Christine Beats Up Jason Again




Well, I think you know how this had to end. It sure was sexy, explosively
orgasmic, and dirty as hell while it lasted. It was also exciting, dirty,
nerve wracking, and good clean, or not so clean, fun.

The aftermath was met with silence as we drove back to school. Things almost
immediately seemed to be lacking with Jason. I was picturing fucking Chuck
when I was fucking Jason. It became the only thing that could make me cum.
Chuck began to fill my mind. One day when I knew that Jason was in class, I
went over to their dorm room and surprised Chuck. He nervously mentioned that
Jason was in class. I responded "I know." Then, he uttered something about
having to leave. I just shook my head and quietly said "no." He clumsily
mentioned that we shouldn't be alone and I asked "why?" He was turning red in
the face and quickly had developed a noticeable boner. I closed and locked the
door. "Don't you want me Chuck? I'm here for you to do whatever you want to.
Take me Chuck, fuck me stupid." I then walked over and pushed him onto the bed
and climbed atop of him and kissed him sexily. It was slow and sexy and I gave
him my tongue. Slowly I kissed downward toward his aching cock. I carefully
opened up his pants and put him into my mouth. I then gave him a first class
blow job and was quickly rewarded with a fresh surge of cum. I swallowed every
drop and pushed him flat on his back and stood above him and slowly stripped.
His eyes bulged out of his head when he saw my naked dripping cunt. He licked
me good. He actually got me off before I slid down him and embedded his cock
comfortably inside me. I bent forward and kissed him as he fucked me to an
upward arc. Before long, I was screaming that he was going to make me cum and
the whole floor could hear me. Like a rocket ship blasting off, he filled me
with his sperm at the exact moment that I came. A magnificent fuck. I kissed
him and got dressed and left him all disheveled, but happy.

Before long, three times a week, I was swooping in on Chuck and fucking him
and leaving him. He admitted that I took his virginity and he had only been
with me. Chuck was scared that Jason was going to find out. I mean our secret
was common knowledge in the dorm. So someone, anyone might say something.
Well, someone said something and Jason inevitably interrupted a classic fuck
session between Chuck and me.

"What the fuck is going on here!"

"Well Jason, if you want to know, I was cheating on you with Chuck here. Your
whole dorm floor knows that it has been going on for a while. I was kinda
wondering when you would realize it. Guess that cat is out of the bag."

Jason had fire in his eyes and he came over to the bed with a purpose. He
wanted to beat up his roommate who was fucking his girlfriend. He told Chuck
to get up so that he could beat the shit out of him. This wasn't going to
happen.

"Easy Champ. If you touch him, I will beat you half to death! We can just
break up now, the easy way. You just leave. It was fun, but it's over now. Or,
we can fight about it and I will beat the shit out of you before fucking your
roommate in front of you. You decide."

He started to get a hold of the situation and his eyes filled with tears. But,
who cares? It was his fault in the first place. He brought Chuck to me to
gently beat up and have my way with him. Jason shared me! And now he's sorry
that I am fucking his friend. Screw him! He looked at me and called me a
"cunt." That was over the line. I gave him a chance to take it back, but he
repeated it louder. He earned the real life beating that he was about to
receive from his naked ex girlfriend. I climbed off a terrified Chuck and
stood face to face with Jason. He was wearing shorts, a tee shirt, and a pair
of shoes. I was wearing nothing. Naked as the day I was born and ready to beat
the absolute shit out of my ex boyfriend. "Say it again loser. Say it again."
Well, he replied something that he will wish he didn't say. "Fuck you cunt!
I'm going to beat the shit out of you." He cocked his fist and punched at my
face. I dodged to the side, so he missed. I quickly socked him in the nose
with a right uppercut. His head snapped back and he lunged at me.

I braced for contact and grabbed him when he grabbed me. But, I pivoted and
ground my left hip against him and flipped him to the floor. He landed on his
right side with his arm underneath his body. I held on and kneeled on his left
arm with both knees. He looked up at me with fear in his eyes. The fear was
well founded. With my left hand I grabbed his hair. With my right, I made a
fist. And then I punched him in face. He tried to wiggle free but I just
squeezed tighter and punched him again. I shook his head and then punched him
in the nose again. These weren't hard punches, but they hurt, made him bleed,
and terrified him as to what was upcoming. I winked at him and blew him a
kiss, then I punched him again. It was very quiet in the room during this part
of the beating. Maybe 30 seconds and I only hit him 6 or 7 times.

"You want some more? Do you?" Pow! Another punch to his bloody nose. He
realized that he was helpless and it happened in seconds. He started to
apologize to me. It was music to my ears. But I still punched him some more.
It was fun. After about a dozen punches, he was bleeding from both nostrils
and had a bloody lip too. It was time to blacken his eyes. A right fist to the
left eye. "Did you like that? Want another?" Pow, another fist to his teary
eye. He was apologizing profusely between tears but I wasn't finished. Another
punch to his rapidly darkening eye. "I'm gonna give you a shiner. This is
going to hurt so that you remember your place." 3 more rapid fire punches to
his eye and on to the other one. I twisted his head to bring his face more
straight up. Then, I smiled and punched him in the right eye. He screamed upon
impact. But I cut that off with a punch to the mouth. I warned him to keep
quiet and asked Chuck to bring me a pair of socks. Then, I stuffed them in his
mouth. Now for that other black eye. Another couple of punches and he was
apologizing into his socks which muffled him. So I bashed his face in. He was
laying there flat on his back with me atop him, pinning his arms after
punching the shit out of him. He was pleading with me with every fiber of his
being. The tears streaming out of his eyes, the fear and terror of more to
come, his inaudible begging for mercy, and we hadn't moved. He was next to the
bed and beaten completely. I realized that I was wet. I took the socks out of
his mouth and made a fist threateningly. He pleaded out his apology and begged
me for mercy for real. I slithered forward giving him one last drink at the
holy fountain. Grabbed the back of his head and mashed him right into my bush.
Aaaaah! Oh, that feels good. I looked over at Chuck on the bed and saw him
playing with himself. That wouldn't do. "Come over here and fuck me. Fuck me
right in his face! But first, strip him naked! Now you, lick my cunt and make
me cum!" The tears fell sideways out of his eyes as I humped his face with
wild abandon. Chuck unsnapped and removed Jason's pants revealing the biggest
boner that he ever had. Too bad for him. My concentration was on cumming and I
surely did. As soon as I came down from cumming, Chuck violently impaled
himself into me. I rubbed my bush in his face while my new boyfriend fucked
me. Chuck barely lasted 45 seconds before he apologized and came like a
champion, filling me with his glorious cum, a future treat for the loser.
Chuck pulled out of me and got up. I told him to bash Jason in the balls. Then
I slid forward and buried the loser in my dripping gooey cunt. Jizz and goo
oozed and splotched out of me and he drank it all. Upon completion, I slapped
him and said "we're finished."

I got up and kissed Chuck and got dressed and left. Jason went into a funk.
His grades suffered and he began gaining weight. He would quietly leave the
room when I came over to get fucked by his roommate. But, eventually he got
aggravated about something and beat the crap out of Chuck in their room.
Afterwards, he fucked him in the ass. Both of the queries came and after one
last beating of them both for their indiscretion, (can you believe that Jason
called me to tell me what he just did?) I left them for greener pastures. The
next guy was better!