Valentine's Revenge

It was over a year since I had cheated on my husband on Valentine's Day and he had found out about it.

I wasn't proud of what I'd done and I'd been lucky that we had been able to work through our problems. Jack had been incredibly hurt by my actions - after all - it was pretty hard for him to stomach that whilst he was at home preparing a lovely Valentine's Day meal, I'd been on a co-workers desk getting rammed by a big cock and moaning like a slut.

I'd always been over-sexed and cheating on my husband had come surprisingly easy to me.  I did love Jack, but there were so many temptations out there in the world - hot guys that got my slutty motor running.  It didn't help that I was pretty and guys flocked to me.  I knew that my tight body and sexy sense of style and fashion drove men wild.  It was just too much fun not to flirt and lead them on.  Unfortunately a year ago that had led to me spreading my legs for a hot young intern and getting pounded like a whore.  I'd stayed late at the office so he could fuck me good - whilst the dinner went cold - I was on my knees giggling as my lover sprayed cum all over my face.

Mmmmmmh, the sex had been so amazing. I still masturbated to the thought of cheating on Jack and the feel of a strange cock deep inside my tight pussy. Deep down inside, I knew I'd do it again and it got me wet to think of being a cheating bitch.  If Jack hadn't have found the text messages the stupid intern had sent me - I'd have gotten away with it and probably still be fucking him.  As it was, I'd had to be a good girl for the last year - to prove to Jack I could be trusted.

Tonight was Valentine's Day again and  I had to give Jack a night he wouldn't forget... I needed to be his slut tonight and give him everything he wanted.  That way he'd finally forgive me fully. I could see there was still a hint of distrust in his eyes and though things were good between us again, I wanted to finally put this episode behind us.

I'd prepared for the evening as best I could.  I'd had my hair and makeup done and I'd shaved and moisturised my sexy body till I was looking amazing.  Once I slipped on the expensive sexy red lingerie and silk dressing gown that I knew would drive him wild - all I had to do was put on my sexy red heels and douse myself in perfume. 

Tonight Jack was going to fuck me good and as he climaxed inside me, he would finally forgive me and then I could finally get back to being a bad girl soon afterwards.

After all - what he didn't know - couldn't hurt him, and I would be a lot more careful when I cheated in the future.

*****************

It got to half-past six and I heard the front door open.  I was lounging in the living room in my slutty lingerie and I felt a thrill of excitement at the thought of the hot sex I was about to have with my husband.  A bottle of champagne was standing ready - chilled - and I had adjusted the lighting and put on some sexy music. Nothing could go wrong.

Or so I thought.

Jack entered the room slowly with a strange grin on his face. He was holding a clipboard in one hand which I thought was weird and he seemed to be in a strange mood.

"Hello darling," he grinned as he sat on the sofa next to me.  "I see you're all dressed up - just as I hoped you would be."

I fluttered my eyelashes and gave him a good view of my body.  "Do you like it baby?  I wanted to make all your dreams come true tonight."

I moved closer and slid my hand onto his pants, rubbing near his crotch to get him started.  I expected him to move in to kiss me - but to my surprise, he removed my hand from his pants and thrust the clipboard into my hands.

"Oh I think you WILL make my dreams come true. Remember this darling?"

I looked down at the clipboard and recognised straight away what I was looking at.  Jack was a lawyer and as part of our relationship rebuilding, he had made me sign a 'Conduct Contract' agreeing to certain conditions to get our marriage back on track.  I had only half read it to be honest - signing it had seemed another easy way to get Jack to forgive me. That had been nearly a year ago, after he learned about the intern.  I hadn't actually seen it since.

"Ummmm, yeah - it's that relationship contract you made me sign.  But I don't see why you're showing it to me now."

