Homewrecker

By Blizzard

It was bound to happen. Jim was a dog, and that was all there was to it. He and Flora, his short- haired blonde German girlfriend, had been living together for two years. Both were in their mid-20’s, and were building successful careers in their respective fields. One would think they were the perfect couple. Jim had succeeded in keeping his old womanizing lifestyle under control for about 18 months of those two years, but the incessant urge to stray had finally won out one night six months prior. Flora was out of town working, and he had found Taryn at a nightclub looking for the same thing. The 5’9” 128 lb. slender redhead had nearly turned him inside out that night in his and Flora’s bed, and so began their clandestine trysts. So there they lay, earlier this evening, on the king-sized bed that he and Flora shared, heavily immersed in foreplay. His 5’7” 135 lb. civil engineer girlfriend was 150 miles away, attending a 2 day seminar. Or so he thought. He was laying on his back, with Taryn on all fours, straddling him, as he ran his hands up and down her ass. The heavenly soft material of her jade green silk panties excited him as he caressed her.

Flora opened the front door quietly and crept into the dark house. The second day of the seminar had been canceled, and she couldn’t wait to surprise her boyfriend in bed. As she slinked through the livingroom and down the hall, she peeled off her skirt and blouse, down to her red nylon thong and lacy bra. The bra dropped to the carpet as she approached the bedroom door. There was a soft light coming from under the door, and she assumed Jim had fallen asleep watching the television. The sounds of moaning and kisses made her grin. He must’ve been watching one of the adult channels, the horny bastard. Was he ever in for a surprise, she thought.

The blonde slowly swung the door open and froze in absolute shock and disbelief. She couldn’t believe her eyes. There was a half naked redhead straddling her obviously willing lover on their bed. Rage flooded her athletic body, and she sprang toward the bed. “You disgusting son of a bitch!” she screamed. Taryn snapped her head around as Jim looked up at Flora in fear. “Oh shit!” he exclaimed as the blonde grabbed Taryn’s hair and yanked her off the bed. She spun the off balance 21 year old around and smacked her across the face with an open handed slap. The redhead yelped as her head snapped to the side, and Jim pleaded “Flora, let me explain!” She shot a malicious glance his way and snarled “Shut up you prick!” She turned her attention back Taryn who had already wound up and was delivering a looping right hand punch that glanced off Flora’s cheekbone. The stunned blonde stumbled backwards and lost her footing, falling to the carpet on her ass. “Stop it, Taryn!” yelled Jim nervously. She looked back at him and said “I’m going to knock this bitch out!” He saw the fire in her eyes in the dimly lit room, and suddenly an agonized expression covered her face as she groaned deeply and sunk to her knees, clutching her crotch.

Flora had gotten to her knees and had ripped a punch into the girl’s unprotected pussy.

The livid blonde screamed “You slut!” as she drove her fist into Taryn’s face, sending the dazed redhead toppling to her back at the foot of the bed. Taryn lay groaning as Flora scrambled atop her and sat on her belly. She looked up at the blonde helplessly as Flora began rocking her head back and forth with several punches. “Flora, please!” begged Jim as she mercilessly pummeled the redhead. He slid off the bed and started toward her as she rose up from the semi-conscious girl stretched out on the carpet. “Baby!” he said softly, extending his arms out to her. She unleashed a brutal kick between his legs, crushing his balls and collapsing him to the carpet face down, gasping in excruciating pain. “Unnnnnnnnnghhhh!” he heaved as his girlfriend stared at him icily. “We’re through, you pig!” she hissed. “You want to fuck this slut?! Let’s see what you think of her when I’ve finished with her. Jim gasped for breath, his head on the carpet, looking toward Taryn.

Flora reverse straddled the redhead and enveloped the moaning girl’s face with her ass, in a full face sit. She pinched the redhead’s nipples and yanked on them painfully as Taryn’s muffled squeals came from under the blonde’s ass. After some stinging slaps to the girl’s breasts, she turned her attention to her belly, driving firm, repeated blows into the girl’s navel. The redhead released unintelligible grunts as her rival beat the wind from her diaphragm. When Flora finally stood up, Jim could see that Taryn was is bad shape. She was taking a brutal beating, and he was quite shocked that his girlfriend was so easily dominating the taller girl. He was still fighting the urge to vomit, the pain in his groin intense.

“Get up, you piece of shit!” growled Flora as she hauled the flaccid girl to her feet. The redhead had a distant look in her eyes, her arms hanging defenseless at her hips. “This is the price you pay if you want to play!” hissed the blonde as she whacked a punch flush onto Taryn’s chin. Jim heard a violent smack as his mistress sailed onto the bed, bouncing upon the mattress. He struggled to his feet and leaned against the wall, pain shooting from his groin into the pit of his stomach. The battered redhead was barely conscious, a nearly inaudible whimpering coming from her bloodied mouth. Flora was intent on completely destroying the girl, and grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her into a seated position. “You’re toast, bitch!” she said coldly and punched her in the face again. Taryn’s body rebounded off the mattress again as Jim watched her bouncing slowly come to rest as she lay on the bed, out cold. Flora dragged the limp girl by her ankles to the foot of the bed, leaving her ass at the bottom of the mattress, her legs splayed out, feet resting on the carpet. She held her up by her hair in a seated position, with a handful of auburn hair. Jim looked at the redhead, a pitiful sight. She was out, her eyes closed, arms limp, and blood trickling from the corner of her mouth and dripping onto her naked breasts.

Flora posed her ragdoll victim for Jim, asking “You want this pathetic slut?! Then she’s yours, asshole!” She teasingly patted the girl’s cheeks, and Jim said “Please Flora. That’s enough. She’s unconscious for Christ’s sake!” He never realized that the blonde woman had it in her to be so brutal. She continued patting Taryn’s face, urging “C’mon wimp, rise and shine.” Momentarily the girl’s eyelids fluttered open and she moaned, a foggy look in her eyes. “Stand up!” ordered Flora, pulling the girl up to stand on her rubbery legs. As she held the wobbly redhead on her feet, she said “You can have this prick. Just remember, he screwed around on me, and he’ll eventually screw around on you.” Taryn fixed her glassy gaze on the blonde who held her. “I fuck him better than you.” she murmured, a coy grin on her bloodied face. Flora’s expression hardened and she pulled back her right arm and pistoned a powerful punch that crushed Taryn’s jaw. Jim heard the crack of bone as his mistress crumpled to the bed and lay unconscious, blood pouring from her mouth and across her cheek. Flora massaged her fist for a moment and viewed her destroyed opponent. She reached down and slipped the girl’s silk panties off her and balled them up, tucking them into the redhead’s damaged mouth. “Now you’re fucked, bitch.” she said. She turned and stared at her shocked boyfriend, who looked at Taryn’s limp body with concern. “You be gone tomorrow, you bastard. Take that bitch to the hospital. I’ll be here moving my stuff out.” She left the room, quickly putting her discarded clothes back on, and exited the house, leaving Jim with his

demolished mistress.

The End