Revenge Phone Sex Fantasy – Making the BBC Whore Pay – Part 1

Well hello there handsome. Welcome to my blog. This week I decided to write about a revenge phone sex fantasy of mine. So, if you’re interested in revenge phone sex or getting back at an ex, keep reading.

Lynn and I had been friends forever.

And I mean, friendship bracelets in the third grade forever. And while I’d like to say now that we’re both adults I love her just as much, I can’t. You see, Lynn married this amazing guy but didn’t realize how good she had it. Instead, she was ungrateful, and every time she called she’d be complaining about her weekly allowance or the size of her husband’s cock.

Now, I tried to be sympathetic but I was mad. Her husband was amazing, and I wished I could find a guy even half as caring and handsome as him. He worked long, hard, hours to make sure she never went without. The poor guy did all he could for her.

As time wore on I stopped thinking of her as my friend.

In my phone, her name was now Ungrateful Bitch. Every time she called she had something new to complain about, and some new stupid shit she was getting herself into.

Lately, she’d been into watching these horrible reality tv shows following families living in the ghetto, and had stopped listening to any music written or sung by someone white. Instead, everywhere she went rap and hip-hop blasted out of her car.

Soon, she was telling me the dirty details of her exploits into adultery.

Every day when her husband left for work, she’d leave to go explore the other side of town. I didn’t know how her poor husband didn’t notice what was going on. He even paid for her to have plastic surgery. She gave him some bullcrap excuse of not feeling confident or sexy in her body, and he was happy to support her. All he wanted was to make her happy, and it was never enough.

After the surgeries, Lynn looked a little freakish. She’d gone big. Her tits were so big she needed custom-made bras. Her chest was now a 34K. It looked to me like someone had superglued two cantaloupes on her chest. And of course, she got butt implants too, making her cute little bubble butt turn into this giant ass.

I tried talking to her husband, pleading with him to consider how he deserved to be treated so much better, but to no avail.

At least, until Lynn filed for divorce. By then, Lynn and I rarely spoke.

Worried about her soon-to-be ex-husband, I went over for a visit. It had been years since I’d last seen him, and when I stepped over the threshold I couldn’t help but notice how attractive he was. After a long hug, we sat down. As he told me about his life lately I couldn’t help but notice how good he smelled. Why Lynn, that ungrateful bitch, would have wanted to leave this man I’d never know.

I guess the bitch just doesn’t know how to appreciate the things she has. While I’d known for a while that Lynn didn’t deserve him, I didn’t think she would actually be stupid enough to leave him. Well, the poor man was broken up about the way things ended.

He didn’t know about Lynn’s taste for black cock, and he certainly didn’t understand why she got the plastic surgery.

Would you believe he thought it was his fault? He was crying as he asked what he had done wrong, what he could have done differently. It shattered the last of any love I had for Lynn, seeing such an amazing man break down, as he felt like he was at fault for her ungrateful ass.

So I decided I was going to enlighten him, to tell him all about his cheating, no-good, ungrateful whore of a wife. As far as I was concerned, it was my duty to give him the truth. I told him all about how his tramp wife was going out all around town fucking black men.

The ungrateful bitch would go around fucking any black man she could find. And not only with just one guy at once, she told me of the groups she’d get together, all black, all there to play with her. The hardest part was telling this poor, sexy, grieving man that she’d gotten pregnant several times and had “taken care of it” to make sure he didn’t find out about her cheating.

When we finished talking he wasn’t crying anymore.

He was angry, just as angry as I was. And so together we came up with a plan to get at least some revenge on his behalf. I’d never wanted to ruin someone before, but the ungrateful bitch needed to be taught a very powerful, harsh, lesson.

Thank you for reading part 1 of this week’s revenge phone sex fantasy. I hope you enjoyed it, and if you did and are just dying to hear how it ends you can buy my audio here.

If you’re looking for some more sexy reading, check out my friend Ariel’s blog on fucking her boyfriend’s best friend here.

Until Friday. Hugs and Kisses.

-Wren

 
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