Slut with an Attitude

I'm so damn full of me
as arrogant as I can be
girls girls everywhere
wonder if I should share
so many choices in my lair.



It started in my senior year
something I happened to overhear
two mothers at a local mall
pretty women as I recall
talking in a bathroom stall.



"Notice the blonde when we came in
has to be a terrible sin
no one should be that fine
bet her pee taste like wine
can only wish she were mine."



Hanging on to every word
couldn't believe what I heard
quickly rapping on their door
strutting like a teenage whore
ordering them to hit the floor.



Seemed so easy as they knelt
quickly undoing my belt
one in front, one in back
greedily licking my sweaty crack
seems my back hole quite a snack.



Short one pleading as I came
Tall one begging for the same
body fluids from me were flowing
head to toe I was glowing
slutty mouths were overflowing.



From that moment I was hooked
discerning lust by way girls looked
at my body with such yearning
sexual mores set a churning
arrousing fires inside them burning..



Soon I taught myself control
found I owned their very soul
they would stare, a leering gaze
eyes, it seemed, a glassy glaze
progessing to submissive daze.




Soon I'll be out of school
having learned a golden rule
if you have a luscious cunt
no misgivings when being blunt
offering up what most girls want.




So you see, I get my way
life is christmas every day
willing to flaunt, make it last
create for me a slutty past
while having such a fucking blast.



author, little miss blair
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