Revenge Certainly Was Sweet

It all started with this girl named Allison during my senior year in highschool. A petite brunette white girl who could be mistaken for having native heritage. Despite being almost 19, she was very short for her class. She had a fair, cute, and innocent looking face, but underneath these features was a double faced fake bitch.

It had happened with a date. Being a bit cocky, I had asked this girl out on a date with a group of friends of mine up in the city a few days before the holiday. Things had went well and we had kissed. Her lips were sweet and tasty. It lacked the typical taste of spit, but rather had a slight minty fruit impression. I had grown a bit of an attraction toward this girl, and I would continue to build this “romance” with her until I was allegedly reported for sexual harassment. It had turned out that the person who reported me was none other than my best friend. He reported me to the administration after hearing how Allison had felt uncomfortable around me for a while even though it was her who would insinuate acts of affection from time to time and would seem to be very positive about the whole ordeal. She would state these things all while portraying me as a desperate and pathetic horny bastard. She told everyone this. Long story short, my “best friend” and I stopped talking. I had felt betrayed by my bastard of a friend and played by this petite bitch. I allowed my mind to fester in this hatred and anger for a couple of month until I couldn’t bear to keep it all inside any longer.

Though I hadn’t committed or thought of any sort of sexual harassment at this point, A growing lust would grow inside me. I would fantasize venting out my anger by thrusting into her and pumping cum deep inside her while I would hold her down. These fantasies would get stronger by the day. I would picture her perky breasts being grabbed by my hands while sucking and biting on those delicious pink nipples. I would have revenge.

I would spend sleepless nights pondering how I would be able to get my revenge through agonizing contemplation of convincing myself that I wouldn’t get busted if my plan worked out smoothly. It started with phase one.

Getting Allison’s locker combination was easy. Once I had her student ID by getting ahold of one of her tests, I had logged into the grading system with her account and scribbled down the locker combination and locker number. I would keep a distant but careful eye on her daily route through the school day.

Phase two was the execution. I knew of the shady dealings which would transpire behind the school, mostly involving cocaine (where kids obtained this drug I do not know, but I don’t ask questions). I had thought about simply framing her of having cocaine and being done, but simple revenge wouldn’t be enough for my insatiable hunger. Through my months of watching and listening, I knew that little Allison had a little crush on another student named Gale. Through careful forgery of Gale’s handwriting, easy enough to copy being sloppy cursive, I had instigated a little love note telling her to meet up behind the school. At the same time, I would have douchebag Conner meet up and try to sell her drugs. I think you know where this is going.

I was actually surprised at how smoothly my plan had unfolded. Allison arrived first, then Conner came around the corner holding those narcotics in his hands. The expression on their faces were priceless. Conner looked shocked because he knew he was fucked, and Allison looked surprised and angry that this boy would have the audacity to try and sell her narcotics. What did I get out of this? A simple picture of those two standing together with Allison on one side and Conner, narcotics on hand, at the other.

The next day, Allison, being the fucking snitch she is, went straight to the principal’s office to report Conner. With an sentence, Conner was expelled from school. It was alright though since he wasn’t essential to my plan on blackmailing little Allison beyond this point. While Allison was at her gym period, I had gotten ahold of her backpack from her locker and placed a baggie of sugar, then I snapped a picture. It looked just like cocaine. I also snapped a picture of the baggie in her locker full of stupid stickers and mirrors for good measure.

Lust had kept me going at this point. I would masturbate nightly about the thought of violating Allison. Seeing her helpless yet submissive face while reaching under her panties between her legs, forcing my tongue inside her mouth between her lips, pumping cum into her cheeks, spilling and dripping semen down her neck. I was, however, patient. I had to be smart about this. Just a few more steps, then I would have revenge soon enough.

A couple days later, I had made a new, anonymous email account and sent a message to Allison saying, “I KNOW WHAT YOU DID,” along with the attached photos. It wasn’t until the next day that her reply came.

“What the heck? These are obviously fake. Who are you? Are you some kind of creep?”

“FAKE? YOU TOOK COCAINE FROM HIM. ONCE I SEND THESE PHOTOS TO THE ADMINISTRATION, YOU’RE AS GOOD AS CONNER.”

I had her at this point. I could barely contain my lust. I was unbelievably horny. Her reply came after a good thirty minutes.

“What do you want?”

Using *67 to block my number, along with a voice changer to hide my voice, I called her number. She was quick to pick up, but I wasn’t surprised since I knew a teacher’s pet kissass like her was having a meltdown thinking about how she could be in ungodly amounts of trouble.

“What do you want?” she said again, trying her hardest to keep her voice steady, but I knew she was shaking.

“I want you to do exactly as I say.”

Silence.

“I want you to send me a picture of you without your top.”

