My throbbing cock was angry red and aching, I wanted in. Hell, who was I kidding? – I WAS GOING TO GET IN. Jordynn’s movements made her ’rock’ back a bit. Her round MILFy ass was already slightly than her head, and when she pushed back I could see her twat thru her thigh gap…and that was all she wrote.
Sandy was moaning loudly, her face alternately frowning and furrowing, REALLY enjoying what was happening. She was panting and when she saw me step forward she knew.
“Ahh-ooh – Jordynn baby, you are – oooh – doing fine. Now it’s time for something else.” Sandy said. As she did so, she looked at me and nodded.
It’s not like this was unexpected, and as I stepped close to Jordynn I touched her ass, making her grunt and move. She tried to look back, but Sandy was having none of it.
“ahh – No girl, you keep eating that – ohh..day-yum – that twat of – ahhh – mine, Sandy said with a smile, then added “Jordynn, I wah-ahh-want you t-to f-fin finger your c-cl-li…”
Jordynn’s required no prompting, her had was right on it, and as I lined up I could see her hand moving furiously.
There was no need to think about lube, Jordynn Perry’s pussy was very wet, so her body was into it at the least. With a firm, steady push I went straight-balls de-ee-ee-ep. Her pussy gripped me like a firm hot glove, and my thickness made Jordynn moan. As she was busily giving oral, this in turn made Sandy moan.
Jordynn was apparently moving by instinct, and she instinctively pushed back into me. The feeling was wonderful, and I of course pushed right back, and my thrusts in turn were pushing her face into Sandy’s pussy.
The sound of three of us lovemaking was an incredible sound. I was telling Jordynn how great she felt and moaning, Sandy was moaning, and of course Jordynn was moaning as well, albeit hers were ‘muffled.’
I was glad I had already busted one nut earlier, or I already would have popped again, but it was really tough to keep my control. I had held a ‘crush’ on Jordynn Perry since childhood, bully or no, and Sandy Berger was gorgeous, somewhat resembling a young Helen Hunt .
Way back in the day, in our tormented youth, back when Sandy Berger identified as Bi-sexual Sandy & I had sex a few times, but then I was off to school and to our separate lives. When we later met up again & decided to work together, Sandy was by then a full on Lesbian, so sex was a moot point.
Sandy Berger & I had feelings for each other, yet we respected where we were, so it really made for a relationship that was “odd,” but what was even more so was the Bully that helped to bring us together was now linking us in a very unconventional, though sexually satisfying, way.
The look on Sandy’s face was telling, mostly because I knew my face was the same. The feeling was building, and this man’s balls were starting to churn. “Jord-oof-Jordyn…” I said, “U-Use you f-f-fingers on S-Sandy…” Now it was my turn to give Sandy the wink.
I slowed, and I could feel her shift. Suddenly, Sandy’s mouth popped open, and she gasped LOUD – “AH!…JORD…Ooohhh…Jord-Dynn.”
I now began to power-thrust my thick fat one into Jordynn, and Jordynn in turn was pumping her fingers in and out of Sandy. There was the wet-sex sound of the two of us, and that, plus the sexual moans and groans proved a bit too much.
It was just by timing that Sandy was first. She had a clump of Jordynn’s hair, and she arched her back, thrusting her breasts straight up as she screamed. Inlock-step with her was Jordynn, who was both screaming her orgasm into Sandy’s pussy while her clamped and convulsed on my cock, and with a mighty roar I emptied myself as well.
I don’t know how much I dumped when I blew my cork, but it felt like a quart (of course it wasn’t) but whatever that amount was, Jordynn Perry’s pulsating orgasm flowed out a huge amount, thoroughly wetting her spot at the end of the bed. But all that was absolutely dwarfed Sandy Berger.
Sandy Berger was what was considered a ‘squirter,’ and she proceeded to completely soak Jordynn Perry’s hair, face, and neck/shoulders. Women that do this do not ‘pee,’ as once thought, but do dump a tremendous amount of liquid when they orgasm. Just by chance I had an under-liner on the mattress, but Sandy soaked those sheets so much that they were “sopping” wet.
