Her stare was deadly as I walked into the room. We had been fighting for a week over stupid marriage stuff. She sat on the couch with her knees up and half of her tiny breasts hanging out. Her shoulder-length curly red hair looked tousled, as if she had just woken up.

In her smoky Irish accent, she said, "Don’t say anything. Just come over here and fuck me." I untied her top from around her neck and let it drop around her waist. My mouth engulfed her tiny right titty, as my hand crushed the other tit hard, making her cry out in pain. Kat loves the rough stuff and often gets mad at me for holding back.

I switched titties, and she cried out again. She bit my shoulder hard, causing blood to trickle down my back. My right hand slid under the waistband of her green pants and over her thin panties. My fingers pushed into her vulva and tore a hole in her panties. I gripped the fabric and tore the panties off of her and stuffed them in her mouth. My three fingers found her wet gash, and I roughly pushed into her tiny pussy. Everything about Kat was petite; her body, tits, mouth, pussy, and asshole.

My fat fingers stretched her tight pussy as I vigorously plunged them in and out. Kats’ mouth was wide open, letting out hushed screams. I knew I was hurting her, and I knew if I didn't, it would start a fight all over again. Saliva drooled from both corners of her mouth. My free hand slapped her titties. I slapped them from every direction, making sure I reddened them evenly all over. Kat doubled over as she squirted in her pants. The dark dampness spread down both pant legs, soaking her pants in the back. I picked her up about chest high and slammed her down on the couch. She lost her breath for a moment.

Now, as small as Kat was at 5'1", eighty-five pounds, in contrast, I was 6'4" and two hundred twenty-five pounds. I was a professional heavyweight boxer. I jerked her pants off her body, and she lay on the couch looking like a beautiful, tiny sprite. Her red, fiery bush was long and wild. Red fuzzy hair covered her labia, and her puckered butthole was bare and pink. She had a shapely ass, though it was small.

Her bush, labia, and thighs glistened with the fluids that she squirted. My big hands pulled my t-shirt over my head. My broad, muscular chest was completely hairless. In fact, I kept all of my body hair-free, except for my head and underarms. Kat shook with anticipation and fear as I slid my pants off. I never wore underpants. My cock was semi-hard, hanging six inches.

I opened Kat's mouth by squeezing her jaw with one hand. I slapped her across both sides of her face with my cock. I kept whipping her with my cock until her cheeks were bright pink and my cock was fully hard. I continued to squeeze her jaw as I plunged my cock in and out of her wide-open mouth. My hand released her jaw, and her lips encased my cock. Kat could not take my full, thick eight inches in her mouth. Every once in a while, I would quickly force my whole cock down her throat and immediately pull it back out. She coughed and gagged when I did this. I roughly face fucked my wife, holding her head with both my hands as I thrust into her mouth. Her mascara ran down her face in a trail of tears.

Kat scraped her teeth down my shaft as I pulled back. I welcomed the pain as her front two top teeth dug in the hardest, and I continued bruising her lips. She knew I was about to cum, and she bit down on my shaft as my cock was at its deepest and held me there as my seed spilled into her mouth. Kat easily swallowed all of my salty gift.

She released my softening cock from the bite of her teeth, and I pulled out. We both took a momentary breather as we rested before our next activity. Kat gave me her devilish smile as her chest heaved up and down.

I stood up and retrieved the leather dog leash hanging on a nail in the foyer. We don't have a dog. Kat bought this leash for one purpose, and that purpose was about to be realized again. When I walked back into the living room, Kat was already bent over the coffee table with her elbows on top. I could hear her whimpering, already expecting the pain and stress relief she was about to receive.

To be honest, nothing makes my dick harder than whipping my wife. When she grunts and cries out with each lash, it stirs the blood in me as I know she is experiencing something far greater than the pain. I have yet to understand her need to be whipped, but I know she feels a great euphoric release.

