My Penance-How My Ex Tried to Make Me Jealous  By Digger
(digger87@excite.com)

The following is indented for ADULTS ONLY.  If you are under 18 or
are offended by stories of a sexual nature, STOP NOW.This story
takes place in a FANTASY world with no AIDS or STDs.  In the REAL
world AIDS and STDs can kill you.  Protect yourself!!!!

     I dated Anna for 1.5 years and after living with her for nine
months, decided to end it.  She had many wonderful qualities, but
the fire in my belly was not there.  She was insecure and always
jealous when I spent my time with others or by myself.  Because of
this, it was difficult to keep up friendships.  Not only that, she
disapproved of some of my friends and insisted that I have no
contact with them.  Anna was always certain that I would cheat on
her because I could be overly flirtatious.  I might flirt now and
then, but I am loyal to a fault.  She was devastated by the break
up.  I felt bad too, but it was the right thing to do.  After the
hurt started to wear down, she started being angry with me.  She
would lash out at me and try to wound me psychologically.
     A week after I dropped the bomb, we stopped having sex and
stopped sleeping together.  The friendship and feelings of comfort
drew us together, not the chemistry.  Sex, for me, was only okay
with Anna.  She was very plain looking.  Her body didn't do much
for me--she had a big butt, and medium-sized tits (34b) that
drooped tremendously.  I am into the mental aspects of sex--I love
talking dirty and telling stories.  I like it when my woman wears
sexy outfits and acts lustfully towards me in public.  Anna was
into none of those things.  She sorta liked porno, but never
pushed the issue.  She did not masturbate on her own. She loved
having sex with me.  She was always willing to suck my cock and
swallow my cum, but she never let me shoot on her face (something
I like to do).  She liked having her anus stimulated while having
sex; this lead me to buying her a very small buttplug (about the
size of a finger).  I was pretty adamant about not having sex
after we broke up.  Not that I didn't want to, it was just that I
didn't want to send the wrong signal.
     I moved into the other bedroom where her computer was.  I
should describe my house.  It is ranch-style with a fully finished
basement.  On the main floor there are two bedrooms, a bath, a
large kitchen, and a large family room.  The bedrooms are adjacent
to each other and connected by a main hall.  The basement has a
very large room (big enough to comfortably play ping-pong in), a
bedroom with bath, and another room full of junk, which is
connected to a utility room.
     About 2.5 weeks after the breakup we were invited to a mutual
friend's party.  It was a major event with lots of people and lots
of good food at a very large house up in the hills.  Anna and I
decided it would be best if we attended separately.  She went with
her friend Joan; I went alone.  Once at the party, Anna drank
heavily.  While mixing, I came across her while she was talking to
a guy.  She spotted me and snuggled up to him--I think she was
trying to make me jealous, but it didn't work for I am not the
jealous time.  Later when I past by them, she suddenly lunged at
him and they started to kiss.  I observed them for a little while.
The party was very big and loud, and I doubt anyone else noticed
them.  A while later, I was loitering around the food, talking to
a lovely woman, when I saw Anna and the guy come in the room.  I
could see that she was upset because I was talking to another
woman.  Anna led her man in the corner, and started to make out
again.  She was facing me and I found it difficult not to watch.
Anna tried to make eye contact with me at all times, especially as
she ran her hands over the guy's butt.  Eventually, the
conversation with the lovely woman petered out, so I resumed
mingling.  Later, in a hall, I ran into Anna.  She was real drunk.
With anger in her voice she asked, "So what kind of slut was that
you were talking to?"  "Just some woman.  I don't remember her
name."  "I'm with Tom.  He knows how to treat a woman.  He's a
good kisser," she said with a slur.  "I'll believe you."  "He is.
But you'll never get to experience these lips or this tongue
again."  "I guess not."  "You bet your ass.  I'm a hot woman and
you threw me away, you asshole!  You'll never find someone better
than me!!"  I walked away saying, "See you at home, Anna.  I hope
your friend is sober, because you are stinking drunk."  I went
home.  Once there, I prepared for bed, then fired up the computer.
