Payback

NOTE** This story was written by me a while ago as a result of a good friend's request. Although it is not something I'd normally write on my own, I am a huge fan of a good mind fuck, and the evil possibilities of the scenario that was suggested to me appealed to my perverted mind immensely. I do know that this story may not be to some folk's tastes though, and I apologize in advance if anyone is "put off" by its content.

That fucking BASTARD!! I cried. Slamming my hand down on the steering wheel as I angrily drove toward my destination.

He'd done it to me again! After five years of marriage he still couldn't keep it in his pants! He still felt the need to run around behind my back with any bitch that would look at him twice. I turned the steering wheel, taking the corner a little too fast, my wheel bumping up on the sidewalk.

'Calm down Cheryl.' I told myself, 'The last thing you want is the cops or a flat tire to spoil your plans'. I forced myself to lighten up on the gas pedal, reigning back my anger as much as i could as I continued to drive toward the city.

My mind went back to the phone call I'd received earlier. Some bitch claiming to be seeing David. I knew she probably wasn't lying, but I'd argued with her anyway, telling her she was a fool, a liar, an idiot...but the tables quickly turned when she began to tell me that he'd brought her to the house. OUR house. In MY bed. I didn't believe it at first...but then the fucking bitch started to describe my decor.....my bedroom....the brand new sheets that I'd put on the bed only four days ago, sheets that we were STILL sleeping on! I couldn't deny it any longer, not to her, and not to myself. I was shaking with fury by the time I hung up the phone with her. I'd stalked to the bedroom and stood in the doorway for a long time, staring at the bed....staring at those defiled sheets. If he would have walked in at that moment I swear I would have gleefully murdered him with my bare hands. Instead, I'd paced..and I'd fumed...and I'd cried....and finally... I'd planned.

I turned one more corner, went down another block, and then pulled over to the curb. Not the nicest part of town by any means, but this is where I had to be to get what I needed. My eyes scanned the streets, the store fronts, the people. When I spotted what I needed I smiled, my lips curling up into an evil grin that stayed in place even after I'd purchased my 'surprise' and drove home with it.

Later that night I prepared for David's arrival. I took a long bath, did my hair exactly the way he always liked it, and slipped into the red lace teddy that always drove him wild whenever I wore it. When I was done I looked at myself in the mirror, turning to the side, appreciating my curves.

'Why would he need to go anywhere else for satisfaction?' I thought, running my hands over my full, firm 38dd breasts, down the contours of my 28 inch waist and across my flat belly. 'If I'm not woman enough for him....than NO woman is'. Suddenly, I heard a car turning into our driveway and I hurried out to the living room to get my surprise and put it into the bedroom closet. That done, I positioned myself in plain view of the front door. When he opened the door I was the first thing he saw. He froze, mouth and eyes wide as he looked at me. His eyes wandered up and down my body as I stood there, my legs planted wide, hands on my hips, breasts thrust out, my lips glossy and shining and curled into a smile as I fixed him with the sexiest stare I could muster. He almost dropped his briefcase, but caught it quickly. I threw my head back and laughed as he entered the house and closed the door behind him. I tossed my hair back and looked deep into his eyes as he then purposely dropped his briefcase and coat and stepped toward me, gathering me in his arms and covering my mouth with his.

One thing I can always say for this cheating bastard is that he has never denied me sexually. In fact, our sex life has always been better than average, certainly better than my other married friends complain about theirs being. This is why I've always found his cheating behavior with other women perplexing. At this point though, I was past speculating about the reasons for his infidelities. I was ready to act.

I allowed him to kiss me, even returning the kiss with all the passion I usually would, even though my skin crawled and my blood boiled at his touch. He moaned as we kissed, his hands running up and down my body, sliding down my waist and grabbing hold of my firm ass, pulling me toward him. I could feel his excitement, his dick big and hard beneath his pants. I planted my hands in his chest and reared back, breaking the kiss and looking up into his dark, lust filled eyes.

"Let's go into the bedroom.....I have a surprise for you." I said.

