leave traces of red lipstick all over Jackson’s dick, but she batted the thought away. Red lipstick was for special occasions.
The doorbell rang just as she applied the finishing touches and she went downstairs and opened the door. Jackson stood outside in some sweatpants and a hoodie, his hands buried deep in his pockets. A slight smile played on his lips as he looked her over and said, “Coming?”
“Sure,” Hailey replied, smiling shyly under the weight of his gaze. She locked up behind and followed him to the Porsche. “Nice car.”
“Thanks, it’s my dad’s.” Jackson went around with her and opened the door for her. Brett had never done that.
“Oh. Well, he’s got good taste in cars,” Hailey told him as she got in the passenger seat.
Jackson grinned at her before he closed the door. “And I’ve got good taste in women.”
Hailey giggled as he returned to the driver’s side and got in. “Ready?”
“Yeah, just don’t kill me.”
“I’ll try my best.” Jackson winked at her and then they were roaring down her driveway. Jackson seemed to know what he was doing and the streets passed by in a blur. He drove fast enough that the engine’s vibrations were doing delicious things to her pussy, but not fast enough to make Hailey worry about crashing.
“So is this the part where you tell me you regret what happened on Friday?” Jackson took his eyes off the road for a moment to glance her way.
Hailey tilted her head. “What makes you say that?”
Jackson shrugged, that grin on his face again. “That’s what girls usually say at this point.”
“Oh… Well, I don’t regret it,” Hailey replied, realizing as the words left her mouth that Jackson had hoped she’d tried to prove she was different.
“No?” They stopped at a stop light and he looked at her. “That’s nice.”
Hailey squirmed as he looked at her. “I don’t like that I cheated on my boyfriend. I didn’t want to do that.”
“Don’t worry about it, it happens.” He said that as though cheating was the most natural thing, nothing to worry about.
Hailey did feel a little better, though. “Thanks.”
“Besides—” He shot her a grin “—you’re way too hot to have a boyfriend.”
“Really?” Hailey slid a little lower in her seat and started playing with a strand of her hair as she watched him. “Am I not the type you’d take home to your parents?”
“No, you’re the type you take home to your friends so they can have a taste.”
Hailey’s mouth fell open in outrage and she smacked his arm again. “You bastard!”
Jackson laughed and hit the accelerator as the light turned green. “Don’t worry about it, it’d just be my closest friends.”
This time even Hailey chuckled, but she also decided to take his words as a challenge instead of an insult. She sat up in her chair and leaned over the center console, reaching between his legs. “You’d really let every one of your friends get a taste?” Her hand found his cock, already half-hard in his sweatpants.
Jackson didn’t even look her way as he said, “Um, maybe you could convince me to keep you all to myself if you tried.”
Hailey went on her knees in the passenger seat. “Really?” she asked, drawing out the word as she reached into his pants and wrapped her fingers around his shaft. “And how could I do that?”
Jackson stopped the car at another stoplight, looked at her, and put a hand on her cheek. “I can think of a few ways.”
Hailey smiled salaciously. “Mmm, me too.” She helped him shimmy down his pants while there was a pause in driving, then she leaned forward, underneath his arms that rested on his steering wheel, until she came face to face with his cock.
It looked just as perfect as it had on Friday, only Hailey was even more desperate to suck it. She licked the cockhead as Jackson accelerated again, cupping his balls with her hand, then took him in her mouth. She didn’t have enough room to play around, so she sucked on his tip and bobbed her head up and down in his lap, taking as much of his cock in her mouth as she could. Drool dripped down on Jackson’s balls, and she made sure to gather it up and spread it generously, getting him nice and wet.
A few minutes later, Jackson hit the accelerator hard and the engine started screaming. At the same time, he pushed down on Hailey’s head, slamming his cock down her throat.
“Oh, fuck yes,” he said, and it made Hailey wet to think she’d made one of his fantasies come true. He didn’t let go of her head until she tapped his thigh, and then she came up gasping for breath and trying to slurp up the drool that had spilled from her mouth at the same time.
