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Her Revenge

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by Nate An ex-girlfriend of mine from high school called and said she wanted to visit me. I thought, great, a free piece of ass. But she had a different idea than I did and I was in for the time of my life. I picked Michelle up from the airport late one night and we went back to my apartment. It was late so we went straight to bed and she was wearing the tiniest panties I have ever seen and I had a raging hard-on as I slipped under the covers. She turns over and I press my manhood up against her and start to caress her arms. Then she executes trick #1, she falls asleep. I didn't think much of it, she has a long flight and all, but I could not get back to sleep. So I rolled over and started absentmindedly playing with myself, imagining how it would be like to fuck her when I got the chance. So I'm starting to feel really good, and my cock is rock hard, when she turns over and asks in a curious voice, "are you jerking off, Nate?" She was never asleep, my jaw dropped and my hand froze. Michelle turned over in bed and just looked at me with that look on her face, I knew she was just laughing away inside at me. This was quite a different situation than before when we went out. I was somewhat dominating and always in control, we did what I said when I said, and she was always willing to do whatever I said. Now things were different, and she was loving it. "So, you just couldn't stand it anymore, so you whipped it out and started masturbating huh?" My face was as beat red as my cock, which was still frozen in my hand. "Ohhhhh, poor baby! Got caught jerking off. It's ok, why don't you go ahead and jerk yourself off. C'mon, it's okay." I still couldn't believe what happened and still couldn't move. "Ohh, maybe this will help" and with that she pulled down her panties under the covers and held them up for me, oh God how I wanted to fuck her! She dangled them in my face and brushed them ever so lightly over my enraged cock all while giving my that laughing smile. I had no choice, and ever so slightly I started to masturbate. Up and down, just slightly, almost hoping that she wouldn't see but still wanting to come so badly. "Does that feel good? Does that feel good?" She kept asking me over and over again, demanding an answer. Then she stopped being nice and using the childish talk. She yanked her panties from under my noise and with a very stern voice she said, "I said, does that fucking feel good!" Sheepishly, I mumbled "yes". "Yes what?!?" she barked. "Yes, it feels good to masturbate." I answered. "Well, you should thank me for letting you do this in front of me." she said "Thank you for letting me masturbate, Michelle, I really appreciate it." I blurted out, justing hoping things would settle down and she would be nice again. She stifled a giggle and said to proceed. My eyes wandered around at her and under the covers. "Oh, are you looking for these?" she said as she pulled her panties from under the covers, "Do you like these?" "Oh god yes!" I replied. "Are you going to come now?" she asked. "Oh yes!" I was almost crying now with ecstasy and I came. Streams of pearly white come shot all over my chest, over and over again, as I jerked my cock off to the best orgasm I had ever had. I lay there panting all the while Michelle is just smiling away. "Better?" she asked. "Yes," I mumbled, "thanks." I cleaned up and quickly fell asleep. We woke the next morning still astonished about what had happened the night before. Well, things should settle down and return to normal, boy, was I wrong. Michelle was on the phone with a girl-friend of hers (and a friend of mine from back home). They were making small talk until I came into the room and Michelle saw me. "Oh, get this, Cindy, I caught Nate jerking off last night!" She giggled into the phone. My heart just about stopped when she said that and it did stop when I heard the laughing on the other end of the phone. Embarrassed I just sat down at the kitchen table and heard the rest of the conversation. "Yea, I caught him in the middle of the night, just stroking away! Ha ha! I started to tease him with my panties until he got all pouty when I took them away. Then I brought them back out and he almost came all over them! Ha ha ha ha!" As embarrassed as I was I started to get another erection, but I didn't want Michelle to notice it Michelle gave my a wry look like she was up to something as she spoke to Cindy, "Yes, I should let him keep them now." I started to get ready to go to work for the day and when I got Michelle had another surprise for me. "Put these on." She said as she handed me her panties. "No way!" I shouted. Then the mean Michelle voice came back, "Listen you little pervert, you are going to put on these panties and wear them to work or I'm going to tell everyone about last night. DO I make myself clear!?" My head immediately sunk to my chest and I held out my hand. The nice Michelle returned again as she was pleased with my actions. "And no jerking off at work, ok? I have a nice surprise for you when you get home." Man, she was so nice (I thought). Work was hell that day. The feeling of her panties and the thought of jerking off again consumed my mind all day. I kept forgetting