The Day I met yourhusband

The best whores are like you who need dominant men like me. You are always horny and your engorged pussy always.hungry to be used and fucked.

The weak fool you married probably likes big tits but has never really owned and enjoyed them. Just give me your address and I won’t show up like a coward in the night. I will knock on your door and if you answer I will call your husband to the door and look him in the eyes and say “Im here to fuck a whore”

You will realize suddenly who I am. You regret instantly that you gave me your address. But your first orgasm is not long away. I clench my teeth and I grab your husband by his neck and calmly tell him to not say a word or I will beat him unconscious but that if he plays it right he might find a secret or two out about his bitch wife.

He opens his mouth and says “Im sorry” , doesn’t he say that often? How could he apologize? I tell him to sit and he does. I turn my attention to you.

You scream “Get out!”. I give you a look, maybe you have never seen it before certainly not from your husband but maybe a college boyfriend an online fling or a neighbor that watched you tan in the backyard. The look that terrifies and soaks your panties. Your pussy lips quiver and your nipples harden.

I walk to you as the shock and the excitement overtake you. I walk up to you and our lips, meet my tongue tastes your mouth. It has been unused. You haven’t even been kissed passionately. I can tell because your heaving fat tits are shaking hard by the rush of your heartbeat.

I tear apart your shirt. It’s what is about to happen to your sloppy cunt. It’s soaking despite your man saying nothing and your impending rape about to happen.

I grab a fist full of your hair and tell you to take me to your dinner table. I bark at your husband to sit at the head of the table. I slam your head on the other end. Your ass up and your tits flowing out the side. They hurt as your nipple are unable to grow under the weight of power and the the fact your fat tits are drowning them and are smashed against the table.

I tell your useless husband to get rope and have him himself tie your arms spread eagle stretched you out wide. I look at your ass, while nice nothing could compare to your fat tits. I know you fattittied whores save all that fat up top. But I want easy access to both fuckholes. I grab a knife from the kitchen and you can feel it’s blade running up your thigh jeans.

You might be crying and weeping, maybe as a show for your weak minded husband. Maybe because you think you should, maybe because you feel that it might make me go easier on you. Maybe because you went to church and your Sunday school teacher told you not to or your daddy told you good girls don’t need cock rammed up their wanton pussy hole.

Whatever the reason your tears say one thing but your squirting pussy says another. I can see you on your tippy toes lifting your fuckholes in my direction. You can beg me, as I trust you will but deep down we both know you are meant to be fucked mercilessly and savagely.

How do I know you are squirting? An UNFUCKED suburban mom with a witless fool who is boring uncreative and unable to maintain an erection. Does he take Viagra? Do you have to massage his dick for hours? Or is he unable to punish you, afraid he will.hurt you or that it’s evil?

I know you are squirting because the wet spot has soaked through your light blue jeans. It has run deep in your thighs. Maybe you have pissed yourself from the fear but it smells more like cream juice from your cunt. Why are you such a wanton whore?

I take the tip of the blade and cut your jeans open. You feel the cold steel on your leg running up the stream of cumjuice. You have years of pent up cum gushing out. I stab the knife on the table right by your head. I rip open your jeans right up to your ass. I take the knife again and cut up your other leg again it tears easy, it’s soaking after all. I stab the knife by your big fat smashed tits. You you can feel the cold blade against your side breast.

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The fun is about to begin. It’s what you have needed and wanted for so long. It’s not a fantasy it’s a requirement. Your body daily builds up buckets of cum in your wanton pussy. Your swollen labia and neatly shaved pussy needs my big cock to skewer you in half.

That’s right, your unused virgin cunt is finally getting impaled over and over again until you are unable to feel nothing but my spear inside your bowels, crushing your guts and impaling your vagina into a big sopping mess of my cum and your creamy cum.

Your legs give way, they are now convulsing as wave after wave of orgasms hits you like lightning from your quivering clitoris up to your drooling mouth.

Your squeals as a pig shatter your husband’s earlier beliefs that you are a pure and innocent wife bent on making his life comfortable and his home clean. Meanwhile, all along you have wanted to be fucked like the cumdesperate ho you really are.

This fantastic rape has only just begun. I take a beer or wine bottle from your fridge maybe you don’t drink but it’s ok I brought my own. I command your cowardly husband to run and get it from the car.

