Sweet Revenge

Immediately after college I returned to the small town that I grew up in.
It was a mistake for several reasons, but mostly because of two former high
school classmates who seemed to set about making my life miserable. It
didn't take me long to know that I was going to leave that town as soon as
I found a better job. But I wasn't going to leave before I had my revenge on
those two.

Sally was the Queen Bitch. She had been the HS cheerleader, prom queen,
and all around busybody, who delighted in telling me (and any other single
women) that they could never get a man as good as her husband, if we could
even get a man at all. According to her, we just were not pretty enough to
attract someone the calibre her Jason.

Well, I happened to know that behind Sally's back Jason was fucking Tina,
the other Bitch and former HS classmate. Tina was also Sally's best
friend.
I had never forgiven Tina for seducing a guy with whom I had a serious
thing going in my last year of HS. She was half-apologetic to my face, but word
got back to me that she was always bragging about taking my guy from me. I
didn't mind losing him. I figured he was an asshole for cheating on me,
but it pissed me off that she would brag about it behind my back. About a
month ater he dumped me he was back at my door, but I told him to get lost. He
quickly learned who was the better fuck.

Anyway... back to Jason; Sally's hubby. I had been thinking since I
returned to this town how I would get even with both Sally and Tina, and since I
knew Jason was cheating with Tina, then he would probably cheat with me too. It
looked like a real possibility when I caught him looking at my body more
than once. Somehow, I had to get Jason to make a move for me, and have
Sally and Tina find us together.

First, I needed to get into Sally & Tina's little circle. I volunteered to
work for a community committee that Sally was the Chairperson of, and that
Tina was also a member of. The only reason they let me in was because I
agreed to do many of the shit-jobs that the other committee members didn't
want to do. Pretty soon, we were holding our meetings at my house because
I was the only one without kids to distract us, and I always had coffee, tea
and snacks, etc.

Now that I had the girls lined up (there were seven of us on the
committee) it was time to work on Jason. So one day when I was out riding my 
bicycle, wearing my wildest spandex shorts, I made a point of riding past a
construction site where I knew he was working as a carpenter. It was a
warm day, so when I passed the job site I was perspiring and the wetness was
soaking through my light-knit, low-cut tanktop, making it cling to my
breasts. I wasn't wearing a bra, and my nipples were protruding through
the thin material. I didn't stop, but waved and he waved back. I didn't want
anyone at his work to see us actually talking (it was a real small town.
That sort of thing got around fast.)

I timed my passing to about 20 minutes before he got off work, which for
construction people was a little before 3 in the afternoon. Then I rode
about a mile down the road and stopped. I had brought a small wrench along
in my fanny-pack, and used it to loosen the front wheel nut, then just
waited. I didn't have to wait long. When I saw his pickup coming I laid
the bike down near the road and stood there with my hands on my hips, looking
exasperated. As expected, he stopped. He got a wrench from his toolbox and
tightened the nut. I told him that I was too bushed to ride anymore, and
he offered me a ride home. We put the bike in the back of his pickup and I
climbed in the cab. On the way I could feel his eyes running over my body.
I had my left arm up on the seatback, and took long looks out the window on
my side so that he could get a good long look at my nipples pressing through
the wet tanktop.

When we got to my house I told him to pull around to the back where the
shed was that I kept the bike in. I did this so that he could see how a vehicle
in back would be out of sight from the street. On our way to my house I
told him how nice it is to know someone who can fix things, and how I was
wasn't mechanical at all. We put the bike in the shed and I insisted that he at
least take a beer for his trouble. We went in the back door to the kitchen
and I got him a cold beer.

While he was drinking it I mentioned that there was a noise under the
refer, and that I hoped it wasn't serious because I sure couldn't afford a new
one. He offered to look at it, so I got a flashlight and then got on the floor
on my hands and knees and pulled the little cover off the bottom-front. I
made like I was trying to see under it, and while still on my knees I lowered
my shoulders close to the floor to peer under the refer. In this position, my
butt was high in the air. As I was squirming to get a better look under
there, I spread my knees apart. I could feel the tight spandex material
cutting into my pussy, and there was no way he could avoid looking right
into my crotch. After a few moments of giving him a real good look at my
cunt protruding from just below my perfectly formed ass he got down along
side of me and I sort of leaned against him, all the while talking and
pointing under the refer, as if that was all that was on my mind.
Together, we retrieved a small toy (which I had placed there earlier that day), 
and we both laughed at what must have been causing the noise.

