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Tricia felt she had given Steve the best years of her life. They had been married since graduating college. The k**s were all grown and away at school. She had done everything to support him and be a good wife. So when she discovered his infidelity, it really devastated her. The investigator had all the evidence needed to file for divorce and win a sizable settlement. Steve owned his own company and the other woman was none other than his personal assistant Monica.
Now the question was, when and where to confront Steve. A part of her wanted to forgive him and get on with their lives. But the affair had been going on since Monica was hired and Steve seemed so smitten. Monica was a full figured latina with large breasts and a well shaped ass. She really was a beautiful woman of 32 years of age. Tricia knew the marriage was over. There was no way he would give up Monica.
Tricia checked herself in the mirror. She saw a full figured woman with long blonde hair, large breasts, and full hips. She wore her 46 years well. Her green eyes showed some age but not much. She was beautiful. Any man would be lucky to have her.
The more Tricia thought about it, she didn't just want a divorce and settlement. She wanted to make both Steve and Monica pay. No she didn't want to kill them. Just humiliate them. She wanted Steve to look like a sniveling wimpy coward. As for Monica, she wanted to pull her hair out. Beat the crap out of her. The more Tricia thought about physically confronting Monica, she found herself getting strangely turned on. But why? Tricia had never really considered an encounter with another woman and Monica her husband's mistress should be the last person to turn her on.
The investigator was well worth the money spent though not exactly legal. Tricia had access to Steve's email, texts and phone conversations. How to use this to get revenge was the question. Her plan ended up simple and straight forward. She would set up a fancy dinner and mickey his drink. Then she would use his phone to text Monica to come over to the house claiming that Tricia was out of town.
The first part of Tricia's plan worked perfectly. She kept her composure through dinner and dessert. And with the after meal wine came Steve's special drink. He was out like a light on the couch. Tricia pulled him into an office chair, zip tied his hands, duct taped his mouth and pulled him into the master bathroom. Now she texted Monica, pleading for her to come over. After this , Tricia dimmed the lights in the master suite and sat in the recliner to wait for Monica.
It didn't Monica long to arrive at the house. Steve's phone began to buzz from a text message from Monica. Tricia picked it up and read the message.
[Monica] Where are you sexy???
"In the master suite" Tricia texted back.
Tricia heard the front door open and close followed by footsteps on the staircase. She took a deep breath as the door to the suite was opened and Monica entered the room.
"Where are you Steve?" Monica Cooed.
"In the bathroom taking a powder" Replied Tricia. And after I beat your ass, I'll divorce his!!!!
Monica's initial shock quickly wore off and turned to rage.
"He was planning to divorce your old ass and marry me Bitch" Monica screeched.
The two full figured women threw themselves at each other in an instant and hit and kicked each other with all they had. Neither had been in any fights. It was pure hate and rage that fueled them to do as much damage to the other as they could manage. As they began to tire out, they clinched more followed by scratches. Both women were starting to get cuts, bruises and scratches as they continued to fight. With their legs they had kicked and kneed each other. As they kept fighting, they backed up into a large ottoman and fell over it, the momentum separated the fighters and they both drew back to catch a breath.
Monica used this time to remove her jacket so she could move around better. Doing so, she revealed the lingerie she was wearing for Steve. The black top could barely contain her large breasts. She had dressed for seduction. Her black panties were crotchless. Her mascara was starting to run from the sweat and tears.
Tricia anticipating a fight had worn a red spandex top and bottom combo for working out. She had reasoned that it would be good for fighting in and the red top looked like a sexy bra to pass muster with Steve. The spandex bra could hardly contain her tits during a workout. Now it was threatening to fall apart from holes made by Monica's nails.
The two women regarded each other carefully. And began to circle each other. They suddenly jumped into each other swinging wildly. Few swings connected and they soon clinched, grabbing each others hair, pulling hard. They stumbled about the room, bumping into the walls and furniture. Their legs tangled and the battling lost their balance and fell to the floor tight together. Both women were exhausted and stopped swinging at each other. They pulled tightly together and then separated slightly. As their breasts pulled away from each other, their tops finally broke and the breasts spilled out. Nipples only inches from each other. Both women froze as they stared at each other's tits and nipples. Tricia noticed Monica's dark nipples. She also noticed that their areola's were almost the same size. Monica likewise seemed hypnotized by Tricia's tits and nipples.