I just need a handful of your fat whore tits squeezed in between my fingers, Fat filled cow udders. There is nothing I want more right now then to rape your innocence. To take advantage of your inexperience. To utterly and without regard to spoil your face, your cunt, Your fat sagging soft cow bags, Your virgin tight asshole.

You strapped tight to the table, A cum puddle at your feet, Two wine bottles thrusting deep inside you, I need that pussy stretched, Most women get that over time, today in one raping Your whore cunt will take my fist pounding in and out of it.

Your husband without permission to touch himself, But all weak men like him cum from a breeze, He will cum as your tits spill out your sides, I’m going to flip you overso that I can slap them. Leave them big giant cow tits bouncing and squirting milk, today it’s your ass I want. I muzzle you like the cunt bitch whore dog you are, I’m going to treat your worthless asshe to a gaping rape, You won’t stand, you won’t be able to sit.

It will seem like a gangrape, but it’s just me and you. Tonight a whore is unleashed. I want to dig my fingers deep into your.fat whore tits. Squeal you cunt, I know you are embarrassed, Your husband has never even controlled you this way

Aren’t you tired of being in charge?

Tonight you do as man tells you to do Go ahead be a good girl. I’m about to take that knife that cut open your jeans and your pussy with the handle, Let the handle press into your tight compressed pussy lips. Probably very shallow but also very wet, Can I drink from your vagina whore? I need to hear you moan as I bring my veiny thick monster horse cock to your opening, I grab you by the throat, I know this will hurt, I know stretching you this quickly in one violent thrust will bring pain and orgasm. Cry, plead, I can tell what you want.

I take a handful of your pussy drippings and flick them on your husbands face. He has Already weakly cummed on himself. Your face turns blue, you mutter and beg me to stop but Your husband needs to learn who owns you. Did he think he married an innocent girl? Has he been unable to release your whore because he can’t handle it? I’m your daddy , you and your enormous cow udders fat filled tits.

I bring my cock to the opening, My shaft begins to part those lips. Your pussy clenches, I force it open. Your cunt is swallowing my cock and trying to push it away, Your juices easing your rape, But in your mind you feel ashamed for wanting and enjoying it so much. You try and close your legs, I slap your fat tits. I grab your hair and slam your head back, You feel woozy and dizzy too much fucking. You’ve never felt so much cum pour out of you. I don’t care, You are a worthless whore for this one night.

My cock is hungry for your ass, Your hole already soaked from earlier. I grab my shaft, Dip it inside your heaving swollen twat ” Beg bitch, really cry, Really be a mess, afraid”

Your ass is going to be made a gaping rape hole. I laugh at what a worthless whore you are. I gag your mouth, I rip inside it deep, Your muscles in ecstasy contract. Hoping to repel a dominant cock from leaving you a cum filled gaping mess. My full shaft inside you, Coming out is torture, making you believe it’s all over only to rip it in further and deeper each time.

You tear, moan cry and push me away. Your husband stands up I bitch slap him. I look you in the eyes, You are my cunt bitch whore a fucking worthless huge cow.tits.whore. I have stretched it enough now to insert the wine bottle

Bottom end in first.

Take it in one crashing pump, Jamming it in one violent punch, Taking your cellphone and raping your pussy. Why are you cumming from this? Because you are a worthless slut. I hop on the table in the 69 position, And fill your cute mouth with my ass soaked cock. You can taste the juices. The bottle still stretching, The cellphone still vibrating inside you. My cock coated and creamed on, slapping your dumb fuck stupid whore face for.protesting.

“Open wide slut”

I just love that the police have arrived. I am ready to blow my load down your throat anyway, But instead of saving you, one stands in front of you, Takes the bottle out And takes a baton and fucks you savagely with it.

You choke on cock. The other cop takes his gun and Rams it inside your pussy. There is cum and assjuice blood sweat and dick cum all around you now. They don’t go slow. They fuck hard, They ram incessantly, The more you cry the harder they fuck you with it.

I haven’t heard you breathe for a full minute. My hot cum pours into you. I get off of you. The cops cum on you. You convulse in painful pleasure.

You whisper ” Thank you, Daddy”

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