A Wife’s Revenge
J. Ryan
Copyright © 2011 A. J. Ryan
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 9781466305946
This book is dedicated to my husband.
Table of Contents
Pleasure Series:
A Wife’s Revenge
Raine Going Down
Coming Soon:
A Wife’s Revenge II
Taken Series:
Eva
Coming Soon:
Kane
Marissa could feel Lane McCoy’s cock hitting the back of her throat every time her mouth went down on it. Her mouth was being stretched by the massive size of its width and length. Not that she minded though, she kept her head bobbing up and down at the pace that Lane was setting. He had his hand planted firmly on the back of her head.
A couple of minutes beforehand, she had tried to release his cock from her mouth. She wanted desperately to taste his balls, but that only got her a grunt and a firm hand placed on the back of her head.
Marissa made sure to make her mouth real wet with saliva so that her lips and mouth could glide up and down the length of it without causing too much friction. Lane was lifting up his hips to meet her downward motion. Every now and then he would lift up too far and his cock would go further down her throat than she could accommodate making her gag. Not that she didn’t mind a little gagging. She could tell from his response that he really liked that and despite the initial reflex, she found herself moaning.
“Oh yeah baby, I like the way you’re working my cock.” Marissa looked up to see Lane watching her through half closed eyes and biting his lower lip.
“Um hmm..” Was all she could reply with a mouth full of cock.
“I like it when you look at me when you’re sucking me off.”
He liked everything she did Marissa thought. So as not to roll her eyes at him she closed them and continued to suck him off.
Marissa had started babysitting for the McCoy’s five years ago, right after her 13th birthday. She had always thought Lane McCoy was hot. He was considered one the hottest men in their small mid-western town. Lane and his wife Vivienne were co-owners of the only insurance agency in town. Marissa thought they made the best looking couple. Lane was about 6’2” and had a medium muscular build. He worked out a lot and it showed. Marissa and her friends often spotted him jogging in the park or throughout town. They really received a treat when it was hot enough for him to go shirtless.
His almost jet black hair plastered to his head from sweat, sweat dripping down his firm stomach and back, muscles rippling with every movement. Marissa really enjoyed those glimpses. One time he had even winked his dark blue eyes at her when he had run by, she thought she had an orgasm on the spot!
Marissa had started to come on to him right after her 16th birthday. He spurred all her advances, telling her to come back when she was 18. Well, yesterday was her 18th birthday and today she had a mouth full of Lane McCoy’s cock. Yes, it was as big as she thought it was, but she had thought she would at least get to feel him in her pussy. But 5 more minutes of sucking him off in the back of his minivan and he was surely going to explode in her mouth.
Even though Lane wanted her to wait until she was 18 years old, the boys at her school were eager to pop her cherry years ago. She had practiced sucking cock for 2 long years perfecting it for Lane McCoy. She tried to lift her head up again so she could at least get on top of it and straddle him, but he tightened his grip on her pony tail.
“No, don’t stop yet Rissa. I’m almost there. I want to cum in your pretty mouth. Can I cum in your pretty mouth?” Lane asked using her nickname.
Marissa tried to lift up her head to answer him. She really wanted to be fucked now, but the hold on her head didn’t lessen.
“Oh yeah baby, you want me to cum in your mouth.”
Marissa opened her eyes to look at him , at least she could try to give him some kind of signal that she wanted to stop sucking his cock and get fucked.
“Oh yeah baby look at me. Oh Rissa that feels too good. Here I cum! I’m cumming!”
Marissa felt Lane’s cock spasm and dropped her head deep in his lap taking his cock down to the hilt. She could feel his hot cum spurting down her throat. She drank it all in and continued to milk his cock until there was nothing left for her to swallow. Sitting back on her heels she looked at him and wiped the corners of her mouth.
“That was so good honey. I’m almost mad that I made you wait until you turned 18 to suck my cock.” He said looking quite satisfied.
“I thought you were going to fuck me.” She said pouting.
