****** Ric's Story Part Nine by Ric ******
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Ric's Story Part Nine


Part IX, Serina the Bitch

READERS: The events depicted are all true. The names have been changed and
locations are not detailed in order to protect the people involved.


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Probably the most cowardly thing a man can ever do is hit a woman. Never in my
30 years had the thought of striking a female ever crossed my mind. HOWEVER, if
ever there was a female candidate in dire need of a right cross, I would cast
my vote for Serina, my wife's best friend.

Serina (from Part VI) rubbed me the wrong way from the second I met her. I was
introduced to her at Alexandria's (Abigail's sister) wedding. Everyone called
her "Reenie" and that's the name with which she was presented to me.

"Hi, Reenie, it's so nice to finally meet my fiancee's best friend," I said
taking in her beauty.

"Of course it is. And only my friends call me 'Reenie,' if you must address me
- you will do so as Serina," she said with an icy look that left me standing
with my mouth wide open. When I saw she wasn't joking, I felt my face grow hot
with embarrassment.

Since she was Abigail's best friend and maid of honor, I figured I may as well
tolerate her. Despite Serina's unwarranted hostility, I went out of my way to
be nice to her. But after spending only a few hours around her I realized
Serina was a first class CUNT.

You can imagine my disgust when Abigail told me Serina was coming to stay with
us for a few days. Despite my protests, the plans had already been made.
Abigail knew I wouldn't be happy, so she waited until two days before Serina's
arrival to tell me.

I hoped to keep busy working, hanging around with friends and visiting family
during her visit. Abigail however, doesn't like driving near the area where the
airport is located and begged me to take her to pick up Serina. After her
annoying, incessant pleading, I agreed.

Serina's visit actually came at a good time. Since my episode with Kris a
little over a month earlier, Abigail had tried unsuccessfully to convince me
that I should pair up with another woman. It took me about weeks to be able to
look myself in the mirror - and that was mainly because I blocked out the
memory of Kris. I hoped Serina's visit would keep Abigail's deviant little mind
occupied for at least a few days.

Still, I cringed when I heard Serina's flight arrival announced over the
intercom.

"Hmmm, her broom landed already, huh? Just in time for Halloween," I mumbled.

"Now, baby! You promised me you'd be nice!" Abigail chastised.

"I'm always nice! She's the one that's starts everything!" I defended myself.

"Well, you don't have to stoop to her level," Abigail admonished.

Abigail made me reiterate my promise to refrain from arguing with Serina. I
felt all right until I saw her walk into the terminal. Serina, a fashion model,
strutted down the ramp as if she were parading down the runway of a Paris
fashion show. Once she spotted Abigail, they rushed toward each other.

"Reenie!" Abigail squealed with delight.

"Queenie!" Serina cried as they embraced.

Once they finished yapping and squealing like excited puppies, I reluctantly
greeted Serina.

"Hello, Serina. It's so great to see you again," I lied through my teeth and
reached out to shake her hand.

"Oh, hello, Ron," Serina said. She then looked at me strangely. "Oh, no... that
was her other boyfriend. What was your name again? Ray, isn't it?"

"Serina, you know very well that his name is Ric," Abigail said with her phony
smile.

"Yes, yes, of course. Do be a good boy and get my bags," Serina ordered.

Instead of shaking my extended hand, she shoved a handful of baggage claim
tickets at me and some fell to the floor. I pride myself in keeping my cool,
but Serina always brought out the worst in me. Abigail saw I was going to blow
a gasket and she quickly flashed me her beautiful smile and blew me a kiss.

"My love, can you please get Reenie's bags?" Abigail pleaded. "Come on, Reenie,
let's go to the car. Thank you, baby!

Abigail whisked away the bitch before I blew my fuse. Like a jackass, I
retrieved the mountain of luggage Serina had brought. What really ticked me off
was that I had canceled a day of watching football with the boys to take the
women shopping. After stopping at nearly every fashion designer store, we made
it home in time for me to watch my favorite football team.

Our house is a MUCH smaller version of my father-in-law's castle, but we still
have seven rooms and four bathrooms in our two-story (three if you count the
basement) abode. The house, one of several that my father-in-law has throughout
the country and a childhood favorite of Abigail's, was one of his wedding gifts
to us.

The basement is my playroom, filled with typical male belongings: an
entertainment center, two oversized couches, a recliner, mini-bar, billiards
table, etc. It's usually the gathering place for my friends and I during
sporting events. This Sunday however, I was flying solo. I helped the lady and
the bitch with their crap then nearly sprinted into my haven, locking the door
behind me.

I was enjoying the game until I heard the doorknob wiggle, followed by a knock
at the door. I thought if I ignored the knocking, it would go away. Silly me.

"Baaaaaby, I know you're innnnn theeeeere!" My wife sang out.

"Go awayyyyy," I called back. "I'm watching the gaaaame."

"Come on, babe, open the door," Abigail requested.

I offered no response and after several moments of silence, I heard a clinking
noise. When the door swung open, my wife raised from her knees and entered the
room, followed by Serina.

"Since when have you picked locks, you little trespasser?" I asked curiously.

"Oh, it's just a little talent I learned from Adam (one of her brothers) when I
was a little kid," Abigail answered nonchalantly while replacing her hairpin.
"Daddy used to lock our presents down here whenever we spent Christmas in this
house."

"Oh, yeah? Well, leave me alone. I'm watching the game," I said turning my
attention back to the television.

