For the third time in his life, and for the first time as a male, A fellin love. She was a small, intense, well-endowed woman who displayedhypersexual...behaviors of her own. A's entire worldview had been developedthrough the frame of men displaying dominating and cruel behaviors towardwomen; this relationship, in a very cruel and direct way, provided A withproof that females have the power to inflict emotional pain on men. Afterseveral emotional breakups and reconciliations, A's lover fled to. They preferred to visit the malls and look around the capitol.One morning, Jason went to collect Moira for a visit to the 'Old Mill'. He found her half dressed, curled up and shaking with sobs.Holding her shoulders, he asked gently, "What's wrong, sis?"Moira just wailed."Come on, Moira. I can't help if you don't talk to me." Oh, Jason, I'm sorry... It's just... you're going... away... to school... I'll... be all... alone..." and she wailed again, in agony."I'm not going that far. I'll be home. I resist, and give in to the torrent of pleasure racing through my body as my orgasm pulls me under. “Yeesss,” Dave grunts as my pussy contracts around him. His cock continues to plunge in and out of me, bringing on another wave of pleasure. “Dave!” I scream desperately into the bed, “fuuckk!” I cum hard again and my cries are muffled by the bed as he leans down against me, still pumping his cock in and out of my dripping wet pussy, and pulls on my hair, making me look up at the ceiling. He. She caught a glimpse of herself in the bedroom mirror. She was in her bra and panties, having disrobed during their foreplay. She liked what she saw. Three months ago she would not have been able to say the same. There was really not that much difference between then and now, on the surface. She may have shed a few more pounds since then, but, really, the difference she saw was seeping outwards from within. Three months ago was when she found out about the infidelity - multiple... Three.