Richard’s Revenge
Richard was fixated on his blackberry, furiously
attacked the keypad. He typed and laughed, and
then typed some more. Sometimes, the laughter
was longer, other times, he just chuckled.
He was at it for quite a while, oblivious to his
surroundings. I watched him do this for a long
while till I could no longer take it. I went over to
where he sat and abruptly dragged the device
from his fingers.
I hadn’t taken a step away from him when he
grabbed my hand and screamed for me to return
it.
“Are you alright? Have those evil spirits entered
you again? Richard screamed
“Give me back my phone jorr!” Richard added
“No…I won’t!” I screamed back at him
“Bia…Mabel, I’m not in the mood for your
wahala. Give me my phone let me reply my
messages. Please!” He begged
“Hmmm…Richard, you must be in the mood for
my wahala today o. I came to your house and
you just treat me like I don’t exist, always on this
your blackberry. What is it with you and this
phone sef?” Mabel lashed back.
“Ok, Mab. Please, I’m sorry. Let me just reply
those last pings and I promise to switch off the
phone” Richard said
“You won’t o!! That was what you said the last
time I came here. I even left that day with much
annoyance and you refused to call and apologize?
Richard why?” Mabel countered
He started laughing, his strong hands no longer
held me as he laughed. I wonder what I said that
had been funny. The laugh became a long, loud
and annoying one.
I got so enraged that I threw his phone at the
wall, and then the laughing stopped abruptly. He
looked at me for a few seconds, then stood up
and walked slowly to where his phone, or what
was left of it.
He picked it up, inspected it…then he brought
his face up to look at me again. I saw rage in
those eyes. My heart was beating faster, if there
was ever a moment I wished the earth to open
up and swallow me, this moment won’t be a bad
one.
I considered running out of the house but I was
just in bum-shorts and a t-shirt. I made a face
that I was sorry but words hadn’t left his mouth
yet. His eyes pierced into mine, he stood up.
His eyes narrowed as he looked at me.
He clenched his fists, his arm muscles rippled.
Was I going to get beaten to a pulp right now?
Was this how the Chris brown and Rihanna
incident had happened? Rihanna threw Chris’
iPad out of a window when he was chatting and
Chris did some justice to her face?
Was I going to be another Rihanna to this mean
guy standing a few feets away from me? He
walked towards me. I felt time stop, as he
approached. I made a mental note to go to
church and repent of all my sins if I survived this
ordeal. Richard stopped right in front of me and
asked a terrifying question.
“So you want some attention, huh?” His voice was
husky.
The way it normally sounds when a man is trying
so hard not to scream his fucking brains out in
your face. I tried to sound sorry…
”Richy, I…I didn’t mean to…“ I said with teary
eyes.
“Don’t bother with the explanations babe. You
wanted attention right? Then I’ll give you all the
attention you seek” Richard said with all
seriousness.
With that he grabbed my face and planted his lips
hard on mine. He was rough…very rough with his
kiss. He bit my upper lip in the process. It was
quite painful but somewhat enjoyable too.
I didn’t try to push him away; I was scared as
hell that he was going to hit me if I offered any
resistance. He pushed me to the wall then, held
me there; his hands went wild all over me. He
grabbed my ass and squeezed it like it wanted to
burst it, it was painful but erotic at the same
time.
He grabbed and pulled my flimsy t-shirt…tore it
off. I whimpered, almost sobbing. Richard must
be feeling like Hulk Hogan but I brushed the
thought aside as I waited for his next move,
there is very different from traditional Richard
but I like it.
There was this evil glee in his eyes, Like that of a
sex-starved lunatic who had just escaped prison.
Was he going to rape me? His girlfriend?
Should this be considered rape but I wasn’t
resisting him at all? He bit hard on a nipple and I
let out a small cry. I wasn’t sure where to put
my hands, on his shoulders or grab his ass; I
opted to put them by my side.
