Just Once - Sex Stories

Just Once

... heard Elaine gasp and cry out, "Oh God!" I looked at my wife. She had a horrified look on her face. "What have you done to him?"

I smiled, "Mathew will not be fucking any married pussy or any pussy at all for a very long time, if ever again. I may have neutered him. Dear wife, your lover may never be able to service you again. Your pussy may be the last one he ever enjoyed!"

I pressed down hard again, just as Mathew came too. He looked at me, and I leaned over, close to his face. "Motherfucker, your predator days are over. When and if you can ever use your equipment again, you will remember this moment as the last time you ever fucked a married pussy, MY WIFES PUSSY!

I looked over at my wife. "Slut, get your skanky ass up and clean up this fucking mess you made." I pointed at the large puddle of pee, spilled coffee, and shattered cups.

Elaine looked at me as I spoke harshly to her like never before. She stood and carefully walked to get the cleaning supplies. I put the Glock on the counter after I unloaded it.

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I dragged Mathew away from the mess and put him on the love seat. I was a medic in the army, so I got my med kit and looked at Mathew's wound to his chest. Maybe a cracked rib, but mainly, a considerable hematoma had developed. It was a deep purple and was about a foot wide. I pressed on it, and Mathew groaned in pain. I wrapped his chest in an Ace bandage.

I pulled his boxers down and saw his cock and balls were very swollen ...

... and turning a deep purple as well. I knew I had hurt him badly, but his balls were still round, not crushed as I had wanted, so he was not permanently damaged. I told my wife, "Come here, you need to see this."

Elaine came, looked at Mathew, and gasped, "Oh God, you have destroyed him." Then she thought of what she had said, dropped her head, and began to cry.

"Wife, look at the big cock and balls that pleasured you all night. It is now a big, swollen, purple mess. This is your chance to make him sorry for fucking you and destroying our marriage. This is your only chance to do something to show me that I should even consider keeping your slut ass in my life."

Eliane cringed at my words but was afraid to say anything. She looked at Mathew, who had a look of fear on his face. I stood and went to the kitchen, returned with a large carving knife, and handed it to my wife. "Here, you can castrate him if you want to. But if you do, I will have to kill him."

She dropped the knife and fell to the floor, sobbing. "Oh God, I am so sorry. I am so sorry. I love you, and before today, I never knew this man and never cheated on you before. I don't know what happened. Oh God, don't kill him, or you will go to jail! No, No, please!" Elaine rolled over on the floor in a ball, sobbing.

As my last act of revenge, I reached out, cupped Mathews' swollen balls, and squeezed them as hard as I could. His legs tensed straight out, shaking, and he screamed in pain before passing out ...