Enter David

David was your tormentor.

He was a brute, and you had managed to stay out of his way until middle school, when you bumped into him in the cafeteria. David shoved you to the ground and stomped on your kneecap. This was an improper introduction to him, as he wasn't just your atypical jock bully. While he had the build, he was a man of the mind -- a psychological executioner.

From that day, he marked you as his target. He assimilated into your friend group, quickly becoming the target of most of the girls affections. At any function, he would make it a point to make you the center of cruel jokes, but would excuse it as banter. He knew how to cut to the core of you too, making fun of your small size, your thin arms, your lack of body hair. He often did this by comparing your body to his.

By the time you were 18, he had fucked most of the loves of your life.

One of your best friends growing up, Lindsey, had let David take her virginity unbeknownst to you. You and David were over at her house, helping her reorganize some of the furniture. While you were in the basement, David kissed her roughly on the neck, shoving his hand down her pants. Lindsey moaned, instinctively reaching into David's shorts, jacking his thick cock to life, bringing it to full mast at 10 inches.

Lindsey couldn't help herself. She dived down, slurping and sucking like a wanton whore. It wasn't long before they were both completely naked, and the sounds of their intense fucking only made you question that they must be moving really heavy furniture upstairs. Without asking, David dumped his thick load into Lindsey's swollen, stretched out cunt. Her eyelids flittered with orgasmic aftershocks as her legs shook long after he had pulled out.

She never told you. She didn't want you thinking she was a slut.

Even Emily, your most recent ex, the girl you had taken to prom. You had believed things between you and Emily to be going well. You ate dinner, danced the night away, grinding on each others bodies, and proceeded to make out in the dark at the after party.

What you didn't know was that, at the after party, David was in the laundry room with several of your other buddies, who were cheering him on as he slammed his cock into Emily's cunt doggy style. He berated her, called her horrible names, and slapped her ass until it was tomato red, but all Emily could do was moan and cum like the cheating whore she was.

David would stop, pulling out of her to deny her orgasm until she said something mean about you in front of everyone.

"John is such a wimp!"
"I want to be his girlfriend and your whore!"
"Empty your balls in my cheating cunt!"
"Feed me your superior cum!"

David lurched, flipping Emily around and doing as she asked -- cumming in her sweet mouth. That was when she came out and started to make out with you. Your tongues flipped around each other, spreading David's cum along the insides of your cheeks and down your throat. When questioned, Emily acted disgusted -- said **** shots made her phlegmy, and that you had most likely swallowed some. All of your friends laughed and you were none the wiser.

David really wanted to stick it to you, though. Shove it in your face. Fortunately, there was someone else out there who had the same exact desires. And Penny knew of David's reputation, which made them the perfect duo to enact your demise.