I think that most of us can relate to the feeling of being cheated on. For some people it brings up feelings of inadequacy as they try to determine what they did wrong and how they failed to please their lover. For others it simply causes anger and the desire for revenge. My case was certainly one of the latter.
Jen and I began dating back in our last year of high school. She was a pretty girl; kind of tomboy-ish and a bit big-boned, but still very sexy. She had gorgeous eyes and a sexy voice, but her best physical feature was, without a doubt, her breasts. They were nice and big, probably a D-cup, and remarkably firm and perky despite their size. Her age surely helped them to fight gravity, but she just seemed to be genetically blessed in that area.
We had been together for a few months before we decided to have sex, both of us offering the other our respective virginity. Our first time was, as most first times are, awkward and anti-climactic. It was physically uncomfortable for her, and I didn't last very long, making it somewhat less than satisfying.
As the months wore on we got better, each of us learning how to please the other and me, of course, learning to last a bit longer. I certainly wouldn't say the sex was fantastic, but it was definitely satisfying. Jen's biggest redeeming quality in the bedroom was that she seemed to truly enjoying giving head. Every time we fucked she would precede it with a blowjob, sucking my dick enthusiastically but never letting me cum in her mouth. Unfortunately she wasn't comfortable with me returning the favor, so it wasn't until after our relationship ended that I finally learned how to please a woman orally.
About a year into the relationship I could sense that she was starting to get bored with me, and the feeling was entirely mutual. We started to spend more time apart from each other, hanging out with different groups of friends. Jen had one friend in particular that she seemed to be spending a lot of time with, a guy whose name escapes me at the moment. In my heart I knew that she was cheating on me. In fact, I even went so far as to accuse her of it at one point. She, of course, denied it, but the feeling that I was right didn't go away. Less than a week later we decided to go our separate ways.
We talked a few times after that, but lost touch for quite a while. I heard through a couple of mutual acquaintances that Jen had, in fact, cheated on me, and that she had started to develop a reputation as a bit of a slut.
It was a couple of years later that we bumped into each other again in a night club. She had shed the tomboy look and now looked very sexy in her short skirt and low-cut top. We talked and flirted for hours until the bar closed for the night, at which time I drove her home. One thing led to another and, not surprisingly, we wound up in bed together. We had both improved our sexual skills, so we were easily able to fuck each other into exhaustion.
The next day we spent a while talking. She told me that she and her roommate were, for a while, bringing home a new guy each weekend, but that she had stopped doing that a while ago. She seemed genuinely interested in giving our relationship a second chance, and I told her that I would be happy to do just that.
Of course, truth be told, I still didn't trust her. In fact, if I were to be perfectly honest with myself, my only motivation in getting back together with her was sex. Oh, and revenge.
For the next couple of months we saw each other at least three times a week, never missing an opportunity to have sex. She hadn't lost her affinity for sucking dick, so I spent a great deal of our time together with my dick in her mouth. I felt bad that I was basically using her for sex, but I remembered what she had done to me and then I didn't feel quite so bad. I wanted revenge, and it practically fell into my lap in the form of Shannon.
Shannon was a pretty little thing that I met through some friends. She was very active and kept herself in phenomenal shape. As soon as I met her I found myself admiring her tight ass and toned thighs, not to mention the look in her eyes; a look that said volumes about her sexuality.
I wound up fucking Shannon later that night on the side of the road on my way to drive her home. During the rest of the drive I found out that she was very uninhibited and enjoyed almost anything to do with sex. When I told her that I was seeing someone she didn't seem to mind at all. In fact, she actually suggested that the three of us get together at the same time. I dropped her off at home and followed her inside where I fucked her again. We talked several times over the next couple of days, and it was Shannon that suggested how I could get my revenge against Jen.
The following Saturday Jen and I had just returned from dinner and a nice evening walk. As soon as we got in the door we wound up kissing and groping each other, making our way into the bedroom. Within minutes we were both naked and Jen was sitting on the edge of the bed, my cock in her mouth as I stood in front of her. I let her suck it for a minute before pushing her back onto the bed and climbing on top of her. I put my cock between her tits and slid it back and forth for a few minutes, then moved up higher to feed her my cock. As I gently fucked her mouth from on top I reached under one of the pillows and grabbed onto the handcuffs I had placed there earlier. Jen didn't notice anything out of the ordinary until she felt the steel close around her right wrist. By the time she realized what was happening I had already cuffed her right wrist to the bed frame and closed the other cuffs around her left. She resisted a bit, but was foolish enough to trust me and allow me to cuff her left wrist to the bed as well, leaving her naked and helpless.
"Stay there," I said. She looked confused as I left the room, but the look of confusion was suddenly combined with fear as I came back in the room with Shannon at my side. She was wearing nothing but a sexy black bra and thong, and as we stood together at the foot of the bed, looking down at Jen, Shannon began stroking my cock.
"This is my new friend Shannon," I said to Jen. "She's agreed to help me pay you back for what you did a couple of years ago."
"What did I do?" Jen asked, innocently.
