Backfire

Backfire

As I sit in my car, watching the white door of the ordinary house that looks like every other one on the block, my stomach flutters with nervous anticipation.

 "If we don't knock on the door soon we will miss the opportunity. Again," whines Lisa, the perky little blond the sitting next to me.

For a moment I forgot I wasn't alone while trying to muster the courage to do the craziest damn thing I have ever done. When Lisa came to me weeks ago and told me that her boyfriend, my boyfriend, was cheating on us both, I was absolutely crushed. Lisa told me the sad tale of how her and Kyle moved here to California together to attend college. He has been her long time boyfriend since high school and they even planned on getting married after they both finished college next month. Lisa’s family is very wealthy and because they were to be married her father paid off all of Kyle’s student loans last semester as an early wedding gift.

"I don't know if I'm ready," I respond, fiddling with the key fob in my hand.

"Tough shit! I am. He did this to both of us. If you don't want in then I'll do this with the She Devil myself." Lisa opens the door to my light blue VW and prances across the street like a woman on a mission.

I quietly whisper to Lisa that we should just forget about him and leave, but she shakes her head and rings the doorbell over and over again. I try and pull her off the porch and she shakes me off before pounding on the door like the police with a warrant.

The door flies open to reveal the woman we have been watching for the past two weeks. Her dark black hair a stark contrast to her creamy white skin that is her personal canvas for the colorful ink that is hidden by a black maxi dress. Damn, if she isn’t even scarier up close.

"What the fuck do you want?! Jesus!"

"I want to talk to you. My friend Kendra and I need to tell you something."

"Not interested," the She Devil mutters as she slams the door closed in our faces.

"It's about your boyfriend, Kyle!" I yell.

The sultry, inked up woman slowly opens the door again.  Her emerald green eyes narrow to tiny slits while she pops her hands on her hips, looking very interested in what we have to say.

"How do you know Kyle," the edgy temptress before me inquires. Her face, only a few inches in front of mine, makes me gulp the lump in my throat down until it sinks into my stomach and hatches a swarm of butterflies. With her teeth clenched she snarls, “talk”.

Lisa pulls me closer to her before entering the house uninvited. "We will tell you why we are here, but leave her alone," she demands.

"You bitches got one minute to talk before I toss you out. Speak."

Lisa tells the woman, who has identified herself as Gina, the tale I already know. The past two weeks have been a series of stakeout missions and tracking the bastard that has brought us all together. To the best of our knowledge we are the only three that Kyle is stringing along.

"Look, we know this a little extraordinary, but I don't necessarily want him getting off that easy. He has played you both for weeks, me years." Lisa explains. “We just want to confront him together so he thinks twice about doing this to anyone again. Gina ponders something for a moment as she adjusts herself in the high back black chair she fell into.

The pleated leather chair looks like a throne fit for the devils queen. Her house is as equally as ridiculous as she is. The walls are all blood red with white trim and antique black furniture.  There is original dark art on the walls. Knowing Kyle, he chose her because she is probably just as freaky in the sack as she is in the looks department. 

A phone audibly vibrates and we all check our pockets.  Lisa's pink glossy lips curl into a smirk. "Looks like our target is looking for a good time."

"Perfect!" I smile as I look up from the picture on the wall of Gina and Kyle at some sort of party. From anyone else's point of view it would look like an ordinary house party. However, the shirt he is wearing is the same one he wore two weeks ago when he got a call saying there was an emergency at work and he had to leave abruptly. If I wasn’t sure I was in before, I am damn sure now.

“Sit tight, I have a plan for our boy.” Gina excuses herself to the room at the top of the stairs. As the quiet minutes tick by, my resolve is weakening. I really don’t know how the hell I got mixed up in this. I am more of a, slap him in public and ignore his calls, kind of girl. I don’t even know if I can trust these two. I am all for confronting the bastard, but sitting in the fun house of horrors here, I am a little nervous that Lisa and Gina have a bit more up their sleeves.

Lisa has years worth of heartache to avenge, and Goth Barbie here looks like she may know where to hide a body. Frankly, I just want to call him an asshole and go back to the dorm to study for finals. I am doing this more for Lisa than for myself. I have had guys cheat on me before. Kyle was decent in the sack but he is not worth all the time I have already spent on him.

I hear a door creak open and I look at the staircase to see Gina floating down the stairs in a long black satin robe. Her long, black, silky hair perfectly, pin straight lay flat down her small chest and blend into her robe as if it was made that way.  While Gina tells us her plan, I am barely listening to the words coming out of her pouty red lips. The woman is mesmerizing. Scary, but alluring all the same. Women have never really been my thing, but I can definitely see why Kyle would be fascinated with her.

“Kendra, you in,” Lisa asks as I pull my stare away from Gina.

“Huh. Uh. Yeah, I’m in.” I breathe before looking back into the dark rimmed eyes of the hypnotizing woman who is making me more nervous than I have ever been before.

