Angry Slut in Anger Management

Foul-mouthed Amber is sent to anger management after insulting a police officer. Tempers run high as the feisty vixen picks a fight with a fellow rageaholic, the intensity of her anger matched only by that of her lust for sex. As the course spirals out of control, she sets out to satisfy this lust, daring the group to take her on. Contains explicit depictions of group sex. For adults only! 4719 words.

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Excerpt:

"Guys, calm down!" John said again, his voice now much more authoritative. Amber grinned at Ian as he postured threateningly at her, but he said nothing, instead glaring at her menacingly before slowly sitting back down.

"These are the kinds of situations we want to avoid, people," John said. "Remember, you are all here because you allow your temper to get the best of you. Amber, Ian, you allowed your temper to take control and look what almost happened."

Amber raised her eyebrows disapprovingly. "Not true, John," she began, casting a quick glance at Ian, "I kept my cool the whole time. Ian here is the one who exploded at me for no reason whatsoever."

"Oh, bullshit!" Ian shouted, and Amber grinned in contentment.

"Ian, please," John cooled him. He turned to Amber. "Amber, wouldn't you agree that your choice of language had something to do with Ian's reaction?"

"No, and I resent that. All I did was lay down some truth on him," Amber said, fully aware that Ian's rage was building up again. "Not my problem if he can't handle it."

"But don't you think you could've used softer words, perhaps?"

"Hey, I call it as I see it," Amber shrugged. She turned around to face the others in the room. "Who here doesn't agree that Ian's an idiotic little shithead?" No hands were raised as everyone kept sitting in silence, watching. "I rest my case."

"Well, look, that's not what it's about - " John began, but he was interrupted by Ian once again, his blood boiling in intense rage. He jumped up.

"You motherfucking whore!"

"Aw, did I hurt your feelings Ian?" Amber teased, enjoying his meltdown.

"I bet you can't keep the cocks out of your mouth, you slut!" he hurled at her. "With a mouth like that there's probably a long line of guys just waiting to plug it shut."

"They try, Ian," Amber licked her lips at him. "Do you want to try too? Or is your cock too small?" She paused, and a look of sudden realization appeared on her face. "Hang on..." she smiled. "Is that why you drive a fancy sports car? Compensation for that tiny, tiny cock of yours?"

Ian could barely contain his fury, his body visibly shaking, but had no comeback. Amber continued. "As you know that's often the case, men do tend to buy expensive things such as clothes and cars to compensate for their lacking manhood."

"You cunt," Ian hissed. "You think I have a tiny cock? Even an expert cocksucker such as yourself couldn't handle it."

"Why don't you put your money where your mouth is," Amber dared him. "In fact, all of you fuckers here." She stood up and turned around. "All of you fuckers. I can take on all of you." As it turned out, Ian was, in fact, correct in calling Amber a slut. She was. Unashamedly and unabashedly, she loved sex, in all forms and kinds, whether it was a romantic love-making session with a partner, or a massive gangbang orgy with strangers. And often, this trait of hers appeared at the same time as her anger, both fed by the intense passion inside her. Her exchange with Ian had therefore only added fuel to her fire, and her desire to fuck grew.

"Amber, please..." John tried to calm her down, but it was too little, too late. Ian stared her down. "You want my cock?" he said, his voice now strangely calm.

"Do you have one?" Amber retorted. He narrowed his eyes and his hands moved down to his pants. He unzipped.

"Yeah I got one for you, you whore."

"Guys, this is incredibly inappropriate!" John hastily shouted, but the authority in his voice had all but vanished, the situation having completely spiraled out of his control.

"Where is it then?" Amber asked. Ian paused, as if briefly second-guessing what he was about to do, but then pulled his pants and shorts down, revealing his erection to everyone. Amber looked down at it, faint smile on her lips.

"Is that it?"

"Shut the fuck up you bitch," Ian muttered. "Come here and I'll plug that whore mouth of yours."
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