I sat in my car and I cried my eyes out. My high school sweetheart, the only guy I had ever been with for the past five years, had just told me that he had cheated on me.
I put up with so many things in our relationship. There were all those nights of helping him with his homework. Many, many days of driving him back and forth to class because he could never afford a car. I helped him out with his student loans and books, even though I had my own loan and books to pay for. On more than one occasion, I was cleaning up puke off of the bathroom floor because he had too much to drink. I even bailed his ass out of jail because he decided to pull a stupid prank on our crosstown rivals. (I won’t even go into that story. It still makes me furious!)
He was a horrible lover until I taught him how to treat a woman. I put up with endless nights of him demanding I give him a blow job, and then complaining afterward that I wouldn’t let him cum on my face. He didn’t know what foreplay was and spent a whopping five to ten seconds of grabbing my boobs before he wanted to fuck. Oh yeah, I was totally turned on. *Rolls eyes*. The first time he went down on me, he complained about it and even said my thighs looked fatter from that angle and refused to lick me. So very, very romantic.
He hid me from his family for years and I didn’t get to meet them until they showed up at our dorm room one morning. They knocked on the door while we were sleeping and he jumped out of bed and ran around the room trying to hide all my things before opening the door. He actually pleaded with me to hide under the bed. When I refused, he reluctantly opened the door. I tried my best to be as nice as possible but they are hardcore Christians and they freaked out when they found out their little boy was sleeping with a girl before he married her. His mother called me a “harlot”. Nice to meet you too, bitch! Johnny never defended me and insisted I walk home by myself that day.
I could go on and on for hours on all the ways that I sacrificed for him. But I stayed right by his side through it all, thick and thin, good and bad, wrong and right, because I loved him with all my heart…and I thought he loved me too.
Unfortunately, he didn’t love me enough to keep his dick out of some skanky slut that was at a party he went to. Coincidentally that night, I was working and couldn’t join him. He didn’t love me enough to be a man and tell me about his indiscretion and apologize. I found out from someone that was in my study group, who heard it from his girlfriend, whose sister was at the same party. Apparently, everyone was downstairs drinking and listening to music while my Johnny was upstairs fucking some ugly whore. Apparently the whore was a loud screamer.
My Johnny didn’t even admit that he fucked her to the people at the party, even though they had just heard the two screaming and moaning upstairs just two minutes before. When the others at the party asked if anything happened upstairs, the slut readily admitted they had just fucked. When a few people expressed their doubts, the stupid bitch turned around, pulled up her skirt and showed the group Johnny’s cum stains on the back of her panties. Johnny finally admitted he was involved.
Classy move Johnny. Very, very classy.
We had a huge fight when I confronted him about it. He lied for three hours as we continued to argue. I finally showed him the picture the girl at the party had sent me. Thank you Steve Jobs for coming out with a phone with a camera on it. The girl at the party was smart enough to take a picture of the slut showing off the cum stains. My stupid, idiotic boyfriend was standing next to the sluts ass, pointing with pride at what he had just left on her.
Needless to say, Johnny should be smarter than to try and argue with someone that just graduated at the top of her class and was hired by a Fortune 500 company because they didn’t want me, I mean her, to go to any other firm after graduating.
So intellectually smart…and yet I was the one sitting in an empty parking lot, in the dark, listening to the pouring rain, crying my eyes out because I had spent so many years trying to love someone that was beneath me and didn’t deserve my love.
And then my phone rang.
“Baby, I’m sorry,” Johnny said. “It was a mistake. I love you and I want to make this right somehow. You don’t deserve to be treated this way.”
My heart was calloused to his pleas and no words came to my lips.
“I don’t like being without you Andrea. Please? Is there anything I can do to fix this?”
Suddenly, something inside me clicked. I sat there, my head down, listening to the rain fall and hit the roof of my car. I looked up slowly.
“You must pay,” I finally said.
“I’ll do anything. I accept whatever punishment you want to give me,” the cheater replied.
“Anything?”
“Andrea, I love you and I will accept anything you want to do to punish me.”
“You remember those words in one hour. Be at the apartment then, or you’ll find your shit on the lawn,” I replied sternly.
“I promise I’ll be there. Thank you, Andrea. Thank you so much.”
You won’t be thanking me in an hour, Johnny.
After a few stops at a few stores, a few phone calls, and a quick change in the back seat of the car, I pulled into the driveway. The lights were on inside the apartment and I was glad that he actually showed up. It was my time now. There was no way I was going to spend one more minute being a victim. I was going to show him how much pain he has put me through over the past few years. I was going to make this night painful enough that he would never forget what he did to me.
