They called me a slut. I might as well act like one. I wasn’t exactly an introvert, but I didn’t identify as an extrovert either. At eighteen years of age, I had already identified as one of the most attractive girls on campus. I saw the hate coming. But what I never saw coming was the title of a slut. Or that my newfound sluttiness would find a cheating boyfriends cock pounding me in a car.
Becoming My Inner Slut
I earned the title only after saying hello to Matt, a cheerleader’s quarterback boyfriend. I had never been bent on revenge. But I couldn’t let this slide. When a classmate held his birthday party at some nightclub, I wanted to say no to his invitation right away. But Matt would be there, and so would his girlfriend. Matt is the cheating boyfriends cock I have been looking for. Sexy, plus I know he is a cheater anyways.
I settled for a backless red dress with a front slit extending from the hem to my left thigh. Some glamorous makeup and patent black stiletto-heeled shoes perfected the look I was going for. In fact, getting Matt’s attention was easy. I only had to step into the nightclub and be seen in the first place. It was impossible for him to get his eyes off me. It didn’t matter that he was dancing with his girlfriend Maya. His eyes were all over me, following each move of my body as I danced with some other guy.
Mission Accomplished?
Not even close. His girlfriend was red hot with envy.
My eyes met Matt’s, and then I proceeded to the bar to set the mood with a few glasses. I knew he would follow. It only took a moment for him to find me, and a few moments for us to hit the dance floor. My body glided up and down his body as I danced to the erotic music permeating the air. I stood with my back to him, and then I bent over, grinding my ass against her cheating boyfriends cock as I started to twerk.
He grabbed my ass as I danced. He moaned, his voice somewhat audible despite the blaring music. I danced harder, my ass bouncing with each move.
I could feel his cock hardening beneath my ass. Exactly what I wanted. I straightened my spine, glued my back to him, and wrapped my right arm around his neck while I moved my ass in slow sensual circles. The mood was set. Half of the work was done.
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Getting him to come outside with me was easy. Within moments, we were in the back seat of my car. Our hands moved feverishly, peeling off each other’s clothes. I sat astride him and impaled myself on the cheerleader girl’s cheating boyfriends cock. He moaned and shuddered, and then he grabbed my hips to dictate my pace.
I started to ride him, kneading his cock with the slippery walls of my pussy. My breasts bounced, slammed into his face, and caressed his chest. He parted his lips and took one hard nipple inside his mouth.
I flung my head back and cried out as I rode him even harder. Just before I shut my eyes, I saw a teary-eyed Maya.
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