They've been sleeping with each other for weeks behind his wife's back. Between her long trips for work and her constant whining about needing sleep, they'd been constantly meeting up for sex.

Karen was Johns wife for 10 years, and after all the constant bickering, they had had enough of each other. Signing the divorce papers, they had already moved out and away. Samantha, Karen's 20 year old sister, had decided that she wouldn't lose him in the scuffle though. In fact, she was going to rub it in that stuck up bitch's face.

Standing at 5'6", she loved wearing high heels, bringing her to 5'9". Her light brown skin off toned her dark brown, bouncy hair that fell over her face. Her petite body seemed to hook into an hour glass figure as her breasts filled the light red negligee. Her ass, barely covered by the short gown, peeked under the cloth and showed that she was obviously not wearing anything underneath.

John had bought her this for Valentines day this past year and she knew that everytime she wore it, he'd never say no to her. He was a large man with thick, rough hands that felt so good against her soft skin. Working in construction, he had the strength to easily lift and carry her, but above all, make her sore in all the right ways after a night of fun.

They always met in a hotel before this, paranoid that the neighbors would see her at night and report it back to his wife, but tonight, she sat in their bed. On her covers. With a huge smile on her face.

She knew what he loved, and she loved being able to give it to him. Sliding down to her knees, she pulled his pants down and looked up at the marvel of his length. Her mouth began to salivate as she breathed in his musk and began to lick up the length of his erection.

She yearned for the way he watched her, the eyes of a man who didn't just want her happiness, but her lust. He loved how primal she became when she pleasured him, seeming to give in to her urges and live in the moment. But above all, she loved when he got fired up and simply took control.

By the time her cherry red lipstick was covering his cock, she felt those large, calloused hands dig into her hair and cut off her breathing as she was thrust into. Relaxing her throat, her eyes never left his as they began to water and ruin her makeup. He once confided in her that it was the sexiest a woman could ever be. Tired, sweating from sex, make up and hair destroyed and still sensitive to the touch from climax.

She allowed him to bob her head back and forth, placing her hands on his thighs to balance herself as she felt the inevitable feeling of subspace take over. The light headed feeling of becoming a sexual object for a man she wanted to be dominated over.

Spreading her legs, she ran her hands between her folds and slid deep within her slick sex. Fucking herself to the motions of his thrusts, she rolled her eyes into the back of her head as the explosion of not just her orgasm, but his as well hit them both.

She barely registered the constant shooting of his seed into her throat as she was spasming in front of him, her throat milking his length out of reflex and the way he held her in place as she pulled her fingers free. As he pulled himself from her lips, she smiled wickedly, licking her mouth as she stood up and walked over to her laptop.

He had just noticed it there on the side table, open, but blank. It wasn't until he saw the red light did he realize what was going on. "She's been watching the entire time Baby," she says, a soft giggle in her voice as she turned the screen on to show Karen sitting there, screaming at them in a muted silence.

"She's just jealous that she never took your cock the way I can. The way you can manhandle me the way her prudish ass could only dream." Reaching down to his cock, she pumped him several more times to release the last of his cum, a few drops gathering on her fingers before licking them seductively. "Show her what she's really missing and fuck me in front of her. Show her how badly she fucked up."

Prancing to the bed, she bent over on all fours to present herself to him. Lifting her gown, he could see her glistening sex ready to be plunged into. Looking back over to his wife...no. His ex-wife. He couldn't help but feel the vengeance swell into him once more.

Gripping her hips, he placed himself to her entrance and thrust as deeply as his cock would allow. Watching Samantha's head lift up in surprise, she followed it with a low, gutteral moan. "You actually let this dick get away from you? The way he hits my womb with every fucking thrust is more than any woman could ever fucking want."

The sounds of their sex began to echo throughout the room and before long, the silent screams of his ex-wife were long since forgotten. The way he pounded into her without regard to how sore she'd be in the morning was sending her body into the most wonderful of orgasms. The feeling of the waves of pleasure flowing up her body sent her screaming and reeling.

Laying on the pillow, she knew that he wasn't finished with her. His hand found her arms, holding them both behind her back and lifting her to be on full display to her sister. Her breasts falling from the top of her gown to be exposed to the cold air of the room, while her thighs covered in both of their juices. Her make up even more smeared than ever and her hair a complete waste of how much she spent to get it proper.

And yet, as he slowed down, ready to cum deep inside of her, she couldn't help but bounce back with just as much force as he gave her. "No. Show her who's pussy your fucking now. How a woman should really be taking this thick cock."

Her excitement didn't go unheard as he lifted her up, his dick still deep inside of her, and walked her over to the computer. The screen framed their sex perfectly, and as he pounded up into her, her hands snuck down to the edge of her clit and rubbed furiously to match him.

Their screams woke the entire street, worrying neighbors and making dogs howl into the night. But they didn't care. At that moment, as he emptied his balls deep into the small woman, she milked his cum from his body, just for it to torrent out as he pulled himself free.

Standing on shaking legs, she pushed two fingers deep within herself, pulled out as much of his cream as she could before sucking them dry like the nectar of the gods in front of the camera. "Fucking delicious. See you next time bitch, hope you and the other three guys I know your fucking deserve each other."