Erotic Revenge Stories Novels & Stories

Her pussy was visibly swollen, her lace panties soaked and stained with another man’s cum. “He came inside me… multiple times,” she continued, her voice steady but laced with dark satisfaction. “He made me scream his name. He ate your cum out of me and then filled me again. He fucked me against the window where the whole city could have seen.” Marcus stared, his face pale, but his cock visibly hardened in his pants. He reached out with a trembling hand, gently tracing one of the hickeys on her breast. “Elena… I’m so sorry. I never thought—”

The burn was intense, but the pain melted into filthy pleasure as he buried every inch. “Take it, whore. Take that dick in your shithole.” They started pounding her….. Ethan wrecking her ass, Jax skull-fucking her. Then they switched. Jax took her asshole while Ethan made her clean his cock straight from her ass, making her taste her own filth. She came hard, squirting messily onto the mat while both holes were used. But they weren’t satisfied yet. They flipped her onto her back and double-penetrated her properly. Jax lay down and yanked her on top, slamming into her cunt. Ethan mounted her from behind and forced his cock back into her already-stuffed asshole.

He reached around, his fingers digging into my hips, leaving red welts that burned almost as much as the fire he was stoking inside me. The friction was building faster this time, a white-hot tension that felt like it was going to snap my spine. I could feel him reaching his limit too, his breath coming in jagged, animalistic grunts. He began to vibrate against my back, his movements turning short and sharp, focusing on the very entrance of my pussy where he could feel me pulsing in rhythm with his heart. He was filling me so completely that I felt like I was overflowing, my walls spasming around him in a desperate attempt to hold onto every frantic inch. "You're mine now, Blaire," he hissed

Maybe this was a side he’d kept hidden from her, a side that only came out when he was alone? The bookshelf too, was full of clues to Jacob’s secret. The Story of O . Billionaire Blackmail . Fifty Shades of Grey . Delta of Venus . Books by the Marquis de Sade and Leopold von Sacher Masoch. The Marketplace . Every book Emily selected was erotica. She wished she’d found this stash years ago. How exciting would those evenings alone have been then?

The dirty words, the forbidden reality of who he was, and the way he owned my body pushed me closer and closer to the edge. “I’m going to fill you up,” he growled, thrusting harder, deeper. His voice took on a darker, primal edge. “I’m going to breed this tight little cunt. Pump you full of my cum until it’s dripping out of you. You want that? You want me to knock you up while your best friend has no idea?” His absolutely filthy words were my undoing. My walls clenched around him violently as my orgasm crashed over me. I came hard, screaming his name, my body shaking in the cuffs as waves of pleasure crashed through me.

Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat. No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome. ----- ZINNIA’S POV I gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly. “Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.

He smacked my ass, then lifted me up slowly until only the tip remained inside before dropping me back down. He kept doing it — lifting me and letting me fall. It felt like I was on an amusement ride, except on this ride my insides were getting rearranged every time I came down. He continued until that familiar burning sensation started building. I gripped onto his legs, leaning forward a little, and started fucking myself faster on his cock. Giving him a perfect view of my greedy pussy swallowing him. “Fuck, you’re close, huh?” He smacked my ass again. “Cum for me. Cream my cock.”

For them, it maybe cute seeing a husband caring for his wife but for Simran it is not , their relation is not like normal husband and wife . Their relation is complicated and the thread which connect both of them is not marriage but 'His Revenge'! Simran broke the hug and pushed Ansif a little from her and took a two meter distance from him, Ansif composed himself realising what he did just now. "Why did you scream when you are fine?" Hearing his question, Simran was reminded of the paper in her hand which her brother placed before running, she quickly hided it behind her bag and looked Ansif thinking of a good reason for screaming like that "A .. cockroach!"

He slightly opened his eyes and his pair of lips wider. Erito nodded his head in his relaxing manner. “Yeah, just to take a small revenge from her for taking you away from me. She’ll get heart attack I think if she knows someday later on the babies she’s given birth are mine.” Eriwan shut up his mouth for a while. Then, he uttered again, “So, both of us have been jealous of each other’s women and we ever slept with each other’s women to take a small revenge on them. Isn’t it?”

That's right, they are dead. Marcel, a renowned drug dealer was paying me Twenty thousand dollars for the job. I decided to do it, but not because of the money but because that man raped a thirteen year old kid and he didn't deserve to live. Don't get me wrong; I was not playing the hero or bring justice or whatever— I didn't do that. I was far from being one. Yes, I've saved a lot but I've also killed a lot. Actually, Daniel raped Marcel's daughter so the man contacted my assistant and told her to inform me about it. I've killed more than I can remember and I did not regret it. I never have and never will. Those men deserved what they've gotten. They did mess up with me after all.