A Woman Scorned

A Woman Scorned A Woman Scorned

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A serial womaniser meets a mysterious woman who will have a profound effect on his life.

Summary

A serial womaniser meets a mysterious woman who will have a profound effect on his life.

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Submitted: October 07, 2015

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Submitted: October 07, 2015

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Ben groaned as he ejaculated into the pretty blonde girl beneath him. He couldn't remember her name, it wouldn't matter, sex was all he wanted. She squealed as she orgasmed, her perky breasts jiggling quite nicely as he finished emptying himself into her. As he left her apartment he noticed a dark haired woman in the hall. She stood and watched him, green eyes glittering. He was sure he'd seen her when he was leaving the house of the last girl he banged too. Weird.

The new temp was hot, her generous breasts squashed hard against him as he fucked her on his desk. As he thrust he couldn't help thinking of the woman with the green eyes, picturing her, he came inside the temp. Another notch on his belt. Leaving work that evening, he saw her, the green eyed woman. She was standing across the road as he opened his car door. It was definitely the same woman. Just watching him. He went to cross the road, she turned and walked away, diappearing from view in seconds.

Ben wondered who this woman was, why did she seem to be around when he'd had sex with someone? He asked around, no one seemed to know who she was or indeed had even seen her. 

Saturday night, after he had fucked an extremely energetic stripper, he saw her again. She waited as he walked over to her this time. She said nothing just smiled. Who are you? he asked, why do you follow me? She said nothing. Do you want to come home with me? Ben joked. He was surprised when she nodded. She walked along beside him, silent.

She never spoke a single word. Not when he began undressing her, not when he slipped her bra off and squeezed her breasts. Not when he pushed his fingers into her and sucked her nipples. She was silent when he slid his cock into her pussy. She was so wet, so tight, tightest he'd ever had. She didn't say a word as he thrust harder inside her, deeper. he came hard inside her, he had never cum so hard. He slid out of her and rolled on his back, gasping. He couldn't wait to fuck her again.

The phone ringing woke him up. It was his friend Kevin. He was a bit of a geek, into all sorts of supernatural things. Ben had at one stage thought the green eyed woman was some sort of a ghost and had asked Kevin about her. He was probably ringing to say Ben was insane. He chuckled, he could tell Kevin she was definitely flesh and blood. The bed was empty, it looked like she had left, Ben reached for the phone. It was indeed Kevin.

Ben listened as Kevin talked about some urban legend, a red haired woman who had been spurned by the man she lost her virginity to. He had refused to marry her so he could continue a life of debauchery. She had done some deal with some supernatural entity and would follow promiscuous men and take revenge on them. Ben laughed and asked what did she do? Kevin wasn't quite sure, something to do with removing the man's cock. 

Ben laughed again and lifted the covers to assure Kevin his cock was intact. Kevin would never forget the blood curdling screams from Ben as he discovered, in place of his cock was now a nice new set of lady parts.

 

 


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