The pain mixed with the pleasure, because as he
sucked at my boobs, a finger had gone down, and
found my pussy. He massaged it roughly, forced
a finger in, then another.
What was he doing? Was this some kind of
punishment for what I did to his blackberry? He
continued to fondle me, albeit roughly than his
normal, gentle self.
The wall was very hard against my back. His
breath was hot against my neck as he kissed me
there.
“Suck me baby” his voice whispered in my ear.
“I want you to suck me real good” He added.
I wasn’t going to refuse; he shifted back a bit and
allowed me to get off the wall, that evil look still
in his eyes.
I got on my knees, his hand on my head, his
back against the wall. I undid his belt, and
unzipped the fly. I brought down the trousers
and the boxer shorts to reveal his full erect dick.
His cock had veins all over it, throbbing with
anger. I stroked and massaged it for a while then
I put the shaft in my mouth and sucked hard on
it, then I slowly let the whole size occupy my
mouth.
It felt like his dick was gonna tear my mouth but
I had this sick urge to swallow his shaft. I was
proud of myself the moment he began to moan,
rolling his waist, helping me brush my hair aside.
His shaft was thick and long but I still wanted the
whole of him in my mouth, I wouldn’t mind
swallowing his balls, I just wanted to get fucked
differently today and Richard was doing that
already. I can anticipate how much his steel will
stretch my pussy wall.
Fortunately, he realized that, and dragged me up
to my feet, turned me around then made me
bend and touch my toes. He grabbed at my
shorts and dragged it down vigorously.
The pain gripped me when he rammed his fat rod
into my pussy from behind with a loud grunt
coming from him.
I screamed his name… “Oh! RICHARD!”
I think he’d bruised my vaginal walls with that
one deep thrust of his. My pussy wasn’t well
lubricated to take such an assault from his
massive cock.
The feeling of his turgid dick inside me aroused
my pussy wall, providing the needed lubrication
for the exercise.
My heart was pounding hard against my chest as
I bent down further and felt him thrust harder
and deeper into me from behind, a grunt
escaping his mouth with each one.
I felt his hand grab my head from behind and
the other one was grabbing my boobs even as he
continued to thrust me from behind. I wailed
with each thrust of his, feeling the pain that was
being meted out on my pussy, it didn’t take long
before the feeling of pleasure replaced the
feeling of pain. My hands were placed on the
floor to hold my weight, Richard still had a hand
holding my head but the other one had now gone
under and was vigorously massaging my clitoris.
He would take his hand off my clitoris and
squeezed my boobs so hard, pinching my nipples
like he wanted to tear it off, I couldn’t complain
because of the pain and pleasure mixed, his dick
continued to ram into my coochie from behind,
sending several waves of pleasure into my body. I
should spoil Richard’s phone more often if I want
this sort of pussy treatment, I know I’ll feel sore
after but the present feeling is out of this world.
His fucking had always been good. He could be
romantic when he wanted to be, and a bit
hardcore or kinky a few times. Right now he was
assaulting me…because of what I did.
He was having his sweet revenge, the feel of his
dick inside my pussy and the way he vigorously
rubbed my clitoris was making me lose my
senses.
I had my head raised to one side, my mouth
open….tears were coming out of my eyes, I was
crying in pain and ecstasy. Richard stopped
thrusting for a while and put the fingers he had
been rubbing my clit with in my mouth and told
me to suck it. I sucked on the fingers and
moaned deeply to let him know I greatly enjoyed
the taste of our lovemaking in my mouth.
“Do you like it baby?” he asked me with delight in
his voice.
I moaned my agreement and nodded my head
since his fingers were still in my mouth, my
facial gesture just like someone about to cry, the
pleasure was killing me.
“Turn around and suck me baby” Richard said.
I obliged again, and turned around and held his
cock in my hands. It glistened with cum dripping
out of the tip of it. I put it in my mouth and
sucked very hard on it, making my head going up
and down at a fast pace.
