My Ex's Revenge [muscle, domination, Male-on-Futa, Futa-on-Male, size difference]

I used to be a real asshole.

That’s not an understatement either. I was the most typical asshole, the stereotypical asshole that anyone could ever imagine. I was an entitled jerk. I liked to bully people, was…still am…a very handsome man, and a natural athlete. I tower over most people at six and a half feet tall and still keep myself in top shape. Hitting the gym was ritual to me and it showed. I really took advantage of that fact in high school when I started to come into my own. I was a star football player, homecoming king, and quite the sex fiend as well. I loved sex…still do…

I realized when I hit puberty that I was bisexual, but I think it wasn’t that I found men and women attractive, rather I just saw a hole as a hole. I loved to bend people to my will, I liked being in charge and I was always on top. Girls threw themselves at me, and at first it was satisfying, but I eventually realized I wanted a challenge. I would go after the girls who were turned off by my all-American jock persona, and every time I would eventually wear them down until they gave up the goods. I would do that with guys too. Especially the scrawny little ones. They were no different than girls to me. Their tiny little bodies compared to my tall muscular jock form were just as delicious as a woman’s.

When I went to college I really let my sexual appetite go. Four years of using the campus as my own personal sex playground. I also found new kinks I didn’t know I had. I developed a taste for domination and loved hunting down new subs to use as my playthings. I never found a plaything that could handle or resist me. By the time I had them undressed my cock was eager to plunge deep and fast and hard. Some would cry and plead for mercy as I buried my rigid shaft inside, but by the end their pain would become pleasure. I just had that effect somehow. I didn’t care though. All that mattered was that I got my nut off inside another bimbo.

Four long crazy years of both girls and little femboys all coming back to my bed where they would quickly realize I loved it rough. We’d tumble onto my bed and I would crawl atop them. My much larger body smothering their much smaller ones as I drove my eight inches of steel hard flesh inside. Some didn’t like it as much as others, but it didn’t bother me. I got what I wanted, and there were plenty others to replace them with.

Near the end though my reputation as an aggressive lover started to catch up with me. Some of my more vindictive conquests would go out of their way to warn some of the younger, easier targets I had my eyes on about my peculiar bed habits. However, I still had a steady supply of tight cunts and bubbly butts to pound all the way up to graduation.

Naturally it didn’t take me long after college to get a nice lucrative job in the city. I was making money hand over fist and lived in a city of millions to sate all of my sexual appetites with. My life was perfect and I felt like it would never slow down. Until the day I met my first real girlfriend…

Her name was Jess. She was a tiny little thing, around 5’ 3” dirty blonde hair, bright blue eyes, narrow waist, ample hips, with small perky tits and a nice round ass. She was a tease and I worked overtime trying to get her to bed with me. I’d never met anyone who could resist my charms the way she could. It took a month before she finally caved and went on a date with me. It was quite an experience. I actually found myself attracted to her for more than just the promise of a good hard fuck that would leave her sore and me satisfied. The date ended with her only teasing me, a kiss before she left (after much protest and attempts to get her to come home with me) and I suddenly found myself having a dire case of blue balls.

After three dates, my balls became so backed up that I couldn’t take no for an answer. I invited her to my apartment that night for dinner and afterwards she found herself on my couch as we both passionately kissed and rubbed up against each other. She tried to pull away as my hand tried to slip inside her shorts. She stopped me and became very serious saying that she had something to share before we went further. My cock ached and my balls were uncomfortably swollen as she stood up in front of me and slowly pulled down her shorts. Her s

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