Dum Gum #1: Dee (Becoming a Bimbo Erotica)

Dum Gum, #1

Deidre Falcone has a boring job at a boring office, but all of that gets thrown on its head when someone gives her a pack of Dum Gum, guaranteed to relieve your stress and provide a worry-free day. Unexpectedly it works, in the most surprising way possible - by turning Deidre into a sex-loving bimbo! This is a ten thousand word story about a young woman who chews some special gum and discovers her wild, untamed side in a couple of hot sexual encounters. Keep an eye out for the next installment of the series. Only suitable for adults. 

-EXCERPT-

She had dragged him from his seat without a word, pulling him along by his tie. He made a few complaints, but followed along anyway, clearly more curious than he was angry. By the time they reached the storeroom and she locked the door, Jim was smart enough to figure out the basics of what was going on, but it took her shoving her hand down his pants to wrap around his dick for the guy to really put two and two together.

Guys could be so dumb, sometimes.

Once Deidre and Jim had gotten those annoying clothes out of the way, they were quickly able to get down to business, hands exploring one another’s bodies. There was a voice saying not to, but Deidre was definitely not in the mood to listen to anyone who was telling her to stop doing something that felt so good.

“Oh god, Deidre,” Jim said as he squeezed her ass, pushing her up against him. “I’ve wanted to do this for so long...”

Deidre had known that, but for some stupid reason had never gone after him. Luckily things had changed, or she’d never have gotten to get with such a sexy, buffed guy like Jim. She recalled that she knew someone who found him very annoying, but couldn’t think of any reasons why. Big, strong, sexy, ready and willing to fuck. What else could a girl want?

“Ugh. Don’t call me Deidre,” she said. “Such an old-fashioned name.”

“What should I call you, then?” Jim asked, confused.

“Umm,” she replied, thinking. “Dee. Dee is much better, isn’t it?”

Dee pressed him against the door before he could respond, sliding down to her knees so that she could wrap her hands around his long cock. He didn’t have much to say about that, just groans and gasps as she stroked him hard and then harder. She loved that power she had over him, like his thick shaft was a switch that she could flip on as much as she wanted. Before, she would have condemned thoughts like that, but now that she thought about it, she was never able to get Jim to do what she wanted, either.

“So Jim,” Dee said as she kept stroking him harder and harder, watching his face contort in pleasure as her hands went up and down, “Tell me how long you’ve been wanting this.”

“Ever since you got hired,” he said, and grunted with every stroke. “I always thought... you were too much of a... stuck up bitch... to be interested.”

Dee thought about that. She supposed she was a bit of a stuck up bitch, to be entirely honest. Always getting angry at harmless flirtations. Luckily that was over with - if a guy wanted to show her that he was hot for her, who was she to yell and scream? Much better to flirt and smile right back, and if he was cute enough, well, why shouldn’t she do even more if she wanted to? No reason to hold back and deny herself, no reason at all.

“Well all that’s changed, hon,” Dee said, starting to give the head of his cock feather-soft kisses. “I’m not sure what’s happened, but suddenly I feel much, much... better.”