I was craving his huge cock.
Cheating slut stories always turned me on so much. I always wanted to be that little whore in every story, every guy’s bitchy ex. I grew up with the fantasy that I was the girl everyone wanted, and the one that could cheat with whoever I wanted. Every boyfriend I ever had would succumb to my desires and my cravings. Luckily for most of them, they had huge cocks. My first time was with none other than a thick 8-inch cock. He set the bar — you can’t just go back from that! He had big shoes to fill, and he left a bigger craving for me to fix. So when I started dating a weaker little man, I was less than satisfied.
I’m not even going to sugar-coat. He was a fucking weak little bitch and I needed a real man. I spent so much time indulging his kinks and his fantasies, I even took the bitch out for a sissy blowjob training night. And you know what? I was tired of catering to him. After so much of it, I felt pettiness growing inside me. I could get any man I wanted, and I would be an irresistible cheating slut too. And I set my eyes on a very specific target: my hot neighbor. He couldn’t take his eyes off of me whenever I was outside. No matter what I was wearing he was checking me out and complimenting me. And I’d caught a glimpse of the thick cock in his pants too.
Big cocks turn me into a cheating slut.
Guys talk about “grey sweatpants season” in the wintertime, but that’s not the only time we can see your cock print through your pants. We can see them so nicely when you wear a nice pair of basketball shorts too, or even some work slacks. That’s how I first realized my neighbor had a huge cock. He was returning from the gym. Even sweaty and in his workout clothes, he caught my eye with that dick print. I immediately turn into a cheating slut when I spot a big cock. I saw the bulge and outline of it and I started daydreaming about it.
Fuck my stupid little-dicked sissy boyfriend, I needed a real man. I started wearing skimpier clothing whenever I went outside. And one day, I finally became the cheating slut I had fantasized about being. In my favorite kinky roleplay ideas, I always mention a ‘Marcus’ and his big cock… This is who I love talking about. I went straight next door one night when I knew he would be alone, and I wore a sexy and short red sundress for the occasion. As soon as he opened the door, I was flirting with him. Playful, sexy, and best of all – direct. He knew I wanted to fuck him badly. And as he saw that look in my eyes, he let me in.
Becoming his little cheating slut…
My stupid boyfriend was home all alone, none the wiser about his girlfriend being a cheating slut. He thought I was home binge-watching TV shows and plotting when I would dominate him next. But no, I was next door, with Marcus’s hands around my waist as he ripped that little sundress off. He kissed my neck with such passion that he left a trail of hickeys, marking his territory. I was never going to fuck that little dick loser again. My tight pussy was all his now, and I wanted to feel it. As my hands grazed over his throbbing, growing cock, I gasped. It was so fucking thick!
And when he pulled my panties off, it was so fucking thrilling to feel that big head rub against my pussy. I was dripping wet for him. I fucking gasped when he pushed it into me. Can’t say I ever did that for any little sissy bitch. God, his cock was so big that it hit every pleasure point on his way in. I couldn’t help myself, I went wild in his arms, with my nails trailing down his shoulders as he fucked me. It felt so good to give into my desires, to be a cheating slut without remorse. I fucked him all summer, and I never let him wear a condom. The day I started fucking Marcus was the last day I ever thought about fucking that little dick loser ever again.
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