I heard the sudden, sharp, yet quiet intake of air as I finished this sentence. She was thinking. Weighing her options, but I had her in a corner. Allison had no options.

“What..? You… sick fuck! I won’t do that. I’d never-”

“Fine. I think the principle would be very happy to see these photos of little Allison dealing with cocaine. Your poor reputation.”

“Wait! I… I’ll do it. Just don’t send those pictures, please.”

I grinned hungerly, satisfied with her answer.

“You’ve got 5 minutes. Send it through email.”

I hung up the phone and waited. I refreshed the page. Inbox: 1. From: Allison B. I opened the attachment and there it was. A picture of her perky boobs just as I had imagined it. Small, but fine for her size. They looked extremely soft and did not sag in the slightest. Those hard pink nipples were begging through the screen to be sucked on. Instant boner. Allison wasn’t dumb, however, and I knew this because she had cut her face from the photo. Perhaps trying to protect herself? It didn’t matter. I wanted one of her face in the photo. I craved it.

I sent a reply email.

“SEND ANOTHER WITH YOUR FACE IN IT OR PHOTOS WILL BE SENT.”

Allison didn’t reply for a bit. Perhaps sacred, hesitating because of the potential consequences of her actions, but I knew my threats far outweighed her fear. I got another email from Allison almost 20 minutes later. This time, the attachment was a selfie of her looking reluctantly into the camera while she held up her shirt and bra with her free hand. That look on her face was perfect. I could not look away. I had won. This stupid bitch I hated so much sent me her nudes. I wanted to fuck her brains out so badly. Show her what she had gotten herself into. I unzipped my pants and started masturbating furiously, fantasizing about rubbing and squeezing those soft little breasts while looking at her unwilling face. The fantasy was too powerful, and I came loads, strings of hot, sticky cum shot out and dripped down my chest, stomach, hand, and desk. After catching my breath, I looked up again at the attachment. I knew this wouldn’t be enough for long. I would need more. Satisfied, I closed my laptop without replying and went to bed.

It was time for phase three. I had Allison between my fingers both with those fake drug photos. Over the course of the week, I had Allison send me more and more revealing photos throughout various times of day. She hesitated, but always complied. Good girl. I threatened her with the drug photos and I threatened that I would send the sexual photos to Gale, her parents, and numerous others who’d label her as a slut. I now had an archive of photos of Allison spreading her legs, pushing her boobs together, masturbating, you name it. I got tired of photos though and was exhilarated and super horny thinking about the next phase. After school one day, I gave her a call.

“I want you to go to this motel and to this room tomorrow after school.”

“…What..?”

“Motel. Tomorrow.”

“Are you crazy? No fucking way. I did everything you asked, now just fuck off you creep!”

“Would you rather have me tell the world of your secret life of a slut? What would your parents think, Allison. What would Gale think?”

Silence.

“Good girl. Go alone. I’ll be watching. If I suspect even a little thing, I’ll send those fucking photos. You got that?”

I hung up. I had slipped one of the motel keys into her locker. Allison was a smart girl who did exactly as I had told her. I did trail her carefully and watched for anything suspicious. She entered the room, and I watched her sit on the bed nervously. I stopped right before the door and took a deep breath. No turning back now.

I unlocked the door and stepped inside. Allison immediately faced me and gapped in disbelief. Her eyes widened in surprise, and her cute little face contorted into surprised rage.

There was silence for a moment as Allison sputtered to find the right words.

“You… Of course it was you! You fucking pervert!”

I smiled and said nothing as I looked down. I looked up and grinned my teeth toward Allison. My stare was enough to stir her confidence. I was in control.

“Revenge is sweet, you bitch.”

I closed the door behind me and locked it.

“You accused me of sexual harassment even though I didn’t do anything, but now that I actually am, you can’t do a fucking thing about it.”

“Not until I go to the cops! I know who you are now you fucking idiot”

“No you won’t. Not with my reputation as a goody two shoes, straight-A boy. No one would believe you.”

Allison didn’t say anything or do anything but accept her defeat.

“You’re a smart girl, Allison. You know what to do.”

I walked over to the seat next the the table and sat down. I unzipped my pants and presented my throbbing cock to my little whore.

“Suck it. Now.”

Allison was reluctant and swallowed hard before slowly crawling her way over. She slowly gripped my cock but paused before it. The softness of her hands surprised me and made me even more hard. After pausing for a moment, she began to open her mouth and slowly touched her soft, moist lips to the tip of my cock. Her tongue soon followed, reluctantly swirling it around the tip and moving statically down my shaft. It was obvious she didn’t exactly know what she was doing. I knew she was a virgin because of her religious heritage. Once she was back at the tip, I grabbed a fist full of hair and pushed her whole mouth down onto my cock.

