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Chapter one

"Come on, Sandra! We've been dating for six months now. How much longer do I have to wait?"

"You'll wait as long as I say you'll wait. If you love me, it should make any difference at all to you."

"It doesn't. I just think having sex will take us to an even deeper level, you know?"

"You don't honestly expect me to fall for that one do you?"

"Fall for what? It's true, Sandra!"

"You just want to fuck me, Tanner. And we will fuck soon enough, when I'm ready. But don't start turning it into some cheesy line."

"I'm seventeen already. I'm still a virgin! Everyone else I know has already done it. What's the big deal?"

"I'm seventeen, and I'm a virgin too. Big deal. All it means is we have better reasons for doing it than following the crowd. Don't you think I get horny too once in a while? But I'm smart enough to know that sex isn't some magic cure for all of life's problems."

"Sure would be nice though."

This was how our conversations went. We never really got mad at each other—we were in love and everything—but it sure was frustrating. Sandra had a smokin' hot body and a beautiful face. She had a sexy mind too, and a great personality. I loved her. I respected her, but she was right, I madly wanted to fuck her sweet little figure for all it was worth. She wouldn't do it though. She had standards that didn't include fucking "just because everyone else was doing it". She was waiting for the "perfect moment" to perform the "perfect act" with her "perfect man". I was just waiting for permission.

The furthest we'd ever gone was me rubbing my cock across her lips one night in the basement during a hot make-out session. I was begging her to give me head, and she almost did it too. Her lips were just parting and I could feel her hot breath on my cock, but all of the sudden her little sister came home. Not only did she come home, she bounded straight down the stairs where I was lying on the couch with my pants around my ankles with her sister on her knees in front of me, her tits hanging out across my thighs.

She'd caught us. There was no denying what we'd been up to. I was yanking my pants up when she got to the bottom of the stairs, and Sandra was buttoning her shirt. Jessica stopped at the bottom of the stairs, stared at us with wide eyes, and then grinned evilly.

"What have we here?"

"Fuck off, Jessica! Get the hell out of here! Can't you leave us alone for fifteen minutes?"

I wasn't sure if she'd got a glimpse of my cock or not. I think she had. She was blushing, in spite of her cocky facade. She turned around and went back upstairs, tsk-tsk-tsking at her sister.

That ended the closest encounter I'd had to any actual sex with Sandra. It was even harder to convince her to do anything beyond kissing and feeling up after that.

Chapter Two

Sandra's relationship with Jessica was rocky at best. They were exactly nine months apart, to the day. Sandra was born on October 20th, and Jessica was born July 20th the next year. The joke was that their dad had fucked their mom on the way home from the hospital after delivering Sandra. It was an exaggeration, but not by much.

I was eye-witness to these fights of theirs many times, and I just sat back and cringed as they tore into each other mercilessly, like they were the direst of enemies.

"You're a fucking bitch, Sandra. You always have to have your way, just because you're older! It's not fair! I hate you!"

"And you're an annoying little brat who doesn't know how to do her own laundry so you fuckin' steal my clothes. I wish you would die or something."

Whoa! That was harsh.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you? Then you'd have dad and mom all to yourself like the spoiled little princess you are. Why don't you go fuck your boyfriend or something, like the whore that you are? It might get that stick out of your ass and do you some good!"

"At least I have a boyfriend. Why don't you go masturbate all by yourself as usual, you pathetic little bitch! Go hump the rolled-up towel. It's the closest thing you'll ever have to a man in your life!"

"Fuck you! I hate you!"

Jessica stormed out and slammed the door behind her. Sandra had finally got to her by humiliating her in front of me. Ouch.

"That was harsh, babe," I said.

"She started it."

Sandra fumed away to her bedroom, and was in no mood for my daily onslaught of sexual advances when I joined her. I just left.

I found Jessica sitting on a park bench across the street, still fuming mad.

"You okay?" I said to her, trying my best to be friendly.

"What the hell difference does it make to you?"

"Just wondering. Sorry."

"Just leave me alone!"

"I know you're embarrassed, Jess, but don't worry. I'm not gonna say nothing to anybody. I'm not like that. Sandra was just mad. She didn't mean any of that shit."

"Fuck you! What do you know? You don't gotta live with her. Her and her fucking 'You're an annoying little brat who doesn't even know how to do her own laundry!'"

Her impression of her sister was actually quiet good. I had to suppress a smile.

"I hate her, and you can't talk me out of it. She's a total cunt!"