Oh, babe, you can watch that silly ol' game anytime," Abigail said. "Turn it
off, we're going to model for you."

I looked at both women and only then did I notice they were wearing robes. I
hadn't accompanied them into the stores, but Abigail had told me that she had a
surprise for me. She walked slowly toward me and peeled off her robe.

To hell with the game, my wife now had my undivided attention! She wore a lacy,
purple, one piece nightie. It was cut high, exposing her thick, muscular thighs
and about half of each creamy butt cheek. The nightie's cups covered only up to
her nipples causing her firm titties to stick out like little rockets. I felt
my dick throb involuntarily.

"Wow, babe, my goodness. You're just a little hottie," I said, rubbing my
crotch.

"Why, thank you, baby," Abigail said as she whirled, giving me various angles
of her sexy, petite body. " Okay, Reenie, your turn."

"Why? What the hell does he know about fashion?" Serina asked with a sneer.

"Reenie, I'll have you know that my honey has exquisite taste in fashion. He's
bought me a lot of dresses and he sometimes picks out my outfits if we go
shopping together," Abigail explained. "Now take off your damn robe."

"Oh, whatever," Serina said, rolling her eyes and letting her robe slide down
past her shoulders.

Physically, Serina and my wife couldn't be any more different. Serina stands
about 5-foot-9, but looks taller because she's thin. Her body isn't well
muscled, but her long, thin legs are still sexy. Her long, black hair reaches
the middle of her back and makes her faintly tanned skin appear lighter than it
is. Like my wife, Serina has thick, pouty lips and while her blue eyes aren't
as bright as Abigail's, they are attractive nonetheless. Even though Serina
isn't easily recognized in public, she is successful and well known within the
modeling industry.

Physically, Serina is very attractive. Her ugliness however, shows whenever she
opens her mouth. This activity can't hide the fact that she's a Cunt of the
Highest Order. Now she stood in front of me wearing red thong bikini panties
and a small, red, lacy, push up bra that highlighted her smallish, upturned
breasts.

"Come on, Reenie, give us a spin," Abigail encouraged.

When Serina turned, the thin strip of material that split her butt cheeks gave
me a good view of her small, but shapely ass. I looked at her and turned my
attention back to the game.

"Well, babe, what do you think?" Abigail asked.

"Hmm...okay, I guess," I said not really caring.

"What?!" Serina snapped and her eyes looked as if they would pop out of her
head. "Okay?! Okay?! Who the hell do you think you're talking about?!

I wasn't about to admit the bitch looked good. After a long day of verbal
skirmishes with her, I finally had the upper hand and wasn't about to
relinquish my position. Of course, Serina didn't appreciate my lack of
enthusiasm at seeing her nearly naked and she let me have it. She told me how
popular she was in the modeling world and her magazine covers were among the
best selling over the past year.

"Obviously thousands - if not millions - of people like what they see," Serina
said.

"Then why are you worried about what I think?" I asked. Serina opened her
mouth, but emitted no sound. She turned angry.

"Go to hell!" she screamed.

"All right, that's enough out of you two," Abigail said, playing referee.

After Serina and I hurled a few more insults at each other, Abigail came out of
the bathroom in another sexy outfit. Before long, Abigail modeled all her
outfits and even talked Serina into showing off more of her's.

"Okay, baby," Abigail said emerging from the bathroom. "I have one more outfit
to show you. I hope you like it."

My wife shucked off her robe and I saw she was stark naked.

"Wow! Hell, yes! That's my favorite outfit of all time!" I exclaimed, whistling
lewdly.

"What?! You've got to be kidding. You like THAT more than you like THIS?"
Serina asked, pointing at Abigail, then at herself. "God, now I know you have
no taste."

"Oh, Reenie, you're just jealous," Abigail said as she stood with her hands on
her sexy, naked hips.

"Me, jealous of you? You're not serious are you?" Serina asked laughing.

"Of course you are," Abigail answered in a mocking tone.

"Oh, my God, just look at the size of your ass!" Serina laughed. "Am I supposed
to be jealous of that - ASSIGAIL?"

"Assigail?" I mumbled.

"Oh, didn't Queenie here tell you one of her prep school nicknames?" Serina
asked. "Everyone called her 'ASSIGAIL' because she has such a big ass."

"I'll have you know that my honey likes my butt. Huh, babe?" Abigail asked as
she bent over and wiggled her bare ass at me.

"Hell, yes, I do," I responded by reaching over and planting a kiss on the
crack of my wife's creamy ass, causing her to giggle.

"Oh, yeah, like she's any good in bed," Serina said. "Do you know what else
they called her? They called her the 'Ice Queen.'"

"Oh, they only called me that because I wouldn't spread my legs for any of the
jerks at school," Abigail explained. "Unlike you, Reenie. You even spread your
legs for my boyfriend, you slut."

"Well, somebody had to satisfy him," Serina said smiling

The two argued playfully for a few minutes and although my wife was stark naked
and her best friend was nearly naked, I quickly lost interest and turned my
attention back to the game. Abigail shut off the television and despite my
protests, she refused to turn it back on. She said our guest was more important
than a football game. The game was boring anyway, so I quickly gave in.

"Hmmm.. you made him take us shopping, you made him give up his day with the
boys and now you made him stop watching the game," Serina stated. "It's nice to
see you've broken him, you mean little bitch."

I ignored her little jab because I knew she said it just to piss me off, but my
wife spoke in my defense.