He just hissed and sighed and exclaimed his joy
as I sucked hard on his fat cock. I used my hand
to stroke harder and faster on his dick and
squeezed his dickhead tightly while I licked and
sucked on his balls…letting my saliva drip all
over him.
“Ooh yeaaaah Baby…. now sit on me and ride me
bitch!”
I didn’t mind that he called me a bitch, this
wasn’t the Richard I knew. I had never seen this
side of him before. But it was clear to me today…
that if I was going to leave this place unscathed, i
had to do everything he asked without a thought
of an argument.
He laid on the floor and I climbed on top him,
then held his dick with my hand and directed it
into my pussy, sitting on him slowly. I hadn’t
even settled into his dick properly when he
started to thrust from beneath me and my heart
began to race again. He grabbed my ass cheeks
without a care in the world and made me grind
harder on him, I placed my hands on his chest
and moved my hips in the best way I could,
rolling and whining it with all the expertise I
could muster, remembering the whining
techniques I had seen in the porn movies earlier.
He kept calling my name; together with so many
swear words and obscenities. He screamed when
I leaned back and raised my bum on him and
brought it down with such speed that he
straightened his legs and concentrated on
arriving at his climax.
His eyes shut tight and his fingers dug into my
ass cheeks and then he jerked his waist high up
raising me into the air as he did so and shut his
hot load of cum into me. I kept moving my hips
on him…my orgasm was just there, waiting for
one more move from me before it engulfed my
body.
I used my hand to rub my pussy as fast and hard
as I could, my cries getting louder and louder
until I raised my head to look at the ceiling….and
I saw the stars instead…After we got off each
other, Richard went into his room, collapsed on
his bed and feel into deep sleep. I went into the
bathroom, had a shower, took all my things, left
a note for him…and left his apartment.
I never saw him again after that day.
It isn’t always a bad thing to spoil your
boyfriend’s phone.RI HARD
Richard was fixated on his blackberry, furiously
attacked the keypad. He typed and laughed, and
then typed some more. Sometimes, the laughter
was longer, other times, he just chuckled.
He was at it for quite a while, oblivious to his
surroundings. I watched him do this for a long
while till I could no longer take it. I went over to
where he sat and abruptly dragged the device
from his fingers.
I hadn’t taken a step away from him when he
grabbed my hand and screamed for me to return
it.
“Are you alright? Have those evil spirits entered
you again? Richard screamed
“Give me back my phone jorr!” Richard added
“No…I won’t!” I screamed back at him
“Bia…Mabel, I’m not in the mood for your
wahala. Give me my phone let me reply my
messages. Please!” He begged
“Hmmm…Richard, you must be in the mood for
my wahala today o. I came to your house and
you just treat me like I don’t exist, always on this
your blackberry. What is it with you and this
phone sef?” Mabel lashed back.
“Ok, Mab. Please, I’m sorry. Let me just reply
those last pings and I promise to switch off the
phone” Richard said
“You won’t o!! That was what you said the last
time I came here. I even left that day with much
annoyance and you refused to call and apologize?
Richard why?” Mabel countered
He started laughing, his strong hands no longer
held me as he laughed. I wonder what I said that
had been funny. The laugh became a long, loud
and annoying one.
I got so enraged that I threw his phone at the
wall, and then the laughing stopped abruptly. He
looked at me for a few seconds, then stood up
and walked slowly to where his phone, or what
was left of it.
He picked it up, inspected it…then he brought
his face up to look at me again. I saw rage in
those eyes. My heart was beating faster, if there
was ever a moment I wished the earth to open
up and swallow me, this moment won’t be a bad
one.
I considered running out of the house but I was
just in bum-shorts and a t-shirt. I made a face
that I was sorry but words hadn’t left his mouth
yet. His eyes pierced into mine, he stood up.
His eyes narrowed as he looked at me.
