Cheerleader Janelle 8
Amber said she came over to my place to get away from all the guys who wanted to fuck her, but I know the real truth. Amber wanted to have her pussy eaten, and I know something else, too. I know I wanted to eat her pussy.
Amber’s this really cool girl. She’s a cheerleader like me, and I think she must be one of my absolute bestest friends. I know I like her better than any of the other cheerleaders.
It was Amber and Mindy who came to me when I was feeling really low, when I was wondering whether I’d made the right decision to be a cheerleader. It was Amber who had taken me out whoring and who had taught me what it was like to be a whore. It was Amber who had really taught me that it was okay to like getting a cock, and it was Amber who was always there for me when I needed a pussy to lick.
I was kind of jealous when Amber got pregnant. There was just something that was so hot about it, and to tell the truth, I kind of wished it were me. I mean, think of it, some guy shooting his cum inside you and making you pregnant was so cool and so erotic.
In fact, when I heard that Amber was pregnant, I kind of wished it had been me that had made her pregnant. I mean, I kind of wished I had had a cock because I knew if I did, there would have been no way I could have ever kept from putting it inside Amber, and I knew that if I ever put it in Amber just once, I would have kept putting it inside her over and over again, and I knew I would have made her pregnant. The thought of doing that to my best friend, the thought of making her pregnant, well, it was just so cool, and that just made me wish it was me that was pregnant even more.
But, of course, it wasn’t me and it wasn’t me that got Amber pregnant. I’m only a girl. I can’t do that, but I could be there for Amber, and so I was.
So, when Amber came over to my house and she said she was trying to catch a breather, I knew what she really meant was she wanted me to lick her pussy.
And so, of course, I did, and at the same time, I made love to Amber’s baby belly. One of my favorite fantasies was to pretend that it was me who was pregnant and that it was Amber who had gotten me pregnant. In my fantasy, Amber had grown a cock and she had fucked me with it, and she just kept fucking with me over and over again even as I begged her to do it until finally, she made me pregnant just like she was now. I would rub myself over and over as I thought about that.
We both ate each other out that night and then it was time to go to sleep and Amber went to bed with me. We were both naked which was really cool because then I got to suck on Amber’s breasts before we went to sleep, although I figured that not all that soon, she’d have a real baby to do that.
Anyway, Amber wakes me up in the middle of the night and she tells me she’s having a baby, and I’m like yeah, right, go back to sleep.
But then she pushes me again and she’s telling me she’s having a baby and suddenly, I realize she’s not joking and it’s like holy shit, what should we do.
Okay, I’m not all that dumb. I know what we should have done. We should have called 9-1-1, but it was the middle of the night, and I was all groggy-like, and besides, Amber is older than me and she didn’t think of it either.
So instead, I said we had to get her to the hospital, and she said sure, and then even as we were putting our nighties on, we both realized that my dad was gone on a business trip and so there was no one to drive us, and then I asked if Amber could drive, and all of the sudden, she let out this big grunt, and I figured that meant no, so I grabbed her purse and I grabbed her, and I pulled her to the car, and then I was fishing her keys out of her purse.
“What are you going to do?” she asked, but the question kind of trailed off in a moan.
“I’m going to drive you,” I told her. I mean, I figured sure I was eighteen and I’d seen other people drive and I figured how hard could it be, and you know, after I got the hang of it, it wasn’t that hard, although considering the fact that it was really early in the morning and there was no one on the streets at all probably helped a whole lot.
Anyway, we actually made it there intact, and then I was rushing inside and I was telling the nurse there my girlfriend was having a baby, and I guess she didn’t believe me so then I had to say it again, and then she sent this orderly guy out there and all of the sudden, they were wheeling Amber inside, and it was like I realized I had this big adrenaline rush, (I think that’s what they call it,) but now it was gone, and all of the sudden, I just slumped down in one of the chairs in the emergency room.
I realized I was thirsty so I asked the nurse where the drinking fountain was. She pointed and I went there but it was broken. I was going to go back and tell her but she was busy so I just figured I’d go and find another one myself.
What I found instead was Charles.
Charles was an orderly. Charles was a black man. Charles was asleep.
He was lying on one of those hospital beds, not those gurneys that they wheel you in on, but a real hospital bed, but I could tell he wasn’t a patient from the way he was dressed. He clearly worked there. I went up to the man. “Hey,” I said as I gave him a nudge. “Hey, are you awake?”
The man grumbled and then he rolled over and then he sat up and he dangled his legs over the side of the bed and I saw him looking at me. “Well now, ain’t you a sight for sore eyes?”
That puzzled me for a second until I realized I was only standing there in my nightie. Heck, I wasn’t even wearing my panties. “I, um, I was just, you know, looking for something to drink.”
“Ain’t no drinking fountains down here,” the man told me, “but I think maybe I have something you might be interested in.” I guess Charles must have caught me looking between his legs which wasn’t surprising. After all, Charles was a big man, and I couldn’t help wondering if he was big all over. “I think I might have something you might want to take a sip from,” he told me, and with that, he pulled his cock out for me to see.
I couldn’t help gasping. Charles was huge, and the way he was moving that thing around was just so tantalizing. Just staring at him was making me so wet, and then I realized something else, too.
“I, um, I, uh, I have to, to go to the bathroom,” I stammered as I stared at that cock.
“Ain’t no bathrooms down here, either,” he told me, “but you can use this.”
It took me a second to realize what it was he was handing me. “Is that a bedpan?” I asked.
“Sure is,” Charles told me. “Go ahead and knock yourself out.”
