“I think he might be a secret faggot who’d love my dick in his ass,” I said, not a possibility I’d ever considered before, but humiliating him by turning him into a bottom suddenly looked intriguing.
“Oh, fuck Master, that would be so hot,” she moaned. “If you let me help you somehow, we’d put that fucking asshole in his place.”
“You want to help me fuck your ex-boyfriend?” I asked.
“Yeah, I really want to punish that asshole,” she said.
“Both literally and figuratively,” I laughed.
“Yeah Master,” she agreed, although I doubted she totally understood my meaning. “But for now, please fuck me harder.”
“Because you’re my slut?” I asked.
“Yes, Master, I truly am,” she agreed with wild, reckless moans.
“And my cum bucket?” I added.
“Yes, I want your fucking load,” she agreed. “Or better yet, lots of them.”
“How about being my three-hole bimbo?” I continued, foreshadowing drilling her asshole.
“Oh fuck, your big, fat cock would tear my ass apart,” she moaned. I was really hammering her pussy now… getting a little worried I might knock her off the bench.
“Yeah, and you’d fucking love it,” I said as I pulled out.
“No, no, Master, shove your dick back in my sloppy cunt,” she begged, close to coming and in completely desperate rapture.
“Stand up, bend over, and rest your hands on the bench,” I ordered.
“Yes, Master,” she agreed, and then did, with impressive speed… spreading her legs wider than I’d thought she was able to. “Now, please Kevin, fuck my cunt and spew your load wherever you want.”
“You want me to come in your cunt?” I asked as I slid back into her.
“Like I said, anywhere you want,” she moaned as my hands went to her hips, and now I fucked her as hard as I could. “Ooooooh fuck, Master!”
“I’m going to come in all three of your holes and all over your pretty face,” I promised. “Not all of them right now, but over time.”
“Yes, Master, take all the time you like; you own my pussy now,” she said, her orgasm obviously imminent.
“I know I do,” I said as I kept pumping into her pussy, and then wanting to hear her scream, I stuck a finger into her puckered asshole.
“Oh yes, finger my asshole,” she moaned, looking back at me.
I did as she asked, and was soon double penetrating her with my dick and three fingers… which expedited and enhanced her inevitable orgasm.
“Oh, fuck Kevin… oh fuck, give it… oh fuck… my cunt… my ass… give it to… oooooh, me… fuck yes… yes… fucking yes!” she babbled through the next minute until her orgasm ripped through her.
I didn’t slow down, since after bestowing a few facials today, I decided just to shoot my load into the cheerleader’s pussy this time.
“Ready for my load?” I asked a dozen or so strokes later.
“Yes, fill my cunt with your cum,” she agreed, as her body continued quaking from her intense orgasm.
Then wanting to reinforce my dominance, I pulled my cock and finger out of her, and in one quick motion, I slammed my dick into her tight asshole.
“Oh you fucker!” she screamed as I tore her ass apart.
“This asshole is mine too,” I growled as I slowly fucked her intensely tight ass.
“Since you’re already in there, go ahead and come in my ass,” she said while a mixture of pleasure and pain swirled through her.
My balls already close to busting from fucking her pussy, her amazingly tight ass muscles, which she somehow managed to tighten even more as I fucked her ass, soon became too much for me, so after only a few more smooth strokes, I spewed my load up her ass.
“Yessssss,” she moaned as she felt my cum spraying inside her butt.
I kept pumping into her until every last drop was deep inside her bowels before I pulled out, and without even a word from me, she turned around, dropped to her knees, and took my cock into her mouth… subjecting herself to the notoriously wicked ass to mouth… a very hot, lustful moment… better than any porn flick.
I let her suck me for a minute or two… just enjoying the sight of the hottest girl in school being my complete whore.
Finally I pulled out and said, “You really are a nasty slut.”
“I can’t believe I let you do that,” she said, licking my cock some more.
“I can,” I said. “After settling for being fucked by that little boy dick all those times, I imagine getting fucked by a man-size dick is pretty life changing.”
“True, but I hate that it’s you.”
“Because I’m overweight?”
“Yes. And nerdy, too.”
“But you’ll still take my dick again, won’t you?” I said, slapping her face with my tool.
“In a heartbeat,” she admitted. “But I can’t believe you came in my ass! And it’s oozing out!. Icky!.”
“Yeah,” I shrugged as I pulled my pants up. “Only a real slut will let a guy come in her ass.”
“You really are an asshole,” she said, standing up.
“And you take it up the asshole,” I shot back, slapping her ass.
“This stays between us,” she repeated the words before this fuck started.
“I never fuck and tell… except to a lady I know who writes. She writes it all down, changes all the names and posts my true stories on the internet,” I said, admiring her beauty even after a good fuck.
“What we just did is going on the internet?!” she gasped.
“Yeah, but nobody will ever figure out who we are. Our names will be different, and the readers won’t even know whether we live in the United States or Canada,” I assured her. “And I’ll never tell anybody around here, except for that sexy friend I just mentioned.”
“She’s your sexy friend? Are you hinting that you’re screwing her too?”
“Yeah, she’s hot. And so is her son’s girlfriend we’re cuckolding him with.”
“Now you’re just talking crazy stuff. I don’t think I should believe you… and no one else will either,” she said.
“You’re probably right,” I said. “But just between us and probably Amber, we know you’re my slut now.” I then turned to where I knew the camera was, waved at it and asked, “Enjoy the show Cynthia?”
“What?” she exploded. “Who the hell is Cynthia?”
“Don’t worry,” I reassured her. “I’m just being silly. Aunt Cynthia was my imaginary friend back when I was three.”
“Oh. That’s all right then,” she said much more calmly.
I slapped her ass and headed out, my swagger getting more pronounced with each new conquest.
I decided to skip my last class of the day completely, and go get a late lunch… since I’d not only skipped breakfast but been busy at lunchtime, and only now realized I hadn’t eaten in like forever.
And although I didn’t want to, I needed to be at a downtown gym at 4:00 to meet Amanda… since Tamara Grady had ordered me to do it, and although like everyone else she loved my dick, I knew not to fuck with her.
So I went to a Subway, which was relatively healthy fast food, ate, checked my phone, and just relaxed for a while. It had been a crazy day.
At 3:30 after replying to a text from Tamara to confirm I was going to the gym, I headed over… for the first time not looking forward to meeting a girl who I assumed would be hot.