Ex Girlfriend Revenge Fuck: Part Three free porn video
This story takes place where Part Two ended. Thanks for reading.
Once inside my house, April stripped in front of me, her clothing dropping to the floor as she made a beeline for my bathroom. “Fresh towels are in the cupboard right inside the door,” I said afterward.
She returned about a half hour later and said, “Your turn. By the way do you have anything I can change into? All my clothes are, um, wet. I laughed and went into the bedroom and got her one of my t-shirts. As they always did, my shirt covered her down to her upper thighs. She used to steal my t-shirts all the time.
As I was heading to the shower, she asked me if it were ok for her to roll a blunt with my weed and to make a cup of coffee. “Sure, I said. “Make one for me, too. April loved to smoke weed and drink coffee at the same time. She’s the one who got me into the habit.
I returned a short time later and after putting on a pair of jeans and socks, I went to the living room where two mugs had been placed on my coffee table.
“It’s been awhile, huh?” she asked, handing me the blunt. “Nothing like coffee and weed,” I agreed
“You wanted to speak to me?” I asked. “Something about Aya?”
“I wanted to know how you felt about her,” she said. “We fight, we disagree, we don’t speak to each other weeks at a time, but she’s still blood. You know? The reason I ask, is, she definitely has a thing for you, but I’m going to be honest. This isn’t the first revenge sex episode she’s tried to use against me. She’s fucked three other guys I was seeing over the past 5 or 6 months. And on top of it. Do you remember my best friend Addie? She seduced her at a party and now they’re hanging out eating each others’ pussies every chance they get.”
“I didn’t know about that,” I said. I like Aya, but I don’t want a relationship. She already knows that. “I like Aiya. I always did. She was always nice to me, even when you were being a cunt. But, she’s your sister and can be as cold as ice. Colder than that, probably. More revenge sex? That’s fucked up. She didn’t say anything to me about it.
“Ok, I was just filling you in on everything, in case you ever asked her out, or to move in with you, permanently. I didn’t want you walking into something you’d regret six months later.
“Like I said,” I began, taking a huge blunt hit. “I like Aya. But, she’s just as devious as you are. I don’t need that kind of drama in my life anymore. If I want to get laid, I can go out and get laid. I don’t need a relationship. How do I know that you two aren’t cooking up something at this very moment to fuck with me? I would never be able to trust either one of you.”
“Ok,” she answered, laughing. “I get it. Is it ok if I crash on your sofa tonight? Bobby Z had picked me up earlier. My car is at home. You look like you’re pretty fucked up. Can I stay?”
“I can call you an Uber,” I said. “I don’t think staying is a good idea. I’m sure you get it.”
“I do,” she answered. “But I promise I won’t try anything and you can even lock your bedroom door, so I don’t come in there at 4am with a butcher knife and slice off your balls,” she giggled.
“One night,” I said. “I have a lot of shit to do tomorrow. I’ll drive you home first thing in the morning”
“Ok, cool,” she answered. “Thanks.”
“Extra blankets and pillows are in the closet off the living room,” I said. “Have a good night.” I was almost inside my bedroom when she asked me something I couldn’t make out. I didn’t bother asking her what she said.
I was fucking wasted on weed and the coffee did nothing to help me. I was asleep in minutes.
The next morning, about 9am, I woke up and went into the kitchen and April had already made the coffee and was sitting at the table scrolling through her phone. “Good morning,” she said with a big smile. “I always start my day scrolling through the news.”
I had to give her credit. Lots of people look like shit when they first wake up, but not her. She was beautiful and looked so sexy in that t-shirt. I knew I had to get her out of my fucking house before she conned me into another night.
“Ok,” but I have a ton of shit on my plate today, so we’ll have coffee and get out of here, ok?”
“Um, sure,” she said. “Look, I might as well fucking tell you. My dad threw me out yesterday afternoon, and I have nowhere to go. He’s really upset about the video you took with Aya and then the picture you sent him with me and the champagne bottles. He said I was a bad influence on Aya and when she stepped in to defend me, he threw her out, too. She’s back at her girlfriend’s for now, but she can only stay a couple of days.”
“And what do you want from me?” I asked, taking a deep sip of coffee.
“I want to know if you can take her in for a few days. Me? I can find somewhere to crash, but Aya’s young and she needs to be protected. If I can’t do it, then someone like you should do it. I trust you.”
“Good to know,” I said. “I don’t trust either of you.”
“And you don’t have to,” she answered. “That’s why I worked up a proposal. I’m going to tell you about it now and then you can say yes or no, and I’m good with either answer, ok?”
“A proposal? I’m gonna need another coffee,” I said shaking my head wondering what the fuck she was going to try and sell me now.
“Ok, shoot,” I said, adding my sugar. “What is this proposal?
“Simple. You have an extra bedroom and we need a place to stay. I don’t want her to go back to our dad’s house. He needs to not see us for a while. His blood pressure is cranked up and he’s a nervous wreck when we’re around. We’re going to give him a break. We both have jobs and we’re saving up for a place, but need a roof while we do that. What do you say?”
“Absolutely fucking not,” I laughed. It really was funny.
“I knew you were going to say that,” she said, but you haven’t heard me out, yet. We’ll clean and cook and you don’t have to lift a finger to help out. As a bonus? I’ll fuck or suck you anytime you want. That’s of course, if you wanted nothing to do with Aya.”
“Here’s what I’m going to do,” I said. “I’ll let you both stay for three days. During that time, if you’re fighting each other, or me, and screaming and yelling and pissing my neighbors off, you’re going to have to leave. Bring enough of your stuff for 3 days and no more. We’ll see how it goes after that. It’s going to cost you $800 a month. And the sex, of course.”
“Of course. I’ll give it to you whenever. I never lie about sex,” she said.