“You can’t be serious,” I told him.
“Sure am,” he told me, and all the while, he was playing with that big, black cock of his.
He was getting me hotter and hotter and finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. “Give me that,” I told him and then I set it down in the middle of the floor where I knew he could see me, and then I pulled my nightie off body and I squatted over the thing.
He sure was watching me intently as I squatted there. I ran a couple fingers over my pussy lips as I waited for the pee to flow. I was already wet there and it wasn’t pee, but then as I squatted there, I started to pee.
I let out a low sigh as my pee started to cum and I let one of my hands work my tits. I sure hoped Charles enjoyed the show because I sure as hell knew that I was enjoying giving it to him.
I continued to squat there as the pee continued to flow and I sighed again. It was actually quite exciting having him stroking his cock as he sat there and watched me pee.
Finally though, I was done. I stood up and I looked at the man. “I’m all done,” I told him.
Charles just grinned at me. “Well then,” he told me as he shook his cock at me, “I think I have something for you to sip on.”
You better believe that I was on that cock in a flash. All that peeing had made me so hot and besides, having him leer at my young, naked body was just so cool.
I just loved it as I wrapped my hand around that big, black cock and then as I stood there beside the bed, I was bending over and I was taking Charles into my mouth.
Charles must have loved it, too, because he started to moan almost as soon as I took him in my mouth, and then he just kept on moaning as I kept on sucking on his cock.
I think I surprised Charles just a bit. He must have thought I looked really young, and I was young, but as soon as I got my mouth down on his cock, he found out that as young as I might have been, I really meant business.
I just kept sucking him harder and harder. I couldn’t get enough of that big, black cock, and if the way Charles was moaning was any indication, he couldn’t get enough of me.
I knew that if I kept sucking on that cock, I was bound to make that black man cum, and yet, as much as I continued to suck on that cock, as much as I knew I wanted to taste that cum, I knew I wanted more.
I pulled my mouth up off of Charles’s cock and my little hand stroked his rigid member even as I looked up at him. “I know I said I was thirsty,” I told him, “and that much is true, but there’s another part of me that is even more hungry.”
The man just leered at me. “Oh yeah,” he asked, “where are you hungry?”
I looked him right in the eye. “As thirsty as my mouth is, my cunt is even hungrier.”
Well, that must have been exactly what Charles wanted to hear because in no time at all, he was pulling my little eighteen-year old body up on the hospital bed and then he was pushing me down onto my hands and knees. I could feel him kneeling behind me and then I could feel his big, black hands on my little, white ass. It felt so good.
I moaned as my pussy took that cock and then I felt Charles pull his cock back and I moaned again as he shoved himself inside me. That felt really, really good.
That cock just kept fucking me and fucking me and I just kept moaning and moaning. I loved the feel of those hands as they held my butt. I loved the feel of that cock as it reamed my pussy out. My body swayed to the rhythm of that cock as it continued to pound me.
My arms buckled underneath me and my face fell forward into the pillow beneath me and still that cock continued to pound my cunt. I loved it. I wanted it. It felt so good.
“Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” Charles asked as I continued to moan. “You like this big, black cock.”
“I love your big, black cock,” I affirmed even as that cock made me moan again.
“Your pussy sure is hungry for this cock,” Charles told me, “but I’m wondering if there’s not another part of your body that’s hungry for it.”
“Where?” I gasped.
I felt Charles pulling his cock out of my cunt and then I felt him pulling his big, black cock up between my legs. The head of his cock stopped against my bottom and then he pressed himself against me there. “Here,” he told me.
I just groaned as he pushed his cock against my ass and then I groaned again. His cock felt so big. There was no way he could get that to fit inside me.
Or at least that’s what I thought, but Charles just kept on pushing and little by little, he was working more and more of his cock inside my bottom.
It hurt. It hurt. It really did. He was so big. He was too big, and yet, as he continued to push more and more of his cock inside me and as his cock made me cry, there was nothing I could do to stop him. As much as his cock was hurting me, I wanted him to do it. I wanted him to fuck my butt.
I cried out in agony as Charles continued to push his cock in my butt. It hurt. It hurt. It really hurt, but I could imagine what it looked like, seeing his big, black cock moving in and out of my little, white butt, and in that instant, I knew he was right. I knew I wanted this. I knew I wanted him to cum in my thirsty, little butt.
But it was hurting me, it was hurting me, it was hurting me so bad.
“You like this, don’t you,” Charles said even as he reamed my bottom. “You like this cock.”
“Yes-s-s-s,” I admitted with a groan. “I like your cock.”
“You want me to fuck your ass.”
“Y-y-yes. Fuck … fuck … fuck my ass.”
“That’s right,” Charles said. “You’ve got a hungry, little ass, an ass that’s nice and hungry. You want me to cum in your ass, don’t you?”
“Oh God, yes,” I moaned. “I want you to do it. I want you to cum in my ass.”
That was all it took. Charles buried his cock in my ass and it hurt so much and then as I felt him pull his cock back, I felt him cum in my ass, and as he shoved his cock forward, his cock pushed out all the cum he had left inside me, and I could feel it dripping out of my hole even as Charles filled me again.
I was cumming, too, as Charles filled my hole, and in fact, Charles kept me cumming and cumming and cumming all through those early morning hours, so that when I finally went to see Amber and her new baby later that day, I looked more worn out than she did.
But one thing was certain. By the time Charles and his big, black cock were done with me, I was awash in cum and I wasn’t thirsty anymore.
to be continued …