“Look, you really shouldn’t be here.” My ex-girlfriend said, leaning back a bit against the sink.

Her 36DD tits strained against the thin material of her one piece sundress, nipples hard. She did this to me a lot; showing off. Teasing me. No bra, probably no panties on under that dress as well. My cock stirred a bit in my jeans.

“Look, I really need to find that ball cap. It was one of my favorites.”
She had somewhat reluctantly let me in, obstansively to look for a baseball cap and a few other items that had been left after our recent breakup.
“I’m sorry about coming so late. I'm pretty sure I know where it is.” I said.
“You could have texted me and I would have looked,” she said, sounding a little annoyed.
“I've been really busy, and I really don’t have time for this.”

Actually I had been busy as well, watching her, especially at night. The rear of her small house was a dense garden, with the window to her bedroom at lower than eye level - I had watched her masturbating, using a virbator, and had seen at least two different guys fucking her at different times.
One was a tall black dude with a long skinny cock. Sitting outside her window in the dark I watched her spend a lot of time lovingly sucking his dick. He would hold her legs open and stroke her with his cock until she was begging him to cum.

She had been putting off my advances, and I was getting a little frustrated.
Two weeks prior I had approached her with an offer; if she wasn't getting any I would stop by and “take care of her.” She declined.
“I am not really seeing dudes right now.” she had said, lying.

So I made an excuse to come to her place and see her.

“You are looking really good.” I observed.
“Thanks, “ said offhandedly, adding “and could you hurry, I have an early morning.”
She sat down on the couch and I moved behind her. With a quick motion I pulled a small rag doused with chloroform from a container of WetOnes and placed it over her mouth and nose.
There was a brief struggle, but the chemical quickly subdued her and in a moment she was splayed out on the couch, unconscious.

When she awoke she was stripped nude. Her five foot ten frame tied securely to her bed. Her legs were spread wide and tied down from each ankle to a point under the bed. Her hands were tied behind her back with a length of rope passing under her from wrist to wrist, keeping her hands at her side. She was gagged with a length of silk.
I was standing at the foot of the bed with black gloves on my hands.

When her eyes focused she began vocalizing under the gag, thrashing her head from side to side her blue eyes wide and crazed with fear.
She could see my hard cock, fat and pink with a black silicone cock ring tight around the base keeping the engorged member full and thick. I slid a condom on it.

I knelt between her legs and she began jerking her pelvis in a futile attempt to delay the inevitable. I held her hips down and slipped the head of my cock into her pussy, parting the full lips I had been missing so much over the past months.

Her big tits swayed and jiggled with the motion of her shoulders, trying to sit up and fend me off.
When she did rise she discovered the soft braided nylon rope around her neck that snaked back to the headboard. It tightened with each forward motion, choking her with each attempt.
She stopped moving, breathing heavily, her curly blonde hair falling in front of her eyes - her big tits rising and falling with each breath.

I slid the full length of my cock into her cunt and watched as she groaned helplessly and threw her head back in dismay.
I began stroking her cunt, my very fat and very hard cock slicing into her wetness.
My hands were filled with her big tits, kneading and massaging the big 36dds roughly.
I moved my gloved hands up to her long pale neck and wrapped my fingers around it.

I leaned forward and positioned both my hands around her throat and slowly began tightening my grip, strangling her.
Her pussy contracted as her hips bucked, squeezing my dick powerfully. Her mouth was open, gasping for breath under the gag like a fish gasping on a sidewalk. I tightened my grip.

“”I’m sorry my cock wasn’t good enough for you baby.” I whispered as I choked her.

Her body was spasming as I continued to stroke her cunt, her frame jerking and convulsing as I stared at the contrast of my black gloves squeezing her pale white neck.
Her blue eyes were wide, her hands gripping the sheets, legs kicking at the ropes. She was making a soft mewing sound that I stopped by tightening my grip a bit more.

I continued pounding her body with my full weight with a steady rhythmic thrusting that shook her like a ragdoll. There was no sound except the head board thumping against the wall with my motion and a faint rasping as she struggled to draw a breath.

I was lost in the experience of fucking her at the same time as squeezing the life out of her. Many minutes passed until I realised that she was no longer struggling, but taking my cock passively, limp and motionless.
I slowed my stroking to see a few small shudders run through her body, her big blue eyes were fixed and staring.

I released my grip and checked for a pulse. She was dead.
A tiny tremor jerked through one leg, purely involuntary.
Removing her gag, I took a handful of one big tit and contined fucking her lifeless body.

It was the idea of my cock inside her expired body that brought on my orgasm.
Suddenly I came in a series of powerful waves that rocked my body. I held my cock deep in her cunt until the lengthy, intense orgasm subsided. Leaning back, I looked at my big cock, still fat and hard, inside her pussy - spearing her lifeless body.
I pulled my dick out slowly and carefully and saw the condom on my cock was full of a huge load of cum.

As I removed the ropes I took in my pretty ex-girlfriend splayed out on the bed. Her eyes were still blue but now staring at some unseen object in the distance, a tangle of blonde hair obscured part of her pretty face, her legs still spread wide. From the bedroom wastebasket I pulled a used condom, full of cum and knotted at the end; from last night's black dude. I snipped it open and proceeded to plant semen from her new lover into her pussy, stomach and thighs.

“Thanks for the good-bye fuck, honey.” I said as I continued to clean up. “I hope it was as good for you as it was for me.”

It was very dark when I slipped out of the house, into the night.

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