“Yeah,” I answered. “You only lie about it when you have it with someone other than your boyfriend.
“I deserved that. Ok, so it’s a three day trial, $800 a month, if we behave, cleaning cooking, and course, fucking. That should cover it.”
“Almost. I want sex from both of you. You both got me into this mess. I deserve it. I want your asshole, Aiya’s pussy and both of your mouths.”
“You are joking. Right? We’re not going to do anything together. That’s just fucking sick.”
“Not joking,” I answered. “I don’t want you to do anything together. When I want you, I’ll let you know in advance and you spend the night in my room. When I want her, I’ll let her know. That’s the only way I see this working.”
“Yeah, but she really likes you. Suppose we sneak sex behind her back? She doesn’t have to know we’re fucking. I don’t think she’s gonna go for it,” April said, knowing the conversation was going downhill.
“That’s what the deal is. Talk to Aya and let me know what you decide. Remember it’s only 3 days. Personally, I don’t think you two can last 30 minutes without getting into a fistfight, but, since this is going to depend on Aya, let me know how she feels about it. How are you going to pack? Is he willing to let you in, or did your father change the locks?”
“No,” she giggled, “but if he did I can always get in my bedroom window. I’ve gotten in the house many times, that way. If Aiya agrees, what time can we be here?”
“Anytime after 3pm. Remember, It’s a trial basis,” I said, regretting the entire arrangement. Those sisters are fucking crazy.
I dropped April off at home so she could get some things and call Aya. I went grocery shopping and bought a whole bunch of shit to last us a week. If this worked out, the $800 a month would be nice, but so would the sex. I could flip a fucking coin every night of the week.
I was on my way home with everything, when April called. “Aya’s in,” she said. “She wants to be with you, but she knows the terms.”
“Cool, I answered. “I’ll see you guys later.”
I got home at 5pm and April had already moved in. I walked into the spare bedroom and saw her wearing the tiniest of denim shorts and a tiny t-shirt while she dusted, vacuumed and put her clothes away.
“Where’s Aya?” I ask. “Did she change her mind?” hoping she did.
“She went out to pick up some champagne and pizzas so we could celebrate. I didn’t know you went out and bought a bunch of food, but we wanted to help out.”
“Much appreciated. How did she take the news?” I asked.
“She doesn’t like it, but says she’ll live with it.,” April answered. “Whatever happened between you two definitely turned her radar toward you.”
“That’s because I’m a good fuck.”
April giggled. “Yes you are!”
“I’ll be in my room. I want to clean some weed and watch some TV. Please let me know when Aya gets home with the pizza. We can eat and I’ll talk to her after dinner,” I said, walking down the hall toward my room.
About a half hour later, Aya, (who I didn’t hear come in,) texted me, simply saying. “Pizza?”
I walked out into the kitchen and she came running over to me, almost crying, holding onto me tightly. “I’m sorry I got mad about you sending that pic to my dad. It was a crazy time, I had a nasty hangover from the night before and I’ve felt bad about it ever since. When you ghosted me, I felt even worse.
“Let’s talk in my room after we eat. I want to go over everything with you.”
“Alright!” she said smiling. I think she thought we were going to fuck, I didn’t know if we would, or not, but we did have to chat about where I stand with her.
I gotta admit, as good as April looked, Aya looked better. 5 years younger than April. Aya’s got an ass you could bounce a quarter off and get change.
When we finished dinner, April offered to clean up, while I spoke with Aya. We went into my room and sat on my bed.
“Wanna smoke a joint?” I asked.
“I always wanna smoke a joint,” she answered.
I lit the biggest joint I had tucked away in my nightstand drawer and handed it to her.
“Ok, so what’s on your mind?” I asked, noting her too short shorts and knee high sneakers.
“I just want to clear the air. I know I got bitchy with you and you shut me down by ghosting me. I just want to apologize. I got angry and I didn’t mean to take it out on you,” she said, handing me back the joint. “I also wanted to thank you for letting us move in with you. We appreciate it more than you’ll ever know., she explained.
“You’re both on a trial basis. Don’t forget that, please, I added in case April hadn’t completely filled her in.”
“I know,” she smiled. “We’ll behave.”
I didn’t believe her. The only thing I believed was they were going to get into a fist fight before the 72 hours was up.
“I also wanted to tell you,” she continued, “that I have kinda of a crush on you and you’re a good person and you’ve always treated me good even before the revenge sex date happened.”
“I like you Aya. I really do. If I didn’t you wouldn’t be here. In fact the only reason April is here is because I like you. The problem is, I don’t trust either of you. From what I’ve heard recently, our sex wasn’t the only revenge sex you’ve taken out on her,” I said.
Aya looked down at the floor. She took a hit of the blunt as her brain searched for a response. “Oh, you know about that. Fucking April!”
Just tell me who it was with. April told me there were three or more guys? And a girl?
Her face turned red when I mentioned the girl. “Her name is Addie. You know her. The guys? There were four, not including you. She doesn’t know about one of them. She’d be really pissed.”
“And you wanted a relationship with me? Look, I don’t give two fucks about the girl you’re sleeping with, I’m talking about the guys you’ve fucked with. You’re just like your fucking sister,” I said harshly.
“But, I’m really not,” she pleaded. “Really. I know what I did was wrong, but that’s before we fucked. I haven’t fucked anyone since. I promise. I’ll be faithful to you.”
“Stand up,” I commanded. She got up from the bed and stood up. I thought she was going to start crying any second. “Now take off your clothes.”
“What?” she asked, automatically taking off her top. “Why am I taking off my clothes?”
“Because confession is a good thing and the truth shall set you free.” I said.
Aya was wearing the faintest hint of a smile. I think she was expecting a sex game, and she wouldn’t be wrong, but this would be a sex game for my pleasure. Not hers.