He clenched his fists, his arm muscles rippled.
Was I going to get beaten to a pulp right now?
Was this how the Chris brown and Rihanna
incident had happened? Rihanna threw Chris’
iPad out of a window when he was chatting and
Chris did some justice to her face?
Was I going to be another Rihanna to this mean
guy standing a few feets away from me? He
walked towards me. I felt time stop, as he
approached. I made a mental note to go to
church and repent of all my sins if I survived this
ordeal. Richard stopped right in front of me and
asked a terrifying question.
“So you want some attention, huh?” His voice was
husky.
The way it normally sounds when a man is trying
so hard not to scream his fucking brains out in
your face. I tried to sound sorry…
”Richy, I…I didn’t mean to…“ I said with teary
eyes.
“Don’t bother with the explanations babe. You
wanted attention right? Then I’ll give you all the
attention you seek” Richard said with all
seriousness.
With that he grabbed my face and planted his lips
hard on mine. He was rough…very rough with his
kiss. He bit my upper lip in the process. It was
quite painful but somewhat enjoyable too.
I didn’t try to push him away; I was scared as
hell that he was going to hit me if I offered any
resistance. He pushed me to the wall then, held
me there; his hands went wild all over me. He
grabbed my ass and squeezed it like it wanted to
burst it, it was painful but erotic at the same
time.
He grabbed and pulled my flimsy t-shirt…tore it
off. I whimpered, almost sobbing. Richard must
be feeling like Hulk Hogan but I brushed the
thought aside as I waited for his next move,
there is very different from traditional Richard
but I like it.
There was this evil glee in his eyes, Like that of a
sex-starved lunatic who had just escaped prison.
Was he going to rape me? His girlfriend?
Should this be considered rape but I wasn’t
resisting him at all? He bit hard on a nipple and I
let out a small cry. I wasn’t sure where to put
my hands, on his shoulders or grab his ass; I
opted to put them by my side.
The pain mixed with the pleasure, because as he
sucked at my boobs, a finger had gone down, and
found my pussy. He massaged it roughly, forced
a finger in, then another.
What was he doing? Was this some kind of
punishment for what I did to his blackberry? He
continued to fondle me, albeit roughly than his
normal, gentle self.
The wall was very hard against my back. His
breath was hot against my neck as he kissed me
there.
“Suck me baby” his voice whispered in my ear.
“I want you to suck me real good” He added.
I wasn’t going to refuse; he shifted back a bit and
allowed me to get off the wall, that evil look still
in his eyes.
I got on my knees, his hand on my head, his
back against the wall. I undid his belt, and
unzipped the fly. I brought down the trousers
and the boxer shorts to reveal his full erect dick.
His cock had veins all over it, throbbing with
anger. I stroked and massaged it for a while then
I put the shaft in my mouth and sucked hard on
it, then I slowly let the whole size occupy my
mouth.
It felt like his dick was gonna tear my mouth but
I had this sick urge to swallow his shaft. I was
proud of myself the moment he began to moan,
rolling his waist, helping me brush my hair aside.
His shaft was thick and long but I still wanted the
whole of him in my mouth, I wouldn’t mind
swallowing his balls, I just wanted to get fucked
differently today and Richard was doing that
already. I can anticipate how much his steel will
stretch my pussy wall.
Fortunately, he realized that, and dragged me up
to my feet, turned me around then made me
bend and touch my toes. He grabbed at my
shorts and dragged it down vigorously.
The pain gripped me when he rammed his fat rod
into my pussy from behind with a loud grunt
coming from him.
I screamed his name… “Oh! RICHARD!”
I think he’d bruised my vaginal walls with that
one deep thrust of his. My pussy wasn’t well
lubricated to take such an assault from his
massive cock.
The feeling of his turgid dick inside me aroused
my pussy wall, providing the needed lubrication
for the exercise.