The heat that Tricia had felt earlier when she had thought about fighting Monica returned. She was lost in fantasy and Monica used the hesitation to throw herself on top of Tricia, tits first. She pressed her tits down as hard she could onto Tricia's tits.
I'm going to grind your tits off Bitch!!! Monica growled.
That's what you think you slut. Tricia responded.
Their tits ground together hard, nipples rubbing into each others areolas and occasionally meeting head on. While they ground their tits together, they snaked their legs. As Tricia rubbed her tits into Monica's, she was getting turned on. Looking into Monica's eyes, she realized that Monica was also getting aroused. Tricia grabbed her own tits and angled them so that her nipples would meet Monica's. Monica released a long passionate moan and closed her eyes. Tricia used the distraction to kick her legs out and over. Now she rolled taking Monica with her. Taking the the top position, Tricia pressed her tits tightly into Monica. Monica seemed shocked by the turn but fought on.
Give it up Bitch!!! Tricia whispered to Monica.
Never!!! You fat bitch, I'll fight with my last breath. Growled Monica.
So be it!!! Growled back Tricia.
With this she pressed her lips into Monica's. Monica opened her eyes wide in shock. Then closed her eyes and pressed her lips back into Tricia. Both women continued to rub their tits together. Their mouths opened and the lip pressing turned into an open mouth kiss. Monica's tongue began to parry with Tricia's. With their legs tangled together, they began pressing their pussies into each others thigh.
Then Tricia felt the warm dampness from Monica's exposed pussy on her thigh. Tricia moaned and pushed her tongue down Monica's throat. Monica was stunned but quickly recovered and used her tongue to duel with Tricia's. Monica slid her hands down to Tricia's ass and pulled her close. Tricia's spandex bottoms were soaking wet on her thigh. Monica gripped the waistband and pulled up as hard as she could. Tricia broke the kiss to let out a scream and pull away from Monica. Monica held onto Tricia's spandex bottoms and pushed them down as Tricia pulled away from her.
Tricia tried to stand but tripped on her spandex and fell back to the floor. Monica in the meantime had removed her own crotchless panties and now jumped onto Tricia. Tricia was ready this time and the women began to roll around on the floor. Neither could pin the other and they began to wrestle on their sides. Both were covered in sweat and they struggled to get a grip on the other. Soon, the exhaustion was too much and they passed out.
Monica opened her eyes several hours later. She was face to face, tits to tits, and almost pussy to pussy with Tricia. Tricia's eyes were also open and staring back into Monica's. The sweat had long since dried. The hate and rage seemed burned out. Hands no longer gripped but caressed. Lips met in a searing kiss as nipples connected. Hands moved down to caress asses and tease pussies. Neither woman had ever touched another woman's pussy. Tricia had started the evening wanting to beat this woman to a pulp and while the thought of confronting had gotten her hot, she never would have dreamed that her fingers would be massaging Monica's clit and labia. And Monica's fingers worked a magic on her own pussy she had never felt before. Suddenly, Monica pulled away and sat up, pushing Tricia onto her back. Monica stared down at Tricia. And then dove down between Tricia's legs and began to eat her pussy.
Tricia was in heaven. Steve would have never eaten her like this. Monica's tongue was magic. She slurped up Tricia's juices. Tricia's orgasm hit her like a hammer. Monica licked her way up Tricia's body until their lips met and shared the juices. Tricia urged Monica to sit on her face so she could eat her out. Monica was more than happy to comply, then she went one better. Monica flipped around so they could sixty nine. Tricia could hardly believe it. The evening had started as a battle and now she watched as Monica's pussy lowered to her face. Tricia had never eaten a pussy before. Never even dreamed or fantasized about it. Now her tongue was licking around Monica's lips and clit before pushing in. Tricia sucked at the clit and and licked around in a frenzy. Monica's juices covered her face. They rolled onto their sides and kept licking each other to several orgasms.
Tricia finally needed some air and pulled her mouth away from Monica's pussy. Monica moaned in frustration but was rewarded with Tricia rubbing her breasts and nipples on her pussy. Monica quickly followed her example and returned the favor. Soon both women were titty fucking each other's pussies. After a while they rolled apart and sat up.
