A Sweet Fucking Revenge

Tom was deeply brokenhearted when the love of his life broke up with him. Unable to take the pain, he moves away to Nevada where he meets a mysterious woman who calls herself Samantha. He learns a lot of dirty things from her, and eventually he becomes one of the dirtiest, naughtiest men in his local area. This causes him to earn an invitation to a special club that only the most notorious men and women can enter. But during his first night in the club, an unforgettable event happens, and all thoughts of twisted revenge entered his mind. He was going to redeem his broken heart years ago. And it’s going to be dirty, nasty, unforgiving, but of course, sexy.

 

It had been almost two hours since Tom went to the park. Dusk was fast approaching, and families in the park had slowly moved away one by one. He sat on a lonely bench as the world slowly turned its back on him. His girlfriend promised to meet him there…but why hasn’t she arrived yet?

Tom checked his wristwatch: it was now 5:30 pm. He frowned as the cool wind blew the hair from his face. Tom was a tall and slender young man of sixteen, with deep blue eyes and honey blonde hair. He looked plain and pale compared to the other men in his high school, but he was a kind fellow. He was a patient and sweet guy, and whatever Francine wished him to do, he tried his best to satisfy her.

But there was one thing that he couldn’t satisfy Francine with: sex. They’ve been having sex for eight months now, and he has never ever managed to make her cum. Francine wasn’t satisfied with the way that he ate her pussy, too. Even if Francine was willing to do all the work and ride him up, Tom would cum easily. He just didn’t know what to do anymore.

When Tom rethinks all of these things, everything that has been happening in their relationship, he felt nervous and anxious. He knows that he loves Francine so much, but what can he do if he just cannot satisfy her in bed?

Tom was staring up in the air, gathering his thoughts, when he heard someone call from behind.

“Thomas?”

Tom quickly turned. His eyes brightened. It was Francine, a girl with straight strawberry blonde hair that flowed to her elbows. She was wearing a short plaid skirt that exposed her silky thighs, and also a tiny blouse with a deep cut in the chest. Francine had very beautiful breasts that perked up and bounced as she walked. Tom was so lucky to be the man who could squeeze and suck these breasts, but he loved Francine for who she was, not just for her body.

“Hey Tom, I’m sorry I’d kept you waiting,” Francine didn’t smile.

“It’s fine,” Tom said, standing up to meet her face, “so where do you want to go tonight? We can go to Jamie’s, and take room 305 again, the one with the view of the city?” he winked at her and smiled, “I also brought condoms, the one with mint flavor –”

“Look, Tom,” Francine interrupted him, “you are so sweet, but I don’t think I can do this anymore,” she smiled apologetically at Tom.

Tom was confused. “What do you mean? Do you want to catch some early dinner instead?”

“No it’s not that,” she sighed, “look, you’re sweet, and I’m really sorry for myself for letting you go, but I can’t be in a relationship with you anymore.” Francine folded her arms on her chest. She tried to be casual and cool.

Tom’s world felt like it was falling apart. He couldn’t believe that he was hearing the words that were coming out of Francine’s mouth. “What? France? You’re breaking up with me?” his voice cracked.

The girl stared straight at his eyes. “I’m with someone new now.”

Tom felt his world crumble. His heart was burning with rage, despair, sadness. “Who? For how long now?”

“I’m sorry, I know you don’t deserve this, Tom, but I’m just not satisfied. I can’t be satisfied with you!” Francine was almost angry, as if blaming Tom for everything. “We are finished. I just came to say goodbye.”

When Tom couldn’t say anything, Francine just rolled her eyes and turned away from him. Tom couldn’t move his feet or do anything, he was simply broken. But his eyes followed Francine and followed her direction for as long as he could. Like always, her round ass bounced beneath her short skirts. Her long strawberry blonde hair followed the wind.

Francine didn’t turn back, and after being gone for a few steps, she met with a man who was seated on one of the park benches. She laced her arm around his and gave him a passionate kiss on the lips.

Tom didn’t know what to do. Slowly, he felt hot tears flowing down his cheeks. It was the most painful day of his life, and he would never forget it.