"First of all, I haven't broken anyone. And second of all, you think I'M mean?
Abigail asked. "I've been too embarrassed to tell anyone, but let me tell you
what happened the first night we got together."

Abigail went on to explain the incident/altercation that took place after Dean
and Tracy's engagement party (Part II).

"And he was so mean, he made me suck his thingy and then made me lick up all
his stuff. But that's okay because we had great sex afterward!" Abigail
concluded.

"You expect me to believe that Abigail Van Doren had a dick in her mouth? Yeah,
right, you little prude," Serina said. "Even if you did, it couldn't have been
any good."

"Well, my baby and I love each other and I'd do anything for him. And for your
information, he DOES enjoy my blowjobs. Don't you, babe?" Abigail asked.

"Of course, I do," I answered. "You suck pretty good cock for a rich girl."

Abigail and I laughed at the little disclaimer, but Serina didn't think it was
funny. She mumbled something, but all I heard were the words "bachelorette
party."

"What about a bachelorette party?" I asked.

"I said 'the stripper at her bachelorette party seemed to enjoy the blowjob
your pretty little wifey gave him,' " Serina said with an evil grin.

"Babe, you had a stripper at your bachelorette party? And you sucked his dick?"
I said in mock surprise.

"Reenie, why did you say that?" Abigail asked, genuinely surprised.

"That's not all she did," Serina offered. "She fucked him in front of all of
us. And we also heard them fucking when we woke up the next morning. Hmmph! So
much for you loving your man, huh?"

"Babe, you sucked the stripper's dick AND you fucked him?! Why you sleazy
little whore!" I exclaimed in mock disgust.

"I'M sleazy? Who's the one that screwed my cousin AND my co-worker? And who was
it that went down on nearly half my guests, including my sister AND my best
friend? So before you go calling me a whore, you better look in the mirror, MR.
ZORRO!" Abigail said, smiling and playfully smacking my thigh.

Upon hearing the name "Mr. Zorro," Serina stopped filing her nails and looked
at us both. We both smiled, and Abigail looked at her while I watched Serina
out of the corner of my eye. She stared at us for a long while before she
spoke.

"HE was Zorro?" she asked, pointing at me with the nail file. "No way, uh-
uh....no way...that's bullshit."

"He sure was!" Abigail exclaimed proudly.

"Let's see, I remember someone giving me a hicky and saying they were putting
it right here, so whenever I looked at my birthmark I would think of her," I
recollected as I lifted my shirt to expose my birthmark.

When I did so, Serina's eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. She appeared
to be in shock, and we laughed until she finally found her voice.

"You...? That was...oh, my God...oh, my God." Serina mumbled, covering her
face. She appeared embarrassed as she pointed at me. "Oh, my God...that was
you. You were...uh...uh....that was...oh, God."

"Yes, Reenie, that was my honey who went down on you and everybody else,"
Abigail explained, beaming with pride. "He put on quite a performance. Don't
you think?"

Just then, Serina giggled and her face turned red. Soon though, a demure smile
replaced the embarrassed look. I had never seen Serina look so differently. The
bitchy expression left her and she looked like a different person entirely. It
was as if her exterior armor melted away, revealing a beautiful woman. After
another minute or so of stuttering, she finally regained her composure.

"Abby, do you always get licked like that?" Serina asked.

"Damn near every day," my wife bragged, with an arrogant smile.

Serina giggled and squeezed her thighs tightly together. She crossed and
uncrossed her legs. I recognized this as a sign of arousal.

"Is something wrong, Serina?" I asked innocently.

"Um...no-no, not at all. By the way, Ric, call me Reenie - please," she said,
appearing to flirt with me. "It's just that...well... it... it felt really
good. You know...when you did that."

"Did what? Ate your pussy?" I asked. Serina just nodded and giggled. "Yeah, I
guess so, but my tongue was pretty tired by the time I got to you. I'm usually
better than that."

"What?! You mean...you do it better than what I got that night? Wow! That's
hard to believe," Serina exclaimed, her eyes opened wide with excitement.

As Abigail bragged about my oral ability, I put her hand on my crotch and she
instinctively rubbed and squeezed me. I became aroused because I knew I could
have a little fun with Serina if I so desired. Foremost on my mind however, was
some sort of sexual gratification from my naked wife.

I nonchalantly unzipped my shorts and put her hand inside my pants. She
absentmindedly stroked my flaccid cock while she continued her conversation
with Serina. I'm a pretty modest person, but I was too horny to care, so I
stripped off my shirt. My shoes and socks followed, then I dropped my shorts
and underwear.

"Baby, oh, my! What are you doing?" Abigail asked with a look of shock.

I answered by grabbing the back of her head and gently, but firmly guiding her
face toward my semi hard cock.

"Babe, wait!" Abigail laughed. She tried to turn her head, but I gripped her
hair firmly. "Baby I - mmphhh..."

I muffled my wife's words when I shoved my cock in her mouth. I think she was
embarrassed at having her mouth invaded in front of her best friend because she
struggled against my grip. Soon however, she stopped resisting and I felt her
tongue dance around the underside of my cock.

"Oh, my, God... what are you guys doing?!" Serina shrieked.

I pulled my cock out of my wife's mouth and got comfortable on the couch.

"Baby, my goodness, can't you wait until later?" Abigail asked giggling
nervously.

"Nope. Besides, what's the big deal? It's not like we haven't fucked in front
of her before," I added.

