The time a college cheerleader cheated on her boyfriend with me [nonfiction] [cheating] [mf]. Please give feedback!

There have been 3 women who have cheated on their significant others with me over the years. Two of the significant others were boyfriends and the third was a fiance’. This is the first of those 3 stories. I don’t really feel bad about it because my thinking is, if these girls didn’t cheat with me they probably would have cheated with someone else anyway. The other guy still would have been cheated on, the only difference is I wouldn’t have gotten any. If anyone should feel bad about cheating, it’s the people who are doing the cheating. Also, abstract high-minded morals are one thing but when a flesh and blood woman is next to you (or under you or on top of you) and she wants you and you want her, that is something else entirely.

Back around 2006, I was 20 years old and in college. I was back in my home town on winter break. I got a call from this girl, Lacey, I had known for about 5 years, just as acquaintances. She was a couple years younger than me, lived in the next town over, and we met through a mutual friend who lived on the same street she lived on. We had seen each other in person a few times, talked on the phone a few times, and would sometimes text each other. She went to the same college I went to and she was a cheerleader for the basketball team. She said she wanted to hang out at my place, which we have never done before so I was a bit surprised but I said yes. I didn’t think much would come of it because she was always so prim and proper. She never drank or did drugs or went to parties, was very studious etc. She definitely did not have a reputation for being promiscuous. I thought this was just a first date type of scenario and maybe it might lead to something later on, or at the very most there might be a hand job at the end of the night. I would turn out to be quite wrong.

She arrived at my place wearing tight jeans and a tight red sweater, not showing much skin but still revealing her form which was her style. My mother was away at work for a few days, she worked as a travelling nurse, and my brother was out with his friends so we had the place to ourselves. She hugged me and said hello told me how good it was to see me. We ended up spooning on the couch watching a movie on TV, The Crow. She made a comment about how attractive she found the main character to be which was surprising to me because that wasn’t at all my aesthetic nor was it hers. I am blond and have a pretty conventional fashion sense. Her head was resting on my arm and my hand was dangling in front of her. “You have sexy hands,” she said, which was a compliment I had never gotten before. She got a call and ignored it. I asked who it was and she said it was her boyfriend. I didn’t know about a boyfriend so I started to think this whole thing was just a waste of time. Then she starts complaining about her boyfriend. I rolled my eyes but she couldn’t see it because she was looking at the TV. Then she mentioned that she wasn’t having sex with him because of some argument they were having. I don’t recall the details and didn’t really care about the details at the time. I do remember her saying something about him being too needy which was a turn off for her. I remember thinking that she was sharing quite a lot with someone she had not seen in more than a year and who she rarely spoke to. But I thought it was interesting that she wasn’t fucking her own boyfriend and she was a sexy little thing right next to me so of course I made a move. She was 18 at the time and very petite, about 100 pounds, with wavy brunette hair just past her shoulders. She was the cheerleader who would go on top of the pyramid because she was so light.

After the movie I said, “Well what do you want to do now?” She turned around and looked down to avoid my gaze and said “I don’t know” all shyly. So I put a finger under her chin and lifted her face up so she is looking into my eyes and then I kissed her and she kissed me back. We were making out on the couch for awhile before I picked her up and take her to my bed. We made out some more on my bed then I reached up her sweater to squeeze her breast. A few seconds later she took her top and bra off. She had nice perky B cups with smooth pink erect nipples. I started sucking on her tits and she is rubbing my bulge through my jeans. I take my pants off and she starts jerking me off. I’m above average in size and her hands are so tiny that when she held my dick her fingers didn’t touch her thumb. I pointed that out and we both thought it was pretty hot. She was jerking me for awhile with a tight grip that felt great while I reach my hand down her pants to fondle her ass and while I stick my tongue in her mouth. She tried blowing me too but she was just too small and couldn’t fit me in her mouth without the teeth scraping. Then I went to unbutton her pants and she doesn’t resist at all and helps me take her tight jeans off.

At this point I’m still thinking we won’t go all the because of her good girl reputation and she wasn’t even fucking her boyfriend at that point. She was wearing this blue G-string with a snowflake on the front. Very cute. She spread her legs and we are making out some more. Now I am naked on top of her and I was so hard and I could feel the desire burning in the tip of my penis, so close to entering her. I was amazed at how flexible she was. Her thighs were making a 90 degree angle with her torso but both her legs were completely flat against the bed. It was like her legs weren’t even there, no resistance at all. I was rubbing my dick against her G-string while we are making out and Lacey starts to moan into my mouth. Then she stops making out and moves her mouth over to my ear and whispers, “Please fuck me.” Well she didn’t have to tell me twice. I really wasn’t expecting this because she always seemed so innocent so I didn’t have a condom but she didn’t care. Those panties came right off, she had shaved herself into a nice little landing strip and I began working my dick into her extremely tight 18-year-old petite cheerleader pussy. It was pretty tough to get it in at all but when I finally did she gasped and grabbed on to my back hard and scratched me a bit. I sucked on her tits and stuck my tongue in her mouth while I slowly worked myself deeper and deeper and she starts moaning louder and louder. I wasn’t even all the way in before my dick was bumping into her cervix, there was just no more room for any more of me inside her. So then I started pumping, slowly at first but faster and faster. It becomes easier as she was getting so wet. She is basically yelling her moans and then screams “Keep going, I’m gonna cum!” I could feel her pussy start to spasm on my dick, expanding and contracting in waves and it was just too much for me. I wasn’t expecting it but I started to cum too. It caught me by surprise and I tried to pull out but I didn’t in time and I came inside her, then pulled out and sprayed her body with more cum up to her tits. Then we collapsed and made out some more.

