Sud was dripping like a faucet. The denial, the manhandling, the rough behaviour and the long sex drought had really turned her on. Her ass was perfect. It was curvy and big. I wanted to split it open with my cock. My dick stretched her unused pussy and she let out a whimper and then quickly quietened herself with her palm. I smacked her ass upon noticing that. She let out a wince and moan.
Me:When you are with me, you will moan like a bitch. Don’t dare quieten yourself. Do you understand?
Sud:umm ummm ummmmmm unnnffff
Her moans are matching my strokes.
Smack! Another slap on her ass. I was letting loose on that booty. It was enticing to watch it jiggle as the slap would land on it. I was beginning to enjoy being rough on Sud. Her body kind of drove the desire into top gear. I couldn’t fathom how her husband could be cold to her. This woman was built to be fucked rough.
Me:Do you understand?
Sud:Oh yes, oh yes.. ohhhh
Now I started pumping her pussy. Not gently, but deep strong thrusts. I grabbed her by the hips strong and kept drilling it in. My grip was much harder than it needed to be. It was meant to leave some marks. With increased power and depth to the strokes, it was like she found her repressed voice. There was some spot inside of her that was making her crazy. She was really moaning like a college slut.
Sud:What are you doing to me? Oh god…
The sound of my hips crashing against her butt filled up the room, punctuated with her moans. Her voice was very erotic. I could never imagine how this polished voice would sound when it was moaning. I had heard her in all kinds of social settings. I was hearing it now. It was incredible.
“I am going to come,” she announced. I kept going, there was no stopping. She had a crashing orgasm, she reached behind her to grab my thighs, as the shivering passed through her body. She collapsed, unable to take her weight.
I let her have a moment before unkindly tugging her by the hair and pulling her to the ground. She was trying to catch her breath. I thrust my cock in her mouth. She withdrew immediately.
Sud:Ewww… What are you doing? that’s my pussy.
One strong tug on the hair.
Me:Take it like a good girl. You will do things you don’t do for your husband.
I thrust it back in. She was rebelling but I didn’t let go. I held her head on my cock firm and let her get used to the fact that she has to do it. She made muffled sounds. Probably wanted to say something. In a few minutes I felt the opposition melt as she started toying with my hard dick inside her mouth.
Me:Lick it clean. Play with my balls.
She was responding to instruction very well now.
Me:That’s it. Now you are starting to do a good job.
Upon being complimented, she became more active. She took my balls in her mouth and started playing with them, looking up at me, showing me her work. Yeah, I am training you all right. It was very satisfying to see her put her effort into showing me that she is trying. I knew I could keep pushing her and she will keep giving in. She reached out from under and started stroking my cock. While her tongue moved all over my balls. She alternated between balls and cock in her mouth.
Me:That’s how I want you to be. When I give you my cock, you suck on it. Don’t you dare say no ever.
She nodded in the middle of her now better blowjob.
Me:Because you pleased me, I will let you choose how you want to be fucked next.
She said “I want to ride you.”
I headed to the sofa. And she proceeded to mount me. It is then that I had the time to look at her pussy. This woman had taken a lot of effort. She had a smoothly waxed pussy. It had to be cleaned just yesterday. So she thought over my offer for days and then took the plunge. She knew it wouldn’t be vanilla and then called me. No woman who doesn’t get sex ever keeps her pussy that clean. She wanted it, she wanted it bad! She mounted on my cock and gasped. If I had to guess, it was a new experience for her in terms of girth. She had these pleading eyes as if they were saying “I want this, but it is tight.” All that juice, it made a nice wet sound when she planted herself on me.
She proceeded to grind me. Slowly, back and forth. This was normal riding, I had to find a way to keep things rough and bordering on demeaning her. That was the whole point of this day. She had to feel she had the best sex and also feel the worst treated. She should proceed through with it nonetheless because she can’t stop. It was not about the sex as such. I put my fingers in her mouth. 4 of them. She didn’t know what to do with it.
Me:Suck! Like it is my cock.
She immediately started sucking on them. She held my wrist with her hands while she did that. She did it diligently. She wanted to please me. She kept moving slowly on my cock.
I had to be meaner to her.
Me:You are too fucking slow with this thrusting. It doesn’t do anything for me if you grind your pussy gently on my cock. I am gonna have to get this myself.
With that I sped it up. And her body just went rigid, trying to prevent the overstimulation. She was making muffled sounds from the moan being constricted by my fingers. She was sucking like her life depended on it. In a minute, she was shrieking in a crashing orgasm. Her whole being trembled. She pushed my fingers out.