“I have intentions to but that hot mouth of yours was too good.”
She reached behind her and started to undo her bra.
“Whoa…. You’re going to need to give me some time to get it back up, I’m an old man.” He said playfully.
“You’re not so old.” Marissa replied.
That was true; Lane was probably in his late 30’s. Pouting again she started to rise off her knees so she could go find her shirt where she discarded it in the front seat. Lane hooked his fingers in the front of her shorts and pulled her close to him.
“Not so fast baby. I said it was going to take me a minute to get hard again, I didn’t say that I couldn’t get hard again.”
Marissa smiled; she had sucked him real good and now she wanted to get fucked. She could feel her pussy dripping onto her panties especially when he was pumping his cock in and out of her mouth. She had wanted to reach down and rub her swollen clit, but she didn’t want Lane to think she was some kind of freak.
Thankfully Lane had intentions of doing it for her since his hands were on her hips and yanking down her white shorts. When she stepped out of her shorts and panties, Lane grabbed her right ankle and lifted her foot up to rest on the seat next to him. Her wet pussy was exposed to his waiting face.
“Your pussy’s even pretty.” Lane was saying as he was moving closer to take her clit into his mouth.
“Ohhhh...” Marissa moaned watching as Lane sucked and licked on her clit.
He was so much better at it than the high school boys that she was used too. He left her clit momentarily to plunge his tongue deep in her wet pussy and suck on her pussy lips.
“Ohhhh yes Lane! Your tongue feels so good!” She squealed.
Marissa rocked her hips against his face as he continued to slurp her up. Lane quickly got up and turned her around bending her over the middle console. Her legs were still straight and her ass was high in the air. She felt Lanes cock find the entrance of her pussy and begin pushing in her with a hard thrust.
“Oh man, you are so fucking tight!” Lane yelled behind her as he went hilt deep into her wet pussy.
“Ohhhh…” She moaned in response. His cock was buried deep inside her and she could feel him stretching the walls of her pussy. She was barely able to accommodate him.
Lane grabbed her pony tail hard which made her back arch and ass lift higher in the air. He started banging his hips against hers, skin slapping against skin. Marissa could see herself getting fucked in the rearview mirror. The sight alone was making her pussy wetter than it already was.
Lane had his fist wrapped around her long auburn hair and her green eyes were half closed. Her nice round B cup sized tits were bouncing frantically in rhythm to Lane’s hard fucking. She could even see how hard her nipples were. Lane had his other hand on her hip stabilizing her against his thrusts, undoubtedly so that he could fuck her harder.
“Oh yes Lane! Fuck me.”
“Call me Mr. McCoy.” Lane replied in between thrusts.
“I’m sorry Mr. McCoy. I like the way your cock feels in my pussy.” Marissa moaned as his cock felt like it was growing in size.
“Shit baby, your pussy is so fucking tight. It’s so fucking tight.”
“It’s tight for you Mr. McCoy. I’ve been saving this tight pussy all for you!”
Lane continued to pound in her pussy at a ferocious pace. Marissa reached back putting her hand on his thigh in an attempt to stop him from going as deep as he was. Instead she found her nails digging in his thigh, it hurt, but it also felt so fucking good.
Marissa continued to grip his thigh as Lane fucked her hard. She could barely hear Lane’s moaning over the suctioning sound her pussy was making and the slapping of his hips against her ass.
“Oh yes Lane, fuck me hard!” She screamed.
“What’s my name?” Lane said, spreading her cheeks further apart and pounded deeper and harder in her pussy with each word.
“Oh shit! I’m so sorry Mr. McCoy!”
Marissa could feel her belly start to quiver. She had got this feeling often and she knew it meant she was about to cum, unfortunately she had never gotten a chance to release and cum. She blamed that on her previous inexperienced high school partners. Her pussy became wetter in anticipation that this might be the time where she could finally cum and experience what everyone was always talking about.
“Oh this pussy is so damn good! I want you to swallow my cum. Take my cum in your mouth baby.”