Walking into the front door of our apartment, I noticed the car that pulled into the driveway behind me, but I didn’t turn around to look. I already knew who it was. I left the front door wide open.
Sitting on the couch, playing video games, was Johnny. He rushed as quickly as humanly possible to turn off the game.
“Hi baby. I feel so bad about what happened,” he said as he fumbled with the controllers. He stood up and turned and pointed to my dining room table. “I made you a little dinner.”
I looked over and the kitchen table was fully set with silverware and glasses. Pizza slices were positioned perfectly on the finest plates I had the cupboard.
Too little, too late, you cheating piece of shit.
Looking back slowly at Johnny, I heard footsteps behind me. I slowly unbuttoned the buttons on my raincoat and pulled the jacket over my shoulders. My visitor, right on queue, removed the jacket with his strong hands and I could see out of the side of my eye that he hung it on the coat rack as the door slammed shut behind him.
Underneath my coat, I wore a very see through, very sexy, very tight black mini that barely covered my ass. I was wearing a black v-string underneath and no bra. On my feet I wore black high heels that have straps that criss-cross up my ankle and tie on the back of my calf. They are very sexy shoes and I even wore them to Johnny’s birthday party, not that he would remember.
As soon as the coat came off, I could feel my nipples getting very hard.
Johnny had an extremely confused look on his face. I walked over to Johnny slowly, my visitor following closely behind.
“Johnny, I want you to meet a friend of mine. This is Markus. He will be helping me punish you,” I said calmly.
Johnny looked even more confused.
“Do you love me?” I asked.
“Yes, but why are you dressed like that and why is he here?” Johnny asked.
“And earlier, you said you would do anything to make amends, correct?”
“Well, yes but-” Johnny answered. He started to shift in his seat.
I interrupted him, “Well tonight you are going to prove how much you love me. We’re going to play a little game. And my friend Markus is going to help us.”
“What kind of game?” Johnny asked, hesitantly.
“One you will not enjoy,” I said quickly.
Let me pause here and tell you a little about Markus. Markus is 6’2” and he has strong, broad shoulders. He has black hair and currently wears a beard. I’ve seen him with his shirt off before and the man has a great six pack. I think he was born somewhere in Europe, but we never really discussed it.
He was wearing a white button-down shirt, black slacks, and a black blazer. He looked so delicious as he stood in my living room. He could have easily been a model or an actor if his heart wasn’t so determined to serve the public.
We met in a biology class. He wanted to become an Oncologist I was working to receive my nursing degree. There were many times that Markus asked me out during the course of the year, but I always remained loyal to Johnny. We did go out in a group once and had drinks and danced a little, but it was nothing more than that.
Markus had just sent me a text just two minutes before Johnny called as I sat in that cold, dark, parking lot. He asked me if I wanted to have drinks. As soon as I finished my call with Johnny, I replied to Markus and said I wanted much more than a drink. You see…Markus confided something to me once, and I knew it would be needed that night.
Johnny sat up off the couch, leaning forward as I walked over to the chair across from him. I could feel his eyes on me as I sat down and crossed my legs.
I spoke softly and clearly as I stared into his eyes, and sat with my back straight, making my beautiful full breasts stand out as much as possible. My long brunette hair had naturally parted around my breasts, showcasing them.
“Here are the rules to the game. Number one, you must do everything I do. If you fail, we are through. Number two, you cannot complain or object. If you do, you can move your shit out tonight. Will you show me how much you love me Johnny? Do you accept the rules?”
Johnny sat back, the look of confusion still covering his face. “What do you mean I have to do what you do?”
“Are you going to follow the rules? Yes, or no?” I snapped back.
After a long pause, Johnny finally answered. “Yes.”
“Good,” I replied as I turned toward Markus and reached out my hand for him. He held my hand and walked toward me. My hands quickly found his belt buckle and I quickly had his belt open and his pants undone and his zipper down. I let his pants fall to the floor around his ankles. I started to massage his long, thick cock over his boxers and I could feel it growing quickly.
I started to slide his boxers down over his ass and let those fall around his ankles as well. His thick cock fell out of his boxers and bounced in mid-air as Markus moved to the side. I took that hot, growing cock into my hand and looked over at Johnny.
“Did that little slut at the party suck your dick like this?”