They were on a highway she saw then, but Jackson took a sharp right and took an exit for a gas station. Hailey went back to stroking his cock as Jackson pulled up to the most deserted part of the parking lot.
Turning the key in the ignition, the engine died, and Jackson said, “Take off those leggings.”
Hailey quickly obeyed. She fell back in her seat, raised her legs in the air as far as they could go, and peeled her leggings off. Jackson had to help when she reached her shoes, but they got rid of them in no time.
“Come here,” Jackson said as Hailey took off her fur jacket and she climbed onto his lap. She didn’t have a lot of head space, but that didn’t matter. Hailey planted her feet on both sides of his hips and felt his cock already pressing at her entrance while he lowered his seat. Then she lifted her shirt over her tits to give him a better view – she couldn’t even recall when she decided to go out braless – as Jackson pushed her panties to the side. He mashed his cock against her pussy, found it dripping wet, and slid into her with ease.
“Ooooh,” Hailey moaned out. She couldn’t believe she was letting him fuck her in a car, and just the thought of it was making her go crazy.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” Jackson said through gritted teeth as he put both hands on her ass and started bouncing her on his cock like she was his fuck doll.
Hailey could do nothing but wrap her arms around his neck, stick out her chest so he’d notice her tits, and take it. In that position, Jackson was hitting places Hailey didn’t know existed, and her moans soon filled the Porsche. “You’re so deep, you’re so deep,” Hailey whined every time he bottomed out in her pussy.
Jackson was pawing at her ass, his face scrunched up in pleasure. “God, I love fuckin’ that ass.”
And Hailey loved taking it. She’d spread her legs for him whenever he wanted, she decided that then and there, and she’d never demand to be his girlfriend or anything. Jackson could use her for his pleasure, let her fullfil all her fantasies, Hailey didn’t care if he fucked ten other bitches at the same time.
The entire car started swaying along with Hailey’s bouncing, but then Jackson got in on the act, thrusting up into her pussy. Hailey buried her face in the crook of his neck as he palmed her tits, and screamed. Her vision went white and every muscle in her body seemed to seize up on its own. “Fu-uck,” she cried.
“You liked that, huh?” Jackson grinned up at her, then wrapped his arm around her and spun her around. Hailey didn’t know how he pulled it off, but suddenly she was on her back and Jackson was on top of her. He stretched out her legs so her feet were pressed against the roof of the car, practically had her folded in half, and then he started pounding her. Hailey squealed and thrashed beneath him, trying to keep down her screams, but her pussy was so wet she could hear it squelching with every thrust.
Jackson kept her pinned in place, she could do nothing but lie there and take it. Hailey loved the weight of her body on her, loved the frown of concentration on his face as he seemed desperate to delay his orgasm.
“I’m on the pill!” Hailey cried out in between his thrusts, half-delirious from the fucking. “Fill me up!”
Those seemed to be the magic words because Jackson switched to slower, deeper thrusts. It only took three of them for him to bury himself inside her and stay there as he unloaded his cum in her pussy. A shiver went through his body then and his strength seemed to leave him – Hailey lowered her legs and wrapped them around his body so he could lay down on top of her, his cock still inside her.
“Jesus, I love fuckin’ you,” he murmured in her ear as her fingers trailed lightly up and down his back.
Hailey wrapped her legs tighter around him and whispered in his ear. “And I love taking it.”
When he came down from his high, Jackson pulled out of her pussy and Hailey crawled back into the passenger seat. She put on her panties and her leggings, but then as she saw Jackson trying to pull his pants back up, she got a naughty idea.
“Don’t do that.” She reached over and grabbed his soft cock. “I think I should polish your cock while you take me back home.”
Jackson grinned. “I’m gonna miss you, Hailey.”
“What?” she asked as kneeled on the seat again. “Where are you going?”
“Back to Europe for a month.”
“Well, then…” Hailey leaned down to take his cock back in her mouth. “I better make this memorable.”
Hailey blew him the entire way home and even earned herself another load – she swallowed, of course – but when she watched him drive away in that sports car, the taste of his cum in her mouth, all she could think about was: How the hell am I supposed to last a month without his cock?