A cheating girlfriend will fuck whoever she wants.
A cheating girlfriend is not something I ever thought I’d be. However, here I am a couple of years after my first boyfriend, and I finally realized why I cheat. Let’s start off with my first boyfriend. I dated a six-foot-tall black guy from the senior class in high school, all when I was just a sophomore. I was only sixteen at the time and he was far too tall and too big for me. But let’s face it, I fucking loved it. There’s not a single thing I regret about dating or fucking him. We’ll call him Omari. Omari was also on the football team as a runningback, so he had stamina and muscles for days. Am I starting to paint a pretty picture of why I would never cheat on a guy like that?
I was completely content with him. He was manly, dominant, and had an alpha male, type-A personality that he carried everywhere with him. For all intents and purposes, I was a very happy, flirty, and sexually satisfied girl. I mean, really! He had a HUGE cock. He was the first guy I ever fucked, and his cock was far too big for me, but we made it fit. I still don’t think I ever fit all eleven inches of his big black cock, but he sure tried to stretch me out with it. He’s the reason I can’t get off without watching a little bit of black cock porn nowadays. I have a type, and he’s the reason why.
Black cock is my favorite.
Now, reasonably, I hadn’t dated ONLY black guys. A girl gets curious sometimes! I’ve dated and fucked several guys, ranging from white guys to Hispanic guys, and a few random others. I’ve been more open to variation when it’s just a one night stand or a friends-with-benefits kind of deal. However, as far as boyfriends go, I was only ever loyal to the black guys. I started to wonder why I was turning into such a cheating girlfriend. After all, I clearly didn’t start off that way. I was a good girl, in the beginning, so what changed? Every guy had been a little different than the last, but I finally realized why I always cheat now.
I’m only a cheating girlfriend because I’m not getting enough cock. It’s simple and it all comes down right to that statement. I’d be lying if I said anything otherwise. I only cheat because I want to play around with the same big black cocks and guys that I played with when I was younger. I’ve had the same friends-with-benefits for years, so I guess you could say I’m still faithful to them instead. But you want to know my favorite part? When I get to fuck them all together. These guys all came from the same general area, schools, and football teams, so they’ve been partying hard since day one.
They love frat parties.
And I love going to them so I can get to fuck them. It always starts off so innocent when I go to them – as innocent as a miniskirt and bikini top can get. Most of the house parties I get invited to have a pool, so I spend most of my time lounging around it and showing off. The fun doesn’t start until at least three of my old fuckbuddies have arrived. They instantly let me know that they’re here, and they go upstairs to start smoking up and getting high. I practically fly up the stairs once they let me know because I know what’s about to go down. I’m about to get fucked hard.
It starts off with a little teasing. We don’t just jump right on into it, of course. Everyone has to sit around for a while, party, get high, and enjoy the night. I’ll pick someone’s lap to sit on, and it’s usually one of my favorites! Omari loves it when I sit on his lap because I rock my hips and tease him. I can feel his huge black cock squirming underneath me so I love to tease it until he’s rock hard. He squirms and squirms until he’s had enough. Once he calls it, all bets are off. The guys get so grabby and handsy with me and my friends. And if I’m dating someone at the start of the night, I might not be by the end of it.
I’ve broken up with guys in the middle of a party before.
And not the way you’d think! I haven’t started a scene in the middle of a party. We were halfway through a nice gangbang when my boyfriend called me. I wasn’t going to pick up, but Omari picked up the phone for me. Can you imagine how surprised he was to hear his cheating girlfriend getting fucked by at least three guys? He could pick out at least four or more guys in that room, just from their voices and what they were saying to me. I wasn’t alone, so of course, he could also hear my friend Lexi moaning beside me.
However, it was enough for him. My poor boyfriend ranted on and on about how he couldn’t believe I was cheating on him. And the entire time, I had several guys balls deep in me, in a BBC gangbang that I had no intentions of stopping. I think at the end of it all, he was honestly more interested in being part of it. I think he might have had a kink for cuckold phone sex! He sounded upset about it all. However, he probably jerked off the entire time. I guess I’ll have to see if he wants to listen in on another one.
