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My girlfriend was two years older than me, and had just graduated from college. She moved up to Boston, found a job and an apartment that she shared with two roommates. I missed her terribly, but I don't think she missed me. In fact, she treated me like crap, never calling me or emailing me, and never paying attention when we were on the phone. She talked about all of her ex-girlfriends all the time, and I had never been in a relationship before. She teased me so much, turning me on, making me horny beyond all belief and then deciding she didn't want to have sex. And she would tell me fun things on the phone, like how boy-crazy she was becoming, and how hot this male actor was, etc... It was really hard and really hurtful. But, I put up with it, I was in love and I didn't want to lose her.
I went up to Boston over my Fall Break to visit her. She spent two days completely ignoring me, and then spent three days breaking up with me. Why? Because she wanted to date "men," no man in particular, just men in general. There she was in a committed, long-term relationship, supposedly in love, and she was leaving with me because for the idea of dating me. It killed me, it really did. I don't think I've ever cried that much. I spent the rest of first semester dealing with it, but not very well. My solution to my depression and pain was to smoke and drink and sleep a lot. But, I made it through the semester (barely) and was doing much better second semester. I didn't think about her all the time, I could think about other women, I stopped smoking and drinking.
I went up to Boston over my Spring Break to stay with one of my best friends. We had a great time at her house, playing with her dogs, her N64, and watching movies on her Dad's humongous TV (it was something like 43 inches big!). One afternoon, we decided to go into the city just to see the sights and have dinner in Chinatown. We took the train in and tooled around the city all day, having tons of fun and spending way too much money. We went into all sorts of shops, even a sex shop, where we bought a strap-on dildo as a gag gift for one of our friends back at school. We went to a fabulous Japanese place for dinner and pigged out on sushi and sake.
Just before we were ready to leave, I made a trip to the bathroom. I walked in the door to the Ladies room and there she was, bending over the sink to wash her hands. She didn't see me, I could have turned around and walked out and she would never had known I was even there. But, somethine sadistic inside me kicked in, I wanted to make her feel guilty and uncomfortable. "Hilary." I said, quietly. She jerked her head up, recognizing me voice, and looked at my reflection in the mirror, stunned. "Rose!... I... oh my god... I never expected... I mean... what are you doing here?" she was so shocked she was tripping over her own words and hadn't moved from the sink, the water still washing over her unmoving hands. "I'm here visiting Margaret for Spring Break." I was the portrait of composure next to her confusion and embarrasment. I liked that power. "Oh, well, yes, I see... and, I mean, um... how are you... I mean, are you doing OK?" she stuttered. "I am now." Simple, no explanations given, "And yourself?" "Well, I've been better..." silence... and then, "Listen, I've been feeling really bad about the way I treated you and what I did to you, do you think we could go for coffee and talk?" I was surprised, she actually felt bad about putting my heart through a meat grinder. "Sure," I replied, "If you want, we could go now." "That sounds good... why don't you come back to my apartment and we can talk?" "Sure, just let me go get my bags and explain things to Margaret."
I followed her up the long flight of stairs that led to her apartment in silence. She hadn't said much of anything on the ride over, and I stayed calm and aloof, sensing that it only furthered her guilt and confusion. "My roommates aren't here this weekend," Hilary explained as we climbed, "They're both off visiting their families."
She pulled her keys out of her bag and unlokced the door to her place. I followed her in and before the door was even closed, before I had put down my stuff, she was on me. Kissing me hard, shoving her tongue hungrily into my mouth, pushing me up against a wall and forcing her knee between my legs. I was shocked by the abruptness of it all, and responded in kind, without thinking. Her hands had pulled up my shirt up, and when he hot hands made contact with my bare back, I smiled inwardly, she had wanted me all those months, she had missed me.
I wanted to be in control of the situation, however, because this was my game, my revenge. I broke our passionate kiss and pushed her away from me. She looked confused, as though she had been rejected. I bent down, picked up my bags, which I had dropped, took her hand and led her into the living room.
I stood her in the middle of the room, and left her to walk around and turn on all the lights in the room. She watched me hungrily. I sat on the couch, lounging seductively, crossing my legs, "Strip for me." She blushed. This was going to be my game and my night for fun. There were so many things that Hilary just wouldn't do during sex, she just didn't like them, but I did. The lights had to be off, and I had to undress her. Not this time.
She reached down and quickly pulled her sweater off, obviously trying to end this as soon as possible. "No, slowly, seductively." I told her. She blushed an even deeper red, and bit her bottom lip. Then, she kicked off her shoes and turned around and bent over. Rubbing her hands across her tight ass, she wiggled her hips, causing her jeans to cling to her slit, showing me the lovely folds of her pussy. She stood up and pulled at the hem of her t-shirt. Her back still to me, she slowly inched the shirt up her torso. She turned around when she got the shirt to just below her breasts and then in one swift movement pulled it over her head and threw it on the floor. Her gorgeous, big breats bounced under the sheer covering of her lacey bra.
