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Adult Confessions | Revenge |
You know how the saying goes, "revenge is a dish best served cold." To seek revenge, you must be patient, calculating, and wait for the just the right time to strike. How did you serve up YOUR cold dish of revenge? The Vengeance Demons of want to know!
  • — Revenge —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 22

    Setup for Revenge in the Park
    I'm still kind of new at this and I don't know if writing this down is a good idea or not, but I'm going to explode if I don't tell someone. I was not allowed to bring any guys home throughout high school. My parents were very strict. As long as I was living at home, it was family rules.
    So now I'm on my own and still haven't had a serious boyfriend. I'm not a virgin by any means, but I haven't been with a lot of guys.
    I have my own apartment and a good job, but meeting guys is really hard. I was really excited when a guy from work asked me out. He was really nice but as I got to know him, I found out that he was kind of freaky. He wouldn't have sex with me right off. He would make me masturbate. At first, it was just with my fingers on my pussy. Then he started making me use a vibrator. When he got tired of that, he got me a large black dildo. I had to draw a line at that.
    I am a small Mexican girl. I am barely 5 feet tall and 110 pounds. There's no was that thing was going in my pussy.
    When I told him to go fuck himself with it, he was really pissed. I think he has a problem with being turned down. He didn't talk to me for a day or so.
    I was starting to think that this wasn't going to work out. I was going to call him up to break up when I got a call from him. He apologized for being a dick and asked if he could take me out so that he could make it up to me. He said that he was very upset about losing his job. He didnât want to lose me too. I couldnât tell him no.
    He took me out to eat and a movie. It was pretty nice. Afterwards, we stopped at an adult toy store.
    I bought some cute crotch-less panties and some fuzzy handcuffs. I was planning a little fun tonight.
    Before he went off to look around, I warned him to stay away from the dildos. I think I saw anger flash in his eyes for a second. He just smiled and said, Of course.
    Well now I get back to the apartment and change into my new panties but before I can come out of my room, he calls to me and tells me to get dressed. He says he wants to take a romantic walk through the park, a couple blocks, down the street.
    I put on some comfy yoga pants, a pink camisole top, and a light button up sweater. He was wearing the same jeans and t-shirt but was carrying a backpack. He said he had some wine and stuff for the walk.
    The park is pretty dark with only a few glowing lamp posts to show the way. At first he is very quiet and cold. I was trying to get him to talk. I was working up a way to tell him that maybe we shouldn't see each other. That's when he started telling me that he wanted to break up with me. I was kind of shocked.
    He said that I was kind of a prude and that I was very inexperienced and didn't like trying new things.
    That kind of hurt my feelings. I couldn't help it if I was not into weird stuff. I told him I wasn't a prude and that I've done plenty of kinky shit. Just not with him.
    I guess he took it as a challenge because he kept asking for details. It was kind of amusing trying to make up the things that I've never done. I could tell he was really getting turned on.
    He led the way to the playground area. We were drinking wine on the merry-go-round. I didn't realize he had brought multiple bottles, but we were on our second one when we started making out. In between shoving his tongue down my throat, he wanted more details and about the kinkiest place I'd ever had sex. I thought it was harmless so I told him I'd had sex in a parking lot while several strangers watched. He was suddenly all over me. He was starting to get really rough. He held my arms above my head while his free hand was pulling down my pants and rubbing me raw. I told him to take it easy. He stopped and then started pouting. I told him that if we went back to the apartment, I'd had a surprise for him, there.
    Still on top of me, he reached into his backpack. He pulled out a blindfold and said that if I wore it for a short time, he would stop with all of the kinky shit and we could make have a little fun, right there. What could it hurt? So okay, I could have a little fun. On with the blindfold and then we started making out again. It was kind of fun until he clicked on the handcuffs. At first, I thought they were the ones I bought earlier, but they weren't. They hurt my wrists. I thought he was joking so I was laughing and giggling until he pulled down my yoga pants.
    He was very cold, almost as cold as the bare metal on my naked ass cheeks. He unbuttoned my sweater and pulled up my top. I wasnât wearing a bra. I was really scared now. How did I get into this kind of mess? I was also getting really pissed. I was talking to him, telling him to let me out. He took off my shoes and then my socks. Why my socks? Then he stuck one in my mouth. He said that I could finally shut up. He warned me that he was going to leave me like this and he knew that I was going to break up with him. I was shaking my head and still trying to talk to him. He wasnât talking. He was pinching both my nipples. When they were good and sore (hard as fuck) he moved down to my pussy. He started jamming the wine bottle neck into my tight little hole. He kept saying shit like, âThatâs right, take it all you fucking little Mexican whore!â I was getting bottle fucked on the merry-go-round! Without seeing, I could tell he was jacking himself off. This guy was a sick son of a bitch.
    Then it was over. He came all over on my belly. I was holding my breath until he unlocked the handcuffs. I let out a sigh of relief until he locked my arms apart on each bar. My legs were still free so I started kicking out. He must have been planning for this because he strapped them down with a click.