Gina smirks at me and lifts her red talon to my cheek. “You sure? You look a little sweet for something like this.” Gina’s eyes flick to my parted lips then down the front of my ample chest. My pale blue summer dress feels transparent when she looks at me with those piercing green eyes of hers. My plain white cotton panties are moist from this woman’s touch

“I’m…” my voice shakes. I clear my throat and stand a little taller as I look away to Lisa whose eyes are as big as saucers. “I’m in.”

“Good. Let’s get ready. I already called him and he is on his way.

About a half hour later Kyle knocks on the slightly ajar door that opens wider as he says, “Hello”.

My heart is racing as Lisa and I wait in the dark bathroom for our signal. I know in my heart this is crazy, but something about the way Gina described our revenge excites me in a way I have never felt before.

Gina calls Kyle’s name from the back of the house with only candles lighting the dark hallway. From the slight crack in the door I can see Kyle walking carefully towards her as she leans against the back wall.

“What’s all this,” he asks, reaching for her.

“Close your eyes and I will show you.” Gina holds up her hand to halt him in his tracks. When Gina snaps her fingers Lisa and I jump on him from behind and tackle him to the ground. Gina pulls the black silky sash from her robe and ties his hands together behind his back before we flip him over.

I switch on the kitchen light and as his eyes adjust to the brightness he pales, while all three of us stand over him.

"Fuck." He whispers, more to himself than any of us.

Lisa and I grab each of his arms and pulled him to his feet. Kyle laughs and asks us all what we are going do to him now that we have him right where we want him.

He is enjoying this? Of course he is. He thinks we are poor helpless women who can do nothing to hurt him. Kyle has always been a bit of a cocky bastard, but that is what attracted me to him in the first place. Now, I find it simply revolting.

Gina opens a small drawer in the hall and pulls out a long black whip. My eyes open wide and Lisa gasps. Gina stands before us in nothing but a black studded bra and panties.  Kyle smiles and Gina cracked her whip, strategically hitting him between his legs.

"Goddammit! Stop fucking around Gina!" he groans. 

"Oh, funny you say it like that Kyle." Gina scrapes her long red fingernails along his chest, leaving bright red scratches in her path. "You can go politely to the room at the top of the stairs, or you can get your ass whipped while we get answers. Your choice."

Kyle lunges forward while Lisa and I just barely hold him back. Gina laughs at his inability to get to her.

We pull Kyle up the stairs and Lisa opens the door. When the light flicks on, the dim room comes to life. A lone chair sits in the middle of the room. Gina pulls Kyle forward by his hair and sits him down, holding onto his shoulders as he thrashes about. Lisa and I quickly strap his ankles to the chair and step back so the dark mistress in the room can get the answers we all are looking for.

“Why did you find it necessary to fuck all three of us?” Gina questions, as she runs the tails of cat-o-nine she plucked off the wall near the bed, through her fingers.  

“Why not,” Kyle jokes.

Gina, none to pleased, strolls over to the trussed up man and unbuttons his pants. Kyle smirks and lifts his hips to goad her as she pulls his pants around his ankles. Kyle’s semi hard cock springs to life when the seductress in front of him grabs him by the throat and tells him to behave or else.

“Or else what? You will whip me. Go ahead. Maybe I like it,” Kyle taunts.

Gina walks over to Lisa and takes her by surprise by grabbing the back of her hair and kissing her deep. Kyle pulls on his tethers and Gina asks him the question again.

“Don’t kiss my girl,” Kyle barks.

Gina walks over to me and with one fluid motion pulls my dress over my head revealing my bare-naked breasts and those now drenched cotton panties I put on this morning.

Kyle laughs, “This isn't punishment Gina. Kendra has a banging body. That’s why I fuck her. Thanks for the view.” Kyle winks at me and I feel even more naked then I did a moment ago.

Asshole!

Gina steps toward Lisa and removes her short shorts and tank top. Kyle, now frustrated, curses for Gina not to touch Lisa.

“Leave her alone. She is mine. No one else has had her. Do you know how fucking rare and hot that is.” He grunts and pulls to free himself, but it is hopeless.

Gina, now knowing his weakness, uses it against him. With every question he doesn't answer Lisa pays the price with a kiss or a touch that makes her wish Kyle would keep lying. Once she gets acclimated to another woman touching her body, I can tell Lisa enjoys making him squirm and uses it against him by moaning when she is pleased. I watch like a voyeur as my nipples perk up and my hand slides between my legs, enjoying the show.

Gina straddles Kyle’s thighs and grinds herself against his fully hardened rod. “See, now that wasn’t so hard.” With his chin in her hand she whispers into his lips, “now, let the pay back begin.”

Gina stands and walks toward a black chest of drawers in the corner of the room. She pulls out a short black rubber dildo that is attached to a harness that she secures around her thighs. I stand there captivated as I watch her strip off Lisa’s bra and panties. Gina whispers something in Lisa’s ear and her eyes get dreamy as she nods in agreement. Gina pulls me toward them both and I freeze. This wasn't exactly the plan.