She then put a finger into her mouth, sucked on it momentarily, and then traced a line from her lips to her navel. She slid her hand under her jeans and I could see her rubbing her pussy. With her other hand, she unbuttoned the jeans and shimmied them over her hips. As they fell in a heap around her ankles, I could see that she had her hand inside her panties and was furiously rubbing her dripping pussy.
She reluctantly withdrew her now sopping wet hand from her panties, licked all of her juices off of every finger, and then reached behind her to undo the clasp of her bra. She pulled it off and threw it aside as her glorious tits bounced into view, their long nipples hard and just asking to be sucked. She put her thumbs under the waist band of her panties to draw them down, but I shook my head no, "Come here and sit on my lap." I told her.
She walked up to me and straddled my legs, bringing her nippels right in front of my face. She rubbed her hot pussy against my lap, humping me hard. I reached up and traced the outline of her nipples, she gasped. I then pulled on both of them hard, rolling them between my thumb and forefinger. She smiled, she liked having her breasts played with, she didn't like having her nipples sucked. I smiled back at her and lowered my lips to her right breast.
I took that long hard nipple into my mouth and sucked hard, running my tongue across it, biting it not so softly. I heard her wimper, but she continued to grind her pussy into my lap, so I continued to suck. And, suck I did. I suck and bit and tongued her nipples, I would pull back and blow on them, causing shivers to run up and down her spine. And, thinking that I was satisfied, she would sigh, but then I would bite her nipples, just hard enough, and pull them between my teeth, and suck. She was moaning louder than I had ever heard before, pleading with me to stop, and fingering herself through her panties. I pulled her hands behind her back, she wasn't going to cum until I wanted her to. I had to make up for all those times she wouldn't let me suck her tits.
Finally, after almost a half hour, I was satiated. I pulled back from her now bright red and extremely swollen and sensitive nipples and sighed. She relaxed, and, I think to prevent me from continuing to torture her breasts, took my head between her hands and kissed me hard, fucking my mouth with her tongue, bucking her wet little pussy against me. But, I wanted more. I slid her off my lap and she turned and quickly stripped me of my shirt and bra. She hungrily took my tits into her mouth and sucked hard, I gasped, I had missed this. I let her administer to my tits for a few minutes, during which she also unbluckled my pants and shoved her hand into my pussy, finding my clit and causing lovely little jolts of electricity to fly from my crotch to my throat and all through my body. I pulled her off me after a few minutes and forced her to lay back on the couch. "I know what you want." I said, running my hand over her now spasming pussy, causing her hips to buck upwards, "But you're going to have to ask for it." She never liked to talk during sex, she was always silent, just expecting me to guess at what she wanted and liked. "I want.... please, I want you... unhhh," I pushed a finger into her wet hole through the thin fabric of her panties, "I want you to....." I started to lightly kiss her lower abdomen, running my hot tongue across her stomach and just above the waistline of her underpants, "Please, please, I want you to fuck me! I want you to eat me out, now, please?" She screamed! I quickly yanked those panties off her, and spread her legs. I licked all the way from her knee to her pussy on one leg, then the other. She hooked one leg over my shoulder and pushed my head to her pussy.
I stuck my tongue out and licked her from her anus to her clit, hard and long. She grunted, a low gutteral noise of extreme satisfaction. I tongued the length of her pussy again. I then pulled one hand around her leg and started fingering her swollen clit while shoving my tongue deep inside her spasming hole. I fucked her with my tongue, all the while rubbing hard on her extended clit. I could feel her pussy contract around my tongue every time I pushed really hard on her clit. I could hear her panting moans above me that told me she was approaching orgasm. I removed my tongue from her cunt and replaced it with two fingers, which I curled upwards to play with her spongy g-spot. I attached my mouth to her hard clit, sucking hard. She starting grunting loudly and humping herself onto my hand, she was close. I reached around her with my other hand and pressed lightly on her anus. "Oh, no," she panted, "Not there, please..." but, to no avail. I roughly shoved one finger up her ass just as I bit down hard on her clit. She screamed as her orgasm overtook her, shooting her hips high off the couch, her pussy partically sucking my entire hand in. I continued to bite her clit and play with her g-spot as she rode out her orgasm. I pulled back as she started to come down, my face covered in her juices. She reached down and drew me up the length of her sweat-covered body. "That was, that was just..." and with that, she kissed me hard and lovingly, tasting her own juices, holding me tight to her. She pulled back and smiled at me, "Your turn." "No," I said to her, "It's still your turn." she didn't like having more than one orgasm during sex, after she came, it was all over. Well, not tonight.
I got up off of her and walked over to my pile of bags, pulling my pants and panties down on the way there. I kicked them off and dug around in the bags until I found what I was looking for, the strap-on gag gift I'd bought earlier in the day. I quickly opened it and stepped into the leg openings. I adjusted the several straps and looked down to admire the 10 inch by 2 1/2 inch black cock that now proudly protruded from between my legs.