Sud:I can’t breathe, let me breathe. Stop, please, for a moment.
I stopped and let her collapse on to me. I had to balance my meanness with soft touches to not scare her away. I had a lot more of her to use. And abuse.
Me:Enough rest. I want to use that pussy again.
I pulled her up by her hair. Her back was arched out away from me. I resumed my thrusting. They were deep, cervix busting thrusts. She let out a moan on each one. Her eyes were closed and she was looking up at the ceiling from her hair being pulled back down. I let her hair go. And grabbed her neck. I was introducing her to choking. Her body responded quickly with panic. But then her pussy took over. She moaned louder. I put my fingers back in her mouth. She started sucking again. These deep thrusts were making her tits go crazy. She was a 34C which most women would kill to have. They were swinging wild with the thrusts. I grabbed both of them rather hard and started sucking on them. She shuddered with that impulse. Her moans were more expressive now. I was happy with how she seemed to let go of her conservative roots and give in to her bodily reactions.
Me:That’s it. Moan like this when you are getting fucked. Scream your heart out when you get my dick.
I said in between sucking and biting those globes. It was soft as a pillow and bouncy like jelly. It made me want to bite them hard, and I did. I put marks on them. She winced.
Sud:What are you doing to me? Your hands, your touch, is so ruffian. I feel like I am being mauled.
The sound of fucking a wet pussy is such an aphrodisiac.
Sud:Oh god, what are you …..
She grabbed my hand and guided it to her neck. She wanted me to resume the choke. I guess it worked for her. I obliged. Internal smile to self.
Sud:But I feel like …. I feel like I am in college. I have never been so high in years. This is so good.
I let her tit go and I released her neck as well. She looked at them, those red marks which will turn purple tomorrow. She smiled, “it’s fine, I will hide them.”
I smacked both of her ass cheeks, firm and hard. She winced and moaned. “Owwww!”
Me:Did I say I care if you hide them or not?
Her expression changed from a smile to delirious pleasure as I resumed the jackhammering. Her naked body had marks of my bites on the shoulders, all over her tits. Yes it would indeed seem she was mauled by an animal. When you have numbed your cock with xylocaine, the pleasure of fucking is in the mind. And right now my mind was revelling in the sight of absolutely ravaging this buxom MILF.
Me:Get off.
Sud:Are you going to cum?
Me:Suck my cock. If you don’t do it right, I am gonna have to again get it out of you.
She quickly hopped off and instantly swallowed the tip of my cock. I was impressed how in the last 30 mins, she had come around. She was shedding her inhibitions much faster than I thought she would. I could tell she struggled with her own pussy juice in her mouth. But I was impressed with how she fought through it and was sucking like it didn’t matter. Maybe I was a bit too harsh with her. She is a nice woman. She has been always good to me. So what? I wanted to break her down. Focus! I need to get even. I need to use this slut properly to leave my anger behind.
Sud:Are you going to cum? I don’t swallow. But you can come in my mouth, I will spit it in the sink.
Me:Did I say I was cumming? Did I say you could spit it out?
She had a look on her face which said she knew she had misspoken.
Sud:I am exhausted, I want to relax a bit.
Me:Did I say I care?
She got the tone of my voice and started putting more effort into the cock worship. She thought if she could just make me cum, she can have her rest. She put her soul into it now. Her hands and mouth worked in sync. She was trying to brush up her old skills. It was actually getting better. I admired my own work. This perfectly normal woman with a husband and kid was polishing my cock like her sister did all those years back. She was into it. She was trying to please me. I knew I could push her more. She had an inherent obedience about her. And I wanted to exploit every last bit of it. I wanted to degrade her further.
Me:Stop. Get on the sofa.
She hopped on and went into doggy. I liked how she anticipated and went into submission first and then waited for instruction. I looked at her and in a moment, roughly positioned her such that her legs were on the back rest and her head was sticking out of the sofa, sort of hanging out. It was one sweeping move. She was fun size and easy to throw around. At first she had no clue what I wanted. She looked so confused. What position was this?
Sud:What are you doing?
I positioned myself such that my cock could go straight in her mouth. I held her head up by my hands and thrust my cock straight in. She gagged and coughed up. I let her do it.
Sud:What are you doing? This is so …..
Me:What? Say it.
Before she could, I thrust back in. Using my hands to bob her head up and down.
Guggug gug gug gug.
She was struggling to catch her breath.
Sud:It is reaching my throat. My god, this is my mouth. Don’t treat….
I said nothing.
Guggug gug gug gug gug gug
Sud:This is not my pussy. Don’t treat it like you did my pussy.
Me:It is a hole in your body. And I want to use it now.