Both women were a mess. They were covered in cuts, bruises and scratches. Mascara was everywhere. Lipstick smeared and mixed. No man would find either one very appealing at this point except for their large tits with the large round areola and the exposed flaring pussies. Neither woman had ever been this aroused. Monica got on all fours and crawled seductively towards Tricia and kissed her passionately. She then pushed Tricia onto her back. Tricia willingly let her and spread her legs wide while pushing her pelvis up. Her hands exposing her pussy as much as possible. She closed her eyes and waited for Monica's tongue on her pussy. Nothing. Frustrated, Tricia opened her eyes only to see Monica spreading her legs between Tricia's and lowering her pelvis while opening her pussy. And then they met.
The touch of their pussies was electric. They seemed to melt and merge together. The nerves seemed to fuse to each other. Both women screamed and moaned. Monica ground her hips down while Tricia rolled hers. The rhythm of their hips together drove them out of their minds. Tricia knew that they both were squirters when they came. The thought of their juices mixing together on their pussies drove her crazy. Monica seemed to be thinking the same thing.
I'm going to cum into your womb Bitch!!! Monica screamed.
Tricia felt a weird sensation in her vagina. Monica's juices Tricia thought. It was too much for Tricia and she came hard. Her juices squirting into Monica. Monica collapsed onto Tricia and both women passed out.
They awoke hours later, wrapped together. Their tits and nipples seemed to enjoy being together. Pussies were lightly touching. Legs and feet caressed. Both heard a strange sound and turned to see Steve. Still zip tied to the office chair. Still gagged. He had managed to roll the chair out of the master bath after the mickey wore off.
Tricia stood up and addressed him. Here is the deal Steve. I can go to trial with the evidence of your infidelity or I can go public with your ex mistress. How would your rich, conservative, country clubbers like that Steve??? Either way you lose!!!
Monica got up and grabbed the office chair pushing it into the master closet. And closed the door.
"You do have great taste in women Steve. And you really do have a type. Tricia and I found we have so much in common." Monica called through the door.
We still have some things to settle between us. Tricia declared.
Tricia and Monica threw themselves together and fell onto the bed. Grinding every square inch of their bodies together.
Now the question was, when and where to confront Steve. A part of her wanted to forgive him and get on with their lives. But the affair had been going on since Monica was hired and Steve seemed so smitten. Monica was a full figured latina with large breasts and a well shaped ass. She really was a beautiful woman of 32 years of age. Tricia knew the marriage was over. There was no way he would give up Monica.
Tricia checked herself in the mirror. She saw a full figured woman with long blonde hair, large breasts, and full hips. She wore her 46 years well. Her green eyes showed some age but not much. She was beautiful. Any man would be lucky to have her.
The more Tricia thought about it, she didn't just want a divorce and settlement. She wanted to make both Steve and Monica pay. No she didn't want to kill them. Just humiliate them. She wanted Steve to look like a sniveling wimpy coward. As for Monica, she wanted to pull her hair out. Beat the crap out of her. The more Tricia thought about physically confronting Monica, she found herself getting strangely turned on. But why? Tricia had never really considered an encounter with another woman and Monica her husband's mistress should be the last person to turn her on.
The investigator was well worth the money spent though not exactly legal. Tricia had access to Steve's email, texts and phone conversations. How to use this to get revenge was the question. Her plan ended up simple and straight forward. She would set up a fancy dinner and mickey his drink. Then she would use his phone to text Monica to come over to the house claiming that Tricia was out of town.
The first part of Tricia's plan worked perfectly. She kept her composure through dinner and dessert. And with the after meal wine came Steve's special drink. He was out like a light on the couch. Tricia pulled him into an office chair, zip tied his hands, duct taped his mouth and pulled him into the master bathroom. Now she texted Monica, pleading for her to come over. After this , Tricia dimmed the lights in the master suite and sat in the recliner to wait for Monica.
It didn't Monica long to arrive at the house. Steve's phone began to buzz from a text message from Monica. Tricia picked it up and read the message.
[Monica] Where are you sexy???
"In the master suite" Tricia texted back.
