That Bitch, That Bitch, That Little Fucking Bitch!

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Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Rape, InLaws, Violent, .

Desc: Sex Story: I have a lot of married friends ("stupid fuckers!"). This one is for them. Tell your Mother in law Jaz said "Howdy."

"That bitch, that bitch, that little fucking bitch!" I kept repeating that phrase over and over again in my mind. I was trying hard not to lose my composure, not to hit my wife in her pretty, confused, disloyal little face. I am not usually a violent man. Oh the potential for it is always there, just beneath the surface, but I know how destructive, how dangerous an SOB I can be; and I don't like myself when I let the asshole out of the bottle. Maybe I was being unfair, maybe I had not heard my wife correctly. I thought she said "Mom will be staying with us for a couple of weeks."

"Beth, we have already discussed this. Your mother and I do not get along. She is a rude, conniving little bitch who almost ruined our wedding, and I do not want her in my house. Ever. Period. End of discussion."

Susan did not want me marrying her little girl. Let's see: I was too old for her (29 to her 20), did not make enough money (Asst. Principal is not too bad, and I get summers off), lazy, and she could do a lot better than me. This barrage of negative comments kept up right to our wedding day. I overheard her talking to her daughter 15 minutes before the ceremony was to begin.

"For the last time Beth, don't be a fool. This man is a complete loser. It is not too late. Take my hand and let's walk out of here right now, or you will regret this for the rest of your life. You are only 20 years old, you are intelligent, beautiful and could have any man you want. Don't make the mistake of getting married, and pregnant too young. I love you, but having you at 17 was a mistake, marrying your asshole father was a mistake, I don't want you to make the same mistakes that I did. I will do whatever it takes to save you from ruining your life."

I remember listening in the hallway outside the room in shock. This woman was my enemy. She had the power to ruin my life. I wanted to storm in there and kick the living shit out of her, but I knew that was the wrong way to go. I had to know who came FIRST to Beth; me or her mother.

"Sigh-Groan Mom you might be right, but... I love him. I am not pregnant, and I am lucky, I have you to help me avoid mistakes. If you are right and John is a loser I'll leave him, I promise," she smiled and hugged her mom in a tight embrace.

On that glorious note, I was allowed to marry the woman that I love. I had dodged a bullet, my life was allowed to continue. But I knew I had to get my wife away from her mother's influence. Within six months of our marriage I had secured a job in San Jose, CA on the opposite side of the fucking country from Susan. My wife did not like it but she finally agreed to the move. I made it very clear that it was time for us to start our lives together and that until her mother began to show me some basic respect she was not welcome in our house. Beth said she understood how I felt and would comply. How dare she invite that bitch out for a visit? Beth and I were about to have a fight. A big one.

"Stop being so silly and give me a hug. The past is the past; we are family now. You aren't stupid enough to think I would stay away from my daughter forever," a smug, superior voice said behind me. I turned around and there was a tall, blonde woman in her late 30's smirking at me. From frosty blue eyes to her stubby upturned nose and full breasts, to that tight round ass; every aspect of this woman reeked of condescension, wealth, and barely contained hostility. My mother in law was not COMING for a visit, she was already here!

"I'm sorry John but I missed her so much. Can't you two please try and get along for me?" said my wife in that humble, pleading tone she knew I liked. I loved my tiny little girl-wife, and the bitch was already here so...

"Susan, I'll meet you half way. We may never be friends but we both love Beth. Let's try and get along," I said as I held out my hand. After a moment's hesitation she gave me a limp little handshake and said "Be a dear, Jonathan and carry my bags back to my room. Beth and I have so much to plan. I am only going to be here for a little while and there is so much shopping to be done. Her wardrobe is just pitiful, and this living room will need a few things to make it well -- livable. Don't worry Jonathan I don't expect you to pay for it on your salary, I'll take care of everything."

And so it begins. The jibes, digs and put downs. It was going to be an annoying couple of weeks but really how bad could it be. I was in my own home, married to her precious daughter, and she WOULD be leaving in 2 weeks, check that, 13 days, 23 hours and 59 minutes. Let her play her little mind games, I had already won the war. At least that's what I thought. If I had known then the real reason for Susan's visit I would have kicked her pretty little ass to the curb, locked the door, took my wife and ran. My ordeal was about to begin.

