BJ was super pissed at her roommate. All I could do was sit on her big La-Z-Boy chair and shake my head as she ranted.
"Uh uh..really? Damn! Really? But what about...Oh damn!"
Was about all I could say.
In retrospect it was the normal roommate drama. Her roomie was late paying a bill she said she paid. Her roommate's man ate her left over chinese food or pissed on the toilet seat late one night. But on this day, things had come to a head. I tried my best to calm the situation, as I'm known to do. I didn't bother bringing up the time she stirred the Cool Whip with my dick, sucked it off then put the frozen topping back in the refrigerator. After all, that would make it seem like I was choosing her roommate's side.
"I'm sick of this. i can't wait to move the hell out of here. I love her to death, but I can't live with her anymore."
I nodded.
Then she went into the refrigerator...and there was no more juice.
"What the hell!!?? I can't even offer you anything to drink because she drank it it all!"
"It's ok. I'm not thirsty."
"Only thing left to eat is some fruit. You hungry?"
"No, I'm not hungry."
"What are you?" She slammed the fridge door closed.
"Horny."
"Shut up! You're always horny." She batted her almond shaped eyes and twisted her full lips.
"Pot meet kettle." I said.
"Shut up! I'm mad!" She tried to smother her smile as she walked toward me.
Her lips pushed against mine in a soft kiss. Her warm tongue slid into my mouth and wrestled with mine. Her soft lips pushed harder against mine, but were so delicate it was like pressing against silk. Her hands tugged at my belt buckle, unfastened it and pulled it open. She unbuttoned my pants and slid her hand into my boxers and greeted my waiting erection.
"Mmmm" She kissed me. "You're VERY ready."
"Uh huh." I moaned as she stroked me with a tight grip.
BJ pushed my legs further apart and knelt between them.
"Uhh, the lights are on, the blinds are open..."
"When have you known me to be shy?" She kissed my manhood.
"I'm a voyeur not an exhibition...mmmmmmmm." I moaned at the behest of her tongue's swirling motions.
Her mouth swiveled around my manhood while her hand stroked upward along me. BJ was never scared to show her head game to me...or apparently her neighbors.
My head fell back against the chair in bliss as the various sounds of her artistry echoed throughout the living room. Giving oral turned BJ on as much if not more than receiving it. She moaned through the head nods and mouth swivels then leaned over and turned off the lamp.
"Shy now?" I asked.
She was silhouetted by the kitchen light as she pulled off her shoes, dropped her pants and shimmied her hips from her underthings.
"Here? What if Sheila comes home?"
"Fuck her! I hope she does. She can see what she's been hearing. God knows her man can't fuck like you. I hear them in there all off beat and barely a whimper."
"Meanwhile you're screaming and climbing walls."
"Shut up!" She said as she lowered herself on to me. Her face read the expression of bliss as she turned to face me. When I reached her spot, she faced the opposite wall and rode me reverse cowgirl with her hands bracing herself on the arms of the chair. BJ dared not take me fully. She wanted to savor that moment.
BJ rode me hot and sticky sweet until I pushed her forward and told her to go into the bedroom.
"I don't want to..." She pouted. "Ok, fine." She relented and stood slowly. Her slick honey essence left on me as a souvenir.
She clasped my fingers and led me shuffling down the hallway.
"In here..." She walked into her roommate's room and bent over the bed.
"What?"
"Fuck me on her bed."
"That's not right...wait...what if she was fucking last night? Those sheets might be cummy."
"They're not." BJ said shaking her ass in anticipation. "She just did laundry today. Sheets are clean, but wont be for long."
"That's foul."
"Come fuck me!" She demanded.
I slid behind her and easily delivered what she wanted. She moaned through another first stroke and bucked back toward me. My hands pulled her waist toward me as her breasts bounced with each deep stroke. For her to be holding the bed wasn't enough. She pulled me from within her, laid on the bed with her behind at the edge and extended her thick legs into the air.
"Like this." She said as her sweat soiled the comforter and exposed sheet.
Revenge is revenge. I slid within her again, pawing my sweat and essence covered hands on her roommate's comforter.
"Harder! yes!" She moaned and begged.
I hadn't seen her so excited and intent. Her evil side had lit a fiery new passion.
"I want you to cum on her bed."
"What?" I groaned surely thinking I misheard her.
"When you're ready to cum, pull it out and cum on her clean comforter."
"That's. Not. Nice!" I pounded into her exclaiming each word with a hard stroke.
"Come here." I pulled her to her feet and pushed her across the hall to her own bedroom slamming the door behind us.
"Was that bad?" BJ said as she knelt on all fours on her tussled sheets.
I answered her with a deep stroke and several slaps on her ass. We moaned and panted, stroked and screamed. I felt the surge inside of me.
"I'm gonna cum."
She turned to me, pulling my manhood from her warm welcoming flower.
"Across the hall.." She begged.
"No." I said stroking myself trying in vain to replicate the tight squeeze of her kitten.
"Fine." She said sucking me in between her soft lips. Her mouth worked a mile a minute. BJ's soft brown eyes stared up at the pleasure in my face. She was vengeful and wanted every bit of power she could summon.
I reached out for things that weren't in existence as my back arched and my ass shook. BJ welcomed every bit of my explosion into her mouth. I pulled away from her no longer able to stand the soft touches and sucks.
"Next time you're gonna leave that on her sheets. Then when she goes to bed, she'll wonder why it smells like sex and nut."
"Well, she has the sex part already."
"Was that bad?" BJ smiled innocently.
My name is The Fury and I am a tool of vengeance.