I wouldn't know, I thought to myself, somewhat bitterly. I'd never even seen her cunt, let alone touch it, or actually fuck it.

"I know she cares about you," I said, "or you wouldn't be able to make her as mad as she gets. Lots of people are bitches to her, but she just ignores them 'cause they ain't worth a spit. Know what I mean?"

"Whatever!"

There was an awkward silence.

"So I guess you guys are all finished fucking now. I can go back in the house again."

"We weren't fucking, Jess. We haven't even gone all the way yet actually. Sandra's not as much of a whore as you think she is. In fact, I kinda wish she was more like that. I wouldn't mind to finally get laid."

Jessica shot me a look of unmasked surprise. She had apparently assumed we'd been fucking like rabbits or something. I nodded at her sadly.

"Yeah, it's pathetic, isn't it? We're almost eighteen and we've been dating for six months, and we've still barely touched each other."

"She's touched you. I know that much."

"I guess, yeah, that one time. I can't believe we even got that far. She must have been drunk or something that day."

"So what, she's like a total prude or something?"

"No, she's very sexy. She just doesn't act on it I guess."

"She's a cunt!"

"Nah. She's not. And I don't believe the things she says about you either. I know you're not as bad as she makes you out to be."

Jessica said nothing.

"Anyway, I gotta go. See ya later."

Chapter Three

It was early one Friday night that I got another call about a fight they were in. Sandra was crying.

"God, I hate her. We can't go out now, Tanner, because the little bitch didn't do her chores all week, and somehow I get blamed for it. God, I hate this family! It's so unfair."

Damn! I was so looking forward to seeing her. Things had been progressing further lately and I thought maybe tonight would be the night. I'd been getting signals to that effect anyway. She'd been stroking my cock gently in my parents' car as I dropped her off.

"Soon. Very soon, okay?"

"Okay," I said.

That was Wednesday night. Now it was Friday and she wouldn't even be allowed to come out. Double damn! Damn Jessica, and damn her parents! I could have gotten laid finally!

"We had the biggest fight ever," Sandra went on, "and I actually ripped up one of her favourite shirts. It was a mean thing to do, but I don't even care anymore. I'm beyond hating her now. She swears she's gonna get me back, but I'd like to see her fuckin' try it. If she touches any of my stuff, she's fuckin' dead!"

"This is shitty, Sandra! I really wanted to see you tonight."

"I really wanted to see you too. I'll call you later, okay?"

"Alright. I love you. Bye."

My phone rang an hour later. I muted the movie I was watching on TV and said hello.

"Tanner, it's Sandra."

"Yeah, I know. What's up?"

"How soon can you get down here?"

"I don't know, like 20 minutes. Why?"

"Well, you gotta get down here in the next 20 minutes, cause Jessica's gone out until 9:30, and I think maybe tonight's the night, if you know what I mean."

"Are you fucking serious, babe?"

"If you can get down here quick enough, I'm all yours."

And she hung up, just like that. Oh my God did I ever get ready fast. I was finally going to get laid! I was out the door in two minutes and at her house inside eight minutes. I didn't even knock. I just went inside.

"Sandra?"

"Up here, baby. Come and get me!"

Her voice echoed through the house and I launched up the stairs like a rocket, bounding up the steps by threes.

Her bedroom door was closed and the lights were out. The hallway light was out too for some reason. Maybe they'd smashed it in the fight they'd had.

I went into the bedroom and I smelled her immediately. Her perfume was unmistakable. I'd bought it for her myself. She smelled insanely sexy in it.

"Over here, Tanner. I'm naked. Get undressed. Hurry."

I got undressed fast, stripping of my clothes in layers. Within seconds I was bare naked except for my socks.

"Come here," she said, in a low whisper that could not mask her arousal. She could see me in the light of a streetlight that beamed in through the window. I was naked and erect, and breathing heavy with excitement. I could just barely see her. I saw her hair, and the sheet that covered her. That was all. I went to her and got under the covers with her.

"Come on," she said. "Let's do this fast. I want to be devirginized by the time my sister gets home."

"I thought you were all about making this special and meaningful when we finally did it."

"I don't care anymore. I'm so mad I could kill her. You know what she told me? She told me I was a prude for not fucking you already and that she would do it herself and show you what a real woman was like. Fuckin' bitch!"

"So that convinced you?"

"Well, no, not entirely. It's everything. I just don't even want to talk about it anymore. We don't have time. Just do me."