As she stood in my room naked, illuminated from the lamps on either side of my bed, I could see her nipples standing straight out. Damn, she was fucking pretty. But, I digress. I had a job to do.
“Who was the first guy you revenge fucked for April?”
“You really want to talk about it?” she asked nervously. “I’m kind of ashamed I did it.”
“I’m asking, so I must really want to talk about it,” I said.
She let out a sigh. “His name was Daniel. He was seeing April after you guys dated.”
“Why did you want revenge? Did you like the guy, or something?”
“No,” she said, slightly ashamed. “I was mad at April because she stole my car without asking and didn’t come back for two days. What a cunt. So I called her boyfriend and asked if he wanted to fuck. It didn’t take him half a second to say yes. We met a motel. That one on Rte. 33. The really dumply place.”
“What did you guys do in the motel?” I asked.
“He got me naked and on my knees on the filthy carpeting of the motel room. It was nasty, but a turn on to be blowing my sister’s boyfriend in a seedy place.
After I blew him for awhile, he picked me up and tossed me on the bed. He told me the only sex he got with April was blowjobs and in her pussy. He wanted something else from me.”
“Your ass?” I asked.
“Exactly. I was really nervous. I did not have any confidence in my ass fucking abilities at this time. I had been fingered a few times, stuck a dildo up there, once or twice and had two failed attempts at it with my boyfriend.”
“Failed attempts?” I asked, wondering what had happened.
“Um, he shot his load both times before he got it in.”
“Is that the same boyfriend who fucked your sister April in the ass?” I asked, staring at her perfect body.
“That’s the one. So this guy told me to lay on my back while he spread my legs. I was pretty nervous. His dick wasn’t gargantuan, but it was bigger than my boyfriend’s and I was afraid it might hurt. I asked him if he had any lube and he laughed. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a metal container hair pomade and shoved three fingerfulls inside of me. Then he plunged his cock inside of me. I screamed….at first.”
“He used a hair pomade?” I was completely surprised.
“Yeah, a real classy guy. I screamed when he put it in there. At first, anyway.”
“At first?” I asked. “What do you mean?”
“It hurt for a couple of minutes and my only wish was that he would cum really fast and pull out. But then it started to feel good. Real good. I played with my pussy and came twice before he did.”
“Why don’t you play with your pussy now?” I asked. Show me how you played with yourself when he had it in your asshole?”
Aya started to play with herself. Her bald pussy revealed she was already wet. She was so hot the way she fingered herself. Much hotter than any other girl I’d ever seen. She just had this technique about it where she looked so sexy the way she fingered her twat.
She moaned softly as her eyes closed halfway and she began to enjoy playing with herself in front of me. My hard on was clearly showing through my sweatpants. I know she had seen it, too. I knew she had a good time the night we got together. I thought it might be fun to fuck around with her while her sister listened from the kitchen.
“Are we going to fuck?” she asked. “I’m so horny.”
“You know what we’re going to do?” I asked, not waiting for an answer. “Tonight you told me about giving your sister’s boyfriend a blowjob and letting him fuck you in the asshole. Tonight, I want you to suck my dick and then I’m going to fuck your ass just like he did. Look at it as a small punishment for not being upfront with me in the first place.”
“Ummmm, ok,” she moaned.
I stood up and dropped my sweatpants to the ground, while she knelt on the carpeting in front of my bed. She grabbed onto my cock with the biggest smile and put it in her mouth. The lips on this girl were magical. Maybe this arrangement was going to work out after all. The inside of her young mouth felt wet and silky. I wanted to blow my load in it tonight, but there would be plenty of time for that.
“Get my cock nice and wet,” I said, with a slight moan. “I have plans.”
“She looked up at me, said nothing and continued doing what she was asked to do. You can tell when a girl likes you. When I was sure I was ready to proceed, I said to her, “Bend over the bed. I’ll be right back.”
I took a 15 second dash into the bathroom and returned. “Lay on your back,” I said. Aya smiled. Just like her sister, it was obvious she loved to fuck.She got into position, I raised her legs and pulled them apart and stood on the floor, grabbing her by the thighs to lift her up. “What are we doing?” she asked,with a slight moan. That’s when I smiled an extra evil grin, reached into my pocket and pulled out a small tin.
“What’s that?” she asked.
“That’s a can of my pomade,” I said. “A little bird told me it works well for what I’m about to do.”
Instead of acting nervous or scared, Aya reached under her thighs, exposing both holes and asked in the sexiest voice, “WIll you please fuck my ass?”
How was I going to say no to one of the cutest, pink, buttholes I’d ever seen in my life. I took off the lid of the pomade and stuck two fingers inside of it, pulled out an admirably sized scoop and slathered it in and around her asshole. Hoping it wouldn’t sting my dick, I coated it with the tea tree and pine scent pomade. The pomade was a bright orange color, which left my dick and her asshole an eerie shade of Halloween. No stinging. That would have been embarrassing for both of us.
“Please put it in my asshole?” she asked, those big baby blues of hers drilling into my eyes. “Put it inside my butthole.”
How was I going to refuse that request? I grabbed into my cock and pushed the head of it into her asshole. She moaned ever so lightly. It felt good, so I pushed in a little further, lifting her hips a little higher. This was always a great position for anal with April, but Aya was much shorter. However, I had no plans to change positions. She was laying there, her eyes half closed, nipples harder than I’ve ever seen them and her lips in a circle as she “oooohed” for every pump deeper into her ass.
“It feels so good, nice and slow like this,” she moaned. “You’re gonna make me cum. I love when I have a dick in my ass and I rub my clit and cum. It feels so fucking good. Ooooh!”
I continued nice and slow because I wanted to speak to her more about the revenge sex she had with the four other guys that weren’t me.
“Who was the second revenge sex guy?” I asked.
“Please can we not talk about it?” Aya. “I’m extremely ashamed.”
