Futa First: Futa Love with Abused Husband

“Babe, not today,” Vivian said while shrugging me off when I tried to get on top of her and while I wanted to respect her feelings or whatever, this was already the 4th time this month. She made me pleasure her first, with me sticking my mouth between her cheeks and servicing her wet pussy but when it comes the time for sex, she just backs away like my feelings and needs do not matter. I have let her know how I feel about this countless times and she has always treated it like it is not a big deal.

“But babe, we are so close and I want to fuck your beautiful young self” I tried to appease to her emotions but she was having none of that. She looked at me with the pathetic eyes that I have come to familiarise myself with and she said with a stern voice, “Connor, I have work tomorrow and I cannot be up late doing it. You understand that right?”

Whenever she takes my first name, I feel like I am a kid again with my mother scolding me and whatever she demands from me, I give it to her. Today was no different, as soon as she said that, I got off her and nodded my head, presumably with a lot of sadness on my face but Vivian didn’t care about that. It’s wrong to say that she has never cared about that, because at first she did; she was incredibly understanding and compassionate. Whenever I brought a problem to her, she listened to it and gave me advice or just make me feel heard.

This all changed after marriage, maybe it was because we were seeing each other every single day, which didn’t happen when we were just dating. She was somebody I really loved ever since I laid my eyes on her and after gathering courage to ask her out, my love only became deeper and it was not a stretch to say that I took the role of maiden in love.