He's not a dad yet, but she calls him "daddy" đ€
Wishful thinking, probably đ
@myheartinherhands
I had just graduated high school and started dating Alison, she had just finished her junior year. She was a cheerleader and very sexy. I would go to her house nearly every night. We would lye in bed together as closely as possible for hours, kissing and touching and talking and watching television. We would eventually have sex and I would go home. We would go out to dinner on special occasions and to all the family events together.Â
After she graduated she went to university in Detroit, we lived in the suburbs of Detroit so it was a short drive to her school. She remained a cheer leader in U of D and lived on campus with her good friend in the dorms.Â
I still lived with my parents and after her first year she stayed with me in my room for the summer.Â
One night we were lying together in my bed, she was on top of me, fully clothed with her legs spread. She kissed me very nicely, it was wet and sexy. She stopped and looked in my eyes. She said she had something to tell me, I just looked in her eyes. Then she blurted out that she had sex with Michael.Â
I asked her who Michael was and she told me he was a basket ball player on the team at the U. I asked her when and she told me they did it a bunch of times. I started getting really angry and breathing heavily and she squeezed me and kissed my neck and ear and pushing herself into me.Â
She whispered sorry and I love you in my ear as she kissed it. I asked her if she loved him and she said she loved him but not in the way she loved me. I asked her in what way does she love me and she said she loved me in a get married and have a family and live happily ever after kind of way.Â
When I asked her how she loved him she whispered, âWith him it was just sexâŠâ in my ear and kept kissing my ear and my neck. I asked her if she liked having sex with him and again she whispered in my ear, âYes I like having sex with him.âÂ
Me: Why do you like having sex with him?
Her: She whispered) heâs black,
Me: What does that mean?
Her: Heâs got a big one, (she whispered as she humped me)
Me: Is bigger better?
Her: Yes, (she kissed my lips) much better
Me: Whatâs better about it?
Her: (She smiled) It gives me orgasms.Â
Me: Do I give you orgasms?
Her: Sometimes
Me: Sometimes?
Her: Yes but with him I have multiple orgasms
Me: Every time?
Her: Yes, every time
Me: How many?
Her: Like four or fiveÂ
Me: You have four or five orgasms every time you have sex with him?
Her: (she laughed) yes
Me: So why donât you marry him?
Her: Because I donât love him, I love you.
Me: But I donât give you five orgasms.
Her: No but I love you.
She started kissing my neck again and humping herself on me.Â
Me: Where do you guys do it?
Her: In my dorm room or his.Â
She got off me and laid next to me, she unzipped my pants and pulled it out and started slowly stroking it.Â
Me: What are you doing? I thought you didnât like having sex with me.
Her: (laughs) I like having sex with you, it makes me feel close to you.Â
Me: But I donât give you orgasms.
Her: No, not usually.Â
She stopped stroking me, got bak on top of me and started kissing me again and grinding herself on me.
Me: You really hurt me.
Her: Iâm sorry I hurt you.Â
Me: Are you going to do it again?
She didnât say anything, she just kept kissing me?Â
Me: Are you going to stop?
She stopped kissing my lips, she gently kissed my ear and whispered, âI donât want to stop having sex with him.â
Me: Then we canât be together.
Her: Why not?
Me: I donât like it.
Her: I think you do like it, (she whispered in my ear) I think you like that I am having sex with Michael.Â
Me: I donât like it.Â
Her: Youâre hard and you canât stop humping me and throbbing, I can feel it.Â
I started breathing hard and she whispered in my ear.Â
Her: Grab my ass.
I grabbed and squeezed and pushed myself against her.Â
Her: Picture Michaelâs hands on my ass, squeeze my ass.Â
I did.
Her: Oh yeah, you love it.Â
Me: I donât.Â
Her: Youâre so hard, I want you to picture his big cock in my hand, ohoooo I feel you throbbing.Â
Me: No.
Her: Picture his big cock on my mouth.Â
Me: I pulled her against me hard.Â
Her: I think you are going to cum. (she whispered in my ear)
Me: Iâm not going to cum.
Her: Picture his big cock sliding into and stretching my pussy.
I humped her hard and throbbed a bunch of times. She reached down with her had to see if I had cum on myself, it was dry.Â
Her: Youâre getting close. I want you to picture me screaming as I orgasm on his big cock.Â
Me: What happens after you have an orgasm.Â
Her: He doesnât stop. He just keeps on pumping me hard.Â
Me: And then what?
Her: Then I have another orgasm.
Me: Then what?
Her: He just keeps on going.Â
Me: And you cum again?
Her: I do, over and over and over again.Â
Me: Then what?
Her: Eventually he cums inside me, just like you do, only itâs a lot more cum.
Me: More cum.
Her: Yes, he cums like a fire hose, his first spurt is more than all of your spurts put together and he spurts like 25 times. He fills me up and then he cums all over my ass or my tits and my face. You should see it.
Me: You want me to watch?