"Oh, yeah, I didn't think about that. I guess you're right," Abigail said with
a smile remembering her bachelorette party. "Oh... what the heck."

My wife lowered her head and clamped her lips tightly around the head of my
prick.

"Mmmm...that's my girl. Get my cock nice and hard," I moaned as Abigail's
blonde head bobbed slowly on my dick. "Damn, that feels good."

Abigail gently rubbed my balls as she continued her sensuous blowjob. Serina
shook her head in disbelief as she fixed her gaze on the cocksucking scene.
When our eyes met, I smiled lewdly at her and she blushed and smiled back.
Under normal circumstances I wouldn't have done something so crazy. (No, the
bachelorette party wasn't a normal circumstance.) A part of me hoped to offend
Serina into leaving, but she stayed and stared intently.

"Uh... Ric, you know... I bet I can suck you better than that," Serina said
with a sly grin.

"You think so, huh?" I asked.

"Honey... I know so!" Serina exclaimed.

I decided to have fun with Serina. My wife still didn't give the best blowjob
I'd ever had, but it was pretty damn close. Of course I didn't want either of
them to know that.

"I doubt that," I said nonchalantly. "I married a pretty good little
cocksucker."

"Thank you, baby," Abigail said between sucks. "I'm better....mmmphff...than
you...mmphhf...any day, Reenie."

Oh, bullshit, Abby!" Serina exclaimed. "He's not even all the way hard yet. If
I were sucking him, he'd come in no time!"

The two argued back and forth over who gave better head and Abigail said that
Serina couldn't find my "magic buttons" if she had all day. I knew with a
little extra prodding I could get Serina exactly where I wanted her, so I
decided to offer a little wager.

I told her if she could make me come within 15 minutes of blowing me, I would
eat her pussy whenever she wanted for the remainder of her stay. If she failed,
she would owe me her ass and she'd be my bitch for the duration. She told me it
was a sucker bet because I couldn't last five minutes in her mouth.

Abigail gave me a hesitant look. She obviously enjoyed watching me with other
women, but presently she seemed to have reservations. Had she spoken, she
probably would have said "no."

Before Abigail could talk however, Serina had knelt in agreement between my
knees. She stared at my semi erect cock and unconsciously licked her lips,
while reaching out and touching me. Just then an evil thought crossed my mind.
Since this woman had been a complete bitch to me, I was going to be a total
bastard to her.

"Whoa...hold on a second," I said. "What are you doing? I don't remember giving
you permission to touch my cock."

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Serina asked with a confused look.

"Well, you've been nothing short of an absolute bitch since I first met you.
So, why should I let you suck my cock?" I asked.

"I don't understand. I thought we had a bet," Serina said.

"Yeah, we did, but never mind. I don't think I want a mean bitch like you
touching me," I said arrogantly. I then looked at my wife. "Right, babe?"

After a quick hesitation, Abigail realized where I was going.

"Uh...yeah - oh, yes, yes. You're absolutely right, babe,:" Abigail nodded.

"What are you talking about, Queenie? You're worse than I am!" Serina snapped.

Abigail explained that while she remained a little feisty, she was by no means
as big a bitch as before. We both admonished Serina for her overall demeanor
and agreed that she owed me an apology.

"I guess you're right. I apologize for the way I've treated you, Ric," Serina
said. "I didn't mean any real harm by it. I guess it's just the way I am."

I was loving our little scene: I scolded Serina for her bitchy behavior with my
naked wife at my side. And all the while her best friend knelt in front of me
and apologized. I can't understand why, but I had some kind of strange power
over this woman. I knew then that she would do anything I wanted.

"Okay, Serina, I'll tell you what we're going to do," I said sternly. "You can
forget our little bet. But if you ask nicely, I'll still let you suck my cock.
Furthermore, I'll own your ass AND you'll be my bitch for the duration of your
stay. And if you're a good little bitch - and only if you're a good little
bitch, maybe...just maybe, I'll eat your pussy."

I KNOW I'm great at eating pussy. I also knew Serina would do anything if she
thought I would eat her. Serina blushed deeply and she made eye contact with me
only long enough to nod her head and say "okay." I ordered her to demonstrate
her new found manners. It seemed like an eternity, but Serina cleared her
throat and finally spoke.

"May I please suck your cock?" she asked quietly. "Please... please may I suck
your cock?"

"Oh, my God," Abigail said. "Did I just hear the word 'please' from Serina's
mouth? Wow, miracles DO exist. Now I've heard everything."

After showing a little mock disgust over her begging, I decided it was time to
experience Serina's oral skills.

"Well, I'm not sure how remorseful you really are, but I guess I'll allow you
the honor of sucking my cock...if you ask nicely," I said.

"Thank you, thank you, very much You won't regret this, I promise," Serina said
eagerly. She then smiled at me. "May I please have the honor of sucking your
cock?

I consented and Serina thanked me again. She smiled while she slowly traced her
fingertips along the length of my semi hard dick. She dipped her head closer
and planted slow, wet kisses on my hardening cock, followed by long, cat-like
licks. She licked my glans and sucked it into her mouth. Little by little she
sucked more of my cock into her mouth until she had swallowed my entire length.
She pursed her lips tightly as I slid out of her mouth.

