The Homewrecker Ch. 09

The driver back to Fabonita's house was quiet, except for when she would let out a rumbling fart. I was used to her smells by now; I even found myself enjoying them when they weren't at too close a range.

"Fabonita..." I said hesitantly. "Is there any way you could take it easier on me... with my wife?"

Fabonita laughed thoroughly at that, turning to smirk at me.

"That is quite amusing, Michael. You are a very funny man. I like you quite a bit. If I did not, you would be under my backside right now, filled with my goodies. But I have been holding back, if anything. However, this cannot continue. Your wife Carol must know the truth of our relationship," she said.

"But... I promised her I would be with her forever," I said desperately. "I don't know what she would do if I broke apart our marriage like that. Things are already shaky between us."

"Marriages are best broken off quickly," Fabonita said authoritatively. "But in some occasions, it is fun to go slowly. Watching how she takes everything, seeing you slowly fall for me, worship me, surrender your will to me." She bit her lip, the edges of her mouth curled in a sinister smile. The car pulled into her driveway as we got out.

We walked in the front door to see four men in a line, apparently waiting for Fabonita.

"How are my boys?" she chuckled, walking past them, wagging her fat buttocks and sticking it out as she passed. Their eyes didn't move from her vast behind, and I could see a hunger in all of them. Their faces were pale and gaunt. None of them responded to her.

"These are my children, Michael. They all do what they're told. They've given up their lives for my fat latina ass, and these four right here have vowed to only eat from my behind. They've given me all their worldly possessions, and in return, I make them eat my shit!" she bellowed, doubling over in laughter as the men looked at her expressionlessly. "Their hunger for my poop is the only thing going through their mind right now. I have trained them, turned them back into animals."

She began taking her pants off, pulling them down as her massive, fleshy bottom spilled out of them. She looked over her shoulder at the men, who were visibly salivating over her enormous derriere.

"Terrence, you have been a good boy lately," she whispered, patting her fat cheek and beckoning one of the men with her finger. "You will be fed today. Come."

Terrence's eyes lit up, and the thin man rushed over to position himself under her disproportionately huge butt. The other three men sighed and looked down in anguish. Terrence raised his head up and opened his mouth obediently.

"Very good boy," she whispered, planting her large anus right on his lips, forming a perfect seal. I watched intently as her face tightened and her stomach contracted, as she forced her enormous turd into his eager mouth. Terrence's throat visibly began to expand outward as the giant load snaked down his neck. She sighed with pleasure, eyes closed in bliss as she filled the underfed man with her crap. At long last, she let out a deep fart, which bulged his cheeks, but even this he swallowed.

"Very nice, my dear," she purred, ruffling his hair with her hand. "Now lick up mommy's hole, make it nice and shiny." The small man pulled her cheeks apart, each one bigger than his whole torso, hungrily licking at her shitty asshole as if it were his salvation. His head became lost in her fat ass, as her fleshy cheeks closed around in, encapsulating it completely in her stinky, hot prison. Muffled farts rang out from inside, as Fabonita oohed and ahhed, shaking her rear with his head trapped inside. Soon, Terrence's cock, standing completely erect, began to spasm uncontrollably and shoot his cum all over the floor, despite him not even touching it. Fabonita giggled hysterically at this.

"Oh excellent job, honey! You came without even touching your cock, just from the smell of mama's big ass! Very well done!" she grinned from ear to ear, looking into the eyes of the other three, who looked back helplessly, each one wishing it was him who got to consume her waste.

"The rest of you, get to your chores! Do a good enough job and maybe I will pick you next time. As for now," she said, walking over to a computer in the corner. I followed her, curious what she was going to do now. My cock had never been harder from watching that scene.

"I can't let that scene go unwatched," she smiled slyly, opening a program on the computer. Inside the program, I gasped, seeing hundreds of videos pop up. She scrolled through the thumbnails for each, and I could see they were all videos taken inside her house. "The whole place is bugged, Michael. I make millions of dollars auctioning off my videos to anonymous buyers. And sometimes, if I'm feeling generous... I'll send one to the ex-wives of these men, just to show them how far their beloved husbands have fallen." She chuckled, selecting the video of what had just transpired and putting it into an email to Terrence's former wife.

