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Tough Love Is Rough Love

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By Vic WinterPublished 6 years ago 4 min read
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Sitting at the edge of the bed a large, muscle bound, distraught, and broken man pleading with a woman, young with a full tight hourglass body, to change her mind. It's about 7am and it's already started between them. She said she wanted a divorce, that it's been a long time coming, that there is nothing that could be done to fix this broken marriage.

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This relationship was as dead as her lust for him, and maybe that was the cause. She laid there in her new black transparent panties that could barely contain her perfectly toned muscular ass, all the while topless with her 36 C breasts as if to mock him; however, the truth was she no longer saw him to be in any way a man at this point.

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They'd been fighting a long time. It was at it's breaking point. Her shouting for divorce, him calling her a selfish cunt. Their was venom composed of hate and resentment pumping through both their veins as they just stare at each other with mutual disdain. “I want to be free,” she said, “I want to live an exciting life while I'm still young enough to do it! I want to have fun and not be walking around with these invisible chains shackled to my finger by YOU!” as she pulled off and tossed the gold ring in his face.

He shouted back, “We have a BABY!” he continued, “You need to stop being such a fucking child and be a mother to our baby. Not some spoiled selfish cunt from a wealthy family! When are you going to grow the fuck up?” She rolled over and just replied, “When are you going to get it in you thick pathetic head you useless son of a bitch? This is over.”

“Do I need to fuck someone in front of you to prove it?” She finished with that last comment. Waves of shock and horror poured over his face. He seemed to turn as white as a ghost. His heart could be heard beating out of his chest.

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Her eyes grew big and bright while fear shook deep inside her core. His large hand grabbed the base of her skull as he squeezed, pulling her face to his, and forcing his tongue deep in her mouth. *slap* “You FUCKING BASTARD! DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!” He shoved it in her mouth again, this time ravenously, furiously, desperately.

He pushed her down, grabbing her right breast with his left hand. He squeezed it hard to let her know he's not fucking around. He then kissed her neck hard and forcefully. Running his tongue up and down her throat, sucking the spot under her left cheek like a vampire. The sensations flooded her body as she cried out “no no no stop”; however, those cries muffled down to whimpers and then slowly to moaning.

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She pleaded one last time, as he moved his mouth to her breasts, engulfing one in his mouth while playing with the nipple of the other. Flicking and rolling his tongue around each nipple before giving a good hard suck. He slipped his finger between her thighs, past her underwear, and straight into her soaking wet pussy with no resistance whatsoever. He was obviously not taking no for an answer.

She was on fire. Every tough, flick, lick, suck, set her whole body ablaze as if infected with a deadly fever. She was soaking wet from the fear, the anticipation, the physical domination. She was utterly powerless in his massive arms. This once good man was now a raging beast animal mauling her with his sex tornado.

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With the one arm he lifted her whole body, flipping her around so her ass was pointed up, and with the other hand stripped away her panties in one smooth motion. She looked back, half closing her eyes, on the verge of tears, as he shoves a half a foot of his fury deep into her tight wet pussy. “AHHHHhhhh” was all she could manage to say. *CLAP* the sound echoed though the room; his hand shook her ass like thunder as he gave one hard slap and in a very condescending, very judgmental tone, simply called her “whore!”

Waves of electricity radiated all over her body and concentrate into her pussy as he thrusts slow and hard; rocking her with terrible force. SLAP – whore! (thrust) SLAP – whore! (thrust) Slap – whore! (thrust) He went on like a machine. A cold dead hard fuck machine pounding into her like a piston pounds the deep engine of a car. SLAP – whore! (thrust) SLAP – whore! (thrust) Slap – whore! (thrust)

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He went savage, biting her shoulder leaving teeth marks, grabbing her hair as he pulled her face close to his and shoved his tongue into her unwilling mouth yet again with more deep hard thrusts that were increasing in speed. Suddenly, anxiety began to build up as her face went bright red and her pussy began to swell, flooded with hot blood. Dripping wet, leaking puddles into the sheets, the loud slapping of flesh, and her body tightened so hard till FINALLY a gushing release as she sprayed everywhere.

He pulled out and shot his load all over her ass. They quietly and calmly washed themselves off. He looked over to her and said, “Would you like to go to the mall or something?”

She replied, “Sure, sounds like fun.” He gave her a big kiss, they dressed their baby, who had been sleeping in his crib peacefully through the whole ordeal. They got into the car, then had a lovely day at the mall shopping, laughing, and remembering that they both loved each other deeply.

It wasn't a perfect love, it was Tough Love, and it was Rough love.

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Vic Winter

Highly educated analytical thinker who is passionate about life; Former English and Chemistry teacher of 8 years; Former director of education programs World traveler; and Video game enthusiast. XD

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