“I’ll fuck you someday, Francine,” he muttered darkly under his breath. “I’ll fuck you, and I’ll fuck you till you scream to death.”

And so the days passed by. Tom cradled his broken heart and did everything so he can heal. He focused on his studies, tried learning an instrument, and he watched the movies most of the time. But every now and then he sees Francine pass by, and all the memories flash back to him. It hurt him to remember her, and he cannot deny the fact that he was still crazy about her.

And so it was Tom’s decision to leave the town and go to another state. He went to Nevada, where one of his aunts lived, and there he continued his studies. Faraway from where Francine was, Tom was able to focus in healing his handicapped heart. But since he had to live in a relative’s house, Tom worked extra shifts at the restaurant as a waiter.

It was there that Tom met a very important person in his life: Samantha. She was one of the barmaids of the restaurant. Unlike Francine, Samantha had short, black hair. This was not so appealing to Tom, but it didn’t matter so much to him. He had tried talking to every girl in his workplace, but they all declined him. He needed a sensual teacher to teach him how to please a woman, and only Samantha called a deal with him.

Samantha was a kind person, though she can be very mean sometimes. In exchange of teaching Tom how to become a better lover, she asked for money, gifts, and frequently asked him out. Samantha overate sometimes, so she wasn’t as thin as Francine was.

But, her sex skills were amazing. Samantha exposed Tom to many kinds of sexual pleasures.

“How much do you know about sex?” Samantha asked him one time, while they were naked in a hotel room. She rubbed oil all over his body and massaged him.

“I know how to put my cock inside her pussy and keep fucking her,” he said casually.

“But do you know how to make a girl wet?”

Instead of giving her an answer, Tom rushed to her side and slammed his mouth on her lips. Both of his hands grabbed her breasts and tugged at her nipples.

After two seconds, Samantha pulled away. “No! Not like that! No wonder why your woman hated you. You need to be slow at first, then save all of your hungry desires for later.”

Samantha went closer to Tom, and very slowly, she rubbed her lips against his. Tom felt a hundred bolts of electricity flow through him. When Samantha rubbed the tip of her tongue at Tom’s lips, his cock began to harden and he started to open his mouth. Tom pulled out his tongue and did the same to Samantha’s lips. He put his tongue inside her mouth, then she felt Samantha suck his tongue hard.

Tom raised his hand up and stroked Samantha’s breasts. They were soft, but he tried to be gentle, like what she said before.

“Squeeze them, honey,” Samantha said while taking a breath from the kiss, “I want you to flick my nipples, imagine that you’re gently biting them.”

Tom followed her, and fumbled Samantha’s big boobs as she said. Samantha began to moan in pleasure, and that was when Tom took the cue and kissed her down her neck. He nipped at her skin some little, and soon his mouth was on her nipples. He sucked them with an intensity that grew more and more.

“Oh, Tom! Mother of hell! Fuck me now, please! Oh Oh!” Samantha caught Tom’s hand and put his fingers to her pussy.

“How do you want me to fuck you, Samantha?” Tom was a bit nervous.

“Fuck me hard, and deep! I want you to fuck me so hard my pussy is gonna bleed and tear out,” she said, gasping, pushing and pulling Tom’s fingers in and out of her pussy.

Tom’s cock was now rock hard, but he wasn’t quite sure of what to do yet. Then suddenly, he had an idea. He stood up from the bed, and motioned Samantha to come to him. She raised her left leg and Tom put it on one of his arms. She wrapped another leg around his waist and her upported her weight. Samantha’s arms were around his neck.

Tom walked to a wall and pushed Samantha against the cold concrete. Her back was flat on the surface, then suddenly one of Tom’s hands went between her and his waist. He pointed his cock into her pussy and it quickly slid in. Samantha moaned in pleasure, upon feeling his warm and hard cock inside her. It was a cool contrast to the concrete wall.

Samantha squirmed and Tom found it pleasurable on his penis. He also started pushing her on the wall and fucking her. They soon found a steady rhythm. Then, one of his hands caught free of her legs and it took something from the desk near them.

Samantha felt something tugging at her asshole. “Oh Tom, what are you doing – oh oh oh!”

