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 WARNING: This is a complete work of fiction which contains graphic

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"Sweet Revenge" 

Copyright © 1999 by Velvet Rose My boyfriend, Dave, and I

had been going out for about five months. I really liked him and he really

liked me. But sometimes I got the feeling that he was seeing other women.

I had brought up the subject a few times and he laughed it off, swearing

that I was the only girl for him. I never had any real proof that he was

cheating but still, I got this feeling. Once we got into a huge find after

a party because I caught him coming on to another girl. We made up and

things went back to normal. Mostly. "Dump the stupid ass," my

friend would say. I'd sigh and say, "I would, Vicky, but he's too

cute to pass up." And he is. He has light brown hair and sparkling green

eyes. He looks like he belongs in a Gap ad. Vicky would just roll her

eyes and say something about looks not being everything. It wasn't just

about looks. He was sweet and caring and we had a lot in common. 

"Oooh, sounds like you have a real knight in shinning armor there," she

teased. "How does he handle his sword?" She always has to bring

up sex. She knew that it hadn't been real good lately. He was working

late hours so we barely saw each other. When we finally would have sex it

was...okay. It wasn't the best I'd had but it was okay. "Jaymie,

you should leave him and find someone better. She never really liked Dave

and he didn't care much for her. I tried my best not to have them in the

same room for too long. She thought he was a jerk and he though she was a

bitch. Dave works as a rep for a company that sells computer

software. Part of his job is to fly to different cities and "dazzle the

clientele" as he would say. He was about to leave on a two week trip, the

longest he'd ever been away. I thought about going with him but I knew

he'd be too busy. I made him promise to call me his first night away. 

 The first night he was gone was on Thursday. We chatted a little

while, talking mostly about the horrible flight he had. He gave the number

to his room and said we would talk again this weekend. After I hung up I

realized that I didn't have anything planned this weekend, so I called

Vicky and she said she would arrange a little "entertainment" for the two

of us. The following evening I decided to call Dave. It wasn't

that I was lonely and I missed him (well, I did miss him), but I had picked

up his mail (did I mention we live separately?) and saw some important

looking letters. The phone rang several times before he picked up. He

sounded distracted and little edgy. He said that I should send the letter

to his office and they'd take care of it. He also said that he was on his

way out to have dinner with his client. We quickly said good-bye and he

hung up. I was a little surprised by this stood there with the

phone to my ear for a second. I was about to hang up went I heard a sound

come from the other end. Dave must have put the receiver down on cradle

wrong because we were still connected. Then I heard something that sounded

like giggling. A woman giggling. 

"Oh Davy, don't be so tense," said the female voice. 

"You're right. Why worry when she's all the way back home. Now get

over here." I heard the sounds of two people kissing. After about

a minute I hear some moaning and sighing. I just stared at the receiver in

disgust and slammed it into the phone. I was angry. How could that son of

a bitch do this? This is it. I don't have to stand for this, I

thought. It's over! I went through the apartment looking for anything

that might belong to him; a pair of running shoes, some shirts, a

toothbrush, a couple books and some other thing. I threw them all into a

plastic trash bag and left it by the door. I sat down on the couch and

felt like crying. I called up Vicky and told her what had just

happened. "That fucking asshole! I knew he was a creep but I

didn't know how big a creep he is!", she exclaimed. "I know." I

was tearing a little. Not out of sadness but out of anger. "It's over.

I'm breaking up with him when he gets back." "Jaymie you have to

do more than just break up with him. He lied to you. He cheated on you.

Now you have to do something to teach him a lesson." Before I

could ask what she was thinking she asked me if I had a key to get into his

apartment. I said yes. She told me to she's pick me up in a few minutes.

I didn't know what she had in mind. Were we gonna trash the place? No,

that wasn't Vicky's style. In any rate this would be a good time to get my

things out of there before he gets back. We were in his apartment

within 20 minutes. I had brought Dave's trash bag full of stuff and

Vicky had brought with her a bulky black duffle bag. I asked her what that

was for and she told me I'd know in a little bit. When she dropped it on

the floor there was a dull clank. We spent the next several

minutes searching for my belongings and placing them in a shopping bag I

found in the kitchen. It was strange, I didn't feel at all sentimental or

sad about what I was doing. I was still ticked-off about how this happened

but that was all I felt. After we had finished we sat down on the couch.

