Fan submitted by Glen..Thank you!

My cell rang out of the blue the other day.  A number I didn’t recognize.  I answered with a question in my voice “Hello?”  “Hi, is this Lynn?” the other voice sounded small and confused.   “Yes, and you are…”  “You don’t know me, my name is Donna.  I’m Jeff’s girlfriend.”  Jeff’s girlfriend?  Jeff doesn’t have a girlfriend, this girl must be crazy.  I’m the closest thing Jeff has to a girlfriend.  “I’m sorry Donna, but Jeff doesn’t have a girlfriend that I know of.”  “Exactly,” she said “that you know of.  Jeff has told me all about you, that you and he are friends, that you go out together and all these things.  I doubt he has ever mentioned me to you though.”

I started trying to figure out what was going on.  Rather than hammer it out over the phone I thought we should meet her somewhere so we could figure it out.  I arranged a meeting with her in a very public place, just in case she decided to kill me, or try to.  All the way there I was trying to wrap my mind around what she had said “Jeff’s girlfriend…”  That rotten bastard, I didn’t particularly care about him, we dated, we fucked, we hung out… no love.  I believed Donna loved him by the sound of her voice.

I waited at a table in a coffee shop.  I saw a very pretty brunette girl come through the door and look around.  I assumed it was Donna and waved in her general direction.  She saw me and walked over.  I was concerned that she would go off on me and start some kind of scene, maybe even try to fight me or something.

She didn’t.  We had a long conversation about our buddy Jeff.  He was fucking both of us; I knew that from the phone call.  But he was in a genuine relationship with her.  He had hurt her badly.  He lied; he left her home alone to be with me.  I would have been flattered if she wasn’t so nice, and cute.  After she broke down and cried I knew we would have to get even with him.  We left the coffee shop and went to my apartment.  I thought a little alcohol was just what she needed.  It was, she drank like a fish and got pretty drunk pretty quick.  Then she stunned me, “No wonder he likes you so much, you’re gorgeous.”  “Thanks, but you’re very pretty yourself.  I would call us an even match.”  “Yeah, but look at your boobs.  They’re nice and firm and everything a guy wants.” “Uh huh, and you can have the same thing for a few thousand dollars.”  I smiled at her trying to comfort her and let her know I was surgically enhanced.  “Wow, I’ve never seen fake boobs before.”  For no reason I understand I stripped off my shirt and bra and stood before her topless allowing her to look at my breasts.  She seemed to rather enjoy them.  “Can I touch them?” she said in a slurred voice. “Sure, they feel a little different.”  Her hands gently caressed my breasts.  They were warm and soft against my flesh.  She became a little bolder and raked her fingernails over my nipples.  I love the feeling of that no matter who does it, and my nipples stood up tall and showed their appreciation.  Donna looked up at me and kept touching me.  I knew she had the general gist of what enhanced breasts felt like, but I wasn’t going to tell her to stop.  She quickly leaned in close to me and licked one nipple, then the other.  I quietly moaned when I felt her soft moist mouth close around them.  I wondered what the hell we were doing for a few minutes, then I didn’t care anymore.  She could certainly work wonders on a girl.  In the farthest reaches of my mind I wondered why Jeff would want to cheat on a girl with a mouth like this.

Her hands roamed freely over my body, front, back, sides… then her fingers found the buttons on my jeans.  She hesitated for a few minutes, as if asking permission.  I certainly didn’t object if she wanted to continue her licking farther down my body.  She opened the buttons on my jeans and slid her hands into the back of them, just touching the top of my ass cheeks.  Her mouth trailed her hands and found its way between my breasts and down the middle of my stomach.  She lightly licked my navel as her hands applied pressure to the waistband of my jeans.  She looked up at me and smiled once she uncovered the fact that I had on a thong.  My body was on its own, there was no control for me at this point.  I wanted her tongue on my pussy regardless of who he she was.  I loosened up and started being myself.