    This is where it gets out of hand. I thought he may have his way with me but I never thought that he was this depraved. It felt like hours, but it was actually only minutes. Everything was quiet for a time and then I heard him talking with a strange man. WTF. Was someone else going to see me naked? As they come closer, I hear him saying, âOf course this is real! No, Iâm not a cop. This is my girlfriend. She is very kinky and has been begging me to help her with her r**e fantasy.â âWhat do you mean, why donât I do it?â âItâs because she wants me to film it.â âIf you donât want to, itâs okay. Weâll get someone else.â Then I hear the strangerâs voice. He sounds raspy and older. He says, âNo. I didnât say that. Oh, damn! Sheâs a sweet little thing.â âIâll do it, Iâll do it.â âHi there, senorita, my nameâs Paul.â âDo you want me to take it easy with you? I can be really gentle.â The asshole tells him, âNo, sir. She wants the real thing.â âDonât you whore?!â I was shaking my head, furiously.
    All at once heâs on me. The sweet smell of body odor, cigarettes and alcohol fills my nostrils. Heâs sucking on my tits and biting my nipples at the same time. I could tell that he hasnât been with a woman in some time because heâs very clumsy. Heâs either nervous or scarred that heâs going to get caught.
    Iâm trying to keep from throwing up afraid that Iâll choke. Now heâs grinding me hard and I canât keep my legs together. I started whimpering. He got nervous then. He even took the sock out of my mouth. I told him to stop. I wanted him to stop. Then dude was like, âNo, donât stop.â âThatâs part of the fantasy. It has to feel real.â He stuffed the sock back in. The guy was like, âAre you sure?â âReally, itâs alright. Have fun.â
    With that, he really got into it. He was pulling my hair, licking my face, and clawing at my tits. It felt like he was putting hickeys all over my neck and tits. He lifted my body by my ass and shoved his face into my crotch-less panties. He was unshaven and was really stubbly. He was feverishly eating my pussy. My panties must have gotten in the way because he tore them off with one good pull. I just bought them!
    Thatâs when the fucking started. I was still whimpering but this time, he just ignored me. He was strong. He picked me up again and jammed his wrinkly old cock into my pretty little shaved pussy. He was rag-dolled my little Latina body and there was nothing I could do. He was using my body like a sex toy. The metal was cutting into my wrists, he was biting me hard and the freak was filming this whole thing! Although this guy was not huge, it felt like he was slamming his cock into my abdomen. This was all very horrible, but just then he pulls the sock out of my mouth. I was able to draw a good lungful of air and was about to let out a scream. Thatâs when the guy shoves his tongue down deep in my mouth. It was a combination of old cigarettes, beer, bad breath and yeah, my pussy. In between gasps, sobs and pleadings, I try to bite him. âFeisty little girl!â Now heâs merciless. I try to say sorry, but all that comes out is ânoâ. Now heâs squashing me on the playground ride and reality is starting to set in. This is a dirty revenge. Then the pervert says, âDonât you dare pull out, motherfucker! She wants you to fill her up.â With each thrust, I tried, âNo, please donât. â¦No, please donât.â Now he starts kissing me again, but Iâve given up. âI canât believe this. Oh, fuck yeah. Oh, fuck yeah!â Thatâs when he collapses on me. I feel the cuffs come off, then. I canât move with this dude on me so I lay there while he fills my belly with his cum.
    After about five minutes, he starts to move. I think heâs going to get off me now, but instead, I feel him starting to get hard again! Heâs sliding up and down and me. Now that my hands are free, I pull on his hair and pull the sock out of my mouth. As Iâm ripping off the blindfold, I scream at him that this was not a game or a fucking fantasy! With mascara running down my tear filled face, he sees what I already know. âBut the guy saidâ¦â âWhere did he go? He was just here!â He was zipping up his nasty, torn pants and walking away. He looked unwashed, dirty and homeless. I looked around and found my panties and pants. After putting them on, I just sat there wondering why he did that to me. What did I do to deserve this?
    I thought about calling the cops, but I was really ashamed that I let this happen. I felt that I was kind of to blame. I my first priority was to get home and get clean.
    It was late night or early in the morning, I walked into the bathroom. When I turned on the light, I saw all the hickeys. They were all over my body! My tits, neck and pussy were covered with red welts. My hair was really messed up and I had bruising in the shape of hands on my breasts and hips.
    Sex with a homeless man was really demoralizing, humiliating and terrifying, but this was not the worst part of story. As I was lying in the bathtub, I start cleaning the strangerâs spunk from my crotch. I was soaking and scrubbing. I was washing off the dirt from my breasts and with a washcloth I was scrubbing my pussy. I was trying to figure out why I hadnât seen through all of his lies and how I could have prevented it. I was playing out all of the sequences through my mind. How the dirty bum was abusing my clean little vagina and biting my nipples. Thatâs when I noticed that my nipples were rock-hard and my pussy was absolutely throbbing! I had been masturbating without even knowing it. He pounded me even when I begged him to stop. A smelly old man was force fucking me like a toy! I came so hard, over and over and over!
    I never ever thought I would enjoy anything so brutal or disgusting, but I guess a small part of me actually did. What is wrong with me? I tried to find out what happened to the video but I heard this guyâs family moved to California soon after he lost his job. I keep thinking about this night all the time. I try to make sure that I donât date freaky, angry dudes anymore. Some lonely, quiet nights, I think of this for other reasons. It does the job every time.

