panties, and with one cloth-shearing tear he yanked the fragile garment down so that the fearfully trembling mound of her pubic triangle was revealed defenselessly before him. The sparse cuntal hair shone a tempting golden-brown and the sight of his wife's creamy nakedness sparked uncontrollable flames of lust in Tim's hotly burning body. With a few vicious jerks he pulled the nylon panties down her sleekly contoured legs while Susan moaned in agony from the sting of the tight elastic scraping against her smooth flesh. Finally, she was completely naked.
'Oh God,' she moaned, trying to cover herself with her hands, 'Oh God, help me!'
'Shut up, bitch!' Tim snapped drunkenly, tossing the torn panties aside. 'Stop whining! I want a woman for a change, a real woman!'
The roused husband grasped his wife's tightly clamped legs and forced them roughly apart so that the moist pink flesh of her vaginal slit was revealed to his drunken gaze. With a snarl of animal passion, he lowered himself onto the bed between her splayed limbs and, spreading the soft cushions of her vaginal lips apart with his thumbs, he obscenely buried his face in her defenseless pussy. Abruptly he flicked out his tongue and ran it wetly up and down the length of her warm perfumed pussy furrow.
The shock of this sudden action made Susan jerk back involuntarily in humiliation. It was unthinkable to her that he could inflict such a thing upon her, and she tried desperately to squeeze her legs together to prevent her passion-crazed husband from exploring her private regions so crudely. But she was powerless against the onslaught of his alcohol-quickened desire.
Roughly he flicked his tongue up and down her blushing red slit, each wet assault sending fresh stabs of shame and anxiety throughout Susan's tortured young body. His eagerly questing mouth soon found the fleshy little bud of her clitoris, and with salacious relish he began to suck and bite on that tender nub, trying to make it harden, hoping to rouse his frigid wife into a state of wild throbbing desire that would match his own. The little phallus-like button involuntarily grew hard from his insistent oral probes, yet Susan experienced only a deeper feeling of debasement. She could not and would not submit to his animalistic attack! It was too humiliating! She began to resist his attempted rape with more determination, and suddenly her hands reached down to clutch fiercely at his sandy-colored hair. She pulled at his locks angrily, wanting to hurt him for his attempted subjugation of her.
Tim howled in pain and pulled away from her, his fury mounting with volcanic force.
'Damn you,' he shouted wildly, 'Goddamn you, you ice-cold bitch!'
His mind seethed with uncontrollable anger now, and the last traces of tender human sentiment fled his mind. If she was going to pull tricks like that, treat him like a dog, then he'd show her he had a few tricks of his own! His massively pulsating cock jerked in excited need for release, and, with an evil gleam in his eye, the outraged young husband suddenly got a hard grip on his wife's hips. Almost before she knew what he was doing, he had roughly forced her to turn over on her stomach. Then he slipped his forearm under her belly and pulled her loins upward so that his uncomprehending young wife had to prop herself up on her elbows.
Treat me like a dog, huh? Tim thought darkly as he gripped the throbbing thickness of his frantically lurching cock. Well, baby, two can play at that game. If I'm a dog, then I'll fuck like one, then maybe you'll respond like a bitch in heat for a change!
His eyes glazed with anger, Tim grabbed the trembling globes of her buttocks harshly, his fingernails digging into the resilient white flesh, sending stabs of pain through his wife's naked young body.
'Aaaaarrrrgggghhh!!' she screamed, shuddering in agony from head to foot. 'It hurts.'
'That's nothing, baby, believe me, that's nothing,' he snarled down at her.
His mind whirling with rage, he began to trace his middle finger down the crack between her ass-cheeks and over the tight brown hole of her anus until it found the firmly clenched entrance to her vagina.
A cruel drunken smile of anticipation played across his lips as his hand slowly began to explore her pussy from behind.
Susan shuddered from head to foot, mortified with the overwhelming shame of her situation. Tim had forced her into the most humiliating position imaginable, propped on her elbows and knees like a cowering pathetic animal. A beast, just like Miss Whitfield had said, a panting, lustful beast! This was the man she had married! Slowly his extended middle finger began to worm its way up into her tensely contracted vaginal passage, and she quivered in trepidation as she felt it burrow inside her burning cunt. With a gasp of horror, she realized that he was going to take her this way, from behind, like a drunken savage. In the next second she cried aloud as Tim shoved his finger all the way inside her dry tight cuntal depths and began to prod and rotate it mercilessly to lubricate his entry.
