Straight Male / 45
Cheerleader Cheats With Black Cock
I was hooking up with a 18 year old high school senior. I was 40 & met her at the gym. Anyways, she secretly had a curiosity about being with a black guy. After cheering at a football game, she hooked up with a black football player in the parking lot in her car.
She told me about it the next weekend. I knew it was her fantasy, but the thought of her getting furiously fucked be a black kid made me insensed with jealousy. I'm sure it was his fantasy to fuck a sexy white blonde cheerleader.
I was enraged. I took her to a hotel across the street from the Starbucks we were at. As soon as we got into the room I immediately initiated what was the roughest sex we ever had. I ripped her sexy purple panties in half. I pinned her down. We had always used condoms, but not this time. She screamed as I fucked her. I talked dirty to her. Tell me how much you liked getting fucked by him? How hard did he make you cum? She said yes. He made me cum so hard.
I continued to fuck her with primal rage. I felt the need to establish sexual dominance. She screamed my name. She screamed Oh, God...you still make me cum harder!
Before long, I felt the urge to cum. In all our time hooking up, I had never cum inside her. This afternoon would be different. I looked in her eyes & trusted one last time as I came in her like an erupting volcano.
Her parents texted her...she had to go home immediately. As she got dressed minus her torn purple panties, she said that she was sincerely sorry for hooking up with him. It was her fantasy & she got it out of the way, so it would never happen again.
Did I trust her? Absolutely not. Would I punish her again? Absolutely. How to punish her? Fucking her best friend. That is another story.
She told me about it the next weekend. I knew it was her fantasy, but the thought of her getting furiously fucked be a black kid made me insensed with jealousy. I'm sure it was his fantasy to fuck a sexy white blonde cheerleader.
I was enraged. I took her to a hotel across the street from the Starbucks we were at. As soon as we got into the room I immediately initiated what was the roughest sex we ever had. I ripped her sexy purple panties in half. I pinned her down. We had always used condoms, but not this time. She screamed as I fucked her. I talked dirty to her. Tell me how much you liked getting fucked by him? How hard did he make you cum? She said yes. He made me cum so hard.
I continued to fuck her with primal rage. I felt the need to establish sexual dominance. She screamed my name. She screamed Oh, God...you still make me cum harder!
Before long, I felt the urge to cum. In all our time hooking up, I had never cum inside her. This afternoon would be different. I looked in her eyes & trusted one last time as I came in her like an erupting volcano.
Her parents texted her...she had to go home immediately. As she got dressed minus her torn purple panties, she said that she was sincerely sorry for hooking up with him. It was her fantasy & she got it out of the way, so it would never happen again.
Did I trust her? Absolutely not. Would I punish her again? Absolutely. How to punish her? Fucking her best friend. That is another story.