    #39339 — Comments (1) — Feb 19, 2018 at 9:36 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This. ( * )
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Female / 36

    I married him for the money. I was 23 and he was 39. I worked as an assistant in the marketing department, he is a well known physician. I got pregnant, on purpose. I got married on purpose. I had two other kids on purpose. When I was 33 years old, living my life, he served me for divorce and married a 26 year old.

    After he was married to her, after she had her obligatory baby. I went to her and told her all the dirt I had on him. Everything, I did not leave anything out. Like me she had to sign a prenup, but with the dirt she will do a lot better than the prenup. Two can play this game. He goes to conventions. He likes young waiters, valet workers, bellboys. And I have the pictures.

    #39246 — Comments (4) — Feb 11, 2018 at 9:05 AM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Female / 27

    I am in a relationship with a man, it is intimate, and I play house for him. I didn't know that he was still in a relationship with another girl and one day she showed up at my apartment and questioned me as to why I was moving in on her man. It caught me out of the blue. I stuttered. After a minute she asked me if I knew he was with her and had been for a lot longer than me. I was honest and said no.

    She walked into my apartment, she didn't ask, she just did. She walked around looking for evidence of his involvement with me. She found his jacket, which he had left, and she found an extra set of toiletries. A complete set because he spent the night fairly often. And a laundered shirt, for when he got dressed the next day. And I had stuff he liked in the refrigerator, and I had the TV cable package that had his preferences for TV, and she found his clothes in the laundry room.

    She asked me if I was in love with him. I said yes. She said she was in love with him too. I am 27 and she is 30, and we sat on the sofa and she told me about herself and I told her about myself, she asked me if I would have a kid with him, was he the baby daddy I wanted? She agreed with me, if she were married she would have a baby. But neither one of us was married. We were lovers, mistresses almost, playing house with him, and he went and played house with her. He had a schedule, and Thursdays and Sundays he seemed to always spend the night with her, and Tuesday and Wednesday he almost never spent the night with her, Tuesdays was almost always the night he spent with me, and Friday night, we usually went out and he spent the night with me, and he would leave after lunch on Saturday and I would see him again on Monday. He spent Sunday afternoon with her, and Sunday night. Sunday was her night.