“We don’t have to talk about,” I said, extracting my cock from her tight, clenching ass. “We don’t have to do this either.”
“Aww, c’mon,” she cried. “It felt so good. Why do you keep asking me about what guys I did what with?”
“Because,” I said, “I didn’t know about any other revenge sex and don’t think it was fair that you didn’t tell me about the others.”
“I know. I’m sorry,” she moaned. “Ok, put it back in me, I’ll tell you everything.”
“Not tonight,” I said, wiping off my dick and pulling up my jeans.
“Why?” she cried.
“Because you’re a fucking liar, just like your sister. I mean, I know you’ve got the potential to follow in her footsteps. Tomorrow after dinner, we’ll meet here again and you’ll tell me about the next guy on your list and everything you did while I fuck you.”
“Ok, she moaned, “but please can’t we finish tonight? It felt so good in my tight asshole.”
“We’ll try again tomorrow. Go out and please send your sister in,” I asked.
“Because she’s been pretty truthful with me since you moved in. Just send her in,” I said matter of factly.
She walked out upset and crying and April came in a few minutes later.
“What the fuck happened with Aya?”
“Nothing,” I said. “Just being a liar, that’s all. I think she’ll come around, though. Real fast.”
“Well, she likes you. Of course she will. But she looks really upset.”
“That’s because I wouldn’t continue to fuck her,” I said laughing.
“You were fucking her and you stopped? Hell, I’d be mad, too,” she giggled.
I only stopped because she lied to me. We have an understanding now. I told her we’d work it out tomorrow after dinner.”
“Well, that’s good. I was thinking of going to Bobby Z’s house and getting some more weed. It will cost me a blowjob, but free weed is free weed,” she said.
“As soon as we’re done here,” I said.
“What do you need me to do? She asked, thinking it might have something to do with folding the laundry in the basket beside my bed.
“Lift your skirt and bend over the bed, please,” I said, walking over to my door and locking it from the inside.
“You wanna fuck now? Two seconds ago you were fucking my sister and you want to fuck now? That’s kinda fucked up, don’t you think?”
“Maybe, but I can’t have liars in here. If Aya and I ever end up together, do you think I’d want her doing what you did to me?”
“Ok,” she said. “I’m not pissed you want to fuck me. It’s a compliment. I told you anytime you wanted and meant it. I hope Aya doesn’t get pissed.
I went to my drawer and found the bottle of lube I used for special events such as this. I laughed when I saw the container of pomade next to my lamp. I won’t be using that anymore. What a mess to clean off.
“You’re fucking my ass? No romance, no foreplay, no blowjob?” she asked nervously.
“Oooow! That’s fucking cold,” she said as I applied the lube to her asshole and squirted it all over my dick. “So tell me more about what happened between you and Aya.”
She almost didn’t get to finish her sentence, because I plunged deeply into her.
“Ohhhh! Mutherfucker!” she cried out. April was very vocal when fucked in the ass. “Fuck me!”
If you were a woman outside my door, listening to some guy fuck your sister. Correction. If you heard some guy fucking your sister outside of his bedroom door and he had kicked you our for being a fucking liar, would you be pissed?”
You bet you would. Aya started banging on my door, screaming and swearing. She started off right away shouting at April, calling her the most devious of names-cunt being her favorite. “You fucking ungratetful cunt!” Aya shouted, pounding on my door. “Bitch! Fucking Whore!”
I didn’t stop and neither did April. She was moanng so fucking loud, I’m sure Aya thought she was trying to piss her off. She had two fingers stuffed up her pussy fucking in and out, as my dick did its damage in the rear. She had reached back with her left hand and clamped it onto my thigh as she literally shook having her orgasm. Fuck she was loud. Between the banging on the door and the shouts of pleasure from April, I was a little worried my landlord might throw me the fuck out, before I could throw them out.
“You fucking cunt!” Aya screamed out. “Now you’re doing revenge sex on me? Wait until you have a new boyfriend, April. I’m going to fuck him every chance I get.”
It felt so good inside April’s asshole. As I pulled out, her muscles would contract and then relax as I pumped deep inside her. This girl was made for ass fucking.
“I’m fucking cumming!” April screamed loudly.
More door banging and a couple of more, “You fucking vicious cunt!’
“Call her a cunt once more!” I yelled out.
“You fucking cunt!” Aya yelled.
“Thanks, I yelled out.” I’m going to blow my load in your sister’s asshole.
I’m not gonna lie. That was literally the best piece of ass I had in my life. Fucking my ex, her sister pissed off about it and screaming outside the door all led to a giant shot of jizz in April’s ass. We both collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.
I woke up a couple of hours later. I was actually scared to walk out there. Who knew if Aya would be standing there with a fucking butcher’s knife ready to chop off my head, or (worse) my dick. But she wasn’t around. I checked the other bathroom and the room the girls were sharing and she wasn’t around. All her shit was there, so I knew she didn’t leave permanently. That’s when I found the Post It note on the fridge.
“Went out to get laid. Fuck you both!”
I had to laugh. It was pretty funny. I heated up a piece of pizza in the microwave and took it back to my bedroom. April was still passed out. I decided to let her sleep there. I took a shower and watched TV in my room for awhile with my headphones. It was only 11:30pm.
I didn’t even hear Aya come back into the apartment.
NOTE: April has been made aware of this story and apparently, was completely surprised. A friend of mine who's been reading it, (also knows her) and sent her the link. She sent me a long fucking email message. At first she didn't seem too happy about our former sex life being published online, but after reading everything, changed her mind. She has no objections to my posting her email. If you're reading the story, you're going to want to hear April's side of it. It's really well-written and contains a lot of stuff I had forgotten about. I sent an email back and asked her to let me interview her. I haven't heard back from her yet. I'll keep you posted. An interview with April would give the story a great ending. I'll keep you posted.