Guggug gug gug heaving breath gug gug gug gug
Spit dripped down her mouth all over her face. Yes, that was a look I wanted out of this day. This slut all decked up in spit and unrecognisable from the groomed and polished woman I knew. That is degradation that I could be proud of at the end of the day. Mascara ran upwards towards her scalp from her eyes. After a few minutes of proper mouth fucking, I could say I was happy with the way things were moving. She hadn’t moaned in a while and I kind of missed her erotic voice. So I pulled her up. Again, very unkindly, by her hair and positioned her in doggy. She was in too much of a trance to notice tha tall her drool was now on her carpet and now, with the face down ass up position, on her sofa cushion. If anything, she was happy to escape the face fucking and quickly bent her tiny body over into position.
When I was preparing for this day, I had seen a position which I wanted to do [today.It](https://today.it/) was like a doggy, but one foot is on the woman’s head. I found that hot and degrading to the woman and I had to indulge in it. When I got in position she thought it was normal doggy. I got the idea that I wanted her to see it. I wanted her to see me bend her over and put my foot on her head while I dig her pussy out. I pulled out my phone and put it on record so she can see her transformation from vanilla to dark chocolate. She panicked.
Sud:No! Are you crazy? Why are you…?
Me:Shut up and watch. I want you to see this.
Now I got into position. I think she was thinking I just wanted to tape her. So she was concerned. But when that foot landed on her head, her expression went from trance to oh-my-fucking-god. She saw herself on the screen and I felt like a circuit blew in her mind. She had an expression of disbelief on her face.
To be true, I don’t think it is a pleasurable position. But if you are dominant, you derive pleasure from the absolute degradation you are meting out. If you are a sub, you can feel the dom lording over you. I stole a few glances at the screen to see her face aghast at the position in which she was being fucked. But I stayed in character. Tried to. I lowered my foot from her head and asked to lick it. She was in such a big state of disbelief that she just complied. She licked my big toe hungrily. She made wet suction sounds as she worked on it. She also reached around from below and rubbed herself. I think that same circuit which blew also made her extra horny. As I said, this position is not very pleasurable. It is only for visuals. Her moans were muffled by my big toe. She had a look of disbelief pleasure and sexual high all in one. When I had enough I withdrew and went into normal doggy. I grabbed her hair and bunched it up and took her on a rough ride. This was fast and hard. Not the deep and slow. Her back was arched like a C. She was moaning at the top of her voice. Yelling my name in between her moans and begging “yes yes yes.” I slapped her ass really hard. I had let loose on her now. My own palms hurt when they made impact on her plump ass. So I know how they must have felt for Sud. The two cheeks were red and had swollen bits from repeated impact. She was so loud that she herself bit on a sofa cushion to quieten herself.
eeemmmmeemmmmm eeeeeeeee ummmmmm
The phone was still on. In what I could see, it looked like a rough casting porn scene.
I had to push one more step further. I thrust my thumb in her asshole and she immediately let go of the cushion
Sud:No, please no. I beg of you, not that hole. It is dirty.
Me:I am not going to fuck your ass Sud. Not today.
I thumbed her ass and used to grab her and control during doggy. I knew what I was going to do.
Sud: Your finger……. your finger is in my assss….. Oh god…. My body….. My pussy……dirty….
The stimulation was driving her crazy and she came like a faucet in a few seconds from the dual assault. I let her collapse. She curled up like a cat and used a cushion to cover her tits. She was shivering. I let her have her post orgasm moment and then harshly pulled her on her feet and on to her knees. I gave her my fingers to suck. In that was the thumb I had stuck up her ass. She took it all. And sucked on all of them. Did she know? I don’t know. I don’t care.
I pulled her face close to me. She thought I was going in for a kiss.
Me:Open your mouth.
I dropped a big spitball in her open mouth.
Sud:What the hell? Ew…..
I held her face in my hand.
Me:Swallow it.
Sud:No! No! Absolutely not. You spit in my mouth!
Me:Yes. Swallow it.
I held her jaw in my palm. She closed her mouth. She wasn’t swallowing it.
Me: You don’t want to?
She shook her head to say no. I pulled her up by the bunched hair and dragged her to the mirror on the wall I had passed by in the living room. I made her stand in front of it.
That sight makes me rock hard even today.
She was looking tiny next to me. She was below my chest. My hand was outstretched grabbing her small head by the hair. Her body was meaty and curvy. It made an hourglass look less curvy.
Me: Look at you
She was looking absolutely destroyed. Bite marks everywhere. Drool dripping down her face, from her hair, from her chin. Both of us were naked but she was the one who looked fucked. My dick stood erect next to her belly button. She held up her palms to cover her boobs.