I slowly slid my tongue under Markus’ cock and while I stared Johnny in the eyes, I put the tip of Markus’ warm, soft tip in my mouth and swirled my tongue all around the tip of his delicious cock until I heard Markus moan. I turned my head, and looked up at Markus and slowly started to take him deeper and deeper into my mouth. As I did, he became harder and harder. I sucked on him long and slow, being sure to let that tip tap the back of my throat once or twice. I finally let that massive cock slip through my lips and I started to stroke him with my hand as I looked over at Johnny who was seething.
“It’s not easy to know your girlfriend is with another man, is it? Just like it wasn’t easy to know that little slut sucked on your cock.”
Now was the time to reveal Markus’ secret.
“But now, it is your turn,” I said.
“For what?” Johnny replied.
“To do as I do,”
The light bulb went on. In an instant, he realized Markus was bi.
“I’m not sucking his dick!” Johnny said loudly.
“Then get your shit and go!” I screamed as I stood and leaned forward, pointing to the bedroom.
Markus slid out of his shoes and socks, and let all his clothes stay in a pile next to me. He walked over to Johnny, and stood in front of him, slowly stroking his cock.
I looked in Johnny’s lap. “I can see you’re getting hard. You know you want to suck on him just like I did.”
“Fuck you,” Johnny shot back.
I took in a deep breath. “You don’t seem to understand. You, fucking me, is not part of the game. You have a choice, suck on Markus’ cock or go pack your shit and Markus and I will enjoy the rest of the night together!”
It was true, I wanted him to have a choice. I seriously thought of handcuffing Johnny and letting Markus have his way with him, but I knew it has to be Johnny’s choice to comply.
“Suck his cock or lose me forever. That is the game,” I said.
Johnny shook his head. He sat there, looking at the floor, looking at me, looking at anything but the big dick that was only six inches from his face.
“You won’t break up with me if I do this?” he asked.
“Not tonight,” I replied tersely. I knew in my heart I would end up dating Markus but I wanted Johnny to pay for what he did to me. If that meant staying with him another month or two to make him pay, I would do that.
He grabbed Markus’ cock with one hand, closed his eyes tight, licked his lips and then put that big, beautiful cock into his mouth. He slowly started to take that cock in and out of his mouth and he started to suck on it.
I slowly sat back down as I watched. At first, it wasn’t very sexy. Johnny had his eyes closed very tight and you could see the disgust on his face the first few minutes, but then he relaxed, and he realized that having a hot cock in your mouth is enjoyable, and he started to suck on it the way I would suck on him.
Suddenly, it became insanely sexy to watch my 6’, 210 pound, ex high school football player, working on his car on the weekends, motorcycle riding, hunting, fishing boyfriend suck on another mans cock.
I started to massage my right breast and play with my nipple.
Markus closed his eyes and breathed in deeply through his nose. He placed his hand on the back of Johnny’s head and then turned and looked at me.
“You’re boyfriend may be new at this,” Markus paused to breathe, “but he’s good at it.”
Johnny suddenly stopped. He didn’t want to be good at sucking cock. He looked down as he slowly wiped the saliva from his lips.
“My turn again,” I said softly. I stood up and slowly pulled my panties down over my hips and I let my panties drop to the floor, not realizing my panties were still hooked over my right ankle. I pulled up the bottom of my mini, sat down, and I quickly spread my legs wide, lifting and draping each leg over the arms of my chair. My panties hung off of my right ankle. I decided to leave them there because they looked sexy.
I was fully exposed and I didn’t care one bit. I was proud to show myself to Markus. Markus was only the second man to ever see my pussy and he was about to be the first man to taste me.
As I adjusted myself and got comfortable, Markus knelt down in front of me. My pussy was facing a little bit to Johnny’s right. I wanted him to be able to see every lick and kiss.
Markus started very slowly, kissing my inner thighs as his big hands rubbed my calves softly. His kisses moved closer and closer to my wet pussy. I felt his hands wrap tightly around my dangling ankles as his warm lips kissed my pussy lips directly over my clit. He wasn’t trying to confine me, he just wanted to feel my legs twitch as his lips teased my clit. I stared at Johnny as I moaned when Markus’ warm tongue slid between my pussy lips and up and over my clit.
“Oh God…” escaped from lips as he did it again.
I arched my back and shifted my hips forward as Markus’ tongue swirled deeper into my pussy. I wanted to hop off the chair and sit on that glorious tongue and bounce and grind into it until I came, but I was stuck in that chair. Thankfully.
