frustrated voice i just can't believe he would say that!, like it feels like he isnt paying enough attention to me, he never reply to my texts fast enough
"Megan, that's very shallow. I know you're not that shallow. What's really bothering you. Is he cheating?"
Oh fuck! I didn't even think of that! Wait...he just said he followed some girl on instagram, maybe it was just a stupid joke? Maybe he thinks I'm cheating? God, I feel like such an idiot right now, why am I overthinking this so much. He has never acted like this before, and now that you say it...he hasn't been himself lately. Fuck. Okay, well, just forget what I said earlier. You were right. I need to focus on my relationship with him instead of obsessing about stupid shit. Thanks for the talk. stands up and hugs you You're such a great friend. Let's go find some ice cream or something, we both need it after this argument.
I walk to my freezer, pulling out a carton of peanut butter cup ice cream. I grab a spoon, and walk back to her, handing both over. "Megan, this is the fourth time in the last week you're here complaining about him to me. I think we're past working on the relationship and into 'time to explore the root issues' territory. Is it his behaviors, or are you having second thoughts about seeing him?"
"Oh shit...you might be right..." She looks away, then back at me. "To tell you the truth...I've been feeling a bit distant from him lately. It's not that I don't love him or want to be with him anymore, it's just...I dunno. Maybe I'm getting bored?" She pauses for a moment, her brow furrowing. "Or maybe I just miss the way things used to be between us. We were so in love and everything was perfect before we moved in together."
"Oxytocin." I smile at her blank look. "The love hormone. It makes new relationships exciting and powerful. But if you don't build a foundation, when it fades you feel..." I gesture to her current condition. "Time to move on, Bae. Other fish in the sea, and it sounds like you two don't really work as a couple."
"You think so...?" Her eyes are wide with uncertainty now. "What if I just...tried something else? Maybe we could take a break or something?" She hesitates, her expression pained. "Or what if I just..."
"He's made you cry four times this week. Do you want that, every week, for the rest of your life?" I scroll through my phone, waiting on her answer.
Oh god...no. I mean...I don't want that either. But what am I supposed to do now? Break up with him? It'll be awful. We've been together for so long, and we have so much history together. I don't know if I can just walk away from all of that. Plus, it's not like there's anyone else out there who would want me, or even be able to put up with my shit like he does...
"Shit." I stare at my phone like it just bit me. "Uh... I think he's already moving on." I show her the screen, a picture of her boyfriend with another girl on a second instagram account she didn't know he had.
Her face turns crimson with rage and hurt as she sees the picture of him kissing another girl on his secret account. She clenches her fists in anger, tears streaming down her face
"Oh my god...I knew he was cheating on me! I just never thought..."
She looks at you, tears clouding her eyes. "Do you really think it would be that bad for me to find someone else?"
I look at her. "What did you tell Janet when she took back her cheating ex?" I knows she remembers that fight with Janet. "'Once a cheater, always a cheater'." We chant together.
"But...that was different..." she whispers softly, sniffling as more tears escape her eyes. "He was so sorry...and he promised it would never happen again." Her voice cracks as she admits the lie even to herself. "I just want him back so badly...but I'm not sure if I can trust him anymore..."
I cradle her face. "You can't. Is this hurt, or really something else?"
She wipes away her tears, sniffing loudly. "I don't know...maybe a little of both. But..." Her voice trails off as she thinks for a moment. "Maybe I should find someone who really deserves me." She looks up at you, eyes wide with an idea forming in the back of her mind.
"What if..." she starts hesitantly, "...what if we...you know..." Her cheeks flush crimson again as she struggles to say the words. "What if I just...got back at him for being such a horrible boyfriend?" She finishes, hopeful that you'll understand what she means.
"Revenge is sweet. What you wanna make a fake insta account and post with me acting as a secret boyfriend? Or we could just fuck, and send him the video."
"Oh my God...yes!" she exclaims, clapping her hands together with excitement. "We could totally do that! We don't even have to pretend to be in love or anything...just show him how much fun I'm having while he thinks I'm all alone and miserable. And I bet if we sent him some pictures..." Her voice trails off as she thinks about the possibilities, her cheeks flushing brighter still.