Once inside my house, April stripped in front of me, her clothing dropping to the floor as she made a beeline for my bathroom. “Fresh towels are in the cupboard right inside the door,” I said afterward.
She returned about a half hour later and said, “Your turn. By the way do you have anything I can change into? All my clothes are, um, wet. I laughed and went into the bedroom and got her one of my t-shirts. As they always did, my shirt covered her down to her upper thighs. She used to steal my t-shirts all the time.
As I was heading to the shower, she asked me if it were ok for her to roll a blunt with my weed and to make a cup of coffee. “Sure, I said. “Make one for me, too. April loved to smoke weed and drink coffee at the same time. She’s the one who got me into the habit.
I returned a short time later and after putting on a pair of jeans and socks, I went to the living room where two mugs had been placed on my coffee table.
“It’s been awhile, huh?” she asked, handing me the blunt. “Nothing like coffee and weed,” I agreed
“You wanted to speak to me?” I asked. “Something about Aya?”
“I wanted to know how you felt about her,” she said. “We fight, we disagree, we don’t speak to each other weeks at a time, but she’s still blood. You know? The reason I ask, is, she definitely has a thing for you, but I’m going to be honest. This isn’t the first revenge sex episode she’s tried to use against me. She’s fucked three other guys I was seeing over the past 5 or 6 months. And on top of it. Do you remember my best friend Addie? She seduced her at a party and now they’re hanging out eating each others’ pussies every chance they get.”
“I didn’t know about that,” I said. I like Aya, but I don’t want a relationship. She already knows that. “I like Aiya. I always did. She was always nice to me, even when you were being a cunt. But, she’s your sister and can be as cold as ice. Colder than that, probably. More revenge sex? That’s fucked up. She didn’t say anything to me about it.
“Ok, I was just filling you in on everything, in case you ever asked her out, or to move in with you, permanently. I didn’t want you walking into something you’d regret six months later.
“Like I said,” I began, taking a huge blunt hit. “I like Aya. But, she’s just as devious as you are. I don’t need that kind of drama in my life anymore. If I want to get laid, I can go out and get laid. I don’t need a relationship. How do I know that you two aren’t cooking up something at this very moment to fuck with me? I would never be able to trust either one of you.”
“Ok,” she answered, laughing. “I get it. Is it ok if I crash on your sofa tonight? Bobby Z had picked me up earlier. My car is at home. You look like you’re pretty fucked up. Can I stay?”
“I can call you an Uber,” I said. “I don’t think staying is a good idea. I’m sure you get it.”
“I do,” she answered. “But I promise I won’t try anything and you can even lock your bedroom door, so I don’t come in there at 4am with a butcher knife and slice off your balls,” she giggled.
“One night,” I said. “I have a lot of shit to do tomorrow. I’ll drive you home first thing in the morning”
“Ok, cool,” she answered. “Thanks.”
“Extra blankets and pillows are in the closet off the living room,” I said. “Have a good night.” I was almost inside my bedroom when she asked me something I couldn’t make out. I didn’t bother asking her what she said.
I was fucking wasted on weed and the coffee did nothing to help me. I was asleep in minutes.
The next morning, about 9am, I woke up and went into the kitchen and April had already made the coffee and was sitting at the table scrolling through her phone. “Good morning,” she said with a big smile. “I always start my day scrolling through the news.”
I had to give her credit. Lots of people look like shit when they first wake up, but not her. She was beautiful and looked so sexy in that t-shirt. I knew I had to get her out of my fucking house before she conned me into another night.
“Ok,” but I have a ton of shit on my plate today, so we’ll have coffee and get out of here, ok?”
“Um, sure,” she said. “Look, I might as well fucking tell you. My dad threw me out yesterday afternoon, and I have nowhere to go. He’s really upset about the video you took with Aya and then the picture you sent him with me and the champagne bottles. He said I was a bad influence on Aya and when she stepped in to defend me, he threw her out, too. She’s back at her girlfriend’s for now, but she can only stay a couple of days.”
“And what do you want from me?” I asked, taking a deep sip of coffee.
“I want to know if you can take her in for a few days. Me? I can find somewhere to crash, but Aya’s young and she needs to be protected. If I can’t do it, then someone like you should do it. I trust you.”
“Good to know,” I said. “I don’t trust either of you.”
“And you don’t have to,” she answered. “That’s why I worked up a proposal. I’m going to tell you about it now and then you can say yes or no, and I’m good with either answer, ok?”
“A proposal? I’m gonna need another coffee,” I said shaking my head wondering what the fuck she was going to try and sell me now.
“Ok, shoot,” I said, adding my sugar. “What is this proposal?
“Simple. You have an extra bedroom and we need a place to stay. I don’t want her to go back to our dad’s house. He needs to not see us for a while. His blood pressure is cranked up and he’s a nervous wreck when we’re around. We’re going to give him a break. We both have jobs and we’re saving up for a place, but need a roof while we do that. What do you say?”
“Absolutely fucking not,” I laughed. It really was funny.
“I knew you were going to say that,” she said, but you haven’t heard me out, yet. We’ll clean and cook and you don’t have to lift a finger to help out. As a bonus? I’ll fuck or suck you anytime you want. That’s of course, if you wanted nothing to do with Aya.”
“Here’s what I’m going to do,” I said. “I’ll let you both stay for three days. During that time, if you’re fighting each other, or me, and screaming and yelling and pissing my neighbors off, you’re going to have to leave. Bring enough of your stuff for 3 days and no more. We’ll see how it goes after that. It’s going to cost you $800 a month. And the sex, of course.”
“Of course. I’ll give it to you whenever. I never lie about sex,” she said.
“Yeah,” I answered. “You only lie about it when you have it with someone other than your boyfriend.
