Relationships can be troublesome at times, especially when you feel that you are slowly losing interest in your partner. It requires effort from both the ends and it shall continue during the course of the relationship and not only in the beginning or the honeymoon phase. Coming back to my story, I shall briefly introduce myself to present a better view of my life. I am, well, I would like to call myself Katherine since I shall keep my official name anonymous. Professionally, I am an artist and like to explore the not-so-obvious realms of reality.
Last month, for instance, I was travelling to the West when things escalated. My obsession with living in the moment has had a significant impact on my life choices. I met another fellow artist during the trip and we clicked for a moment. Soon, things were taken from the local pub to the bedroom. The next few hours were followed by intense sexual pleasure for both of us. The next morning, I had my flight and had to return to my hometown. But the night was worth a shot and I do not regret it. However, I shall confess that I cheated on my partner.
I was in a stagnant relationship with this guy for the past year and half. We decided to move in together, once we felt that it was what we wanted. He is a charming personality with a set of skilled techniques in bed. Anyway, so I confessed to my partner about the night of the trip. Being a monogamous, egocentric straight man, he was infuriated. The days were spent in arguments and clash of opinions until we decided to call it off mutually. Finally the day had arrived when he would be moving out with his stuff.
We fought for hours and he was about to leave until he asked for his shirt back. It was my favourite shirt since I wore it quiet often due to the comfort it offered.
“Are you serious? Are you really that petty to take your fucking shirt back? I am wearing it”
“You are not worth my clothes. Just give it back”
“Take it if you want it”
Without giving it a second thought, he stepped towards me and held me by my throat. I looked into his eyes, the dark intense eyes I was so attracted to. He started to unbutton my shirt, still looking into my gaze. In no time, I was naked since he had vigorously ripped off the shirt. He bit my neck hard enough to make me moan. He pressed his crotch against my thighs and whispered in my ears, ‘I am not playing around anymore. I want you to give me what I want.” I nodded in submission.
He slid his fingers into my underwear and started caressing my clit and I was wet in no time. He turned me over, pressed me against the wall and slapped my big tits. He pulled my hair, pulled his trousers down and shoved his dick in me. I had been craving for it since it has been a long time that we had sex. I missed his touch. He pushed it deeper with every stroke, filling me up with pleasure. He pulled me to the bed, tied me to the bedpost and went down on me. He licked my stomach, held my breasts and bit my thighs, fingering me with a couple of fingers at first. He sucked on my clit like a hungry beast in search of food.
He kept licking and fingering me until I begged for his dick. He smiled and shoved his hard cock in my mouth while I struggled for breath. Soon, I was gulping it down my throat, sucking on it, licking and teasing it. He slapped my face with his big cock in order to teach me a lesson. I choked on it, spitting and sucking harder than ever. He let out a pleasurable moan that urged me to go further. He spread my legs, holding them on his shoulders and shoved his dick in my dripping wet pussy. He covered my mouth with his fingers while I sucked on them like his good girl.
He kept pushing it in, canoodling with my thighs and tits, groping them hard. I begged for more. I urged him to go faster and he kept filling me as he was told. He pulled me up and made me sit on dick. He held me by the waist while I kissed him hard, entangling my tongue with his and riding the dick passionately. He bit my neck and spanked my ass making me take his dick deeper. I desperately needed it inside me. I kept moving to-and-fro while my tits bounced on his chest. He caressed my bare back. We moaned in pleasure until we reached the climax.
Revenge has never tasted sweeter.