It was nearly six in the evening when Roger let himself into the apartment.
Sheepishly, he hung up his coat in the hail closet before entering the living room. "Darlene," he called, "I'm home."
"I'm in the bedroom, honey," she returned cheerfully. "Just a moment!"
Bedroom? What the hell is she doting in there at dinnertime?
"By the way, darling," she called. "I thought you'd be happy to hear that I got the job!"
What job? Oh, yeah, the one at that clinic! "That's nice, honey, real nice." He plopped down on the sofa and heaved a deep sigh. It's so good to relax for awhile… been hitting those books kinda hard lately, he mused.
"What took you so long?" Darlene sang from the bedroom.
"Oh, you know, I was studying so hard that I lost track of the time… the librarian had to kick me out at closing time."
"Oh?"
In the bedroom, Darlene was preparing herself for what she hoped would be a very satisfying evening. The memory of what she had witnessed at the Parker Clinic had remained with her and kept her in a prodigious state of agitation all afternoon, and even now she felt a wanton tremor of excitement between her legs. She liked sex, she really did, and it had been virtually impossible for her to not show her disappointment at their abstinence from sex. My God, she thought in astonishment, three weeks… it's been three whole weeks!
She stood in front of the full-length mirror, admiring herself-the way the filmy see-through lounging dress she had chosen to wear caressed her velvet white flesh, still moist from her bath. Her hands on her hips, she sucked in her breath slightly, and blew her reflection a kiss over her shoulder. Almost narcissistically, she admired her breathtaking pale loveliness stretched smoothly, almost willowy, over her diminutive frame. About the only thing in the least way grotesque about her appearance was the size of her bustline.. and Roger had never had any complaints there! Fully the size of ripened cantaloupes, they rode high and elastically proud on her chest. Yet, despite the firmness of youth, a certain degree of sag was inevitable because of their sheer bulk; but oddly, the sag seemed to enhance the angle at which her puffy pink nipples perked up and strained against the transparent material of her lounge dress.
"What are you doing in there?" came her husband's voice from the living room.
"Oh, nothing, Roger," she called, her reverie broken. Then, "Please come in here, darling!"
Oh hell, what does she want? He grumbled to himself as he pushed his tired body up from the couch and walked down the short hail to the bedroom.
He stood there in the doorway, mouth agape, staring at the lust-throbbing sight of his lovely wife dressed so sexily.
"Well?" Darlene mocked. "Are you going to stand there all night with your mouth open, or what?"
Despite his fatigue, Roger felt his penis begin to thicken ponderously beneath his shorts, and, and closing the distance between them in three long strides, he took Darlene in his arms and crushed her luscious white body tightly against his own. He kissed her passionately, his tongue probing wetly into her mouth, and felt her melt against his chest in erotic response.
He could feel the distended points of her nipples spiking against his chest, even through the material of their clothing, and knew instinctively that she was already wet between her legs. Wordlessly, he pushed her down on the edge of the mattress, and they leaned back together without, breaking their kiss. Then, in a flurry of fingers, they undressed each other until both reclined nakedly, their clothing in a heap at the foot of the bed.
"Oh, Roger… Roger!" Darlene breathed passionately as her hand groped between her husband's legs for his now fully erect cock. "Make it good, darling!… Make it last, Roger!"
The young law student searched for, and found, his wife's own pubic area with his hand, and unceremoniously thrust his middle finger deep into her passion-slickened pussy. `Oh God, yes, Roger! Like thaaat!" she flinched.
Quickly, the young student rolled his rangy, muscular form on top of his squirming young wife. With the one finger still sawing viciously across her distended pink clitoris, he raised his free hand to one breast and lowered his head to the other. Cruelly, he mauled and chewed and sucked on her soft breasts, bringing excited mewls of pleasure gurgling to her lips.
"Yes, darling! Bite them! Squeeze them!" she cried out in her delirium as she continued to jack him off softly with her hand. "Treat me like…like a whore!"
His fingers left her pussy then, even as he raised his lips to kiss her once again. Then, she felt the lips of her cunt being spread below, with thumb and forefinger, as he laid the tender pink flesh of her interior open for assault.
"Ready, honey'" he choked above her, passionately. "Are you ready for a fucking?"
"Oh, yes!… Oh God, yeses!"
He entered her quickly and brutally, while she, possessed by now with a hunger that surprised even herself, took every stiff inch of him with clasping eagerness. Roger rocked above her, thrusting in and out with short, smooth strokes, and Darlene's soft white body began to react of its own volition, surrendering completely to the wanton thrills that surged through her body.
"Oh, Gawwwd!" he moaned as she stared up at the pleasure-wracked face of her lusty young husband filling her cunt with long, slow, rhythmic strokes that fucked into her tightly yielding vagina to greater and greater depths. She felt the rubbery head of his cock brush her cervix and his semen-filled balls slap resoundingly into the soft sensitive crevice of her ass. The pleasure-pain left her breathless… somewhere between heaven and hell, she thought wildly. Her delightfully clasping cunt initiated a voracious muscular squeezing along the full length of Roger's deeply burrowing cock, and her hard little nipples gouged sensuously into his hairless, muscular chest. The flat plane of her belly pushed hotly against him while her thighs, smooth and slender, clamped at his waist as she worked her now hungrily accepting pussy up and down the full hardness of his plunging penis.