The warmth overtook me for a brief moment. The warm wetness of her slimy mouth engulfing my erection. I tilted my head back, almost cumming from both the feeling of her mouth and the satisfaction of getting this bitch into such a shameful position.

“If I feel any fucking teeth, I’ll send everything.”

As I’ve said before, Allison was a smart girl. After releasing her hair, she lifted her head sliding my cock out of her mouth to get a breath of air. Strings of her sticky spit connected her lips and chin to my hard dick. She wiped her tears, but continued on. She reluctantly put the dick back into her mouth and looked up to me with an almost afraid and guilty expression while she continued to work on her blowjob. For an amature, she was good. Her warm tongue and soft pillow lips moving up and down my shaft while slightly sucking as if she wanted my cum. I soon gave in to this heavenly feeling and gripped her head down on my cock, and after a moment I pumped loads of cum into her mouth. Allison choked, but I held her down. The hot cum filling her cheeks and spilling out from the sides of her small mouth down her hand holding my cock. I slowly lifted her head being careful to keep my dick in her mouth.

“Swallow it.”

Allison eyed me in disbelief, but slowly closed her eyes. With tears running her mascara down her face, Allison gulped down the first load of warm cum. She lifted her mouth off my dick enclosing her still full mouth and gulped down the rest of the sticky mess. She opened her mouth and looked directly into my face with an expression of anger, mouth open with cum running down her chin and strings of sticky cum and spit running from the rim of her mouth to my sopping wet penis.

I couldn’t wait any longer. With another instant boner from her priceless expression and cum-covered face, I lifted up her tiny body and threw it on the bed. I held down her arms as she began to struggle against my grip. She had no strength over me. She was tiny, and I weighed almost twice as much as she did. I grabbed the collar of her loose shirt and ripped the thin cloth, revealing her cute, baby blue polka dotted bra which cupped her small, petite breasts. I started kissing and biting her neck as she struggled, leaving behind hickeys in places which would be covered up by her dark green jacket. I quickly reached behind her back and undid her bra easily. And exposed her bare chest. I paused to get a good look at her beautiful, perky pink nipples. They looked much much better in real life than in any of the photos she would send me. Allison stopped struggling and gave up, just covered her eyes with her arms.

“Just… be gentle.”

Her surrender of trying to get out of this position made my cock throb even harder. I wasted no time. Quickly cupped one of her breasts in my hand and proceeded to suck on the other. The breasts were so soft and squishy while be nipples were hard. I hands would sink into her small breasts as I would grip them. I licked and sucked all around her breasts leaving a trail of hickeys all over her chest. Allison just looked to the side with her arms open, accepting defeat. She would wince once in a while when I’d bite into her skin, but no other verbal communication took place.

I was done toying around with her body. I slid down and pulled her pants off. This surprised Allison as she started to get up, but I pounced back up to nibble on her neck once again. I forced my mouth onto hers, forcing my tongue between her lips and onto her tongue, while I slid my hand down her panties. This is when Allison began to struggle greatly. She thrashed about to try and push me off while flailing her legs. It wasn’t until I had forced my fingers into her body when she paused and crossed her legs awkwardly, shaking with pleasure. I continued to violate her mouth with mine as I got into a rhythm working on her pussy. She was getting more and more wet by the second as I slid my fingers in and out of her.

“Please, I-I don’t-”

I suddenly increased my speed and started finger-fucking Allison more vigorously.

“Stop, I-I’m… I’m com-”

She then suddenly grabbed my shirt with one hand while trying to push my arm away from her vagina with the other. Allison’s insides convulsed multiple times, releasing a sopping, warm, wet mess completely soaking her panties and my hand. Her legs contorted in the air shaking violently as she widened her mouth in pleasure letting out sharp moans each time she’d jerk her body.

After she was done cumming, her body flopped on the bed breathing hard. She covered her face with her hands and started to lightly weep in disgust. Mostly at herself, I’d think.

“I hate you…”

I smiled. Did it look like I cared? Stupid bitch. I slowly removed my fingers. Her mess had left my hand sticky with strings of substance trailing from my fingers to under her panties. I smiled, not yet satisfied and still rock hard. I slid down once more and completely pulled off her panties, exposing her red, dripping wet vagina.

Allison looked up in shock. Her hair, once finely combed and straightened, fizzed and uneven due to the humidity of the room and our actions.

I stood up to get a good look at Allison again. Her face was bright red with light mascara running down her wide-eyed expression while breathing hard. One arm perched her up while the other crossed across her chest in vain to try and cover what little she could. Her legs were spread open, but when she saw what I was staring at, she quickly closed her thighs together.

There were no words. I grinned again and forced her legs apart. Allison tried to scream, but I quickly shot my hand around her throat. She struggled again, but this time managed to strike me across the face with her hand, leaving cuts from her nails. I paused for a moment as I bled lightly and touched the wound.

