I was devastated when my boyfriend, Brad, broke up with me. I loved him and thought he loved me. We knew each other so well and had great fun together. There was nothing I wouldn't do to please him. But just like that he told me he wasn't sure he loved me anymore. He broke it off so suddenly and moved on, but I was still hung up on him.
The first time I saw Brad after we broke up was at a party. My eyes brightened when I saw him enter the house, but my heart sank when I noticed he was with another girl. They walked arm and arm, and I realized she must be his new girlfriend.
It certainly didn't take Brad long to get over me and find another girl. As the night went on I became drunker and more jealous. Brad barely paid any attention to me, and seemed very into his new lover. I decided I was going to get back at him. If he didn't want me, I knew lots of his friends would. I would make Brad jealous by fucking his friends.
I settled on Sean, one of Brad's best friends. He was handsome and sexy, and before I started dating Brad I was interested in Sean. I knew he was attracted to me; now it was just a question of getting him.
I walked up to Sean and said, "Can I talk to you? Alone upstairs?"
Sean sensed that I was bothered by Brad and his new girlfriend, so he agreed. I took his hand and led him up the stairs, casting a glance over my shoulder to see if Brad had noticed us. He was looking at us, but immediately shifted his gaze.
Once inside a bedroom, Sean said, "Kristin, I guess it must be tough for you to see Brad with Jacqui."
I sat down next to him on the bed and replied casually, "No, not really. He can have that slut if he wants her. Actually, now that Brad and I have broken up and he has a new girlfriend, I was hoping that maybe you and I could ... could start something up."
Sean looked at me with a combination of guilt and interest. "I don't know. Brad is one of my best friends."
I would not be denied. I wanted to get Brad jealous, and I was now also hot to get fucked by his friend. I had not had sex since Brad broke up with me, and the alcohol and itching between my legs prompted me on. I sidled closer to Sean and rubbed his thigh.
"Don't worry about that. He's the one who broke up with me, and I want you. I want you so bad," I cooed. I then pressed my lips to his and kissed him. After a moment of hesitation, Sean kissed me back.
We made out for awhile, each of us breathing hard with desire. I then pulled my face back and smiled sexily at Sean. He watched me with wide eyes as I slowly took off my blouse and then bra.
Sean admired my pert little tits for a moment, then reached up and caressed them. I sighed with lust as his fingers kneaded my firm flesh. I arched my chest and moaned when he began to gently squeeze my spiking nipples.
Abruptly Sean dropped his hands. "I don't know if I can do this," he stammered.
My body was burning with need. "You can. Don't worry about Brad. Tonight I'm yours," I pleaded. I pushed him onto his back on the bed and before he could react I was unbuckling his pants. I had never acted so brazenly before, but I was so drunk and pissed off at Brad and it had been a long time since I last had sex.
I freed Sean's cock and moaned at the sight of his big, hard erection. I was easy in college and had sex with lots of guys, but the last two years had been spent exclusively with Brad. I had forgotten how exciting it was to be with a new man. And Sean's cock was bigger than Brad's, a nice thick seven inches. I ducked my head down and began to suck on his throbbing manhood.
"Oh, God," Sean muttered as my lips rode up and down his hard shaft.
"Mmmm," I moaned, my mouth salivating around his thick meat.
I used to suck off Brad often when we first started dating. I like giving head; it's so kinky and erotic. But gradually he seemed less interested in getting blown. And having sex, too. Maybe I should have realized then that things weren't going as well as I had thought.
But things were going well now with Sean. His cock throbbed hotly between my suckling lips, and my pussy seeped with arousal. My eyes hazy with lust, I gazed up at Sean while my mouth bobbed slowly up and down his meaty shaft. He peered down hotly at me, and I knew he was as turned on as I was.
I slurped on Sean's swollen organ for a few minutes, then decided it was time to have him inside me. I gave his engorged cockhead a saucy lick, then sat up. I peeled off my soaked panties and hiked up my skirt, exposing my furry wet cunt.
"Fuck me, please," I whispered.
Sean pulled me on top of his lap and I moaned when his stiff manhood rubbed against my oozing slit. I reached between our legs and gripped his turgid rod. I jerked on it slowly, then pressed the spongy knob to my slick gash. I sat down on his hard dick and let out a sigh of delight as my hungry cunt was filled with his thickness.
