A Guest Submission
Meeting a Bitch
Part III
"Be Careful What You Wish For . . ."
By Ric
ricalv32@hotmail.com
READERS:
*The events depicted are all true. The names have been changed
and locations are not detailed to protect the people involved. The first
part of this series might be a little boring, but it's important the the
series' foundation.... Ric
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To refresh you on the last bit of Part Two..... here's how it left
you...
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"Of course not, don't be silly," I smiled. "I'm just going to the bathroom."
Once in the bathroom I began panicking. I splashed cold water on my face trying to understand was happening. I wanted to get to know this woman, I was nice to her and she treated me like shit. Okay, then I humiliated her, made her suck my dick, fucked her brains out or at least tried to before I screwed up and made love to her. And now she wants me to stay? Boy, was I confused. I snapped out of my thought process when she called through the door and asked if I was okay.
As I walked out of the bathroom, I melted dead in my tracks. She was kneeling in the middle of the bed holding up the sheet to cover her body. There was no mocking or arrogant smile; no hard, ice, blue stare. She had the most beautiful, demure smile I've ever seen. Her big, blue eyes gave off a deep, warm, glow I had never seen from her before. She gave me a look reserved for reunited lovers. She was a vision of loveliness.
I laid on my side facing her and she turned off the light and snuggled up tightly to me.
"Mmmm, you're so wonderful," She said. She kissed my chest lightly and was asleep within seconds. I could feel her warm breath on my chest. That same strange sensation swept over me as I stroked her blond hair and planted a soft kiss on her head. Was I falling for her again?!
My plans for revenge had backfired.
Way to go, asshole, I thought to myself. Now what the fuck are you going to do?!..........
END OF PART II
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When we woke up the next morning (Sunday) we made love two more times before we finally got out of bed. We sat close together and Abigail cuddled up to me while we ate a late breakfast. Whenever I wondered whether or not I had made a mistake, I would look at her gorgeous face and her big beautiful eyes, coupled with her loving smile, would remove all doubt from my mind.
We sat around most of the afternoon studying for a literature exam we had the following day. We discussed everything under the sun from literature to sports to art. She met every qualification I ever had of a woman: she was intelligent, articulate and confident. Physical appearance ceased being important to me years before, but she was definitely well-blessed in that department as well.
When I asked her why she stood me up all those times, I was surprised by her answer:
"Well, I didn't do it to be mean. I was just really nervous about being alone with you," she said shyly. "You're extremely handsome and I've never met anyone as intelligent as you before."
I could feel my face grow hot and I smiled sheepishly because I knew I was blushing. Although I'm usually a confident person, I am outwardly modest, so I don't take a compliment very well. I returned the compliment and told her the feeling was mutual.
Despite her protestation, I finally managed to leave around 4 p.m., but only after she gave me the longest and sweetest kiss I could ever remember. After we broke our liplock, we both just kind of starred into each other's eyes, seemingly too stunned to speak.
On my way home, I snapped back to reality. I was so pissed at this woman for treating me like shit and denting my car that I just wanted to fuck her brains out and leave her wanting more. As it turned out, we ended up sharing a tender night that definitely wasn't part of the plan. I was also never paid for my car. It had been about five years since my last one night stand and although I no longer cared for them, I knew what had happened with Abigail had gone way too far, way too fast.
Kelly was the only friend I could really talk this matter over with and she was out of town. I would have to wait until her class the next day to see her.
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I waited for Kelly outside her class the next day and we had lunch in front of the library. Kelly and I know each other better than we know ourselves, so she knew something was wrong.
"Okay, sweetie, out with it," she said, caressing my face and kissing my cheek. "You look pale. What's wrong?"
"It shows, huh?" I asked and Kelly nodded. "Kel, I . . .ummm. . .think I'm in big trouble. I . . .uh . . .might have made a . . .big mistake Saturday night."
I went ahead and told her the whole story, even some of the horny details at her insistence.
