Jackpot: Chapter Thirteen

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Jackpot: Chapter ThirteenDisclaimers & Warnings: This tale includes, elements of BDSM, and a healthy sprinkling of verbal humiliation. Readers who are offended or triggered by such material are advised to proceed with caution or bail out now. © SheriffBart 2020. All rights reserved.Feedback is welcome. Enjoy!~~~~~ Chapter Thirteen: No Barriers ~~~~~I got home shaken. Lilly was waiting expectantly. She rushed over and looked into my eyes. Hers mirrored fear and confusion. She couldn’t read my face.My heart was racing and I couldn’t get a fix on what the hell I was feeling. Rage, fear, guilt. Victory, pride, conquest. I was a tornado of emotions all racing around inside me, careening off of each other.She stopped, held her hand out toward me, tentatively. She stopped short of touching me, as if she was afraid of begin pulled into the maelstrom.“Frank, Honey, talk to me. What happened! Are you all right? Where’s Trisha’s m0ther? Didn’t she come with you?”“Didn’t she come?” The barked laugh that erupted from my throat shocked both of us. “Hell, yes she came! About six times. That woman – that woman is..she’s incredible. Sexy, smart, powerfully – I don’t know what. Persuasive..beyond persuasive, she’s an enchantress, a beguiling witch of a woman. Yes, she came, all right. But not the way we planned. I fucked her. Hell, I slapped her.”Lilly took those words like a blow to the face. “ I –I didn’t mean to! I mean, I didn’t intend to, I went there to help but – she kept fucking taunting me. And after what happened with Olivia, I just – I just couldn’t do it again. I couldn’t back down. I had to respond.”“I halkalı escort don’t understand, Frank. What did she say?”“Jesus, that woman, what didn’t she say? Honey, she’s a wild thing, a force of nature. She’s the perfect whore! Look, I can’t – I can’t talk about this right now. I can’t sort it all out. I just… I’ve been thinking about all of this since I left her apartment. Oh God, I’m all mixed up. The adrenaline rush, the memories, the sex, the heartbreak – the f1ght. Fuck, look at me, I’m shaking! And, I don’t know why, but I’m horny as hell.”“The f1ght? What f1ght? Frank honey talk to me! Please tell me what happened! Let me help!”“There’s only one way you can help me right now. Come here.”I grabbed her face and smashed my lips to hers – sm0thered her, ate her up. The contact was made and the spark ignited. She got sucked in and the conflagration engulfed us. I pushed her up against the nearest wall, and started biting my way down her neck, as I ripped her clothes off. She responded to the current and tore at mine.In minutes, I had stripped her naked. I picked her up, carried her into the bedroom, dropped her on the bed, and spread her legs wide. She looked up at me, her eyes awash in lust and fear. She grabbed her bottle of lube from the bedside table and squirted some onto her mound just before I descended. Was the b**st still loose? Was he wild with blood lust, roaring in triumph and demanding a victory celebration? I didn’t know and didn’t care.“Baby please, I can’t explain it right now. There’s too much…too much going on. I all I taksim escort know is I need to let it out and right now, this is the only way I know how.” “Frank,” she asked quietly. She looked and sounded like a scared little girl. “Yes honey?”“Am I…am I a perfect whore too?”“No, baby”, I said with a smile. “You’re much more. You’re a perfect wife.”Her eyes moistened and she reached up and caressed my face. I placed the head of my cock at her slick entrance, and paused.“No barriers. Not between us. ‘They were naked and they were unashamed.’ That’s the way I need it to be between us right now.”Her eyes welled with tears and she whispered “Yes”. Before she could utter another word, I was deep in her. The lube greased my penetration as I slid in and filled her pussy, bottoming out in one hard thrust. I fucked her almost as hard as I’d fucked Dreama. Our eyes locked and hers opened wide with fear. As I continued my cathartic ass@ult on her pussy, fear seemed to melt away, giving way to pleasure. The carnal harmony of grunting and slapping bodies filled the room as she took what I desperately needed to give. I told her what I’d done to Dreama. How she taunted me, how I’d ripped her clothes off, eaten her pussy, shoved my cock down her throat, called her a whore, then bent her over and fucked her like an a****l.The b**st roared at me from Lilly’s mouth.“Yes! Fuck me Frank! Frank just like you did her! Give it all to to me baby, don’t hold back!” She clawed at my arms and bared her teeth as I exacted revenge in the only way acceptable. I channeled my fury into the only v1olent şişli escort act my love for my wife would permit. My pistoning cock drove her into the crushing grip of an intense orgasm. I pounded her harder until she stiffened in surrender.As she relaxed under me, I slowed, then buried it deep and ground it into her womb. She found her voice and tried again to comprehend what was happening – what had happened. “Why didn’t she come with you, baby? What happened after you…after you fucked her? You said something about a f1ght. Was her husband there?”She saw the look in my eyes and pleaded for answers.”Frank, honey, what is it?”Didn’t I fucking tell you there were a thousand ways this could go south? Why didn’t you listen?The rage welled up in me again and I placed a hand on her throat. “Didn’t I tell you there were a thousand ways this thing could go south? Why the hell didn’t you listen?”I raised my hips, pulled out, and hovered over pouting pussy. I slammed down and punctuated each sentence with a hammer blow to her soft, tender flesh. “Yes he was there. I kicked his ass.” She grunted and grimaced. I rose again. Slammed down again.“I broke his fucking jaw.”She grunted again. “Please, Frank!”I rose again, slammed down again. “I kicked him in the chest and broke his fucking ribs!”“Ahhhhh! Don’t Stop!”I rose, paused, panting. The maelstrom spun faster, and poured out in a torrent of words and tears.“He ran away. Ran to get a gun. She ran after him, I couldn’t get out, he – the bastard pointed a gun at me! I prayed, I waited. It seemed like forever and the next thing I knew, she st@bbed him in the back and I – baby, I think he’s dead.”The dam broke. I gave her all I had left, released all my pent-up rage and fear, collapsed into her arms and sobbed. She wrapped her arms around me and wept with me. “No barriers”, I whispered hoarsely.“No barriers, Baby”, she whispered. “No barriers.”

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