New Slut Shoots a Porno

By Lilith Goode

Sunny was born a boy but decided she'd rather be a girl. She can't dance but works as a stripper. And now she's learning new skills, both in and out of bed. Although with her, there's not that much difference between the two.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lilith Goode
• Release date: Aug 26, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215854891

Lilith Goode

I was born in Fort Lauderdale, Florida back before it became a parking lot running from Miami to Palm Beach. In an attempt to escape my five and a half million neighbors, cockroaches, and hurricanes, I moved to Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan, which lies on the Canadian border in Michigan's upper peninsula, in the mistaken belief that anyplace located on a large body of water would have a lot of seafood restaurants. Not being much of a sports person, I missed the somewhat obvious correlation that in order to have seafood restaurants, the body of water has to be an ocean and not a lake.My writing career, such as it is, began when my computer tragically died at a very young age. As background, I should tell you I've long been a fan of Hentai, which is basically anime styled porn, and my favorite meme is where a sweet and virginal young girl has her first sexual encounter and immediately turns into a stark, raving nymphomaniac.When my computer went to computer hell (Seattle, Washington) I had just finished reading an article describing how Japanese anime is influencing Western drawing styles and memes more and more, and had also just finished reading several of Adam Warren's 'Empowered' comics, (which, if you haven't already, you should definitely check out).Suddenly having lots of free time on my hands, (if you want to spark your creative juices I strongly suggest trashing your computer) I began to wonder what a story done in my favorite hentai meme (nymphomaniac, remember?) would be like.I envisioned a young virgin who, on her eighteenth birthday, dreams of a sexual encounter with a stranger and who, upon awakening, realizes it wasn't a dream. Following which, naturally, she turns into a sex-crazed maniac.At first that was the extent of it, but as time went on I kept thinking about what, exactly, that would entail, and finally had to write it down so I could keep track of it.That story has gone through many changes, and I'm still not ready to publish it, although I hope to someday, but it got me interested in writing. (I did recently publish the opening scene in a collection of short stories called "Pretty Little Sluts" as a bonus feature if you'd like to check it out.) Since my favorite subject is sex, I naturally turned to erotica.(I've been told that what I write isn't strictly erotica, as apparently my stories come with too much of something called 'plot.' I considered toning the sex down so I could sell them as straightforward fiction, but what fun would that be?)And I'm sorry, but I don't see the point in writing if you don't tell a story, so you'll just have to suffer through the myriad adventures my girls and gurls encounter as they bounce from one bed to another. Or the couch, desk, floor etc... I'm still trying to figure out how to write a sex scene on the ceiling, although I've come pretty close to it with Dove.Most of my early works were either centered around sexually 'enthusiastic' girls, or a little later, BBC loving ones, but for some time now I've been interested in trans girls. I blame Supergirl, and the lovely and talented young trans actress who was featured on that show. Because, let's face it, if I'm fascinated by the thought of a young girl transitioning from a virgin to a sex maniac after her first time, then the idea of a boy who does the same thing, sacrificing not only his 'cherry' but his male identity, is positively irresistible.(A friend once told me I was contrary. I argued with them, of course, but they have a point. I love stories or characterizations that challenge the rules or norms of society. What can I say? I'm just a troll at heart.)So, along with my usual fare, you'll find a lot of my more recent works feature sissies or trans girls. If you're not into that sort of thing, make sure you check my categorizations. Don't worry, you'll still find lots of sweet young nymphomaniacs and hot interracial sex among my other works.As always, I would be greatly appreciative of any feedback regarding my writing style that anyone would care to share with me, either directly at [e-mail] or by posting reviews of my works on-line wherever you purchased your edition. Also, good news for all you people out there who, like me, love free stuff. I'm not getting any younger, and I like the idea of people reading my books after I'm gone, so I've decided to make all of them free from now on, including any future ones. I've got about four I'm trying to finish up before that final visitor shows up knocking on my door, (including a cute takeoff on Grimms' Fairy Tales that I hope to have out in a couple of weeks) so keep an eye out for them. I'm not exactly clear on how it works, but I think if you either sign up for alerts or 'favorite' me you'll get notified when I publish something new, so you might want to do one or both of those things if you haven't already.XOXO,Lilith

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New Slut Shoots a Porno

Copyright 2023 Lilith Goode

Published by Lilith Goode at Smashwords

This book contains scenes of an adult nature, including graphic sexual scenes, scenes depicting drug use, and obscene language. No one under the age of eighteen should purchase or read this book. All characters in this work are eighteen years of age or older.

