Vengeance: A Ruined Homeymoon - Sex Stories

Vengeance: A Ruined Homeymoon

... Chet, looking up from between his legs, staring at him. She smiled at him gleefully, saying, "Brings back fond memories, huh?"

Chet looked down at her resentfully, "No. Some of the worst, actually."

Jane turned to the television, which showed Jane gobbling up Chet's balls in her mouth while she jacked him off furiously. He was roaring and tensing up, and he came hard, shooting his spunk across her hair and back. Jane looked back, away from the scene, toward Chet with smug eyes. Chet spat out with spite, "Oh wow, we fucked a lot, very impressive. The shit you put me through--put everyone through!? You're scum. Your only redeeming value is that you're a piece of meat that men like. And you know it. You know you're worse than shit."

Chet turned red. Mona had never seen this vitriol from him. He'd been a peaceful, gentle giant their entire time together. He'd cried when he came back from hunting once because he'd shot a deer that was young, and it made him imagine their future child. He'd stopped hunting since then. What kind of haunted past did he grow out of? Had he grown out of it? Mona shivered, partly because she was cold.

Chet gnashed his teeth and a demon shined in his eyes, "You're a product of abuse that never climbed out of your trailer park, no matter how much money you make. You did love me, but you didn't know how to, and the instant I realized you were irreparably broken? I got the fuck away from you."

There was a long pause. The room would've been ...

... silent, if Chet wasn't breathing so heavily. And, if the television wasn't loudly playing slapping sounds. Chet finished, "I hate you."

Jane didn't respond. Her expression was neutral, never blinking, never looking anywhere else but directly into Chet's eyes during the entire monologue. Her breathing never faltered, her posture never wavered. She was mechanical. She opened her mouth and ran her tongue across his cock, licking it all over. She rolled it across his glans, then slid down low, kissing his balls, before returning and grabbing the base of his dick in her lips. She slid her lips up along the underside of his semi-hard dick, sucking up its length, and then holding his dick head at her mouth entrance, kissing it. She felt it growing, pulsing with each heartbeat, and she winked at him. He turned away in shame. He hated himself.

Jane stood, mounting him. She easily slid her extremely wet pussy onto his warmed-up cock. "Oh, honey, you're really pent-up, huh? I can feel you twitching already."

Jane grinded back and forth slowly against him. She faced him, stroking his chest. Chet reeled back, then launched his head forward to hit Jane. She was ready, and leaned her own forward, getting under him and forcing him to slam his own nose onto her forehead. He wailed in pain, and she cackled, bouncing on his dick. "I'm shorter than you, dumbass, you can't headbutt me properly. I won't just let you get below me."

Chet sobbed, "Please stop, Jane."

Jane planted a firm ...