Highman Wynkstein

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Toma.

Richard or Dickless behind his back, has been taken away by Randy as planned.

What Dickless doesn't know is that most of the college rugby team forward pack had been through Vera when she was a teenager. She became known as our reserve hooker, along with her slutty friend, Angel, both regularly entertaining us big fellas. Vera was particularly fond of Highman, or HC as we called him for his horse cock. No doubt that being the main attraction as he was no rocket scientist. We reckon she was so pissed that HC wouldn't settle just for her, that she married the man with the smallest dick in the team as revenge.

So here we are ten years later, four of us from the college team now in the social team all knowing Vera's history, well except for Dickless.

Highman has spun her over so she is getting doggied over the table. His cock is pretty amazing. It is eleven inches whether soft or erect and seems always ready to go. He says hard or soft, either way works.

Right at the moment he is hammering her hard. Now with some cellulite on her once perfect body, it ripples around her hips and upper thighs from the impact. It's a hot look. He takes her slim hands and pulls them up behind her back as if they are reins. Her back is very sweaty with splotches of red that runs down from her shoulders.

HC looks ready to explode, his face crimson and big glutes bulging.

Looks like I'm up. I walk in, stripping down as HC, pulls out and coats Vera's back in the slew of sperm while letting a massive argghhhh that sounds weirdly like a tugboats horn.

He moves away, cock still at half mast, high fiving me.

Just like the old days.

I rub my half erect cock up and down her soggy lips and around her clit. She just lies there. I push in and enjoy the squelch of entry to one well used hole. Really I should have gone first as I only have seven inches, but HC insisted. His bet I guess.

I fuck away for awhile, hanging onto her baby soft hips. She always did have beautiful skin. She turns her head around, eyes looking a little dazed.

Toma, she says, kind of emotionless. Been a while.

I give her my best 'I am fucking you' smile.

She always did like a bit of ass play, just not HC's naturally.

I gave her the finger and she seemed pretty lose from HC's digit workout.

My dick moved in pretty easy, once the grommet was breached.

You fucking bastard, she says, pushing back at me.

I sink in deeper until I bottom out.

Fuck that feels good, she groans.

I hold for a few seconds so as not to lose it so early. I haven't had a root for about a week so I'm on edge.

Slowly I work up a decent pace and are soon flesh slapping her lovely globes. My nuts whack into the area of her clit which must be encouraging her coordinated thrust backs. I withdraw and give her a quick rim.

Dirty bastard, she gasps.

Tastes really funky so I return to her rear keep with my battering ram.

I decide to turn her onto her back so I can pay attention to her nice breasts. She smiles sluttily as I move back into her, grabbing and mauling her proud tits.

Her long legs scissor around my back pulling me in deeper.

Someone has entered the cabin.

Come on ya slow fucker, says Randy, been waiting ages.

Oh god, groans Vera, the three of you.

Yeah, old times, I says, pushing for ejaculation.

I don't pull out, just luxuriate at cumming deep inside her bowels.

Randy is very fat now. He was a large and muscle bound prop once but over the years had let himself go. His stomach had surprisingly not dropped, but stuck out like he had swallowed a basketball.

Vera's position suited him, erect already, he basically just walked right into her pussy. His stomach sat on hers as he grunted away, soon sweating up a storm from his very hairy back. Drops of it splattered from his forehead over her sweet tits.

I get my shirt and wipe off my dick, then walk over to Vera's head which she turns to take me in. She slobbers away nicely as Randy orgasms over her thighs and pussy. Her hand takes my nuts and in a few minutes I cum in her mouth which she lets dribble out onto the floor.

Don't tell Richard, I did the three of you. She asks pleadingly.

Of course not.

I don't exactly know HC's plans.

We get dressed but not before having a quick squeeze of those perfect tits.

The rest of the party is so shit, everyone knowing Wynkstein had won the bet and fucked my wife. There was even a whisper going around that it had been recorded.

Two more hours I had been stuck on that boat.

Driving home with Vera, I couldn't talk or look at her. She had claimed the wine had gone to her head and bla bla bla. I wasn't listening, too furious at the ultimate humiliation.

The next two months I sulked and tried to ignore her completely. The rugby season had finished so I didn't have to humiliate myself in front of them all. But slowly the burn of revenge brewed in me. I spent a lot of time thinking how. Wynkstein had no sisters or wife, but after a few enquires found out he lived with his mother and his father had died five years ago in a car crash. Apparently he was very close to her

His mother I was told was a volunteer at a local Red Cross store. I had never seen her before as his father went to the games.

I decided one day to check her out, having seen of her face on Wynkstein's facebook page.

She was serving at the counter, a large boned, plump woman, with heavy sagging breasts and a wide butt. Her age looked about mid to late forties and her face was fairly pleasant to take in and even more so when she smiled exposing bright white teeth. So, why not? The ultimate revenge.

