Cheating Girlfriend With A Slutty BBC Whore! Part 1
You can’t deny a good cheating girlfriend story is one of the hottest and there are so many different ways to tell one. This is a fantasy I have and I hope you like it.
I came home late one night to find my boyfriend fast asleep. I tried to be quiet as I slipped myself between the sheets, closed my eyes, and attempted to fall asleep too.
But I wasn’t as quiet as I thought I was. The next thing I knew his arm was draped over me. I couldn’t see his eyes on me, but I felt them. Maybe it was just my insecurities.
He put his hand down between my legs and felt how soaking wet I was. My boyfriend rolled me onto my back and started kissing me. I could feel how excited he was by the hard cock pressed against my hip.
He stopped and looked at me. “Why are you so wet?”
My cheeks were turning red. Certainly, he couldn’t see because of how dark it was. “I don’t know,” I said nervously. “I guess dancing with the girls makes me excited.” That was a lie and I knew it.
“Why don’t I take care of that for you.” It wasn’t a question, but more of a promise.
My cheeks flushed even more. That time it was a mix of nervousness and excitement.
What if he found out my dirty secret?
I tried to stop him but to no avail. His lips were exploring every part of my body except my pussy. I ached for him, but I was too scared he would find out what a bad girl I’d been.
My boyfriend repositioned himself between my legs as he started dry humping me. He was so hard and I wanted him so badly.
As he kissed my bare tits and sucked on my hard nipples, my hips began to buck. I matched his pace while his hands groped my body.
This wasn’t right.
I’d just done something so wrong and yet my pussy wanted more. I couldn’t lie, had this unquenchable thirst for cock. It wasn’t my fault that I couldn’t control my urges.
Moments later, he was slipping out of his boxers. His cock was so hard and so close to my dripping pussy. How could I refuse him? Or refuse me for that matter?
He started sliding his cock into me. It was slow and sensual at first. His cock felt so good inside me. For a moment, I lost myself in the moment and forgot about what I’d done.
He started pumping me hard and fast, but then he stopped and stared directly at me. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness by that point and I was stupid to think he couldn’t see how red my face was. A stone settled inside my belly as if I knew what was going to come out of his mouth next. Whatever it was, I was sure it was bad.
“Why don’t you tell me what you really did London.” Again, it wasn’t a question, but more of a command. I tried to splutter my way out of it, but I knew it wasn’t getting me anywhere. “You’ll be out on your ass if you don’t tell me about who you’ve been fucking.”
To Be Continued…
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