This is a story of how my sweet revenge against Britney, my cheating ex-girlfriend, landed me in a loving relationship with a great guy.
I met Britney when I was her RA at Vanderbilt.
At the time I was fucking Brian. We both knew it was casual and no feelings were involved. I was busy with my studies, and he just got out of a really toxic relationship. Brian looked like the hot lead from a Christian faith movie, he had a broad smile and twinkling blue eyes, but he was really kinky. He loved rimming me, fucking me slow, edging himself inside me, before cumming so hard. Then he would suck the cum from my ass, and then suck my cum from my dick. I loved hanging out with him on campus, because I knew no one had any idea how dirty he was.
Britney was a thorn in my side, because the other residents on her floor were always complaining of loud noise and music and I would have to go over there almost every evening. Then after a week of this, Brian finally told me two things: one, was that he knew Britney because they used to date. And two, that she was into me, and that's why she's making such a fuss, so I'd have to go to her room, and hopefully find her attractive and ask her out. I never would have thought of such a scheme. I guess I should have realized what a manipulative careless bitch she was.
Britney was cute, she was short, had straight brown hair, huge brown eyes, heart shaped mouth, pale skin and small boobs. She wasn't like girls I dated back in my hometown, but she had a very infectious laugh, and she was really into me. I admit, I looked hot. I was warming the bench on the university's basketball team, but I trained really hard and had a lithe athlete's body. Short black hair, pale green eyes, and I could easily pick her up and carry her around.
At the end of our first date she asked her roommate to find some place else to be and invited me in, and I picked her up and pinned her against the wall and kissed her, and that first kiss felt like it lasted an hour. I wasn't a virgin but I didn't have a lot of experience with girls. Two girls I dated in highschool gave me handjobs and then I had a girlfriend for a few months freshman year who was the first girl to go down on me and also the first girl I penetrated. Sheila, that girlfriend, didn't know much about blowjobs. Unlike Britney. Britney could sing the national anthem with my cock all the way down her throat. When she put my dick in her mouth, it was like her tongue became a snake, curling around it. I never made sounds like that before. I thought I loved her.
Another thing that drew me to her was she said she has a latex allergy, so she asked that we don't use condoms. She asked that we get tested and then be exclusive right away, so she'll know we're safe. I loved how open and honest she was about sex. She wasn't. She was a lying bitch, but I thought she was.
So I told Brian we can't have sex anymore and Britney and I went to the health center and as soon as we got the results we headed to my dorm room and she got rid of her clothes so fast it was like a magic trick. She laid down on my bed and spread her legs, then she started fingering herself, "strip for me, Todd" she whispered in a low sexy voice, "I want to see that big dick before you stick it in me."
I dropped my pants, my underwear and took off my tight white T. I was a bit self conscious, but my embarrassment quickly dissipated as my dick hardened. I could smell her pussy juices, and she started fingering herself, sticking a finger in and then rubbing her clit on the way out, "spit on your hand" she commanded, and when I did, she said, "now rub your dick, make it hard and wet for me, Todd." I rubbed my dick, it was so hard, I thought I might cum right away. "Come here," she smiled at me, "get on top of me." I positioned myself over her, hands on either side of her head. I leaned down to kiss her, and she grabbed my wet dick and then I pushed forward, and she led me to her opening. Her pussy was so wet, I just slid in. It was the first time I entered her, and I will never forget that feeling, that first time I felt her wet hot pussy on my dick. I moaned, and then started fucking her slowly, because Shiela liked it slow at first.
But this was Britney.
"Fuck me, Todd! Fucking fuck me!"
So I slammed into her, and she cried out, "yes!" and I started fucking her hard, immediately I could feel my orgasm building, "I'm gonna cum" I mumbled into her lips but I don't think she heard me, I just slammed harder and harder and then I was cumming in her. She broke off the kiss and looked at me shocked it was over so fast. I smiled apologetically, and then kissed her cheek, then licked downwards to her breasts, sucked on a nipple, "Todd, what?" she started asking, and then gasped when I pulled out,
"Just a moment baby," I whispered to her, "I want to make you feel good." I kissed down to her belly,
"Todd, what are you..." her voice trailed off as she realized I knew exactly what I was doing, when my tongue curled into her pussy between her pussy lips and spooned out a large dollop of my cum,
"Oh, Todd, you're NASTY!" she gasped, not realizing this wasn't the first time I ate cum. I sucked my cum out of her pussy, fingering her and sucking her clit, bringing her to a roaring orgasm. By the time she came the first time, I was hard again, and then I fucked her again.
She told me she fucked other guys bareback before, but none of them ever ate her out afterwards, and it was one of her favorite things.
After she graduated she moved in with me. She was working as a barista part time while "figuring things out", while I busted my ass as a junior A&R Analyst.
One day I went home in the middle of the day because the AC broke down in our office and my boss couldn't handle the heat so she sent the entire department to work from home.
I walked into our apartment with tacos from our favorite place and as soon as I opened the door I could hear the moans from our bedroom. Some part of me already knew what was happening. Even when I bought the tacos I imagined her turning them down. In the past month she was so distant, always distracted, always tired, always on her phone.
