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Terry
Chap 6
by roccodadom44
roccodaodm6969@yahoo.com
Terry was lying in Peters bed, sunday morning, thinking about last night. As she mentally pieced the action together she got more and more aroused. The visions of hubby getting beaten by Peter fired her up. But she knew all that mattered was the feelings Peter brought out of her during their intense lovemaking, when they got to Peters place. "He is so much better than any man Ive ever known." It wasnt even just the great sex, he could talk about varied subjects, yet always showed interest in Terrys life. Terry was sure she needed to be with Peter but was still unsure of the next step. When she felt Peter stirring she smiled and gave him a wakeup kiss and felt completely comfortable with a guy she met 24 hours ago. Peter, on waking, went right at Terry and in no time he was assaulting her oversized tits. While Terry massaged Peters monster, she kept thinking how easily she could accept it in her dripping cunt. She knew she would never fuck a small dick again. Peter rolled on top of the very ready Terry, and he went into fuck overdrive, and in no time Terry was shouting like a wild woman. Peter blew his load as Terry was getting her third cum and they went off together. They truly were one for that brief moment and now they were both content to lay next to each other breathing deep. Peter lay satisfied watching Terrys breasts rise and fall with her breathing and noting the size of her almost half inch nipples. Terry idly stroking Peters half hard cock, was again lustifully staring at its immense size and she also thought his balls were at least twice as large as her hubbys. "If I have a baby I want a man like this to be the father, not a wimp like Dan" she thought. She did concede, merrily, that if she kept smashing his undersized balls they would soon be larger than Peters.
Meanwhile John had gone and checked on Dan in the shed during the night when he had to piss. He was pissing on the fools face when the loser came around, he just opened up and took it. John next untied sissy Dan and made him suck his cock while stroking his own little pistol. John had to admit the slob was giving him a great slurpie, knew they could get him to do anything they wanted. When John was ready to cum he took his cock out of Dans hot mouth and sprayed his ugly battered mug. "You are really gonna get fucked up asshole. I never liked you and Im going to delight in your destruction" the clearly excited John spat at the now openly bawling baby. He tied Dan spread eagle on the cement floor, stroked his tiny cockette till it came two little spurts of semen,dripped the useless batter on the stooges face, left him with a spermed and tear stained face and a raging four inch pecker. As John returned to bed he was impressed at how far they had fucked up Dan in a day, really wanted to get on with the show, this thing couldnt be stopped now. He thought that they needed to get more people in on the fun and wanted to let his wife, Becky have a crack at Dan. Becky loathed weak men and John knew she already despised thier neighbor as weak and pompous. John was thinking how nice it would be to watch Becs and Terry have a go at dimwit. He was almost dressed when he again smiled at how quickly Peter and Terry hit it off. He knew Peter would not stop till dhis supposed rival was wrecked physically, financially, and emotionally, John couldnt wait to participate in this mayhem. He had a boner all the way to the airport to pick up his wife at 915am.
After Terry and Peter showered they talked to John and they all decided to meet for brunch at a nearby restaurant after John picked up Becs at the airport. Terry and Peter would stop at her house and go next door and check on the dope in the shed. Again Terry smiled at the wildness that had all begun because she had a leaking tire that her less than manly husband couldnt fix. When they got to the house Terry was so excited at the suspense of what Peter would do to her husband. She laughed realizing she was soaked in the crotch. "Lets get the fucker out into the sun so we can have at him" Peter bellowed and Terry knew he was gonna get violent and hubby was gonna get beaten senseless. Peter opened the shed, undid Dans hands and feet, hauled his fat ass up, threw him out into the yard in seconds, like he was asack of flour. Terry was cackling at her dumbass husbands shocked expression, his piggy eyes sqinting in the light. When they both saw the cum on his face they went taunt crazy on him. "You dirty fag" cried Terry and she spit in his ugly face. " Dont worry sport, Ill baste your face soon enough. First lets clean you up some" slyly added Peter. As Dan trembled with fright Peter spit in his face and demanded "on your knees asshole and quick." The coward dropped on the ground to Terrys amusement, what a slag. "Good boy" taunted Peter "now take my cock out and hold it with both hands." Terry loved the look of awe on Dans slimy face, she couldnt blame him. as he had both hands on Peters monster and there was plenty left thought Terry excitedly. "Now Im gonna piss and your gonna wash your face with my hose asshole, understand?" roared Peter. Danny farted from fear and Peter and Terry were breaking up at the fools inability to control himself, Peter saying maybe they should pulg his stink hole. As Peter pissed, the fag move his cock around, washing his face as if it was all normal. When Peter demanded he drink the rest Dan did it with wide open mouth and wiggly inviting tongue. Terry blazed with hate for the pervert, knew she wanted him dead, flashing neon red letters, capitalized. "Wow", she thought,"thats how I really feel. I want him dead." It scared her, but more than that it got her fired up like nothing else. When Peter finished pising he went straight into choke fucking Dan and Terry was mesmerized by the colors her hubbys face turned as her lover had his whole foot of manmeat buried down Dans throat, was pinching Dans ugly nosed closed. "His throat is massaging my cock nicely as he chokes" Peter sighed contently. "Fuckers good for something" Terry allowed. Peter came quick and when he withdrew the gasping hubby puked and fell face first on the lawn. Terry started to kick him all over, soon as Peter recoverd from an excellent cum, he joined in. Dumb Dan came to and knew the drill, when he got to his feet they would stop kicking him. He was up fast for a lardass, thought the angry Terry.