I felt like reading sex stories and looking at dirty pictures.  I
loved stories about sluts and seeing pictures of women with cum on
their faces.  I jacked-off and came hard.  Anna stumbled into the
house somewhat later.
     Next week, Anna announced that she was not moving out until
August 12 (it was July 17, and I broke up with her on the 1st).
From there on, we got along some days and she screamed at me other
days.  These six weeks of living together after the breakup was my
penance--my personal hell to pay for dumping her.  I swallowed my
pride and learned to grin and bear it.  I buried my head in the TV
and computer.
     Over the next weeks when Anna went out at night, she would
come home and insist on telling me about her experiences in great
detail.  I tried not to listen.  Tuesday night, she went out with
Tom for dinner.  Thursday morning, I noticed a new, little blue
case on the sink in our shared bathroom.  I knew right away that
it contained birth control pills.  I found this strange because
Anna had always been reluctant to try The Pill because of its side
effects.  Through my urgings, she got a diaphragm, but didn't like
using it.  In most cases, we used condoms, which I never really
liked, but what was I to do?  Anna walked in the bathroom as I was
examining the case.  "Yes," she hissed at me, "it's The Pill.  But
you'll never get to feel the benefits of me taking it."  The
thought of her using it and effects on sex led me to a hard-on.
After she spoke, she noticed my dick making a tent in my pants.
She grabbed my crotch and moved her face to mine and heatedly
said, "Too bad you dumped me; we could have had a lot of fun.  But
now, I'll have fun with someone else."  I groaned a bit.  She let
go and left for work.
     I had to jerk-off.  I fired up the computer and opened some
pictures that I had downloaded a few days ago.  I tiled four
pictures on my screen-all showed women sucking cocks, or with cum
all over their faces.  I was really into it, when Anna startled me
by walking the room (I had left the door open).  "I forgot my
lunch," she said.  "What are you looking at?"  I turned toward her
and kept stroking my dick.  Glancing back and forth between the
screen and me, she said angrily, "I hope you like looking at your
filthy pictures now, because the computer's going with me."  "I am
enjoying it now," I said with a big smile.  Frustration grew in
her face as she announced that she was going out after work.
     That night Anna came home with bags of new clothes.  She had
to show me all her new bras and underwear.  The bras were all sexy-
lacy, or transparent, or low-cut.  One was a "wonder bra," she
announced proudly.  The panties were small; some looked like
thongs.  "Sexy, huh?" she asked.  "Yes," I agreed.  "Too bad you
dumped me because you'll never get to see me in them."  She was
trying to get my goat again, but it didn't work.  Friday after
work, Anna went out dancing.  Upon returning late, she had to tell
me all the details about the guys she danced with and how she got
felt up.  She was a bit tipsy.  As she moved around the living
room, I could not take my eyes off her for she was provocatively
dressed.  I could tell that she had removed her bra at sometime
during the day.  Her blouse was unbuttoned about a third of the
way down.  Once, she leaned down toward me to make a point, and I
visually confirmed her lack of a bra.  The story of her evening's
events and her clothing turned me on.  This was a departure from
her style.  She was trying to hurt me by showing me what I was
throwing away.  I was not going to get back together with her.
However, I was excited, but not stupid enough to sleep with her
again.  The visions in my head of her acting this way would be
good wanking material for a long time to come.
     She stumbled into the kitchen.  I needed some relief, so I
went into the bedroom and turned on the computer.  I read a story
and looked at pictures.  I thought I closed the door tight, but it
crept open (it does that if you don't close it tight).  I was real
close to cumming when I noticed Anna standing next to me.  "Guess
you love your right hand now, jerk-off boy."  I spun and looked at
her while I continued to stroke my 7.5-inch dick.  "I might," I
replied, but added cruelly, "but you'll never get to fell this
dick inside of you again."  She was taken aback, and a bit mad.