Tom put a black dildo inside Samantha’s asshole, so that he was fucking her pussy and her asshole at the same time. Lubrication was no problem, since Samantha’s juices were dripping so hard it wet almost both their legs.

While Tom rocked her to the wall, his other hand pushed and pulled the dildo to her asshole. Samantha couldn’t take all of the pleasure that she was having, and she began to bite Tom’s neck. This aroused him more, and he pushed Samantha on the wall, harder, plunging his cock inside her even harder. “Hmmm! You’re so slutty and hot, Sam! I’m going to fuck your ass and cunt hard.”

Tom began grunting even louder, and Samantha’s muffled screams began to escape her throat. Her pussy walls began to tighten around his cock, reaching a near orgasm. Tom was starting to feel it too, and it was feeling ticklish around his tummy. He shouted and he fucked her even harder while she bit his shoulders. Tom thrusted and slammed Samantha to the wall while fucking her ass. They were both screaming, and Samantha clawed his skin and bit him. In a few seconds, both of them exploded into a glorious orgasm, shattering their heads and blurring their visions. Tom hammered Samantha to the wall with a loud slam, while Samantha’s legs twitched and her toes curled. Both of them screamed and had uneven breaths. Tom filled her pussy with cum, and they both fell down in exhaustion.

It was one of the first times that Tom learned how to pleasure a woman. He continued to see Samantha, who taught her more ways to please a woman, in the rough way. Tom gave Samantha a few bruises by slamming her too hard. Sometimes he bit her, and he slapped more than once. But what was more important was that they were both satisfied and ended up with a great orgasm.

After some months, they broke up eventually and Tom found new girlfriends. His breakup with Samantha hadn’t been hard, because they were not in love in the first place. She just needed to work somewhere else, and move away from Nevada.

Since then, many women had fallen head over heels in love with Tom. Of course, they loved him for his sex skills and incredible stamina in bed. Tom wanted to use them in the same way, too. He treated his women like they were only fuck holes. He was so confident enough that he even had multiple lovers in one time. He could lose any of them anytime, since he knew that he will always find someone new anyway. This continued for many years in his life.

Then one night, one of his girlfriends told him to visit a club called Devil’s Tail. According to her, only the best fuckers and sluts could be found in that club. Unless one had a reputation for being a manwhore or a dirty cunt, they cannot enter the prestigious sex club. Tom was only moderately excited about going to the club, because he tasted most of the sexiest and best women in the world, like models, actresses, and even politicians.

Devil’s Tail was a dark place with a naughty reputation, but inside the club, everyone wore formal clothes. That means, women were in dresses, and Tom was in his best three-piece suit.

When Tom entered the place, he was amazed at how calm and ordinary the people seemed to look. But then, they all had naughty and dirty secret inside them.

After grabbing a set of drinks, Tom’s girlfriend left him at a table and went away to dance with some man. “Explore and enjoy yourself, honey,” she told him.

Tom was starting to get bored already, when from a distance he saw a familiar smile, a familiar face. It took him long and hard concentration to interpret what his eyes were seeing: it was a woman with a gorgeous body, wide hips and bouncy breasts. When reflected against white light, she revealed to have strawberry blonde hair that was tied in gorgeous braids and a neat bun.

When she turned to his direction, Tom could hardly move. He stared into the woman’s eyes while she walked her way towards him.

When they were only about a foot apart, the woman smiled at him. “Good evening. Don’t you have company?”

“She’s busy trying to entertain other company now,” Tom said coolly. He was sure now that she was Francine. But no matter how he looked into her eyes, she didn’t show any signs of recognition. “May I know your name?”

She smiled. Her eyes didn’t show any signs of disappointment. “My name is Francine. Care to share yours?”

“My name is David,” he lied.

They talked the entire night away, and through it all, Tom was sure that Francine didn’t recognize him. Gone was the sixteen-year-old boy in him, anyway. In almost ten years, he worked out at the gym, got a caramel tan, and had met so many women that the way he talked has also changed. The only thing that remained the same about him was his blonde hair and blue eyes. His voice had even grown deeper.

Francine gave Tom her address in a sheet of paper, expecting him to come and visit sometime.