“You shouldn’t have done that, you fucking bitch.”

I grinned again and removed my belt. Allison tried to hit me again, but I held down her arms with my overwhelming strength as I strapped them together with my belt to the bedpost. She couldn’t move her arms. She flailed her legs, but once I had my hand around her throat again, she stopped moving. I took her wet panties and stuffed them into her mouth to keep her whore mouth shut.

“Remember those photos, Allison,” I said as I pulled out my phone, waving it infront of her face. “Don’t even try.”

She struggled again, so I took my hand and smacked her hard across the face. She looked up afraid and shaking, tearing up. I opened the photo app and snapped a couple more pictures of Allison’s petite body. A solid 7 out of 10, but that didn’t matter. What turned me on was having my revenge in such a satisfying way against this two-faced fucking asshole bitch. Allison faced her head to the side squeezing her eyes shut. I got off the bed standing in front of it while I removed my clothing. I pulled off my pants completely revealing a throbbing, red cock dripping precum while twitching every so often.

I climbed on top of the bed between Allison’s legs. Allison was saying something about a condom, but I guess I couldn’t hear her muffled voice with her small mouth stuffed with her panties. I rubbed the tip of my cock on her pussy, teasing her. Allison started lightly weeping again begging me not to rape her, but I didn’t care. I had leverage, and this bitch deserved this after everything she’s done to people. I’m not the only one who hated this petite whore. I slowly entered the tip of my cock into her pussy and she let out a muffled scream, flailing about uselessly but to no avail. It was time. I hungrily thrust my cock slowly yet powerfully inside Allison. Inch by inch. Allison let out a surprised moan. The wetness of her pussy made entering smooth, but still tight. I felt something pop and Allison writhed in pain. She threw her head back squeezing out tears as her legs contorted into the air. I continued to push into her until the base of my cock was stopped against her clit. The warmth of her pussy overcame me. I was completely inside of her now, balls deep. I smiled as I slowly pulled out to thrust once more. Allison bled little. Her face was confused between pleasure and pain all the while being bright red.

This time, I thrusted harder and much faster back into Allison. Allison’s eyes widened as she let out a moan. I pulled out and thrusted again. And again. And again. Slap, slap, slap. As our bodies hit against each other over and over again, Allison moved her head from side to side, drooling from her pantie-stuffed mouth with her eyes squeezed shut trying to deny reality, but her struggle was useless. Her warm, sopping wet pussy felt heavenly as I spread her insides with my rock-hard erection. I increased my pace of fucking Allison as she let out muffled moans unable to push me off. I thrusted deep inside her and once again Allison’s insides convulsed multiple times, releasing more of the sopping, warm, wet mess dripping down my balls. Allison’s body shook violently as her legs contorted and shook in the air while she let out loud muffled moans again and again as her body jolted consecutively.

Feeling her pussy close and convulse around my cock was too much. I pulled out and thrusted inside Allison again and again. Biting into her neck and chest, squeezing her boobs, and holding down her body. I was so close. Allison begged me through muffled screams to stop. Begged me not to cum inside, but I wasn’t going to stop. Slap, slap, slap, slap. Allison struggled, trying to get me off of her the best she can as I continued to violate her. With the final thrust, deeper than ever before, I threw back my head as my cock, balls deep inside Allison’s petite, bitch body, pumped load after load of warm, sticky, cum. Allison threw her head back and rolled her eyes back as well. Her body froze with her legs shaking in the air. She came. Hard. her pussy closed around my cock hard again and again. Allison couldn’t handle her body betraying her thoughts and wept tears down her roughed up face. I took deep breaths as I looked down at my handy work and smiled. I snapped a couple more photos as Allison layed there motionless and uncaring. I had broken her completely. She was mine.

I removed my cock out of Allison. She winced and squirted and my cock popped out of her body. Immediately loads of hot, sticky cum flowed out her pussy onto the bed. The lower half of the bed was completely soaked. I grinned as I took deep breaths while wiping sweat off my head. I snapped one last photo of Allison broken and used as my personal cum dump. She continued to twitch lightly as I removed her gag and the belt holding her down. Allison remained motionless, drained from our work. She stared into the wall dazed and humbled.

“Take the Plan-B in the drawer and a shower. Leave when you want.”

Allison said nothing. I smiled as I leaned over and licked her cheek just to remind her that I had complete control over her. I defeated her. I won. Completely satisfied, I put on my clothes and looked back at Allison before I left still laying motionless in disbelief and misery.

Revenge certainly was sweet.

I pulled out my phone and waved it in front of her.

“Thanks Allison. We’ll have to do this again sometime, if you know what’s good for you.”

Relato editado el 05/04/2019