She lie down on the bed and spread her legs, pulling me on top of her. She didn't even kiss me. She just grabbed my cock and smeared it across her slippery wet slit, searching for her hole. I was shaking like a scared little kid, but more excited than I'd ever been. Even her external parts felt wonderful!

"There... Push forward."

I did. It slid inside her slightly and she cringed. She still had her cherry.

"Are you sure you want to do this now, Sandra. I really want to, but I think you're just mad at Jessica and your parents, and you want to get back at them or something. I don't think we should be doing this."

Her heated wetness called me forward, and the squirming of her pelvis dug me deeper inside her. I don't know if I could have stopped if I wanted to at that point. She was hot sexy little minx and she was freely giving herself to me.

"You've been bugging me to fuck you for six months and now you're going all noble on me?"

I had to admit, the feel of her hot slippery sheathe around the end of my cock was very nice.

"Hurry up," she said. "It's 9:10 already!"

I pressed forward. She shuddered, tensing at the pain a bit, but then forced herself to relax.

"I love you, Sanda. I love you so much."

"Less talkie, more fuckie," she said.

"You're nuts, girl. I've been trying to do this for six months and you've been holding back the whole time. Now all of the sudden you get in a fight with your sister and it's suddenly a race or something."

"Yeah? Well, I win!" she said, and then bucked her pelvis upward, busting her cherry and capturing my cock inside her to half its length. We both gasped and then froze still for a moment, nearly having respective heart attacks, me from pleasure, her from pain.

"Ooh, shit! That one hurt!" she said.

"Ah, god..."

The sudden feeling of sliding inside her moist little womanhood for the first time was a brief snatch of ecstasy I'll never forget. That one little thrust she made sealed us together as lovers. I was suddenly inside her.

She pulled back, trembling and panting with shaky breath. Her hands grabbed my ass and pulled at me.

"Oh, fuck! It's in. It's really in! I can feel it!" she said.

I could feel it too. It was heavenly -- snug and hot and slippery and squeezing me from all sides. I gave her a few thrusts and the next thing we knew I was all the way in. Her legs dropped wide open and she lay there quietly as I began fucking her. She did not respond much. She simply held my waist and let me stroke in and out of her wounded little pussy until the pleasure overwhelmed me. I thrust down into her as far as I could go and began pumping out my first ever orgasm inside of a woman. I cried out and she gasped quietly.

"Fuck!" she whispered. "You weren't supposed to come inside me."

I was still in my ecstasy and the comment did register for a half a minute.

"What do you mean? Why not? You're on the pill."

"Yeah, I know. I just... I hope it works."

"Don't worry. It'll work."

"You done now?" she asked, rather coldly.

"Yeah. I guess so. Are you?"

"Yeah."

"I love you, Sandra. Kiss me."

She gave me a hesitant peck on the lips and then pushed me off of her. My cock slid out and hung down onto her sheets with a droopy bow of triumph.

She had pushed me away though. First she had wanted to fuck me so badly, now she seemed to want as far away as I could get. Had I done something wrong?

"It's 9:20 already. Jessica could be back any minute. You'd better go."

"How was it for you?" I asked as I got myself dressed again in the dark of her bedroom. The light wouldn't turn on when I flicked the switch.

"It was okay. It really does hurt as much as they say it does. Rip, then stretch, then burn. Damn! I'm bleeding all over the sheets too. Fuck!"

"You didn't seem to mind too much. You're a brave girl."

"You gotta go, Tanner. Please! I'll get killed if she catches you here."

"Alright. I'll call you later, okay?"

"Listen," she said. "One thing. It's gonna sound weird, I know. But let's not talk about this for a few days, okay? Don't even mention it. If this was a mistake I don't want to be reminded about it until I've had a few days to think about it, okay?"

"Um, yeah, I guess so. But I was kinda hoping now that we've done this, it would be a regular thing."

"I'm gonna need a few days to heal. That's all."

"Okay. I won't mention it."

"Not a word, until I bring it up, okay?"

"Not a word. I love you."

It was simultaneously the strangest and most wonderful experience of my life. I'd had a deliriously good time, but she seemed to be so upset about the whole thing. I think maybe she realized that she'd done it for the wrong reasons, and now she was feeling bad about it. Maybe I shouldn't have done it, but it was wonderful nevertheless.

I walked out of there on cloud nine. Her pussy had been more beautiful than I'd ever imagined.