I turned to ace her and she gasped, she hadn't been expecting a strap-on. I walked slowly towards her, "I thought you wanted to date guys, didn't you?" she nodded nervously, "Did you have any dates? Have you ever had sex with a guy?" she shook her head no, "Well, I think you should learn exactly what you're getting yourself into," I said as I sat down on the couch next to her. Her eyes were wide, staring at the huge cock that stood straight up from my lap. "Come here," I said, indicating that she should sit on my lap. She obediently straddled my legs, trapping the long dildo between us. I reached up and ran my hands over her still swollen tits. "What, don't think you can take this monster?" I asked, bucking my hips upwards, causing the fake cock to rub against her ultra-sensitive clit, she moaned involuntarily, "Is he too big for you?" she nodded yes. "Well, let's see how far you can get." I said, lifting her hips and holding her over the tip of the cock. She bit her lower lip and let herself fall on the head of the cock. She gasped and her eyes bugged out as she took maybe two inches into her pussy. I put both of my hands on her hips to hold her in place and pushed that monster cock up into her, she grunted as she took another two inches. I bucked my hips again, but to no avail, I had hit a solid wall of flesh that wouldn't give. I reached down and fingered her already swollen and abused clit, and kissed her hard, shoving my tongue into her hot mouth. She moaned into my mouth, and I again bucked my hips, her pussy opened up and took the entirety of that monster cock into herself. And another orgasm hit her, I could feel the walls of her cunt gripping my fake cock, pulling in further into herself. She shoved her tongue against mine and screamed into my mouth.
Hilary pulled back from my kiss, breathless, unsure what to do next, but still rocking her hips back and forth, obviously her body was enjoying what was happened. I lifted under her ass and turned, so that she was lying on her back underneath me. I put my hands just under her arms and slowly began to withdraw my cock from her stretched pussy. It, however, seemed to suck it in, not wanting to let it go. The friction was too much for Hilary, and she orgasmed again, though not as big this time.
I continued to withdraw the dildo, and when it was almost completely out of her, I slammed it all the way back in, our hips grinding together, the harness of the strap-on providing glorious friction on my clit. I withdrew again, slammed it back in, all the ay to its hilt. I began pumping in and out of her, hard and unrelenting. Her breathing was ragged, her hips rose to meet my every thrust.
But, I wanted something more, something different. I withdrew my cock all the way and stood up. I lifted Hilary up until she was on her knees, facing the wall with her back to me. I pushed her forward so her ass was sticking out and she was supporting herself on the back of the couch. I grabbed her hips and slammed my cock back into her now completely open and willing cunt. I continued to fuck her hard until I could sense that another orgasm was approaching.
I began to finger her ass while still fucking her hard, I slipped one and then two fingers in. I then withdrew my dildo and placed the head of it on her anus. She offered no resistance as I slowly pushed into her. The sphincter slowly opened to the pressure of my cock and the head of it slipped all the way. She moaned loudly and humped her hips back into me, wanting more. I obliged, continuing to apply pressure to her ass, pulling her hips towards me. She was rocking back and forth, obviously wanting the dildo all the way up her ass, frustrated that it was taking so long. To end her frustration, I grabbed her hips and pushed forward hard and quick. The cock went all the way into her ass and she, again, screamed. I began, slowly at first, to fuck her ass. And, increasing the tempo of my thrusts, I reached under her and began to finger her clit. She began to grunt loudly and wimper, she was on the edge of a massive orgasm. I began to fuck her ass hard and fast and then pinched and pulled on her clit hard and her orgasm hit. She threw back her head and forced her ass into my hips, burying the dildo all the way up her ass, her juices erutped from her cunt and flowed freely down my hand and legs.
She slumped forward on the couch, my cock still buried to its hilt in her ass. Her breathing was hard and ragged, her flushed body completely covered in sweat. I was done. I slowly began to withdraw my cock from her ass, and it made an oddly satifying little pop when it slid all the way out. Her sphincter was still spasming, now with nothing to hold onto, her body shook with the little after-shocks of an amazing orgasm.
I stepped back and unstrapped the dildo from my hips, placing it on the couch next to her, I walked over to my pile of clothes and started to get dressed. "Rose." Hilary had turned over and was now splayed lewdly on the couch, "I've never, I mean, sex has never been that good. That was amazing, I've never had orgasms like that in my entire life. How did you do that?" I opened my mouth to answer her, I don't know what I was going to say, but she interrupted me, "Never mind that. Listen, I'm a terrible person, and I'm so sorry about what I did to you. But... I mean... would you consider... well... umm... I'm still in love with you and... well... would you take me back? Can we fix things?"
She stared at the floor in uncomfortable silence, not wanting to look at me. "I'm sorry," I said, slipping my shirt over my head and gathering up my things, "But no. There's nothing left to fix."
And with that, I turned and walked out her apartment, the biggest smile in the world broke over my face. I was free, I was done.
Just as I reached the bottom of the long staircase, I heard the door of her apartment open behind me. She called my name. I didn't turn, I didn't even stop or react.
Margaret pulled up, smiling broadly. I got in the car and we happily drove away.