LUCKY ME! I GET TO BE HER TOOL OF REVENGE…
Cuckold! Sandy’s Only Option Is Revenge Fucking
CUCKOLD | BDSM | REVENGE | CHEATING | HOTWIFE
[WARNING — THIS IS A ZATANNA DARK STORY WITH BITS OF DUB-CON! — YOU HAVE BEEN OFFICIALLY WARNED!]
The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my life walks right up to me and asks:
“Revenge fuck?”
I’m unable to stop staring at her perky breasts, housed in a tight-fitting glossy blouse that looks like mother of pearl. I struggle and am very confused about why she’s talking to me. I blurt out:
“Excuse me?”
Oh God! Oh God! I just noticed her tight black leather skirt! Her thigh-high nylons, with wide black shiny tops! The tops of her thighs are naked! Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck!
“Are you here alone?”
Is she actually talking to me? There’s no one else behind me? Why would this perfect goddess be talking to a geeky 6'4", skinny redhead like me? Unless she’s into giant pencils with large orange erasers?
“I… I have a friend showing up in, like, 30 minutes.”
She’s still in front of me, talking to me for over 10 seconds? Bob has to be here already. He’s put her up to this!
“Then, you have time to give me a revenge fuck. My apartment is just twenty-three floors up. Follow me, fuck me, and you’ll be back with time to spare.”
Why can’t I move? Why can’t I talk? Is this actually happening to me?
Grabbing my hand, she drags me to the elevator and slams the three button, followed by the door closed. The people who waved for us to hold the elevator got left behind right after getting the finger and a “Fuck off!” from the goddess.
“My husband needs to be taught a lesson. He’s been so involved in his PTXXXXXL product line that he completely ignores me and my needs.”
How could anyone ever ignore her? I can’t stop paying attention to her every move, the smell and sounds of her leather skirt, and her perfume! Oh God! I’m getting hard! Too soon! No consent! I didn’t get consent!
Slapping her hand onto my crotch, she says, “I see you’re getting ready. That’s good. It’ll save us time. So, is what they say about shoe size true? Just how big are your shoes?”
“Um… Ahh… forteen.”
Grabbing my cock harder and her breast with her other hand, she lets out an almost orgasmic gasp of pleasure. The second the doors opened, she pulled me so hard I almost fell over an old lady’s dog.
Looking angrily at my goddess, in a smoked-all-her-life, extra-raspy voice, the old lady screeched out, “Again? Fucking Slut!”
Holding her key card up, the door to my ultimate revenge fuck is wide open!
She is bent over in front of me, with her leather skirt off and no panties to worry about removing. Her pussy is wet and ready, and my cock is harder than the night I discovered porn hub.
“What are you waiting for? Just shove that big ass salami inside me!”
“Um… what’s your name?”
“It’s Sandy. Now Fuck Me!”
“Hi, Sandy, I’m…”
“I don’t give a fuck who you are! This is a revenge fuck! So start ramming me hard.”
“But…”
“But, What?”
“Your husband… he looks like he’s going to kill me.”
“Don’t be silly. He can’t kill you. I’ve tested those straps many times, and even he can’t break out of them. Bruce is stuck in that chair until I let him go.”
Continuing his death stare into my eyes, Bruce adds, “And then, Red. As soon as she lets me go, I will kill you.”
“SEE! He just said he’s going to kill me!”
“If that’s true, odds are, he’s going to kill you if you fuck me or not. So?”
Oh God! She’s right. If I die and never get to dunk my dick into such beauty, my life will have been a complete waste.
Grabbing her firm hips, my whole body shudders as the tip of my cock enters heaven. The wetness, the warmth, and the snug feel… better than anything I could have imagined.
The silent look of hate on Bruce’s face is so unbelievably distracting… I can’t take it!
“Um… Excuse me? Sandy? Couldn’t Bruce watch us from the other side of the room? He’ll still know what’s happening, even from, say, in that corner?”
“But I like resting my hands on his knees. It helps keep me in the best position. Plus, his legs are very strong.”
“I can see how strong his legs are. One of his thighs is bigger than my waist. He must work out a lot.”
Bruce comments, “Working out eight hours daily, plus taking my PTXXXXXL three times daily. It comes in both powder and premixed. I could send you home with some samples if you’d like, Red. Once you’re done, fucking my wife, that is.”
Okay, kinda like that Witch in the woods, fattening up her victims before eating them. I am so fucking confused!
“Bruce! Shut the hell up about your PTX crap! And you, back there, keep fucking me! I want to feel you crammed into my G-spot!”
Bruce comments, “I’ve been crammed into the G-spot. But with those pillars on both sides, they are just too close. I can’t fully open the doors of my Escalade. I prefer parking in the B, C, or D spots. Way roomier.”
I don’t need to see Sandy’s eyes to know they’re rolling backward. Oh God! Her pussy is massaging my cock! I can feel myself getting closer, as can Sandy…
“Hey! Can you unload on my back instead of inside of me? You know, out of respect for Bruce?”
What The Fuck? Really? Fine!
“Okay, no problem, Sandy.”
A half-dozen more salami slams and Sandy is screaming and creaming! I want to go longer, but there’s no option for that. Quickly pulling out, my hands take over the best they can. I was holding and stroking harder and faster than ever before!
Just like I can’t sneeze with my eyes open, I have the same issue when I cum. At least she’s facing away and won’t be seeing my orgasm face, like Bruce is, no doubt. Sandy’s happy sounds tell me how much she loves my hot seed, splattering her back, from her ass to her neck.
As the last of my cum unloads, I slowly open my eyes to find out Sandy ducked down between Bruce’s thighs. There are a few cum droplets on her ass while the rest of it is dripping down his face.
I’m dead! I’m dead! I’m dead!
Never changing his expression, Bruce licks some of my seed off his mustache before swallowing it.
“Red…”
Oh God! Here it comes!
“You… are… majorly lacking in protein. If you sign up for my PTXXXXXL subscription program, shipping will be free, and you’ll never run out. Should I put you down for monthly payments? Or, if you pay by the year, you’ll save 18%.”
Shaking her head in disgust, Sandy puts back on her leather skirt, looks at the clock, and says, “Twenty-five minutes. Is your friend as tall as you?”
I answer, “Actually, Bob is an inch taller.”
Turning to Bruce, Sandy says, “I’ll be back in ten minutes. Don’t go anywhere, Honey.”
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