Chapter 10

TGIF! Finally ... Friday. I love Fridays. Today is going to be a very interesting day. I’m in my car. Almost there. I reach the gate.

Buzz!

The gate opens and I drive on toward Ken and Kari’s awesome house. What the ... that’s Brit’s car! She’s already here? Yep. That’s Ken, and there’s Kari, smoking. Brit is there too. She is sitting on a stool with her legs wide open. Her new haircut is so fucking sexy. Those bangs are banging. She is wearing a sexy purple bra and ... there is her naked, shaved pussy.

No panties. Nude pussy. Right in front of my friends, the ones she must have just met a few minutes ago. That’s nice.

Ken is wearing only shorts, yep that’s his monster bulge right there, and Kari is wearing a very sexy, black negligee. She is wearing her hair in a thick, beautiful side braid.

I love women and the crazy, awesome things they do with their hair. Have I already said that? I say it again. I love it. I have to grow my hair long. Ken would probably love it.

Is Brit shivering? It’s a bit chilly to be dressed so lightly outside on the patio, isn’t it? God damn, Brit’s pussy is totally naked. She looks uncomfortable.

“Hi,” Kari cheers as I enter the patio.

She kisses me deeply on my mouth. I love her kisses. This one tastes like white wine, lipstick and tobacco. I don’t mind the taste. I actually like the taste. Hell, I love it! I’m weird. A total perv!

“She arrived a few minutes early,” Kari explained. “Better than being late, but I punished her anyway. She had to strip for us. I let her keep her bra because it’s a little chilly out here.”

“It was my idea. I let her keep her bra,” Ken laughs. “The poor girl was freezing her ass off.”

“Shaking like a willow,” Kari adds and chuckles mischievously.

Then Kari explains, “We’ve had a nice talk with your pretty girlfriend and she has agreed that she deserves to be punished nice and hard ... well maybe not too hard but fittingly so. She needs to learn that being blessed by this kind of extreme beauty is not a licence to treat others with disrespect.”

I like the mean Kari. I know that she’s just playing mean. Mean Kari is sexy. She’s dominant and bossy, but not in an off-putting way. You can tell that she’s playing a role and she’s having fun with it. I want to know what she has in mind for Brit.

“Do you want a cigarette to calm your nerves Brit?” Kari asks, looking at my poor, shivering ex-bitchy, ex-girlfriend.

“Please,” Brit nods.

“Hold onto the sides of your seat until I say otherwise,” Kari commands and Brit obeys like a good girl.

Kari reaches for her own panties and pulls them down to her ankles, then walks slowly out of them and toward Brit. She bends down a bit, straddles Brit’s lap, takes a deep drag from her cigarette and blows a thick cloud of smoke in Brit’s face. Brit starts coughing.

“Open your mouth and inhale,” Kari says and when Brit’s mouth opens she blows the smoke right into her mouth.

“You’re so fucking hot,” Kari says, looking directly into Brit’s sexy eyes. “I like your haircut.”

Kari ruffles Brit’s bangs with her fingers and adds, “Sexy bangs. You look like that hot bitch, Heidi Klum.”

Brit smiles bashfully, but she is definitely flattered by Kari’s praises and the favorable comparison to the hot supermodel.

Then Kari puts two fingers under Brit’s chin, pushing her face upward, extends her tongue and drags it from the base of Brit’s chin, slowly upward, across her lips, nose and forehead, then downward until she reaches Brit’s lips. Somehow Brit knows that she is required to open her mouth. Kari darts her tongue into Brit’s mouth. Brit sucks on Kari’s tongue.

Nfff! Mmm! Fff!

Kari pulls back and begins churning her ass across Brit’s lap, then grabs a sheath of her blonde hair in her fist, pulls her head backward and licks her face again, very slowly.

Brit is moaning, wiggling her ass. I have never seen a lap dance in person. I am seeing one now. Kari is giving Brit a lap dance! She is moving her hips around, throws her crotch back and forth, then up and down. She then reaches for the bottom of her negligee and pulls it up and over her head, then throws it to the floor.

Now, Kari is as naked as Brit, wearing only a sheer, black bra. Her trimmed pussy looks awesome. Still holding onto Brit’s hair, Kari pushes the squirming girl’s face down and into her crotch. Brit holds on tightly to the sides of her stool, lets out a muffled squeal as Kari throws her hips upward and grinds her pussy into her face.

“Lick my snatch!” Kari orders the helpless, former ice queen of Helsingborg. “Yeah, nice. Stick your tongue in there ... right there. Oh, lick me pretty girl!”

With her nose glued to Kari’s throbbing clit, Brit whines weakly as she stretches out her tongue as much as she can and wiggles it inside Kari’s wet slit. Kari shoves her cunt into Brit’s face as hard as she can. With her tongue lodged firmly inside Kari’s pussy, Brit grinds her face against her hot tormentor’s supple, twitching snatch.