"They don't want to watch... they all hate me. But they can't do a thing about it. You see, all of their former husbands are here out of their own free will. They can't do anything to me," she said, with a twinkle in her eye. She pressed send, and the video was off.

"I see you've become quite aroused by all this," she said, putting her hand on my throbbing cock, ready to burst out of my pants.

"Er.. well, I don't know—" I stumbled for a response, my fear and arousal simultaneously spiking.

"Shhhh, relax, honey," she said gently, unbuttoning my pants. "You just have to let things happen naturally, stop resisting so much. You have a lot of tension built up inside of you, especially in this cock of yours. My cock," she trailed off, pulling my rigid member out of my underwear. She bent down and took it in her mouth, her incredibly long tongue licking it from base to tip like it was nothing. Waves of pleasure rocked me like nothing I'd felt before as I melted like putty before her. My legs started shaking, as I all my attention converged on the most incredible sensations at the tip of my cock.

I looked down and saw Fabonita grinning up at me victoriously, her big, plump lips wrapped around my cock as her large tongue lapped slowly at the underside of the head of my cock. Her hand reached up and cupped the bottom of my balls, and she held them firmly, as if to signify that she had taken hold of them.

"Mine," she whispered, and I felt her laughing with my cock in her mouth, and I lost control, putting my hands on the table behind me to hold myself up as I let go. I knew she could feel me about to cum, as the suction on my cock intensified. I cried out her name spontaneously, as the pleasure became almost unbearable and I began to unload my cum into her hot, wet mouth. I lost sense of time and space, my awareness only focused on my cock pumping load after load into her greedy mouth as she sucked me dry. I could hear her giggling as her hand stroked my emptied balls, her mouth still sucking me for every drop I had left. Finally, with a pop, she pulled her mouth from my spent cock and licked her lips.

"Does Carol suck you like that, Michael?" she asked, still holding my balls.

"No... no, not even close," I murmured, still recovering from the rollercoaster of an orgasm.

"Your cock is mine, Michael," she said decisively. "Only I can touch it from now on. I have been feeling a little bit jealous that Carol has been sleeping with you and touching your cock since we have met. So I have decided you will no longer be seeing her."

My head spun with questions, as she completely threw me off guard. "But.. Carol's my wife," I sputtered. "I need to see her, she's already upset enough at me as it is! She's going to be furious! She'll dump me, I can't have that happen!" Tears began forming in my eyes, as I thought of what I had done. I had betrayed my wife, the woman I had pledged my life to. And with this evil, cruel mistress who broke apart marriages just for fun.

"I will make it easier, hun," Fabonita said quietly, standing up and walking over to the computer. "I will send her the video of what just happened, and let her know that I will be taking care of you from now on. All of your needs as a man will be met by me. She is still permitted to be your wife, but you will spend all of your time with me now."

"Please, no!" I cried out, running over to her and looking pleadingly into her eyes. "She'll end it with me for sure! My life will be over!"

"She needs to know," Fabonita said coldly, not taking her eyes off the screen. "Lick my asshole now, while I do this. It will engrain into your mind that I am the boss, and what I say goes."

Feeling despondent, I sighed. I could not beat her in any way. Physically, she was stronger than me. Mentally, she was sharper. She had more money, more power, and worse, video evidence of me cheating on my wife. Resigned to my fate, I got down on my knees and looked at her massive rump staring back at me. This would be my new master, my new lover, my new home. I parted her giant cheeks, and pushed my head inside her impossibly deep, cavernous rump. I began to lap at her foul anus, deferring my future over to her, utterly broken. From deep within her fattened, voluminous cheeks, I heard a loud CLICK. I knew that that was it, my marriage was over. As that thought was sinking in, I felt her dominant anus expand and a loud, vibrating burst of smelly, hot air was forced into my mouth. I knew this would be my future.