| Sweet Revenge By Billie Rose I really wanted to dance but I was the lone ranger of the night. There was Melanie, Chris, Geena, Nolan and then myself; the 5 of us went everywhere together. Of course I had no problem dancing on the floor with the couples but when it came down to the slower dances well that was when I usually took a break. I closed my eyes and swayed to the music, standing on the edge of the dance floor, as I watched the couples dance close in each other’s arms. The music pumped into my ears and coursed through my veins like my lifeblood. I remembered feeling the body heat and the rhythm of the music between two people. To feel someone’s hands on your hips making you move in the direction they want you to and you do the same to them. Feeling each other’s own interpretation of the song by body language. I opened my eyes and wiped the tear away from my cheek and took a seat where our drinks sat sweating. I watched Melanie and Chris tightly dancing; you couldn't have slipped a single sheet of paper between the two of them. They were such a sensual couple. Yet Geena and Nolan were practically doing it on the dance floor, it was beautiful. They shared a wilder passion than Melanie and Chris but neither couple was any less in love. I envied their ties to each other and hoped beyond hope that I too would soon feel that closeness again. It has been a long time since I felt that type of intimacy. Now don't get me wrong I have had sex, I mean there is no way I'm going without that. But fucking someone is just not the same as being intimate. When you can feel his or her heart beat in time with your own, or the soft moan coming from your lover when you touch them softly. Just the word intimate sounds sensuous. When Clarice left me I was heartbroken, and just as shocked as everyone else. I was the more adventurous one, if anyone expected the other to leave I’m sure it was me they were waiting for. Clarice had been a lesbian for as long as she could remember. Me on the other, I loved sex from either a man or a woman or both, but I made the one mistake everyone warned me about. I fell in love. I haven't found another woman or man since that made me feel the way she did. But I didn't stand in her way when she told me she wanted to play around that she was tired of the couple scene. She told me as though she were telling me we needed to call the plumber. It hurt like hell but who was I to stop someone from being happy. It's not like we were married, I never asked, she never brought it up. But after spending 4 years of your life with someone you just assumed certain things. Her leaving told me she had no interest in our relationship. I was hurt and angry and wanted to hurt her as badly as she had hurt me. That was 2 years ago, I haven’t seen her since. I spied a young woman out of the corner of my eye. She was sitting at one of the tall tables her feet resting on the rungs of the stool. She was bouncing up and down slightly, looking pensive. There were two others at the table a man and another woman, but they were talking quietly to one another. There was something very familiar about the woman, but I couldn't figure out if it was because I knew her or because she looked like someone else. She looked my way and if I had been sitting on the edge of the bench I would have slipped off and landed on my ass. But it felt like I had anyway, I couldn’t breathe. It couldn't be her, it just couldn't be. But by the look on her face once she looked my way, I knew it was her, Clarice. She immediately walked over. No, she ran over. She grabbed me in a huge hug. "Oh my god, Emily is that really you? Where have you been?" She smiled as she rose up out of the hug, she still smelled the same. "I'm fine Clarice how are you? You look good, you've dyed your hair." "Do you like it? I was bored with the blonde it never did anything for me." "Red looks good on you, it looks like you're still working out" "Oh yes you know me my body never suffers the way my mind does" she laughed loudly. "So who are you here with?" "Just some friends of mine, oh wait you remember Mel don't you?" "Mel is here! Oh my god are you kidding, where is she?" She spun around excited looking the dull lit club over trying to find her in the sea of close bodies now bumping and grinding to a great techno song. "There she is,” I pointed to a tall brunette who was quite into the song and practically on top of her husband. Clarice ran out onto the dance floor catching Mel by the arm, I watched as Mel's mouth dropped as she hugged Clarice and glanced my way mouthing, “Are you alright,”’ I shook my head and managed a fake smile. But Mel knew me too well she just smiled and put her thumb up, her cue that she had my back. Ever since Clarice and I broke up Melanie has always been right there. When she met Chris things didn't change, as a matter of fact Chris became one of my best friends. Then our little group bumped into Geena and Nolan at a football game, and the 5 of us became inseparable. I practically forgot all about Clarice except for the times when the couples would get frisky and I would politely leave the room searching for something else to do. Except once there was one time we were all at Geena’s house that I went to go back into the direction of the living room, after going to the bathroom. And as I passed one of the bedrooms I saw Geena and Mel heavily intoxicated with each other's pussies. I stood and watched for a minute when Mel opened her eyes, head dangling off the edge of the bed with Geena's wet cunt dripping juice into her mouth. Mel curled her finger beckoning me to join. I walked over and kissed Mel's full pink lips tasting the ever-familiar taste of a woman. I ached to be touched and to touch. That night Mel, Geena and I shared more than