I Cheated on My College Sweetheart

Hey guys I have to confess something which happened in college. So back in college I had a high school sweetheart. We had dated for years, but ended up at different schools too far away to drive or visit more than once a year. Lucky for me though, our spring breaks were at different times so I was able to hop down to his school for a long weekend before heading back home for the rest of it during my sophomore year.

I should have known something was up when my boyfriend's roommate scrambled out of their small dorm room with a lousy excuse. But I was still naive and young and couldn't tell when a man was lying to me. I had barely set my bags down when Carl said we needed to talk. That, I knew, was not good. And my thought was right, as he told me he cheated on me.

My heart dropped, I didn't think it was real. I peppered him with questions as if I was a cop trying to piece together the events of a crime. Credit to him he answered them all. Her name was Britney. She had blonde hair just above her shoulders, blue eyes, and admittedly smaller breasts and a smaller ass. He said they had been studying at the library then decided to come to his dorm. He didn't know how it happened, it just did.

I asked if she sucked his dick and he nodded. I didn't cry, I don't know how, but I did slide the hair tie I kept on my wrist off and put my wavy chestnut hair up. I got on my knees before him, he stammered a confused response, protesting as I undid his belt. Our eyes met and we both knew this was happening, that his words were just what he should have said.

His cock popped out almost hard. I would come to learn later that Carl had a much larger than average cock, but at that point it was the only one I had known. I had always struggled with his size and blowjobs before, but something about today was different. Immediately took him between my lips, hand on his base, and he hardened almost immediately.

My brown eyes stared up at him as I pushed him into my throat. He moaned and I choked, but I kept him down. Tears began to tease from my eyes as I spluttered a little before pulling back. His cock was slick with the sheen of my spit and let my hand glide over him easily to allow me to jerk him off as I asked more questions.

He told me Britney had deep throated him, had let him fuck her face, that she had liked being used, hard. It was never something we had done before, it was never something I even knew he liked, but he did. But it turned out I liked it too.

He started slowly, hesitantly, but I grabbed his ass and pulled him into me. I didn't want to be treated like his girlfriend, I wanted to be treated like Sally, like his whore. He got the message and soon was deeper into my throat than I had ever experienced before. I choked and gagged and it hurt, but he did not stop and I didn't want him to.

Carl ordered my sweatshirt off, but I was a bit slow. His slap to my cheek stung sweetly, then another. I pulled my school sweatshirt off over my head, revealing the black Nike sports bra underneath. He grabbed it roughly and yanked it down to expose my breasts. He pinched my nipples and I squealed before I was met with another slap as Carl grabbed my hair and put me back to work. He also threw racial slurs at me that I have the lips for sucking dick.

I was drooling on him, the spit running down to my chin then dropping off onto my tits. His eyes were full of hunger, a look I'd never seen in him before, but his desperate desire seeped into me as well and I felt another puddle forming between my legs.

He'd soon had enough and wanted more so pulled me to my feet and pushed me over the small desk furnished by the university that was at the foot of his bed. The back of the wooden chair dug painfully into my stomach, but it lifted my hips just right for him as he tore down my black leggings and red thong in one go.

Then he spanked me. I lost count at four as the sting brought tears to my eyes, but adored every second. I was sure my ass was bright red by the time he grabbed it with both hands and shoved himself inside me.

I gasped and moaned as he started to fuck me hard and rough. I had never cum from penetration without the aid of a vibrator before, but something about him today had me screaming with pleasure. He grabbed my ponytail, pulling my head back with him and making my spine arch. He was so deep and thrusting so hard. I heard a pop a minute later, the ones people with their finger and their cheek, then it happened.

His thumb slid into my ass with ease, apparently Sally liked it, I learned I loved it. The orgasm hit me like a wave without opportunity to brace. My whole body just shook. My walls tightened and squeezed him, I was a fish without air as he didn't relent and continued to drive me into his chair and desk.

I don't know how long my orgasm lasted, but I couldn't remember one before nearly as satisfying. Almost coming to, senses returned, I remember hearing him grunt that he's gonna cum. Instinct took over as I felt him pull out. I knew what he wanted, what he did to Britney. I spun on the spot and dropped to my knees. He had cum on my face once before on accident, I hated it, but now it was all I wanted in the world. I took his cock in my mouth, slick from myself, a taste I had never experienced before yet would soon love. It was only a second until I felt his tug on my hair, his cock pulled from my mouth to paint my face like something from a porn.

He staggered back, short of breath, lost for words, as I steadily stood. I wiped his cum from my face, devouring every last drop as I gathered my clothes up and put them back on. Then we just went separate ways and pretended that nothing happened.