Over the next three weeks I went in every second or third day and bought stuff and made sure she served me and would make small talk and then later suggestive undertones, such as 'you look great today Shirley' or 'you are my favourite sales person.'

Then soon when I walked in she would greet me with her beaming smile.

In the fourth week of the plan, I asked her out for a coffee. She seemed a bit hesitant, but accepted. We chit chatted and got on well. Next I asked her out for lunch and the following week dinner. I had selected a restaurant a block away from a motel with spa and had booked in there.

I waited nervously for her that evening outside Thai Supreme. The Uber I had organised for her finally arrived. She stepped out of the little Yaris and wow, she dolled up pretty well. Lots of makeup, yards of cleavage, tight black leather looking shirt, red high heels and dark hair gleaming in the evening neon.

Shirley, you look fantastic, I gushed.

You too, Richard.

She pecked my cheek, her Red Door perfume rushing through my senses, straight to my cock, which decides to firm up.

White wine is first, a cheap Pinot Gris. We churn through four courses and onto the second bottle of a more expensive selection. Both our faces are flushed with alcohol and the conversation has been inspiring. I have a hand on her knee under the table. She is looking at me, knowing of my expectations.

You know I have twenty years on you? She says, her dark eyes teasing.

Yeah, doesn't matter to me, you are a wonderful woman.

She coyly smiles

My hand as gone halfway up her doughy thigh now, as far as I can reach.

I feel like her legs widen slightly.

I have booked a room nearby, I bravely announce, squeezing the inner flesh of Wynksteins mother.

She looks me square in the eyes, perhaps judging my sincerity and says.

Ok, let's go there.

We pay and rush down the street. I have already paid and installed the motion camera.

I have even had the heater running and wine chilled as we go for the procedure of ripping each others clothes off for the first time fuck. Her breasts out in the wild are even larger than expected and are massive handfuls as I test their weight. The areola's are pancake size and hard pert nipples centre my sucking and nipping mouth on them.

Shirley is tugging my cock and wrenching on my hard right buttock.

My left hand travels down to a wide ranging heavy bush and with some effort finger my way to the wetness within.

She lifts my head from her tits and starts to tongue fuck me with what appears to be a far reaching talker slashing down to my tonsils.

I have two fingers in her now and give her a good finger fuck and she in turn is jacking me off five to the dozen.

I push her onto the bed before I lose it and coat the carpet. I spread her stout, heavy, pock marked, veiny, cellulited thighs and thrust my small pecker into the exposed area in the hairy grotto, hoping dearly she can feel it

She sighs heavily as my head rests in between the mamaries, enjoying the scent of perfume and her excitement.

Oh that feels so nice, she exclaims, both her hands clenching my bum deep into the crevice, so with every forward thrust my ring is slightly rubbed.

I'm going to come, she says, locking me down with truckers legs to enjoy its passing.

She pops a finger a little into my ass and I lose it to, cumming in a shudder.

Just hold it there, she says, until you get hard again. I know you young uns reload quickly. She diddles at the butt, two fingers working in and stimulating me easily to another erection.

There we go, oh you are a nice little fuck. Let me get on top.

I dismount and lie on the bed like a starfish, slightly afraid of the mound of human flesh towering down in tits and heaving stomach and wide hips and a forest of pubic and armpit hair, but the landing is safe as I ease in.

I can't believe she can feel my little cock with all this weight on her frame, but there we go, she's grunting and straining away, moaning forty banshees and clearly enjoying herself and I am weirdly thinking that this is better than making love to the gorgeous Vera.

She grabs my nuts and twists and pulls them and when I think maybe the pain is getting unbearable, she releases and flattens down on me and gasps in my ear that she is cumming and I am flattened by all the weight of her sweaty flesh on me now and god it feels great as I suck on a nipple that has sprung up in my face.

Finally she lifts herself off before I expire from lack of breathing room.

She hasn't finished yet, spinning around and suddenly I have the pussy in my face to entertain which she quickly lowers down onto my prying tongue, her mouth encases my swollen dick which won't last long in the hot and long tongued void. I'm not one to enjoy the taste of my semen but I have no choice as it dribbles out as I lash at her lips and internals. A very vile salty taste, but revenge has its downsides. I discover her clit and work my skill on that nub. She gushes out more funky moisture which I try to push out of my mouth through hairs and long and loose lips.

I can't take anymore as once again she digits my poor over stimulated hole and ejaculate into her mouth which I think she swallows.

Finally she rolls off me in all her under toned glory, looking like the mouse got the cheese and more cheese would be available soon.

Must be time for a wine, she says.

A week later I print out some stills from the video and for my personal safety decide to private message them to Wynkstein. I'm sure he hit the roof.

Oh yeah, he lost his mother too, as we moved in together.

As they say, revenge is sweet. Well, only if you are not getting your nuts pulled off!