A moment later, Kari comes.

“Oh’fff,” she lets out a deep, throaty, long groan as she pushes down on Brit’s head with her hands, firmly. She keeps on climaxing all over Brit’s face. Unable to remove her face from Kari’s wet crotch, Brit struggles hard to catch a breath, but she can’t.

“Mmmfff,” Brit’s muffled cry catches Kari’s attention.

“Keep your mouth open,” Kari says as she removes her crotch from Brit’s cunt-smeared face and takes a couple of steps back. She leans forward and starts spitting in Brit’s mouth.

Tuah! Ptoo! Tuah!

“Keep that sexy little mouth open,” Kari orders sternly. “Keep the spit in your mouth. Don’t you fucking dare spit it out!”

My startled ex pussy-in-chief flinches, but keeps her mouth open as Kari’s saliva rains down all over her flushed face and into her pussy-munching mouth.

“We’re going to spit in your little mouth and you will like it, even if you don’t!”

Brit looks defeated and low-key excited at the same time.

“You’re a pretty girl,” Kari says with an evil smirk gracing her beautiful face. “But why did you have to be such a bitch to my Leo?”

Brit starts to respond, but Kari shuts her up by shooting a big gob of slobber into her half-open mouth.

“Fu...” Brit starts to protest, but then changes her mind and decides to continue to be an obedient little slut.

Kari motions us with her curling fingers to join her. Ken and I stand next to Kari. We know what Kari wants us to do. We start spitting in Brit’s face. Brit closes her eyes after a frothy gob of saliva lands on one of her eyelids. Kari reaches behind Brit, unclasps her bra and pulls it off of her chest, then straddles her lap and sits down.

She grabs Brit’s tits, kneads, squeezes and slaps them. Then Kari pinches and pulls Brit’s distended nipples, first gently, then harder and harder until Brit starts to squirm and finally cries out in pain.

“FU ... OOHOUCH!”

“Sit still!” Kari hisses, then strikes Brit’s cheek with the back of her hand, not hard, but hard enough to show her who’s the boss. Startled and helpless, Brit begins to sob.

“How old are you, five?” Kari asks.

Brit shakes her head, still sobbing like a little girl.

“If you can’t handle this, then just get up and leave!” Kari barks.

Brit squeezes her eyes shut and stops sobbing, but tears run down her cheeks from the corner of her eyes, joining the rivers of slimy saliva hanging from her nose and chin. Amazing! Within just a few short minutes, Brit has been reduced to a helpless cunt-licking spit bucket.

How is she even still here, taking all this crap, for what? For me? Should I really be flattered or has she always wanted to be treated like this? Do I care?

No!

This just feels right. I am no sadist, neither is Kari. But how fucking fun is this? Brit is in tears. She’s humiliated in front of me, and partly by me. But she could have just gotten up and left five or ten minutes ago, but she’s still here.

“Here,” Kari says to Brit as she fills a glass with white wine from a bottle, hands it over to Brit and says, “Drink up!”

Brit looks down at the glass in her trembling hand for a moment, then brings it to her mouth and gulps it down. She squeals in surprise when Kari starts emptying the whole bottle of wine on her head; she lets go of the sides of her stool.

Oops! Kari just did it. She pushed it too far. Now, Brit is going to leave for sure. What? Brit thrashes her head like a wet puppy and grabs on to the sides of her seat again.

Incredible!

Kari leans down and kisses Brit softly on her mouth, then she brings her mouth down to Brit’s erect right nipple. She licks and sucks it noisily and then does the same to the left nipple. Brit looks beside herself with lust. She cries and moans and whimpers as her dominant lover teases her nipples with her wonderful tongue and mouth.

Letting a nipple pop out of her mouth with a loud smack, Kari straightens her back up and stretches her arms over her head seductively.

“We are going to step inside,” Kari says to Brit, then lights a cigarette and hands it over to her. “Have a smoke. When you’re done, sit still until I invite you in. Got it?”

Brit nods her head as she takes a deep, well-deserved puff from her cigarette. It’s really chilly outside. Brit is soaking wet and shivering, but she doesn’t complain. She tries to enjoy her smoke, sitting quiet like a mouse.

Now that we are inside the house, Kari is giggling and laughing.

“What the fuck, Kari?” Ken says. He’s not mad at her or anything. He’s incredibly amused by Kari’s antics. “When you emptied that bottle on her head, I was sure that she’d get up and leave!”

“Me too,” I confess.

“This girl has repressed her feelings for a long time,” Kari says with a crooked grin. “Her ex-husband broke her, and she took her revenge on our poor Leo. He was her rebound puppy. She didn’t know what she was doing. But now, she wants this. She needs this, and she knows it well.”