"Darling," grinned Jack.  "You don't really think you're fooling me do you?  I know that you haven't really changed.  You've always been a master manipulator and you're so used to getting your own way you can't but help but lie and cheat to me.  I knew over a year ago that the only way I'd ever get you to change was to make you feel the same hurt and pain I suffered when you betrayed me.  That's why tonight, I'm going to have my revenge.  Read page 2, paragraph six."

I flipped through the contract with an uneasy feeling in my stomach.

I, the undersigned - do agree that I will allow my husband to switch our bodies if I am still having unfaithful thoughts about our marriage.  During this time I will inhabit his body and be completely under his power.  The swap will occur when he uses the trigger phrase - 'Valentine's Revenge'

"What the fuck?" I gasped.

"You always were lazy at checking the small print. I knew if I threw in a little body-swapping clause you'd never notice it."  Jack grinned as he turned to face me. "Now it's time for my - Valentine's Revenge."

The clipboard fell from my hand as I groaned in anguish.  My body burned and it felt like my soul was being ripped out - which in retrospect, I suppose it was.  I had a brief moment of dislocation and then suddenly I was no longer in my beautiful blonde body.  Instead I was now in Jack's and looking at a delighted 'me' running her hands all over her sexy skin and giggling insanely.

"Oh my God - it actually worked!"

I gawped - looking down at myself.  I was a man.  I was Jack.  I felt strange - awkward and too large in my new body. My skin was rougher, the feel of beard stubble on my face was strange and between my legs I was suddenly aware I had a dick.  Jack had stolen my body!

"Jack, what the hell are you playing at?" I gasped... croaking slightly at the weird feeling of my Adam's Apple bobbing and my much deeper voice.  "Give me back my body!"

"Oh I will eventually - but only if you're a good boy."  Standing up, Jack wobbled slightly in my heels - but then with a confident strut swayed forward.  I gasped as he effortlessly moved across the room with a feminine looking walk - like he had always piloted my sexy body.

"Surprised?" he giggled.  "I've been practicing for months.  I've been trying on your clothes, your makeup and acting as feminine as I could-  to get ready for this day.  I've been planning this revenge for quite some time you see."

Picking up my phone, his finger pushed down the thumb-print and it unlocked.  He giggled as he quickly changed my passwords. "There... your life is pretty much mine now.  I am you and until I decide my revenge is complete, this is the way it's going to stay."

"You bastard!" I gasped.

"It's bitch now actually," he purred... making my voice sound more sexy and evil than I ever had. "Now are you ready for the next part of my revenge?"

"Jack - please stop - this has gone far enough," I whispered suddenly afraid of what I was about to hear. He grinned, looking devilish in my red lingerie as he pointed at the clock and winked as there came a ring at the door.

"Right on schedule."

"Wh... who is it?" I whimpered.

My husband advanced towards me in my own body and I backed away in fear as Jack laughed and struck a dominant pose with his hands on his hips.  "Did you think I'd be satisfied with just stealing your body?  A year ago today you betrayed me completely with another man.  Now it's time for me to repay the favour.  Tonight you'll learn how it feels to be a cuckold."

My mouth dropped open as Jack swept past me and opened the front door.  Two grinning black men walked into the house, kissing his hand and asking him where he wanted them.  Indicating the bedroom, Jack led both men into our bedroom and laughed at my appalled expression.

"Boys - this is my husband Jack.  Jack - meet Xander and Jason.  We've been planning this online for quite sometime. I explained to the boys about your cuckold fantasy and how your greatest fantasy was to watch me get fucked on Valentine's Day.  They wanted to help."

I felt like I was having a heart attack as the two men began to strip off and prepare to fuck my husband.  I couldn't believe he was actually willing to let them fuck him.  Jack's evil plan obviously called for it, but I was still shocked that his sexuality had become so fluid.

"I've been watching A LOT of interracial porn," giggled Jack as he looked at me as if he were reading my mind. "It's amazing how you can condition yourself to want something if you work hard enough."

