BBC Revenge Sex – How I Fucked my Bitchy Landlady’s Boyfriend

BBC Revenge Sex – How I Fucked my Bitchy Landlady’s Boyfriend

BBC revenge sex – yes, it sounds naughty and fucking awesome, right? It all started a few years ago when I moved into this suite attached to a woman’s house. At first, she was very nice to me, inviting me to her parties and everything. She was dating this gorgeous black man (whom I’ll just refer to as Tyler) and I knew right away he was a player.

It was very obvious to me, and right away. He always approached me from certain angles, shining a row of straight white teeth, and the way he never failed to check me out was obvious. I was courteous but never flirted back. You see, I actually wanted to maintain a good relationship with the landlady, (whom I’ll just refer to as The Bitch).

Yes, as you can guess from the above sentence, the landlady slowly began morphing into a bitch.

And that’s when the idea of BBC revenge sex crossed my mind.

While I certainly do enjoy fucking married men, it’s mostly been strangers up to this point. Never somebody’s husband, or someone’s boyfriend (or girlfriend).

You see, this woman was sort of religious. Actually more than sort of. Very religious actually, which was sort of hypocritical since she lived with Tyler and they weren’t married. Is that not supposed to be a sin, or something?

To this day, I can’t remember when The Bitch began behaving like a cunt towards me. When she overheard me giving phone sex and realized (oh, Jesus Christ have mercy on her soul!) that she was renting her apartment to a mother fucking Mary Magdalene? Or when she noticed how Tyler was always, always checking out my big double Ds? Either way, BBC revenge sex got on the menu pretty fucking quickly.

The invites dwindled away. No more annual Christmas party. No more. No more cordial smiles, chit chat or anything like that. I mean, whatever, she’s like a hundred years old so it’s not like I really cared.

But my BBC revenge sex plans rapidly formed in my mind when she started slacking on her landlady duties.

It started small; here and there; like an outside light bulb would burn out and she would ignore my texts about it. Or tell me to get one of my friends with benefits to help me. Same thing with the trash disposal, which would consistently break down because, like, it’s a gazillion years old and way past its prime – just like her.

So I stayed sweet, and smiled a lot, swearing under my breath and started openly flirting with Tyler at this point, thinking of my BBC revenge sex plans. He was more than happy to help me out fix the problems around the apartment that The Bitch was blatantly ignoring.

One day he came back from a bicycle ride and was especially sweaty. Sweat is kind of sexy, first of all, and his biking gear – tight bicycle shorts – left little to the imagination.

I felt myself get turned on, looking at the outline of his BBC, and because I was about to FINALLY get my revenge. It was time for BBC revenge sex!

Stay tuned for part II of this TRUE story!

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