As we were raising up, I leaned against him, placing a hand on his chest
and began to swoon. I said: "I always feel faint when raising up after my head
like that." He held me under my arms to steady me, and I fell into him,
then sort of went limp. I slipped toward the floor, saying: "Ohhhh, I need to
lay my head down quickly." I held onto him as he lowered me down. When he
began removing his hands from behind my back I put both my hands on the back of
his left hand and held it against my chest and said: "Can you feel that?
Can you feel my heart beating?" It was beating very strong now. I said: "I'm
so sorry for nearly passing out. I'm glad you were here. I might have fallen
and hit my head or something." When he didn't make any attempt to remove
his hand from my pounding chest I looked into his eyes, took a deep breath and
slowly moved his hand over my breast. His eyes widened as my hand squeezed
his into my pointed mound. I said: "I can't explain it, but I always get
very sexually charged when I'm lightheaded."

Jason put his other hand on my tummy and said: "Well, that can't be all
that bad, can it?" "On the contrary," I replied, "I think it can be even more
stimulating, don't you?" as I placed my hand on top of his and slowly
pushed from my tummy toward my crotch. His breathing became deeper now. I opened
my legs so his hand could grip my entire pussy. It felt good to have a strong
hand holding my quivering cunt. I reached for his crotch and massaged his
hardening bulge. He came down and kissed me, his tongue probing between my
lips, as my fingers quickly unfastened his belt and opened his jeans.
"Take off my top," I told him, and as he started to slide it up I said: "No. Not
that way. Tear it. Rip it off." He gripped both my breasts very hard,
squeezing til they hurt, then suddenly ripped away the cloth, letting my
titties bounce free. He grabbed both my breasts and squeezed the nipples
very hard. The pain was sharp, and I moaned loudly, not knowing if I could
take much more of it. I raised my hips and he took the hint. His hands
tore at my shorts and quickly tossed them aside. I was naked now, and
frantically pulling at his pants. He stood up onto his knees and helped me pull 
them down, and his erect cock sprang out at me.

I reached for his large, incredible tool. It was rock-hard and so thick I
could barely hold it. I had flash-visions of our fucking being unbearably
painful. As I held and stroked his cock and full balls he moaned out loud.
Then he said: "The sexiest thing I ever saw was your ass in the air when
you were looking under the refer." I guessed what was on his mind, and just
smiled and turned around onto my knees and lowered my shoulders to the
floor. He said: "Oh, God, yea..." and came at me like a wild animal.
Before I could even think about getting ready for him he drove his cock deep
inside me. "Aaaaaaaahhhhh." The shock of his forced entry caused my breating to
stop, and a deep gutteral sound escape from my throat. He held onto my
waist tightly as he began pounding fast and hard. With each stroke he pulled my
ass back to meet the ram of his cock. He was so strong that he held my
hips up high and my knees were no longer touching the floor. My ass slapped
violently against his groin. With each ram against my ass my whole body
shook. I've never been fucked that hard before. I could feel pain between
my legs from his violent entry, but it happened so fast the waves of sexual
sensation flashing through my whole body kept me from thinking about how
it hurt. It had been a long time since I had been with a man, and my pussy
wasn't use to this large invasion. My cunt seemed to resist opening, and
every thrust from him was like a new forced entry. It hurt. It seemed to
hurt more than when I lost my virginity. But it was a different hurt, and
I wanted it. I've never wanted hurt before, but I had no idea it would feel
this good. I was gasping to get words out between his thrusts. "Ohhh, yes.
Yes. Goooodddddd, yes." I reached a hand under and took his balls and
squeezed them hard. I shouldn't have done that. Just when I was beggining
to think that an orgasm was about to let loose in me, Jason screemed and
rammed me one last time. He seemed to come and come and come. As he held my ass
in the air, I could feel his thick cock pumping inside me while I held his
swollen balls in my tight grip. Six times, Eight times. Maybe more, his
cock seemed to rapidly expand and explode. Each time, I could feel the
expansion against the lips of my cunt like a strong heartbeat. It was almost 
enough to get me off. I could tell that it had been awhile since his last orgasm 
(so sex with the Bitch wasn't as frequent as she would like everyone to
think.) When his cock stopped pumping, he lowered me to the floor and layed on 
my back for a while. As I lay there gasping for breaths, the weight of his
heated body against my bare ass and back felt so good. I closed my eyes
and concentrated on his pubic hair rubbing against my hard mounds. Too soon, I
felt his cock shrinking, and a feeling of emptyness was left behind.