"Mmmmm. Geez, you're making me horny," Kelly said as she rubbed her crotch through her shorts. "If you didn't look so bummed out I'd take you out in the parking lot right now and fuck your brains out."
"It bothered me the way she looked at me. Nobody's looked at me like that since "Carmen" (my ex-fiancee). It's like she's in love with me or something," I explained. "What really bothers me is that I feel something for her, but this is definitely not the way to start a relationship."
"Well, sweetie, this isn't like you," Kelly said. "I thought you stopped thinking with you dick a long time ago?"
"I did . . .it's just that -," I began. But my words were cut off when I saw Abigail walking toward us. "Oh, shit, Kel! Here she comes!"
Kelly looked in Abigail's direction, who was still quite a ways from us.
"THAT'S HER?! Kelly asked. "Tell me THAT'S not her!"
I assured her it was and asked her how she knew Abigail.
"Oh, God, not her!" Kelly exclaimed. "I've had her in classes before. I can't stand her, she's SUCH a BITCH!"
I immediately panicked. Kelly is one of the nicest persons I've ever known and she likes everbody. She's an excellent judge of character and rarely has anything bad to say about anyone. If Kelly doesn't like you, then there is definitely something wrong with you.
"Oh, shit! You know her?" I asked. "She doesn't seem like a bad person once you get to know her."
"Please tell me you used a condom!" Kelly pleaded.
"Well, I . . .," my mind started racing. I realized I hadn't planned on having sex that night so I was ill-prepared. "Oooohhh, fuuuuuuuck . . .I-I-I, aaawww, shhhhiiiit."
"Oh, my God! You DIDN'T use a condom?! OH, NO! HOW could you have been such an IDIOT?!" She scolded me.
"Oh, man, I hope she doesn't have a disease," I said, frightened.
"You'll be LUCKY if you catch a disease and die!" She said. "I hope you at least pulled out! God forbid you get THAT THING pregnant!"
I buried my face in my hands as I remember dumping at least three loads of cum into her between Saturday night and Sunday morning.
I looked up in time to see Abigail walk up to us.
"Hi, baby!" Abigail said cheerfully as she kissed me on the lips.
Kelly, obviously sickened by the sight, made the " gag" gesture by sticking out her tongue and sticking her finger in her mouth.
"Oh, hello, Kelly," Abigail said, turning to face her.
"Hello, Abigail," Kelly returned her greeting.
The two stared coldly at one another much in the same manner that a tigress would size up her opponent before striking. I had never seen Kelly act this way before. What really worried me is that I knew it wasn't jealousy because Kelly and I had dated other people since we no longer dated and she had always gotten along fine with whomever I was seeing.
"Well, we'd love to stay and chat, but we're going to be late for class. Come on, babe," Abigail said as she whisked me off to class.
That's pretty much how it went whenever the two were around each other. During the next few weeks I began seeing less of Kelly and unfortunately I was too blind to see that Abigail, jealous of my relationship with Kelly or any female for that fact, was drving a wedge between us. She had also become very possessive of me and wanted to monopolize my time. I tried to slow down the relationship, but Abigail would usually pout, cry or use sex to eventually get her way.
In the beginning, Abigail wasn't a very good lover. She admitted that she had never really enjoyed sex because none of her previous boyfriends ever cared whether she was satisfied or not. She also told me she had only had two sexual partners ever. I believed her since she was a pretty lousy lay. I've always believed in honesty in a relationship, but I lied to her when she asked how many sexual partners I had had. I told her "not very many," but she didn't believe me anyway. How could I tell her that I lost my virginity at a high school party at the age of 14? And that from that age until I was about 22 I fucked any willing two-legged female. The combination of being a smooth-talking, high school athlete and continuing the smooth-talking when I was in my college fraternity always kept me well-sexed. Even if I didn't have a steady girlfriend, I was 20 when I met Kelly and we kept each other well-fed.