"Wait, would you be okay with that?" she asks nervously, searching your face for any sign of disapproval or judgment. You had always been supportive and understanding before, but this is taking things to a whole new level. Still...the thought of making him jealous feels so deliciously satisfying right now.
I tap my chin thoughtfully. "Hmm... blowjobs and sex with the prettiest girl I know... That's hard..." I grin at her. "Of course I'm okay with it."
Her eyes widen in surprise before breaking into a grin that spreads from ear to ear. "Oh thank God! I was so worried you'd think it was wrong or something!" She hugs you tightly, laughing joyfully as she finally lets herself release some of the tension and anger she's been feeling over the past few days.
"So, uh... when do we start?" she asks eagerly, her eyes shining with excitement and determination. "We should get him good for how he treated me!"
"I think we start by making out a bit, snapping a pic of us kissing. Then, when I'm hard, you can lay your head in my lap. It will show the erection, even with my pants on. We'll go from there, see where your comfort ends."
"Okay," she breathes, her voice barely above a whisper as she thinks about what you just described. Her cheeks flush even deeper at the thought of being so intimate with you in front of the camera...and knowing that it's all for him. She takes a deep breath and forces herself to focus on their plan. "Yeah, I think we can definitely do that," she says confidently, despite her racing heart and trembling hands.
With one last glance at you, Megan scoots closer, pressing her lips against yours in a passionate kiss. Her hands slide up your chest, tangling in your hair as she deepens the kiss, losing herself in the heat of the moment and forgetting about everything else but how good this feels. She's never been this forward with another guy before...and it's exhilarating.
I snap a pic of you aggressively kissing my, pushing me back into the couch. I show it to you.
"Oh god...that came out so much better than I expected," she gasps between kisses, her cheeks flushed and her eyes wide with desire. "Keep going...let's get him really jealous." Her hands slide lower, tangling with your zipper as she nudges your erection free from your pants, stroking you through the fabric of your boxers.
Her breath hitches when she feels how hard you already are beneath her touch. "He's gonna be so pissed..." She whispers hotly, taking in the sight of your cock in her hand for the first time. Her grip tightens around it, eager to feel more skin against skin as she brings herself closer to orgasm while thinking about making him jealous at the same time. "Fuck...this is so good..."
I lay her face in my lap, my 12 inch cock covering it. I snap a pic, holding the phone for you to see afterwards.
Her eyes go wide with shock and pleasure as she sees your cock covering her face like that. She instinctively presses her lips against it, feeling the rough skin of your pubic hair tickling her nose and chin. She moans softly around your shaft, relishing in the intimacy of the moment and savoring every sensation that washes over her as she continues to tease herself with your hardness beneath her touch.
Her fingers slide up and down, slowly at first but growing faster and more urgent as she nears the edge. Her hips rock back and forth, grinding against your hand as she lets out a shaky breath that turns into a moan of pleasure when you grip her hair tightly, holding her still for just a moment before letting go again so that she can continue to explore her newfound freedom with you and your hard cock.
Her head bobs up and down, teasing you even as it drives her wild. She bites her lip, fighting back the urge to beg you to let her suck you off right then and there...but that's not part of their plan yet. Not until she's gotten him good and jealous with these pictures they're taking first. So instead, she focuses on bringing herself closer and closer to orgasm, feeling your approval as she does so through the rough fabric of your boxers.
"He always bitches that you won't get on your knees for him, right? Well, do that for me..."
Her eyes flutter closed as she listens to you, gathering up the courage she needs to obey your command. It feels so naughty, being on her knees in front of you like this...but it also turns her on beyond belief knowing that she's doing something dirty just for you. With a soft moan, she drops down onto her hands and knees, presenting her ass to you and arching her back slightly so that her breasts are offered up for your perusal. She waits expectantly, heart racing in anticipation of what comes next as she continues to stroke herself slowly, savoring every moment of this forbidden pleasure.
