"He held me down, I couldn't move, his body leaned over mine, his hands on my shoulders. I could hear him breathing, feel his breath on my cheek smell his aftershave. I said, "My purse is in my bag. Take it, please take it, leave me alone." but he didn't seem to listen and I sobbed out loud as his fingers dug into my arms. I screamed louder and I felt his hand connect with my cheek hard, I screamed again and he slapped me once more. I got the message and bit my tongue, I didn't want to make this psycho angry, I didn't know what he might do."
I feel familiar lips on my cheek, Kissing the mark left by my assailant's hand. Once and again my husband kisses my cheek, soft and loving.
"I stayed quiet then, and lay still. I just wanted it over. I wanted him to do his business and leave me be. I felt his hands rip at my jacket buttons, ripping it apart, exposing the white blouse beneath. He then ripped into that too! So brutal. I was shaking with fear as my chest became exposed to the air and his eyes. The brute's hand cupped at my breasts, I kicked then. Silly mistake...he scratched his fingers down my exposed flesh and shifted his weight so he was straddling me. I could feel his, his hard THING straining through his trousers and my skirt, touching my thigh."
Hubby's hand strokes gently over my chest, caressing my breasts softly, gently flicking over my nipples. They respond and grow hard at his touch.
"The brute then ripped down my bra, rapidly and roughly, my breast exposed to the cold air, nipples going hard because of the coldness, His hand covered my left breast then it twisted my nipple hard and I started to scream but bit my tongue. He just twisted harder and harder. Tears were pouring down my face, my body racked with sobs as his head fell to my right breast, I cried out as his teeth bit down hard onto my nipple hard. It hurt so much, but I tried so hard not to shout. Not to scream. I didn't want him to hurt me any more."
The feel of my husband's hand over my breast was comforting, a familiar arousal coursing through my body, warm and welcoming. His head bends forward and kisses the flesh of my chest, pulling down the top of my nightdress to expose my breast to his sight, his lips encompass it. Kissing it, covering the teeth marks with his soft lips.
"I then felt him reach down and drag my skirt up over my hips, my legs were covered in goose bumps from the cold. Roughly he yanked down my panties, moving down and pulling them with him, taking them off completely and putting them in his pocket, the sick perverted bastard obviously wanted a souvenir of what he was about to do. I felt him move back up, his hands raking at my thighs. Then suddenly I felt his fingers in me- in my-inside me- in my pussy. It hurt like hell, the evil man fucked those fingers into me over and over harder and harder, back and forth until I was getting wet, yeah I was getting hot and wet, I felt so bad. I lay still and took it, praying that he'd just violate me with his fingers and then leave me alone. I didn't want anymore."
My husband's hand moved from my breast and stroked down over my stomach to rest on top of my satin covered pussy, his mouth still ministers to my poor abused nipple, I rock my hips up to show him I wanted him, Needed him to help erase the memory of my attacker. His fingers respond by pulling up the satin and gently stroking at my pubic mound, I ease my legs apart and feel the gentle and familiar caress of my husbands loving hand, tracing the outline of my lips, slowly creeping up and over my clit and back down, slowly one finger pushes inside me, into my wetness. In and out it see - saws and moves. I thrust my hips in time.
"But fingering me wasn't enough, This guy unzipped himself with his other hand I could hear and feel what he was doing, I cringed and bit my lip. Suddenly the fingers were gone, my pussy gaping in the cold air, tingling from the brutality of the attack, it wasn't left open and empty for long 'cos he thrust his big, hard, thick cock into me. It felt huge, maybe it was because I wasn't worked up like I am with you, I'd had no foreplay, anyhow I felt like this cock was going to split me open. It hurt as he plunged into me, deep down into me in one go, his face close to mine, I could feel his breath on my cheek. His chest was pressing me hard into the ground as his hips lifted and fell plunging hard into me over and over and over again, I got wetter, much wetter. I started to enjoy the friction in my cunt but tears dripped down my cheeks still, my hot pussy was betraying you. I think he got off on my tears because he sped up then and I felt my body responding."
The finger inside me kept up its slow rhythm as I spoke, speeding up occasionally then slowing again, I feel my husband shift his body, I can feel his hard cock pressing against my thigh. Turning my head, I smile at him. He takes this as encouragement and smiling back he swings his leg over me, pulling out his finger and replacing it with his cock, Slowly he drives into me, I am so wet for him he glides in with no trouble, stretching me around his hard familiar cock. In and out over and over he thrusts as I wrap my legs around him.
"He fucked me harder and harder then as my cunt spasmed as I shamefully orgasmed, he pulled out and moved up. I felt his hot steaming cum land on my breasts, splashing up my chest and neck and then I felt more of his essence on my face and on my lips. He stood up, zipped up and walked off. That was it. Over. I felt so used, So much like a dirty slut, getting off by being raped, by being taken by some strange pervert. I came home to you then, I needed to be with you."
I finished telling about my ordeal as my husband's thrusts got more and more urgent, my body responding and grinding against him, we make love tenderly and slowly, deeply and sensuously. When we both came it is a relief and a bonding, our bodies joined in orgasmic bliss.
In the morning I wake alone, He has already left for work, but when I look over to his pillow next to me I see my knickers resting there, A statement as to how much my husband loves me and to what lengths he will go to, to satisfy my every desire.
