Wife’s Slutty Revenge Plan

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Anri Sugihara

Cindy stood in the shower, foot on the bench, feet spread.  She pulled the razor over her outer lips. “That’s it,” she said to herself.  She placed the razor on the bench and inspected her pussy for any remaining stubble, and then between her cheeks, making sure there was no hair, she wanted to be completely smooth and clean for her planned revenge.  She’d never been bald before; if she was going to be a slut, she wanted to look like one. It had been a long day; Cindy had discovered that her husband, David, was having an affair with Susan, the wife of his college roommate, Ted.  Now, both David and Ted were in the living room with three of their other friends, Hank, Jeff, and Tony, playing poker; it was David’s Saturday night to host.  She had left them once the game started and retired into the master suite to ready herself for her plan.  She wanted to give the boys time to get liquored up, but not so much that they could not perform. She turned the water off and stepped out of the shower.  It had been an hour since she retired to her room.  She had prepared herself, first with an enema; she’d read up on anal sex learning how to prepare.  David had been pushing her to try it and she had resisted.  She presumed that Susan had been more experienced or willing to take a cock up her dirty hole.  When she had received the video, Cindy had decided to take David’s friends, all of them, tonight in her ass right in front of him.  She would show him the evidence, then force him to watch them do to her what could have been him…all of them.  This, of course, would be the finale, she’d fuck them all, and suck on their cocks in front of him as well. Standing in front of the mirror, she took stock of her body.  Her D-cup breasts were still high and firm. Her waist was slim, and her ass flared out nicely to complete her fit form.  She rubbed her hand over her newly smooth pussy, smiling and wondering why she’d never done this before. She slipped her middle finger over güvenilir bahis her mound and through her lips, “oh, fuck I’m getting horny,” she smiled to herself.  She dried her long blonde hair and fixed it in a long, tight braid down between her shoulder blades. “This will make a nice handle,” she said. After doing her makeup, making sure to look as much like a whore as she could, she walked into the bedroom to finish.  She sat on the bed and slowly pulled on her black fishnet stockings making sure they were on just right.  Then she stood and pulled her red silk garter on, straightening it.  She looked into her mirror, loving how nicely it framed her bald pussy.  After fastening the straps to the stockings, she put on her four-inch fuck me heels. They were opened toed allowing her red polished nails to show. She picked up a chain from the dresser with clamps at both ends.  Slowly, and very carefully, she attached the clamps to her erect nipples one at a time. With each clamp, she hissed until the pain settled into a manageable level.  Her pussy started to flow from the way her nipples were throbbing.  Next, she picked up the medium-sized jeweled butt plug she had purchased this afternoon.  She applied lube to it, then placed a blob of the lube on her finger and reached behind, rubbing some on her asshole. She moaned softly, then pushed her finger inside to get the lube deeper.  She then placed the point of the plug at her pucker.  She took a deep breath and pushed on the plug to start to insert it.  After several minutes of pushing it into her ring, removing it, and repeating, she pushed one last time, biting her lip; she was stretched so tightly. She moaned loudly as it slipped into her ass. Her ring contracted, pulling it into place.  “Oh, my fucking god,” she whispered. She looked into the mirror, smiling proudly at her accomplishment before she turned the plug so the heart-shaped jewel was straight up and down. She felt so full. The last thing was güvenilir bahis siteleri to put the collar on her neck.  She clipped it around her neck and stood in front of the full-length mirror to admire it.  It was a black collar with silver sequins spelling out the word “Slut”.  “Oh my god, I love how I look so naughty,” she whispered to herself.  She noticed that the nipple clamps were now giving her just a low, dull, constant aching throb, “these are starting to turn me on,” she said to herself.  She turned and walked out of the bedroom, “let’s get this started,” she said.  She grabbed her phone off the dresser before she walked into the hall. She walked into the living room where the card game was going.  She smiled as she heard all the male banter flying around as the boys were playing Texas Hold’em.  As she walked toward the table, all the boys started to notice her except for David as his back was to her.  One by one, they started to stop talking and begin to stare at her nearly naked form as she approached. David looked around at his buddies who all had a stunned look of lust on their faces.  “What’s wrong with you guys?” he asked.  He started turning around to see what they were looking at just as Cindy placed her phone in front of him.  “What the fuck are you doing baby?” he said, his voice cracking as he saw how she was dressed, or more like decorated. “What are you doing? Fuck, you’re naked!” “You shouldn’t be worried about what I’m doing, you should be worried about what I am going to do,” she said smugly.  She hit the arrow on her screen and then moved to the bar, pouring herself a shot of courage and shooting it down. She turned back to look at David. “So, tell us what you’re watching, baby, we are all dying to know, aren’t we boys?” she asked rhetorically. “It’s, um, it’s a video of a cock in a woman’s ass,” David replied, not looking up. “How, how did you get this Cindy?” he asked. “Oh, sweetie, you can do better than that, iddaa siteleri can’t you?  Whose cock is in whose asshole baby?” she pushed. The video ended with moans coming from both people in it.  “Cindy, why? You know I can’t, how did you get this?” he asked, fear showing on his face. “Well maybe I can help,” she offered.  “That’s your cock in the video, isn’t it sexy?” she asked. “Yes, yes, it is me,” he answered shamefully, starting to shake from where this was going. “And that is Sandy, Ted’s Sandy you’re sodomizing, isn’t it, baby?” she continued. She leaned down to speak into his ear.  “Did she suck your cock too, love?” she pushed. “You sorry motherfucker!” Ted shouted and began to stand. Cindy held her hand up to stop him.  “Sit down!” she barked at him.  “You’ll get your chance to settle this,” just sit down and wait. “Now, David dear, did she suck your cock? We’re all dying to know,” she pushed again. “Yes, she sucked my cock,” he answered. “Mm, hot, did you like it baby?” she asked. “Yes, of course, I liked it, what kind of question is that?” he snapped. “And her pussy, did you fuck her sweet pussy too?” she asked, hooking her finger under his chin, raising his face to look at her.  “Tell me, did you fuck Ted’s wife’s pussy, you son of a bitch!?” “Yes, I fucked her pussy, then I pushed my cock into her ass, I could not resist, it was so fucking sexy!” he snapped back. “And what did Sandy do when you pushed your cock into her tight little asshole?” Cindy asked. “She asked me not to, then when I started to push in, she moaned, and whispered for me to fuck her, that it had been so long since she’d had a cock in her ass,” he answered quietly, looking down. “Good thing you told the truth,” Cindy told him.  “Well, you cheating son of a bitch, this is what’s going to happen now.  I’m going to fuck your buddies and you’re going to film it.  Boys, clear the area between the couch and love seat and get naked, now!” she ordered them.  She leaned down and whispered in David’s ear.  You will do this, naked, and you will get it all, you understand me motherfucker?  When it is done, how it goes will determine whether we move on from this and fix things, or I divorce you and take all you have, got it?”  

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