Tricia heard the front door open and close followed by footsteps on the staircase. She took a deep breath as the door to the suite was opened and Monica entered the room.
"Where are you Steve?" Monica Cooed.
"In the bathroom taking a powder" Replied Tricia. And after I beat your ass, I'll divorce his!!!!
Monica's initial shock quickly wore off and turned to rage.
"He was planning to divorce your old ass and marry me Bitch" Monica screeched.
The two full figured women threw themselves at each other in an instant and hit and kicked each other with all they had. Neither had been in any fights. It was pure hate and rage that fueled them to do as much damage to the other as they could manage. As they began to tire out, they clinched more followed by scratches. Both women were starting to get cuts, bruises and scratches as they continued to fight. With their legs they had kicked and kneed each other. As they kept fighting, they backed up into a large ottoman and fell over it, the momentum separated the fighters and they both drew back to catch a breath.
Monica used this time to remove her jacket so she could move around better. Doing so, she revealed the lingerie she was wearing for Steve. The black top could barely contain her large breasts. She had dressed for seduction. Her black panties were crotchless. Her mascara was starting to run from the sweat and tears.
Tricia anticipating a fight had worn a red spandex top and bottom combo for working out. She had reasoned that it would be good for fighting in and the red top looked like a sexy bra to pass muster with Steve. The spandex bra could hardly contain her tits during a workout. Now it was threatening to fall apart from holes made by Monica's nails.
The two women regarded each other carefully. And began to circle each other. They suddenly jumped into each other swinging wildly. Few swings connected and they soon clinched, grabbing each others hair, pulling hard. They stumbled about the room, bumping into the walls and furniture. Their legs tangled and the battling lost their balance and fell to the floor tight together. Both women were exhausted and stopped swinging at each other. They pulled tightly together and then separated slightly. As their breasts pulled away from each other, their tops finally broke and the breasts spilled out. Nipples only inches from each other. Both women froze as they stared at each other's tits and nipples. Tricia noticed Monica's dark nipples. She also noticed that their areola's were almost the same size. Monica likewise seemed hypnotized by Tricia's tits and nipples.
The heat that Tricia had felt earlier when she had thought about fighting Monica returned. She was lost in fantasy and Monica used the hesitation to throw herself on top of Tricia, tits first. She pressed her tits down as hard she could onto Tricia's tits.
I'm going to grind your tits off Bitch!!! Monica growled.
That's what you think you slut. Tricia responded.
Their tits ground together hard, nipples rubbing into each others areolas and occasionally meeting head on. While they ground their tits together, they snaked their legs. As Tricia rubbed her tits into Monica's, she was getting turned on. Looking into Monica's eyes, she realized that Monica was also getting aroused. Tricia grabbed her own tits and angled them so that her nipples would meet Monica's. Monica released a long passionate moan and closed her eyes. Tricia used the distraction to kick her legs out and over. Now she rolled taking Monica with her. Taking the the top position, Tricia pressed her tits tightly into Monica. Monica seemed shocked by the turn but fought on.
Give it up Bitch!!! Tricia whispered to Monica.
Never!!! You fat bitch, I'll fight with my last breath. Growled Monica.
So be it!!! Growled back Tricia.
With this she pressed her lips into Monica's. Monica opened her eyes wide in shock. Then closed her eyes and pressed her lips back into Tricia. Both women continued to rub their tits together. Their mouths opened and the lip pressing turned into an open mouth kiss. Monica's tongue began to parry with Tricia's. With their legs tangled together, they began pressing their pussies into each others thigh.
Then Tricia felt the warm dampness from Monica's exposed pussy on her thigh. Tricia moaned and pushed her tongue down Monica's throat. Monica was stunned but quickly recovered and used her tongue to duel with Tricia's. Monica slid her hands down to Tricia's ass and pulled her close. Tricia's spandex bottoms were soaking wet on her thigh. Monica gripped the waistband and pulled up as hard as she could. Tricia broke the kiss to let out a scream and pull away from Monica. Monica held onto Tricia's spandex bottoms and pushed them down as Tricia pulled away from her.