Markus definitely knew what he was doing between a woman’s legs and I could tell he absolutely was going to stay down there until I was satisfied. He reached up and grabbed my left breast and massaged it as he continued to lick me. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into me.
I looked straight at Johnny, “Why didn’t you ever do this to me? This is fucking amaz…,” I said, right before Markus started to suck on my clit. I couldn’t even finish my sentence because the awesome sensation just made me moan.
“How does it feel…to have a real man’s tongue…in your girlfriend?” I finally managed to say breathlessly.
Johnny sat there, with his hand gripping his cock over his pants. I knew he was hard and I knew he loved watching. I found enough fucking porn on MY computer over the last year to know that he loved to watch.
“Pull out your cock and let me watch you stroke it,” I demanded. “Stroke it while I cum on his tongue.”
I grabbed the back of Markus’ head with one hand, put my other hand down on the seat of the chair, and bucked my hips and ground my clit into that gorgeous mans face until I felt my orgasm build.
I was a women possessed with lust. I couldn’t have stopped if I wanted to, and knowing that Johnny was watching just made everything more intense.
Markus reached under me and held my ass as I slid my clit back and forth over his warm, wet tongue. I stared at Johnny as long as I could and then I closed my eyes tight and waited for my orgasm to crash into me.
My legs twitched violently when my orgasm hit, knocking me off balance and back into the chair. My legs continued to shake and twitch and Markus licked and sucked on my clit. When he buried his tongue into me, it only prolonged my orgasm. I could feel myself clenching down around that long tongue.
It was the most intense orgasm of my life to that point and I didn’t care who heard me. I yelled and moaned loudly, enjoying a freedom I had never had before.
My legs were still twitching as I whimpered, “Your turn.”
Markus scrambled on his hands and knees over to the couch and before Johnny had any time to react, Markus had Johnny’s cock in his mouth and he started sucking on him. It happened so fast Johnny didn’t even have time to let go of his own shaft. He finally pulled his hand out and just stared at Markus sucking on him.
Finally, he just stared at my pussy. I could see the confusion and I loved it. He knew it felt good to have a man suck on him, but he was too afraid to enjoy it, so he had to stare at my pussy to make it OK.
I, on the other hand, enjoyed watching two big, strong, muscular men suck on each others cocks. I enjoyed it so much I started to play with my pussy again as Markus sucked on Johnny. I was soaking wet within seconds as I watched the gorgeous man who just licked me until I came now suck on my boyfriend. I don’t know if it was the act of them doing it that I found so erotic, or the fact that Johnny was doing something that totally went against everything he believed in, but I fucking loved it.
I continued to rub my clit as my orgasm continued to build…
“Do you want to cum in Markus’ mouth, baby?”
“No.”
…and build…
“Does it feel good to have his hot lips wrapped around your cock?”
“No.”
…and build…
“I want my cum and your cum to mix in Markus’ mouth.”
“No.”
…and build…
“I want…”
I couldn’t even think anymore. Watching Markus’ head bob up and down in Johnny’s lap was too much. Knowing Johnny was having Markus suck on him even though he didn’t even want to be in the same room, and knowing he was doing it to prove his love to me was too much.
I shoved two fingers into myself and fucked my soaking wet pussy as hard and as fast as I could.
Within seconds, I exploded. My toes curled, my breathing stopped, and my ears began to ring. I pulled my fingers out and rubbed my clit hard and fast as gasped for breath in between my loud moans.
As soon as I could think I said, “Markus, come fuck me.” There was desperation in my voice. I needed a cock deep inside me and I needed it now.
Markus wiped off his mouth as he pulled off his shirt. He crawled on his knees back over to me, his rock hard cock at attention as he neared. He grabbed my legs and put my calves on his shoulders, and then he put a little spit in his hand and made the tip of his cock wet. Even though, while on his knees his cock lined up perfectly with my pussy, He still stood up and then leaned forward, holding himself up with his muscular arms. He moved those sexy hips left and right and placed the tip of that hard cock in between my pussy lips. Then, with one hard, deep, aggressive thrust, he was all the way inside me.
I gasped as my fingernails dig into his arms.
This was heaven. That massive cock fit me perfectly and filled me in an instant. I stretched further than I ever had before, and I had Markus deeper inside of me than Johnny had every been.
“Wait! Wait.” I begged, allowing my body to adjust to this massive cock in between my legs. Markus didn’t listen. He slowly pulled himself all the way out, and then slammed back into me. Once his long shaft was covered in my juices, he started a mind blowing rhythm, pulling almost all the way out and slamming back into me, over, and over, and over again.
