A cheerleader slut like me can never hide how much of a slut she is. Truth! I am such a dirty little slut I was sitting on the bench in the guys locker room while they were on the field practicing. I was rubbing my pussy and getting really into it. I was wearing my cheer skirt and a tank t-shirt. Really I was working my pussy up into total wetness. I wanted to pussy juice soak my panties and slip them into my crush’s locker… nice and fresh.
I already had a little note with kisses on it and my cell number. I couldn’t think of anything hotter than getting rammed hard by his big fat jock cock. He was an upper classman, of course! Not sure he even noticed me ever. But that made me even hotter.
I was just really going at it and moaning his name… mmmm… Jim…. fuck my pussy Jim like a big bull of a man. Pick me up and slam me hard and deep. Oh Jim…. Fuck me…mmmm… moaning and whipping at this clit to make it juices squirt.
Pussy juice galore when a couple of guys walked up on me. They were whipping their cocks out and stroking immediately seeing this pussy juice nectar pot exposed. They were in front of me and I knew what I needed to do. Well, I got the attention and a date with Jim!
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My friend’s mom needed a babysitter because she’s one of those overprotective types and doesn’t trust them home alone, so I jumped right on board. A chance to hang out with a friend, get paid, and maybe have some Babysitter phone sex while I’m at it? It wasn’t exactly my intention, her little brother was always a bit of a perv but I grew up with him so I didn’t really think about him that way. That was until I was taking a nice shower in their steamy hot bathroom, and he climbed in right behind me. Most people would be shocked, scared, or freak out, but I spread my legs to the side and leaned against the shower wall. I’d been fingering my cute pink pussy a mere moment before thinking about Bratty girl phone sex – my moans might have been what dragged him in here – so I was very ready for his massive cock to surprise me by splitting me apart. He did more than that, he stretched me to my core within a moment’s notice. His hands clapped my ass, his grunt was one of satisfied bliss. He was right behind me but he felt so much closer, his dick swollen with need pulsating in my hot folds like they were a gift for him to abuse. I didn’t know what to do, this was so surprising, but I did know how to autopilot my hips so that’s exactly what I did. He reached around and squeezed my small tits, and let me work my inner lusts out on his shaft while he got closer and closer to pumping thick loads in his babysitting Cheerleader slut. I knew it was coming, I was pretty sure he was a virgin until about a minute ago. So it didn’t surprise me at all when the odd thrust became rapid and desperate. I was surprised when he suddenly got thicker, bolder, and bulged inside me. His balls swollen with need, I could feel them against me, like I could feel his prick kicking deep. I contemplated asking him to pull out for a second, but it was probably his first time. Every first-timer deserves to dump their massive load in a waiting fertile cunt!
He was content for the moment, unaware of the Bratty girl phone sex we were about to have. He was a cute guy who’d invited me on a date without really thinking about the implications. As someone who hides her inner slut behind a shiny smile I was not surprised he thought it would be hard to get anywhere, but I really couldn’t pay attention to whatever the hell he wanted me to watch with him. Sitting on his couch my eyes were glazed and I was salivating at the thought of doing literally anything else. That was when I glanced down and saw just how big the tent in his pants was, and that’s when I decided exactly what ‘literally anything else’ I’d be doing. I didn’t notify him he was about to start having fun with a Cheerleader slut. I didn’t bother to tell him I was bored. I made the message clear with physical force, unzipping his pants as easily as breathing and as suddenly as a stiff wind. I whipped him out with heat, and began to stroke him on the couch easily. I saw his eyes widen in surprise, gasp and try to hold in a cry. I wasn’t having it, I worked my hands hard, and made it very clear exactly what I wanted was for him to be emptying his balls one way or another. He tried to talk and I shut him up with a kiss, not willing to argue with a protest or some weird attempt to take this dick away from me. I wanted it, needed it, and I was going to have it one way or another. If that meant shutting him up with my tongue while my fingers intertwined around his generous cock and worked? Well, that’s just what’s natural for a Hot teen slut. I could feel his precum already globbing between my fingers and knew I was in for a great treat.