Chapter Four

Sandra and I went a week without discussing it. The only thing she mentioned was how I was so much more affectionate, hardly pawing and half-raping her like I usually do.

"What can I say? I love you!" I replied.

"I don't know what change has come over you since last week, but I'm really liking it. I feel respected. I feel genuinely loved."

"I should hope so. I really do genuinely love you, Sandra."

"Keep it up boy, and you'll find yourself getting a lot more action than you're used to."

"I hope so," I said, and kissed her tenderly on the side of her neck.

A couple of days later she came over to my house with a duffle bag. I'd told her my parents were gone for the evening and that she could come see me over there if she wanted, but I wasn't expecting her to be staying the night. This was beautiful! More sex! With no time limits this time, either.

I took her up to my room, and kissed her for the longest time. She kissed me back and just stood there hugging me.

"I'm ready," she said. "I'm finally ready to go further."

"That's wonderful. You won't regret it."

Moments later we were naked on the bed, in the dark once again. I laid her down and kissed her all over her sweet supple body. She kissed me back from underneath and I positioned myself between her legs.

"You okay?" I asked. I knew it wouldn't hurt as much as it did the last time, but it wouldn't be a cakewalk either.

"Yeah. Go ahead."

"I love you, Sandra."

"I love you too, Tanner."

I slid myself down between her slippery little lips and pressed myself into her. The entrance was blocked.

"Ow! Easy! That's my cherry you're battering there."

"Your cherry?" I thought I'd broken through it the weekend before.

"Yeah. Go easy. Gentle."

"Um, okay..."

Perhaps it was ripped the first time, but not destroyed. Maybe it had healed a bit or something. I had no idea how those things worked.

I thrust again. Nope. It was still there, and it was as intact as ever. I could tell by her reaction. She was as virginal as the first time I'd fucked her. It was like it had never even happened.

"What's going on?" I said, confused.

"Don't worry. It's just hurting. It's my first time. It's normal."

What the fuck!?

"Your first time?"

"Of course it's my first time. Why do you sound so surprised? You know I haven't been with anybody else."

"I know, I just- I'm confused."

I was too. Hadn't I fucked her and popped her cherry the week before? Had I imagined it? She'd told me not to mention it to her. Had she forgotten it too? Maybe she was trying to pretend like it never happened, to make a fresh start and do it the right way.

That didn't explain how her cherry was restored though. I may be dumb, but even I know shit like that doesn't happen. Once you're popped, it's gone forever.

"Aren't you gonna fuck me?" she said, swirling her pelvis gently against mine. "I know it's not gonna be pleasant, but I really want to do this."

"Yeah, okay," I said, and I thrust forward, hard and long, ripping through her cherry vigorously again, just to be sure it was really there. It was. She screamed and tensed against me.

"Ah, god! I said take it easy, Tanner!"

I was buried half way inside her again, and now I felt something else strange. She wasn't as tight as she'd been the week before. She was tight, snug and comfortable, but she wasn't squeezing-tight, like she'd been the last time.

Suddenly it dawned on me. It hadn't been Sandra I'd fucked at all the week before. It was Jessica!

I stroked in and out of Sandra, in ecstasy and agony at the same time. What the hell had happened! (Oh god, this feels nice!) How the hell had I fucked Jessica! (She's so hot inside! Oh my god! And so slippery sweet!) Am I that stupid that I didn't even notice!? (Damn, she's moving with me! Fuck that's hot!) It had to have been Jessica! The fight they'd had, the vow of revenge, the strange way she was acting -- it all made sense now! (Oh, god, her pussy feels nice! It's all around me! It's wonderful! I'm gonna come!)

"Oh, god, Tanner! I love you! I feel so close to you right now!"

What the hell was I gonna do? If Sandra found out she'd never forgive me! That sneaky little bitch! And that comment she made about hoping the pill worked! My god! She's not even on the pill at all! Shit!

Suddenly I was coming inside Sandra. She held me tight as I tensed up and poured it forth.

"Oh, yes! Give it to me! Do it!"

Fuck! I loved Sandra so much! How could I have been so blind!? What if I lost her now because of it?

Our first sex together was completed, but Jessica had robbed me of something wonderful: my first time had not been with the woman I loved. I would get that bitch back, and good.

Chapter Five

I waited for a night when I knew Sandra would be out and I called her house.

"Hey, Sandra!" I said to Jessica, "My parents are away again. I've got the whole night, free to do as I please. You want me to come over, hot stuff?"