She opened her blouse to reveal her sagging 34Bs.  "And you'll
never get to feel these again!  Tonight at the club, two guys
squeezed my tits."  She squeezed them.  "One even rolled his thumb
around my nipples."  She demonstrated.  This was too much for me
for I started to cum.  I grabbed some tissues and shot my load
into them.  She laughed evilly, "Tissue-boy!  Jerk-off!"  Still
giggling, she left my room.  She thought she was making fun of me,
but it didn't matter.  She showed me her tits.  I was keeping it
at home.  She was out in public.
     I powered down the computer, turned off the light and crawled
into bed.  The damn door crept open again.  I leaned to the end of
bed to close it when I notice something-I could see right into
Anna's bedroom.  In fact I could see her on the bed.  This was
possible with the help of a mirror on the door.  I have only one
full-length mirror in the house, and we moved it to the outside of
the bedroom door so that Anna could use it to get ready for work
when she left early.  Now, I was using the mirror to check her
out.  Anna was naked on the bed.  She was masturbating.  She lay
on her back with her right hand working her clit.  Her left was
shoving the anal-plug in and out.  As her tempo increased, so did
the size of my cock.  She came hard-moaning and groaning.  I
grabbed some tissues and did the same.  After she calmed down, she
got up to wash the plug.  We made eye contact, and she said with a
wicked smile, "I hope you enjoyed the show, because you'll never
get the real thing again."
     Saturday morning I announced that I was going for a hike with
my cousins and probably would go to their house afterwards to eat
and play cards.  I had done this many times and not returned home
until late.  She told me that she was going out to dinner and
movie with Tom.  The hike was great, but my cousin, Fran, was not
feeling the best, so we called it a day after a light dinner.
Since Anna was not going to be home until late, I decide to rent
some porno.  She had been making me horny and I figured this would
be a great way to release some of my pent up feelings.  We have a
local "adult" store that is supposed to be "fun"--full of toys,
lingerie, videos, and magazines.  They advertised themselves as a
great place where couples and women were welcome.  It was well lit
and every time I went there, I did see some women and couples.  I
was checking out some videos in the back corner when I saw Anna
walk in.  I was momentarily shocked and embarrassed.  She was
alone and did not notice me.  I ducked into the magazine corner
and kept an eye on her.  She looked over the dildos and butt-
plugs.  I saw her pick out a big dildo and a large butt-plug.  The
store really turns me on in general, but her actions were really
getting my dick hard.  Anna then walked over to the videos.  I
didn't know what she was looking at, but she spent about 10
minutes picking out two.  She took the cards to the front.  I saw
her fill out a membership form, and pay for the videos and toys.
After she left, I walked past the counter to look at the cards of
the videos she had rented; one was a standard video, while the
other was a gang-bang feature.  I could barely contain myself, for
I had nasty thoughts of catching her using her new marital aides
and watching the videos.  I couldn't rush home, so I decided to
kill some time at a coffee shop.
     At 8pm, I headed home.  I parked about 2 houses away, and
quietly entered through the back door.  The TV blared in the
family room.  I could hear the grunts, groans and bad music of a
porno.  Slowly I stuck my head around the corner and saw Anna
sitting on the couch.  She was wearing only a very light robe that
was open.  Her nipples were rock-hard.  She was slowly moving the
dildo in and out of her pussy.  Her eyes were fixed on the TV.  My
cock was like steel.  I watched her for a little while, and then I
decide to act.  I stealthily moved into my room.  I took off my
clothes and put on my summer robe.  I quietly walked back down the
hall and stuck my head around the corner.  Anna was in the same
position.  She never noticed me standing there.  I immediately
started to stroke my dick.  Eventually, she looked up and was
shocked to see me standing there with my dick in my hands.  Even
though she was startled, she did not take the dildo out of her
pussy.  Her attention returned to the tv and she began to
masturbate again.  I walked into the room and sat beside her on
the couch.  "Is this a good video?" I asked; she was watching the
gangbang film.  "Yes," she hissed, and continued to fuck herself.
We sat next to each other, masturbating.  Eventually, we both
came.  I settled back and starting watch her reaction to the film.