“You’re so fucking big!” I moaned.
I didn’t moan, I sort of…grunted as this massive cock impaled me repeatedly. He was so massive and knew how to thrust with those hips. I could see my toes as my legs rested on his shoulders and even in this awkward position where my legs were nearly bent all the way back onto my chest, I could still see my toes were curled.
I looked down between the small gap between my legs and I could see that massive cock sliding in and out of me with such force that I quickly lost all thought. I could only feel at that moment. I felt intimacy and a real connection with a man. I felt euphoria and a lust I’d never felt before. I felt pleasure mixed with some pain from his massive size.
I pulled his face to mine and tried to kiss this gorgeous man but his lips only bounced over mine as he thrust in deep and hard.
Then I remembered Johnny. I looked over and he was still sitting there with his cock in his hands, slowly stroking himself.
“How does it feel…to know your girlfriend…is cheating on you…right in front of your face?” I asked as Markus systematically rammed me.
Johnny just sat there, watching and stroking.
“Do you want this hot pussy?” I asked as I stared into his eyes.
“Yes.”
“Do you want this hot, used, stretched pussy?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want your cum in my dirty pussy?”
“Yes.”
Thinking of having Markus and Johnny’s cum in me at the same time was again, too much. That shaft penetrated me deep, two more times and then I came hard and coated that hot cock with my cum. I grasped at Markus, trying to grab onto him and pull him into me. He never even slowed down a little. He just keep shoving that massive cock into me over and over and over.
I never, ever, ever had multiple orgasms with Johnny.
My orgasm finally subsided enough to where I could think again. I pulled Markus to me and whispered in his ear. He finally let my pussy have a rest and he slowed down and then stopped inside of me. He finally pulled himself out and gently lowered my legs. I repositioned myself and put my legs over the arms again, trying my best to catch my breath.
“Your turn,” I finally managed to get out, “come fuck this pussy.”
Johnny was relieved…momentarily.
He nearly lunged over to me, and as he did, he shed the rest of his clothes. He put his cock into me and slid it in.
I have to be honest here, he isn’t as big as Markus, and while I could feel him inside me, there was no comparison. I fought back any urge to moan. I wanted him to know Markus was bigger.
Johnny slid himself all the way into me and pumped slowly.
I looked at him and asked, “If you want to keep fucking this pussy, you have to take his cock.”
Johnny pulled out. He sat back and tried to comprehend what I just asked.
“What do you mean?”
“If you are going to be in me, he gets to be in you,” I said matter of fact.
“How?” he asked. Staring at me with a worried look on his face.
Markus tapped him on the shoulder and then showed him the bottle that was in his hands.
Anal lube.
“If I want to fuck your pussy, I have to let him fuck my ass?” Johnny asked.
“At the same time,” I replied. “Or, you can get your shit and move out since you obviously don’t love me.” It was my last attempt to make him pay.
Johnny climbed up on me and slid himself into me.
Johnny looked down on me. “This is bullshit. You know I love you but I will do anything for!”
Markus was putting lube on Johnny’s asshole.
“Anything for you.” Johnny finally said as he got used to the feeling of Markus’ finger on his ass.
“Fuck me hard,” I said. I just wanted him to stay hard for what was about to come next. He pumped into me furiously and I again fought any moan or whimper. “Stop.” I finally said.
Johnny obeyed, and I saw Markus’ fingers wrap over Johnny’s shoulder.
Fuck. That is a sexy look as you look up under your man.
I reached down and did my best to pull Johnny’s ass cheeks as far apart as I could. Johnny put his head down on my shoulder. As Markus put his cock onto Johnny’s asshole and started to push, it made Johnny’s cock wiggle inside of me.
“Relax,” Markus suggested.
I waited for it. I waited for that moment when the tip of Markus’ cock would slide into Johnny’s ass. I think all three of us were waiting in suspense. I slowly felt Johnny’s ass cheeks relax, and he let out a moan and his whole body flinched above me as the tip of Markus’ cock slid in. I let go of his ass and leaned back into the chair. My legs and body started to writhe as I imagined Markus sliding deeper and deeper into Johnny’s ass. I could feel the pressure Markus used to shove himself into Johnny as the weight of both of them would press onto my hips.
Insanity. It was such a turn on that my appetite for this was insatiable.