But Tom had other plans. After driving home his girlfriend and having some rough sex with her, Tom stayed awake. Finally, he found Francine and he even had her address. He wouldn’t say that he was still crazy about her, because his heart and his capacity to love had been gone many years ago. Now, he just wanted to seek revenge against Francine.

“She left me because of my weaknesses,” he said to himself, “but now, I will come back to her and punish her with all my strength.”

Francine had been waiting for an entire week for David to drop by, but she didn’t hear anything from him. No letters, no phone calls, no anything. She was starting to get bored in her hotel room in Nevada. After several days, she’s going to come home to Illinois again. She might never see David or taste the wildness of Nevada again. She checked her sex toy box and was selecting among her several vibrators, when she heard a distant knocking on her door.

Her sprits lifted, because it might be a special guest. But when she opened the door, she only found the hotel servant with a bouquet of flowers for her. Francine was confused, but she felt excited when she read the tag among the flowers: Meet me today at the Devil’s Tail, in the upper rooms, at 9 am. Make sure to bring a blindfold with you, and wear soft cotton. It will be fun, I promise. – David

Excitedly, Francine scrambled to her feet and took a quick shower. She wore a blue cotton dress and packed several things on her bag. Of course, she carried a red velvet blindfold.

She drove to the Devil’s Tail and presented her membership card at the counter. In the daytime, Devil’s Tail was a special establishment with several rooms upstairs. Only the special members and the popular guests are allowed to use them. However, Francine has never tried any of them. She was very curious now to learn about what was lurking there.

The hallways upstairs were barely lit. It was very silent, too, although all of the dozen rooms were occupied. Francine has heard that the rooms were soundproof, to keep private what was happening inside.

When he found David’s room, she knocked three times. It slowly opened, but did now open all the way. It was pitch dark inside, no lights were on.

“Now, put on your blindfold before I let you in, Francine.” Tom whispered.

She followed obediently. When she has firmly wrapped it before her eyes, she felt cool hands take her arms and gently pull her inside the room. After a few steps, she heard the door close, and multiple locks were activated.

“It’s nice to have you here, Francine, but just keep your blindfold on. Don’t worry, I’ll take that off later. ”

“Will you take my clothes off, too?” she teased him.

“Oh, yes, of course. How am I going to fuck you hard if your clothes are on the way?” there was an edge to his voice, and it was very lusty.

Francine waited for a few moments, then she felt Tom’s hand raise her left arm. He clasped something in her wrists. He did the same with her other arm, and soon Francine’s arms were up in the air.

“W-What are you doing, David?”

“You’ll be fine,” Tom came closer and he smelled Francine’s neck. She felt his warm breath against her skin. Tom licked her neck and shoulders, kissing them gently with his experienced lips, which tickled Francine and caused her to moan.

“Pleased too, quickly, are you?” David asked. But before Francine could react, he slammed his tongue inside her mouth. Then, he reached for her silky thighs and rubbed them, his hands reaching upper and upper. His fingers were now on her nipples, and they were damn hard.

Francine wanted to touch him back, but she couldn’t. Her arms were tied to the ceiling. “Could you please –”

A hard slap caught Francine’s face. She was shocked.

“Keep your mouth shut, you slut,” Tom almost shouted. He took off her blindfold then stuffed inside her mouth. Francine opened her eyes and saw that the room was filled with red light. “Hi Francine,” he stared coldly at her eyes. “It’s been a long time huh? Since you broke up with me on the park?”

Francine’s eyes widened with shock. She cannot believe what he was saying. She wanted to talk, but her mouth was stuffed.

Tom proceeded to tie both her legs with the chains that were connected to a large apparatus. Tom walked to a wall and pulled one lever, which pulled Francine’s legs on other side. Now, she was hanging with her two hands, and her feet were not touching the floor.

Tom marveled at the sight of Francine. “You look like a pathetic piece of whore,” he said to her. “How would you like to be fucked? You said that you were not satisfied, right?”

Francine shook her head, begging for Tom to stop, but she couldn’t mutter any word.

From a desk drawer, Tom took a large dildo. It was almost as thick as Francine’s arm. He put it in front of Francine’s face, then he slapped her breasts using the dildo. After that, he soothed them with his mouth. He licked her nipples until she was moaning in pleasure.