"Of course," she said, in her best Sandra imitation. I knew she'd play along.

"I'll be right over. Be waiting in the bedroom in the dark again."

"I wouldn't have it any other way," she said.

She was actually gonna try to fuck me again, completely snaking her sister without batting an eyelash. Man, she really did hate her guts.

"It's all set guys," I said. "She's gonna be waiting for us in bed, naked and ready to fuck."

"Wait a minute," my buddy Jeff said. "How do we decide who gets her first?"

Twenty minutes later we were on the way, grinning from ear-to-ear over our diabolical little scheme. We went in the back door and crept up to Sandra's room.

"Okay, wait out here, you guys, until I call you."

I went into the bedroom and got undressed without saying a word. I went straight to the bed and found Jessica lying there, under the covers, naked again.

"I love you so much, Sandra."

"I love you too, baby."

Sandra always called me babe.

"I'm gonna stick my cock in your mouth and you're gonna suck it, okay, babe? I don't want to hear any arguments, or complaints. And when I come, you're gonna swallow it all."

"Um, alright..."

She sounded nervous but was apparently determined to play along.

I stepped up to the bedside, twisted her head to face me and pressed my cock to her lips. Her mouth opened and I slid myself into warm wet ecstasy inside. She just let me put it in her mouth however. She apparently had no idea what she was supposed to be doing.

"Close your mouth around it. Suck on it. Move your head back and forth. Get your teeth out of the way. Suck on it. Yeah, move your tongue too. Yeah, like that..."

She was giving me head all of the sudden, clumsy and faltering, but head nevertheless. I pumped my cock to the back of her throat a few times, making her gag. She pushed me away, but didn't pull off me. I just stood there fucking her mouth like I owned her, and she kept on sucking and bobbing in response. She got better and better at it very quickly, and within five minutes I was flooding her mouth with my come. Still she didn't let go. I pumped it all out into her, growling and grunting and gasping as she sucked and slurped at me, feeling me throb within her mouth as the sex fluid spurted out of me.

She swallowed it all. I grinned, feeling dizzy. Now for phase two.

"I'll be right back. Wait here with your legs open and don't ask questions."

I went out of the room and sent my buddy Johhny in a few moments later.

"Don't talk, don't moan, don't even breathe," I told him. "You're about my size, and we're wearing the same cologne, but she's not completely stupid. And don't come inside her! I don't think she's protected."

Johnny high-fived me and went in. Moments later there we heard Jessica moaning from in the bedroom. He was fucking her slow and deep and she was apparently loving it. His dick was a little larger than mine, but not enough for a semi-virgin to be able to tell the difference. She had a cock in her and that's all she knew.

About ten minutes later Johnny came out, sweating and grinning. I went back in.

"Sorry, I thought I heard Jessica come home. I just wanted to check. How you doing, girl?"

"I'm fantastic. You were wonderful, Tanner."

"It gets even better. Just let me go get a drink and I'll go for round two, okay?"

"Get me one too."

I went out, and this time I sent my buddy Kevin in with a drink for her, and a twitching erection. He was also the same build as me and wearing the same cologne. His hair was blonde though, but I don't think she'd notice in the dark.

He fucked her for only five minutes. We heard the bed squeaking and bumping, and we heard their flesh slapping together, rhythmically, and we heard her moaning like a whore once again. This time I think she actually came. I wasn't sure though. She sure made a hell of a lot of noise all of the sudden.

"You're cock feels like it's getting bigger!" she panted. "Oh, my god it feels good! Ooh, right there! Yes!"

He came a few minutes later and ducked out before she had a chance to question him about anything. I went back in a reassured her, and finally sent my buddy Jeff in. By the time he was done, Jessica had fucked three different guys and had given a fourth one head. I believe Jeff made her come as well, but once again, I can't be sure. She may have been faking it, trying to put on a show for me. (She thought it was me anyway.)

Jeff came out, all sweaty and panting.

"Damn, she's a hot fuck, even with sloppy thirds!"

(Jeff had lost the draw we'd had earlier.)

Now it was time for the big reveal. She had humiliated me and now I would get her back, telling her I knew the whole story and would destroy her life if she ever told Sandra about what had happened. I would go into the bedroom with a flashlight and expose her for the liar she was. Then I'd call my three friends in and tell her the final truth.

"Wait here, guys. When you hear the cue, come on in. I'm gonna fuck her one last time first."

I walked in the door flashlight in hand, ready to strike the final blow.