He smiled and bent his head to my breast, nipping at my nipple through the lacy fabric before straightening up and releasing me. I grabbed his hand and led him into the bedroom. He looked down at the bed and then back up at me, his eyes questioning but still filled with lust.

I smiled at him. " It's OK baby.....Just something I heard about from one of my girlfriends...she said it's really hot... I just wanted to try it out." I turned to him, placing my hand on his cloth covered dick and massaging it through his pants, nibbling on his neck and standing on tip-toe to slide my wet tongue up to his ear before whispering into it. "So..can we play?"

He nodded, moaning as my hand squeezed him and I caught his earlobe gently in my teeth. I smiled and backed away from him a little. Looking up into his eyes I began to undress him. He kicked off his shoes and socks as I took my time undoing his tie, slipping off his shirt, loosening his belt, and pulling off his pants. I slowly slid his underwear down, giving the head of his dick a quick kiss before sliding them down his legs and then pulling them off. When he was naked I circled around him and pushed him back onto the bed, climbing on after him. He scooted backward until he was in the middle of it. I straddled him and reached for one of the objects on the bed. A long scarf. I grabbed one of his hands and lifted it toward the back of the bed, wrapping it around his wrist and then tying it to the bed post tightly. I made sure it was secure and there was no way it would come loose before I proceeded to the other hand and repeated my actions. When he was securely tied I sat back on him and smiled. Locking his eyes with mine, I slowly slid the straps of my teddy down and off letting my breasts come into view for the first time tonight. I leaned into his face letting my breasts hang a few inches above his lips. He raised his head to catch one of my nipples into his mouth but I pulled back, laughing. I reached for the other item on the bed. A blindfold. I placed it over his eyes and tied it securely to his head enjoying his sharp intake of breath as the fabric tightened painfully around his skull. When his eyes were covered I sat back, my expression changed into one of contempt. I climbed off of him.

He lifted his head, blindly looking around. "Where are you going, Cheryl?"

"Nowhere baby...I'm just getting undressed....." I purred as I quietly made my way to the closet door and opened it, letting my surprise out.

He was a gorgeous specimen of a man...handsome and tall with dark hair and eyes, and smooth, nearly hairless, tanned skin. In his early twenties no doubt, his chest, back, and stomach well muscled. He was clad only in boxer shorts and his erection was obvious and huge. I'd decided on him as soon as I'd seen him nonchalantly standing on the corner frequented by male prostitutes. When he'd gotten in the car it was obvious that he was more interested in my body than in what I had to propose to him, but he was new to the city, jobless, and in desperate need of money. He would do what he was paid to do.

Motioning for him to follow me, I walked to the side of the bed, and knelt down next to it, he knelt down beside me, his eyes dropping to my naked breasts and lingering there. I knew he'd been looking at us through the slats in the closet door.

"Cheryl?" David called, uncertainty beginning to creep into his tone.

"Shhhhhhh" I whispered, taking his dick in my hand and slowly stroking it up and down. He moaned, his hips twitching upward as I squeezed and massaged him. "Just lie still and enjoy this...." I purred. "If you move.....I'm gonna stop."

His muscles visibly relaxed. I continued to stroke him for a while longer, letting my fingers work their magic on his hard dick, my thumb brushing over the sensitive head and frenulum every now and then, making him gasp with pleasure. I look over at my surprise, his eyes are still on my breasts, his hand stroking his own cock slowly. I caught his chin in my free hand and his lust filled eyes reluctantly left my breasts and met mine. I motioned my head toward the dick in my hand and he frowned, but nodded. I removed my hand and he replaced it with his.

I smiled as I sat back, watching my husbands dick in another man's hand, knowing the level of outrage he would feel if he only knew... I scooted back on the floor, and crawled quietly to a sofa chair that sat against the bedroom wall. I sat in it and watched as my husband got more and more excited, his soft moans growing louder and louder. My smile broadened as I began feeling a surge of power that excited me far beyond any foreplay I'd ever experienced.