When I look back on when I was dating Abigail, I cringe. After about two months, I realized she was a jealous, possessive and manipulative woman with a bad temper. She was also a spoiled, little, rich, daddy's girl who was accustomed to getting her way. I've always believed a couple must be equal partners in a relationship. But Abigail wasn't happy unless one of us dominated the relationship. Whenever we would argue, she would cry and promise to change. She would turn back into the sweet, articulate, intelligent and affectionate person I had fallen madly in love with. The change usually lasted about a week.
One night, we had been working out at a fitness club and I bumped into my friend Holly. She was giving me a hug when Abigail came out of the lockerroom. She walked up to me and planted a long kiss on my lips.
"Did you miss me, baby?" Abigail asked looking at me lovingly. "Oh, who's your friend?"
I introduced her to Holly while Abigail remained draped all over me. I could see the "stay way from my man" look that Abigail gave all my female friends.
"Well, Holly, it's been nice meeting you, but it's time for me to take my man home and feed him," Abigail said, still glaring at Holly.
I turned to say bye to Holly and I could see she had a big smile on her face and rolled her eyes as she shook her head.
"Well, I guess I'll see you later," Holly said.
I tried to talk to Abigail as we drove to her place, but she just ignored me and by the look on her face, I could see she was fuming. Once we got to her place, she slammed cupboards and dishes as she warmed up our dinner. I didn't really give a damn, I was hungry and just wanted to eat. She still hadn't spoken to me and halfway through dinner she finally slammed down her fork, crossed her arms and pouted like a little girl.
"So, who's Holly?" She asked. "Is she another one of your ex-girlfriends?"
"What? No, don't be silly, she's just a friend," I said.
"So, how long did you go out with her?" She asked.
"I never dated her," I said truthfully. "She's just a friend I've known since high school."
"Oh, you never DATED her. In other words you just FUCKED her," She said accusingly.
"No, I didn't FUCK her," I replied.
Abigail picked up her fork and pushed her food around her plate. It was quiet in the room, but I could feel the tension coming from her and I knew what was coming next. . .5...4...3...2...1
"Well, . . .um. . .was she better than me?" Abigail asked quietly. "I know I'm not very good yet, but I'm trying."
"Don't you believe a word I say? What the hell is your problem?" I asked, annoyed
"I'LL TELL YOU WHAT MY PROBLEM IS!" Abigail yelled. "I TURN MY BACK FOR FIVE MINUTES AND THIS CHEAP LITTLE SLUT IS HANGING ALL OVER YOU! I SAW THE WAY SHE WAS LOOKING AT YOU! MY GOD, IF I WOULDN'T HAVE SHOWN UP SHE WOULD HAVE FUCKED YOU RIGHT THERE! AND WHAT DID SHE MEAN BY 'I'LL SEE YOU LATER'?!! ARE YOU GOING TO MEET HER SOMEWHERE SO YOU TWO CAN FUCK"?!
"First of all," I said calmly. "I'm not going to get into a yelling match so just calm down. You know I love you and you know I'm faithful. I wouldn't do anything to hurt our relationship and I think you know that. And if you don't trust me . . .well, then there's no sense in carrying this thing further."
Abigail mood shifted immediately.
"Oh, baby, I-I-I'm sorry," She said apologetically. "Please baby, forgive me. I just love you so much I don't know what I'd do if I ever lost you!"
"You're not going to lose me, but you need to trust me," I said.
"Oh, yes, yes, baby. I promise I will," She eagerly agreed.
Abigail looked into my eyes and kissed me deeply. I felt her tongue gently push its way between my lips and intertwine with mine. She kissed me hard and hungrily as she crawled onto my lap. As we kissed, she ground her crotch searching my already aroused cock. When she found the lump in my pants, she rubbed it with her ass.
"Ooohh, baby, you're soooo hard," She whispered in my ear as she reached back and began massaging my cock through my pants. "Mmmmm, I love it when it gets so hard in my mouth. Would you like me to suck it, babe?"
