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 about 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.  Jim had 
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 heavy 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 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.  But 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, 
Carol, 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 went out to car.  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 grunts, 
groans and the 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.  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 her head and 
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.  Being a fiend, I undressed her.  I 
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--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 Fred 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 said.  
"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.I hope you enjoyed this story.  

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