"Put it in your mouth baby." my husband moaned. My handsome surprise's eyes had been trained on my body but now they snapped up to meet my own. I smiled, and nodded for him to do exactly that. He frowned again, but turned his head and did what he was being paid for.

I watched as the head of my husband's dick disappeared into the dark haired stranger's mouth. I bit my lip, sucking air in through my teeth as another wave of excitement passed over me. I stood as I watched more and more of his dick disappear into the stranger's mouth. I slid the rest of my teddy off and sat back down on the chair, my legs hanging over the sides of the armrest, my pussy spread wide. The stranger's eyes widened and fixed on my pussy as he continued to use his mouth on my husbands dick. I licked my fingers and let them slide down to my clit, rubbing it back and forth gently, trapping it between my first and second fingers and sliding them up and down against it. My eyelids fluttered as my breathing and excitement increased, my free hand found my nipple and I rolled it in my fingers as I ran my fingers up and down my slit.

The stranger's hand moved to his own cock even as he continued to work on my husband's dick. David's hips jerked up faster and harder, feeding his meat to the stranger as his moans turned into cries of pleasure. I recognized them immediately. He was close to exploding.

I brought my fingers to my lips again, wetting them with my tongue, tasting myself on them, lowering them to my soaking pussy and pushing two of them inside me, biting my lip to stifle my moans of pleasure. Never in my life had I been this sexually excited. The feeling of power I was experiencing was intoxicating. I pushed my fingers deep inside and held them there, rotating my hips on them and brushing my thumb across my clit. It wasn't long before I was shuddering, my orgasm beginning almost the same time as my husband's.

"Fuck yeah baby!! That's It! Suck it!! Suck my dick baby!!" he shouted, his hips thrusting up even faster and harder still, the stranger keeping up with his gyrations expertly but his eyes trained on my fingers and my rolling hips. My pussy began to contract around my fingers and my clit began to throb. I tossed my head back, my mouth open wide as I gasped and shuddered in what was the strongest orgasm of my life. As my orgasm subsided I heard my husband exclaim with his own. I looked forward to see his hips jerking wildly, the stranger's mouth planted on my husband's crotch taking every inch of him down his throat. I heard the long harsh groan and knew that my husband was pumping his load into the stranger's mouth and throat.

I rose from the chair, my muscles quivering, and approached them. The stranger pulled his mouth from my husbands dick and promptly spat my husbands load onto the bedsheets, a disgusted look on his face. I walked around him to stand next to my husband's head.

"Damn baby that was so fuckin good!!" he exclaimed.

I giggled. " Did you really like it baby?" I said

"Hell fuckin yeah! I LOVED it!" he said smiling broadly.

I tossed my head back and laughed. "He said he loved it!" I laughed, directing my words to the stranger kneeling beside me.

"Who are you talking to?" David asked, the smile slowly leaving his face.

"Oh! I'm sorry.....You didn't meet our company yet......well, not formally anyway." I chuckled.

I bent over and lifted the blindfold from my husbands eyes. He blinked up at me, his eyes full of confusion. The stranger rose to his feet beside me. My husband's eyes shifted to him and widened, taking in the naked stranger, seeing the way he kept wiping his mouth as if he just swallowed something vile. My husband's mouth dropped open as his eyes shifted from the stranger, to my face, to the stranger again, and then finally to his own spit covered dick, now at half mast lying on his belly. I watched with immeasurable pleasure as the realization of who had really had their mouth on him sank in. My husband threw his head back and roared with anger.

I laughed heartily at that. The stranger moved closer to my side, his fingers lightly touching my back, sliding up and down slowly. I took no notice of it.

I leaned over further into my husbands outraged face. "I know how much you love getting your dick sucked by people other than myself....so I thought I'd help you open some new doors...now you have a whole NEW list of prospects." I giggled. " Not just those nasty little bitches you've manage to find." I teased as he snarled with fury.