Me:Sud, what do you see here? I can’t tell which is my precum and which is your spit. You had your mouth fucked. You took my thumb in your ass and then you licked it clean with your mouth. You want to rebel against my spit?
She looked at herself, examining closely, taking it all in. She had evidently never seen her body like this. Or her face like this. Or probably been with a man like me. Rough. Brute. Animal. She was quiet. She just breathed in and out, trying to catch air from the madness of the last 90 mins.
Me: Let me make it easy for you. I pulled her closer and with her watching in the mirror, gently dropped a ball of spit on her forehead and let it drip. She looked at that with a quiet acceptance. It moved down her forehead onto her nose where it stopped.
Me:Now I can’t tell which one is mine and which one is yours. Can you? Really, you want to rebel against spit?
A realisation dawned on her. I could see that happen. Her face changed. She was holding my spit in her mouth all this while. Now, I had broken this barrier. Her hands dropped from her boobs. She swallowed with an intense effort that showed on her closed eyes. I took her back to the sofa and made her kneel in front of me again.
Me:I will teach you to please me. But you have to stop getting in my way. Did you have many orgasms?
Sud:Yes
Me:Do you want more?
Sud:No, I am so spent and exhausted.
Me:What do you want?
Sud:I want to make you cum
It made me smile. I did. Internally. Yeah, you are indeed my ex’s sister. On the outside, I was her dom. It wasn’t time to break character, not yet.
Me:There is one thing you need to do for me. I can’t cum without it.
That was a lie. I can cum fine without it.
Sud:Yes, what do you want? Do you want my mouth? Do you want my pussy? You can have it. What can I do?
She was so eager to make me cum. She moved towards my cock.
Me:I want your mouth. But not on my cock.
Sud:Huh?
She looked confused. I moved very close to her face, grabbed her hair tight.
Me:I want you to lick my asshole.
The color on her face faded. She contemplated for a few seconds if she heard right. When she looked at me and I just pressed my gaze into her, she knew she had heard it right. Panic set in.
Sud: No….it is so dirty.
She looked at me expecting to say something. I didn’t say anything. I kept looking at her.
Sud: But this is dirty, how do I…? How can you ask….?
Me: Lick it. Lick it well.
Sud: But this is….. I can’t imagine…
While she was still speaking, I positioned her pretty face in between my ass cheeks and thrust it in.
Me: Do it.
Muffled sounds.
Sud: This is…
Thwack! A firm but gentle slap rang across her left cheek as I looked her in the eye and signalled she’s not going anywhere until she does it. Her beautiful face had drool and precum all over it. Mascara ran upwards towards her scalp. Lipstick was smeared. The red faded into a pink. Her hair was sticky with dried spit. She had a look which expressed a bit of fear, a bit of eagerness and a lot of confusion. I held her head firmly and guided it between my legs. She closed her eyes, tight shut and dived into her new place of work. Very tentative and measured licks commenced. I let her do it for few minutes. Very unkindly, I pulled her up by her hair.
I flicked her left cheek with my finger in a stinging manner. She was taken aback. I moved very close to her face. “Listen bitch, you have to learn to do this. Push out your tongue.” She pushed out a little. “More, like a bitch” She pushed out more.
“First, go on all fours. Bend like a bitch.”
She assumed her position. I like how obedient she was. “Now keep your eyes open, look where you are going and what you are licking. Got it?” I flicked her again. She nodded. “Make long strokes. Clean up good. I want to hear the sounds. And when I ask, look at me. Now get back to it and show me you are a good bitch.” I pushed her back down. She was unable to finish her sentences. She couldn’t. I was grabbing her by her hair and thrusting her head in place. There was no respite for her. She had to learn. I wanted her to learn to do it.
Sluurrrrp. Sluuuurrrppp.
“yes, that’s like it. You will get better. I will make you get better. Keep at it.”
Sluuurrrrp. Sluuuuurrrrp.
“You were born to do this Sud. You will do this to me everyday”
Ummmppph. Sluurrrrp. Heavy breath. Slurrpppp.
“If I knew that mouth would feel so good licking my hole, I would have had you do this a long time back. Ah yes, keep at it bitch. You are doing good.”
That feeling was something I had never felt. It felt so good to get rimmed by Sud. Because it was rimming. And because it was Sud who was doing it. And because she probably never did it or thought she would.
“Yeah baby. Clean my hole out. Go deeper. Clean it out.”
