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A dirty little story.
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(i dont condone force. just wrote this while in a particularly aggressive mood on a bad day. needed to save it somewhere. imagefap got the job.)
Jennifer was one year ahead of me in school. We became really close friends in 2/3rd grade music class, but when Jenn hit the 9th grade, puberty hit her! By the time I had followed her into high school, Jenn was a social butterfly, thanks in part mostly to "the dynamic duo" that seemed to explode from her chest over the summer. With the dynamic DDs, Jenn became a grand bitch. Too cool for a "under classman", she avoided me like the plague and even denied being my friend. Her bouncing DDs got her on the cheerleading squad and under half the football team her Junior year. She got on top of the other half of the team her Senior year. After she graduated, we never saw each other much. I went off to college eventually. I heard through a few old friends that she eventually got knocked up by that rich asshole Gary Naylor. Gary was a spoiled rich kid. His mommy and daddy owned businesses round town, so Gary got everything he wanted in school too. Class president, varsity quarterback, and a full scholarship to a local JuCo. That fact that the moron could barely read and that the team went 1- 11 were pretty much ignored. He ended up quitting college and taking over one of his daddy's car lots too. I hated him. Then he got Jennifer too. They were married a month after he knocked her up. However, she miscarried and they never seemed to make another one again. Of course, everyone in town treated them like perpetual homecoming royalty. The rich boy and his slut bitch of a wife. I hated to think about her. Seeing her was like looking at a walking corpse. My friend was dead. All her grand plans of becoming an actress and seeing the world died the day she married that prick. Years later, I ran into her on the street. The stuck up bitch put her nose in the air and acted like she didn't even remember me. That's what put me over the edge. I'd had enough. A week later, I watched Gary's fatass crawl into his BMW and drive off the work. 30 minutes after that, I invited myself into his house with about 50 feet of rope, a bottle of whiskey, a bag full of toys I'd borrowed from some girlfriends, and a hardon like a baseball bat. Jennifer was shocked when I walked into her bedroom and shoved her onto the floor. She tried to cuss at me,.. kick at me with he high heeled feet, but I wasn't having any of that. Before I had to hear her shrill voice screech out another word, I had her collagen pumped lips taped shut and the rest of the bitch hog tied. She then tried to cry,.. and beg,.. and whimper for me to stop. She even tried to close her eyes and ignore the sensation of my fingers as they probed under her tight blouse, fondling her jiggling DDDs. She tried to scream through the tape for a bit,.. but soon those screams turned to moans as he nipples grew hard and her lace panties began to grow damp. She might have been too good for me socially,.. but her body was completely as MY beck and call. Hard jutting nipples that sat atop her spray tanned jugs could have cut diamonds by the time I pulled out the first toys. She whimpered and moaned a bit as I pulled out my pocket knife and split her expensive panties, but when that jelly vibrator spread her pussy lips and grinded up inside her drippping cunt, the only thing that tape was blocking was a scream of pleasure. She was mine after that. Poor Gary must have been quite the prude, for the next three hours, I used toy after toy on Jennifer. Hot wax, nipple clamps, a cat tail whip, anal beads, and every other toy in the bag were used on her. Her bedsheets were soaked with her squirting before I started to unzip my jeans. Her big blue eyes were as large as saucers as she watched my meat slide loose, over 8 inches of thick cock flopping out of my fly like an obscene piece of timber. I didn't have to say a word then. I just pulled the tape off her pouty lips and let her suck. And suck she did. My fat mushroom head popping past her lips,.. fucking her tight throat hard. On and on it went,.. her hungry eyes looking up at me as she got the face fucking of her life. More than once she gagged and choked, tears running down her cheeks to drip on her jiggling tits, but like a good little cock addict, she went right back to her fix without any prodding. More than once I had to pop her treat out, making the tight vacuum of her mouth give a loud wet, pop as the ridge of my head was jerking from her sucking lips. I wanted to wait to cum. I had come to this house for a reason. I waited til the little whore had my balls blue and throbbing,.. then I took her on all fours and fucked her bareback like a animal. She must have figured out what I was doing, because she started to beg me to stop,. but a thick piece of tape silenced that. She struggled a bit, her bruised knees banging on the bedroom floor of her husband's house, but her restraints, her quivering legs, and the hard curved dick in her cervix gave her little room to get away. I took my time,.. pushing her face down to the floor, keeping her ass up in the air where I could hit it and slap it when the bitch stopped grinding back onto me! I reached under her, freeing the dynamic duos completely, letting them swing and slap against her. They make wonderful handles for my calloused hands as I fucked her hard, her sweat and cum dripping down her thighs. After about 45 mins of steady fucking,.. I peeled the tape off. Right then she looked over her shoulder at me and panted like a bitch in heat. "do it!", she croaked at me with a hoarse whisper,. only moments before my cock exploded inside her. Hours worth of arousal, built up in my big swollen cods, poured into her, making my dick swell even larger with each sticky, hot spurt of my jizz! She screamed as she felt it,.. my seed splattering inside her bare cunt, filling her up. She moaned and bucked, but I held her in her place as she writhed around my cock. She screamed that is burned... that it was too much,.. that she was married,.. but she never said for me to stop. With each of her cried, I gave her another hard thrust, pumping every last drop into her. With every thrust,.. her voice got quieter and quieter until she laid her face down on the soft carpet and stood still. I just laid there on top of her, my softening cock inside her. Finally,.. I pulled out,.. my dick laving behind thick heavy webs of my jizz. To be honest, I was impressed with the amount myself. She just laid there, panting. Her entire body glistening with sweat, the smell of her expensive perfume mingling with the odor of our flesh and cum. She just watched me with her blank blue eyes as I zipped up my jeans and cut the ropes on her ankles and wrists. She didn't say a word as I loaded up all my toys,.. taking the time to carefully pick up the small gopro camera from her husband's nightstand. She crawled on all fours as I threw my bag over my shoulder and left her bedroom. In the way out I took an expensive looking putter from against the wall. I haven't heard much about Jennifer lately,. though I heard she and Gary just had a beautiful baby boy. I don't like golf,.. and I don't know for sure, but I'm pretty sure that Gary has no idea he's raising the child of the man that stole his $300 putter.
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Posted on : Mar 16, 2015
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Commented on Mar 19, 2015
Love this naughty sexy story - thanks for sharing with us.. Do you write and post anywhere else.... literotica etc. ?
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Commented on Mar 17, 2015
Fuckin HOT!!!
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