    She got gifts, and I got gifts, and I showed her my gifts and she had the same gifts. Maybe a bit different, not exactly the same earrings, but same shop, and price point. Including the birthday studs. And then we went through the activities, baby, baby activities, we could recite to each other how he made love to us. What he liked and did and what he never did. And what his thing is, holding us down and getting on our back, and grind into us, and flat on our stomach get himself in us. He dose this with both of us.

    My weakness is that I sat there and talked with her for several hours, we sat and talked and we decided that we had a man to keep and it was better if we cooperated and that way there would be no hurt feelings. We didn't want anything a secret between us. We wanted it all out in the open. If I needed to find him I could call her and she would put him on the phone, if he needed to find me he could call her and she would know where I was. We would agree on the dates, and we would agree on any changes. We also agreed that there would be no open dates, either he was here or he was there. No separate apartment for him, he had two homes. Or there was nothing for him. We had to be strong on that, we could share, but we would not share beyond the two of us.

    He complains that he is tied down. Fine. He should, he is tied down. Together we are strong enough to tie him down.

    #39118 — Comments (2) — Feb 2, 2018 at 11:19 AM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Male / 33

    I'm a master of hiding when I am going to cum to surprise the lucky lady who has my cock in her mouth.

    If you ever say those words "not in my mouth" that pretty much guarantees you'll get a mouthful.

    It's not a good way to get 2nds, but who cares, there is no shortage of women willing to suck cock. There is nothing hotter than a woman who doesn't want seed in her mouth, getting a few surprise spurts!

    #39094 — Comments (0) — Jan 31, 2018 at 10:04 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Female / 28

    I recently ended my 4 year relationship with my recent ex because of his ever growing knickerless obsession, my ex had this idea to spice up our sex life his idea was we go out clubbing and I would go knickerless so I decided too give it a try. It was fun at first I would dance with other guys in the dance floor with them being completely obvious to me being commando, me and my bf would go back and have great sex and I told him it was good but I'm not going to keep doing it. He told me okay but soon started asking again I made a deal with him and I said I would do it once every few week for him and he seemed happy at first and now the but... He started getting more demanding he told me it would be a big turn on if I went into work without any on I told him no but he was a persistent asshole and would keep asking every other day... like "it would be so sexy if you did the school run knickerless" or "we should go shopping and you should go knickerless" all I would hear from this asshole is fucking "knickerless" every conversation about going out would go down this same path.

    So I was out last month over Christmas and new years eve and met a hot coloured guy while going knickerless just to shut my asshole ex up! me and his hot guy we disappeared and I told this him I was commando and he ended up licking me out behind the club, anyway we exchanged numbers and a week later I dumped my ex and started dating this guy I met. My ex could not believe it and told he had enough of his knicker fetish and basically told him just to shut the fuck up and piss off. Well few week ago I went out with this guy and decided fuck it I would go without knickers and post something on my Facebook wall so only my ex could see I posted a picture with the new guy I met and mentioned I was knickerless... My ex went mental that night sent me a tone of text messages and tried to comment on my post but had restricted his comments, the next day after I posted my wind-up post and I knew my ex would be reading all the comment from other guys and my friend (who I allowed to see the post) I kicked my ex off my facebook and had him sending more texts, How I plan to drag this out then block his whining hahaha serves you right asshole.

    #39044 — Comments (5) — Jan 28, 2018 at 2:12 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Female / 27

    This might not be the right place to post this but it's an event in my life that some might find interesting. When I started college I moved to a small town not far from a large city and the place had a two man police department, one supermarket that was not terribly super, no hospital, and only the College nearby.

    I had moved into a small rented house that had plenty of need for maintenance and I saw my work cut out. One day while working in my yard on a Saturday, a tall man, roughly 6'3" came by and introduced himself as Mark. He said he "ran the neighborhood" and women he chose would be his to use in any way he wanted. I laughed and said, "If you are being serious you need plenty of mental help."