I was purposefully degrading her so she never calls me back again. “Oh god, that slut mouth of yours. I will use your mouth to clean my ass everytime I see you. Use that tongue. Yes. You learnt this quickly. You are a natural ass cleaner.”
Jolts of pleasure were running up and down. I could feel my perineum and my ass were full of spit. She reached out and tugged my cock. I was happy. I had now changed this woman from whoever she was to my fuck slut. The ring on her finger looked specially kinky as I saw this married woman lick my asshole like a cat licks milk. It was time to close this out.
Me: I will cum. Open your mouth. Kneel here.
She quickly got into position below my cock. She looked up at me with intent eyes. And she opened her mouth wide. Stream after stream shot into her wide open hatchet. I came so hard, I felt l like I would collapse. But I had to stay in character. I couldn’t let my impulse take over me. She closed her eyes. I kept the last two shots to plaster her face. No act of degradation is complete without plastering the proud face of a slut. She let it all happen and opened her eyes and looked at me for further instruction. Her instincts wanted to take over and make her run to the sink. But her new sub training got in the way.
Me: You will never waste a single drop of my cum.
She was fighting hard the urge to spit out and I could see nausea emerge on her face. She forced herself to swallow. I could see her eyes become wet as she fought her impulse hard. Then she looked at me. There was a faint smile on her face and an inquisition, as if to ask, if it was done.
Me: That’s my bitch.
She realised there is cum streaks on her face and proceeded to wipe it away with her fingers. I caught her hand and said, “Uh uh uh. You will never waste a drop of my cum. Not a drop.” I re-guided the fingers that cleaned up the cum into her mouth. She swallowedagain. She looked at me again, out of breath, as if asking, what do you need now? I patted her head.
Me: You did good today. I know it wasn’t easy. You became a new person. Clean my cock of your pussy juice and then you can go use the washroom.
She tried to get a piece of cloth to do it. I looked at her sternly. She was confused as to what new mistake did she just make.
Me: Use that newly-trained slut mouth of yours.
She quietly proceeded to clean and polish my cock with her well used mouth. She went from the tip of the cock along the shaft. And to the balls. There was spit all over. She looked up once at me. I was observing her. And then she quietly went further down without me having to ask. She went over the perineum and over the asshole again. Cleaning everything like a vacuum as she went.
Whoever she was before, artist, friend, ex’s sister, all that was washed down and away. Sud was my bitch now. When she thought she was done, she looked at me again for approval.
Me: Is it clean?
She nodded.
27 year old me patted her 35 year old head and said “good girl.”
She stood up and walked very slowly away from me on the sofa. Her gait was wobbly. She probably felt light headed. Her body seemed wrecked in total. Her light caramel ass was red. Her back had grabbing marks and biting marks. A line of pussy juice ran few inches down her inner thigh. Her hair was sticky in places.
My mind was finally easing up now. I realised 30 mins of this mindless debauchery was on my phone. I got up and stopped the recording. The room was a mess. My clothes were strewn around the sofa. Her lingerie was lying in a bunch nearby. The panty had dried Sud juice on it. The kid’s books were on the floor. One notebook was open and his mom had drooled into the notebook wetting it. I think that was from the facefucking on the sofa. I didn’t realise in the heat of the moment when I had swept everything off the couch onto the floor. The coffee table glass had imprints of knees. The carpet had a big blotch of drool. Or was it Sud’s cum? The sofa cushions were messed up, crumpled. There was a lot of drool on the sofa itself. Or was it sweat?
I wore my clothes and walked towards the door. Her pants and torn top with the buttons was lying on the way. When she gets out of the washroom and has to clean all of this by herself, she will realise how she had been degraded and used today. Once the post orgasm clarity sets in she will realise I had been a complete douche to her and she didn’t need it in her life. This was not normal. She will never call me again. She will set things right with the husband and revive her sex life. She will cut me out as she can’t be okay with being treated like a free-use slut. I was OK with this outcome. I wanted to wreck her, tame her and use her. Once. I had. This was over.
I said a mental “fuck you too” to my ex as I exited the door and shut the door gently.
With that thought I left.
Radio silence. Days passed. My mind was free at last. I found myself watching the video from that afternoon time to time. But I felt incredibly light. Somehow, my mind construed it all as now I can move on and get on with life. I didn’t feel the anger I felt towards my ex anymore. The cloud of animosity had passed.
Nothing from Sud. Well I guess that was that. It had gone exactly like I thought it would.
And then, there was a text from her after a week.
It read. “I am making chicken. Come for lunch.”
There was a second message. “I don’t know how to use this. Teach me?”
There was an image attached. It was a leash.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/drag7v/mf_getting_even_with_my_ex_part_2