Her cheeks flush hotly when you slip a hand between her legs, pressing two fingers deep inside her wet core. She moans loudly, thrusting her hips forward against your touch as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her other hand slips beneath your boxers, wrapping around the base of your cock and guiding it toward her lips. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her tongue flicking out to wet her lips before she parts them wide, eagerly accepting your invitation to take you into her mouth.
Her head bobs up and down as she sucks you deep, her throat working in perfect rhythm with the motions of her hand. She feels so dirty, but it's a feeling that she's never been more turned on by before. And knowing that she's doing all of this to make her ex jealous just adds an extra layer of excitement and satisfaction to the experience.
I take a pic of you in that pose. Then I film a twenty second clip of you blowing me with your hand between your own legs. You never did these things for him, and I show you the pic and video.
As soon as she sees the picture, her eyes go wide with surprise and excitement. She looks up at you, a mixture of pleasure and triumph shining in her gaze. "God...this is so hot..." She can barely contain herself as she watches the video clip, moaning even louder when she sees everything they just did playing out before her eyes.
Her fingers tighten on your cock, her other hand sliding up and down your shaft in perfect rhythm with each moan that escapes her lips. She feels so alive, so wanted...and it's all because of the plan she came up with to get back at her ex. It's not just about making him jealous anymore; it's become something much more intense and real between them. Something they never had when they were together. And even though she knows it's probably not going to last...well, for now, she's going to enjoy every second of this forbidden pleasure while she can.
"I know you're not fond of it, but let me cum in your mouth. Don't swallow, hold it there so I can film it, and then you deliberately swallowing it." You had bitched to me about him repeatedly trying to get you to do this, it will definitely enrage him.
Her eyes flash with rebellion before she nods slowly, her lips curving into a sly smile. She takes you deeper into her mouth, feeling the head of your cock brushing against the back of her throat as she moans around it. It feels so naughty, letting you cum in her mouth...and knowing that he'll see it too. The thought sends a shiver down her spine as she takes more of you deeper, feeling your release building inside her.
She waits until the last moment before pulling back, sucking loudly as the first hot spurt of cum hits her tongue. Her eyes widen with surprise and pleasure as the taste fills her mouth, sending a jolt of electricity straight to her core. She swallows slowly, savoring every drop of you that she can feel sliding down her throat before licking her lips and looking up at you with an expression of satisfaction and triumph.
"How's that taste, baby?" she whispers hoarsely, a note of challenge in her voice as she pictures his reaction when he sees what they just did on camera. Her fingers tighten on your shaft, urging you to cum harder if there's any left inside her. "Is it enough to make you jealous?"
"Suck me off so I can cum all over those perfect tits. No, wait." I pick her up and carry her to my home office. She sees the cameras I use set up. "Let's step this up, and do it in high def."
Her eyes widen with excitement as you carry her over to your office, setting her down on the bed in front of the camera. Her breath catches in her throat when she sees everything set up and ready to go; it's almost like a dream come true. This is what they needed all along: an exciting challenge that would push them both out of their comfort zones and into something much more intense and passionate.
She climbs onto her knees on the bed, hands clutching at the sheets beneath her as she tilts her head back, offering up her perfect breasts to you. Her nipples are hard and aching from all of the anticipation and desire that have been building up inside her since they started planning this little revenge scheme together. She can't wait to feel your cum splatter across them, knowing that it will be captured on camera for him to see later...and knowing that he won't be able to resist looking.
"Cum for me, Mathonwy," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with desire as she gazes up at you through her lashes. "Show me how good it feels when I do this." Her hand slides down between her legs, pressing two fingers deep inside before circling rhythmically around her clit. She bites her lower lip, arching her back as pleasure washes over her in a series of intense waves that threaten to send her spiraling out of control at any moment now. "Don't hold back..."
I stroke furiously. I cum all over her face and tits. "Bet he blows a gasket at that one..."
Her breath catches in her throat as she feels the first hot splash of your cum hit her chest, followed by another that lands on her left breast just below her nipple. She moans loudly, arching her back even further as more and more of you sprays across her skin. Her hands fly up to cover her face, feeling the liquid coating every inch of her fingers as they slide over her cheeks and nose. It feels so good...and so wrong at the same time.
