Chapter 4

I now dragged Maureen to the floor by her hair, her cries of pain only served to fuel my desire to carry on with my revenge. With a savage grin, I watched her struggle to maintain her composure as I forced her to lie on her back, her red satin blouse stained from the earlier encounter.

I straddled her waist, my knees pressing into the soft flesh of her belly. With one hand, I grabbed her by the throat, applying just enough pressure to remind her who was in charge. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her eyes wide with fear and humiliation.

“You’re going to take my cock now, you fat old bitch,” I hissed, my other hand reaching down to guide my rock-hard member to her hairy cunt. “And you’re going to take it like the filthy fucking old whore you are.”

I didn’t bother with any niceties, no gentle entry or tender caresses. I slammed into her with a single, forceful thrust, feeling her body tense and her back arch in pain. But I didn’t care. This was her punishment for the lies she had spread, the damage she had caused.

As I fucked her hard and fast, I reached up with my hands and ripped her red satin blouse open, buttons flying across the room. Her purple bra was now revealed, I gave her tits an hard squeeze then yanked her bra down, exposing her saggy, old tits.

“You think these could ever turn a man on?” I jeered, giving them a hard slap. The sound echoed through the room, accompanied by her muffled cry. “These tits are nothing than a joke, just like you.”

I continued to abuse her tits, my hand a blur as I delivered blow after blow to her breasts, relishing the way she winced and squirmed beneath me. I leaned down, taking one of her nipples into my mouth, biting down hard enough to make her scream.

“That’s right, scream for me, you fucking cunt,” I growled, my teeth digging into her flesh. “Scream like the fucking old bitch you are.”

With each thrust, I drove home the point that she was powerless against me. Her cunt, once a symbol of her matrimonial vows, was now a mere hole for my pleasure. The look on her face was one of humiliation and pain, she still had my first load of cum on her face, her make up had run from her crying. The look on my face was a big smile, I would never in a million years have thought I would be getting my revenge on her by using her hard against her will, making her suffer.

But I was very pleased I was getting my revenge this way, I was very happy her ex-husband had given me the idea, plus the fact he was paying me £10,000 to rape her ex-wife, this just added to how turned on I felt.

As my release neared, I pulled out, my cock throbbing with the need to spill its seed. With a cruel smile, I aimed my load, shooting tons of cum over her sore tits and across her face.

“Take it, Maureen you fat old cunt,” I snarled, has my cum splattered across her saggy 70 year old tits and face, I must have shot at least 10 streams of cum over her, as least as much as I did the first time, I could not believe I was shooting so much cum, but I was very pleased that I was.

I stood over her, my breath coming in ragged gasps, my cock still twitching with the last remnants of orgasm. I tell her “This is what you get for fucking with me,” I hissed, spitting on her as I zipped up my trousers up. With that, I turned and walked away, leaving her there, a mess of cum and tears, I closed the living room door behind me, then went to the front door, opened it and slammed it shut.