Tricia tried to stand but tripped on her spandex and fell back to the floor. Monica in the meantime had removed her own crotchless panties and now jumped onto Tricia. Tricia was ready this time and the women began to roll around on the floor. Neither could pin the other and they began to wrestle on their sides. Both were covered in sweat and they struggled to get a grip on the other. Soon, the exhaustion was too much and they passed out.
Monica opened her eyes several hours later. She was face to face, tits to tits, and almost pussy to pussy with Tricia. Tricia's eyes were also open and staring back into Monica's. The sweat had long since dried. The hate and rage seemed burned out. Hands no longer gripped but caressed. Lips met in a searing kiss as nipples connected. Hands moved down to caress asses and tease pussies. Neither woman had ever touched another woman's pussy. Tricia had started the evening wanting to beat this woman to a pulp and while the thought of confronting had gotten her hot, she never would have dreamed that her fingers would be massaging Monica's clit and labia. And Monica's fingers worked a magic on her own pussy she had never felt before. Suddenly, Monica pulled away and sat up, pushing Tricia onto her back. Monica stared down at Tricia. And then dove down between Tricia's legs and began to eat her pussy.
Tricia was in heaven. Steve would have never eaten her like this. Monica's tongue was magic. She slurped up Tricia's juices. Tricia's orgasm hit her like a hammer. Monica licked her way up Tricia's body until their lips met and shared the juices. Tricia urged Monica to sit on her face so she could eat her out. Monica was more than happy to comply, then she went one better. Monica flipped around so they could sixty nine. Tricia could hardly believe it. The evening had started as a battle and now she watched as Monica's pussy lowered to her face. Tricia had never eaten a pussy before. Never even dreamed or fantasized about it. Now her tongue was licking around Monica's lips and clit before pushing in. Tricia sucked at the clit and and licked around in a frenzy. Monica's juices covered her face. They rolled onto their sides and kept licking each other to several orgasms.
Tricia finally needed some air and pulled her mouth away from Monica's pussy. Monica moaned in frustration but was rewarded with Tricia rubbing her breasts and nipples on her pussy. Monica quickly followed her example and returned the favor. Soon both women were titty fucking each other's pussies. After a while they rolled apart and sat up.
Both women were a mess. They were covered in cuts, bruises and scratches. Mascara was everywhere. Lipstick smeared and mixed. No man would find either one very appealing at this point except for their large tits with the large round areola and the exposed flaring pussies. Neither woman had ever been this aroused. Monica got on all fours and crawled seductively towards Tricia and kissed her passionately. She then pushed Tricia onto her back. Tricia willingly let her and spread her legs wide while pushing her pelvis up. Her hands exposing her pussy as much as possible. She closed her eyes and waited for Monica's tongue on her pussy. Nothing. Frustrated, Tricia opened her eyes only to see Monica spreading her legs between Tricia's and lowering her pelvis while opening her pussy. And then they met.
The touch of their pussies was electric. They seemed to melt and merge together. The nerves seemed to fuse to each other. Both women screamed and moaned. Monica ground her hips down while Tricia rolled hers. The rhythm of their hips together drove them out of their minds. Tricia knew that they both were squirters when they came. The thought of their juices mixing together on their pussies drove her crazy. Monica seemed to be thinking the same thing.
I'm going to cum into your womb Bitch!!! Monica screamed.
Tricia felt a weird sensation in her vagina. Monica's juices Tricia thought. It was too much for Tricia and she came hard. Her juices squirting into Monica. Monica collapsed onto Tricia and both women passed out.
They awoke hours later, wrapped together. Their tits and nipples seemed to enjoy being together. Pussies were lightly touching. Legs and feet caressed. Both heard a strange sound and turned to see Steve. Still zip tied to the office chair. Still gagged. He had managed to roll the chair out of the master bath after the mickey wore off.
Tricia stood up and addressed him. Here is the deal Steve. I can go to trial with the evidence of your infidelity or I can go public with your ex mistress. How would your rich, conservative, country clubbers like that Steve??? Either way you lose!!!
Monica got up and grabbed the office chair pushing it into the master closet. And closed the door.
"You do have great taste in women Steve. And you really do have a type. Tricia and I found we have so much in common." Monica called through the door.
We still have some things to settle between us. Tricia declared.
Tricia and Monica threw themselves together and fell onto the bed. Grinding every square inch of their bodies together.
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