I was cold, like a robot. I put down the tacos on the table and went quietly to the bedroom with my phone already in my hand and I stood there for five seconds so I could take some pictures. Britney was in our bed, on her back, legs spread, and this guy was between her legs, his cute ass going up and down, his dick entering her, bareback of course, and she moaned like a whore every time he slammed into her.
I didn't need to see his face, I knew who he was. Ross. She constantly told me stories about him and how he always made her laugh and made the best vanilla ice coffees and was so patient with the slower customers. He had time to go shopping with her in the middle of the day when I was working until 8 or 9 PM. He was cute, though, I had to admit. When I saw that cute ass, I wanted to kiss it, and I could immediately picture myself wrapping my arms around that tight muscular back.
I did the petty thing and went to their coffee place and told the weird goth girl who worked with them that I just caught them fucking in our apartment and asked her to call Britney and ask her to remove herself, her lover and her things from the apartment by 10 PM tonight. The goth girl made the call without skipping a beat, for which I will forever be grateful.
Britney immediately moved in with Ross, but also started sending me these really heartfelt emotional messages about what a great guy I am and if we can still be friends. I didn't really say yes, but I also didn't block her number. I became morbidly curious about her new relationship. Over the next few months she kept sending me these pictures of her and Ross in various romantic selfies, like sharing a milkshake or shopping or making out on the golf course. They were always on the verge of being naughty, like when they were making out and she had this tight blouse and Ross had a hand under her blouse cupping one of her breasts and I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra.
One day, about six months after I caught Ross fucking her in our bed, I matched with him on Tinder. I immediately started a conversation with him, and almost immediately sent him a picture of me, a good picture showing my abs but also my face, because I wanted to know. As I suspected, he didn't know who I was.
Ross was desperate to be liked. We started a long text relationship, I would send him pictures of my hard cock, my naked ass, we sexted, and jerked off together. He didn't know anything about me but I knew a lot about him from the things Britney told me. I realized now she didn't tell him she had a boyfriend, and that's why she made sure we will never meet. She was getting him ready so she could make the jump.
After a few weeks he was hopelessly in love with me. I could tell what he really wanted was a strong older masculine influence in his life, someone to constantly validate him and compliment him. I showered him with praise, about his looks, his jokes, his ideas. Then we met up at Pecker's. When we met I told him my "secret". I was in the closet. I liked him a lot and wanted to be with him, but I wasn't ready to come out. I promised him I would come out, eventually, but he had to be patient with me. Would he do that? Of course he agreed. He ached for me.
By that time I was already living in a new place. I couldn't stand to stay in the apartment where Britney cheated on me, and I didn't need all that space anyway. I took him to my one bedroom. We couldn't take our hands off of each other in the Uber, and we took each other's coats and shirts off as we walked in. I licked his body as I undressed him, and then pushed him onto the bed.
"Turn on your stomach" I growled at him. I knew what he wanted. With Britney, he had to slam into her. Here, with me, he wanted me to slam into him.
I spread his cheeks and gave his crack a long lick, he yelped like a cute puppy. I stuck my tongue in his hole, and moved it around. Then I stuck a finger in his ass, and he moaned.
"I'm gonna ride you hard, boy. Would you like that?"
"Oh, yes, sir. Please ride me."
I moved behind him, spit on my hand, and rubbed my dick with my spit. I suddenly remembered Britney's naked body on my dorm's bed. I looked down at his cute back and tight ass, I caressed his back, and leaned down, biting on his shoulder. Ross gasped, and my cock's head found his asshole. My cockhead pushed against his hole.
"Do you want me to fuck you?"
"Yes, please, I want you to fuck me."
"How hard? How hard do you want me to fuck you?"
"Fuck me as hard as you can, baby, as hard as you - oh!"
I slid inside him, my wet cock entering his tight velvety bowels.
"Oh god!" he moaned,
"Call me Todd, boy, call me Todd." I commanded him as I started slamming into him in slow measured thrusts
"Oh Todd! Yes! Oh Todd!" Ross moaned my name as I fucked him thoroughly, I grabbed his waist, pulled him up to me, I held him tight to me, kissing his neck, my thrusts getting faster and faster, his moans louder and louder. I found his hard cock with one hand, I wrapped it with my fingers and he shuddered
"Oh god! Oh my god!" I moved up and down the shaft in a quick corkscrew motion as I fucked him, and when he started cumming on my sheets, I unloaded into him. I thrust harder and harder, depositing my load as deep inside him as I could, perhaps hoping Britney could somehow feel it when he waddled back to her later that evening.
I pulled out from him and collapsed on my back next to him. Ross leaned over me, and kissed me deeply, "I think I'm falling in love with you." I gave him my sweetest smile, and kissed him again, "oh, baby, that's great to hear; I'm falling in love with you, too." My stomach ached from the lie, but I had a plan, and I was only half of the way there.
Over the next few weeks we texted almost every moment of the day. It's been two years since he was fucked so thoroughly and he wanted it bad, but for my plan to work, I needed him to be boiling over. I kept pushing off our next meeting, but at the same time kept sending him sweet loving emojis, romantic quotes from TV shows I knew he loved, and pictures of my hard cock and the wet spot he left on my sheets.