“I deserved that. Ok, so it’s a three day trial, $800 a month, if we behave, cleaning cooking, and course, fucking. That should cover it.”
“Almost. I want sex from both of you. You both got me into this mess. I deserve it. I want your asshole, Aiya’s pussy and both of your mouths.”
“You are joking. Right? We’re not going to do anything together. That’s just fucking sick.”
“Not joking,” I answered. “I don’t want you to do anything together. When I want you, I’ll let you know in advance and you spend the night in my room. When I want her, I’ll let her know. That’s the only way I see this working.”
“Yeah, but she really likes you. Suppose we sneak sex behind her back? She doesn’t have to know we’re fucking. I don’t think she’s gonna go for it,” April said, knowing the conversation was going downhill.
“That’s what the deal is. Talk to Aya and let me know what you decide. Remember it’s only 3 days. Personally, I don’t think you two can last 30 minutes without getting into a fistfight, but, since this is going to depend on Aya, let me know how she feels about it. How are you going to pack? Is he willing to let you in, or did your father change the locks?”
“No,” she giggled, “but if he did I can always get in my bedroom window. I’ve gotten in the house many times, that way. If Aiya agrees, what time can we be here?”
“Anytime after 3pm. Remember, It’s a trial basis,” I said, regretting the entire arrangement. Those sisters are fucking crazy.
I dropped April off at home so she could get some things and call Aya. I went grocery shopping and bought a whole bunch of shit to last us a week. If this worked out, the $800 a month would be nice, but so would the sex. I could flip a fucking coin every night of the week.
I was on my way home with everything, when April called. “Aya’s in,” she said. “She wants to be with you, but she knows the terms.”
“Cool, I answered. “I’ll see you guys later.”
I got home at 5pm and April had already moved in. I walked into the spare bedroom and saw her wearing the tiniest of denim shorts and a tiny t-shirt while she dusted, vacuumed and put her clothes away.
“Where’s Aya?” I ask. “Did she change her mind?” hoping she did.
“She went out to pick up some champagne and pizzas so we could celebrate. I didn’t know you went out and bought a bunch of food, but we wanted to help out.”
“Much appreciated. How did she take the news?” I asked.
“She doesn’t like it, but says she’ll live with it.,” April answered. “Whatever happened between you two definitely turned her radar toward you.”
“That’s because I’m a good fuck.”
April giggled. “Yes you are!”
“I’ll be in my room. I want to clean some weed and watch some TV. Please let me know when Aya gets home with the pizza. We can eat and I’ll talk to her after dinner,” I said, walking down the hall toward my room.
About a half hour later, Aya, (who I didn’t hear come in,) texted me, simply saying. “Pizza?”
I walked out into the kitchen and she came running over to me, almost crying, holding onto me tightly. “I’m sorry I got mad about you sending that pic to my dad. It was a crazy time, I had a nasty hangover from the night before and I’ve felt bad about it ever since. When you ghosted me, I felt even worse.
“Let’s talk in my room after we eat. I want to go over everything with you.”
“Alright!” she said smiling. I think she thought we were going to fuck, I didn’t know if we would, or not, but we did have to chat about where I stand with her.
I gotta admit, as good as April looked, Aya looked better. 5 years younger than April. Aya’s got an ass you could bounce a quarter off and get change.
When we finished dinner, April offered to clean up, while I spoke with Aya. We went into my room and sat on my bed.
“Wanna smoke a joint?” I asked.
“I always wanna smoke a joint,” she answered.
I lit the biggest joint I had tucked away in my nightstand drawer and handed it to her.
“Ok, so what’s on your mind?” I asked, noting her too short shorts and knee high sneakers.
“I just want to clear the air. I know I got bitchy with you and you shut me down by ghosting me. I just want to apologize. I got angry and I didn’t mean to take it out on you,” she said, handing me back the joint. “I also wanted to thank you for letting us move in with you. We appreciate it more than you’ll ever know., she explained.
“You’re both on a trial basis. Don’t forget that, please, I added in case April hadn’t completely filled her in.”
“I know,” she smiled. “We’ll behave.”
I didn’t believe her. The only thing I believed was they were going to get into a fist fight before the 72 hours was up.
“I also wanted to tell you,” she continued, “that I have kinda of a crush on you and you’re a good person and you’ve always treated me good even before the revenge sex date happened.”
“I like you Aya. I really do. If I didn’t you wouldn’t be here. In fact the only reason April is here is because I like you. The problem is, I don’t trust either of you. From what I’ve heard recently, our sex wasn’t the only revenge sex you’ve taken out on her,” I said.
Aya looked down at the floor. She took a hit of the blunt as her brain searched for a response. “Oh, you know about that. Fucking April!”
Just tell me who it was with. April told me there were three or more guys? And a girl?
Her face turned red when I mentioned the girl. “Her name is Addie. You know her. The guys? There were four, not including you. She doesn’t know about one of them. She’d be really pissed.”
“And you wanted a relationship with me? Look, I don’t give two fucks about the girl you’re sleeping with, I’m talking about the guys you’ve fucked with. You’re just like your fucking sister,” I said harshly.
“But, I’m really not,” she pleaded. “Really. I know what I did was wrong, but that’s before we fucked. I haven’t fucked anyone since. I promise. I’ll be faithful to you.”
“Stand up,” I commanded. She got up from the bed and stood up. I thought she was going to start crying any second. “Now take off your clothes.”
“What?” she asked, automatically taking off her top. “Why am I taking off my clothes?”
“Because confession is a good thing and the truth shall set you free.” I said.
Aya was wearing the faintest hint of a smile. I think she was expecting a sex game, and she wouldn’t be wrong, but this would be a sex game for my pleasure. Not hers.
As she stood in my room naked, illuminated from the lamps on either side of my bed, I could see her nipples standing straight out. Damn, she was fucking pretty. But, I digress. I had a job to do.