I hate to admit it - and I never will to anyone's face, but aside from Kelly,
this bitch was giving me the best blowjob I had ever had. Serina had sucked me
less than five minutes before I felt the familiar throbbing of an imminent
ejaculation. I knew I couldn't take much more of Serina's expert cocksucking,
but I also knew I couldn't let her get over on me. I reluctantly pulled my cock
from her talented mouth and stood up.

"What's wrong?" Serina asked, looking smugly. "Too much for you, huh? You can't
take it?"

Of course Serina was right...and this really pissed me off, but I couldn't let
her know that.

"What?! Yeah, right!" I said with a detestable look. "Bitch, that was the
sloppiest blowjob I've ever had. Why should I waste my time? You couldn't make
me come if I gave you two hours."

I paced around the room with my stiff cock bobbing in front of me. My prick
throbbed so painfully I had to squeeze it to relieve some pressure. I quickly
composed myself and looked at my wife, who still sat on the couch.

"Babe, come here," I snapped. My naked wife jumped up and padded over to me.
"Go upstairs and get me a sheet - and a blanket."

"Okay," My wife said, but stopped and turned around when she reached the door.
"Wait, why do you need a blanket?"

"Blanket" is our word for a condom and Abigail wasn't sure why I needed one.

"Why do you think?" I asked, as if she should have known what I meant.

"You mean you - with my best friend? Here...right now - in front of me? Are you
crazy?!" My wife asked incredulously. A flick of my eyebrows was all the
confirmation she needed. "Holy cow! I've gotta see this!"

I sent my giggling wife on her way with a playful smack on the ass. Once we
were alone, Serina asked what was going on. I told her to be patient and she'd
find out soon enough. When Abigail returned she quickly spread the sheet on the
floor and handed me the condom. She emitted the cute, little giggle she always
does when she gets excited. I walked to the center of the sheet and motioned
Serina to join me.

"Get over here, bitch," I ordered.

"Hey, don't call me that!" Serina exclaimed. She then looked at Abigail.
"Queenie, are you going to let him talk to me like that?"

"Oh, hush up, Reenie and do whatever he says," Abigail said, who was already
seated on the couch with her legs widely spread. "Wait, on second thought -
don't. I like a little struggle. It turns me on!"

I walked to where Serina kneeled on the floor and grabbed her long, raven hair,
forcing her to walk a few feet on her knees. She swore and tried in vain to
break my grip. She glared contemptuously at me, but I quickly wiped away the
look when I roughly shoved my rigid cock into her mouth.

Serina's eyes grew wild as I crudely fucked her mouth. Within a few seconds
however, she ceased struggling and I felt her tongue working my cock. Her eyes
partially closed as I eased my pace of dicking her mouth.

This obnoxious bitch was an oral magician and once again I regrettably withdrew
my prick from her mouth. I tossed her the condom and she followed my
instruction to put it on me.

"Now, turn around on your hands and knees and face my wife," I commanded.
"She's gonna watch me fuck you like the bitch that you are."

"Hey!' Serina snapped as she looked back at me. "I told you -"

"And I told you to 'shut the fuck up,' bitch!" I hollered.

Serina pouted, but obeyed. When I saw her defeated look, I knew that I was in
total control. She spread her legs at my insistence and we faced my wife.
Abigail watched as I positioned myself to fuck her best friend doggy style.

Serina and I moaned in unison when my cockhead entered her tight opening. Once
I was in however, I nearly fell up to my balls in her loose cunt. In no time,
Serina matched my thrusts by pushing her hips back at me.

"Damn, bitch!" I said disgustedly. "You've got a loose pussy!"

"Oh, yeah?" Serina sneered between moans. "You've just got a small dick!"

"I what?!" I asked, utterly humiliated.

"You've got a pencil dick," Serina said laughing.

WOW! What degradation! If anything, I've been told several times before that
I'm extremely thick. (Yes, I'm trying to defend my pride!) I didn't know if
Serina said this out of spite, but I had lost the edge and knew I had to
quickly regain control. Instead of openly losing my cool, I just chuckled as
wicked revenge flashed through my mind.

"Well, sorry I can't accommodate you, sweetheart," I apologized. "Let's see if
I can get you off some other way."

"Hmmpffh! I doubt it," Serina scoffed.

I pulled off the red thong panties and ran my hands over Serina's tight little
ass. I kissed and nibbled her white ass cheeks, worked my way to the top and
then ran my tongue down the crack of her ass. I stopped once I reached her
tight asshole and massaged her cute little, pink, puckered bud with my tongue.
I worked it in circles around her puckered anus, causing her hips to jump
forward.

"Whoa! What are you doing?!" Serina exclaimed nervously.

"What? Don't tell me you've never had your asshole tongued before?" I said in
mock amazement, knowing damn well she hadn't.

"Of course I haven't!" Are you crazy? I think that's disgusting," she said.

"Hold on now, just relax," I cooed, trying to calm her down. "I'm not going to
hurt you."

I lowered my face back to her ass, but this time I wrapped my left arm around
the front of her waist so she couldn't get away. I resumed tonguing her asshole
and gently rubbed her hard little clit with my free hand.

"Oh, God...that feels so weird," she moaned as her body quivered against my
tongue and finger. "I've never had that done before....oh, God, that's just - "

Serina's words turned to low moans as she squirmed against my tongue. I drooled
gobs of saliva over her virgin opening. I slowed my pattern, but increased my
lingual pressure as I spread her cheeks wider to slightly open her asshole. I
loosened my grip with my left arm and moved that hand down to gently rub her
clit. I withdrew my right hand and pressed my index finger against her virginal
opening. Serina jumped and tried to squirm away as I inserted my finger to the
first knuckle.

