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Putting My Wife In Her Place

by Verdana

(M/F, hard fucking)

Married for 15 years we had become overly accustomed to each other to the detriment of our relationship both in and out of bed.

My wife now used sex as a lever… If she was pissed off, which was often, she would withhold sex, sometimes for weeks on end. The only saving grace was that I now worked from home and so had the house to myself quite often. Unfortunately this became a double-edged sword as on one hand, literally, I could relieve myself whilst on the other I became more resentful of her and obsessed with the power I was allowing her to have over me.

After one particularly bitching I found myself in my study with my wife asleep. It was about 1:00 AM when I gave in and climbed the stairs to bed. As I undressed in the light of our alarm clock I looked at the shape my wife’s sleeping body made under the duvet. She was lying on her back diagonally across the bed with her legs apart.

For the next few minutes I just looked down on her imagining how she would look with the duvet removed, her nightdress twisted and her white panties partially displayed.

I gently lowered myself down to the mattress and slowly put my weight on the bed, praying it would not creak and disturb her.

As I lifted the duvet I peered underneath at her parted legs and mound, made smooth by the cotton of her underwear. I was now lying by her side supported on my left elbow.

I gently lifted the hem of her baby-blue nightgown to see where her lightly tanned belly met her waistband and knew I had to have her.

My right-hand dropped gently onto her soft stomach and she stirred. I held my hand still as she settled again. Trying my luck again I moved my hand up, under her nightdress towards her breasts but this time she started to wake.

Increasing my grip slightly I stopped her from removing my hand but she was now becoming wide awake.

“Piss off.  What the fuck are you doing? Leave me alone” were all phrases she used as she tried to move away from me to no avail. I now had my right knee between her legs and was rolling myself on top of her. I knew I was too heavy but didn’t care.

“Get off me. I don’t want to do this”. She continued. I put my left hand over her mouth so she wouldn’t wake our two kids in the next rooms.

My right-hand was now on her breast and I slipped it down to her pussy to get her wet enough to enter.

She still struggled but it did her no good as I brusquely finger-fucked her.

When she was wet I took my hand and opened my Calvins to release my hard dick. I roughly pushed it towards her hole and with a finger pulling her gusset to one side I roughly jabbed at her until her labia yielded and I was inside her.

All my weight was on her now as I moved my right-hand under her buttocks and squeezed…. Hard.

“You bastard” she tried to say. “This is rape”.

I released my left-hand and raised myself onto an elbow. Looking her in the eyes I could feel the hatred within her and just said “You’re my fucking wife, now fucking well act like it”! And I began to pump her in a strong and rhythmical way.

I could tell that she did not want to believe what was happening but, fuck, we were on the rocks anyway and I could never be convicted for doing this. I decided that ‘if’ this was to be the last time I would screw her then I would enjoy it, so I pushed myself onto my knees and forcibly raised her legs.

I removed her panties completely and roughly pushed her nightdress up to her neck. I spread her ankles apart, legs still raised and pushed inside her once again. As I leant forward I reached across to the nightstand and flicked on her light. I pushed her legs higher till she was bent double and started to pound her as deep and as hard as I could.

Within a minute she was involuntarily sopping wet and each jab saw me up to my nuts in her guts. She was going nowhere until I finished banging her.

I felt myself getting close to orgasm so I shifted my weight back onto my knees, spread her leg legs as wide as I could, her ankles in my hands and fucked as hard and as strong as I had ever fucked.

Her tits, totally unsupported now from two pregnancies were bouncing wildly as her body resounded to the jarring I was giving her. My balls were banging against her taught bum. Suddenly I went tight, my knees almost buckled and I was shooting my cum into her belly.

After 30 seconds or so I let her ankles go and she slowly lowered her legs to the bed. I climbed out from her parted thighs and flopped on the mattress beside her.

Normally after love-making I would get her some tissue to mop up the cum but this was not love-making it was out-and-out fucking and as far as I was concerned I was done and she was on her own. She just lay there dripping.

“You hate me” she said, looking at the ceiling.

“No, I hate what we have become… You a frigid old bitch and me now a fucking rapist.”

“Why were you so rough?" she asked.

“Sheer fucking frustration” I replied.

“From now on, if you want to sleep in this fucking bed you will do as I fucking well tell you… and no more fucking games. You are my wife and part of that involves sex. If you don’t like it then piss-off by all means, but the kids stay here."

“I’m tired… Go and clean-up your battered pussy and turn off the light."

The bed creaked slightly as she rolled off the mattress and padded off to the bathroom with her hand between her legs to catch my dripping cum.

She returned two minutes later, climbed back into the marital bed and turned off the light.

The future was set.

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