Next, he took off her panties and ripped her blue dress. Francine’s pussy was already dripping wet, and though she cannot speak, Tom knew that she wanted this after all. He put his face near her pussy and he started licking her clitoris. Francine shook and her body arched, reacting to the incredible pleasure that Tom was giving her body.

Tom stood up and looked at Francine’s eyes. She eyes him back, and they were glassy with pleasure. She was no longer struggling to talk through her stuffed mouth. Then, without warning, Tom shoved the large dildo into Francine’s pussy.

She gasped loudly, mostly in pain. There was a loud scream trapped in her throat. Francine’s legs folded, reacting to the sudden assault. But she couldn’t do anything because she was tied up.

Her eyes were begging Tom to stop, but Tom only fucked her pussy using the oversized dildo. He jabbed it into her as hard as he could, fucking her so deep that Francine could feel the stabs in her stomach. He thrust the dildo into her vagina until some tears formed into Francine’s eyes. But after several minutes, Tom went faster and faster, until Francine’s scrambled screams turned into moans of pleasure.

She started to enjoy the large dildo. Her legs slowly curled up around Tom’s waist, as if inviting him to fuck her some more. Tom gave her what she wanted. He went faster and harder and harder, until Francine’s head bent backwards in extreme pain. She wailed as her orgasm exploded around her entire body. Tom slammed the dildo into her even more vigorously, causing her orgasm to send shocks to her body.

But he wasn’t finished yet. Tom moved away from her in a while and procured something from a table drawer. When he went back to Francine, she was almost asleep now because of her intense orgasm. He slapped her so she would be more awake. He removed the stuff in her mouth and she began to breath heavily. Tom tied something around her head, across her mouth, which forced her to keep her jaws open.

He pulled another lever at the wall, which made the ropes reverse. Now, Francine was hung upside down. Tom was very hot and lusty. He want to fuck her now and give his biggest revenge. With a ridged dildo in his hand, he started to stab Francine’s pussy. The ridges in the dildo caused her cunt to feel more sore than before. She wanted to cry out.

But Tom didn’t care. As she looked at her pussy that was spread wide in front of him, all he could think of was fuck her until she couldn’t take it anymore. He reached for his penis and put it inside Francine’s mouth, which she cannot control. Tom sighed and was intensely pleased at the feeling of her warm mouth, unable to protest at whatever he wanted to do. He fucked her throat until Francine gagged and almost threw up. Her throat was so slimy and warm, it fit his large cock well, too.

While he thrust his cock deep into Francine’s throat, he jabbed at her pussy until it was red and sore. The sight of it pleased him, until Tom couldn’t hold his load anymore. He moved faster and faster, while Francine cried and cried, until he came and exploded into her mouth. He plunged the dildo very very deep into Francine’s pussy, almost tearing it apart.

Francine choked at the semen in her mouth, throat, and nostrils, but she couldn’t do anything but keep her jaws open. She wanted to cry, but no one would hear her.

Tom wasn’t done, and he fucked her once again, from behind. This time, her almost bloody and sore pussy was the one to clench his cock. He cupped her breasts and he pinched her nipples as he slammed his body against her. Francine moaned in pleasure with him, though there were tears in her eyes and cum all over her face. After several pumps, the two of them came together, and Tom showered Francine’s back with his hot, thick cum. They shouted, and Tom’s legs trembled. After cumming, both of them were so tired and exhausted, they laid on the floor, frozen.

After a quarter of an hour, Tom regained his strength and proceeded to untie Francine. He gave her a towel to clean herself up, as she cringed in a corner, sore and all fucked up. After the very hot sex between them, the atmosphere was chilly.

“Where are you going?” Francine asked, when Tom walked to the door. He was fully clothed now.

“I want to rest, I am especially tired,” he simply said.

There was despair in Francine’s voice. She wanted him to stay and fuck her some more, although she was very sore now. “Won’t you stay? Please?” She wanted to cry, she felt so weak now after being fucked terribly hard.

But Tom didn’t do anything. He just walked away on her, dirty, teary, and cold, like what she did to him, years ago.