Every now and then she would say something like "look how big that
cock is" or "look at all that cum."  After a little while, I went
to bed.  Over the course of the next week, I saw Anna masturbate
via the mirror four times.  By the end of the week, she started to
being more brazen.  She would make a lot of noise.  In the
morning, I would find the dildo and larger butt-plug in the
bathroom; Anna left them there to dry after she washed them off.
     Saturday, she asked if I could stay out late because Tom was
coming over.  I said I had to get up early to go hiking Sunday
morning, but I would try to stay out as late as possible.  I got
home around 10pm.  I walked in from the garage through the
kitchen.  The light was on over the sink and I could tell that
someone was watching tv in the living room.  As I walked toward
the hall, I glanced into the living room and was able to see Anna
and Tom sitting close to each other on the couch.  "Hi.  How's
your evening?" I said.  Tom scrambled for a second, but Anna held
him in place.  "Good," she replied, "we're watching a romantic
movie."  At that moment, I noticed that her hand was in Tom's lap.
I could just make out the fact that Tom had his dick out of his
pants.  I tried to ignore it and said, "I'm going read a bit and
then go to bed."  They said, "Okay" and I went to my room.  I got
into my sleeping clothes (boxers and an old t-shirt), and went to
the bathroom.  As I walked to it, I glanced back in the living
room.  Anna's head was now in Tom's lap.  She was moving it and
her hand up and down.  She was blowing him right there in the
living room.  He was just leaning back and enjoying it.  I went
about my business in the bathroom, but kept a deft ear on the
situation.  Soon I hear Tom start to moan.  "Yes.  Yes!  Yes!!
Suck my cock!" he almost screamed.  I got a hard-on.  I went to
bed and read.  In 15 minutes, I turned off my light and went to
bed.
     My sleep was not restful and I tossed and turned.
Eventually, begrudgingly, I woke up an hour later.  I thought
reading might remedy the situation.  But first, I had to take a
piss.  Opening up my door, I noticed that Anna's light in her room
was on.  It blinded me for a moment before I stumbled into the
bathroom and did my business.  Coming out, I glanced at the
mirrored reflection of the events in her room--she and Tom were
having sex.  She was getting more and more brazen.  First the
hitting on guys at parties and bars, then sexy underwear, then
porn and dildos, now sex with some new guy.  She was trying to
hurt me by making me see that she was a desirable, sexy woman, (I
knew she was, but I just didn't want to date her any more), and
that I would never have her again.  I settled back in my bed and
watched the action.  They were in classic missionary position with
Tom thrusting in and out of her.  Eventually, they switched so she
was on top.  She really ground herself into him.  She was acting
like a wild woman.  They weren't making a lot of noise.  They
switched to doggie-style and faced me.  Tom was moving his hips
fast.  I heard her say, "Put a finger up my ass.  Put your finger
up my ass and make me cum!"  I guess he did, and she did.  She
moaned and groaned, but not too loudly.  Tom still kept thrusting
after she stopped.  He said, "I'm gonna.  I'm gonna cum!"  Anna
got off him, turned around, and, I assume because I could not see
it, swallowed his jism.  They calmed down.  I didn't.  I jerked
off into a tissue.  Afterwards, Anna walked by me, naked, on the
way to the bathroom.  We made eye contact and she gave me a
searing glance.  I shut my door and went to sleep.
     I left for my hike early the next morning.  All day, I got a
hard-on any time I thought of last night's show.  Anna was trying
to hurt me, and I realized that it was working.  She was making me
real horny by flaunting her sexuality right in front of me.  I was
frustrated and getting annoyed.  I wanted her to move out that day
so my life could return to normal.  My darker side spoke to me and
said that it was fun watching her get off and walk around naked.
My darker side won out, and I determined to see how far Anna would
go to make me jealous.  If she was going to tease me and make me
upset, I wanted to be thoroughly entertained by her new found
sexual freedom.
     Monday night, Anna announced that after dinner she need to
check her email.  Thinking fast, I jumped on the machine got on-
line.  Going into my account, I typed up a fake exchange between a
friend and me:

J-,
>>>So what was wrong?