“That was amazing. I wasn’t expecting that from you,” I said.

“Yeah it was”

“Are you on birth control?”

“No, why?”

A wave of anxiety came over me.

“I think I came inside you”

“What?!”

After some discussion, we decided that I would take her to get the morning after pill the next day. I called her on the phone the next morning and told her I had an idea. Since she is going to have the pill anyway, we might as well fuck a few more times. We wouldn’t even have to worry about a condom. “Nobody ever came inside me before but it was so hot. That’s a good idea,” she said.

“I never came in a girl without a condom before,” I said. “I can’t stop thinking about it.”

I showed up at her house and Lacey got in my car. She asked if we can stop at blockbuster to drop off a movie she had at her house I said sure. We got to blockbuster and she dropped the movie in the drop box when another car pulled up and some guy approaches her and then they start arguing with raised voices. I’d never seen this guy before and I didn’t know what was going on so I get out of the car and walked up to them. “What the hell’s going on?” I said. Then she introduced me to the guy, her boyfriend, the one she wouldn’t fuck. I don’t remember his name. He was shorter than me, with black hair and a gaunt appearance. I guess he was following us but I didn’t notice anyone following us but I also hadn’t been looking out for anyone. I was starting to see what she meant when she said he was needy. She told him I’m just a friend, and then they continued to have their argument which I am tuning out at this point. He is obviously pissed and isn’t buying the “just a friend” stuff. I wasn’t worried though. I am not a big tough guy or anything, at the time I was 6 feet tall and about 175 pounds but did have some nice muscle mass from lifting weights and I was lean. This guy was shorter than me and had significantly less muscle mass. So I didn’t think he was going to try to start a fight and I wasn’t worried even if he was going to try something. I was more annoyed than anything and in my head I’m just thinking “Can we wrap this up so I can go fuck her some again?” I stood there silently with my arms crossed, wearing sunglasses and a poker face.

Eventually they did wrap it up. As they part she shots daggers at him with her eyes. I wondered why she didn’t just dump him but I’m sure she didn’t want to talk about it. She got back in my car, and we went to get the pill and then headed back to my place. On the way she got a call from her boyfriend and answered it this time. I could only hear one side of the conversation. “Hello? No I’m back home now. He was just taking me to run some errands that’s all.” I grabbed on to her left hand. She looked over with a shocked expression. I think she was worried about me exposing her lie but I had a different plan. I guided her hand over to the bulge in my pants and the shock on her face turned to desire. She began to massage it and I started to get harder. “I told you he’s just a friend. Don’t worry about him.” She squeezed my dick tightly with her hand. She made up an excuse and hung the phone up and before long we arrived at my place again. We went to my bedroom and she told me to sit on the bed. Then she started to strip before me. She took off her top and her jeans and this time she wasn’t wearing any panties. She was wearing sheer white thigh high stockings though, with lace at the top. To think that she had been dressed like that for me while standing in front of her boyfriend, and he had no idea. I told her to get on her bed on all four and then I undressed and got on the bed behind her. After some more hard work to get my dick in her, she started moaning and moving in sync with me. I was more used to her at this point so I didn’t cum as fast. I start pulling her hair and spanking her. I grabbed both her arms and pulled her back into me. She got wetter and wetter and started moaning harder and harder and then she buried her face in a pillow and screamed out in pleasure. Then she went down prone and I continued to plow her. She felt even tighter in that position.

I started to get close to cumming so I decided to flip her over and move her to the edge of the bed and I started licking her pussy. I love going down on a woman. The smell and taste of an aroused woman is amazing. It is hard to describe because there is nothing else quite like it. She tasted sweet though. It drives me wild, maybe there are pheremones involved. I really jammed my tongue onto her clit and then I pressed hard with my whole head while I moved it back and forth and she was loving it, grabbing my hair and pushing my head in with even more force. I used my finger and made a come hither motion to hit her g spot and she came again. Her legs quivered on my shoulders and back. then I got up and started fucking her again. I was standing near the edge of the bed and she is in missionary position with her legs flat against the bed again, so flexible. I groped her tits and kissed her so she could get a taste of her delicious pussy. Then I turned her on to her side and make her cross her legs so she felt extra tight and I railed her hard at this point and she loved it. She grabbed my arm with one hand and the sheets with another and squealed with pleasure. I was grabbing her thigh right on the edge of her stocking. I felt her getting tighter and I was getting close to cumming. I told her, “I’m gonna cum soon. Tell me where you want it.” I knew where she wanted it, I just wanted to hear her say it.

She said, ”In my pussy”. I wanted more so I told her she had to beg for it. Then she yells out “Please cum in me. Cum my pussy!” Then we both came at the same time and I pumped a huge load directly into her cervix. My cock twitched with each spurt, over and over again at least eight times which is more than usual as I had been looking forward to this all day. I stayed in her for awhile and leaned over to kiss her while she squirmed on my dick. Then I pulled out and watched my sperm leak out of her. The color was a good match with her stockings. We fucked like that a few more times that day. I came in her pussy again and then once in her mouth. She swallowed. She said she had never swallowed cum before but she wanted to swallow mine. Then she took the pill and I took her home.

Soon after that the winter break ended. We went back to school and we saw each other a few more times after that, but she made me wear a condom then so it wasn’t as fun. I’m not sure what ever happened between her and her boyfriend. I developed a kink for women who cheated on their men with me after that. I never sought them out, but they sought me out a few more times. The forbidden fruit tastes sweeter. There is nothing like the feeling of dominating another man’s woman like that. They do all the work and put up with all the drama of a relationship and I get all the reward. It might be wrong but you only live once, and I have no regrets.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12qv7bx/the_time_a_college_cheerleader_cheated_on_her