The next day I went to work. Frankly I was glad to be away from the incessant background babble of my wife and her mother. The only thing worse than when they left me out of the conversation was when they forced me to join it. "Let's ask John, it's his house too mother. Honey, do you want lavender or mauve on the balloon curtains in the living room. Should we add track lighting under the window sill? Does this pattern bring out the highlights in the carpet or is the contrast too strong?"

Yadda yadda, snooze. Yep it was time to go to work. I had a peaceful uneventful morning. I went to the cafeteria for lunch. There were a few people in there. I could not help but notice a young attractive redhead with big tits and green eyes. She kept staring at me. Finally she walked over to where I was standing leaned in to me and gave me a long, wet, hungry kiss. I was so stunned it took me a few seconds to register what was happening. It took a few seconds more to decide what I should do about it. Another 5 seconds were lost because she stuck her tongue deep in my mouth, rubbed herself against my crotch, and grabbed my ass. I felt myself get hard and the next thing I knew I had a soft tit in each hand. I must have lost control then, cause I was ready to fuck this young girl, in the middle of the cafeteria. I wanted to shove my 9" monster deep in her pussy, and make the little slut beg for mercy. She started playing with my cock until I was fully erect. I was about to spread her on the table and lick her little red pussy raw, when I glanced down at my wedding ring. It was like a bucket of cold water had been splashed on me. I was about to piss my marriage away for a piece of ass. A piece of succulent, tender, juicy young ass, but it was still assmeat nonetheless. As I looked around the cafeteria I became aware of the uncomfortable silence that permeated the air. What had once been a handful of people, had grown to a crowd of 40 or more, all looking at us.

"My god, what if my boss walks in. I'll lose my job." I managed to push myself away from the young slut and said "I'm sorry I can't do this. I am a married man."

She looked at me for a minute with laughter in her eyes and said "Anything you say, lover. It would have been the best you've ever had. See Ya."

I watched her meaty tits jiggle as she walked across the room and out of my life. My cock was still hard, as I tried to straighten my clothes. I didn't know what had happened or why. but I did know one thing for sure. "Susan you better cover your ears, turn up the tv, or get the fuck out of my house, because your little girl is going to get her tight, little twat fucked good tonight."

"Hi honey I'm home," I called out. I entered the living room and it was a mess. Clothes (my clothes) were spread out all over the floor. A suitcase had been haphazardly packed, and my wife was crying into her mother's arms.

"How could you do it John, You bastard. I hate you. Get out of here and don't ever come back!" Beth shrieked in a near hysterical frenzy.

"Beth what's wrong, talk to me damnit. Why are you crying? "

"Don't you dare stand there and play dumb with me, you sonofabitch! I hope you and your redheaded slut will be very happy together," Beth said as she threw a stack of pictures at me.

"Oh no, oh shit, oh shit, oh shitty shit shit."

Someone had taken picture of me in the cafeteria today. It was all here in close up color. Me sucking, grabbing another woman. Oh look here is one with her pulling on my big dick. The best part though was that no matter what, I managed to keep a big, silly -- "Boy ain't I lucky" -- grin on my face.

"Honey, I am so sorry this happened. I know I fucked up but I want you to know two things. I love you, and I did not fuck her. I'm sorry, I love you and I did not fuck her. I can understand if you don't want to talk tonight so I'll sleep on the couch in the basement. But I am not leaving this house. I am not going to lose you over this. You are my wife. You can be angry at me, we can fight. But you love me and you have to forgive me. It may take some time, but you will forgive me. Please baby forgive me," I begged as my wife started crying even harder and making these pitiful groans on the couch.

"I warned her about you. The very first time I met you I knew you were, vulgar, common and that you would break my daughter's heart," Susan said as she crossed the room and slapped me and then spat in my face, "Now get out and let me take care of Beth." The last thing I heard as I was walking downstairs was my mother in law encouraging my wife to divorce me.

That bitch, that bitch, that little fucking bitch!

Needless to say I was not having a restful night. Besides all the emotional crap, cramming my 6'4" frame onto a rickety, wiry, 5'9" couch was no picnic. So I was wide awake when my mother in law came downstairs. We stared at each other for a moment and then she began to speak.

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