Wives In Torment (Watson) - страница 15

"I was a cheerleader," Carolyn admitted.

"You look like the type," he said.

Carolyn knew something that would excite him and she pulled away.

"Where are you going?" he asked. "I haven't finished with you."

"Just a second," she said. "I'll show you something."

She hurried out of the room and down to the basement. She found the old uniform tucked away in one of the old chests. She could still wear it for she'd put it on only a few weeks before for Bobby's benefit.

Bobby also had a thing about cheerleaders.

She came back upstairs and quickly changed her clothes. She wiped the lipstick off her mouth and then surveyed herself in the mirror. Except for her womanly titties she looked like a sixteen year old pom-pom girl.

She heard him gasp when she walked back into the room.

"I thought you might like me in my old outfit," she said.

"It looks nice, baby," he said. "Why don't you do me a couple of cheers?"

She didn't remember them very well but she did one that she thought was the easiest.

This guy really did have a thing for cheerleaders. His cock was growing again.

"Come here," he said.

She sat down on the bed and he ran both his hands under her sweater to cup her tits. He massaged them until she felt them starting to swell with lust.

"Ummm," she moaned. "That feels good."

He took his hands out of her sweater.

"The chair," he said. "Bring it here."

She was puzzled but she brought the big chair over to the bed. He made her bend over the chair so that her firm ass was beautifully exposed.

He tugged her panties down her legs. She had never felt so vulnerable as she did now. She felt him leaning over her and she felt his huge cock-head at the crack of her ass.

"Oh no," she said. She tried to struggle but his rough hand clamped down on the back of her head.

"I should have told you," he said. "This is what I really always wanted to do to that cheerleader. Always walking around with her nose in the air and jiggling that proud looking ass. I always wanted to do this."

"Please," she moaned, but she couldn't move. He was already pushing his cock-head hard against her asshole.

His hips bucked and his cock-head slipped into her ass. She started moving against him as she felt his rod going deep into her asshole.

"Ahhhh," he said. "Feels good baby. Feels really good. This is what I wanted to do to that proud bitch cheerleader. Fuck her in the tight ass. Fuck her really hard."

She was surprised that she was enjoying it. She was rubbing herself against the chair and feeling her cunt juices drip. It was better than she'd expected. Much better.