friendship. They took their attentions off of each other and put it on me, Mel licked and sucked at my breasts kneading them in her soft small hands making my slight breasts feel like melons. My nipples were so erect they hurt, but the pain was a welcome one. Geena nibbled and rubbed my clit and folds of my pussy with her talented tongue and mouth. I felt her tongue run circles around my pussy and once in while flick inside teasing my cunt to extract juices that she could lap up. Mel kissed me all over leaving trails of glistening saliva on my neck, chest and breasts that were firm and very grateful for the attention they were receiving. I had one hand buried in Geena's ebony black hair urging her to stay in the places that felt so good, the other giving Mel a hand job she only wished a man could give her. My long fingers were deep inside her and as she kissed and sucked my breasts she attempted to breathe while moaning loudly. I used my thumb to rub her clit, bringing her near the edge then backing off to tease some more. Our girl's night lasted nearly 3 hours. Apparently the guys got tired of waiting, because they came looking for us. And when they found us they were quite surprised to see us having pie without them. Of course they didn't mind. They just joined in. So what was a girl threesome turned into a regular orgy. The room was on fire. There were legs, arms, bouncy breasts, dripping cunts, and pounding pricks everywhere you looked. The moaning and screaming that went on was enough to warrant the cops being called but they weren't, surprisingly. Either that or they were and figured out what was going on and just left it alone. It was the most intense experience any of us had ever had, but to this date has never happened again. Not because it changed us but because I don't think any of us wanted to ruin the moment we shared. And now here we are in this club with hot bodies, pulsating music and who shows up in my world but Clarice. The one person I didn't ever expect to see again nor did I want to. I didn’t have to ask myself how I felt, I knew I was angry. How could she just show up and act like nothing was ever between us. I mean 4 years and then poof she leaves and then poof she’s back. I was never one to want revenge on anyone, but this time I wanted her to feel as used as I did. I wanted her to know how it felt to be used and discarded like yesterday’s left overs. And I knew just how to do it and who would help me. I went out on the dance floor to join my friends and Clarice. I overheard Mel telling her about the wedding. Clarice looked at me and said, "I bet you looked ravishing in your dress, Emily, purple was always a good color for you. " I smiled and said, "Well I guess I looked good enough, I never stopped dancing. No sooner was a song over then someone else was asking me to dance,” I laughed remembering that that was a good night. I winked at Mel. Mel laughed, winked back with a tiny bit of a question mark on her face, then quickly added, "Oh yeah well the way I hear it you did more than just dance that night" she winked at me again. Mel understood what I wanted and was willing to play along. As I remembered another one of my ‘just sex’ nights, but that is another story. Clarice raised one eyebrow and said nothing. I could tell it bothered her and I was glad. I wasn’t sure if it was healthy but I didn’t care at the moment. Revenge was never pretty. And this was somehow exciting in a sick way, besides the music was making me horny, and I’m always less conscientious when I’m horny. Geena and Nolan apparently felt the same way as they danced their way behind me. I felt Geena's hands lightly rest on one of my hips and slip in front of me while Nolan faced her and placed his hands on my hips. I rested my hands on Geena's sides just under the rise of her breasts. I pulled my body up close to her pressing my firm breasts into her back and began to bounce to the beat of the music. I felt Nolan pull me into her yet tighter making it so that Geena was rubbed between Nolan and I. I could hear her sighing with pleasure her body almost limp from desire. I saw Clarice watching us. Was that envy I saw on her face? I put my hand out to her and pulled her over to Geena's side, Nolan rested his hand on the small of her back while I moved to kiss Geena's cheek. But before I could, Clarice moved into me. She kissed my cheek and smiled weakly. She put her arm around me and pulled me from Geena and Nolan and pulled me in front of her my back against her full soft breasts. She nuzzled into my hair and I thought I might lose my senses. I heard her whisper "I've missed you." I turned to face her and looked her in the eyes and with the same tone said, "I missed you 2 years ago, I'm ok now" and smiled. She froze, stared into my eyes then turned and ran from the dance floor. I was not upset, I didn't feel bad, but I felt strong and surprisingly still horny. Mel danced up to me to find out what happened. She wanted to know the reason for Clarice's sudden bolt, and asked if I was ok. I simply said, "I'm fine" and smiled once again, but this time it wasn't fake. Mel kissed me full on the lips and said, "Let's fuck." I laughed and asked, "Right here?" "No let’s go get a third person." I stood looking at her for a moment knowing who she was talking about and asked, "Are you sure, you want to do this?" "Prove to her you don't need her heart." Mel went over to Chris, whispered something into his ear. Then we headed for the restroom, the direction Clarice took. We found her sitting on a bench in the ladies room. No tears just sitting as though she were in a trance of some sort. I knelt down in front of her and kissed her on one cheek then the other. She looked at me with those bright green eyes and kissed me back. Mel sat down