Susan Carter - A helpful wife

"Now, damnit, I'm going to fuck you!"

"No! Don't! Don't use that word!"

"Fuck, baby! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

Tim unbuckled his pants and slipped them down to his knees. Then he sprawled drunkenly on the covers as he tugged at all his clothes, and within seconds he was as naked as she was.

"Please, Tim! Please be gentle with me!" Melanie's voice moaned as he leaned over her nakedly defenseless body. He held her down against the mattress with one hand and ran the other greedily over the lush contours of her young flesh, kneading her ripely succulent breasts with hands he seemingly was unable to control. His head dipped down to the tender budding nipples, and he chewed hungrily at their pink tips until he could feel her resistance slowly giving way and the sweet taste of her skin filling his mouth.

"No, darling, noooooo!" Melanie mewled hopelessly, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. Her long blonde hair thrashed from side to side on the coverlet, her face contorted with torment and fear, as she cried out over and over until the sounds became nothing but incoherent mumbles of slurring words.

Ignoring all of his wife's moaning cries, Tim rolled on top of her and caught her naked young body as her long slim legs scissored out in one last desperate attempt to escape his brutal assault. Drunkenly, he held her wildly straining body tighter to the bed, imprisoning her, as the weight of his heavy chest tensed down upon her like a giant boulder. His hips fell heavily down between her full widely-splayed thighs and pinned her jerking buttocks tightly down against the bed. The soft fleece of her curly pubic hair brushed teasingly against his throbbing male hardness, inciting him to incoherent ravings of drunken lust. His knees spread her legs farther apart as he ground his lean muscular pelvis into her squirming, defenseless loins.

"I'm going to fuck you silly, baby," he hissed viciously down at her. "Yeah, I'm going to fuck you just as if you actually wanted it!"

"Ohhhhhhh," Melanie groaned haplessly, knowing she was to be brutally raped… Raped by her own unloving husband!

Tim Cartwright drove his hand down between the fear-trembling hollows of her soft inner thighs in his mad search to find the elastic snugness of her cringing little vaginal hole. He felt the blunt rubbery head of his cock slip moistly between the sensitive pink lips of her cunt until, using his fingers to guide it, he led it directly up against the tight pulsing hole of her pussy. He jammed his blood-rigid shaft forward with a groan, shoving it all the way up inside her soft white belly with one savage lunge of his driving hips.

Melanie felt his heatedly pulsating penis forcing its way along the tender walls of her vagina, pushing her resisting flesh before its skewering hardness like a sword slicing through meat. She winced tearfully from the excruciating pain, knowing full well from previous times that there would be no escape for her, no let-up of the torture until he had emptied his burgeoning testicles inside her and mercilessly filled her womb with his lewd cum.

Tim rammed forward again, hearing maliciously his testicles slap up against her twitching up-tilted buttocks. She ground her hips against the bed in a futile effort to relieve some of the brutal pressure, kicking out her legs vainly in the air on either side of his cruelly impaling body. "Timmmmm!" she screamed wildly. "Oh God, you're hurting me! Agggghhhhhhhh! You're hurting me so much, Timmm!"

The alcohol-crazed husband grinned obscenely as he heard her guttural wail of pain that had come bursting helplessly from deep in her chest. He pumped his rock-hard penis deeper and faster into her warmly yielding flesh, his thick shaft of meaty cock sinking with each demonical stroke all the way into her fear-quivering pussy, the warm wet walls of her cunt wrapping tightly around it.

"That's right, baby!" Tim taunted down at her. "Scream for it!" He flexed again, and asked: "You love it like this, don't you?"

"Uhhhhggggg!" she yelled piteously. "My God! You're killing me! You're killing me!"

"That's not the right answer, Melanie!" Tim snarled, thrusting even more savagely down inside her quivering belly. "You like it, don't you?"

"Ohhhhh, yes! Yes!" the tortured young wife cried out, tears running freely down her red-flushed cheeks. She was afraid now of offending him and making him crueler and more brutal to her than he was already, and she frantically lied: "Yes! I like it! I like it! Ohhhhhhh!"

Tim laughed more harshly in response to her babbling words, stroking more quickly in and out and pounding her tender, stretched vagina harder and faster. He moved his clawing fingers back to grip her supplely fleshed buttocks and pull her tightly grinding cunt closer to his driving loins, his vicious thrusts filling the bedroom with lewd, smacking sounds that blended with Melanie's continuous moans of torment and pain. His own breath became shorter and heavier, blowing out from his tight-lipped mouth in little gasping puffs, and his naked flesh gleamed wetly with beads of salty sweat. He felt himself lose the last remaining vestiges of self-control, and he howled out wildly: "I… I'm cumming, baby! Fuck back! Ohhh, fuck back!"

But even as he blurted out his climax, the first powerful streams of his hot white semen began to erupt from the suddenly expanding head of his throbbing cock, searing deep up inside the fleshy well of his wife's tightly pulsating cunt. His cum spewed forth with the rolling force of a tidal wave, burning Melanie's inner belly with liquid fire, drowning every fractional inch of her raw, sore little pussy until the hot semen spewed out around her painfully swollen vaginal lips. Melanie could feel the trickling sensation of his warm, wet sperm flowing down between her hair-fringed cuntal crevice and puddle on the clean white sheets beneath her wildly trembling buttocks.

And then her husband collapsed, his once-hard cock deflating rapidly with his momentary satiation. Tim fell exhausted across his nakedly cringing wife, one arm splayed wide across the bed and his legs like rubber limbs nestled between her involuntarily open thighs. Melanie stared up at the spent muscular body of the man above her, and in the wake of his spent-out passions, shame and revulsion filled her mind, tears falling like rain from her red-rimmed eyes.

"Why?" she moaned softly to him. "Why, Tim… Why do you treat me like this?"

"You'd never understand," he breathed huskily against one pulsing breast. "You'll never understand about a man's feelings. I'm no robot that can take being married to a beautiful woman like you and having to beg for a decent piece of ass."

"Don't… Don't talk like that to me!" Melanie hissed. "You wouldn't say or do such things if you loved me!"

"I love you plenty, baby," Tim responded, feeling anger once again building in his stomach.

"Only I married a statue, not a woman!"

"You… You're nothing but an animal! A sex maniac!"

"An animal?" He raised up over her, his face contorting with indignation. "A sex maniac?" He felt his limp penis begin to rejuvenate with new-found life, hardening out into as strong an erection as ever. He heard his fearful wife stifle a cry as she felt him push his rehardened cock along her semen-matted pubic hair and down into the moist slit of her lubricated cunt. "A sex maniac, am I!" he growled thickly. "Well, I'll show you just what a sex maniac – an animal sex maniac – can do to a frigid old prune like you!"

Tim never even gave her a chance to adjust to his sudden re-entry deep up into her womb, beginning to fuck immediately in and out of her like a dog gone wild. His only thought was to flood more hot cum deep up inside her where it belonged, and he vented his raging, drunken lust time after time, spewing her belly again and again with the thick, white liquid of his sexual frustrations…