Suburban Joe Fuckstick’s Revenge
Natalie pushed a stroller around the block every morning. She lived in the condo three places down the street in our complex and I knew her husband from work. We had similar friends at work and ended up kind of being friendly, but I wouldn’t say that we’re close friends. It was just that we had known each other for years now and I can easily say he’s an incredibly boring guy and incredibly arrogant blowhard. I didn’t really care that much until one of us was promoted and one of us got fired.
I was never really sure about why I was let go, but I suspected that someone had suggested to upper management that I had stolen office supplies or something equally petty because I wasn’t just let go with two weeks notice. I was escorted from the building with little explanation. It was humiliating. I knew I hadn’t stolen anything so I knew somebody must have lied and said I did. That same someone might have also gotten promoted right afterwards. Coincidence? Unlikely.
So now I find myself home all day with nothing to do, four houses up from Jeff’s wife who is also home all day with nothing to do.
Natalie quit working after having their first child a year and a half ago. She tried to get in shape again and somewhat successfully. Some of the baby weight stayed and it made her look fertile somehow, filling her bust and thighs and butt made her radiant. She wasn’t especially pretty and she had a pronounced Roman nose, but she could be considered cute. But that’s only if you don’t have to hear her irritating opinions on every socio or political issue of the day. She was self righteous and forceful with her opinions.
I could see her pushing a stroller around the block most mornings and while I wouldn’t normally want to engage with her and risk listening to her caustic and largely ignorant theories about life, her tits were visible in anything she wore. Even at a distance, even from behind you could see these big milkers. Those tits and having the free time made her an easy mark, so I decided to try and fuck her out of spite, pure and simple. I wanted to put my mark on his wife. I know I’m a dog but those big teets were all I needed to fixate on her as a conquest.
I knew she spent the mornings out pushing a stroller around for exercise and decided to make sure I started “bumping” into her regularly. At first it was the awkward condolences/congratulations regarding the firing/promotion but then it became about her kid and then it became casual conversation. There was a fair amount of crazy conspiracy stuff in there too as things got more comfortable and I knew there was a chance based on chemistry. I flirted and she accepted it all graciously. There was a good chance she knew that Jeff lied to get me fired and get him that promotion and she might be feeling guilty about it.
Standing in the cold rain in the morning out front of her front door, I had just walked her back home because her kid needed to be fed and then put down for a nap, I wondered if she she even knew what Jeff had done. Or if it mattered.
We keep talking as we enter and sit down in the living room. That’s when she takes her boob out. It was huge. It took me a second to realize that it wasn’t for me. She was breastfeeding her kid.
I must have had a look on my face because she asked me, “Do you find this erotic?”
“I didn’t think I would but now…”
“Its not supposed to be sexual. Its a natural bodily function.” She tried to sound indignant but that was difficult with her titty out.
“Sorry. I know.” I joked. “Really I just want that kid out of the way cuz she’s blocking a naked boob and I’m a man…”
“It hurts you know. When she bites down.”
“That’s not helping.”
The kid falls asleep drunk on mommy’s milk and Natalie puts her in her crib.
“Little bitch”, she kidded. “She never finishes it all.”
“What, your breast milk?”
“Yeah, now I have to express, that’s basically milking myself.”
“Well if you need any help you let me know.”
“Yeah right.”
“Hey you were the one who said it isn’t sexual…”
“Wait here while I put her down for a nap.”
After a few minutes Natalie returned. Now both of her titanic buoys were exposed, hanging heavy and full and pointing at me. They were super mommy d-cup jugs, swollen and hard and full. Her nipples were raw and dark and chapped but big and hard.
“I think we can help each other out. Take your pants off.” Natalie reached up under her dress and pulled her panties down to her ankles.
I couldn’t take my eyes off her big teets. So much so that I fumbled with my belt until she stepped out of yer panties and stepped up to me to help.
“Now do you want me to suck all the fluids out of you or do you want to suck on me first?” Her hand gently stroked my hard cock through my boxers.
I put my hand on one of her sexy mommy milk bags and gave it a squeeze, hefting it in my hand. Milk sprayed a little.
She pushed me back down onto the couch and straddled me, fitting the head of my cock at her wet lips.
“I hope you’re thirsty,” she said, pulling my head to her breasts while she milked my cock by writhing straight up and down on my pole.
I was in heaven. And she was a freak! I wished I had been able to record to filthy stuff she was saying to me while she got hers. “Naughty boy, you’re not supposed to drink straight from the carton!” Or “Suck me dry! Feed until you’re full, you greedy pig!” I couldn’t get enough of her. She rode me hard, her pussy wet and almost as hot as her rock hard teets.
It was perverse how engorged with milk they were now. So much so that blue veins spread out like a net around her big nipples, pressed outward by the hard, hot mass within. I would suck at one tit taking in gulping mouthfuls of her hot fresh milk straight from the tap while my other hand squeezed her unused breast cruelly.
She was into it.
Natalie slid up and down on my cock slowly but steadily and moaned in her pleasure and pain until she was ready. Hopping up and down in small bounces she found her orgasm and rode straight through while I was latched onto those big jugs. I let her go off into her own world and come back, just enjoying the show.
Now out of breath and looking to pause she was confused. “Didn’t you cum?”
I shook my head no. I guess Jeff was a bit of a two pump chump, but I wanted to get mine. This got her really excited and she bounced her way to a second orgasm and that’s when I flipped her over, right after she peaked, so I wouldn’t have to wait for her to rest and catch her breath again.
Instead I just drove hard to the hole and kept plowing into her until she had finished a third and fourth orgasm. The those last three were possibly one long, twelve minute orgasm and I think that’s what broke her. I could tell she had never been fucked like that in her life, or at the very least not for a very long time and not by Jeff. So when I was ready and looked her dead in the eyes and told her I was cumming inside her, Natalie rode the crest of that fourth orgasm with a blood curdling cry of release from her.
That woke the baby, to her embarrassment, but before I would let her dress and go to him, I made her clean my cock on her knees. She was still broken and lost in this immediate transition she was going through, from loyal wife to cheating whore, but that orgasm…
I fuck her every Thursday afternoon now. We also find out when she is ovulating and time it to fuck that day a few times.
It was so bad. She would text me that she was walking the dog and to come out and shag her in the lane behind her house. The more times we did it over those special times of the month the hotter it was for us.
She still loved her husband too. I wasn’t even particularly nice to her, it was just the sex. The sex, those milking teets, my sweet revenge. She just wanted the cock, not me and that was perfect.
Within a few months we found out that she was pregnant which is great for milk production. I fucked three kids into her within four years and the milk was on tap for six years straight.
Natalie was good for an impulse fuck whenever I wanted. I could order her up like pizza with a single text and she would make an excuse and excuse herself from whatever social entanglement she was entangled in. On his birthday while she was entertaining his parents, I would text and she would say she had to run out for some key ingredient to a recipe when the real ingredient she was after, I dispensed orally and sent her back to her husband telling her to give him a kiss from me. Or sneaking out in the middle of the night on rare occasions like my birthday, where she had just finished her birthday present to me; a month of denying any advance by Jeff, while also wearing a buttplug to bed each night lying next to him. Each week the size got bigger until my birthday when she slipped out of bed, and per my specific instruction, had to try and sneak through the condos in the middle of the night in her bra-less sheer nightie without anyone seeing her. Natalie made it to my apartment, plug still in so that I could truly enjoy her loosened asshole to my contentment, before putting it back in and sending her home an hour later.
Now he’s raising my children thinking they’re his while I fuck his wife more than he does. I think I got my revenge.