Male or Shemale, Still a Slut

After a minute or two, he began to fuck me using full, deep strokes. His balls slapped against mine every time he pushed into my ass. I was really happy we were in the band room, because I think my moans just about rivaled the band in volume. He fucked me over his desk for a few minutes, then sat back into his chair, pulling me with him. I knew what he wanted and began to ride up and down on his cock.

"Oh yes Mr. Roberts!!!" I moaned, "Fuck me! Fuck your students tight little cheerleader ass!" This must have sent him over the edge because he grabbed me and forced me the whole way down onto his cock. I could feel it throb inside of me as he began to shoot his load deep in my ass. I thought the load he blew in my mouth was big, but this eclipsed even that! I felt his cum begin to squirt out of my ass around his cock.

Incredibly, he was still hard! He waited a few minutes (with his throbbing cock still in my ass) but then began to fuck me again! This time he picked me up, spun me around on his cock, and put me back on his desk, but on my back. As he fucked me, he used his fingers to scoop up some of the cum that had squirted out of my ass and made me lick them off. I was horny enough and he was fucking my ass well enough that cum began to dribble out of my cock, down the back of it and my balls, and onto his cock. This acted as more lube and allowed him to fuck me even harder and faster.

By this time, I was basically just constantly moaning. None of the cocks I'd sucked or fucked during high school came close to the size and stamina of Mr. Roberts. I was in cock heaven. The addition of the cheerleading outfit was just the cherry on top. Right there, as Mr. Roberts exploded into my ass for the second time, I knew that I wanted to be a slut. I wanted to dress like a slut and take cock like a slut. It was what I was made for.

Part 2

3 years later

High school was fun and all, but I had no idea how much better it would be after.