The feeling of pleasure Esmeralda got as Caroline started touching her bare pussy was all but overriden by the disgusting taste of Caroline's vaginal fluids. Swallowing mouthfuls of cum from an erect penis going off in her mouth was one thing. But this was revolting. It was all Esmeralda could do to keep Caroline at bay, in hopes she'd be satisfied and leave. Her neck and scalp were starting to hurt from the uncomfortable grip Caroline had her in. Esmeralda wanted all this to end.
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The Other Woman (Solace x demented-tiger)
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solace
Supernova
- Joined
- Apr 22, 2011
- Location
- In Pleasure
Caroline's moans kept getting louder and louder, her pleasure growing higher and higher until she reached her peak. Her legs clenched as she felt her juices flow out of her in a sudden rush of pure pleasure. She pulled on the other woman's hair getting Esmeralda's lips away from her very sensitive region. She was panting now from the pleasure she had just reached. Never before had she ever felt pleasure so good. She had only ever known her husband and now she found that there was something better. For the first time in a couple days, she began to understand why he did it, why he cheated on her. The pleasure was just so great, but that didn't make what he did right. She did enjoy her revenge, but now it was over, the consequences of what she did might weigh heavily on her later. Now was not the time to think on it, she would deal with it later.
Slowly, Caroline climbed off of the other woman. She didn't care of Esmeralda received the same amazing climax she felt. She pulled her hair back away from her face where it had been when she leaned over from her climax. Her eyes fell on the other woman who lay on the bed. She put her hands up to her face. What had she done? She couldn't believe what she did, but still this is what she wanted, to give her husband's 'lover' a message. "Stay away from my husband," was all she said. Quickly, she dressed herself and made her way to the door. She opened the door, but before she left she took one last look at the other woman, there was no look of frustration or evil look on her face. There was a concerned look on her face and she turned to leave.
Slowly, Caroline climbed off of the other woman. She didn't care of Esmeralda received the same amazing climax she felt. She pulled her hair back away from her face where it had been when she leaned over from her climax. Her eyes fell on the other woman who lay on the bed. She put her hands up to her face. What had she done? She couldn't believe what she did, but still this is what she wanted, to give her husband's 'lover' a message. "Stay away from my husband," was all she said. Quickly, she dressed herself and made her way to the door. She opened the door, but before she left she took one last look at the other woman, there was no look of frustration or evil look on her face. There was a concerned look on her face and she turned to leave.
Esmeralda hadn't yet reached climax when Caroline came. She winced and cried as Caroline yanked on her ponytail. Slime dribbled down her lips and onto her chin and neck. She lay there stunned and terrified. She was too frightened to cry. She had long since given up trying to dislodge the older, stronger woman, but instead just let her have her way. Esmeralda just lay wallowing in her shame and misery, waiting for the other woman to leave.
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solace
Supernova
- Joined
- Apr 22, 2011
- Location
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Caroline left the other woman on the bed. She left the hotel and she never wanted to return. It was a good thing she paid for the suite in advance. The drive home was filled with small tears and thoughts of what she had done. It had to be done, she kept telling herself, now she could go back to her husband and Esmeralda would never again touch her man. It was wishful thinking overall. Upon her return home she found that her husband was already in bed. She walked slowly through the house wondering if she would be interrupting another encounter with another woman. Seeing him alone in the bed did little to lighten up her broken heart.
She undressed and got into her nightgown and settled on her side of the bed. She curled up on one side in a ball and tried to let sleep take her. Sleep was hard to come by, however, as she kept thinking of the other woman, not with her husband this time but with her. The way she forced herself on Emeralda and the way she took pleasure in it. There was something intoxicating about the ordeal. If given another chance would she do it all over again? The quick answer was yes, but that was something not meant to be. She had her one night affair, it was time to get back to living her life with her husband.
The next couple of days, Caroline waited like a good housewife. Each day, her husband would leave to go to work and each day she would wonder if he was going to see the other woman. She had given Esmeralda a very good warning and she could only wonder if the younger woman was taking heed of it. After a couple days of thinking, she decided to confront him about the affair. It went as all accusations went between men. There was denial, evidence was given, and excuses were made. There was much screaming, but not on her part and then she left without a suitcase. She stayed in a hotel that night and in the morning after she was sure he'd left she came back for her clothes. She left again never wanting to go back. He tried to call her, tried to find out where she was, but she would hear none of it, she wouldn't even pick up the phone. He was beginning to stress her out. He eventually figured out where she was staying for one day she got the divorce papers. It was on that day, she decided to call Esmeralda...
She undressed and got into her nightgown and settled on her side of the bed. She curled up on one side in a ball and tried to let sleep take her. Sleep was hard to come by, however, as she kept thinking of the other woman, not with her husband this time but with her. The way she forced herself on Emeralda and the way she took pleasure in it. There was something intoxicating about the ordeal. If given another chance would she do it all over again? The quick answer was yes, but that was something not meant to be. She had her one night affair, it was time to get back to living her life with her husband.
