Natasha’s Revenge Film Pictures of big boobs

My ex-boyfriend was a two timing talent less, piece of rubbish and I decided that I was not going to let him get away with it. I’m going to punish him and have some fun at the same time. He always liked to film pictures of girls with big boobs and I was not happy that he had on top of everything else, shown pictures of me to friends.

He would not recognize me when he saw me as I changed somewhat since he last saw me 12 months ago.

I always had large breasts but everything else was also large. Since my transformation, caused by diet and exercise everything else had shrunk except my breasts.

A year working out with a personal trainer had also paid huge dividends.

I was a new woman looking for revenge and some fun. He had dumped me a year ago however someone told me “Revenge is best served on a cold plate”

Steve was about to meat someone he had not met before.

I stood in front of the full-length mirror and stared at my new look. I was wearing a black halter neck dress that I purchased at lunch time at a local designer store. It fitted me like a glove, the cleavage of my 36DD breasts poked out from the low neck line and the tight fitting material accentuated my slim waist. To supplement this stunning black outfit I also purchased some 6 inch stiletto heels and they made my legs appear even longer and shapelier.

I was running my fingers through my long hair, when the door bell rang. I now started to feel slightly guilty but also a sinister sense of happiness swirled up inside me, at long last Steve was going to get what he deserves.

I can only describe the look on my ex-boyfriends face when I opened the door as complete shock, like a rabbit caught in headlights of an oncoming car.

His large blue eyes were open wide and his chin dropped, he just kept staring at me. I didn’t say hallo I just gestured to him to come in and sit down.

I dimmed the lights in the room with were complemented by some well placed church candles. He could not keep he’s eyes off me, he said to me, “Wow, you look completely different, what has happened to you? “ He stated to flirt with me with his eyes to which I was now impervious to.

He said “You are fucking gorgeous”. I couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the pathetic moron “So, you really thought you could just show up here throw a bit of charm at me and one of your pathetic flirts and I was just going to forget how many times you fucked me over when we were an item, is that right?”

The smile on Steve’s face disappeared and was replaced by a look of timid expectation.

He leaned forward from the comfortable leather arm chair and said “But what err err are you talking about?” I stood up and walked towards him and stood in front of him “Well guest what you slimy scum bag, I didn’t forget what you did, I just had a lot of time to think about it.” He stammered, “Why, why did you invite me over then?” I replied “the why is not important, it’s the what and the how that matters.” My ex-boyfriend has never seen this side of me, I always kept it hidden. Steve stood up and started to walk towards the door. I blocked his path and lifted my knee to his balls. Steve stooped and put his hand in front of his groin area to protect himself. He led out a slight pained moan; at this point I was starting to enjoy myself and I realized that my nipples had become harder. Steve then looked me straight in the eye and said “I suppose I did deserve that.” I said, “Yeah, you are right, now you drop your trousers” Steve hesitated for a few seconds but smiled weakly and started to unbutton his blue jeans.

He’s jeans slid down to his ankles revealing a striped pair of boxer shorts. I could see his cock was standing to attention and one of his balls was hanging out. I pressed my body up against him and grabbed his hairy testicals.

I softly massaged his balls until Steve began to moan loudly. At this point I started to dig my long red nails into the skin on his testicals, he let out a scream and tried to move back. “Yes, no, yes” he shouted. I loosened my grip for a few seconds and squeezed his balls hard again, as he felt my long nails pressing in to his balls, he asked me in one breath to stop and the next he said “squeeze harder” I said “You like it when I squeeze your balls hard, don’t you?” He didn’t reply. I looked down at his erect penis and thought to myself, he enjoying this too much.

However, so was I, I felt my juices dampening my pink knickers. I pulled down Steve’s boxers and fully exposed his cock and balls. “Down on your knees” I instructed him. He obediently obliged. At this point he moved his hands up to my breasts and pulled down my dress and tried to pull my exposed breasts into his mouth. I said “No way sonny boy” and then I solidly planted one of my stiletto heels into his balls. He led out a scream and then started to rip my panties down.

He moved forward, still on his knees and he was in the perfect position to lick my moist pussy. Each time he flicked my clit with his tongue I ran my stiletto into his balls. He was now moaning spontaneously. As I jerked my hips I felt his hands squeezing my ass. He’s trembling lips were sucking on my clit, this continued for 2 or 3 minutes, I then leaned back and pushed him so he was lying on his back. I dropped my head lower and started to lick his sack.

I moved my middle finger between his balls and between his arse cheeks and I gently started to massage that area.

His cock was now rock hard. I moved my mouth up to the shaft of his cock and licked it fervently; my tongue was wet and quick to move across his fat shaft. He started to moan and groan. I led my mouth drop down over the top of his cock and started to suck in harder and harder.

At the same time I slid my middle finger into his ass in one fleeting motion, he screamed in ecstasy. I thought, “Fuck it, he’s having too much fun” I looked down at his pathetic writhing body, “O my god, he whimpered”  “I want you to suck me; I want you to fuck me”. “You are joking” I said. I walked back to him and pushed my 6 inch stiletto heel into his balls, harder and harder until he screamed so loud that I was worried my neighbors would hear. I grabbed his jeans and his boxer shorts and threw them at him.

“That’s it, that’s it Steve, you need to leave now” He looked at me confused and dazed “But I haven’t cum yet” he said pathetically, and I said “No you not going to”. I said “Get out; I will call you if I want to see you again.” At this point he hurriedly put his boxers and jeans on and left.

I don’t think he will be taking film pictures of girls with big boobs again

I never saw Steve again. However I enjoyed teaching him a lesson.

The End.

Copyright 2006 Nicky Zakes / big-boobs4u.com