next to her and moved her long red hair to one side and lightly pecked her neck with kisses, Clarice jumped and looked at Mel strangely. Mel said, "Hey things can change in 2 years Clarice" and continued kissing her slipping her hand beneath her blouse. I ran my hands up her smooth bare legs and under the flimsy material of her flowered skirt until I felt the heat from between her legs. I loved having the power to make a woman wet, especially this one. I could tell by Clarice's face that she wasn't sure what was going on and not too sure whether to let it happen. But if anything had stayed the same it was Clarice's need to get attention, and she had it. She wasn't going anywhere. And all three of us knew it. I reached up past her hips and found the piece of material she called panties and with one pull slipped them from her she didn't even need to lift up. Once her panties were off I handed them to Mel, who put them up to her nose and inhaled moaning. Clarice's eyes lit up, she started to relax. I slipped my hand back between her legs urging her to spread her legs wide; the other traveled to her firm backside and squeezed one of those muscular globes. She spread her legs wide like a good girl as Mel slipped her blouse off over her head leaving her sitting on the bench in her little skirt and lacy pink bra. She always looked awesome in lingerie, that was another thing that hadn’t changed. The bra didn't last long either, Mel quickly disposed of it adding it to the blouse. We could hear women walking in and out of the restroom, most ignored what was going on some gasped but then there were a few that stood to watch. I liked an audience, so it didn't bother me. But Clarice was always a private person, she was nervous. She tried to close her legs but I got down on my knees on the floor in front of her and lifted her skirt. Revealing the fluff of blonde, her natural color, and buried my tongue between the sweet fluff covered lips. She tasted just the way I remembered. Soon she forgot all about the women watching, she slid down and placed a hand on each thigh pulling her legs yet wider opening herself up to my waiting tongue. Mel wanted some attention too she slipped out of her leather skirt, revealing she left the panties at home or in Chris' pocket. She then climbed up in Clarice's face without asking or without warning she sat down. I pushed my tongue deep inside Clarice’s waiting pussy while slipping two of my fingers in beside it. I rubbed her clit with the thumb of my other hand. I must admit the taste was wonderful to have on my tongue again; Clarice was the sweetest tasting woman I ever had. I watched her lips twitch and felt her clit jump every time she tightened up around my tongue and fingers. I pushed deep inside with my fingers until they were buried. I then laid my tongue on her and moving it up and down while thrusting in and out of her with my digits. Her juices flowed down onto her ass and oozed down the seat she sat upon. Mel was sliding up and down helping Clarice tongue fuck her cunt. I saw Clarice's hand go up toward Mel's buttocks and slide down until it found the deep pink winking hole. She took some of Mel's juices that were running down into the valley of her tits and used it to wet the beautiful spot of which I had a perfect viewing seat. Clarice ran her fingers in a circle around Mel's asshole and then in one swift move delved into her. Mel let out a half moan half gasp that was loud and wet. I slipped my other two fingers inside Clarice and pumped hard in and out of her slick pussy. Mel rubbed back and forth, Clarice's fingers deep in her ass, as I finger fucked Clarice's tight pussy. I needed no physical stimulation; all three of us were near explosion. However, I felt a hand slip into the back of my jeans between my panties and skin. The unknown hand slid down to my throbbing sex with great effort, as my jeans were a little on the tight side because of my position. The person behind me reached around and undid my jeans with the other hand. And got a handful of my soaked pussy. I didn't need to look around as soon as I smelled Geena's perfume. She whispered in my ear, "you don't really think I'd let you two have all the fun." Geena talentedly slid a finger inside me as I heard Mel utter out a loud scream as she flowed white cum down Clarice's belly that I lapped up eagerly. At the exact moment I licked her belly, Clarice shuttered and ejaculated cum into my hand, splattering the floor with her sweet cum. I caught a bit in my hand and after her body stopped twitching and cumming I licked my fingers tasting her sweet juices while having a quiet storm of my own saturating my jeans and Geena's hand. Mel stepped off of Clarice's flushed face and went to the sink to freshen up. Women stared at her as she did so. Geena slid her hand from my jeans slowly kissing me on the neck as I stood. Clarice's eyes went from one to the other trying to figure out what had happened other than having the best orgasm she probably had in the time she was away from me. She looked around the room her face flushing even redder after realizing she had an audience of mouth gaping women staring at her. I looked around and laughed lightly, knowing that Clarice felt embarrassed and humiliated. I bent over so I could look her in the eyes and said "Thanks for the great fuck, but then that’s all you are to me. See ya later Clarice." I walked over to the sink by Mel and Geena followed. We washed our hands and walked out of the bathroom leaving Clarice to sit in a daze practically naked except for her skirt, wet and pushed up around her waist. I hope to never see her again, but if I do I bet she won't come running up to me again. “Ahhhh” nothing like sweet revenge. |
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