Markus started to thrust in and out of Johnny. Johnny moaned and grunted loudly, right into my ear. With every thrust from Markus, Johnny’s cock would slide me. Every time Markus pulled out, Johnny would slide out. Within a few moments, we had all found our rhythm. I held onto Johnny tight against me so I could watch Markus thrust. He is so sexy to watch. It was like watching a professional dancer or professional athlete. His six pack would tighten and release with each thrust.
I wanted to cum again. I was so sweaty and sore and uncomfortable and I wanted to cum again. It was the only thing in the world I wanted.
“Fuck him hard Markus. Fuck my boyfriend hard. Make me cum.”
I don’t care if it was selfish. He had to pay.
Markus moved his hands from Johnny’s shoulders to his waist and started to thrust deep and hard, just like he was fucking me. Johnny’s grunts grew longer and more intense the more he was fucked. His cock slammed deeper and deeper into me the harder Markus slammed into his ass.
“Fill his ass with your cum.” I screamed to be heard over Johnny’s moans. Markus really started to slam in hard and I felt my orgasm building. I was just waiting for my new lover. Johnny started to yell for the last few thrusts and tried to reach back and slow Markus down. Markus was focused, watching his cock slam into Johnny’s ass. He started to slow and I knew what was coming. I wiggled under the both of them.
A few more deep thrusts and both men let out yells. One to communicate his pleasure, one to communicate his pain. As soon as I knew Markus was shooting his hot cum into Johnny’s ass, I came violently.
I couldn’t hear, or breathe, or move. I only felt an overwhelming wave of pleasure. I was drowning in orgasmic bliss.
I finally gasped and shoved both men off of me in one push. I continued to gasp for breath, trying to prevent myself from passing out. It was the hottest fucking thing I had ever been involved in and the orgasm was beyond intense.
When I pushed them off, Markus had fallen backwards and sat on the floor, leaning back on his arms. Johnny crawled back over to the couch and collapsed with his chest on the seat, his ass still in the air. When I finally looked up, I could see Markus’ cum slowly oozing out of Johnny’s ass.
Markus and I gasped and tried our best to collect ourselves. I then reached out for his hand. He struggled to stand and then he walked over to me and helped me stand as well. Markus gathered his clothes as I attempted to straighten mind. We walked back to the door slowly. We were exhausted and my legs were still weak from all the orgasms. Johnny turned over and sat down, and then quickly stood again. His ass was way too sore yet for sitting.
Markus took my coat from the coat rack and helped me put it on. As Markus buttoned his shirt, I looked at myself in the hallway mirror and did my best to straighten my hair and makeup. Once Markus had his shoes on, we turned and headed for the door.
“Where are you going?” Johnny asked. His voice sounded like that of a small boy.
“Out,” I replied.
“But you said you weren’t going to leave me if I…did that,” he said sheepishly.
“I didn’t lie. I’m not leaving you,” I said as I walked toward him, putting my hands on his shoulders, “but I didn’t say I wouldn’t fuck other men while I was with you.”
I kissed him on the lips.
“Don’t wait up, Markus will be fucking me all night tonight.”
I walked back to the door and Markus opened it as I approached. I turned and waved and Johnny. He stood there, not sure what to do. His pants were still on the floor, and his tiny dick still hanging out.
“See you in the morning,” I said as I existed.
I felt so alive and so empowered.
Markus took me to a very expensive restaurant that night. We both smelled of sex and I loved it. I even took off my coat halfway through dinner and let all the men around me look at my breasts. It was the most erotic dinner ever. I did have to sit with my legs crossed all night. I forgot my panties back at the apartment.
My new lover, Markus, did fuck me all night that night. I was sore for two weeks afterward and thought of him every time my poor pussy lips came in contact with anything.
That was five years ago. I am writing all of this to you because I know you are currently engaged to marry Johnny. I’m sure you won’t believe my words which is why I have included a picture Markus took while he was fucking Johnny in the ass. I’ve also included a little wedding gift for you. It’s a strap on you can wear to fuck Johnny as well.
You see, ever since that night, Johnny begged me, quite often, to let Markus fuck him again but I never let him. I continued to have sex with Markus, sometimes right in front of Johnny, but I never let the two men touch each other again. Markus didn’t care as we often went on sexual adventures together, without Johnny, and we have had threesomes and moresomes of many male and female combinations. But Johnny was never allowed.
I promise that I don’t write this out of spite. I’ve long ago gotten over the hurt that Johnny caused that prompted the events of that night. I actually hope the best for him, which is why I write this letter to you. Hopefully you can give him joy and fulfill his life…by fucking him in the ass.
Peace, Love, and Harmony,
Andrea Quick
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