Lisa and Gina kiss and touch each other while I watch. Gina’s nails dig in to my flesh when I try to step away. I don’t really think I want to participate; just watching is enough for me to get myself off.

Gina slowly looks from Kyle, who is swearing, then to me. “You are a part of this, too. He may not give a shit about you, but that doesn’t mean we can’t have fun pissing him off while we fuck his prized piece.” Lisa smiles and I nob my head.

I’m in.

Lisa grips the footboard of the bed and sticks her ass high in the air. Gina steps behind her and rubs the thick, black, silicone shaft, up and down her slit. Lisa begs for her to fuck her while she stares at Kyle in the eye. Gina slowly splits Lisa in two while Kyle watches, thrashing about.

“Get the hell off my girlfriend, Gina! Lisa. Baby, I’m sorry. Don’t do this! Tell her to stop. I messed up. But I did it for us. I wanted her to teach me some things so I could be a better lover for you.” Kyle’s eyes plead as he pulls and tugs his arms.

“Kendra, kneel in front of Lisa with your back against the headboard.”

"Uhhhh....I don't think -"

"NOW!" Gina yells, and I do as I'm told. I sit cross-legged with my head against the wooden footboard of the bed. I watch Gina glide in and out of Lisa with ease. My unobstructed view is spellbinding.  Lisa's clean shaved flesh glistens just inches from my face. I have nowhere to go. Gina pushes Lisa's ass until I have no choice but to participate.  I lick and suck on Lisa's clit as Gina pounds into her pussy. Lisa holds the top of my head with one hand and grinds herself into my face. My hands dig into her thighs and I feel them tighten when her dam of bliss breaks free. I feel droplets drip onto my legs as Gina pulls out. She pushes Lisa onto the bed over my head.

Before I can have a say, Gina shoves the false rubber object into my mouth. The tangy taste excites my taste buds and I suck it down until it is licked clean. As quickly as she invaded my mouth, is as quickly as she pulled the forbidden dessert from my lips.

Gina pulls back and pulls another strap on off the dresser. This one is much thicker and longer. She tells Lisa to help me into the harness while she walks over to Kyle who is way beyond pissed off. Gina stands in front of Kyle and holds the silicone fuck stick under his nose.

From across the room Lisa laughs, “You will never again smell my pussy so you should enjoy it while you can.” Gina slaps it across Kyle's face and he let's out another sting of curses.

“Kendra, on your back.” I lay on the bed as instructed and Lisa straddles my thighs. Gina flips a switch and I feel a vibration pinpointed directly on the hidden nub. Gina kneels behind Lisa and massages her breasts as she sets an even pace and whispers, “Kyle may have been the only one who has been in that pretty pink pussy, but this is going to be all mine.” Gina smacks Lisa’s ass as she struggles to get used to the girth inside her.

 Gina pushes down on her back so Lisa and I are face to face. I hold open Lisa's heart shaped ass as Gina squirts warm oil down her spine and drags it to where no man, or woman, has ever gone before. Small jerks and from Gina bounce Lisa against me.

Kyle grunts and struggles to get free. I hear a crack, then a thud, and we all freeze and turn around to see Kyle pulling the scraps of material off of himself. Kyle managed to stand and smash the chair against the wall until he broke free.

Gina tries to move, but Kyle grabs her upper arms and holds her in place. I can hear him kick off his jeans before they fall heavy on the floor; his belt buckle pinging off the wood makes me flinch. From where I am on the bed I can't see him, only hear him.

"You want to act like a whore, Gina? Then I'll treat you like one."

The whole bed shifts as Kyle slams against her, which drives her forward into Lisa, and down on me, making the vibration tickle my sweet spot. Like a boat in rough water, we sway and shift together. Kyle grips Lisa's hair while he pins Gina between them. The dull build between my legs is now becoming a more urgent need to release. Lisa is right on board with me, I can tell by the way her breathing had changed. Kyle trusts into Gina harder and harder, threatening her to cum or he would use her own whip on her.

A mishmash of screams and grunts fills the room. My eyes roll to the back of my head as Lisa's lips find mine. Kyle groans and jerks against us a few more times before he falls across Gina's back.

The weight of everyone on top of me is too much to tolerate any longer. "Can you all get off of me?" I groan, breathless.

Kyle’s feet hit the floor with a thud. From over Lisa’s shoulder I catch Gina looking at Kyle with a crazy gleam in her eye. Lisa tries to sit up, but Gina holds her down by the small of her back as she pulls out of her. Gina turns her head slightly and Kyle kissed her deep. She wraps her small arms around his neck and giggles into his mouth.

Kyle pulls away from Gina and slaps her ass. "We done with them now, baby? Or did you want to play some more?"

Lisa and I lock eyes, horrified.

Kyle falls on the bed beside us so his face is next to ours. His wolfish grin makes me want to punch him. "You two are free to leave now. Unless you want to stay for another round." He kisses us each on the cheek quickly then stands and walks out of the room with Gina locked on his side.