They realized that they had to get to the brunch, so Terry ordered Dan to get Peters dirty laundry they had brought from Peters this mornong. "You can do my lovers laundry while we have a nice brunch with John and Becky and decide your fate asshole" cried Terry. Peter smirked at the way the fool scurried for his dirty clothes with that bent over beaten walk, Peter was hot to get on with it. After making Danny boy seperate Peters whites and colors with his mouth, sniffing Peters dirty socks and underwear, Terry and Peter headed to brunch and left the freak to do Peters laundry. John and Becs were already in the restaraunt parking lot, they were kissing and groping like teenagers. John was hot from the action with Terry and Dan and Becky couldnt wait to have a go at that miserable clod. John had filled her in from the airport and she was sure she was gonna go hog wild on piggy boy. Whe she saw Terry and Peter pull up next to them, Becky had her dress around her waist and her tits exposed. Terry said "Wow they are spectacular Becky" and she immediatly climbed in and started sucking on Becs sensitive nipples while John continued to fingerbang his wife. After they gave Becky her welcome home orgasm, the happy foursome went to a huge brunch and got down to how to handle the fatass that was Terrys husband.
The brunch bunch had a wonderful time chatting and laughing and discussing everything but the eight hundred pound gorilla in the shed, so to speak. Becky finally brought it up and when Peter and Terry recounted their last encounter with Danny boy, Becs was visable hot. "You know Terry. I always despised your husband, thats why Ive been kind of cold to you. But Id love to be friends with you now and help give hubby what he seems to need." "Oh Id love it" cried Terry, she then sighed, "We should be friends and the four of us should be friends, but I have to correct my mistake named Dan." "Dont worry I can assure you we will take everything in court" Peter told her. "What if I want him gone as in gone forever," quietly asked Terry. For the first time since entering the place, all four were silent as they mulled the implications of Terrys plea. Amazingly enough they analyzed all the angles and came to a quick, hard decsion. As Dan had a 350000 life insurance policy, he really was better off dead. Terry would have to wait till asshole was 55 to get his college pension and hers was worth more anyways. If her significant other conviently had a heart attack or some other sudden natural death Terry got 350000 tax free in weeks. Peter said it would be simple, seeing Dan had been told he was at risk for problems because all his relatives had heart attacks. Becky said one of her girlfriends husband was a pathologist and she would have him do the report. John offered to get a friend who owned a funeral parlour to do the burial, adding "We can damage his body to our hearts content and no one will be the wiser. Wow,Terry thought, this is like a racing train and I cant, nor do I, want to stop it.
The four conspirists fine tuned the plan and right there in that booth they sealed Terrys faggy hubbys fate. When Terry mentioned the finality of it, Peter assured her "We are doing him a favor. What does that piece of shit have to live for." "Yeah we can send him out with the ultimate wimp fanatsy: tortured to death by his wife and her lover and friends," laughed John. Becky told the still nervous Terry, "You know you want this more than any of us. You cant be married to that creep anymore. You also owe it to hubby to send him off in the manner fitting such a pervert and you know he will get off on the abuse." "I know, I know," cried Terry, "but then what?" Peter took Terrys hand and staring into her eyes solemnly declared "Me and you take wimpys money and have a blast, live happily ever after." Terry was sold and started deep tonguing Peter while Becky and John looked on with great anticipation at the party they were gonna have. John said he felt he had to invite Sal the mortician and Becky said Dr Tom and his wife, Lisa, would also want in on it. Peter wanted to do him right and said everyone come up with something nasty to send him on his way. As they all headed to the cars, Terry thanked them all and they all hugged her. Terry and Peter headed to Peters house to get some play stuff as Peter told the others, while laughing. And Bec and John were going to get their friends and then head home and get asshole prepared. Anyone seeing these good looking people leave the restaurant would have thought them sharing some emotional get together, they would have been right, bloody right.
END OF CHAP 6
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