"Oh, God. Oh, God. What’s happening? What’s going on?" Eric cried, his voice barely a whisper.
His eyes filled with tears as he watched John piston in and out of his girlfriend, his massive dick stretching her pussy wide open.
"Please, no, please," Eric begged, his voice hoarse and filled with anguish.
But John paid him no heed, his hips snapping forward and back, his cock plunging into her tight pussy.
"You’re a real slut, aren’t you, Jolene? Such a dirty little whore."
Jolene moaned, her voice muffled by her clenched jaw. Her body writhed against John’s, her back arching and her muscles clenching.
Eric couldn’t believe what he was seeing. His own girlfriend, his own lover, was being fucked right in front of him, and there was nothing he could do. He felt a wave of despair wash over him, his heart sinking to the pit of his stomach.
"Why are you doing this, John?" Eric asked, his voice cracking with emotion.
"I’m doing this because I can," John replied, his voice cold and unfeeling.
John increased the tempo of his thrusts, his hips snapping forward and back, his dick plunging into Jolene.
"Isn’t that what you told me back in high school? Remember? You bullied me because you could. Well, guess what, Eric? The tables have turned, and now I can fuck whoever I want."
Eric stared at John, his eyes filled with anger and frustration. He wanted to hurt him, to make him pay for what he was doing. But he knew that he was powerless, that he could do nothing to stop him.
Eric knew he couldn’t stop John, but Jolene was his girlfriend, he thought he could maker her stop. He turned his gaze toward her and shouted, "Jolene! Please, please, stop him. I’m begging you. Don’t do this, don’t let him do this."
But his pleas fell on deaf ears, and Jolene only moaned louder as John continued to fuck her.
Eric felt his heart shatter into a million pieces, his chest tightening with anguish. He couldn’t believe this was happening, couldn’t believe that Jolene would do this to him.
"John, please, please stop. Please don’t do this," he begged.
But his pleas were futile, and John only smirked and continued to thrust into Jolene, his hands grasping her thighs tightly.
Eric watched in horror as John fucked Jolene, his hips moving rhythmically, his dick pumping in and out of her tight pussy.
"God, you’re such a slut," John growled.
Jolene moaned and squirmed against him, her back arching and her muscles tightening.
Eric dropped down to the floor, his knees buckling beneath him. He couldn’t believe this was happening, couldn’t believe his own girlfriend would betray him like this.
John increased the tempo of his thrusts, his hips moving faster, his cock pistoning in and out of her needy pussy.
"I’m going to cum, whore. I’m going to cum inside you, and you’re going to take it like the slut you are."
"Yes, master. Please cum inside me, please fill my slutty pussy with your thick cum."
Jolene’s words made Eric’s stomach churn, and he could feel his anger rising. He wanted to hurt John, to make him pay for what he was doing. But he couldn’t.
He was powerless.
As John’s hips moved faster, his dick stretching and filling her pussy, Jolene moaned and squirmed. She could feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around his member.
"I’m going to cum," she cried.
"Cum for me, whore. Cum for your master."
Jolene screamed, her voice hoarse and broken. She could feel her body tensing, her muscles clenching, and her pussy spasming around John’s throbbing cock. She couldn’t control it, couldn’t control her reaction. She felt her orgasm rising up from the depths of her being, her body convulsing with pleasure.
"Oh my God, master! Oh my God! Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
John’s eyes glinted with lust, his cock pumping in and out of her rapidly, his hips smacking against her cheeks.
"Yes, yes, yes! Take it, whore. Take it all!"
Jolene couldn’t hold back any longer. She screamed, her voice echoing throughout the room. Her orgasm tore through her, her pussy spasming around his member, her body quivering with ecstasy.
She squirted violently, her juices spraying across the room.
"Yes, yes, yes! Take it, whore. Take it all!"
The sounds of their grunts and groans filled the room, the smell of sex thick in the air.
Jolene’s pussy quivered, her juices spraying out and splattering across the room.
The hot liquid splashed across Eric’s face, the warmth of it seeping into his skin. He curled in despair as he felt his girlfriend’s liquids splash across his face.
John pumped his hips faster, his dick pistoning in and out of Jolene’s pussy. He could feel his orgasm building, his cock pulsating with need. He knew that he couldn’t last much longer, and he was determined to give Jolene the creampie she was craving.
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"Take it, whore. Take it all."
"Yes, master. Yes. Give me all your cum, fill me up. Fill me up, please."
The sight of his girlfriend begging for another man’s cum made Eric’s heart sink, his body collapsing with anguish. He had loved her, cared for her, and trusted her, and she had betrayed him, betrayed his trust.
John grunted and groaned, his cock throbbing with need. He could feel his orgasm approaching, his balls tightening and his shaft throbbing.
"Fuck, here it comes, whore. Here it comes."
John thrust his hips forward, his cock buried deep inside Jolene’s needy pussy and exploded inside her. His cum burst forth, spurting out of his cock and filling her up. Her pussy tightened around his member, milking him for every drop.
Jolene screamed, her voice breaking with pleasure. She could feel his cum gushing out of her, coating her insides and flooding her womb.
Eric couldn’t bear to watch anymore, couldn’t bear to see his girlfriend being creampied by another man. He staggered to his feet and ran out of the room, his heart heavy with grief.
As John pulled his softening cock out of her, he dropped Jolene onto the bed, her body trembling with exhaustion.
"God, that was amazing," she whispered, her voice barely a whisper.
"I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did," John replied, his tone cold and indifferent.
"But listen, I’m not done with my revenge against that motherfucker. You will have to pretend to get back together with him. He will inevitably try to get you back, when he does, pretend to be sorry. He probably won’t touch you, but make up an excuse if he does. You’re mine, now."
"I understand, master."
John kissed her forehead and left her bedroom. As he did, the system’s notification chimed.