Thread: Murder and Mistresses! (Jack Stalker and MissMayday)

It wasn't about getting herself off, she was soaking, granted, but this was about making Jessica come like a cheap whore and flood with the right kind of emotions. Yvonne wanted her to look back on this day and just recall that the day she had her hardest most violent orgasm, just happened to be the day her whore of a wife got what was coming to her. Despite being into woman, Yvonne knew that Jess liked the feeling of a hard cock ramming into her tight cunt, so that was what she gave her, over and over again, with the deepest and hardest thrusts she could muster as she mauled and scratched at her tits, leaving her mark on her woman, just the way she liked it. Pausing a, moment she managed to kick off one of her strapped heels, then push off the other with her toes. Although she was now bare foot she still had a few inches height over Jessica, using them to dominate her as she took up a steadier stance. Her feet lay flat to the plastic now, as she delivered stroke after merciless stroke to Jess's sopping wet cunny, grunting and hissing as though it were a real cock she was using to defile her tight flesh. The sensations shivered through its length until they shuddered into her own tight cunny, letting her feel and benefit from each hard thrusts he forced into Jessica's impossibly tight cunt. AUUhhH! she couldn't help but groan out loud when she finally hilted in her lover, the feeling of satisfaction at having forced her open and compelled her to take the whole length finally manifesting in a triumphant moan. An aggressive and powerful lust burned in her veins and her dominant side flared, almost out of control. The killing, the fucking, all those sensations blended together like a perfect cocktail of the most expensive drug she'd ever tried. It was a feeling that she knew she could get used to. Jess... you are so fucking wet! Yvonne could see the sopping secretions of her battered cunt slopping out to soak the phallus, strings of girlish pseudo cum lathering the length and splattering to Jess's thighs as Yvonne fucked her, relishing the ease with which she was now able to drill into the red heads tight gash. Sex and death filled her thoughts and the combination was a mix she knew she would need to experience again. They were right, once you killed you always wanted to do it again. She had heard that, right? It wasn't just her own insane thoughts raging inside her as she pounded into Jessica's narrow tract. She continued to molest her tits as she did so, heaving her against the door, squashing her fat breasts into the glass, but never letting go of the nipples as she assaulted them with thumb and forefinger. She felt Jessica's hand on hers, mauling her tit even harder. She looked up to see her looking over her shoulder at her, and in that moment felt her own cunt flood with anticipation and pleasure, dripping strings of juice down her thighs as she increased the pace of her pounding, fucking Jess even more aggressively. She grit her teeth, moving her other hand away from Jess's tit to grasp a handful of her hair. Yes, I fucking murdered her... for you. she grunted. Yes, I fucking killed her... for you! she growled out the words like a lioness. And I'd fucking do it again. I'd kill a thousand whores to keep them away from the woman I love. To keep them away from... UUAuuHHHHNN... to keep them away from you. she grunted loudly, fucking her harder and harder, a constant, steady throbbing against her clit as the phallus stretched out her gash and invaded the depths of her cunny. Fuck yes... she gasped through her clenched teeth as Jess began to give in to the sick twisted allure of fucking a murderer. Fuck me harder bitch, make yourself fucking come all over my cock. she almost chuckled at the obscenities which rolled off her tongue. She let go of Jess's tits, scratching her fingernails down one ass cheek, then slapping the other, leaving her red palm print glowing on it as she hammered thrust after thrust and stroke after stroke into Jessica's sopping slit. Fucking come for me bitch, show me how much you love it, how much you love me. she groaned. It was too much, and she didn't want to come until she had the opportunity to pour her juices into Jessica's mouth and wash them across her face. She kept Jess slammed against the glass, her left hand bound in her hair. Reaching down with her right hand she pulled the phallus out of her own dripping cunt and began to fuck Jessica hard, brutal thrusts driven into her by the power of her arm, as she gripped the phallus with her right hand. Her mouth moved to her shoulder, her neck, her throat. Come on you filthy bitch, fucking come for me, come for your Yvonne. Give me what you could never give her, pour your fucking soul all over my cock until you soak my wrist you little slut. she hissed.