“Who was the first guy you revenge fucked for April?”
“You really want to talk about it?” she asked nervously. “I’m kind of ashamed I did it.”
“I’m asking, so I must really want to talk about it,” I said.
She let out a sigh. “His name was Daniel. He was seeing April after you guys dated.”
“Why did you want revenge? Did you like the guy, or something?”
“No,” she said, slightly ashamed. “I was mad at April because she stole my car without asking and didn’t come back for two days. What a cunt. So I called her boyfriend and asked if he wanted to fuck. It didn’t take him half a second to say yes. We met a motel. That one on Rte. 33. The really dumply place.”
“What did you guys do in the motel?” I asked.
“He got me naked and on my knees on the filthy carpeting of the motel room. It was nasty, but a turn on to be blowing my sister’s boyfriend in a seedy place.
After I blew him for awhile, he picked me up and tossed me on the bed. He told me the only sex he got with April was blowjobs and in her pussy. He wanted something else from me.”
“Your ass?” I asked.
“Exactly. I was really nervous. I did not have any confidence in my ass fucking abilities at this time. I had been fingered a few times, stuck a dildo up there, once or twice and had two failed attempts at it with my boyfriend.”
“Failed attempts?” I asked, wondering what had happened.
“Um, he shot his load both times before he got it in.”
“Is that the same boyfriend who fucked your sister April in the ass?” I asked, staring at her perfect body.
“That’s the one. So this guy told me to lay on my back while he spread my legs. I was pretty nervous. His dick wasn’t gargantuan, but it was bigger than my boyfriend’s and I was afraid it might hurt. I asked him if he had any lube and he laughed. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a metal container hair pomade and shoved three fingerfulls inside of me. Then he plunged his cock inside of me. I screamed….at first.”
“He used a hair pomade?” I was completely surprised.
“Yeah, a real classy guy. I screamed when he put it in there. At first, anyway.”
“At first?” I asked. “What do you mean?”
“It hurt for a couple of minutes and my only wish was that he would cum really fast and pull out. But then it started to feel good. Real good. I played with my pussy and came twice before he did.”
“Why don’t you play with your pussy now?” I asked. Show me how you played with yourself when he had it in your asshole?”
Aya started to play with herself. Her bald pussy revealed she was already wet. She was so hot the way she fingered herself. Much hotter than any other girl I’d ever seen. She just had this technique about it where she looked so sexy the way she fingered her twat.
She moaned softly as her eyes closed halfway and she began to enjoy playing with herself in front of me. My hard on was clearly showing through my sweatpants. I know she had seen it, too. I knew she had a good time the night we got together. I thought it might be fun to fuck around with her while her sister listened from the kitchen.
“Are we going to fuck?” she asked. “I’m so horny.”
“You know what we’re going to do?” I asked, not waiting for an answer. “Tonight you told me about giving your sister’s boyfriend a blowjob and letting him fuck you in the asshole. Tonight, I want you to suck my dick and then I’m going to fuck your ass just like he did. Look at it as a small punishment for not being upfront with me in the first place.”
“Ummmm, ok,” she moaned.
I stood up and dropped my sweatpants to the ground, while she knelt on the carpeting in front of my bed. She grabbed onto my cock with the biggest smile and put it in her mouth. The lips on this girl were magical. Maybe this arrangement was going to work out after all. The inside of her young mouth felt wet and silky. I wanted to blow my load in it tonight, but there would be plenty of time for that.
“Get my cock nice and wet,” I said, with a slight moan. “I have plans.”
“She looked up at me, said nothing and continued doing what she was asked to do. You can tell when a girl likes you. When I was sure I was ready to proceed, I said to her, “Bend over the bed. I’ll be right back.”
I took a 15 second dash into the bathroom and returned. “Lay on your back,” I said. Aya smiled. Just like her sister, it was obvious she loved to fuck.She got into position, I raised her legs and pulled them apart and stood on the floor, grabbing her by the thighs to lift her up. “What are we doing?” she asked,with a slight moan. That’s when I smiled an extra evil grin, reached into my pocket and pulled out a small tin.
“What’s that?” she asked.
“That’s a can of my pomade,” I said. “A little bird told me it works well for what I’m about to do.”
Instead of acting nervous or scared, Aya reached under her thighs, exposing both holes and asked in the sexiest voice, “WIll you please fuck my ass?”
How was I going to say no to one of the cutest, pink, buttholes I’d ever seen in my life. I took off the lid of the pomade and stuck two fingers inside of it, pulled out an admirably sized scoop and slathered it in and around her asshole. Hoping it wouldn’t sting my dick, I coated it with the tea tree and pine scent pomade. The pomade was a bright orange color, which left my dick and her asshole an eerie shade of Halloween. No stinging. That would have been embarrassing for both of us.
“Please put it in my asshole?” she asked, those big baby blues of hers drilling into my eyes. “Put it inside my butthole.”
How was I going to refuse that request? I grabbed into my cock and pushed the head of it into her asshole. She moaned ever so lightly. It felt good, so I pushed in a little further, lifting her hips a little higher. This was always a great position for anal with April, but Aya was much shorter. However, I had no plans to change positions. She was laying there, her eyes half closed, nipples harder than I’ve ever seen them and her lips in a circle as she “oooohed” for every pump deeper into her ass.
“It feels so good, nice and slow like this,” she moaned. “You’re gonna make me cum. I love when I have a dick in my ass and I rub my clit and cum. It feels so fucking good. Ooooh!”
I continued nice and slow because I wanted to speak to her more about the revenge sex she had with the four other guys that weren’t me.
“Who was the second revenge sex guy?” I asked.
“Please can we not talk about it?” Aya. “I’m extremely ashamed.”