“I take it you like thongs?”  “Oh yeah, they’re sexy” she said, her breath was hot on my skin.  “Then you should get the jeans out of the way and see how I look in just that.”  She smiled and pulled my jeans lower down my legs.  I stepped out of them and away from her.  I turned around slowly for her allowing her to get a view of all angles.  “My God you are a beautiful woman.”  She had a mixture of lust and alcohol in her voice as she said it, but somehow it sounded very sexy.  “OK, your turn, get some of those clothes off.”  She obeyed and removed her clothing quickly.  She laid back on my bed fully nude and posed as if she were being photographed.  I looked at her body from top to bottom.  She had nice sized breasts, perky, firm… very nice.  A flat stomach led the eye to a neatly trimmed tuft of pubic hair.  Her legs were long, slender and well muscled.  She had a nice all over tan that only comes from a tanning bed, but it looked great on her body.  There we were, two horny women, her naked and me in only a thong, both scorned by the same jerk, and both appreciative of what the other had to offer physically.  I wanted her for a reason I could almost define as possession, almost jealousy that Jeff had her and I hadn’t; for whatever reason, I removed my thong and eased my body on top of hers.  I kissed her neck, ears, face and lips.  I eased down to her breasts and paid back the wonderful feelings she had given me previously.  My tongue snaked down her belly and lightly touched the edges of her pubic hair.  I kissed around her pussy slowly, lightly, teasing her.  She moved her hips to follow my mouth and I knew she was ready for full contact.  I licked her clit gently, barely touching it and she gasped.  I stopped thinking about what I was doing and just did it.  She enjoyed herself immensely and had a loud crashing orgasm.  She pulled me up away from her crotch and kissed me deeply.  Her tongue danced with mine as we shared her flavor.  “Lay back baby, I want to make you feel that good.” She said.  I lay back and let her go.  She was excellent at what she was doing.  This girl’s tongue was worth 3 cocks, she was so good with it.  I had a huge orgasm that took my breath away and left me seeing stars.

We cuddled for a while before I spoke up.  “So what brought that on?  I mean, I loved it and all, but why did we do that?”  “I don’t know really, I was just so attracted to you I couldn’t help myself.  Probably had something to do with Jeff wanting you…” she trailed away and the hurt look came back to her face.  I held her and started thinking about what Jeff had done to her and a wicked thought crossed my mind, revenge pure and simple.  “Let’s screw him over.” I spoke softly to her.  She looked at me puzzled, but I think she had an idea of what I had in mind.  “He wants us both right?  Well he can have us both, just not the way he thinks.”  Her face lit up instantly with that remark and I knew she would go along with whatever plan I hatched.  It was developing so quickly I barely had time to perfect it.  For a brief second I almost felt sorry for Jeff, but that slipped away when I looked at Donna’s face.

Donna had told me that she and Jeff were going to stay together, but one of the conditions was that he had to stop seeing me.  I understood completely, and I told her that I wouldn’t see him after we got our revenge on him no matter what he did or said.  I assured her that I would let her know if he contacted me.  Somehow I knew he would.  The next day I checked my voice mail and heard his voice “Hi… ummm, are you mad at me or something?” I heard it in his voice, he had been busted and wanted to know if I knew.  “I just wanted to see how you were doing, I haven’t heard from you in a couple of days.  Give me a call back” and he hung up.  No mention of not seeing me, no mention of Donna, no mention of anything that had happened the last few days.  Bastard.  I couldn’t wait to call him back, right after I called Donna and told her about the message.  I strained to keep a straight face as I told Jeff that I would like to meet him at a local hotel.  I told him that I wanted to get kinky and couldn’t do that with a room mate.  He was anxious to get the details and told me “I’ll be there for sure, nothing could stop me.”  I choked back saying “Not even Donna?” and instead said “Good, see you then.”

I called Donna and told her when and where to meet me and briefly told her about the conversation Jeff and I had.  She wasn’t hurt so much as she was angry.  After a long string of explicatives I confirmed everything with her and set to work putting my plan in motion.

I arrived at the hotel well before Jeff would, even before Donna for that matter.  I rented two rooms that joined each other, this was crucial for my plan to be effective.  I set the room up the way I wanted it and settled down to wait for Donna.

She came in and I went over my plan with her.  Her eyes were huge when she heard what I had in mind.  She was grinning from ear to ear and seemed as though she would truly enjoy dishing out Jeff’s punishment.