As it to prove a point, Jack's hands went to the men's cocks and he began to stroke and pump them. He cooed as they started to swell and they started to kiss and fondle him, causing him to moan and gasp like a slut.

I had obviously never seen what it looked like when I was horny outside my body.  I looked amazing. My body was so hot and knowing my perverted husband was inside it was kind of a turn on. To my surprise, my own dick started to get hard.

"Sit down and enjoy the show," laughed Jack as he finished French kissing one man and pushed me back into a chair.  "Get your cock out if you like hubbie.  This is going to take a while."

My hand went to my trousers, and despite myself I pulled my cock out and began to stroke as I watched my husband with the two studs.

First Jack sucked and slurped one guys cock whilst the other licked Jack's pussy.  It was so weird watching my own body reacting to the men... my pussy getting wet and Jack's nipples getting rock hard as he got super aroused.

I couldn't believe what a slut my husband had become - his desire for revenge had made him into a total bitch.  Even I had never had a threesome before - but Jack was acting like he did this sort of thing every day.  Before long he was bouncing my pussy up and down on a rock hard cock whilst sucking another one and moaning and groaning like a porn star.

"Mmmmmh, ohhh yeah... fuck MY tight pussy," gasped Jack. "I love how you stretch me out so good. Make my little bitch of a husband watch as you give me some real cock."

I had never felt so humiliated and angry.  My plans for the evening had been to seduce Jack and repair the damage I'd done - but now he'd ruined things by stealing my body.  

And yet.

Fuck it was hot watching my own body get pounded.  As the wet slaps and moans of pleasure filled the room I had to wonder how it must feel to be impaled on two massive black dicks.  My jealousy for my husband grew and grew.  I wanted to be back inside that hot body fucking these men... but now it was Jack's.  He was getting his revenge and then some.

Moaning and squealing like a porn bunny - Jack rubbed my bodies clit and gasped as he came - his eyes actually rolling back in his head.  What a slut... what a fucking dirty little slut!

My own cock was rock hard by now and my hand was sliding up and down it so naturally.  I knew if I didn't stop I'd cum soon - but part of me wanted that. My first male orgasm would feel so good.

"Hey!  Stop stroking that dick loser," laughed Jack. "You don't get to cum tonight.  Get your hands off - or I'll have the boys here make you."

My hands dropped to my sides and I groaned in frustration as a drop of precum leaked from the top.  Jack giggled and slapped my cock hard with his hand, making me gasp in pleasure and pain.

"I'm gonna have so much fun tormenting you.  Just you wait till you see the cage I bought for you."

Turning around, he lowered his pussy back onto a big dick with a satisfied sigh. "Meanwhile... keep watching simp - I'm going to cum as many times as I want!"

******************

Jack fucked those guys for hours.  He made me watch every minute of it.  I wanted to stroke my dick so bad and cum, but every time I tried Jack would stop me with a threat.

Finally his lovers both hit their limit.  They spunked all over my beautiful body, egged on and encouraged by Jack.  He seemed to love the cum, drinking it down and giggling like a cumdrunk slut.

Finally it was over.  The boys cleaned up and left and Jack and I were alone again.

"So now you know how it feels," laughed Jack as he cleaned cum out of my hair and fixed his makeup. "I knew having my revenge would feel good, but your body is even better than I imagined."

"Please Jack - you've made your point. I get it now. I understand how it feels to be cheated on."

Sitting down and scrolling through my phone, Jack barely paid attention.  He seemed to be engrossed in the details of my life and enjoying being me.  

"Oh really?  Well get used to it, because for the next few weeks I'm gonna get fucked everynight and you're going to watch."

"Weeks?"

"Yeah weeks.  Do you think I'd give up this body after only one night? Now give my feet a rub and then go make dinner."

As I began my new servitude to my husband - now a dominant bitch in my body - I had to wonder.  How much of this was revenge... and how much of this was what Jack had always secretly wanted?

One way or the other though... I WOULD get my body back!

THE END