One of my friends was a bit of a player and I became very pissed off at him many times back when we were in our twenties. He actually slept with a few of my girlfriends behind my back which made me very angry. One girlfriend I had even been dating for a year. We came to blows on a few of these occasions and even didn't speak to each other for a few years. He eventually got married and we began our friendship again. I figured now that he was married he wouldn't do again to me what he did in the past. We were out drinking at a bar one night watching the game when I catch him making out with another woman. I could believe he was doing what he was doing now that he was married. One time his wife calls me over to help her with something and begins to come on to me. I pushed her away at first but then our past and what I saw at the bar began to flood my mind. I wanted revenge and he wasn't around so we began to make out. We were fucking on the bed when he shows up and catches us. He was in shock and just stood there. He finally closed the door and left. I didn't stay much longer and left.

The next day he calls me and tells me what an asshole I was for fucking his wife. He then asks what he ever did to me to deserve this. I reminded him about all my girlfriends he slept with and brought up that I saw him making out with the woman in the bar. He started yelling at me and calling me lots of names before he hung up. I get a call later from his wife and she mentions he kicked her out. I offered her to stay with me and she accepted. She mentioned how much more better in bed I was than him and a lot more endowed. We had sex quite a few more times and it was driving him crazy. His wife was calling him and telling him where she was and what we were doing. I could hear him crying on the phone wanting her to come home. She said she would think about it and stayed with me for almost two weeks before she did finally go home but not before we had a lot more fun with each other.

He was pissed that I had sex with his wife but didn't want to lose her so he accepted it. Little did he know that me and his wife still hooked up regularly.

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by Anonymous on Jun 27, 2016 at 8:15 AM

My fucking hero!!!

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by Anonymous on Jun 27, 2016 at 3:03 PM

Yeah right its probably the other way round

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by Anonymous on Jun 28, 2016 at 5:05 AM

Amazing, isn't it, just how pissed off a player can get when you sample one of his. My dad was a compulsive cheater always walking out on my mom fucking whatever piece of ass he could get naked. He was a charmer, it was the women from the church chorus, volunteer women at the soup kitchen, cashiers at the grocery store, the local librarian, the list goes on and on.

I hated him as a child and as I got older I learned to hate my mother for putting up with his philandering. He would come home smelling of some whore then roll into bed with my mother and I would have to listed to their bed banging on the wall that separated our room, listen to hear moans as he plowed her. In the morning she would cry and yell at him. But always she put up with it.

I was in my first year of college when it happened. I got so mad at her; yelled at her for putting up with his shit, for letting him fuck around with every piece of ass in the county. Dad had gone to work and she started her usual crying, self recrimination routine. I just couldn't take it any more and pulled her down across my lap, her sundress hauled up to her waist and laid into her. I spanked and spanked and spanked until my hand couldn't take any more. Her ass cheeks were each bright red, my hand prints marked on each. That's when I noticed how wet she was.

At first I thought my spanking and all her thrashing had made her pee. But the smell of arousal hit me and I knew - she had not only gotten aroused from my spanking, she had actually cum. I don't know what made me do it, but I grabbed her c**t hard, cupping it, and heard her moan. The next thing I knew I had her bent over the kitchen table, her panties on the floor below us as I took her from behind. She screamed my name as I entered her, and came almost immediately as I begin to stroke. I wish I could say I fucked her for hours, but I lasted a handful of strokes before I flooded her with my seed and fell over her back.

We didn't speak again that day and lucky for me my father stayed out late and came home too drunk to notice my hand prints on mother's ass. The next morning I saw her in the kitchen again she looked me in the eye and began complaining about father. I knew right away what she was up to. She wanted another spanking and fuck. She wanted to be punished for putting up with his shit, but she also wanted the fuck. This time I grabbed a large wooden spoon and dragged her into the living room. She had worn another sundress, this time without any panties or bra, so I just hauled the whole thing off her, leaving her standing naked in the middle of the room.

I bent her over, hands on her ankles, and began the add to the hand prints. It didn't take long for the heavy wooden spoon to raise welts and bruises on her ass cheeks. Nor did it take long for her wetness to show and begin running down her leg. Taking a seat on the sofa I made her kneel and take me in her mouth. My mother is an accomplished cock sucker, and easily took my length down to the root. While she sucked me I reached over her back and continued smacking her ass with the wooden spoon. With my inexperience it didn't take me long before I filled her mouth. She didn't expect it and choked some, my cum leaking form her mouth over her pendulous breasts.

I hate my father for what he's done to my mother, and I hate her for what she puts up with - both form him and now from me. But I will continue punishing and using her. One day I plan to have him catch us, my cum leaking from her as she services me. I know it wont be long, as I have left her ass purple and bruised every day for the past week now.

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