"Ooooooohhhh, yeah, baby," I said. "Suck my cock."
She climbed off my lap and when I stood up, she pulled down my sweatpants. My cock became totally hard when she began slowly jerking me off. I sat down and she began swirling her tongue around my cockhead, flicking it all around and making me throb with pleasure. She licked her way down my shaft until she came to my balls. She bathed my balls with her tongue while she continued stroking my cock.
"Does that feel good, baby?" She cooed sweetly. She then began sucking and nibbling my balls, which drove me wild.
"Mmmmmm, yeeessssss baby, don't stop. Oooooohhh, that feels soooo gooood," I moaned.
On her way back to the top, Abigail tongued and nibbled rather roughly on the veins on my cock. When she had made her way up the length, she swallowed my cockhead and sucked hard on it. I looked down to see her hot, pink lips ovaled around my cock as she took about half my length. She still didn't give the best blowjob I'd had, but she sure had improved from the first time. My cock throbbed harder as she bobbed her head up and down, passing my cockhead past her soft lips and in and out of her hot, wet, tight, little mouth. She tightened her mouth and sucked hard for several minutes. When she looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes, I new I wouldn't be able to last much longer. My moans grew louder as I felt my cockhead becoming more and more sensitive.
"Ooohhh, yeeeeeaahhh, you like that don't you, baby," Abigail said as she jerked me off faster and faster. "You want to come in my hot little mouth don't you, baby? Come on, baby, come in my mouth!"
That was all the encouragement I need.
:"Ooohhhhhh, yeah, baby . . .I'm. . .gonna - OOOOHHHH BABY SUCK IT HARDER!" I yelled as I could feel three long squirts empty into her mouth which had a tight grip on my cock. "OOOOOHHHH, FUUUUCK . . .UNH. . .UNH . . .UNH!"
I heard her gag and when I looked down she was using my cock to wipe the cum off her chin and put it back into her mouth. Wow, what a beautiful sight. What a great feeling!
I sat there for a couple of minutes as she licked the cum off her hands and my balls. I finally stood up on wobbly knees and shucked of the rest of my clothes.
"Alright, gorgeous, your turn," I said as I began peeling off her tank top.
"Mmmmm, okay, baby, just let me shower first," She said as she turned away.
I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her shorts and whirled her around.
"No, babe. I can't wait," I said. "I wanna eat your pussy right now."
"No, baby, I was sweating during my workout and I feel pretty gross right now. I'm gonna freshen up for you," She said.
I pulled her closer and began trailing kisses from her neck down to her chest. Once at her titties, I began sucking and licking one then the other. There was something erotic about the salty taste that the dried sweat had left. I began hungrily sucking and pulling her hard, pink nipples with my lips and teeth.
"Oooooooohhhhhhhhhh, baby, that feels soooooo mmmmmm goooood," Abigail moaned softly as I began rubbing her pussy through her shorts. "Noooo, baby, pleeeaaase. She must be. . .pretty, uuuuhhhh . . .stinky. . ."
When I think back, I STILL can't believe what I did next.
"Listen up, sweetheart!" I said authoritatively. I pulled her head back by her hair until she looked at me with shock and fear in her eyes. "I'm not ASKING you if I can eat you pussy, I'm TELLING you that I'm going to eat your pussy! YOUR job is to lay back, enjoy it and cum your brains out!"
"B-B-But baby - " Abigail stammered.
"SHUT UP, DAMN IT! DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME?!!!" I yelled.
I looked around the table and picked up a knife.
"OH, MY GOD, BABY! W-W-WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO WITH THAT KNIFE!" She screamed. "PLEASE DON'T HURT ME . . .PLEASE!"
I took the knife and cut a slit into her thin cotton shorts and lifted them a little and did the same to her panties. I threw the knife to the floor and began savagely ripping away her shorts and panties. I must have looked as crazy as I felt because Abigail was frightened out of her wits.