The next couple of days, Caroline waited like a good housewife. Each day, her husband would leave to go to work and each day she would wonder if he was going to see the other woman. She had given Esmeralda a very good warning and she could only wonder if the younger woman was taking heed of it. After a couple days of thinking, she decided to confront him about the affair. It went as all accusations went between men. There was denial, evidence was given, and excuses were made. There was much screaming, but not on her part and then she left without a suitcase. She stayed in a hotel that night and in the morning after she was sure he'd left she came back for her clothes. She left again never wanting to go back. He tried to call her, tried to find out where she was, but she would hear none of it, she wouldn't even pick up the phone. He was beginning to stress her out. He eventually figured out where she was staying for one day she got the divorce papers. It was on that day, she decided to call Esmeralda...
After her encounter with Caroline, Esmeralda moved only to escape the hotel room and crawl home. There, she shut herself up until hunger drove her to the store, then she crawled back to her apartment. She ignored Mr. Webber's anxious calls, until he called one last time to call off their relationship in lieu of its discovery. She also ignored calls by her friends, her parents, and even her brother. She heard the messages her boss left her, culminating in her firing from her job. She barely slept. She ate only enough to satisfy her hunger, and spent most of her days watching daytime TV. She couldn't bear to go back outside.
I'm sick, she told herself. I'm a shameless nympho. If I go out, I'll probably run after the first pretty face I see. Oh, what is wrong with me? When she wasn't numbing herself watching talk shows for housewives, smart-Alec judges listening to domestic squabbles, and melodramatic soap operas; Esmeralda was staring at her naked body in the mirror. My breasts are too big, my tummy's too flat, I have all the wrong curves in all the wrong places... I wish I was skinny as a beanpole or as fat as a hippo. Why couldn't I have been ugly? She thought about gorging herself on junk food, but she'd eat 2 servings, break into tears, and throw the rest out. She considered getting breast reductions, but she couldn't bring herself to so much as look up a plastic surgeon. She just couldn't bring herself to destroy the body God had given her. But that same body had gotten her raped - and by a woman, of all people. That was most embarassing and demeaning, especially when that woman had gotten complete control over Esmeralda with a kiss and a cuddle. Esmeralda wondered if she'd ever be able to so much as hug anyone ever again.
I'm sick, she told herself. I'm a shameless nympho. If I go out, I'll probably run after the first pretty face I see. Oh, what is wrong with me? When she wasn't numbing herself watching talk shows for housewives, smart-Alec judges listening to domestic squabbles, and melodramatic soap operas; Esmeralda was staring at her naked body in the mirror. My breasts are too big, my tummy's too flat, I have all the wrong curves in all the wrong places... I wish I was skinny as a beanpole or as fat as a hippo. Why couldn't I have been ugly? She thought about gorging herself on junk food, but she'd eat 2 servings, break into tears, and throw the rest out. She considered getting breast reductions, but she couldn't bring herself to so much as look up a plastic surgeon. She just couldn't bring herself to destroy the body God had given her. But that same body had gotten her raped - and by a woman, of all people. That was most embarassing and demeaning, especially when that woman had gotten complete control over Esmeralda with a kiss and a cuddle. Esmeralda wondered if she'd ever be able to so much as hug anyone ever again.
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- Apr 22, 2011
- Location
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Caroline sat in her room at the hotel. Her marriage was over. She should have been depressed, but she wasn't, she just felt...average...normal? Something along those lines. If she were honest with herself she had never felt so alive until she met Esmeralda. She remembered that night with distinct clarity, but she also felt sorry about what she did to the woman.
It was shortly after the divorce finally came through that Caroline decided to call Esmeralda. She had managed to save her number as well as all of the text messages from her ex-husband's phone. It had served her well through the divorce and she ended up with quite a bit of money. He kept the house and the belongings, but she took the money. She would survive.
Her heart was beating frantically as she listened to the phone dial. Would Esmeralda pick up? She hoped she would, there was much she wanted to tell the young woman. First off, she wanted to apologize and she wanted to tell her that the marriage ended. She wanted to make amends for what she did to her and possibly pass along some of the settlement money on as a fair apology. The last reason she wanted to see Esmeralda, and a reason she would never tell the woman, was she wanted to see her, to feel excited, and possibly explore another encounter.
It was shortly after the divorce finally came through that Caroline decided to call Esmeralda. She had managed to save her number as well as all of the text messages from her ex-husband's phone. It had served her well through the divorce and she ended up with quite a bit of money. He kept the house and the belongings, but she took the money. She would survive.
Her heart was beating frantically as she listened to the phone dial. Would Esmeralda pick up? She hoped she would, there was much she wanted to tell the young woman. First off, she wanted to apologize and she wanted to tell her that the marriage ended. She wanted to make amends for what she did to her and possibly pass along some of the settlement money on as a fair apology. The last reason she wanted to see Esmeralda, and a reason she would never tell the woman, was she wanted to see her, to feel excited, and possibly explore another encounter.
Esmeralda was laying on her sofa, watching another Jerry-Springer-wannabe talk shows, where low-life scum came to vent thier problems in front of a live audiance, then pick fights with the source of thier grievance, each other, and teh audience. Her phone rang again, but as usual, she ignored it. She didn't feel like talking to anyone, not even her baby brother. She was depressed. If she thought about other people too much, she started thinking about her sex life, which lead to memories of a lean housewife sitting on her face shouting, "Lick me! Lick me!" Esmeralda did not want those memories. She hadn't masturbated or touched herself in a sexual manner for many days now. Just thinking about sex made her feel gross and disgusting, like she could taste Caroline's vaginal fluids all over again. Even the memory made her gag. She'd let her voicemail take this call.