My heart was pounding hard against my chest as
I bent down further and felt him thrust harder
and deeper into me from behind, a grunt
escaping his mouth with each one.
I felt his hand grab my head from behind and
the other one was grabbing my boobs even as he
continued to thrust me from behind. I wailed
with each thrust of his, feeling the pain that was
being meted out on my pussy, it didn’t take long
before the feeling of pleasure replaced the
feeling of pain. My hands were placed on the
floor to hold my weight, Richard still had a hand
holding my head but the other one had now gone
under and was vigorously massaging my clitoris.
He would take his hand off my clitoris and
squeezed my boobs so hard, pinching my nipples
like he wanted to tear it off, I couldn’t complain
because of the pain and pleasure mixed, his dick
continued to ram into my coochie from behind,
sending several waves of pleasure into my body. I
should spoil Richard’s phone more often if I want
this sort of pussy treatment, I know I’ll feel sore
after but the present feeling is out of this world.
His fucking had always been good. He could be
romantic when he wanted to be, and a bit
hardcore or kinky a few times. Right now he was
assaulting me…because of what I did.
He was having his sweet revenge, the feel of his
dick inside my pussy and the way he vigorously
rubbed my clitoris was making me lose my
senses.
I had my head raised to one side, my mouth
open….tears were coming out of my eyes, I was
crying in pain and ecstasy. Richard stopped
thrusting for a while and put the fingers he had
been rubbing my clit with in my mouth and told
me to suck it. I sucked on the fingers and
moaned deeply to let him know I greatly enjoyed
the taste of our lovemaking in my mouth.
“Do you like it baby?” he asked me with delight in
his voice.
I moaned my agreement and nodded my head
since his fingers were still in my mouth, my
facial gesture just like someone about to cry, the
pleasure was killing me.
“Turn around and suck me baby” Richard said.
I obliged again, and turned around and held his
cock in my hands. It glistened with cum dripping
out of the tip of it. I put it in my mouth and
sucked very hard on it, making my head going up
and down at a fast pace.
He just hissed and sighed and exclaimed his joy
as I sucked hard on his fat cock. I used my hand
to stroke harder and faster on his dick and
squeezed his dickhead tightly while I licked and
sucked on his balls…letting my saliva drip all
over him.
“Ooh yeaaaah Baby…. now sit on me and ride me
bitch!”
I didn’t mind that he called me a bitch, this
wasn’t the Richard I knew. I had never seen this
side of him before. But it was clear to me today…
that if I was going to leave this place unscathed, i
had to do everything he asked without a thought
of an argument.
He laid on the floor and I climbed on top him,
then held his dick with my hand and directed it
into my pussy, sitting on him slowly. I hadn’t
even settled into his dick properly when he
started to thrust from beneath me and my heart
began to race again. He grabbed my ass cheeks
without a care in the world and made me grind
harder on him, I placed my hands on his chest
and moved my hips in the best way I could,
rolling and whining it with all the expertise I
could muster, remembering the whining
techniques I had seen in the porn movies earlier.
He kept calling my name; together with so many
swear words and obscenities. He screamed when
I leaned back and raised my bum on him and
brought it down with such speed that he
straightened his legs and concentrated on
arriving at his climax.
His eyes shut tight and his fingers dug into my
ass cheeks and then he jerked his waist high up
raising me into the air as he did so and shut his
hot load of cum into me. I kept moving my hips
on him…my orgasm was just there, waiting for
one more move from me before it engulfed my
body.
I used my hand to rub my pussy as fast and hard
as I could, my cries getting louder and louder
until I raised my head to look at the ceiling….and
I saw the stars instead…After we got off each
other, Richard went into his room, collapsed on
his bed and feel into deep sleep. I went into the
bathroom, had a shower, took all my things, left
a note for him…and left his apartment.
I never saw him again after that day.
It isn’t always a bad thing to spoil your
boyfriend’s phone.RI HARD
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