>>Lots of things.  You and I have talked about them--jealousy,
different goals, >>sex, etc.
>Sex?  No, really?  Like what?
Well... this is a touchy subject but since we have discussed the
intimate details of our lives before:  She never wanted to do the
things I wanted.  Things that would get me off and make me come
back for more, like look at porn on the internet, cum on her face,
tell me dirty stories (especially about gangbangs) (I like to hear
dirty stories and fantasize her or me acting them out), shaving
her pubes, or vocalize during sex.  Things might have worked out
different if she would have complied with my wishes.  Enough about
that, did you watch Dennis Miller on Fr

After I typed this much, I loudly announced that the system went
down.  I swore.  Anna walked into the room.  "The fucking system
went down right when I was in the middle of writing an email.
Good thing I am able to copy it."  I did so.  I opened the word
processing program, and pasted the fake message.  I then went back
to the internet.  I signed on and told Anna that she could use it.
I was hoping that her curiosity would get the best of her, and she
would read my letter.  I walked out of the room and watched tv.  I
heard her typing.  After it stopped, I snuck a look; she was
reading me letter.  Yes!  Half an hour later, I walked back in.
She heard me and quickly hit the "home" tab.  It wasn't fast
enough, and I saw she was looking at porn.  I ignored that asked
her to tell me when she was off.  Anna said it would be awhile.
After she finished surfing, I checked the history file; Anna had
looked a lot of porn.
     During the week, Anna continued to bold.  She masturbated
every night, but now she vocalized, making a lot of noise.  I'm
certain it was mostly for show.  I enjoyed it a lot, and got off
every night with her.  She was getting up a little later, and
making sure I saw her in the shower.  One morning, I notice her
shaving her crotch.  Later, as she walked by me with only a towel
around her head, I noticed that all of her pubic hair was gone.
Thursday night, Tom came over again.  Anna failed to mention this
to me in advance, so I was at home the entire time.  They went to
the basement and played ping-pong.  I spent my time playing on the
computer and doing my laundry.  I tried not to interrupt their
game, but when I went to put another load in, I did overhear them
discussing a wager of minutes.  Tom owed Anna 15, while she owed
him 10.  I had no idea what they were talking about.
     Around 9pm, I checked on my final load of clothing.  As I
reached the bottom of the stairs, right in front of me, I saw Anna
sucking on Tom's cock.  He was sitting down in a comfortable chair
and she was going down on him.  I paused and watched for a moment.
He tried to push her head away, but she said after looking at me,
"I still owe you 3 minutes."  She went back to work.  I took my
time getting some of my laundry out of the drier.  I heard him
start to moan.  I peeked around the corner to see Tom cum all over
my former girlfriend's face.  She used her tongue more and said
loudly, "Your cum tastes so good."  I walked by and smiling.  A
little while later, I stuck my head downstairs to see Tom licking
Anna's pussy.  She was looking towards the stairs and must have
noticed me.  She said, "Do you like my shaved pussy?"  "Yes!" Tom
answered, "I love it!"  She got loud, "Yes!  Lick my pussy!  Make
me cum!!"  I returned to my room and jerked off.  Tom soon left.
     Friday morning, I asked Anna if she was going out with Tom
that night.  "No," she replied, "Tom is out of town for the
weekend, but I am going out."  Late, Anna stumbled in.  Her
banging around woke me up.  After hearing a crash, I got up and
found her in the kitchen where she had dropped a can of soda.  She
was very drunk.  "You are the biggest asshole in the world," she
said in slurred words.  "I am hot.  I am the best.  I would have
done anything for you."  She was crying a little, but mostly she
was filled with anger.  "You'll see.  I am the woman you dreamed
about.  You'll see.  Tonight, I had three guys after me.  Three
guys from the same firm.  They were all dancing with me, feeling
me up and kissing me."  Her mood changed rapidly, "It was so much
fun!"  With that she plopped in a chair.  She collapsed, head
first into the kitchen table.  I ran to her.  "Anna, go to bed."
