Phone Sex - Revenge

I promised my boyfriend that my revenge would be sweet.

And I had not forgotten.

I was having a peaceful Sunday afternoon. It was the perfect day to lay out under the sun, work on my tan, and read a good book. I was having a perfect day.

And it got better.

I walked back into the apartment to find my boyfriend on the phone with his mother. I knew immediately what I was going to do. Setting my bag down, I slipped out of my shoes and glided over to him. I leaned over to whisper into his ear, "hang up before I am done and you can plan on going without for a long long time".

Removing his pants, I then settled in between his knees . . . on my knees.

At this point I should probably mention that his mother is extremely religeous. A sweet woman. And always very nice to me. Upset that her son and I are living in sin. Something for which I suspect she blames me; not him. And something for which she regularly makes wedding bell solutions. I wondered, if she knew what I was doing, what she would be thinking of me then.

I parted my lips and took him immediately between them. I have never claimed to be talented at sucking dick. Today, my intent was to make up for talent with eagerness. I got right to bobbing upon his length. My evil desire was to hear him moan while he was still on the phone. There is not much to describe. I had his dick firmly between my lips. I was bobbing up and down as hard and as fast as I could. I began to tire after a few moments of that.

I switched up my pace to holding him tighter and sucking in as I pulled back more slowly. It was probably around then that I worried I might not be up to the challenge. Maybe I would not be able to get him to cum with my lips. I thought about changing up positions, maybe climbing up to where I was straddling him and riding him that way while he was on the phone still. Was I being stupid? I wonder know - are there other women feel less like a woman because they can not get their man to cum in their mouth?

Still holding him in my mouth, I reached behind my back and undid my bikini top. Releasing him slowly, so that he just slipped out of my lips as I pulled back, I looked up into his eyes while I slipped out of my top. I took each breast in hand and squeezed them together with his dick held snugly between them. He cooperated by thrusting as best he could with him still sitting.

I returned his dick to my mouth and began to bob as furiously as before. I was rewarded after a bit with exactly what I wanted. He moaned.

I do not think he even realized he had done it until his mother asked him what was wrong.

"Nothing's wrong, my muscles are 'stiff' and Rachel is massaging them to help get them to feel better".

His mother said something else. He responded back, "yes, Rachel is very caring. She said it herself a few weeks ago - she is the perfect girlfriend".

His mother said something, he responded with, "yes, and she probably would make the perfect wife".

I nearly choked!!!!!

I bobbed all the more furiously. I could tell he was nearing his moment because he began to thrust gently up from the chair into my waiting mouth. His speaking was getting more strained on the phone. When he came, I just held him deep and let his dick keep exploding into my mouth, wanting his cum to fill my mouth fully before I swallowed.

I held him for a while afterwards with my lips. He rubbed his hand through my hair.

He kept trying to talk with his mom, but I could tell he had stopped listening to her a long time ago.

Revernge was nice.

Hugs,
Rachel