    He said he "Has all the help he needed and one of the policemen in town is his cousin who supported him in anything he did." He explained that he was using the young women in the town, for sex, whenever he needed them. These are not the exact words but the best my memory can recall. It felt like a big joke to me, but alarmed me.

    I phoned my brother, Jim, about it. He lived about 350 miles away and after he heard what I told him he said he would drive in to visit me for a brief time. My brother had spent four years in the military, mostly in Japan, where he had studied Aikido. I knew little about it but knew that he was gifted at it and when he returned to the U.S. continued to study it and began to teach it at the request of his own teacher.

    After Jim arrived he said that he wanted to see Mark and instruct him on his future behavior. It did not take long but we found out where Mark lived and went to his home. There were a couple of odd looking people there. Mark recognized me when he opened his door and I said, "I want to introduce my brother, Jim, to you."

    Jim was not small man but shorter than Mark, about three inches. Jim walked around Mark and said, "Susan told me what you said to her and I came to inform you that as an answer to your insolence toward her, you will now experience some pain. This pain will be mild, but if you show aggression toward me the pain will increase. Then Jim turned toward me and said, "This man is not a fighter at all but a feeble man who has used his towering height to intimidate others. This man is actually a coward." Pissed, Mark said, "I'll show you coward" and made the mistake of lunging toward Jim.

    With a few light hand movements, Jim threw Mark to the floor. There was a loud thud and groan. Mark, puzzled and angry, got up and moved toward Jim again and this time, Jim fell to one knee and tossed Mark right over his head. It was weird seeing a 230 lb, 6'3" man spinning in the air. This time, Mark was injured. However, he quickly learned to not attempt to threaten Jim in any way. The people who were at Mark's left and then Jim instructed Mark to maintain a distance from me as long as I lived in that town. Jim said, "If I hear that you have erred in any way, I will be back with lessons for you that you will carry for the balance of your life."

    As it turned out, Mark was a bully but not altogether stupid. He kept his distance for the few years I lived in the little town. All in all, I was glad to get out of the place. Tiny towns are not for me. There's always one or two complete assholes making a mess.

    #38993 — Comments (2) — Jan 23, 2018 at 3:07 PM — That's Juicy! (9) Remove This.
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Male / 39

    Due to my job there's never any set time I can get home, especially if we get an emergency. One day I had called home announcing that I would have to come late, around two or three hours. Half hour later I was told the
    situation had been cleared so I was free to leave for the day.

    I had the habit of entering my house in the back door where the sidewalk is raised several feet due to the terrain. From the sidewalk one can see the part of the kitchen through a high window. One cannot see out of the window but easily inside from the sidewalk. Glancing in the window I saw my wife, Tess, bent over the kitchen table as my neighbor, Stan, was helping himself, banging Tess doggy style. I felt humiliated and pissed. I hopped to the side of the sidewalk, went back to my car than waited half an hour. By that time it was dusk and sitting across the street inside my car, slouched down, I saw Stan rapidly tip-toeing it out my front door.

    Walking back and using the back door, I saw Tess cleaning up the kitchen, She had not cooked because she had no idea when I would return. I said, "Let's go out and have a light dinner." She agreed and explained that she wanted to shower first. This was unusual but I said nothing.

    Two weeks later on a Sunday I ran into Fran, Stan's wife, at the drug store and asked her to have some coffee with me, I then told her exactly what I had seen. She said, "Well, that's too bad but Stan is a known pig with women and grabs off as much as he can. Mostly, he ignores me and I stopped giving him blow jobs because I don't know who or what he has been doing lately. Do you find me attractive? I find you attractive."

    Before I could answer, she said, "Wanna fuck up a storm with me?" I finally took a good up and down look at Fran and for the first time was glad I had seen Stan fucking Tess. That was a year ago and Fran and I are still at it whenever we get the chance, a number of times during the week. We do it a lot in her car since she often comes to my office for nooners. There's a university near my office and we always go to the largest parking lot, park in the middle of the lot buried in cars, where we fuck madly, like crazed mice, usually in the back seat. It takes her no time to climb on top of me and ride since she never wears anything under her skirts for our nooners.