Vicky had found a bottle of wine in the fridge and proceeded to pour us a

couple glasses. I don't normally drink but this seemed like a good time.

 After a few more glasses of wine and guy bashing, I started to

feel a little horny. Vicky did too. We started to talk about are

experience with other guys. My stories weren't very adventuresome, at

least they weren't comparable to some of the things my friend has done.

Sex in public bathrooms, parked cars, in the shower, threesomes, men and

women at the same time, etc. They way she described her encounters was

turning me on. I could feel my underwear getting wet. She had done things

I've only dreamed of. I told her about how in college I had a few lesbian
encounters with a roommate but that was as far beyond me and a guy in the

bedroom as I had gotten. "Did you like it?" she asked. 

The question took me by surprise. Normally I would have changed the

subject but I had been drinking and didn't think to do so. "Yeah, I liked

it." "Would you ever do it again?" "I don't know. It

was nice and all, but I like cock to much." "Maybe we could do

something to change your mind." I was about to ask her what she

meant by that but she covered my mouth with hers. She sucked my tongue

into her mouth while she gently squeezed one of my breasts. I tried to

resist but I decided to go with the flow. I was horny and needed some

stimulation. Vicky slid down onto the floor and got between my

legs. She said she could smell me already. I pulled up the hem of my

dress and exposed my tiny white cotton panties. She leaned in and gently

kissed my crotch. Shivers went up and down my spine. I helped her remove

my panties and spread my legs a little further to give her better access.

My snatch was very moist and slick at this point. My friend brought her

face all the way down to my cunt and licked the entire length of my slit.

 I gripped the sides of her head and pressed her mouth against my

pussy. I was screaming and writhing all over the sofa. I didn't care that

my best friend was eating me out in my ex-boyfriend's living room. Her

tongue on my clit was the best sensation I'd every had. I didn't want it

to end. Soon I felt an orgasm building. I almost screamed when I finally

came. I laid back on the sofa cushions a few minutes to recover. Once I

came back to reality Vicky took my hand and led me to the bedroom. She

grabbed her bag along the way. "I think Dave needs to suffer a

little," she started. "How do you think he'd feel if he knew you were

fucked by someone else in his own bed?" I thought about it for a

minute and smiled. He'd totally flip out. "What did you have in

mind." My friend went over to Dave's bed and emptied the contents

of her duffle bag. My eyes went wide in shock. There was a vibrator, a

tube of KY jelly, a 12" long double-headed dildo, a folded tripod, a small

carrying case (which held a small video recorder) and a strap-on with and

8" cock. "What's all this for?" She explained the best

way to get back at Dave was to hit him where it hurts. To have sex with

another man would be one thing but to have sex with a *woman*, especially

one he despised, would really take the cake. "Imagine it. Dave's

out there screwing some little cunt out there while he thinks his

girlfriend is sitting idly by the phone waiting for him to call. But if he

were to find out that she and her friend had sex right here in his very

bedroom. And," she added with a sultry tone to her voice, " the friend

made her cum better than he ever could." This plan really got me

going. I'd get my revenge. I was a little unsure about sleeping with my

best girlfriend, but after the tongue lashing she just gave me I was open

to just about anything. "Let's do it!" Vicky proceeded to set up

the tripod and camera. She explained that this wasn't necessarily for Dave

but more for us. I'd never been taped while having sex, but the idea did

appeal to me. After she finished setting up we got undressed. 

"Now what should we do first?" she said while looking at they sex toys she

brought. She picked up the strap on dildo and started to put it on

herself. I'd never used one before but I worked with the straps as best I

could. I was almost giddy at the thought of that monster ramming into me.

It looked a lot bigger and thinker than Dave's. "Usually I need to

but some lubricant on it but I don't think we need to do that tonight," she

said as she ran her hand around my soaking wet pussy. I laid down

on the bed and held my legs wide open. Vicky crawled between them and

positioned her pseudo-cock against my cunt lips. She inserted the tip

inside me to get it wet and proceeded to rub it against my swollen clit.