'Please stop!' she cried in agony. 'Stop! Pleeeeaaasssee!'
But Tim was fiercely determined to punish her for keeping him at bay so long, and he rammed his rigid middle finger hard up into the farthest recesses of her bruised and aching vagina as his tortured young wife moaned in pain, beads of perspiration breaking out on her forehead. Desperately she tried to pull away to escape the pain and humiliation but Tim easily tugged her back, gripping her tightly by the shoulder with his free hand while he began to brutally finger-fuck her with the middle finger of his other hand, in and out, in and out, until finally the tortured walls of her cunt began to widen and release involuntarily their warm vaginal fluid.
Satisfied that she was wet enough, he withdrew his finger from her vaginal depths and took hold of his huge distended penis, pulling back the soft foreskin to reveal the red swollen cock-head, and then guided it carefully between her ass-cheeks until it was poised directly at the tensed waiting entrance of her cuntal sheath.
'Oh Tim,' she mewled piteously, 'please don't do it, not this way, oh please!'
But it was no use. With a savage cry of passion, the lusty insurance salesman thrust his hips forward with a vicious jerk, burrowing his eager cock halfway up his wife's tightly clenched cunt. The force of his scathing entry sent Susan's body hurtling forward as tears of shame and hurt began to roll down her hotly flushed cheeks. She was being totally degraded by her own husband, taken in the most debased manner she could imagine like a gutter prostitute, forced to kneel before him, helpless to ward off his drunken intrusion!
Tim leered down in glassy-eyed triumph and then lunged forward again so that his lewdly throbbing penis penetrated up to the hilt into her wet cringing pussy. Her fiercely tightened vaginal muscles clasped around bis hard-driving cock in a vain attempt to expel the cruel invader, but it was totally useless. Slowly, Tim started to fuck her, in and out, each painful thrust stretching the fear-ridden walls of her pussy wider and wider.
Susan hung her head in shame, her light brown hair falling forward damply over her face as Tim began to drive into her in a steadily increasing tempo. Her submissively kneeling young body was wracked with an agonizing mixture of pain and humiliation, and she sobbed in defeat as she felt his huge swollen balls swinging and slapping against her cruelly buffeted hips. She could hear his lewd groans and heavy breathing behind her as he rotated his pelvis sadistically, forcing his rock-hard penis in and out of her helpless ravaged pussy.
The tortured young bride was nearly unconscious now, almost overwhelmed by the pain and shock of her husband's brutal rape. But just as she thought she could endure no more, a strange thing began to happen. Unable to resist his powerful onslaught, she began to surrender, and as she did, a totally new feeling started to ripple faintly through her impaled young body. Unbelievable as it seemed, out of the depths of the burning shame there arose a strange warmth and excitement that grew in her loins like a rose unfolding in spring. She had never experienced anything like it before, not even in their gentlest lovemaking. It was as if her newly awakening body was beginning to melt in warm waves of undulating pleasure that, mixed with the brutal pain of his sudden rape, produced an irresistible gnawing of unfamiliar desire deep inside the cock-skewered young wife. For the first time in her life she wondered if she could experience the real pleasure of sensuality the way the doctor had hinted when she had spoken to him. Perhaps… perhaps she might even have an orgasm.
'Oooooohhhh…' she moaned as the thrilling new feelings began to envelop her, 'Ooooohhh…' Despite her shame, her naked young body's needs began to force her to grind her hips back against Tim's forward-thrusting penis. She dug her knees into the mattress and gritted her teeth, less in torment than in the beginnings of blind overpowering passion. Her mind still struggled, terrified of letting go so completely, but her servilely kneeling body, jolted out of its long passivity and fear by Tim's traumatizing attack, began to move involuntarily in a slow inexorable rhythm as it sought satisfaction of its basest instinctual hungers. Every inch of her ripely contoured young frame was tingling now with steadily mounting lust and she began to moan like a woman possessed, her body thrashing out of control in an unexpected wave of demonic sensuality.
'Oh Christ!' Tim groaned, feeling her squirm beneath him, for the first time returning some measure of his excitement. 'Oh yes, that's it! Oh, honey, you're beautiful, beautiful!'
He became triumphant as her moans slowly changed from pain and self-pity into sighs and grunts of obscene arousal, for he realized his unexpected rearward assault was actually beginning to break through her icy coldness. His thickly swollen penis became charged with rampant lust as he drove deeper and deeper into her wantonly