Jeff arrived right on time, foolish boy, if he only knew he would have run.  “Hi baby, so what’s all this about getting kinky?” he asked.  I had the room quite dim so he couldn’t tell how I was dressed.  I threw a dog collar toward him and said “Put it on.”  “Hey now, I don’t know about all this” he stammered.  “Well, if you want to leave you are certainly free to.” I told him bluntly.  “But do one or the other – right now.”  He picked the collar up and weighed it in his hand.  “OK, sure… heh, kinky right.” He said.  He was nervous but I knew his cock would guide his decision.  I turned on the light nearest to me.  “Whoa, baby!  You look super hot in that!” he said.  I had to agree, I was in a leather bustier, black silk thong, black stockings and garter and stiletto heels.  I vowed to return them the next day; they hurt my feet something awful.  He started toward me as if he was going to touch me.  Somehow that thought repulsed me now.  “Get away from me.  Get your clothes off and kneel on the floor by the bed.”  He looked at me puzzled for a moment, “NOW!”  He jumped and knelt where I had told him.  I took a leather strap and tied his wrists tightly with it.  Then I stood him up and shoved him onto the bed.  “Get on your back.”  I had a new commanding voice with my new wardrobe; I think he was actually afraid of me.  He did what I said, then complained about his wrists hurting him.  I had a plan for that too though.  I took two more leather straps and tied his feet back toward the head board loose enough so they would still fall forward a bit, then jerked his hands up to the bend in his knee.  I tied the strap on his wrists to the headboard as well, then looked at my prize.  He was on his back, feet up, wrists pinned and his cock, balls and ass were in easy reach and plain view.  “There, all comfy?” I asked him.  As he started to speak I revealed a piece of my costume he hadn’t seen, the riding crop.  I smacked his taut ass hard and said “That was a rhetorical question idiot, I don’t care if you are comfy or not.  You belong to me now.”  I could tell a thousand thoughts were racing through his head.  He didn’t know what to do, he was confused, stunned and aroused.  His cock was hard as steel, as I knew it would be.  “Now Jeff, do you know a girl named Donna?”  He looked at me puzzled, unsure whether to answer or not.  I used that as an excuse and smacked his ass hard, this time on the other cheek.  “I asked you a question bitch, now answer me!”  “Y-y-yes I know Donna…. Why?”  “Well, she and I had a very interesting conversation about you Jeffy.  It seems you wanted us both.  Is that what you wanted Jeff, both of us?”  He looked genuinely frightened now, unsure of what I was about to do.  “Because if it is, you have it.”  At that, Donna came through the door of the adjoining room dressed similar to me.  “Hi Jeff, having fun yet?  ‘Cause we are sure going to.”  His eyes flashed fear and he struggled against his straps trying to free himself.  Donna and I both smacked his ass hard and I told him to stop.  “After all the things you have put Donna and I through the very least you can do is endure one night of fun.” I told him in my new voice.  “Besides, if you try to get loose again I’ll smack you right on your precious cock.  Is that what you want Jeff?  This whip stinging your cock?”  I ran the tip of the crop around the head of his penis for effect and it worked perfectly.  His eyes got even wider and his cock jerked.

Donna had a possessed look on her face; she was going to really enjoy this I could just tell.  I watched in amazement as she brought her crop down on the shaft.  It made a sound that caused me to wince slightly.  Jeff howled in pain as the red mark rose where the crop had hit.  “I don’t care if you try to get loose or not Jeff, what did I tell you about her?” she asked him and gestured in my direction.  “Are you supposed to call her again?”  Jeff was in such a state of upheaval that he didn’t know whether to “shit-or-go-blind” as my father used to say.  His eyes showed so many emotions at once it was almost funny to watch him.  Donna drew the crop back fast making that familiar whistling noise and Jeff winced.  We both had a laugh about that “What’s the matter Jeff, don’t like getting hurt?” I asked him.  “Imagine how that pain feels on the inside Jeff, that really hurts.  And I can’t understand why you wouldn’t keep her around just for her mouth Jeff, she has such a talented tongue.”  A new expression crossed his face “Oh yeah, she ate my pussy Jeff, and it was awesome.  You should have seen it Jeff.  Would you like to see us make love to each other?  Would that turn you on?”  I knew the torment was awful, but I also knew he deserved it.  I walked over to Donna and kissed her full on the mouth.  We kept our mouths separated as our tongues swirled their familiar dance for Jeff’s viewing pleasure.  I opened her top and touched her breasts so he could see.  We didn’t actually plan it, but we were having quite a hot session of foreplay while poor Jeff watched us.  “Hmmm, would you like to join us Jeff?  Would you like to fuck both of us?  Oh – wait, you already have.  You won’t mind sitting this one out will you?”  I asked.  With that question Donna and I went full bore and had hot passionate sex right in front of Jeff.  He was contorting in ways I had never seen trying to watch.  After another delicious orgasm at Donna’s hands I stood up, flushed, breathing hard and soaking wet.  “Did you enjoy that Jeff?  Want to fuck now?”  I stroked his cock slowly, amazed at how much pre-cum was dripping from the head.  He was so horny it was almost funny.  “Too bad Jeffy-boy, you aren’t getting any tonight.  We’re going to make sure of it.”  Donna produced a thin cord and we proceeded to bind his cock and balls tightly.  “I figure if it’s tied you can’t make yourself cum Jeff, we don’t want that now do we?” I said as Donna worked.  I took my panties off and pulled Donna’s down her legs, then bunched them up together.  “Open your mouth Jeff.” I ordered.  He did and I shoved both pair of panties into his mouth.  “I don’t want to hear your crying or bitching later.” I said.  Donna took the opportunity to lay several more good whacks on his ass, then we walked out of the room.  As I turned to close the separating doors I winked and called cheerily “’Night Jeff, sleep well.  We’ll let you go in the morning… maybe.  Then again it would be funny if the maid found you here like this wouldn’t it?”  Donna and I slept peacefully in each other’s arms that night.  Neither of us heard from Jeff again after that, I can’t understand why….