Troy's exactly the person you described

Carrie pauses just past the top of the stairs and allows Troy to overtake her at the landing. Troy wastes no time. Rather than taking her hand, Troy grabs a handful of her ass and turns her toward the right, gathering her wrists in his other hand using his grip to guide her forward and steer her toward a room at the end of the hallway.

Troy pauses for a moment, shifts his grip from her buttock to turn the handle of the door, and firmly marches her forward using her breasts to swing the door inward and clear the way to enter the room. It's not a bedroom, but a corner study. The main feature of the room are three sets of large, full-length windows at the three angles of an overhang that looks out over the front lawn and entryway of the house.

Carrie's heart beats rapidly and she feels herself flush. Putting you in your place had been such a rush; the guttural *URK* you made as she kicked you in the balls resounds in her ears. She savors the memory of the gutted look on your face as she laid into you in front of Troy before telling the world on no uncertain terms whom she had chosen.

I'll bet your cock is hard out there right now even as your balls throb and you imagine what I'm about to do, cuck. Carrie never imagined that you would ask for this, but if this is what you want, she intended to fulfill your wish from beginning to end and with her whole heart. She had always thought that your sex life was great, but if you want her to find better options, she intends to do just that.

Carrie had felt Troy hard against her back as he marched her down the hallway toward the study. Troy was about to explain to Carrie, both verbally and physically, why every other girl in your life had made the same choice Carrie had just made. She had felt how slick her thighs were as they walked down the hallway; she couldn't wait to learn the lesson!

Carrie spins in Troy's arms in response to pressure on her wrists and feels his other hand grope her chest openly. She leans into his hand and feels his fingers pinch slightly at her hard nipples. She falls backward onto the couch after a brief push from Troy and sees him stand over her with his hands on his hips. He empties his pockets on a side table and tosses his phone on a stand charger. He strips off his shirt and tosses it to the side. He certainly cuts an imposing figure up top.

"So, little Johnny spilled the beans to you about how he and I got along at school, huh?" Carrie stares directly into his eyes and reaches forward to grab his shorts.

She nods, moving her eyes toward his crotch as she tugged at his waistband.

"He told you everything? About what I did to him? And you're sitting here, ready and willing to fuck me as a reward?"

Carrie drops his shorts to the floor and takes his dick in her hand. Well, I can see why none of the other girls returned little Johnny's phone calls after their first dates with Troy. Carrie doubts that Troy ever finishes a first date alone in his bed.

Carrie reaches one hand toward her wet thighs, scoops up the evidence, and uses it to lubricate Troy's cock. She looks up at him and cocks her eyebrow, smirking.

Troy laughs. "I believe you." He pushed her head back slightly and looked into her eyes. "So, you want to hear about my and Johnny's close friendship in college?" Carrie feels her heart skip a beat and her breathing hastens. This man abused you for years and now he's going to brag about it while fucking your girlfriend. Carrie didn't understand what powerful feelings this moment would bring. She wants this. She looks into Troy's eyes as she gently strokes his cock and nods. After verbally neutering you downstairs a few minutes previously (and maybe physically!) Carrie wants this. She needs this.

"I spent YEARS in college abusing your boyfriend." Carrie lets out a deep breath and closed her eyes. Her skin tingles and her nipples grow harder. She hears Troy's words in her ears as her mind's eye replays the humiliation painted on your face as she kicked you out of the house.

Troy continues, chuckling, "I didn't have any particular reason and he wasn't the only one. Why not? I was more popular, I looked better, I had more money. He didn't stand a chance and he knew it but he couldn't stop me." Carrie continues stroking Troy with one hand and moves one across her breasts, feeling the cadence of her own breathing increase and jolts of pleasure from her nipples as she rubs and pinches them while listening to Troy's words.

"Did he tell you about his dating problems in college? I don't think I ever saw him around campus with the same girl more than one weekend in a row." Carrie twists her hand up and down Troy's cock and her other hand up and down her abdomen. She opens her eyes and stares into Troy's. Her mouth opens slightly and her tongue wets over her lips. She nods.

"Yeah. I may have been a jerk to quite a few people back then, but Johnny was a special case. It happened on accident the first time; some chick I don't really remember canceled a date with him to hit the bars with me. She didn't even tell him. God, he was pissed. He actually had the nerve to chew me out about it. Me!" Carrie moves her hand down lower, rubbing it between her legs and moaning slightly from the tingling sensation. So you had had your entire college sex life ruined because of one coincidence and one complaint.

Actually, Carrie thinks, still stroking Troy's dick, you've had your entire sex life ruined because of that complaint. Carrie smiles.

"After that, I paid attention. And every time little Johnny got himself a date, I made certain that they got a taste of exactly what they were missing." Carrie slips a finger in between her wet lips and rubs a little bit deeper, squeezing her thighs against her hand and increasing the speed of her other hand wrapped (mostly) around Troy's dick.

"Mostly they weren't even in my league. Don't get me wrong, I showed them all a good time. Every single girl got a dinner Johnny couldn't afford, a ride in a car Johnny will never own and visit clubs that Johnny didn't even know existed." Troy grips Carrie by the hair and turns her head up toward his again. "And every single one of them spent the night riding a dick that little Johnny could never, ever compete with. None of them ever returned his calls, as far as I know, even though I never bothered to keep them around." He stares directly into Carrie's eyes now, a self-satisfied smile on his face. Carrie reminds herself to delete your contact from her phone and to put you on block later.

"I've never had any trouble getting pussy on short notice." Carrie could see where this was going and the hand pressing against her pussy became noticeably wetter. "That hasn't changed. And, as far as I can tell..."