She mumbled.  I picked her up.  She was limp.  I dragged her to
her bed and threw her on it.  She barely budged.  I took off her
shoes.  While doing so, I looked up her skirt and noticed she had
no panties on.  I tried to wake her, but she was out cold.  I
undressed her, looked over her body, then retreated to my own
room.
     The next morning, she did not say a word to me about waking
up naked.  She complained of a hangover and said she had a great
time last night.  During the day, I went for a hike, then ran
errands.  I got home around 6pm; Anna had already left.  I
showered, made some dinner, and watched tv.  Around 9:30, Anna
stumbled in with 3 guys.  I couldn't believe she would be so
brazen.  The guys were younger than her (right out of college) and
varied in size and shape.  Two were about 5'9":  one skinny, one
overweight.  The third was about 6'4" and seemed to be athletic.
After the guys walked into the kitchen, she leaned in and
whispered to me with a devilish grin, "These are the 3 guys who
think I am hot.  You'll never get to know how hot I am."  With
that, the 4 of them retreated, drinks in hand, to the back yard.
It was a beautiful night--worth being out in.  They turned the
light on over the back porch and sat at the picnic table.  One of
the blessing of living in a dry climate is that there are few
bugs.  They talked loudly and laughed a lot; I tried to ignore
them.  Walking into the kitchen to grab a cookie, I overheard them
playing some sort of word game.  It was obvious that Anna was
losing, for the 3 guys were talking about how she would have to
"pay."  Half an hour later, I returned to the kitchen, and looking
out the window, I saw the most amazing thing--Anna on her back on
the picnic table.  She was completely naked and her head was
tilted backwards off of one end.  The guys were still dressed, but
one had his cock out and was fucking her mouth.  He shoved it in
and out.  One of the other guys was sitting on the bench facing
me; he looked spent.  The third was standing near her head.  He
was stroking her tits, while she stroked his cock.  The guy at her
head started to moan and he pulled his dick out of her mouth.
"That's it," she said excitedly, "cum all over my face, just like
Frank did!"  He did.  She licked him off and said, "You taste
good."  The third guy took his place and plunged his cock into
Anna's waiting mouth.  It looked as though he had a small cock and
thus shoved it all into her.  On the third stroke he came,
shuddering.  He pulled his dick out and came all over her face.
Anna was faking an orgasm when he started to shoot.  She cleaned
him off then sat up.
     While all this was going on, I had taken my cock out and
jerked-off.  I could not believe I was watching this; my ex had
become a wanton slut.  It turned me on.  Also, I was becoming
jealous because I did not participate.  I stroked myself while I
stared out into my backyard.  After Anna sat up, she smiled,
gathered her clothes and walked toward the door say, "Don't you
boys go anywhere.  We're gonna have more fun."  Walking into the
kitchen, she stopped and looked at me masturbating.  "Don't you
wish you had a girlfriend like me?  You did, but you threw me
away.  You'll never find anyone else like me!"  I looked her over-
-naked, with cum spattered all over her face and neck.  I stroked
myself even harder.  "I bet you want to cum all over my face
too!?" she asked.  "Yes," I hissed.  "Tough luck.  Have fun with
your hand!"  With that, she walked by me and into her room.  I
grabbed some tissues and shot my wad.
     A few minutes later, Anna reappeared in just her summer robe.
Cum still dripped off her face as she went into the backyard.  The
four of them sat and talked for about 15 minutes.  Eventually they
came in; each guy paraded by me (2 of them still had their dicks
out) and into Anna's room.  Of course she left the door open.  I
situated myself on my bed and watched the show.  The guys
undressed.  She stroked their cocks and lay back on the bed.  "Who
is first?  How 'bout George."  George was one of the smaller guys.
He got on top of her and started pumping away.  The other two took
up positions around her.  George hugged her body making it
impossible for one of the others to work on Anna's tits or face.
After only a minute, he let out a large moan, then rolled off her.