“We don’t have to talk about,” I said, extracting my cock from her tight, clenching ass. “We don’t have to do this either.”
“Aww, c’mon,” she cried. “It felt so good. Why do you keep asking me about what guys I did what with?”
“Because,” I said, “I didn’t know about any other revenge sex and don’t think it was fair that you didn’t tell me about the others.”
“I know. I’m sorry,” she moaned. “Ok, put it back in me, I’ll tell you everything.”
“Not tonight,” I said, wiping off my dick and pulling up my jeans.
“Why?” she cried.
“Because you’re a fucking liar, just like your sister. I mean, I know you’ve got the potential to follow in her footsteps. Tomorrow after dinner, we’ll meet here again and you’ll tell me about the next guy on your list and everything you did while I fuck you.”
“Ok, she moaned, “but please can’t we finish tonight? It felt so good in my tight asshole.”
“We’ll try again tomorrow. Go out and please send your sister in,” I asked.
“Because she’s been pretty truthful with me since you moved in. Just send her in,” I said matter of factly.
She walked out upset and crying and April came in a few minutes later.
“What the fuck happened with Aya?”
“Nothing,” I said. “Just being a liar, that’s all. I think she’ll come around, though. Real fast.”
“Well, she likes you. Of course she will. But she looks really upset.”
“That’s because I wouldn’t continue to fuck her,” I said laughing.
“You were fucking her and you stopped? Hell, I’d be mad, too,” she giggled.
I only stopped because she lied to me. We have an understanding now. I told her we’d work it out tomorrow after dinner.”
“Well, that’s good. I was thinking of going to Bobby Z’s house and getting some more weed. It will cost me a blowjob, but free weed is free weed,” she said.
“As soon as we’re done here,” I said.
“What do you need me to do? She asked, thinking it might have something to do with folding the laundry in the basket beside my bed.
“Lift your skirt and bend over the bed, please,” I said, walking over to my door and locking it from the inside.
“You wanna fuck now? Two seconds ago you were fucking my sister and you want to fuck now? That’s kinda fucked up, don’t you think?”
“Maybe, but I can’t have liars in here. If Aya and I ever end up together, do you think I’d want her doing what you did to me?”
“Ok,” she said. “I’m not pissed you want to fuck me. It’s a compliment. I told you anytime you wanted and meant it. I hope Aya doesn’t get pissed.
I went to my drawer and found the bottle of lube I used for special events such as this. I laughed when I saw the container of pomade next to my lamp. I won’t be using that anymore. What a mess to clean off.
“You’re fucking my ass? No romance, no foreplay, no blowjob?” she asked nervously.
“Oooow! That’s fucking cold,” she said as I applied the lube to her asshole and squirted it all over my dick. “So tell me more about what happened between you and Aya.”
She almost didn’t get to finish her sentence, because I plunged deeply into her.
“Ohhhh! Mutherfucker!” she cried out. April was very vocal when fucked in the ass. “Fuck me!”
If you were a woman outside my door, listening to some guy fuck your sister. Correction. If you heard some guy fucking your sister outside of his bedroom door and he had kicked you our for being a fucking liar, would you be pissed?”
You bet you would. Aya started banging on my door, screaming and swearing. She started off right away shouting at April, calling her the most devious of names-cunt being her favorite. “You fucking ungratetful cunt!” Aya shouted, pounding on my door. “Bitch! Fucking Whore!”
I didn’t stop and neither did April. She was moanng so fucking loud, I’m sure Aya thought she was trying to piss her off. She had two fingers stuffed up her pussy fucking in and out, as my dick did its damage in the rear. She had reached back with her left hand and clamped it onto my thigh as she literally shook having her orgasm. Fuck she was loud. Between the banging on the door and the shouts of pleasure from April, I was a little worried my landlord might throw me the fuck out, before I could throw them out.
“You fucking cunt!” Aya screamed out. “Now you’re doing revenge sex on me? Wait until you have a new boyfriend, April. I’m going to fuck him every chance I get.”
It felt so good inside April’s asshole. As I pulled out, her muscles would contract and then relax as I pumped deep inside her. This girl was made for ass fucking.
“I’m fucking cumming!” April screamed loudly.
More door banging and a couple of more, “You fucking vicious cunt!’
“Call her a cunt once more!” I yelled out.
“You fucking cunt!” Aya yelled.
“Thanks, I yelled out.” I’m going to blow my load in your sister’s asshole.
I’m not gonna lie. That was literally the best piece of ass I had in my life. Fucking my ex, her sister pissed off about it and screaming outside the door all led to a giant shot of jizz in April’s ass. We both collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.
I woke up a couple of hours later. I was actually scared to walk out there. Who knew if Aya would be standing there with a fucking butcher’s knife ready to chop off my head, or (worse) my dick. But she wasn’t around. I checked the other bathroom and the room the girls were sharing and she wasn’t around. All her shit was there, so I knew she didn’t leave permanently. That’s when I found the Post It note on the fridge.
“Went out to get laid. Fuck you both!”
I had to laugh. It was pretty funny. I heated up a piece of pizza in the microwave and took it back to my bedroom. April was still passed out. I decided to let her sleep there. I took a shower and watched TV in my room for awhile with my headphones. It was only 11:30pm.
I didn’t even hear Aya come back into the apartment.
NOTE: April has been made aware of this story and apparently, was completely surprised. A friend of mine who's been reading it, (also knows her) and sent her the link. She sent me a long fucking email message. At first she didn't seem too happy about our former sex life being published online, but after reading everything, changed her mind. She has no objections to my posting her email. If you're reading the story, you're going to want to hear April's side of it. It's really well-written and contains a lot of stuff I had forgotten about. I sent an email back and asked her to let me interview her. I haven't heard back from her yet. I'll keep you posted. An interview with April would give the story a great ending. I'll keep you posted.
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