I didn't have an orgasm, and it never occurred to him that I might want
one. But that was alright. This wasn't sex for sex. This was sex for revenge.
My plan was coming along perfectly. I went to the sink and ran some hot water
through a dish towel and slowly cleaned his cock and balls while he sipped
his beer. He began to get hard again almost instantly. I smiled and
stroked him as I cleaned his half-erect cock. "You're a great fuck," he said, 
"we gota do this more often. Yea, a really great fuck." I wish I could say the
same for him. I mean, it felt good, but a girl needs to get off, too.

Being only 5'-1", with small breasts, I can easily look like a teenager,
and most men get very excited with the idea of fucking a young girl. It was
the image I wanted him to leave with so that he would eagerly come back when I
was ready for him. While he finished his beer I went to the bedroom and
put on a very dainty see-through teddy, and a bow in my hair. As I sent him
out the back door I kissed him, squeezed his bulging crotch, gave him my best
young-coy-shy look, and told him that next time I was going to show my big
strong daddy how good his girl really can be. As I said it I felt a strong
stirring in his cock. The rest of my plan was going to be very easy.

I made him wait three weeks before I would agree to see him again. I made
lots of excuses about being too busy. I figured he wasn't getting it
regularly at home, and I already knew that Tina wasn't good enough to hold
a man sexually for long. I wanted him to be so hot he couldn't resist an
invitation when I was ready for him.

 Our committee normally met on the second Wednesday of each month, at 4 in
the afternoon. I had been dropping hints that I might have to make this
month's meeting the day before, because I might be out of town that
Wednesday. Most of the members were willing to go along with the change
because none of them wanted to host it themselves. What no one knew was
that I really was going to be out of town that Wednesday because I had accepted
a job in another city, and had to be there to sign some papers and secure an
apartment.

That following Monday I called Jason and told him that I might be home
early Tuesday, and asked if he could come over after work. Jason figured his
Sally would be at home at that time, so he was more than anxious to accommodate
me. I promised him that his little girl would be very good to him. As
planned, I called the committee on Tuesday morning (after the hubbies
(Jason) had gone to work) and 5 of the members agreed to that afternoon. I
had learned that Sally was having the members meet at her house first,
then all come to my place together in her van. She said it was because I lived
a ways out of town, but I knew that it was so that she could have a little
mini-meeting to decide all the issues before the whole committee met. It
was Sally's way of controlling everything.

Shortly after 3pm Jason arrived and parked out of sight in the back and
entered the back door. I was wearing a very short, tight skirt, with a
tight blouse. My hair was in a ponytail with a bow, and I positively looked like
the teenager I had been years before. The moment he saw me he wanted to
tear my clothes off, but I slowed him down, gave him a beer, and told him this
was going to take awhile, and we were both going to enjoy it.

I took him into the living room and said: "I have some surprises for you.
The first is that I want you to fuck your little girl right here on the
floor, and the second is that I have a special video for you to watch." I
could see that Jason was as excited as a school boy in a candy store. We
placed the wide cushions from the sofa on the floor in front of the TV,
and I hit the Play button on the VCR. It was about two young women who had
discovered their fondness for each other. While he watched with facination
I slowly undressed him, taking my time. Soon he was wearing nothing but a
smile and a large hard-on. I had him lay on the cushions with a pillow
under his head, then I stood over him with my feet on either side. He could see
up under my short skirt, and saw that I wasn't wearing panties. He ran his
hands up my legs while I pulled the skirt up around my waist. When his
hands got to my ass and squeezaed, I slowly lowered my pussy down onto his face.
This girl was going to get her's first this time.

He was good... Ummmmmmm, very good. Better than I expected. He really
enjoyed eating pussy. He took his time, slowly licking my lips until they
were as swollen as they have ever been. Gripping my ass with both hands he
pulled my hips downward so that he could push his tongue deep inside me. I
began rocking my clit against his mouth. The waves of sensation travelled
up from my pussy to my face. I was ready to come bigtime. I grabbed his cock
with one hand and his hair with the other and pulled both heads upward,
and he closed his mouth onto my clit and sucked hard.  A shudder ran through
me and I shook all over uncontrollably. Then it happened. I had the most
delicious orgasm. It kept comming and comming. My cunt jerked in sharp
spasms on his mouth. The rush flowed from my face downward to my pussy,
and exploded in a wash of wetness that covered his face and my legs. My thighs
rubbed against the trickle that was running down his cheeks. I stayed
there releasing one orgasm after another, until there seemed to be nothing left
in me.

