So I have been busy packing and moving and painting and all the bits you do when you move. No complaints. No whinging. I am currently unemployed, waiting for the start of June to start a new job. My last boss was a cunt: he saw my qualifications, made a judgement and never let up. So I am really happy to be free to concentrate on my new house and my wife. My wife is going to hospital for a hip reconstruction, and she can't afford to take time off now. I understand this. So everything says our life should be peaceful and stress free. 

I am not a big fan of stereotypes, unless it is women as a group. They are all fucking mental. No exceptions. By last night, my wife had done enough to make me seriously consider divorce! I hated her and all of her neurotic palaver about me doing everything and leaving nothing for her, about me not caring enough to whinge, about a million and one things she  has spent the last two weeks complaining about.

So we slept in our house for the first time last night. She said it was time to Christen the house. I said she might want to reconsider that because, man, I was so pissed with her it would just be a hate fuck. I have never been on the receiving end of a hate fuck (few guys are) but I have dished out my fair share. Every guy has had a partner who he has hate fucked, just a woman (and it is invariably a woman) who did enough to drive her partner up the wall. My wife doesn't provoke them often, but she doesn't avoid them either. She was really anticipating some good fucking from her hate fuck.

So I threw her on the bed, one hand around her throat, and started to abuse her, calling her a dumb cunt who couldn't handle a good thing when she had it. As expected, she was quite wet from the idea of the hate fuck, so I plunged my cock into her cunt and went to town. She was racing towards her first climax while I was spitting in her mouth, telling her what a filthy, deranged slut she was. Just as she was about to cum, I pulled out, teasing her and trying to enter her arse. I say trying because she was so wet, l had trouble finding the hole. I grabbed my dick and told her she needed an arse fucking. She moaned for me to plug her. I was fully inside her as she struggled with the lack of lubrication...at first. She always loves anal with just her juices providing the lube, mostly so she can  have the cum sucked out. But she loves the feeling of eventually juicing up her arse, so you can fuck her faster and faster. 

I was deep in her shitter, telling her how I was going to choke the stupid bitch with my cock while she could taste herself on it! She was really horny now. I was vividly describing the position I was going to take so I could get my dick right down her throat so she could relish the taste of shit. She was ready to cum again, but again I pulled out at the last possible moment. As I pulled her into position, I had a change of mind. Standing on the bed, I pulled her up feet first. Getting my fingers together, l enterred them into her as far as they would go, and then a little more. I reckon, if I really wanted to, I could have fisted her...but this was almost good enough. As she screamed and thrahed on my hand, I semi-fisted her pussy, taking the time to say she was a slut who deserved everything she was getting. And more. Five fingers in her pussy and three fingers in her arse and a verbal reminder she should be fighting it, not orgasming like a degenerate whore. 

She came hard, and I threw her down and leapt on her, my thrusting dick sinking into her pussy, doggy style, as I told her she was a cum bucket. It didn't last long at all before I was coating her womb with hot sperm. 

I feel better today.