"Oh, so good," I whimpered as my pussy sheath contracted around Sean's hard prong. I squirmed on his lap, enjoying the feel of his shaft pulsating deep inside my churning cunt. I then began to ride the full length of his bloated column of cockmeat, my firm ass smacking against his pelvis each time I became fully impaled.
Sean breathed hard as I bounced up and down on his hardness. He thrust up into me while he rubbed my heaving little chest and gently pinched my throbbing nipples. My entire body shook with desire as my new lover thrilled me.
It was a passionate and frenzied fuck. We did like each other and were friends, but at that moment we were just crazed, primal animals. I writhed atop Sean's muscular body, my frothing crotch humping against his as he drove his thick spike hard and deep into my clasping pussy.
A mighty orgasm began to rumble deep inside my very core. I pounded down harder on Sean's fleshy pole and collapsed on top of him as I came. I bit down on his throat while my cunt spasmed uncontrollably around his plunging member.
While my pussy creamed over and over, Sean groaned into my ear, "Kristin, are you on the pill?"
I could tell from the way his cock throbbed inside my fucksleeve that he was close to cumming. I had stayed on the pill after Brad and I had broken up, as I liked the way it regulated my periods. I was even more glad at that moment that I had stayed on it, as I desperately wanted to feel Sean shoot inside me.
"Yes," I moaned. "Cum inside me. Fill me with your hot cum." I squealed with rapture when I felt Sean's thick cock balloon inside my cunt and erupt. My pussy clamped down around his flexing organ as he spewed load after load of creamy sperm into my receptive box.
My own orgasm was heightened as Sean's cum splashed against my back wall. When we finally came down from our climaxes, I smiled weakly at Sean and kissed him. He kissed me back tenderly, and we both giggled when his softening cock sloshed out of my soupy hole.
"Thanks. I needed that," I purred as I stroked Sean's wet, rubbery dick. I did need to cum, but fucking Sean also made me feel attractive. My ego had taken a blow seeing Brad with Jacqui, and now I felt better about myself. I was also looking forward to seeing his expression when he saw me and Sean come back downstairs together.
We each got dressed, and I knew Brad would have to figure out that Sean and I had fooled around. He had an angry red hickey on his neck, and I had that just-fucked look, rumpled hair and flushed skin. We walked down the stairs, and I saw Brad looking at us. He seemed a bit upset, but again went back to talking with Jacqui.
How callous he seemed. I was his recent ex-girlfriend and had obviously just gotten fucked by one of his best friends. Yet he still paid no attention to me. I did two more shots of tequila, then flirted openly with Jim, another of Brad's friends. I then asked him to come upstairs with me. I made a little bit of a scene as we left, acting quite seductive, and I was sure Brad saw us.
I had the same trouble convincing Jim to fuck me as I did with Sean. But soon enough he was pounding away into my voracious cunt. His cock slid easily on the slick film of Sean's cum, and he soon shot his own load inside me. I had fucked two different guys in thirty minutes, something I thought I would never be able to do. But the way Brad made me feel I was capable of anything.
Jim and I got dressed, but I left my bra and panties in the bedroom. I wanted to feel free and uninhibited. I fastened only one button on my blouse, showing lots of breast, and sauntered back downstairs with Jim. The guys at the party looked at me with keen interest now, and it excited me. I also liked the smooth feel of my bare pussy beneath my skirt and the obscene knowledge that I was almost naked in a room of men. Cum dripping out of my well-fucked cunt and rolling down my thighs, I smiled sexily as guys came up to me. I was on fire, more wanton than ever before in my life.
Brad frowned when he saw me, but again resumed ignoring me. I did some more shots, then resolved to really get back at my insensitive ex-boyfriend. My head reeling from alcohol and my body aching for more action, I approached a group of guys.
"Hey," I giggled. "I'm kind of bored here. Will you guys entertain me upstairs?"
One of the studs looked at me and smiled, "What do you have in mind?"
I flashed him a seductive grin and replied huskily, "Come to the bedroom upstairs and you'll find out." I then turned and went to the stairs. I lifted my skirt up a bit and exposed my firm, bare ass, and heard the guys hoot with delight. I then went into the bedroom, stripped, and lay down on the bed.
I waited a few anxious minutes, wondering what I was doing. This wasn't at all like me. I was inviting a gangbang with a bunch of men I hardly knew. I was acting like a complete slut, and I loved it. And I knew this would really hurt Brad.
I heard the guys outside the door deliberating.
"Do you think Kristin means it? She's usually so sweet."