He pulled his cock out of her pussy and whipped her around and down facing him. Marissa was on her knees in front of his cock so fast that she didn’t have time to react before Lane pushed his big wet cock in her mouth and shot his cum off on her tongue.
Marissa really started to gag now. She didn’t mind swallowing but those occasions she would take it to the hilt so that the cum would shoot straight down her throat. She didn’t like the taste of salty cum on her taste buds.
“I’m sorry. I thought you liked to swallow. Are you ok?” Lane asked.
Lane reached in a back seat compartment and grabbed her a small trash bag handing it to her. Taking it she started to spit the cum out of her mouth and into the bag.
“I’m ok. I don’t like the taste of it. That’s all.”
“I’m sorry ba….”
Lanes words were cut off by a loud knock on the driver’s side window. Marissa scrambled to pull up her pants as Lane did the same.
“Just a minute!” He was yelling as he zipped himself up.
“It’s the Police open the door now.” Came a booming voice.
Marissa looked wide eyed at Lane, this cannot be good she thought. Lane was moving to the front seat to open the car door as she was trying to find her shirt.
“Hello. Earth to Rissa. I’m talking to you.”
“I’m sorry Raine. I was thinking about that advance calculus test next hour.”
Marissa had to think of something quick so her best friend Raine wouldn’t know what she was really thinking about.
“Oh Rissa, don’t worry about it. You’ll ace it. But what I was saying was that I hear there’s going to be a really wild party at Alan’s house this weekend. His parents are out of town.”
“Oh crap. I can’t go. I’m on punishment for the rest of the school year.”
Marissa didn’t want to tell anyone about her punishment but she couldn’t stop from blurting it out to her best friend of three years.
“What?! How can you be on punishment for the rest of the school year Rissa? Your parents aren’t that horrible.” Raine asked wide eyes.
“Well, they are and I am.”
“What the hell did you do? Is that why you didn’t return any of my texts yesterday?”
“Yeah. They took away my cell phone. I can only use it for emergencies. My senior year is a wrap.” Marissa said throwing up her hands.
“What the hell did you do?” Rained asked, eyes squinting. If her friend got in trouble it had to be for a good reason. Marissa was a straight A student.
Luckily the bell for next hour rang saving Marissa from the humiliation of telling Raine that she got caught by the police fucking Lane McCoy in his minivan. Fortunately, for her since she was 18 years old, she wasn’t considered a minor anymore and her parents didn’t know who she was caught having sex with. All the ticket said was that she was being indecent in a public place.
At first she was mortified that she had to ride home in a police car, but then she was relieved that it was the police bringing her home with the ticket and not Lane McCoy. When her parents questioned her she had told them that she had one of the boys from school picked her up from the McCoy’s and they ended up having sex on the next block. She was grounded, but no doubt Mr. McCoy had some explaining to do to his wife Vivienne.
“I’ll tell you about it later. I have to get to class.” Marissa said reluctantly.
“No. Just tell me real quick.” Her curly red-headed friend said pleading with her and holding onto her hand, trying to get her to stay.
“Really, I can’t Raine. I can’t get into any more trouble.” Marissa slid her hand from Raines and started down the hall.
On Friday Marissa was sitting in her room on the bed watching T.V. when Raine burst through her door.
“Oh my God! It’s like Fort Knox in here.” She exclaimed.
Raine bounded and flew herself at Marissa giving her a bear hug. Marissa buried her face in Raines locks of red curls.
“I’m so happy to see you. I’ve been so miserable.” This was the truth. She desperately missed her best friend.
Raine rolled off of her and they both laid side by side staring at the ceiling.
“How did you get past the warden and assistant warden?” Marissa asked.
“I told them that my mom and dad were fighting again and I needed a place to crash.” Raine said shrugging her shoulders.
Marissa looked at her friend and now noticed her red rimmed eyes and the overnight bag that was discarded by her bedroom door.
“Oh! I’m sorry Raine.”