Help Me Rhonda , a Cheated Husband Revenge Story
Copyright© 2015 by Frank Speaks
Chapter 5
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 5 - I was listening to the radio and heard that song from the Beach Boys. Somehow, I don't think my take is quite their take. The title says it. I thought I would give my rather perverted twist to this somewhat overdone genre.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Coercion Slavery Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Slut Wife Revenge Incest Sister BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Spanking Rough Light Bond Humiliation Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Oral Sex Anal Sex Fisting Water Sports Cream Pie Double Penetration Analingus
We started making lists of what to take from the cruise line's web site. I used my practical knowledge from the prior cruise to give our list more credibility.
Rhonda and I had a wonderful time on the cruise. Rhonda loved to tease. She teased me, too, but she pleased me as much, I hope, as I pleased her. She was the oldest woman wearing a thong suit and looked great wearing it. Her cocktail dresses were short and showed her great legs and were low enough cut to make it clear to the densest man (and a number of boys) that she had great tits and no bra. The idea of "no" much less the word was never used by her. She was willing to do everything I could dream of and had a few ideas of her own to add. I spent most of the cruise with a true shit-eating grin on my face. It only got better when she was propositioned and turned them all down with the statement, "My guy is great with a great, big cock that I love everywhere he puts it." My little head got a big head!
We were poured off the boat and literally "got a room." We continued the great sex in between sleep for two days. Finally, we drove back home. Only then did we turn our cell phones on.
Both phones had messages. Rhonda's parents had called hoping that she would call when home. Maddie and Lindie called to say, "thank you" for their slavery. Mitchell and James reported separately that they were continuing lessons on the two sisters who were loving their slavery. We returned a number of messages.