"BABY! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?!!!" She pleaded as she struggled a little. "YOU'RE ACTING CRAZY!!!"
Once I had torn away her clothing, I shoved her onto the dining table and roughly spread her thighs apart while pulling her ass in the air. Her cunt was as wet as I had suspected it to be. I immediately stuck my head between her legs and began my oral assault. Her cunt DID smell a bit strong, but the shear nastiness of what I was doing and the strong scent that wafted from her pussy and into my nostrils made me lose control. I jabbed my tongue into her tight pussy and began furiously tongue fucking her. I stopped this only long enough to swirl my tounge around and around the inside walls of her cunt.
"BABY, STOP! YOU'RE. . . YOU'RE . . .CRAZY. . .you're. . .ooooohhhh. baby. . .oooohhhh Gaaaawwwwd, what uuuuhhhhh. . .are you doooooooing?" She exclaimed. Her pleas had turned into moans of pleasure.
I kept up my furious pace of stirring her honey pot and tongue-fucking. I then reached up and began furiously rubbing her clit while she sqirmed wildly. I kept this up and she went wild.
"OH, BABY! LICK ME! OOOOHHHHH, OOOOOHHHHHH, GOD, I'M GONNA. . .I-I-I-I'M . . .AAAAAAHHHHHH !!!!! Abigail screamed as she locked her powerful thighs around my head, nearly suffocating me. Her hips began bucking wildly and her pubic bone nearly broke my nose as she lost control with a powerful orgasm.
When her body finally went limp, I took a last couple of swipes at the juices running down the crack of her ass and got up to look at her. WHAT A SIGHT! She was laying on the table, stark naked except she still wore her shoes and socks. Her eyes were shut tightly and she was mumbling something incoherently as her legs dangled over the edge of the table.
"Oh,oh,oh, God. . .what a . . .oh. . never. . .uh, never. ..uh. ..uh . . .wha-wha-wha, oh, my God," She whimpered as I saw a couple of tears run down her face.
I walked to the side of the table and her sensitive body jerked as I ran my hand across her taut, silky tummy. I felt my way up and rubbed her hard, pink nipples. When I grabbed her hand and put it on my cock, she instinctively began slowly jerking me off. I put my hand between her still spread thighs and outlined her pussy lips while she moaned softly. My dick began squirming back to life and I walked over between her legs. I held my half hard cock and began rubbing it on her wet cunt, tracing her cunt lips and didling her clit until I sprang back to full length.
I took of her shoes and socks while she watched me with expectant eyes. I lifted one leg and rested it against my chest as I began entering her slowly.
"Ooooooohhhhhh, baaaaaaby, that feels soooo gooooood," She moaned as I felt her tight cunt relax and give way a little, allowing me to stick my cockhead in.
"AAAAWWWW! BABYYYY, WAAAIIIIT . . .UUUUUHHHHHH!" She cried out as I lost my patience and shoved my full length into her pussy. WAAAIIIT, BABY! PLEEEAAAASE, BABY, IT HUUUURRRTS!!!
I began fucking her with slow hard thrusts and she continued to whimper.
"You love my cock don't you?! I hissed through clench teeth. I could feel her cunt relax a little more as her cries turned to moans. "C'mon you jealous little bitch! Beg me to fuck you harder! BEG ME TO FUCK YOUR STINKY PUSSY!!!"
"OOOOHHHHH, BABYYYYY, . . .UNH . . .UNH. . .F-F-F-UCK UNH . . ME. . . UNH!" Abigail wailed as I gave it to her harder than I ever had before. "OOOOOOOHHHHH, YESSSSSSS. . .UNH. . .UNH. . .H-H-H . . .UNH. . .H-HARDER, BABYYYYY!"
