Tales Of Forced Sex Vol. 07 Ch. 01

Tales Of Forced Sex Vol. 07 Ch. 01

I sit at home on the couch, waiting for my wife, Cassie to come home from her work day.

I've been unemployed for the last few months, and to be honest, there aren't too many jobs in my area.

My wife Cassie comes home from work, wearing a white satin blouse, a black blazer, black skirt and matching heels, and already she is looking pissed.

"Steve, this apartment is a mess! Can't you do anything while I'm at work?" She says, heading toward the bedroom.

I get up and follow her in there.

"Just relax, baby, why don't you come here and I'll make it up to you."

"You think I'm going to give you sex? I worked all day long, and you can't even have dinner ready when I come through the door, I bet you didn't even look for a job today, did you?" She says, sounding angrier then ever.

"Well, no, but, I told you there is nothing out there."

"Steve, you're fucking useless, you know, maybe my mother was right about you."

Cassie starts looking through her closet, looking for something to wear.

"Cassie, baby, I'm sorry, look, I'll try better, ok, baby?" I say, coming up behind her, and putting my hands on her hips and kissing her neck.

"Get your fucking hands off of me, ok? I'm going out for drinks tonight with some of the girls from my office, I expect this apartment to be cleaned up by the time I come back, Steve." She says, giving me the same bitchy attitude she always gives me when she doesn't get her way.

"Ok, baby, how about a quick blow job before you go?" I ask.

"Oh my God! You're incredible, you really think I'm going to suck that pathetic excuse of a cock, you better ask that whore down the hall for a blow job, because I'm certainly not giving you one." She says, almost laughing in my face.

She starts changing out of her business clothes and changes into a t shirt and jeans, and as she bends over, I spank her ass.

"Steve! That's enough, I don't have time for your shit, now the girls are waiting for me, so, don't touch me again." She says, checking her make up in the mirror.

I come up behind her and grab and handful of her long dirty blonde hair.

"I've had enough of your condescending, bitchy attitude tonight, time to teach you a lesson."

"Let go of my hair, you bastard!" She says, struggling to break free

I take the back of my hand and slap her across the face, knocking her back onto the bed.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? That hurt!" She yells.

I get on top of her and pin her down.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, you little bitch?" I say, again slapping her.

"STOP HITTING ME!" She screams, crying.

I rip her t-shirt open, exposing her tiny a cup breasts.

"The only way you get to fuck me is if you rape me!" Cassie yells at me.

"Oh, I'm not going to fuck you, you're going to give me a good blow job, you snotty little cunt!"

"Fuck you! You worthless loser! I'm not going to suck your worthless, limp cock! Like I said, go ask the whore down the hall, she'll suck your cock for $20! Oh that's right, you don't have $20, do you? Because poor Stevie doesn't have a job, good luck getting a blow job for free, little boy!" Cassie says, laughing at me.

As she says all of this, I unbutton my pants, and pull my cock out, and I climb up on Cassie's chest, wiping the head of my cock across her mouth.

"Open your mouth, whore!" I order.

She shuts her mouth, and I have no choice but to pinch her nose shut, forcing her to open her mouth, and I slide my cock right in, all the way to the back of her throat. I watch as eyes well up with tears, and her mascara starts to run.

"Aw, are you crying, Cassie? Don't have nothing to say now, do you, bitch?" I say as I start fucking her mouth.

She just looks at me and flips up her middle finger.

I start fucking her mouth, harder and faster, and I can feel I'm close to  cumming.

"I'm going to cum in your mouth, you nasty bitch!" I grunt, as my cock jerks, shooting my load inside her mouth.

I pull out of her mouth, and I close her mouth, and pinch her nose shut, forcing her to swallow my load.

"You're disgusting, you know that? Are you proud of yourself, you just raped my mouth? What's to stop me from calling the police?" Cassie says, still crying.

She gets up and tries to grab the phone, I again grab her by the hair, and throw her back on the bed.

"What are you going to do now, big man? Oh Steve the big man, proves he can rape his wife." Cassie continues berating me.

I take the torn remnants of her t-shirt and stuff it in her mouth.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch!" I say, once again getting on top of her, using my knee to spread her legs apart.

"Now I'm gonna fuck that slutty little cunt of yours, bitch!" I whisper in her ear, making her cry harder.

I reach down and unbutton her jeans, sliding them down, and I see a noticeable wet spot on her panties.

"Oh my God! This shit is turning you on, isn't it?" 

I just notice Cassie turning bright red with embarrassment.

I reach down and tear her panties off of her body, exposing her wet, hairy mound.

I stroke my cock a little bit so it's nice and hard, and then I ram it right into her tight, wet cunt, Cassie lets out a muffled scream.

I pull the t-shirt from her mouth, because I want to hear her protests.

"How do you like that, bitch?"

"Fuck you, I don't like it at all, this is rape, you sick bastard, I'll make sure you go to jail for this!"

I ignore her and start pounding her cunt, making her itty bitty titties bounce.

"Tell me you want this cock, say it, Cassie, I can tell you want it, just say it, say you want this cock!"

"Fuck you! I don't want your limp, worthless cock in me! Fuck you!"

I can tell she's close to cumming, and I reach down and pinch her clit, trying to push her over the edge.

She begins gasping and moaning, and I can feel her pussy walls getting tighter.

"Oh fuck! Fine! I want that cock, give me that cock! Give me that load!" She yells, as her back arches and she has a loud, intense orgasm.

At the same time, my cock jerks and I shoot my load deep inside her, I collapse on top of her, spent.

"Get the fuck off of me! Steve! I mean it, get the fuck off of me!" She yells.

I get off of her and let her up.

"Great, look what you did, I have to fix my make up, find a new top, and get a clean pair of panties. Oh, don't think my orgasm changed anything, you still raped me. I'm going to pack a few days worth of clothes, and go stay at my sisters, let's see you survive without my money, now asshole!" She says, slamming the door.

I just lay on the bed, thinking about the next time I violate my bitchy wife.