"No, no - don't!" Serina exclaimed. "I don't do that kind of thing!'

"Shhhhh...it's all right," I whispered. "Just relax, it'll feel better. Just
give it a chance."

I managed to calm her down long enough to ease my finger in to the second
knuckle. She whimpered and once again I reassured her. I finally stuck my
finger all the way, but her sphincter clamped down tightly when I attempted to
finger fuck her asshole.

I instructed her to spread wider and I slipped my head between her thighs and
tongued her clit. When she quivered and moaned, her asshole loosened it's grip
on my finger. I gently fingered Serina's asshole as I orally massaged her clit.

"How does it feel?" I whispered. "Do you like it?"

"It's-it's...weird, but o-o-okay...I guess," Serina moaned quietly.

From the way she responded, I knew Serina was enjoying having her ass fingered
and her clit tongued. She just didn't want to admit that such a nasty act could
feel so good. After a minute or so, I felt her sphincter loosen and my finger
worked in and out easily. I concentrated so hard on loosening up Serina that I
didn't realize my cock was poking the floor until I felt the pain.

I reinserted my dick into her pussy and pumped while I fingered her ass. I
withdrew my cock once I succeeded in lubricating it with her secretions. I
removed my finger from her ass and stuck it back in. When it went in rather
easily, I knew she was slightly stretched. I directed her to put her head down
on the sheet and stick her ass higher in the air.

"Okay, here we go," I said as I took out my finger and dribbled more saliva
into her asshole. I placed my prick at her anal opening and pushed slightly.

"HEY! Whoa! Wh-what are you doing?!" she asked shakily, moving her hips away
from my dick.

"Remember when I told you I was going to 'own your ass?' " I asked. "Well, now
your ass belongs to me."

"W-w-well, I didn't think you meant it literally. But that's not fair anyway
because you were about to come," she complained.

"Oh, yeah...sue me then, bitch!" I snapped.

Serina protested and tried to wiggle away from me, but she was rather thin and
not very strong. I wrapped my left arm around her small waist and she ceased
struggling when I smacked her hard on the ass. She whined that she had never
had anal sex before and that it would hurt.

"Now how am I going to hurt you with my little, pencil dick? Huh?" I asked
sarcastically.

"I was just joking about that," Serina's voice quivered. "You really have a
huge one! Really you do! Please don't hurt me...please."

"It'll only hurt as much as you want it to - so just relax," I advised her.

"Abby, - please," Serina whimpered, hoping for help.

"No way, Reenie," Abigail said with a smile. "Better your butthole than mine."

Serina seemed to realize that I was going to take her anal cherry and that
resistance would only tick me off. Not wanting me to hurt her (which I wouldn't
have done anyway) she ceased struggling and seemed to accept the inevitable.

"That's a good girl, just relax," I encouraged her.

I rubbed my cockhead up and down her cunt slit for extra lubrication and
pressed it against her saliva-slickened asshole. She moaned just a little when
I opened her asshole wider with my glans. I didn't feel any resistance until I
had the head half way in. Her sphincter contracted and spit out my glans. This
happened a couple of more times until I got her to relax a little more.

She eased up slightly and I gently buried about two inches of my cock inside
her. Once she felt this, she gasped and tried to raise her head, but I
encouraged her to remain still. I instructed her to take deep breaths and let
them out slowly, each time I slid in further. After what seemed an eternity, I
was buried up to my balls.

"There, it's in," I said. "Congratulations."

"Oh, my God," she whimpered. "It's so huge...I'm gonna explode."

When I felt her anal muscle stop contracting around my prick I pulled out an
inch or so and pushed it back in. I repeated this process until I heard her
whimpers turn to moans. She moaned louder and actually seemed to enjoy herself
when I told her to rub her clit.

"You love this don't you?" I asked, oozing with arrogance as I gave this mean
ol' bitch her first ass fuck. "You love me fucking your ass, don't you?"

"I can't believe I'm watching my husband fuck my snobby friend up the ass,"
Abigail said. She looked amazed as she slowly rubbed the length of her slit.

Serina had loosened up nicely, but not so much that she no longer felt tight. I
looked at my wife, who fingered herself as she watched me moving my cock in and
out of her best friend's forbidden tunnel. I knew Serina was close to coming
because her moans grew louder and longer. The sheer nastiness of the scene and
Serina's ass tightening around my cock had me on the brink as well.

"Come on, bitch...come on - beg me to fuck your ass or I'll stop and I won't
let you come," I threatened.

Serina was reluctant, but she moaned louder when I reiterated my command and
smacked her on the ass.

"P-please...don't stop. I love it...fuck my a-ass. Please, let me come," Serina
shakily replied.

"What? I can't hear you - louder," I demanded as I slapped her ass again. Her
ass cheeks shook slightly when I started fucking her harder. "You didn't think
you'd love it as much as you do, did you?"

"N-n-o, I didn't...yes, y-y-yes - I love it! I love it in the ass!" Serina
whimpered. "Oh, God! P-please, I wanna come!"

Serina worked her clit so intently that she must not have noticed that I was
fucking her well-stretched ass faster and slightly harder. I repeatedly
encouraged her to come because the pain in my glans told me I was close to
shooting my load.