Then I finally let him see me. This time I handcuffed him naked to my bed, and then proceeded to lick his hard cock, suck it full into my mouth, but not let him cum, for half an hour. Then I slowly removed my clothes in front of him, rubbing myself with each piece of clothing, before finally kneeling on the bed between his thighs, I lubed two fingers and pushed them in his ass, while also rubbing lube on his hard dick with my other hand. He became incoherent, babbling in tongues about needing release. Then I pushed into him, and started fucking him while jerking him off at the same time. His orgasm was so intense his eyes rolled to the back of his head, and his ass almost crushed my penis.
Now I had him where I wanted him. Again, I let him stew, talking about his body, his ass, how much I loved licking him, how much I loved kneading him with my hands, and how it felt to fuck him. Then I told him I had a surprise for him: I wanted to bring in a third partner for our next encounter. He immediately said yes.
The third was Brian, of course. We reconnected not long after I caught Britney and then he finally told me that she also cheated on him. She was the one he went out with before meeting me, and she messed him up so much he hadn't been in a relationship since. He felt guilty for not warning me, so he was happy to help.
I set up our next meeting. When Ross came to my apartment, Brian was already there. I was only wearing pants, and I kissed Ross and took off his jacket and led him to the sofa in the living room. Brian lit up a joint, and we smoked a bit and talked. Then I started kissing Ross's neck, while Brian messaged his shoulders. I could tell Ross was relaxed and horny, and I loved it.
We moved to the bedroom, where I had already set up the camera hidden between my books. Brian came in early so we could frame the shot, and he knew where Ross needed to be so the camera would catch everything. Brian took all his clothes off as Ross and I made out. He rubbed the front of my pants feeling my hard cock as I took off his pants and underwear. Then Brian turned Ross to him, and kissed him deeply on the lips. They both stood there, naked, and as I took my pants off I thought to myself they really did look beautiful. Perhaps in another life. But this was about revenge.
I climbed on the bed, and then kneeled at the head of the bed with my back to the headboard. Brian moved aside and I gestured to Ross, "crawl over to me, my cute little puppy." Ross beamed at me. He got on all fours and crawled over to me on the bed. I picked him up and we kissed. I grabbed his ass and we grinded, I was so hard. Then I turned him around, and holding him by the waist, I lifted his ass to my hard cock. I started fucking him doggy style, and Brian presented his hard cock to Ross, who immediately licked it, getting it wet thoroughly before putting it in his mouth.
We proceeded to fuck him in other positions, but that first spit roast was the golden shot. You could clearly see his flushed face, eyes closed, hard cock going in and out of his mouth, and clearly see me, behind him, holding him, slamming into him again and again.
Another great shot came later, when I laid on the bed, and Ross sat on my cock while Brian sat on my face, and they made out and jerked each other off. They both came so much on my body, and then proceeded to lick all of it off, until I was hard again, and then they both bathed my cock with their tongues, before Brian took me in his mouth and I came.
The next day I told Ross I was ready to come out of the closet and be his boyfriend. Predictably he immediately broke it off with Britney. She had to move out of his apartment, and I moved in. I left most of my stuff in my one bedroom, but Ross didn't notice or didn't care, he was so happy to finally be with me.
After Ross broke up with her, Britney sent me a bunch of crying emojis, wailing about how much she missed me, and what a huge mistake it was to break up with me (as if that is what happened). My only reply was a 20 second video, first showing Brian and me spitroasting Ross, then Ross riding my cock while making out with Brian, and finally showing Ross and Brian licking cum from my body. She immediately blocked my number.
Then, two weeks after I moved in, Ross came home from work to discover me, in his bedroom, fucking Brian doggystyle.
"I hate cheaters" I grunted at him, never stopping my thrusts into Brian, "you hung out with me, let me fuck you, while you had a girlfriend? You're an asshole. I hope this hurts." Ross just stood there, dumfounded. I started moaning harder and harder, a huge orgasm building, as I saw his hurt face, and remembered that day, his cute butt going up and down, I was fucking Brian, but in my mind, it was like I was fucking Ross that day, and through him, fucking Britney as well.
"Oh, god, I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Brian yelled, as he was jerking himself off, and started cumming all over Ross's sheets. His bowels squeezed my dick, and I started cumming as well, slamming into him harder and harder. When I finally came down from my orgasm and opened my eyes, Ross wasn't there.
Brian and I became boyfriends after that. We knew each other rather well and fucked each other for so long we could just skip the dating part and into the relationship part right away. I sent the goth girl from the coffee shop the longer version of the video, showing all three of us making out, fucking, showing Ross begging for it. Pretty soon everyone who knew Britney has seen the video and heard the story that goes with it. She cheated on me, so I fucked her new boyfriend along with her ex-boyfriend, and now her ex-boyfriend and I are together. I don't know if we'll be together forever, but I know we'll never break each other's hearts like Britney did.
POLYAMORY IS WRONG! It is either Multiamory or Polyphilia, but mixing Greek and Latin Roots? WRONG!