Just A Day At the Beach
I had written this story beforehand but deleted it as I didn’t like the format, the character’s name, nor the way it was told. This is merely a retelling of how Kristina learned to become and enjoy being a cumslut…. “It’s such a beautiful day out, glad I’m going to the beach” thought Kristina as she drove her old beater to her favorite beach on her only day off of the week. She had been working six days in a row for the past two years and Sundays were her only reprieve from her lowly fast food employment. She had gotten up extra early that morning to beat the throngs of people who were sure to show up that day and had headed out before the sun was up. She had brought along a cooler …