"Oh, Roger… darling… please don't stop! Not now, not ever!" she pleaded as his aching rod of desire-hardened flesh soared into her excitedly quivering cuntal sheath and her head began to flail from side to side. He saw tiny teeth marks appear on her ripe lower lip where she had nibbled at it.
Then, she was sucking and biting at his tongue as she forced her own into his mouth. The lewd sight of her enchantingly naked body, writhing and bucking beneath him, spurred him viciously onward. She was his… to fuck any way he chose to fuck her!
Roger, hearing her moans of lust, plunged ever harder and deeper in his mounting passion, screwing his leanly driving pelvis tighter into her soft, sensitive cunt, grinding the flaccidly cringing flesh almost demoniacally with his excitedly working fingers.
Below him, Darlene arched her hips up to meet him, meeting his brutal lunges with sudden, equally-brutal up thrusts of her own Her eyes glazed with unrestrained passion, and she raised them both inches off the bed in wild, untamed cadence with her incessant moans beneath his nakedly pounding body; and, opening and closing her legs high up around his waist, she slid her heated young pussy up and down his lust hardened cock in an obscenely working rhythm she could no longer control.
Insanely, Roger fucked into her, cupping her nakedly trembling loins tighter and tighter against his pelvis, and felt her draw back her thighs until she was almost bent double, causing the moist clasping hole of her tightly milking cunt to flower open even further in reception to his pistoning cock tunneling ever deeper into her.
Darlene tossed her head in mesmerized, rapturous bliss, her smooth firm thighs and buttocks on either side of his virile, thickly impaled cock quivering and twitching spasmodically in unleashed ecstasy, her tongue slithering hotly in and out of his sucking mouth in simulated oral fucking.
"Oooohhh, harder! Harder, darling!" she urged. "Please do it HARDER!"
Roger stared down at her disbelievingly. Christ, he'd reached the point of losing control over his climax! He'd collapse if he didn't cum soon! In one last desperate effort, he attempted to step up the pace and deepen his lunges as she writhed frantically under him, grinding up and down his almost bursting cock with incredible fury, her long legs jerking uncontrollably, her toes curled under as she drew her white thighs back higher. Below, the smooth, clasping flesh of her inner vaginal walls began milking the life from her young husband's throbbing shaft of lust-hardened cock-flesh.
Violently, Roger pounded, in one last futile effort, and, pressing his hands behind her knees and forcing them back hard until her head was enframed by them, lifted the plane of her naked pussy higher and more widely open to his battering of her helplessly exposed genitals.
"0000hhh, that's it… yes, like that," she cried. "Don't stop! My God, don't stop, Roger! Fuck me… fuck me…!"
Roger's senses were a mass of confused lust, and he needed only to hear the lewd four-letter word tumble wantonly from his wife's lips to peak him! His aching, screaming cock was going to explode any second now! He ground hard into her rhythmically sucking young cunt in his efforts to penetrate the furthest sanctuary of her deliciously grinding belly. He watched her perspiring breasts heave and quiver beneath his brutal hammering… even saw their tiny pink nipples distend as she flailed her head madly from side to side. And then it tripped! He was cuming..
An odd expression contorted Darlene's delicate features. She felt the jerking and expanding of his heavy, sperm-laden cock and realized its meaning. He was going to cum! And, leave her unfulfilled!
"No… please n000! Not yet, Roger, don't cum yet…!" she begged, jamming her voraciously sucking cunt against the thundering, thrusting rod of his flesh as if. to try and stop the unstoppable. "Wait for me…!"
The handsome young law student wanted to hold back for her, but it was too late. The hot stream had already begun to charge the length of his cock, his throbbing balls pumping sporadically like some well-tooled mechanism extracting oil from the bowels of the earth. They both felt it spurt into her, he from the tip of his exploding cock… she, as the blood-inflated head expanded and contracted, squirting its thick, hot sperm like a jet scalding cream against the walls of her desperately clasping vagina.
"No… no… Roger, NO!' Darlene screamed.
But her handsome young husband was too far gone at that moment, and though he heard her cries, he knew he could do nothing but revel in the delight of his hot sperm racing the full length of his cock as its stimulating ecstasy wracked his muscular frame.
And then it was over.
Unashamedly, the young nurse sobbed out her desperate frustration as his rapidly deflating prick grew soft and slipped from her cum-filled pussy and he fell back in confused disgust with himself, his cheeks flushed, his mouth slack.
"Damnit, Darlene… I'm sorry… honest I am, but I couldn't help myself!" he whined weakly, scarcely able to look at her, "I really tried, you know… but I just couldn't!… Probably it's because of the studying… I've been working so hard at school that I'm all tired out… You believe me, don't you?" he finished lamely.
The frustrated young wife said nothing as she fought to regain control of her ragged emotions and quell the raging inferno of sensation that were tingling wildly in her unsatisfied loins.
"I-It's alright, Roger," she whispered reassuringly. "I understand… it doesn't matter."
But, even as he climbed out of bed and padded off toward the bathroom, she wondered.