"I'm gonna KILL you bitch!!!' You let that guy suck my DICK???!!!!!! He began to pull harder on his binds but the harder he pulled the tighter the knots got. The bed frame rattled as he struggled fiercely to get free.

"Wait until everyone finds out you like getting sucked off by MEN!" I said, laughing tauntingly "Think you're new girlfriend will still wanna fuck you in my bed then??" I hissed, fixing him with a hard, dark, contemptuous glare, my hands planted on the side of the bed as I leaned over into his face.
The stranger was still running his fingers up and down my back and sides. I felt his fingers beginning to slide down the crack of my ass and I jumped and began to turn around.

"What are you do-" I began. Without saying a word he grabbed my shoulders, turning me back around and pushing my torso down on the bed, planting his hand between my shoulder blades to keep me in position as he stepped forward, kicked my legs apart and slid into me fully with one swift thrust. We both gasped in unison as his dick pressed up against my cervix, my pussy muscles clenching him tightly inside me. My husband went wild with anger, cursing and threatening the stranger as he began to move inside me, slowly at first but quickly increasing his pace until the sound of his body slapping against mine was almost as loud as my husband's outraged shouts. I could only whimper under the assault. His dick sawed in and out of me with such force and speed that It left me breathless. My hands clenched the sheets as I was taken harder than I'd ever been taken before. He grabbed my hips and continued to thrust, pulling me back onto him. I raised myself up on my hands, my mouth wide as his hips slammed into mine. After the initial shock wore off, my body begin to respond to this young, handsome, muscular stranger forcing his dick inside me relentlessly. I looked down at my husband's angry face and it turned me on even more, having him forced to watch me getting fucked and watch how much I enjoyed it. That feeling of power came over me again and I moaned with pleasure now instead of pain. The stranger behind me thrust deep and ground his hips into me and I exploded, my pussy spasming around his dick as I cried out in orgasm. He pumped me hard and fast three more times and then pushed me aside. Standing at the edge of the bed he pumped his dick with his hand a couple of times, groaning loudly. I watched as his cum shout out of him and fell like rain onto my husband's exposed chest. David bucked and thrashed frantically trying to escape the stream but it was no use. I laughed loudly at his predicament, the stranger squeezing every drop out of his dick and onto my husband's wildly heaving chest before turning to me with a smile. My husband bellowed with rage, no longer even able to form words in his fury, he could only growl and pull futilely with all his strength at the scarves binding his wrists.

"I was never part of the deal" I said to the handsome stranger, smiling as I walked over to the other side of the room, my pussy still throbbing from having him inside me and my intense orgasm.

"I couldn't resist....watching you drove me wild....helped me get through that." He said looking down disgustedly at my husband who still shouted obscenities up at him. "You don't have to pay me any extra for that though" he said smiling evilly, indicating my husband's cum soaked chest. "He deserved it, though, from what you told me."

I laughed as I knelt to gather the change of clothing I had hidden away beforehand, behind the closet door. I dressed quickly.

"Thank you so much for putting my suitcases in the car for me earlier, it's gonna save me a lot of time". I said, speaking loudly to be heard above my husband's bellowing voice. "As soon as I take you back to where I picked you up, I'll be long gone." I put on my shoes and stood.

"You hear me, you cheating bastard?" I said, walking to the side of the bed. He looked up at me face swollen with rage. "I'm leaving you." I snarled. "And if I were you, I'd be lying here working up a story to explain to whoever finds your sorry ass, how and why you're tied to the bed with another man's cum on your chest!"

His outraged cries filled the room once more and the stranger and I laughed, walking out of the bedroom, and then the house, closing the front door behind us.

As I backed out of the driveway, I looked up at the bedroom window, imagining my husband lying there tied, covered in a stranger's cum, his dick wet with another man's saliva and then to top it all off, forced to witness his wife being fucked silly by that same man right in front of his helpless face. I erupted in peals of self-satisfied laughter as I thought of the turmoil he must be in, the thoughts and feelings that must be going through that thick head of his... I loved it.

Karma is a bitch

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