    Than k you, Stan and Tess.

    #38913 — Comments (0) — Jan 18, 2018 at 2:54 PM — That's Juicy! (16) Remove This.
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Male / 38

    I have to get this off my chest and trust anyone in my life with this info about me.
    I have a high sex drive and I went out to the clubs tonight looking for a barslut to bring home since I hadn't had sex since right after my divorce but by the time we left there were no available straight females at the last three bars we hit and I was frustrated that I didn't get to talk to any single ladies all night. I was standing out in the parking lot of the bar and saw a woman walking unbalanced and staggering drunk down 4th toward the bar. She was alone and on the next block down she dipped into the alley. I had a strong urge to go see what was in the alley and found myself walking across the street and continued to the middle of the block where an alleyway cut the block in half. I stopped and looked up the alley and spotted her immediately she was squatting next to a dumpster and either just peed or was trying to I observed by the lack of urine coming out of her. She was looking down but her head snapped up and her face was wide eyed with surprised confusion as her eyes couldn't focus when her brain was swimming in alcohol.
    Now that drunk woman is passed out in my bed and it's tempting to r**e her then drop her off in a park to sleep it off.
    Nobody knows she is here and her cell phone is dead, so if I decided to r**e her i was gonna make it worth the prison time so the drunk bitch was gonna to get r**ed multiple times just by me if I don't keep her for my fucktoy- she looks like she could handle a train being run on her by the size of her big meaty c**t.
    Should i invite a couple friends over to tag team the drunk skank with me-brutally fist her c**t til she begs me to stop. I am almost worked up and horny enough to sexually abuse a woman....

    #38749 — Comments (4) — Jan 9, 2018 at 3:26 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This. ( ** )
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Male / 19

    I discovered my Sisters Secret Photos
    I have the most annoying sister, she has always been mean to me, and embarrasses me at every opportunity by flirting with my friends whenever they come to the house. She rarely gets dressed until after lunch and deliberately walks around the house in short robe. She knows they are looking but likes the attention and often teases them by letting it fall open slightly to give them a quick flash of her boobs.
    My sister often had boys up in her room when our parents were out. It would get me hard thinking about what they might be doing and sometimes I could hear them fucking through my wall. The other day, when she was in the bath I managed to guess her password and got into my sisterâs phone where I saw photos of her posing naked with her boyfriend and as I flicked through the photos there was one with her naked with his buddies. There was also video of her sucking his cock, where she let him cum on her face. I quickly copied them all to my laptop in the hope that I could use them to persuade her to this with me the next time we are alone in the house in return for my silence. She is scared of our Dad, so I know she will do it.
    The chance came sooner than I thought. It was my parentâs anniversary coming up at the weekend and they announced that they would be away. Things could not have worked out better as my sisterâs boyfriend was also away on a course, so she would be home alone with me. I told her that I was having a couple of friends around to watch a movie. I donât think she would have been as happy if she knew it was a movie of her. When the night came, we got everything set up downstairs and I called down from her room.
    âWhat do you want, I have just come out of the showerâ, She replied.
    âItâs important I need to show you somethingâ.
    We heard her coming down the stairs and I started the movie playing.
    You should have seen the look on her face when she saw herself on the screen, sucking away on her boyfriendâs cock.
    âWhere the hell did you get thatâ, she screamed at me.
    I calmly told her that she had better come and sit down and do as I said if she didn't want dad to see it.
    She nervously did as I said, sitting on the sofa in between my two friends.
    âWhat do I have to do to get it backâ, she asked.

    âLook if you delete the file and promise not to tell anyone, I will give one of your friends a hand jobâ

    She looked at each of us waiting for a response.
    âNice offer, but you will need to do much better than thatâ, I replied.

    âYou can start by getting naked and showing us those cute titsâ

    We all sat there staring and stroking our cocks as she slowly undressed right there in front of us, then for the full two days we fucked her in every hole. I canât believe how much cum she swallowed

    "Switch now I want to try her mouth," I heard my friend say as he scrambled to her mouth.