Abigail's pleading screams mixed with my grunts served to drive me crazy (or crazier). I held her feet high in the air and slammed my cock into her soaking wet pussy as she tighty gripped the edge of the table. I wrapped my arm around her leg and roughly ground her clit. Since I was at least a foot taller than Abigail and outweighed her by at least 135 lbs., I always took care not to get too carried away during sex. But this time I could feel the sweat dripping down my face as I fucked my petite girlfriend with reckless abandon. We had been fucking for about 10 minutes when Abigail began arching her back and groaning loudly as she always does when she's about to come.
"OOOOOHHHHH, BABBBYYYY, . . .UNH . . .UNH. . .MAKE ME CUMMMMMM!" Abigail screamed as I pounded my cock into her squishy cunt while I continued working over her clit with my hand. "OH, YESSSSS, BABY! I'M GONNA CUM . . .UNH. . .UNH.. .I'M CUUUUUUUMMMMMINNNGGGG. . .AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"
Abigail bucked her hips wildly as she came hard. I kept up my furious pace and a couple of minutes later I knew I was about to spurt.
"UUUUUHHHHH, BABY. . .OOOHHH, FUCK I WANNA COME SO BAD!" I yelled as I felt the pressure heighten in my cock. "AAAAWWWW, FUCK, BABY. . .I-I-I . . .UUUUUUNNNNNHHHHH!!!"
My cock thumped inside her well worn pussy as I shot my load inside her. I slumped over her limp body as we both lay on the kitchen table too exhausted to move or even speak. I finally rose on weak knees and I pulled her up to me. We kissed each other passionately and rubbed our sweaty bodies together. She spoke first:
"Ooooohhhh, baby. Myyyy goodness, what got into you?" She asked. "Mmmmmm, you were suuuuch an animal. God, that was incredible. I've never, ever cum so hard in my life. You almost killed me."
I didn't want to let go of the control I had of the situation.
"You're damn right it was good. There's nobody better than me," I said arrogantly as I gave her a little kiss on the lips. "I think you've learned your lesson about saying 'no' to me."
"Mmmmmmm, are you kidding? If I knew you were going to be such a savage maybe I should have made you angry a long time ago," She said with a mishcievous smile. "I'm really sore right now, but mmmmmm, it was worth it."
I carried Abigail into the bathroom and we soaked in the tub while I shampooed the spaghetti sauce from her hair. As I soaped between her legs, her cunt looked swollen and raw. Poor thing. She was sore for days and it would be nearly two weeks before we could have sex again.
Once again, my little angelic Abigail returned for nearly two weeks. After that however, she went back to her old self. She continued manipulating our relationship and whenever she sensed I wanted to end it, she would always say or do the right things to make me change my mind. I was pretty much at my wits end with her, so there was really only one thing left for us to do after dating for a little over a year. . .WE GOT ENGAGED.
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It was during one of Abigail's angelic episodes that I asked her to marry me. During these episodes, she was the perfect woman. We would always share in making decisions that effected us both and our relationship would be an equal partnership - the way I believe it should be.
After I proposed, we made love and were cuddling by her fireplace.
"Oh, baby, I know we're going to be so happy," Abigail cooed in my ear as she rubbed my chest. "We can start making plans after you meet with Daddy."
"What do you mean AFTER, why can't we start making plans before I meet your Dad?" I asked curiously.
"Well, only after Daddy gets to know you can you ask his permission to marry me," She explained. "Don't worry, baby. It's not really like an interview. Well, it kind of is, but you'll do fine."
I was shocked. I'm kind of old-fashioned in some ways, but I didn't belive in having to ask someone's permission to marry another person. I've always believed the decision should concern only the two people involved. I was even less thrilled when I learned the "interview process" would take a whole week. But Abigail said it was a tradition in her family so I relented.
One of her sisters was getting married and we were going to fly to Southern California to attend the wedding and, with her father's permission, to anounce our engagement.
This was one trip I wouldn't soon forget.
END OF PART III