Revenge, Pt 1: The Seeds are Planted - Sex Stories

Revenge, Pt 1: The Seeds are Planted

... again, "I'm sorry." She took her place again at the side of my bed, her eyes returning to my cock, but this time she kept her hands where I could see them. That was the first real show of dominance I'd forced on her. I'd hurt her, called her a slut and demanded an apology from her for touching her own body...and she'd accepted it. She seemed so different, suddenly. Neither desperate, nor defiant. For the first time, she just seemed...submissive. This was the greatest night of my life. My cock was about 8 inches long now, and just about in the air. Any more stimulation and I wouldn't be able to stop from becoming fully erect. But I didn't want her to see that just yet. I wanted her to earn it. "Tell me Jessica," I said. Her eyes snapped to mine. "Do you like looking at my cock?" I asked. "Yeah..." she breathed. "Why do you like my cock so much?" I said. "Because...because it's big..." she said slowly. "Yes, but why do you like my big cock?" I said. She didn't reply. She was thinking. "Is it because," I continued, "Your boyfriend is so small? Does he leave you unsatisfied?" She nodded slightly. "Answer me." I said calmly. "Yes!" she blurted out, eager to obey me, "Yes, he's tiny, like my pinky finger. Just like you said." She held it out to demonstrate. She didn't seem to care how I'd found out about her sex life. "I never feel good with him...he's never even made me cum..." she said. She was staring at my dick again. It was bobbing slightly, in time with my heartbeat. She ...

... let out a little moan of desire. "I've actually never..." she said. "Never...?" I said. She looked at me again. "I don't...think I've ever had an orgasm. Even alone I just get too...I don't know, nervous." She went back to staring at my cock. This was a revelation. Miss super-confident mega-bitch had never even had an orgasm before. I was going to give her her first orgasm. I vowed it. "Do you want to touch my cock, slut?" I asked. Her face lit up. "Yes, yes, please. I want to touch it." she said. "Sit over there." I said, gesturing to the other end of the bed. I moved back on the bed to give her space. She eagerly jumped up and sat where my legs had been. Her body was incredible, and seeing her like this, I felt my dick stiffen even further. "But, you do have a boyfriend, don't you Jessica?" She looked at me, confused. "Yeah, I do, but-" "Now, what kind of a girl would even touch another man's cock if she already has a boyfriend?" I asked. "I don't...I don't know...I just want to touch it..." She was staring at it again. "Jessica, you have a boyfriend." I reminded her, "The only reason you should want to do this with me, would be if you were...a slut." She didn't say anything. "Are you a slut, Jessica?" She'd already accepted me calling her it, but now she had to accept it for herself. "I..." she hesitated. "Because if you're not a slut, then you should probably just stay faithful, and leave." "No!" she moaned. She looked into my eyes. "I am a...a...", she swallowed heavily, ...