Vengeance: A Ruined Homeymoon - Sex Stories

Vengeance: A Ruined Homeymoon

Mona is a pale, tiny woman of 5'1". She has jet-black hair that is cut short, but she's trying to grow it out wondering if she'll look more motherly that way. She loves feeling physically small, tucked away up in her husband's great bear hugs. She isn't ashamed of her body, but every day that passes it feels like she's finding more fat on her slim figure, or a new wrinkle on her clean face. Chet assures her it's in her head, and she likes him enough to try her best to listen. Her waist is tiny, but her figure is impressive with C-cup breasts and wide hips. The baby-crazy couple have joked that she's built to make a kid and ensure they don't go hungry. And, as long as that comment stays in dirty-talk, she'll appreciate it.

Chet is a tan, barrel-chested, muscular man of 6'1". He has dark brown hair that he leaves unstyled. He's comfortable in his body, but is a bit ashamed of his big belly while the rest of his body is visibly muscular. Mona says she loves his dad bod, but he wishes he could be as fit as he once was for her. He's hairy, with a full, tidy beard and a jungle on his arms and chest. He's thankful that his back isn't hairy, at least--and he misses his youth when he had less of it. His dick is 8" and thick, and has always been Mona's pride.

Jane is insane. The 5'8" tan athlete has trained in martial arts and has a career in vague illegal activities. She has fiery red hair and has burning emerald eyes that blink only when she remembers to make them. She is ...

... obsessed with Chet, and has been waiting for the opportunity to ruin his life: She believes she's found it. She has D-cup breasts and a fat ass, and she has flaunted it from the moment she grew out.

Chet carried his giggling wife through the threshold of their house and into the room. She hung her hands around his neck, snuggling up against his strong neck. She was elated--this was the best day of her life, and tonight would be the best night. She was so excited to finally try with Chet to start a family, and this would be the first of many toe-curling, eye-crossing sessions. She was going to rock his world, and she knew he was going to do the same.

Chet set his bride down onto their large bed, and touched her nose with his index finger. His great big grin felt like home to Mona. She kissed him, and they held for a moment with their foreheads touching. "I love you," they said quietly in unison.

From outside, half in the shadow of night, Jane glared inches from the window, unhidden. Had either of the two looked, her ghastly visage would have been plainly obvious. She hated what she saw--her man, her beloved stolen from her by this wretched bitch. She watched Chet retire to the bathroom to shower. Mona undressed in the room taking great care to put away the dress into the closet nicely.

Jane moved quickly, silently dashing around the house perimeter. Nobody would see her--the home was remote, its nearest neighbor a mile away, and she knew that the lovebirds had ...