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“For the very last time, James, I am not cheating on you!” Christine exclaimed in frustration, slapping her hand down on the surface of the hot tub water for effect. Her painfully insecure boyfriend James sat beside her, both of them taking some time to relax in the gym’s hot tub after a workout- or so she wondered. There wasn’t much relaxation happening for either of them.

“Just be honest with me, I won’t be mad,” he repeated for the umpteenth time. He put his hand on her naked thigh, a gesture of love and humility. “I saw you talking to Jon, I saw the way you were looking at him. Just tell me what happened,” James begged. The look on his face would’ve broken her heart if it didn’t make her so furious. “I don’t appreciate my integrity being questioned,” she said, “I already told you nothing happened, and I meant it- nothing happened. Let it go,” she said, her tone final.

She was being truthful; while Jon had certainly been quite forward in his proposition, she had declined- she was, after all, in love with James- her boyfriend of three years. Yes, Jon was taller and fitter and hotter than James, and that Spanish accent and European flair was just…delicious…but she was a faithful woman. She only wished that her boyfriend wondered as much of her.

“I know he’s better than me,” James said, refusing to drop the conversation. “I would understand. Please, Christine, I just need to know. What did you two do? Did you fuck? Did you suck his cock? Kiss? Just tell me,” he said, anxiously wringing his hands and running them through his thick black hair. “I will forgive you, I swear- I know that you get a bit slutty when you drink- please just tell me what happened,” he repeated.

“Is that what you think of me? You think so little of your girlfriend that you don’t trust she won’t just suck and fuck the first cute guy that comes near her? Fuck you, James- how dare you,” Christine said, doing her best to blink back tears of rage. “You’re right- he is better than you- he wouldn’t be accusing me of something I didn’t do, and calling me a whore for it,” she spat, knowing that it would hurt him. Christine was just about to tear another strip off of him for accusing her of such brazen infidelity when Jon walked into the room.

“Get the fuck out of here,” James said instantly, the aggression extremely out of character. Jon looked momentarily puzzled, reading the tension between the naked couple in the hot tub. “What’s going on here?” he asked cautiously, “Christine, are you okay?”

“I’m fine Jon, thanks,” she said, offering him a tight smile and eager him to go away.

“I’m sure you just want to suck his cock for how nice he’s treating you,” James said under his breath. His bitter tone snapped something in Christine, and she gave him a dark look before turning sweetly to Jon.

“Jon, we are having a bit of a disagreement, that’s all,” she began, her tone flirtatious. “Maybe you can settle it for us?” She waved him over, noting that all he had on was a thin white towel wrapped around his hips. “You see, Jon, my idiot boyfriend thinks that I am a slut who fucked you this weekend at the party,” she said matter-of-factly, “and I have just spent the last twenty minutes defending my honour, to no avail,” she said, scowling at James.

“We didn’t, man,” Jon said quickly, directing an apologetic glance to James.

“No, no, he has already made up his mind that his whore of a girlfriend fucked the hot exchange student. If I am going to go down for this, I might as well at least get something out of it,” she said with a smirk. “Take off your towel, Jon.”

A look of surprise crossed Jon’s face, but he did as she asked. His gigantic cock was already half hard, no doubt at the notion that she was about to suck it. She looked over at James, a quiet rage building in his body. “Remember, James, this is your fault. If you had just believed what I was telling you, I never would have fucked him. I am instead now going to take this massive cock, right in front of you. You might want to stroke the tiny one between your legs; it’s going to be a long time until I do,” she said cruelly before turning to Jon.

Jon walked to the edge of the hot tub, reaching out to fondle Christine’s breasts as she offered them to him. She took his cock in her hand, realizing that she almost needed two hands to steady it into her mouth. She sucked on the tip, running her tongue along every ridge and taking note of where he moaned most. “This cock is so much bigger than James’s,” she said appreciatively as she licked, sucking and gagging on it loudly so that James could hear. Jon said nothing, just continuing to moan as he took a handful of Christine’s hair and set the pace of her sucking.

“I can’t wait to feel you in my pussy,” she purred to Jon before gulping a few more thrusts of his cock down her throat.

“I’m going to fill your pussy,” he said through gritted teeth as he used Christine’s face. He finally pulled out of her, joining her in the hot tub beside a seething James.

“Fuck me, Jon, fuck me like my small-dicked boyfriend can’t,” Christine said, opening her legs for him. She made direct eye contact with James as Jon pushed his cock into her small hole, moaning in absolute ecstasy when he filled her. “Yes, Jon, that’s it, give me that huge cock. Fuck me like James thought you did,” she sneered, her eyes rolling back in her head as she took thrust after thrust.

Christine screamed as Jon fucked her, begging for it harder and faster, all the while stealing glances at a furious and humiliated James beside her. She noticed that his cock was hard, though he tried to hide it. She never let him cum inside her- she was at all times too scared about pregnancy even though she was on the pill- but she decided in that moment that a little extra punishment was in order. “I want you to fill me with cum,” she said to Jon, sneering at James’ shocked expression. “Unload that huge cock into my pussy,” she repeated, just to make sure James got the message.

Jon growled, increasing his pace as he prepared to cum. Christine could feel her own orgasm building with each hard thrust, and threw her head back moaning as her body squirmed around Jon’s cock. “Yes, Jon, just like that…I’m going to cum on that thick cock as it fills me,” she said, narrating both for James’ advantage and her own pleasure. “Yes, Jon, fuck!” she screamed as she fell over the edge. She felt Jon spray hot cum deep inside her convulsing pussy, her orgasm having triggered his own. As her orgasm started to level out, she heard a pathetic moan from the corner, turning her head just in time to see James’ pathetic cock empty onto his stomach.

She stood on shaky legs, wrapping her arms around Jon and kissing him deeply. She arched into him, knowing that her ass was on full display for James. Jon took a handful of her ass, drawing her in closer as they made out. “Thanks, Jon. I think you really helped to settle our argument,” she said sweetly, kissing him again before he left the tub.

“Happy to help,” he said with a smile.

“I guess you were right, I am a whore,” Christine said smugly, sitting back into the hot tub to finally relax.

NSFW: yes

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