I doubled the six-foot leash in two. The handle and metal clasp fit into the palm of my hand. I gently laid the leash across the small of her back, and she winced and shivered. The leash made a popping sound as the first lash hit from her shoulder blade to the middle of her back. Kat wailed out in pain as the red welt grew before my eyes. I had to learn to hit her hard enough to sting and release but not cut and rip into her skin. She has a couple of scars across her back where I was first learning the technique.

I zig zagged across her upper back a dozen times. Kat was sobbing and had red marks across her back. My cock was almost painfully hard as I watched her legs trembling with her nectar dripping down her tiny thighs.

The lower back was my next target. A dozen lashes across the small of her back almost buckled her knees. Tears had run across the coffee table, and a few dripped off the edge onto the carpet. Kat was panting heavily, as she knew it was time for my bare hand to spank her white ass. I laid the leash across her back and drew my large hand in the air. Kat could see my shadow on the wall and tensed her ass cheeks.

Smack, my hand fell across both cheeks. Kat arched her back and experienced an intense orgasm. There was a clear, distinctive red handprint across her ass. A blister bubbled up from the imprint of my middle finger. I spanked each ass cheek a dozen times. She cried out with each spank. I watched her skin on her ass vibrate like Jello when my hand came down. Her entire ass was deep red with four or five blisters.

Kat’s forehead pressed hard against the marble tiles of the coffee table. She felt my oiled thumb probe her rectum. I smeared oil over her bunghole and the surrounding area. My thumb pushed into her asshole, applying oil to her insides. She moaned softly as my thumb massaged her colon walls. She waited patiently as I oiled up my thick, veiny cock.

My cockhead disappeared into her anus. She cried out as it pushed past her sphincter ring. "Ohhh!" she grunted as my cock kept slipping deeper into her bowels. My balls rested on her vulva, and I grabbed her flesh on her hips. I pounded her ass with hard thrusts of my meat. As many times as I had fucked my wife's ass, it still stretched her painfully.

Kat felt my liquid gold spurt into her ass. "Oh, yes, baby! Fill my ass up with your warm cum," she moaned.

I sat Kat on the couch and spread her legs wider as I fell to my knees. My fingers combed through her long, thick bush until my fingertips found her clitty. I rubbed over her clit as my tongue parted her folds and dove into her wet pink entrance. I loved her tangy-tasting nectar. I scooped out her juices with my tongue as her clit was buzzing from my finger manipulation.

Her back arched, and she pulled my hair as she climaxed. Her thighs opened and closed, slamming over my head.

I sat on the couch, and Kat climbed onto my lap, facing me. As she straddled my long cock, she positioned her tiny pussy opening on my cockhead. She gave me a death stare as she sank onto my rod. Her warm, wet, velvety pussy is always the most beautiful feeling I have ever experienced. She moved her hips from front to back while she fucked me, with me fully impaled inside her. She placed her mouth over mine and bit down hard on my bottom lip. Blood gushed out and ran down my chin.

Kat got the reaction she wanted/needed from me. I stood up, picking Kat up by the throat with my right hand. I slammed her hard against the wall, with her legs dangling a foot above the floor.

"Yes, baby, yes. Choke me out! Fuck my cunt! Give me a baby!" she hoarsely said as my hand squeezed her throat.

Kat wrapped her legs around my waist and I took my right hand, and inserted my fat cock back into her tight pussy. I thrust her against the wall. Her eyes fluttered, and she smiled at me as she fought for breath. "Fuck me harder!" she squeaked out.

Her eyes closed, and she slumped against the wall. I released her throat, and her beautiful emerald green eyes popped open. Her mouth released a silent scream as she sprayed me with her clear fluids, and I pumped my cum into her tight cunt. "I love you so much," she cried. I didn't say anything as she had not permitted me to speak.

Kat won the argument, as we were fighting over having our first child. She was ready, and I was not. I watched her beautiful body grow and turn even more beautiful over the next nine months. She had a gorgeous redheaded baby girl who looked just like her.