I love my wife very much. She is an amazing woman, from the southern state of Tennessee. Being southern she is typical in many ways; she does not like to discuss sex outside the bedroom. Inside the bedroom she is pretty amazing. For a married couple we make love often and I get oral multiple times a week, I’m very lucky. However we don’t fuck often.
She supported me one hundred percent in my naval career. Often should would give me advice or words of encouragement when the sacrifices we make start to become almost too much. Recently I had checked into a new command. My new EMO, electronic materials officer, was a formerly enlisted. She had been the same kind of technician as me but one rank higher. If only for a month before she was commissioned.
EMO had been making my life hell at the new command. She always challenged me on anything technical I said and made me prove I was right, which was more often than not. At first I thought she was just verifying my knowledge, but the more I was right the more she would challenge me. Some days she was outright rude, telling me she never really listens to me. Sometimes she’d acknowledge I was talking, listen to a complete update on equipment statuses and then once I finished inform me she really wasn’t listening. She’d usually ask me to repeat it all the while still letting my words fall on deaf ears.
Needless to say I began to hate her. Everyday brought new levels of hate, not dislike or disdain but full on hatred.
Now the story begins.
I lay in bed already excited, waiting for Winter to get out of the shower. I imagined every stroke of the razor, her public hair washing away. I couldn’t help but touch myself through my boxer briefs.
Finally I heard the water shut off followed by the sounds of her moving around the bathroom. My excitement was evident from the tent my erection was making in my underwear. She stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a charcoal grey towel. Her amazing breasts bunched up, the curvaceous swells over flowing from the top.
“Stop staring creeper,” she said lovingly, but rolling her eyes.
“Then hurry the fuck up babe,” I replied eagerly.
“Maybe,” she said dropping the towel and letting me see her full body, “someone should have been patient and not started without me.” She flopped onto the bed and tapped at the wet spot on my boxer briefs where my swollen head was making a mushroom shape.
I didn’t even reply, I just laid back and grabbed the pillow. She was amazing at sucking my dick. I had been with a lot of women before, but she took oral to an artistic level. She pulled my underwear down and my waiting cock sprung out. She wasted no time eliciting moans of pleasure from me. Moans I tried to smother so the neighbors wouldn’t complain again. I could be vocal sometimes. She would suck and twist and stroke until I was on the edge of cumming. Right when I was about to blow she would stop, gently tease me just enough to let me remain hard but calm down. Then she would start all over again. Midway down the shaft she stopped jerked her head off and looked at me. I stopped moaning confused, releasing the balled up sheets in my hands and looked at her.
“I wasn’t there yet babe,” I said reassuringly,
“Yea I know,” she said still looking at me “I had an idea. You know how you described hate fucking to me?”
“Ummm yea,” I said hesitantly.
“Next time EMO pisses you off you should just imaging hate fucking the shit out of her,” she said smiling at her cleverness. Sadly my erection started to go soft in her hands.
“Seriously why the fuck would you bring up that cunt right now?” I asked pissed b off.
“I dunno it was just an idea,” she said apologetically “sorry.” She took me into her mouth again. I began to harden and get excited again, and then the image of EMO bent over her desk popped into my mind. My cock grew soft as I pictured her looking over her shoulder at me.
“I like to be fucked at precisely a forty-two degree angle Petty Officer Rich,” she instructed me sarcastically in my imagination “you’re currently at a forty-two and a half degree angle. I would have thought as a First Class Petty Officer you could differentiate a half degree.” I felt all limp as the scenario continued to play out in my mind.
“Hey! What happened?” Winter asked flopping my limp dick back and forth, my limp cock making slapping sounds as it hit.
“I dunno you mentioned that bitch during sex now I’m imaging her as you’re sucking my cock,” I yelled exasperatedly. “I actually see her bent over a desk!”
Winter smiled at me as she slinked off the bed and stood naked before me.
“Mmm, Petty Officer Rich you seem to be getting aroused,” she said attempting a terrible impression of my boss. “Are you going to do something with that or do I need to show you everything?” she asked
“Babe seriously stop!” I yelled as I jumped off the bed to confront her. She smiled cruelly at me as she put her wet hair up into a bun, her tits bouncing beautifully. I was aroused again and at the same time I was angry about it.
“Petty Officer Rich you seem to be failing at your job again. Maybe I should have stayed enlisted and then I could do your job for you.” She said still mocking EMO’s voice. Something in me snapped.
“Bitch,” I yelled as I stepped toward her grabbing her arm “I’ll show you.”
The woman I loved was gone. Standing before me now was a totally different woman. Light brown hair with grey lines and blueish green eyes instead of dark brown hair and greenish brown eyes. My curvaceous wife with beautiful tits was gone and before me was a twiggy thin bitch with almost not tits, her only appealing feature a thick ass.
“Ouch babe.” This woman cried in shock.
“I’m not your babe you cunt,” I yelled turning her away from me. I bent her over the bed and with precision accuracy thrust into her. Her knees buckled and she fell into the bed with me still inside her.
“Hey,” she cried shocked, but her moans betrayed her. I was rock solid and my raging erection was a sword meant for stabbing. I attacked her viciously, egged on by her cries, moans and screams. Her pussy was a waterfall soaking our sheets, but her pleasure didn’t matter. I slammed into her over and over again, the muscles on my legs straining with ever push. I fucked her as hard as I could, every slam my hardest.
“This good enough for you bitch?” I asked not caring if she answered. I wanted to fill her with cum like the slutty bitch she is and I was going to prove she wasn’t so high and mighty.
“Fuck I’m cumming,” she screamed in reply. She didn’t deserve to cum. I reached around as her pussy tightened on my sword sheathing it even more tightly than before and grabbed her nipples. I twisted and pulled on her fat nipples she screamed in pain and her orgasm increased, I twisted even more harshly.
My own orgasm was approaching. This bitch was actually getting me off and that made me even angrier. I slapped her ass as I fucked her. I slapped and slapped until her fat ass was swollen and red with palm prints. This bitch was nothing like my sweet Winter. Winter didn’t like pain, nor did she deserve it, but EMO was a cunt. EMO is a cunt that deserved pain and lots of it. Every hateful thing, which was pretty much every word out of her mouth she had ever said to me went through my mind. As I remembered each time I’d pinch her nipples or slap her again.
“Beg me bitch,” I screamed slapping her again, “beg me to fill your pussy with cum, bitch.”
“Fill me. Please fill me. I’m sorry.” She said between screams. Her pussy hugged my cock so tightly I couldn’t hold any longer. I slammed all the way inside her and released as I yanked her head back by her hair to look into her blue eyes. I was lost in ecstasy as I released load after load into her.
“Fuck that’s so hot inside me,” she cried through gritted teeth, her tears leaving trails of tears down her face. I pulled out and threw her to her knees.
“Clean it bitch,” I ordered, “suck every drop off.”
She was hesitant to comply. I grabbed her hair again and slammed my wet sticky cock into her mouth. She fought and gagged, then finally gave in. I watched in satisfaction as she cleaned every bit of cum off my cock, then off the rest of me.
As her mouth worked its magic I released my anger and looked down surprised to see Winter kneeling before me. She looked like a battered war victim. All my hatred had flooded out of me and all that was left was guilt.
“Baby,” I said the guilt swelling inside me “I’m so sorry. I love you so much.”
“Baby you can’t fuck your boss like that,” she said shaking her head, “she doesn’t deserve an orgasm that good.” She finished. I couldn’t help but laugh. My clever wife had once again made everything work out. I will say I haven’t looked at my Officer in charge, EMO, the same since.