"Frank, you're next."  Frank was the other short guy (the one who
she had deep-throated a little while ago).  He lasted a lot
longer.  He really gave her a work out.  The other guy was playing
with Anna's tits.  By her breathing, I could tell that she was
getting close.  Eventually, Frank screamed, "You're a whore!  Take
my cum in your pussy!!"  She did.
     Anna sat up.  Every one relaxed for a while, except the guy
who hadn't fucked her; he continued to stroke his cock, which was
big.  She said to them in a loud, purposeful voice, "How'd you
like to make my other fantasy come true?"  "I thought we made it
come true by cumming on your face," Frank said.  Anna licked her
lips and smeared some of the cum on her cheeks.  "Mmmm.  That was
good.  But what I want is to have all 3 of my holes filled at
once."  I don't know whether George was dumb, naive or just
playing along, but he asked, "Three holes?  At once?"  "Yes.  I
want Eddy in my pussy.  I want Frank in my mouth.  And I want you,
George, in my ass!  Do you think you guys can do that?"  They
answered with a resounding, "Yes!"  I almost came right there.
     "Okay Eddy, I want you on your back with your feet over the
edge."  He did this and Anna knelt on top of him and pushed
herself on to his big cock.  She said with a grin, "Let's see if I
can get this big thing inside of me."  Slowly she eased onto Eddy.
"Ohmygod that is big.  You are stretching me out.  Ohmygod.
Ohmygod, you feel so big."  She bottomed out and lay still for a
moment.  "Boy, you sure can fill me up."  Anna began pumping up
and down on him.  After a minute she slowed down and told George
to lube up his dick and her ass.  Her ass was a perfect level for
him to fuck her while he was standing up.  "Be gentle," she said.
He took over 2 minutes pushing into her.  "Ohmygod.  Ohmygod," she
said over and over.  "I love your cock in my ass!"  The guys stood
still as she began to move.  Her position made it so that she slid
off both of them at once, then down on them.  Her tempo and
moaning increased.  "I never thought sex could be so good," she
said in a howl.  Eventually, Frank moved to her head stuck his
cock into her well-worn mouth.  The three of them moved awkwardly.
Eddy started to moan first, as he dumped his load into her already-
full pussy.  Frank came for the third time that night, shooting
his small load into her open mouth.  George continued to pound
away at Anna's ass.  Anna began moaning loudly.  Her orgasm began.
She was loud.  I'm certain some of it was for me, but most of it
was real.  Her body shook.  I came all over my hand.  George began
to shake and came in her ass.  After a moment or two, Anna climbed
off the two men, and fell back on the bed.  "God.  That was so
fantastic.  I can't thank you 3 enough."  The guys were spent; all
were on the edge of sleep.  Anna shook them out of their fog and
kicked them out!  I couldn't believe she would just use them like
this.
     After locking the front door, she walked into my room, still
naked.  "Those three know how to show a woman a good time."  My
dick was still out, and started to perk up.  "Man, they came a lot
on my face."  She moved her hands all over her face and scooped
some cum and licked it.  "Mmmm."  She moved her hands to her
crotch and spread her legs; "They fucked me good."  I looked and
saw cum all over her pussy and running down her legs.  She turned
around, bent over, and spread her cheeks.  "Look at my ass.
George put his big cock up there and fucked me hard.  God, it felt
so good."  I could see cum on her asshole.  I was rock-hard by
now.  I wanted her.  I wanted her bad.  "You want to fuck me,
don't you?  Huh?"  "Yes!"  "Too bad.  You threw it all away, you
asshole!  Maybe you'll figure out what you lost, but I'll never
take you back!!"  She stormed out the room.
     The rest of the week, I tried to avoid Anna.  When we came
into contact, she was mean to me.  No more guys came over to the
house, but she did masturbate almost every night.  Her move-out
day finally came and then she was gone.  I was in hell those last
few weeks.  Anna showed me what a slut she could have been.  The
thoughts of knowing I would not be part of her antics made me sad.
By the time she moved out, I had paid my penance.  I was feeling
much better, and often I jacked-off to the memories of Anna and
those last weeks in the house together.

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