I had flopped back into my chair. I was able to flip off the cameras, but fact was at this point the thumb .drives were likely full. Sandy had flopped back on the bed, and was laying there staring at the ceiling. Jordynn lay as she was during sex. On her stomach, her ass in the air.
After a moment came a mutual sound from Sandy & I both, and nearly at the same time. It wasn’t what you might expect. It was the sound…of LAUGHTER. At first it was a chuckle, but slowly, it grew. The Bully was truly defeated, the dragon was dead. All the beatings. All the public humiliation had truly been turned around on the tormentor, & in a most fun and erotic way.
After our chuckles and laughter finally died down, Jordynn Perry quietly moved to the chair opposite me and sat, staring down and the floor, and began to sniffle. The dragon was not only beaten, but it had been thoroughly degraded & humiliated, and now it sat, feeling the weight of it’s defeat.
Sandy looked at me, and gave me a nod. Then, standing up, she knelt beside Jordynn and said “Now you know how it truly feels.”
Jordynn just stared straight ahead, saying nothing. After a moment, she simply nodded
Taking her by the hand, Sandy said, “OK, Jordynn, you did REALLY well. You are fighting that internal battle now. Questioning what & how you have been told to feel about sex, versus what you REALLY feel. You are also feeling deep shame for a lot of things. I should hate you, but I don’t. What you gave me was incredibly intense. Come, let me clean you up, OK?”
It took no prompting for me to understand. Sandy was taking a caring approach, and she led her conquest to the shower. Turning it on, She gave Jordynn a kiss, and Jordynn did not return it, but she didn’t fight it either. “Come on, pet.” Sandy cooed, and getting in with her, Sandy began to wash Jordynn’s hair, and after a bit, Jordynn began to come out of her shell. Now they began to switch, and Jordynn began to wash Sandy’s hair.
It was a small shower for one, but I managed to slide in there. Just as during sex, Jordynn perry was squeezed between us, and we took time to wash each other. After, we got out and used the last of the towels. It was all wordless, and totally/powerfully erotic.
It turned that once broken, Jordynn Perry made one Hell of a submissive. My work certainly had her worn down, but after what I can only guess was her first lesbian encounter, that was the key, and Sandy & I enjoyed having our own ‘servant’ dress us.
As before, Jordynn dressed me first, and took a moment to really ‘position’ my cock in my underwear. With Sandy, she dressed her as well, finishing with a brushing of Sandy’s hair. The switch was flipped Jordynn Perry was Our. Total. Submissive. Sandy raised an eyebrow, and I made a hand motion & nodded
“Jordynn, go ahead, and get dressed while we talk.” Sandy said to her.
Seeing her start, I spoke. “It appears you now know your place. You’ve done well and your debt with us is paid, as I can tell there will be no more issues with you. That is good. I think Sandy has something to say.”
“Jordynn, I live in a house owned by Johnathan, on St. Georgina. He lets me live there because of my contributions to the Law Firm.”
I spoke up. “I think you’ll find it to be especially posh surroundings. Gated Community ON the beach, one of the highest rated US beaches. Screened in Pool. Maid Service. A cook on weekends when I’m there. We even have an elevator.
“Jordynn,” Sandy said, “you can at this point leave and go back to your mobile home, and have the remainder of the weekend to yourself, until David’s weekend detention ends Sunday…OR…you can explore this door to your sexuality that I know Johnathan & I have opened. You need to decide, but either way, you are now free.”
Jordynn looked at us both, and said “I am truly sorry for the past.” She then walked over to me, stood on tiptoes, and gave me a light kiss. Then the same to Sandy. Taking a hand from each of us, she led us out the door and said “I’m not sure who I am, but I know I’m not who I was. But I need to know. So let’s go.” And with that, she walked stepped over, and got in Sandy’s Lotus Sports Car.
Not all stories of revenge end badly. Some, as you the dear reader can see, end quite well. The question this writer wants you to answer via the comments is: Is this the end?