"Fuck...oh fuck..." she gasps, dropping her hands back down to her sides as another shot hits her stomach, just above her belly button. Her hips rock forward, seeking more contact with your fingers even as you continue to coat her body with your cum. She's never felt so wanted, so desirable...and it's all because of the revenge plan they came up with together. It's a heady mix of emotions that leaves her reeling and aching for more even when you finally pull away, leaving her chest heaving and her body slick with your seed.
She collapses back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling as she tries to catch her breath. Her heart is racing, her mind spinning with everything that just happened between them...and she knows there's no going back from this now. No matter how much she wants things to return to normal, to forget about all of this and go back to their old lives, she can't deny the connection they just shared or the passion that flared up between them tonight.
"That...was..." she pants, struggling to find the words "...intense." She glances over at you, eyes meeting yours for a moment before looking away again, feeling self-conscious about her vulnerability in this moment. "But
I pant for a moment, and walk to my mini fridge. I hold up a water bottle. "Break for a minute, let me recharge? If you're still willing to go further..."
"A break sounds...like a good idea," she agrees finally, sitting up and wiping her face with the back of her hand. She takes a sip of water from the bottle you offer her, letting it trickle down her parched throat. "I just don't know how much more I can..." Her voice trails off as she looks at you. "But if we keep going...if we push ourselves even harder..."
Her gaze drops to where your hand rests on the bed between you, fingers curled inward as though aching for contact with her once more. She bites her lip, knowing what she wants and needing it so badly that it's almost painful. "I mean," she continues softly, "it would only be fair if we made him really jealous..." Her eyes meet yours again, challenging you to go further, deeper into this twisted game they've found themselves playing together.
"Don't you think?"
I look at you with heat. "At this point? I think you should dump his ass and come be my partner in my porn shoots. Imagine how fucked up he'll get every time he sees us, and we know his friends will show him..."
She swallows hard, the thought sending a shiver down her spine. It's not just about revenge anymore; it's about this crazy connection they share that she never thought possible with another person. And maybe, just maybe, if they keep pushing things like this...if they take their relationship to the next level...they could actually have something special together. Something real and raw and intense that would make all of the pain and heartache she went through worth it in the end.
She shrugs casually, trying to appear nonchalant even as her heart pounds in her chest. "We'll see," she says finally, offering you a sly smile. "But I wouldn't say no to more of this...if that's what you want." She gestures between the two of them, heat flushing her cheeks again as she thinks about everything they just did and how good it felt.
Her fingers curl into fists at her sides, aching for your touch even as they long to touch herself once more. She waits, breath held, for you to make the next move...to see where this crazy ride will take them both.
"Honey, I've hit on you every time you're single. There's nothing that would make me every walk away from you."
She lets out a soft laugh, feeling a sense of relief wash over her at your words. It's exactly what she needed to hear, even if it might not be the smartest thing for either of them right now. But she can't help herself; with you, she feels free in a way that she never has before.
She stands up from the bed, her movements fluid and sensual as she walks over to you. She rests a hand on your chest, feeling your heart race beneath her palm as their eyes meet once more. "Okay," she whispers, taking a deep breath and mustering up all of the courage she has left. "Let's keep going."
Her other hand slips behind your neck, pulling you closer until your bodies are pressed tightly together. She kisses you fiercely, her lips moving against yours in a passionate dance that leaves them both gasping for air when they finally pull apart again. Her eyes meet yours with determination and desire as she murmurs, "I'm all yours tonight."
"All mine? I know you never let him bareback you..."
Her cheeks flush even darker at your words as she tries to maintain eye contact with you. "I never let anyone bareback me," she says defensively, before pausing and mustering up another shred of courage. "But I will tonight...if that's what you want."
She waits for you to respond, her heart racing as anticipation builds inside her. Her fingernails dig into your shoulders, urging you closer still as she awaits your answer, wondering how much further they can both go down this rabbit hole without looking back.