things at work, I couldn't concentrate. Finally after what seemed an eternity work ended and I rushed home. Michelle made small talk like nothing happened, we talked about friends we knew in high school and this and that. She said she met one of my neighbors today and that she, Amy, was new to town and she seemed very nice. All this time I'm thinking, I want to come, I want to come. I wanted to fuck Michelle for all she was worth. In retrospect it's funny that I thought I still had a chance at sex with her. Boy, was I wrong. Finally we went out to eat. It was agonizing at this point. I think I was suffering from blood loss in my brain, it was all in my penis all day. During our meal I put my hand on Michelle's thigh, "Not yet dear," as she pushed my hand away, "that is for later." I was both saddened and happy. At least she hadn't forgotten about me. We get home and Michelle slips into the bedroom to change and instructs me to take my pants and shirt off, but no the panties. I did so very quickly. And then I waited. And I waited. LEt me tell you, it is quite embarrassing to stand there with just a pair of panties on, with my iron shaft sticking out the side. Then she comes out, scantly clad I scan her beautiful body. She is wearing black panties and bra with a black garter belt, and something else I can't make out. Michelle comes out of the shadows and into plain view as I see what it is. A black strap-on. "Oh my God," was all that I could mutter as I clutched my heart. Michelle stood there triumphantly, legs apart and her hands on her hips, proudly displaying the 8" black strap-on. I slumped back into a chair. "Well, I figured since you like to wear the panties around here I would very the strap-on." She said. "Come over here, next to me." On weak and wobbly legs I stood and stumbled over to her. "Touch it." She said "Touch my fucking cock now!" Mean Michelle had returned. I reach out with trembling hands and touched it. "That's better. Ahhh, feels good. Now go take this lube and spread it all over my strap-on." I would do anything at this point to please Nice Michelle and keep Mean Michelle away. I lathered up her strap-on cock and when ordered to, I started to stroke it. "Mmmmmmm, that feels so good," said Michelle, "you seem to have a lot of experience doing this. I bet you'd like to do this to you own cock, wouldn't you?" I couldn't reply and Michelle knew it. I was so mesmerized by her strap-on penis that I was totally unaware of everything else. So ever so gently, and with a soft, soft voice, Michelle told me to get down on my knees and suck her cock. I was totally out of it. It was like my mind was being controlled by someone else and my eyes watched with horror and fascination at the actions my body took. Michelle started to grab my hair, forcing her cock deeper into my mouth. She sighed in ecstasy and her eyes rolled back, "C'mon, suck that fucking cock" she muttered. About here is where things changed. I was really getting into, I was more into pleasing Michelle than myself. I wanted to suck her cock and suck it well. I was eager to do anything, and she knew it. "Now, over to the table. Pull your panties down around your ankles and bend over." she ordered. I scrambled to the table and nearly ripped my panties as I pulled them down. I waited in eager anticipation for her to enter me as she lubed up. And then she plunged inside of me. Oh the pain and pleasure of it. My senses were so warped that I could not tell the difference between the two. In and out she pounded away at my ass. She would grab ahold of my hips and really dig in at times. I started to jerk off while she was banging away. "What do you think you are doing? Did I say you could jerk off?" she said as she was fucking me. Mean Michelle had started to return. "Please," I whimpered, "please let me jerk off." "Beg me." "Oh please Michelle, I'll do anything you want!" tears started to roll down my cheeks, "Oh please let me come!" "You may come, you little fucking whore." She replied. It was like heaven to my ears. With her gracious blessing I shot my load. The sprays of come were only interrupted by Michelle's constant pounding in my ass. When I was finished I collapsed onto the floor in a heap, and just a shell of my former self. Michelle left the next day, despite my beggings for her to stay. I dropped her off at the airport and sadly went home. An hour later there was a knock at the door. A really cute young girl was there. "Hi, my name is Amy is just moved in next door." "Hi Amy, I'm Nate. I guess you met my Mistr- um my friend Michelle yesterday." "Yes I did and she told me to give you this." And with that she pulled out the panties that I had worn all day yesterday. My heart nearly jumped out of my thought at the sight of them, and I'll be damned if Amy didn't have the same wry look on her face that Michelle did. "She also told me that you can use these, how did she day it, 'You may come you little fucking whore', whenever you want to." I reached out for the panties before she could snatch them back, and held them close to me. "Oh, and don't ever talk to me, I want nothing to do with freaks like you." And then Amy stormed off. I have never seen nor heard from Michelle again. If there are any ladies who would be so Nice/Mean to me as her, please contact me!!