Breathing deeply now, I sat back, feeling my wet pussy lips nestle into
his chest hair. "Ummmmmm," I said, "you eat young pussy real good. Now it your
turn for some treats" I slowly unbuttoned my blouse. When I opened it and
tossed it aside his eyes got wider. I was wearing a tiny, pink see-through
bra that pushed my titties outward, and was open at the tops so that the
nipples stuck out. He reached up and began pinching the tips. I was so
charged that I didn't mind that he was really hurting me. After a while of
rubbing my heated pussy on his chest and having my nipples pinched hard, I
was beginning to think that I'd like to sit back on his mouth again... but
there wasn't time. I stood over him and slid the skirt off, then stepped
back and got down on my knees between his legs. His massive hard cock was
throbbing right in front of my face. A little dribble had already leaked
onto his tummy. I glanced at the clock on the VCR. It was 15 minutes to 4;
they would be here soon. I took his cock and balls in my hands and slowly
stroked him as I kissed his tummy and licked up the precum, then licked
his thighs, his balls, up the side of his huge rigid muscle... then lightly
flicked my tongue over the thick head. Slowly, I ran my tongue all around
the top... down the sides, and back up. Then I said: "Now for your next
surprise." I opened my mouth just enough to let the head inside. I stayed
there for a moment, just massaging the head with my mouth as I squeezed
his balls, listening to him groan like a wounded man. (5 minutes to 4) In one
forceful move I plunged my head down, taking his whole cock deep into my
mouth. His eyes got wide as saucers. Staying down on him, with my lips
near the base of his cock, and locking my eyes onto his eyes, I moved my face
from side-to-side, making his cock rub against the back of my throat.
Incredibly, he was getting harder. "Oh, geeezzz, sweetie," he said,
"ohhhhhhh, geeeeze." When I sensed that he was about to burst I stopped
moving, then after a moment I very slowly raised my head, slowly releasing
him from my mouth. He had such an amazed look on his face. It was obvious
that he had never had a real deep-throat before. I just smiled, then moved
up and straddled him. Very slowly I lowered myself onto his engorged cock.
It was 4 o-clock... straight up.

"And now for your next treat," I told him. I reached for my Walkman
headphones and put them on him, then turned on the CD. It was "Bolero." I
turned up the sound so that even I could hear the beat. I knew that he
wouldn't be able to hear anything but the pounding sensual music. I began
to ride up and down on him in rhythm with the beat of the music. Damn, it
felt good to feel him inside of me again. So good. Apparently, he thought so
too. He closed his eyes. He was in another world.

Back in this world, I could see through the thin curtains that Sally's van
was pulling up outside. While I rode up and down on Jason I unhooked my
bra and held it against his face, covering his eyes, so that he wouldn't see
me pull the string I had hidden nearby. It was attached to the front door. I
had taped the latch back so there was no resistance. The door swung
completely open. I could hear the footsteps and voices of the committee
approaching. I moved the bra down to Jason's chest and placed it directly
over his nipples, so that it looked like he was wearing it, then took his
arms and spread them to the sides and looked into his eyes and began
riding up and down on him as hard as I could. He was close... he was so close.
Another 5 seconds of this and he was certain to explode. His face was in
contortions, his mouth was wide open and his breathing was almost stopped.

Perhaps it was because I wasn't moving anymore... or perhaps because I
wasn't looking at him... but after a couple more time of ramming his hips
up against my bottom, he began to wonder why I had stopped. He turned his
head to look where I was looking, and saw an expression on his wife's face that
he had never seen before. Then saw Tina and the other women, standing
there in total shock.

I just stood up, letting his wet dick flop against his belly. I looked at
the five astonished faces of this little town's most haughty bitches, and
smiled as I said: "You know, Sally, he's not nearly as good a fuck as you
lead people to believe, unless I let him wear my underwear and put on a
porno flick." Then I looked at Tina and said: "And Tina... Jason said sex
with you had become awfully boring, so I taught him a few new tricks. But
take my advice, it'll help your affair a lot if you let him wear your bra
and panties while you two are fucking."

I turned and walked into the bedroom while Jason scrambled for his
clothes. I'm not sure who was the madder of the two; Sally or Tina. It took 
another moment for the committee to come out of their shock enough to turn and 
go back out the door. I'm not sure what kept them there so long, with wide
eyes and dropped jaws. Maybe it was seeing Jason's rapidly shrinking dick, or
maybe it was hearing Sally, the star of the church choir, screaming at
Jason: "You mother-fucking son-of-a-bitch. You fucking bastard. You God
damn fucking son-of-a-bitching mother-fucker...." Oh... what I would have given
for the opportunity to ride back to town in the van with those girls! But
I'll have to content myself with the satisfaction of sweet revenge.

I accepted my new job the next day and leased an apartment. Most of my
things were already packed and I was gone by early morning. I never
returned to that town, but I've flown over it a couple times since. I think I 
can still hear clatter of gossip as the plane passes overhead.