"Three times, Tanner! You were absolutely wonderful," she said. "We've never gone more than once so far."

"I'm glad you liked it," I said. "There's plenty more where that came from."

"Now that we've started doing this, I kinda like that you're taking us to new levels. It's very sexy. I actually came a couple of times. It was fucking fantastic."

I got in bed with her and gave her the last fucking of the night. She was sloppy and slurping wet as I fucked her, but she still felt good and tight, and her moves were indeed fantastic. I lasted a good ten minutes, having already come in her mouth. When it was finally time to come, I pulled out, jumped up beside her, and came in her face, jerking and spewing my goop out all over her. She turned her head to receive it, like the little whore that she apparently was, and I almost laughed as I coated her with my mess. I could see my come shining on her cheeks in the dim light of the bedroom. She was a mess. It was time to expose the truth.

I flicked the flashlight on and shined it into her face.

"So, now we know the truth, bitch. What kind of slut you really uh-

I stopped cold. Oh my fucking God! It really was Sandra!

"Bitch? Slut?" she said. "Take it easy, Tanner. I don't mind you being assertive, but you don't have to be abusive."

"No!" I said, turning her face to me to make sure I wasn't imagining it. "Fuck! No!"

"What's wrong?"

"It's you!"

"Of course it's me, who would it be? Jessica called me and told me to come home early and be waiting for you in bed. She was surprisingly nice for some reason, you know, the way she gets when she's feeling guilty about something? She told me she would leave us two alone and stay over at her friend's. So we have the place to ourselves all night, just you and me. You can fuck me over and over again until your cock drops off if you want. You've waited long enough, my beautiful sexy man!"

The guys were waiting outside! I jumped off the bed.

"Wait here!" I said. "Don't move. I'll be right back!"

"Tanner! What the hell?"

But she didn't follow me.

I told the guys the big prank was cancelled and to sneak out as quietly as they could, not to mention this to a soul. I would explain the rest later.

They got their clothes back on and left. I stood outside Sandra's bedroom door in shock. What the hell had I done!? Three different guys had just fucked my girlfriend in one night! Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! What the hell was I going to do!?

"Tanner," Sandra called coyly from inside the bedroom. "I'm ready for more."

I'd made a whore of the woman I loved! Fuck! How could I ever face her if she found out? What was I going to-

"How'd it go, Tanner?" Jessica said from behind me. I hadn't even heard her come in. "Did they all enjoy fucking your woman?"

I spun around, not caring in the slightest that I was bare-assed naked.

"Oh, my god! You fucking little bitch!"

"Here's a little tip for you: When you're planning to gang rape your girlfriend's little sister, make sure you hang up the phone right when before discussing it with your buddies."

"You fucking bitch!" I said, fuming mad and terrified at the same time.

"Let's just say we're even, okay. I know I fucked you two over, but considering what you were planning to do to me, I say it's a fair trade. You've made your bed, now lie in it."

She turned to walk away, but turned in the doorway. She looked me up and down, stopping to stare at my semi-erect cock for a moment.

"And by the way, if it doesn't happen to work out between you two after all this, I'll be happy to take her place. You've got such a hot body, a whore like her really doesn't deserve you."

"Tanner, my pussy is waiting for your big hard cock, baby!" Sandra said from the other room.

Jessica cocked her head as if to say "See?" and then she walked out. I could have killed her right then, but it soon dawned on me that she was right. What I had planned to do to her was terrible, and I deserved to have it backfire on me.

I went in and lay down beside Sandra. A few minutes later I broke down crying and I couldn't even tell her why. I lied and told her it was because I loved her so much, but she had four different loads on her and the whole room stank like nasty sex. I don't think she believed me. I wasn't sure if I believed it anymore. I gave her a towel to wipe herself up. The next thing I knew, she was going down on me again. It felt beautiful, in spite of my inner agony. By the end of it I was smiling again. I felt the ecstasy of coming into her hot slippery beautifully bobbing suction, and all seemed right with the world. She was not a whore. She had not done all that knowingly. She loved me to pieces and I still loved her.

"Sandra, my love."

She swallowed my load down and dropped down to tongue my balls.

"Yes, my hot sexy man?"

"I love you with all my heart, babe."

"That's wonderful, dear. But fuck me once more, baby. I can't even think straight until I get another cock in me."

She was insatiable from that day on, needing at least one good hard fucking a day, and a sweet spewing load in her mouth. Perhaps Jessica had actually done me a favour.