Her: Yes I do. You could jerk your little dick in the corner.
I squeezed her so hard I thought I broke her back, my cock started spurting more than it ever had over and over and over, I was grunting and squeezing.Â
Her: Too bad you werenât inside me, that was hot.Â
Me: Oh my god.Â
She laughed.Â
Her: Iâm sorry, I just made you cum telling you about Michael fucking me.Â
Me: Thatâs not nice.Â
Her: (Laughing) No itâs not but I am really happy.Â
Me: Why is that?
Her: Because now I know you love that Iâm having sex with Michael.Â
Me: No I donât!
Her: Thereâs a puddle of cum on your stomach that says you do.Â
I was silent.Â
Her: I love you.Â
I was still silent.Â
Her: Tell me you love me.Â
I was still silent.Â
Her: Say it.Â
Me: I love you.
Her: Tell me you will never leave me.Â
Me: I will never leave you.Â
Her: Good boy.Â
Me: Tell me you will never leave me.
She kissed me hard. âI will never, ever leave you.â
She whispered in my ear, âI want you to go down on me.â
I started pulling her up to me.Â
Her: Wait, hold on.Â
She took her pants and underwear off and slid her pussy in my cum puddle and moved it all around and then she crawled up to my face and grinded her self on my face until she came.Â
She climbed back down and rested her head on my chest. Once she caught her breath she gave me a kiss and asked me if I was okay.Â
Me: No secrets.
She hesitated.Â
Me: No secrets.
Her: Okay, no secrets.Â
Me: Nothing behind my back.Â
Her: So you do want to watch.Â
Me: I just need to know.Â
Her: Okay. Iâm going to text him.Â
Me: I want to see it.Â
Her: Okay.Â
The text message looked like this;
Her: I told William about us
Michael: What did he say?
Her: He was angry but we talked it out
Michael: And?
Her: Heâs okay with it
Michael: Good
Her: I think he might even watch
Michael: Fine with me. Did he cum?
Her: Yes
Michael: I told you
Her: You were right
Michael: I would have cum too if I were him
Her: yum
Michael: When can I see you again? Tonight?
Her: We are having dinner with his parents tonight, how about tomorrow?
Michael: How about after dinner?
Her: Tomorrow
Michael: Okay, my place, is he coming?
She looked at me and I nodded.Â
Her: Yes
Michael: What time?
Her: 8?
Michael: See you then,Â
Her: kissy
Michael: I might let him clean up my mess
Her: YummyÂ
Me: What does that mean?
Her: Itâs like what we just did.
Me: What do you mean?
Her: You go down on me.
Me: With his cum?
Her: Yes.
Me: No way!
Her: I think you might like it.Â
Me: No way. Gross.
Her: I think you are going to like it.Â
Me: Iâm not doing that.
Her: What if itâs what I want?
Me: You want me to lick his cum from your pussy?
Her: Maybe
Me: Iâm not doing that.Â
Her: I do what you want, you should do what I want and the more we talk about it the more I think I want you to do it.Â
I was silent.Â
Her: Youâre going to do it.Â
I was still silent.Â
Her: And youâre going to like it.Â
I was still silent.Â
Her: You are going to beg me for it.Â
I started getting hard.Â
Her: I am going to make you beg for it.Â
She felt me getting hard.Â
Her: See, I told you you would like it. Besides, Michaelâs cum tastes good. Youâll see.Â
I was silent.Â
We jumped in the shower and got ready for dinner.Â
That night in bed I could not keep my hands off her. I gave her an orgasm with my fingers and again with my tongue and again with my fingers. Then she started stroking me and put herself under me with her legs spread wide. She told me to she wanted me inside her so I slid it in her pussy.Â
I started pumping her and she asked me if it was in and I said yes. She laughed and said, âOh youâre so small compared to Michael I canât even feel you.â
Her words brought me immediately to the edge and she could tell.Â
Her: You like that donât you?
Her: You like when I tease you donât you Tiny?
That made me moan and thrust hard.Â
Her: Come on Tiny, fuck me with that little dick! Harder! So I can feel it.
I came while she was saying that. I must not have lasted a minute.Â
Her: (laughing) I canât feel it did you cum?
Me: Yes
Her: Awe, you came so fast!Â
Me: Yeah (breathing heavily)
Her: Itâs a good thing you have fingers and a tongue. (she laughed)
Me: You donât have to be so mean.Â
Her: Oh but I do, itâs what turns you on. You love it. See? I give you what you need and want.Â
Me: Thank you.Â
Her: Youâre welcome, now get that tongue down there.Â
I went down on her and licked up my own cum until she came.Â
The next night I drove us to Michaelâs house.Â
I was shaking when we entered his place, I expected him to be mean and degrading but he was very kind and empathetic. He shook my hand and then gave me a hug. He was very tall.Â
Alison got us beers from the fridge and we all sat down on this L-shaped couch. I drank the beer very quickly and she got up to get me another one.Â