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Sunny’s back, learning new things, making new friends, and loving her new life as a girl.

New Slut Shoots a Porno

My boss is great. He’s not one of those that never gives you any feedback. I’m the highest earner at the club, and he regularly shows his appreciation by calling me into his office and bending me over his desk to fuck my ass.

He was showing his appreciation very enthusiastically at the moment. I held onto the far edge of the desk for support while his hands gripped my hips tightly as he repeatedly slammed his cock into me. The glass blotter I’d bought him after I’d discovered I liked the feel of cold glass pressing against my tits when I was bent over something getting fucked felt good. They were making my nipples as hard as Serge’s cock. Well, almost as hard maybe.

He grunted when he came, and when I felt his semen splashing into my colon I moaned loudly and came too, my anus clamping down on his cock and milking it as my orgasm rocked my body.

After he pulled out, I pushed myself up from where I was sprawled out across his desk and spun around to drop to my knees so I could lick his cock clean.

I believe in doing a thorough job at all times. What can I say? I take pride in my work.

I pulled his pants back up and he smiled as he took over from there, getting them refastened. I didn’t have to get dressed. It’s just one of the many advantages of working at a strip club.

You’re a good girl, Sunny.

Thanks, Serge. Did you want anything else?

Yeah. There’s a bachelor party tomorrow night. Interested?

I grinned as I immediately responded with, Hell yeah! I’d been waiting to work one ever since I’d started dancing at the club. Even after my earnings had started climbing towards the top of the charts, partly due to my minor celebrity status as the girl whose boyfriend had disappeared one night on the beach while I was in bed with two other guys, I’d still been left waiting for an invitation. I hadn’t understood why I wasn’t invited to work any, but my BFF Faye had explained that Serge liked to wait until a girl had a little experience before he sent her out on a private job because if she screwed up it reflected badly on the club.

Faye’s going too. She can fill you in on the details.

I squealed with delight and hugged him.

Thanks, Serge. Want a blowjob before I leave?

He grinned as he replied, Not right now. Get back to work, you little slacker.

I giggled as I headed out to find some guy willing to give me his hard-earned cash.

*****

Daniel picked me up at the end of the night. The bouncer let him in after the bar had closed and Janet, the bartender, handed him his Jack on the rocks without being asked. He took a sip as us girls were counting our money and forking over the house percentage, which was distributed among all the people who worked like the bouncers and the DJ and the floor managers. It was a fair system. The more we got laid, the more they got paid.

A lot of strip clubs don’t allow the strippers to have sex with the customers, but ours doesn’t mind. Not officially, of course, but the private room has individual booths, like oversized bathroom stalls with a curtain at the front, where we can take the clients for their private dances, and what we do behind the curtains is between us and them. We don’t have to do anything we don’t want to, and the bouncers are ready, willing and able to back us up if there’s any trouble, but as long as the price is right most of us have no problem dropping to our knees to give a blowjob or with straddling the man while he gives our asses a workout.

This pretty much explains why I’m the club’s highest earner. I’m a lousy dancer, but I can breathe when deep throating a cock, I love having photos of me taken with my lips wrapped around one while I stare up at the camera’s lens and I don’t mind giving the customers a copy, and as I mentioned I enjoy, if that’s the proper word, a minor degree of infamy thanks to Josh’s unexplained disappearance, as well as because there are tons of photos and videos of me giving blowjobs or having sex with men on the internet by now, so lots of guys want to take me into the back room just so they can say they’ve had the blowjob chick.

When I finished counting my cash Daniel gave me a kiss and clipped the leash to my collar. Serge smiled at him, which meant we’d had a good night.

Hey, Dan. Don’t keep your pet out too late tonight. She has to work tomorrow.

Did someone call in?

It wasn’t surprising that Daniel asked that, because we usually only work either Friday or Saturday since those are the big money nights and thus the most popular with us girls. We normally only get to work one of them, and I usually work Fridays because I work a double on Sundays, which was a favor to Serge since that’s our slowest day, and no one else wants to work it.

No, a private party.

Daniel grinned at