"Oh, God! Oh! Oooooo, Gawd!" Serina shrieked. Her ass clamped down on my cock
and she hissed then squealed loudly as she came. I couldn't move because she
had a vice-like grip on my dick while she orgasmed for what seemed forever.

When she finally finished, she wiggled her hips, let out a painful shriek and
dislodged my still hard pecker from her asshole. I didn't mind, I had other
plans.

"Turn around," I ordered as I stood up.

Serina stopped rubbing her ass long enough to face me. I pulled her gently yet
firmly by her hair until she kneeled in front of me. I instructed her to unroll
the condom off my aching prick. After so doing, I told her to suck it.

"No way!" she shrieked. "Not after it was in my butt!"

"The condom was covering my dick anyway...so open your fuckin' mouth," I
ordered. When she open her mouth to protest, I grabbed her hair and roughly
shoved in my rod. She struggled briefly, but the firm grip I had made her
realize resistance was futile.

"Oh, yeah. It's good to know your filthy mouth is good for something, you dirty
fuckin' whore," I said as I slowly fucked Serina's mouth. She closed her eyes
as her tongue danced on my meat. "Yeah, that's it, bitch. Work that
tongue...mmmmm, yeah, that's it. Swallow my cock, you fuckin' cunt."

"Give it to her good, baby!" Abigail pleaded. "Teach that bitch a lesson. Oh,
God, yes...that's my hot stud!"

My wife broke my concentration. Abigail looked at me lustfully as she
vigorously frigged her clit. The scene was too much for me and when I felt
Serina's fingernails dig into my ass, I lost control.

"Oh, fuck - oh, son of a - oh - MOTHERFUCKER! AWWWW, FUCK!" I cursed as I lost
all composure. For all I know I probably also lost consciousness. But I felt
too good to give a damn.

The next thing I remember was seeing the cum oozing down Serina's chin. I heard
a moan and looked up just in time to see my wife licking her fingers as she lay
limply on the couch. I had never seen her taste her own juices before and the
sight really freaked me out - in a great way! When Serina licked my
hypersensitive glans, I nearly jumped out of my skin and withdrew my deflating
cock.

I sat down recuperating on the end of the couch opposite my wife. Serina turned
and looked at me, then at Abigail. She blushed deeply and sort of bowed her
head. I thought she might be ashamed of what had happened, but didn't care.

My wife crawled into my arms and placed a soft kiss on my cheek. She didn't
speak, she just smiled sweetly. After a couple of minutes Abigail broke the
silence.

"Well, Reenie, how was it?" she asked with a Cheshire cat grin.

"Weird. And painful...and satisfying...and lots of other things, too, I guess"
Serina said. A strange look then came over her and she smiled widely. "Well,
Queenie...I guess I got you again."

"What do you mean?" Abigail asked.

"I just fucked your man." she proclaimed proudly. "I just fucked your husband -
right in front of you! And you masturbated the whole time!"

Serina laughed loudly as if she had one upped Abigail - or both of us. Although
best friends, they constantly competed against each other. Whether it was
academically, athletically or even socially, they had been at it forever.
Serina always came out on top as far as the opposite sex was concerned because,
unlike Abigail, she put out.

"Yeah, Reenie, but my man did it in your butt! And then he made you swallow!"
Abigail exclaimed. "Those are two things you swore you'd never let anyone do -
so - HA, HA, BITCH!"

They argued for several minutes and I was growing annoyed. I thought however,
that I could have even more fun with the situation. It had been probably 20
minutes since I had shot my wad and I was ready for more.

"All right, all right now. You're both giving me a headache. You, hush, my
little darling," I said giving my wife a quick peck on the lips. Then I looked
at Serina. "And you, come over here and suck my cock."

Serina crawled over to me on her hands and knees.

"Of course you prefer to have me suck you again," she said smugly. Then she
looked at Abigail. "Unlike you, Queenie, I give GREAT blowjobs. And your
husband knows it."

Serina sucked my dick while I rubbed my wife's wet pussy. After minutes of
Serina's oral expertise, my cock had hardened again.

"All right. Time once again for the best piece of pussy I've ever had," I said
standing up.

"Mmmm, sounds great! Where do you want me?" Serina said as she leaned back on
her elbows and spread her legs.

I smiled at Serina and out of the corner of my eye, I saw that my wife looked
hurt. I turned and French kissed Abigail deeply.

"Brace yourself, gorgeous," I said, guiding my wife down on the couch and
spreading her legs. I'm ready to go all night."

My wife's attitude quickly turned from one of sadness, to one of elation. She
laid back and her excited giggles abruptly turned to pleasurable moans when I
started licking her sweet pussy.

"Hey, what's going on?!" Serina cried. "I know you're not talking about HER!
She's not better than me! Hey, stop! You're supposed to be licking me! You owe
me!"

My mustache and goatee were saturated with Abigail's delicious secretions and I
ate her honey pot until she begged me to fuck her.

My wife was so wet that my dick slipped out of her tight pussy a couple of
times. We fucked for a long time, ceasing our moans only long enough to
verbally torment the protesting Serina.

"Mmmmm, baby, whose pussy's tighter than mine?" Abigail asked as we slowly
fucked. "Not Reenie's...unhhh...worn out...mmmm, pussy."

"Oh, babe...nobody's tighter...unh...unh... than you," I managed to say.

Serina said it wasn't fair that she was the one who made me hard and my wife
was the one getting fucked. She even threatened to tell Abigail's family and
friends back home that her and I had fucked. Only after I promised her a
surprise did she shut up. A few minutes later I felt my cum bubbling.

