Jess and I got in the car, and drove home in complete silence. I guess our experiment in the Swinger Lifestyle didn’t go too well tonight, although I had no clue why, since I had so much fun.
When we arrived home, we went inside, and closed the door. Jess turned around and said, “I don’t want to do this anymore!”. I was taken aback, and I think my face clearly showed my surprise.
“Why’s that?”, I asked. “I thought I was giving you what you wanted, the freedom, and with my permission, to fuck all the cock you wanted. You certainly seemed pleased as I watched you walk away first with those two men, whom I saw you suck with relish, and one of whom you fucked.” I didn’t know at the time why she didn’t enjoy her experience that night, but I wasn’t about to let her forget that it was she who went off first fucking others.
“It’s not that.”, she began. “I thought that tonight, I was going to continue right where I left off when you caught me, even though I was getting fucked with a condom. To tell you the truth, I didn’t even let him finish inside me. I pulled off his cock, let him shoot on my chest, and left.”, she continued.
“So, why was that?”, I asked.
“Because when that young girl grabbed you by your cock and led you away, I panicked. Suddenly, I was no longer enjoying MY fun. All I could think of was you fucking another woman.”, she explained.
Hmmm, interesting, I thought. Not what I had expected.
Jess continued, “You asked me why I never asked you to join with me in the Swinger Lifestyle, and I told you I didn’t think you could handle seeing me fucking other men. Do you remember that?”
I nodded, yes.
“Well”, she continued, “You did very well watching me suck those two cocks, and get fucked by the one. Much better than I expected. I could not tell how you felt when I looked at you. But I agreed to the condom rule, and you saw me insist.”
“I did.”, I responded. “I was fascinated how it all would play out, watching your lust.”
“Well,” she once again continued, “it turns out that it wasn’t you who couldn’t handle seeing me fucking other men, it was me not able to handle seeing you fucking other women. It bothered me so much, I just wanted the night to end!”
This, I found interesting. Good, I’m glad she felt some pain, as I had felt the week prior. I remained emotionless and quiet, just listening. I was curious where she was going with this.
“I want to stop this, I want to end this all. I don’t want to see you fucking another woman other than me. I will never cheat on your ever again.”, Jess exclaimed.
I thought for a moment, then replied, very matter of factly, “I appreciate your remorse, and I truly believe it’s genuine, but I still have 29 cunts left to fuck and breed. I feel we need to see this through, so I’m not going to stop until we’re even. You didn’t take my feelings into consideration when you were fucked and bred hundreds of times by those thirty cocks, did you? You can still fuck around, with me present, and with condoms, and I’ll still add to the tally, but understand, I’m not stopping until we are even on fucking other people.”
“29? But you fucked three tonight. Shouldn’t that be 27?”, Jess asked. The look on her face was precious.
“No, it’s 29.”, I said. “You fucked 2, and I fucked 3. That’s 30 plus 2 minus 3 equals 29. Get the math?”
“But, but,”, she stammered, “I only fucked one guy.”, she insisted.
“Doesn’t matter.”, I stated. “You started out with two cocks, and from what I saw, you were more than ready to get fucked by both. It’s not my problem that one cock didn’t want to fuck you with a condom. You should choose better next time.”
It was harsh, but harsh was needed to drive the point home that Jess hurt me deeply. And, at this point, I just didn’t care any longer what she felt.
With that, I left to take a shower. Jess took one after me. When she was finished, she found me in bed, almost asleep. She snuggled up next to me, held me tight, and we both went to sleep. Although I made no movements in protest, I let her do what she wanted. She has a lot to make up for. Maybe this is a small first step.
I don’t know, and I really didn’t care.