Her Revenge
My boyfriend Calvin went on a camping trip and made up an excuse that I couldn’t come because it was a "guy thing." I didn’t think much about it until I happened to run into one of his ex-girlfriends. She said Calvin and his buddies went every year and it was always for the same reason- to get laid. I told her she didn't know what she was talking about, but she said she was very sure, and it was why they’d broken up.
I was furious. I had the conversation with his ex on the Saturday he was gone and I had plans to stay home and get caught up on some of my studying. I was so mad I couldn't sit still long enough to even open a book.
Eventually my anger turned into a desire for revenge, but I didn‘t know where to start. I'm not a bar person, and all my girlfriends already had plans. When I thought of using the internet to find a guy I actually found myself saying the word, 'yes' out loud. It seems silly, but it really got me excited.
A few clicks later I had a date. Guys are easy. It almost took longer to start up my computer than it did to find a man looking for a one-night stand. I also made it very clear that I wanted to be discrete, and initially I thought it would be a problem, but in retrospect it probably helped fuel interest in my profile.
The guy I chose was gorgeous, lived close by, and was free for the afternoon. We met in a mall and then went back to his place. I was nervous, but we got along so well I almost forgot we were going to fuck. I should stress the word almost. It was hard not to think about sex while looking into his eyes or checking out the very nice bulge in his pants.
He lived just a few miles outside the city in a small house. It wasn’t super nice or anything, but it was very private. He also had a very high fence, and when he suggested sunbathing in the buff I looked around and said, "why not?" I knew it was just an excuse to get naked, but it was exactly what I wanted. We actually started fooling around before we got all our clothes off.
When he took his shirt off I got down on my knees and helped him out of his jeans. His cock popped into my mouth like it had a mind of it’s own and I was in a very pleasing mood. I have a special talent for taking an entire cock down my throat without touching the sides until my lips caress the base. He responded like most guys, I just about made him come before I pulled away and wriggled out of my jeans so he could have full access to my pussy.
I could tell he was disappointed I didn’t finish the blowjob by making him come, but I thought he wanted to prolong what we had going just as much as I did. He went down on me with a vengeance and when his tongue touched my clit I lost it. I had an instant orgasm and it was very cool.
He licked me until I was so wet I would have done anything to be fucked, and that’s when he suggested going inside the house. I'm sure he chose the moment carefully just to get revenge for not making him come. I protested going anywhere, but when he got up I had to follow him.
Inside his house we fell into each other’s arms on his couch and he resumed licking my pussy. It was a bit unexpected, considering how long he’d already gone down on me, but I wasn’t about to complain.
I thought he might be a total freak for eating pussy until I felt one of his fingers press against my asshole. Men are predictable. They always have an ulterior motive. Anal sex is something I’m sort of indifferent to, but I know guys go crazy for it. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate it, but it’s not the most pleasurable sensation in the world.
When we started fucking I found myself wondering when he was going to pop the question about doing me in the ass. At first I was sure I would tell him "no" but after I had a third orgasm still without making this new lover come, I felt guilty for being a little selfish.
The real surprise of my whole encounter was that he didn’t ask if he could fuck my ass. It was just understood. He disappeared for a minute and returned with a bottle of lube. I spread my legs wide while he worked two fingers in my butt and braced myself when he place the head of his cock against my smaller hole and pushed. It wasn’t what I’d call a highlight of the afternoon, but I was relaxed enough that it didn’t hurt and it pleased my new friend so much that he came like a fire hose all over my tits while moaning that I was the best fuck of his life.
We showered together after that and then went out for dinner. I thought I wouldn’t want to go back to his place again afterwards, but I ended up staying the night and we did it all over again- only this time I didn‘t hold anything back while giving him head and I swallowed a mouthful of come. In the morning he made me breakfast and asked if I’d ever see him again. I kissed him on the cheek and said, "maybe."
When Calvin got back from his camping trip I confronted him with what I knew and he denied everything his ex had told me, but I could tell he was lying. I'm not one hundred percent sure he cheated, but I suppose I don't really care. The affair I had was still worth it.
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