This drove me crazy! I begged her to stop teasing me and fuck me. She

finally obeying and drove her cock straight into me. She held it there a

few moments so I could get used to the size. Then she started to move her

hip back and forth. Almost taking the cock completely out then ramming it

back in. Obviously she's done this before! I grabbed hold of her firm ass

and pulled her in deeper. "Yeah, take this dick! You like my cock

better than that little shit's don't you? You'd rather cum on this baby

than on his pathetic little thing!" I could only reply with grunts

and groans. This was the hottest and horniest I'd ever been in this bed.

Dave had never fucked me with as much gusto as Vicky was with her

artificial cock. After a few more minutes I told lay Vicky lay

on her back so I could ride on top of her. I slammed my ass down hard on

the fake cock and rode it for all it was worth. Vicky had her hands all

over my tits and ass, squeezing them and fondling them. I leaned down and

kissed her. Our breasts were pressed against each other. It was the most

erotic feeling I've ever experienced. I felt my second orgasm of the

evening come on. My friend grabbed my hips and helped me fuck the dildo

until I came. When it finally hit me I screamed loud enough for the

neighbors to hear me. I could feel cum gushing out of me. I collapsed on

top of her, sweaty and out of breath. "That was amazing," I

panted. "I don't think I've ever cummed like that before." "Glad I

could be there for you," she laughed. "Wanna try it?" "The

strap-on? I don't think I'm ready for that. Yet. But maybe I could do

something else." I moved down the bed and removed the sex toy and

positioned myself between her legs. It had been a very long time since I

had been this close to another girl's pussy. Vicky was already very wet. I

just remembered what I was thinking the first time I ate out another girl:

imagine what you'd like to be done to you then do it to her. So I spread

open my friend's pussy and sucked and licked her clit like she did

mine. I must have been doing something right cause soon Vicky was

moaning out loud and her hips were thrusting up to met my mouth. She

reached over and grabbed the small plastic vibrator and told me to use it

on her. I inserted about an inch into her and then rubbed it against her

clit the same way she did it to me with the strap on. Then I turned it on.

I thought she'd jump right off the bed! Finally I shoved it into her

pussy. I used one hand to pump it in and out of her sweet snatch and

massaged her clit with the other. It wasn't long before she cummed 

 I turned off the vibrator and tossed it aside. Vicky was still in the

after glow of her recent orgasm. We laid there in each other's arms and

kissing. She asked if I was ready for more. Eagerly I said yes. She said

she wanted to try out the double dildo on me. I was only too happy to

agree! I went to the front of the bed and got on my hands and

knees. Vicky pushed the dildo into my drenched pussy. She fucked me with

it for a few minutes and asked me how it felt. I said it felt so fucking

good she should try it. She stopped moving it, leaving a couple inches

inside me. I looked behind me to see that she was kneeling in the same

position as I was, but in the opposite direction, and inserting the other

end of the dildo into her cunt. I was a little awkward at first trying to

fuck each other but we pulled it off. She held one end steady so we

could grind our pussies against the dildo. The sound of our lust-filled

moans was almost deafening. We orgasmed almost simultaneously. Our

screams were enough to shatter glass! We both crumbled onto the bed in one

fleshy heap. I must have momentarily passed out because when I

opened my eyes Vicky was already up and removing the tape from the video
camera. I had forgotten all about it. I slowly got up and removed the

double dildo from my cunt. Vicky held up the tape and asked if I wanted to

look at it. I said yes and put it in the TV/VCR sitting across the room.

My friend rewound the tape will I laid down on my stomach to watch. She

sat behind me as we watched the video we made. Watching myself getting

fucked by my girlfriend was making me hot again. I started grinding my

pelvis against the mattress. Soon I felt something pressing against my

pussy. Vicky had the strap-on on again and wanted to fuck me again. I got

up on my hands and knees so she could do it doggy-style. Vicky and

I had sex a few more times before we showered and left the apartment. The

bed was a total mess and you smell pussy in the air. When it came time for

Dave to fly back I left a message saying that I couldn't pick him up. He

must have been real surprised when he got home. I left him a note saying

that I dumped him for someone else. And I left him an edited copy of the

homemade video, showing Vicky fucking me and shots of me cumming. I bet

this really hurt him cause I never heard from him again. A short

time later Vicki and I moved into a two-bedroom apartment together. We had

separate rooms but we still fucked each other on a regular basis. We even

saw other people. Sometimes my friend would bring her date home and let me

watch through a hole in the wall. But that's another story. THE

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