"Oh, fuck! Here I come," I announced as I withdrew my cock.

Serina had been kneeling a scant two feet away from the action. I stood up,
grabbed her by the hair and before she knew what was happening, I shoved my
dick in her mouth. I ejaculated much less than the first time, but I still
managed to shoot a couple of long streaks and then dribble a few drops into
Serina's mouth.

She didn't struggle as much this time and she even cleaned my cock. I sat on
the couch and instructed her to clean all the juice from my balls and my
thighs. After she obediently completed her task, she asked why I was laughing.

"Well, not only did I NOT eat your pussy, like I said I would" I began smugly.
"but I took your anal virginity, I shot my cum into your mouth, not once, but
TWICE...AND...you just cleaned my wife's pussy off my cock and balls!"

My wife exploded with laughter and rolled around on the couch. I sat down and
laughed like a real prick. I had finally paid back the bitch for all the shitty
treatment I had received. Superlatives haven't been invented to describe how
great I felt at that moment.

"Oh, my, God - OH, MY GOD! YOU SICK SON OF A BITCH! YOU FUCKING BASTARD!"
Serina's face turned red as she screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Hey, Reenie! How...how - ha, ha, ha...how...ha, ha, ha...." my wife was
laughing so hard she could barely talk. "....how does my...ha, ha, ha - how
does my pussy taste - HA, HA, HA....!"

"OH, MY, GOD! OH, GROSS! FUCK YOU, YOU STUPID, LITTLE BITCH!" Serina began
spitting, trying to rid her mouth of the taste of my wife's pussy. "FUCK YOU
BOTH!

Serina looked around, then ran to my mini-bar. She grabbed a bottle of liquor
from the shelf and vigorously rinsed her mouth. My face hurt badly from the
smug grin on my face and when Abigail finally stopped laughing, she could
barely sit up from the ache in her sides.

Serina finally calmed down and sat with her head in her hands. We talked for a
long time and before going to bed, Serina begged us never to speak a word of it
to anyone. After we laid alone in bed, Abigail told me if she knew her best
friend, Serina would brag about screwing me and not mention the other events.
So she devised a plan to keep everything in secrecy.

The following day, my wife came back from a costume shop. She bought a sexy,
little (or rather, TINY) maid's outfit. For the duration of her stay, Serina
was to be our maid whenever we wished. In order to convince her, I ate her
pussy, which didn't taste too bad - although I'd never admit it to her.

Abigail took pictures and video of Serina washing dishes, vacuuming, cooking
and performing other chores. She also photographed and videotaped Serina and I
having oral, anal, and vaginal sex. Serina said she didn't mind us showing the
sex photos and home movies to anyone, but she would just DIE if anyone ever saw
proof of her performing household chores! With the evidence stacked against
her, Abigail said Serina would keep quiet. Our maid/house guest stayed two
weeks.

* * *

Within days of Serina's departure I received a registered letter from her at my
office. It was a letter and an airline ticket to an island in the Caribbean.
Serina told me the two weeks she spent with us was the best sex she had ever
had. She said she was insanely jealous of Abigail and wanted me to herself for
at least a weekend. The letter instructed me to make up a lame excuse about
going on a business trip and she would meet me at the airport.

I laughed and I showed the letter to my wife when I got home.

"YES! YES! YES!" Abigail shouted after she read the letter. She grasped the
letter and jumped up and down on the couch. "VICTORY IS MINE AT LAST!"

"Calm down! What are you yapping about?" I asked.

Abigail explained that all her life she had been jealous of her tall, long-
legged best friend. She always felt inferior to Serina, but she was excited
because now had something - or SOMEONE - that Serina so badly desired. She went
so far as to highlight parts of the letter and frame it in glass. Sometimes I
swear I'll never understand woman!

* * *

In January '98 my wife and I were returning from a family gathering at my
parents' house. I drove through some old neighborhoods I used to haunt as a kid
and even showed her a couple of places I had lived in. I drove by a bar a
couple of cities away (we live in a large metropolitan area) where I sometimes
hung out as a sportswriter.

Abigail said she wanted to stop and have a drink, but I advised her that it
wasn't her type of place. She said it didn't matter, so we entered. I pointed
out the restroom to Abigail and sat at what used to be my regular table near
the bar.

"What'll ya have, darlin?" The barmaid called to me from behind the counter.
Before I could answer, she craned her neck a little and looked at me strangely.
"Ric? Ric honey, is that you? Oh, my, God, it is!"

Lori ran from behind the bar and hugged me tightly.

"Hey, Jana, come out here! Guess who's here!" Lori shouted.

"Who?" asked Jana, walking around from behind the bar. She smiled and kissed my
cheek when she saw me. "Oh, my goodness! Well looky here."

It was pretty late on a Sunday and there were only a handful of the hardcores
left, so they sat with me.

I hadn't been in that bar in about a year and half, since just before my
marriage. They both fired off several questions and I answered them as quickly
as I could.

"So, sweetie," Jana began. "I here you left us for that little rich girl."

"Yeah, Greg (a buddy of mine) tells me she took a hold of your balls and never
let go," Lori chimed in. "Whatever happened to the little bitch?"

I nearly pissed myself when I felt someone walk up and hug me from behind.

"He married me," Abigail replied in a bitchy tone.

Yikes! Something told me the situation was about to get out of hand...

END OF PART IX

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