    "No please I can't take no more. Please don't make me swallow any more cum," she pleaded with me.

    "Open your mouth like a good little slut, he needs to shoot his load. Now open wide for him," I told her as I yanked her hair.

    As soon as her mouth opened my friend shoved his dick into it. He held her head in a vice like grip and began pumping into her face. My other friend was behind her and shoved his cock into her hole. I pulled back her head so she could look into the boyâs eyes as he filled her mouth with his load. He let out several very loud grunts and groans as he dumped his cum into my sister. Some of it dribbled onto her chin as she tried to swallow the massive load.

    "Next!" I called as he returned to his beer.
    Quickly they exchanged positions and again I watched as another load was dumped into my sister's mouth. She sucked and gagged on his cock as she swallowed his cum, milking his dick of every last drop. I stood behind her watching her swallow cum and spanked her firm round ass .

    "Turn around and look at me you cock sucking slut," I ordered her.

    She began to look over her shoulder and was going to wipe the cum off her lips.

    "No leave that cum on your face. It makes me hard? Can you see my cock?" I asked.

    "Yes, I can see your dick," my sister answered looking back at stiff cock.

    I spank her ass and put the head at the entrance to her pussy.

    "I'm going to shove my fat dick into your pussy right here in front of everyone. You want that?" I ask her.
    âCome on slut, say it into the cameraâ.
    Who would have thought that my annoying sister could become such a porn star?

    #38660 — Comments (5) — Jan 3, 2018 at 1:22 PM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove This.
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Female / 24

    We married because I got pregnant, and not because I loved him. He was fun, he was a good guy to be around in some ways. And we used to have an okay time in bed too. After the birth of OUR daughter he began to change. He no longer wanted the type of sex I liked to have, telling me that was how HE liked to fuck sluts (Nice, thanks). But now I was his wife and we had a daughter, his and our sexual life had to "Rationalize". Or in other words become totally and utterly boring.
    In November (Eighteen months after our marriage) I had a chat to his father Robert (Robby) about our "Rationalization" of sex, and I watched my father in law laugh. He told me straight out his son was still fucking sluts every week and see's me as his "Homebird". The mother of HIS child and someone to take care of HIS home.
    Without any hesitation and in anger I suppose, I offered myself to Robby. His response was to give me the sexual time of my life over a three hour period. Making me orgasm in many different and wonderful ways from oral, vaginal and anal stimulation, that I actually lost myself fully in his expert sexual charms. Robby is fifty one years old. Yet he knows more about sex and how to pleasure a woman, than his son will ever learn in ten lifetimes.
    Afterwards and I was very open about us fucking, I asked Robby why he'd cheated on his son, as he knew my reason. My father in law said "Because I don't want to lose my grandchild". We chatted for a long time about his son and me and why I wasn't going to move away from our area, but I resolved I was going to end our short marriage and move out.
    I haven't yet finished our marriage. That will take place in early January. I have denied my husband any sex since his father told me he's fucking other women, but I have carried on having sex with Robby. To which he's more than happy with me setting up home alone and finishing with his, in his words "Cretin of a son".
    My new fully decorated, fully furnished apartment will be ready on the eighth of January, and by then everything will be in place for myself and my daughter to move away from my husband (He will be in our capital for three days). He can have HIS home and he can have HIS sluts, but he's not having HIS "Homebird" or HIS daughter living with him, as he enjoys extra marital sex.
    My soon to be ex husband will also learn on or around the eighth, that his father has paid for, and signed over to me alone, my new apartment out of HIS inheritance.
    Robby will continue to see his beautiful granddaughter, and he will if he wants it, still get to fuck me as much as he wants to. That was part of the deal I proposed, and one I know will absolutely piss my husband off. As for him I only found out this morning, the reason for my husband's business trip to our nations capital, is so he and a friend can meet up with, and fuck two sluts they've been fucking for two months.
    Time to move on with my life, but also time to let my husband know HIS way, isn't the only way.

    #38591 — Comments (3) — Dec 29, 2017 at 5:58 AM — That's Juicy! (8) Remove This.
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