Chapter 7
Ann stared at her husband with curiosity all over her face.
"Why did you stop?" she asked.
"Because I think it's time to fuck you," he told her. "That is, if you still want my cock inside you."
"I know I'm tight down there," she told him, "but even if it hurts, do it, David. Do it, because the only way you and I can really love each other is if we fuck again, and give one another the full extent of our physical as well as our emotional love."
The husband wasted no time, but slid back, coming to rest between her thighs, feeling his penile head beat against the apex. She didn't wait for him, this time. The connection had to be completed, and she reached down, grabbed the shank, and shoved the head into her cunt with a hard-driving thrust.
She was tight, all right, as tight as ever. But this time she was determined to bear it, and looking at her husband, she said, "Hard and fast, David. All the way into me-hard and fast!"
He paused for a moment, cocked his hips to gain leverage, then with one long, smooth stroke, he pushed, feeling sweet resistance all the way, until he was finally butting his penis against her vaginal back-wall, and her cuntal lips were tightly kissing the stem of his cock and trying to suck in his balls, as well. God! The pressure was so instnse, he almost came then and there.
"Oooooohhhhhnnn!" she moaned beneath him, feeling pain, but such a sweet pain. Her entire insides flowered open, yet clenched the probing penis tight. It was agony and rapture combined, but Ann closed her mind to the pain, concentrating on the ecstasy, instead. Her walls clenched tightly to her husband's cock as he began fucking solidly into her, ramming into her with the maddened desire of years. In spite of the sensation of being inwardly stretched, and in spite of the pain she felt, the beautiful Ann moved in wildly abandoned jerks beneath her husband. The harder he drove into her, the harder she responded, and little by little she relaxed the tight muscles inside her, and as a result, the feeling of pain lesseneed until, little by little, it disappeared altogether.
"Ohhhnnnhhh!" she groaned. "So good ... so good ... after all this time, better than ever ... yesssss ... do it ... do it ... do it...." she groaned her voice almost strangled, but there was no more anguish, only pleasure. At long last the wicked spell that had been cast was broken and she was able to feel the thrill of fucking again. Her arms wrapped themselves tightly around his neck, pulling his muscular chest into the soft, fullness of her white breasts, her nipples gouging holes in his chest.
David continued plunging the long, hard, blood-bloated phallus deeper and deeper, sinking it into the hot cavern of her seething cunt, feeling all of her hot belly gladly welcome him inside, yet clenching the penis like a fist, tugging on it. He nailed himself into her with an onslaught of lust the like of which he had never felt before, but then any man unable to get a decent fuck from his wife for this period of time was entitled to power into her the way David was doing now. Ann felt as if she had never really been fucked in her life.
Her body twisted and jerked uncontrollably, she moaned again and again, her face contorted in ecstatic passion. Her mouth moved ceaselessly, and her nostrils flared like those of an untamed animal as desire took total control of her body, making her writhe as if she were undergoing some kind of epileptic fit. Her forehead broke out in a light coat of sweat. Fulfillment would shortly be hers, because Ann knew her husband was capable of holding his orgasm back just long enough for her to achieve her own satisfaction. Nothing would stop her now.
"Unnnhhh ... Goddd ... yessss ... yes ... yes ... yes...." she cried at the ceiling in her bedroom as her husband slithered his strong hands beneath her wildly pumping cheeks, cupping them tightly, lifting her ass higher and higher. Her thighs spread themselves even wider in order to give his cock deeper access as he continued pounding into the narrow tightness of her cunt.
Ann was glad her son was sleeping at the house of a friend, tonight. She was so filled with enjoyment, her shrieks had to be carrying far beyond the bedroom, and anyone else in the house would have definitely heard her. In the future she would have to be more careful about her vocal enjoyment.
Her husband pounded solidly into her, pressing against her as if intent on punching more and more cock into her, hitting with all the strength in his hips and thighs, feeling the smooth, raw inner flesh of her vaginal membranes clasping and unclasping like a heartbeat all around his thrusting phallic spire. He was up on the tips of his toes, ramming every last little bit of cockflesh into her scintillating vaginal urn, letting the full length of it thunder into her, bringing new, ecstatic moans from her lips, moans that filled his eardrums to wonderful overflowing. She sounded as if she were dying, but the truth was, she was once again living. Her nostrils flared wide and her large brown eyes opened like saucers staring without seeing, a wild need constantly invading her.
David raised his face so he would be able to stare down at the countenance of this most beautiful of all women. The look on her face was something to behold; a tribute to the way he was fucking her, and it made him feel that much more delighted about the way things were turning out. His wife was, in essence, surrendering her entire being to him again, totally and completely. She was wriggling as she twisted and writhed under him, totally incapable of controlling the wild constantly surging through her shuddering body. She was under the control of her husband once again, and Ann knew that no metter what the future held in store for her, she would never again be afraid of fucking. Her face was insanely twisted with a driving passion, her lips pulled back, baring beautiful white teeth, while heavier grunts came from both, her chest and that of her husband as he forced even more of his power drill into the squeezing, contracting depths of her quivering cunnus.
Her arms had wrapped themselves tightly around his neck, pulling him down now, her nails clawing desperately into his back. Now the nails slowly slithered lower, digging demoniacally into his hard, flat buttocks as his cock continued its madly incessant pounding in and out of her slavering feminine chalice.
Loudly obscene, wet smacking sounds filled the entire bedroom with each cruel, pile-driving thrust. The husband ran his hands from the smooth globes of her buttocks to the hollows of her thighs, pushing between them so he would be able to finger her soft, passion soaked pubic hair, touching her labia as they caressed the probe of his penis. He wanted to feel the sucking clinginess of her fleshy labia as they gripped and sucked the hardness of his lust-swollen cock, the cunt now a tight, rubbery mouth. The entire area of her tantalizing loins was running with moisture, and the fluid ran into the crack between her asscheeks and wetted her anus, as well.
Ann's body was becoming slippery from perspiration. She continued her wild, untamed gyrations, thrilled at last to once again feel how marvelous it was to have her husband's cock reaming in and out of her tight cunt. She had become something crazed, animalistic, inhuman as she twisted and churned and writhed, keeping her thighs spread as far apart as possible. His hands swooped her knees up and back, her kneecaps pressing against her shoulders, allowing her to press the plane of her cunt straight up.
"Unh ... deeper ... harderrr ... yes ... oh yesss ... darling ... I love you ... fuck meeee ... fuck me ... fuck meee...." she begged, using words he hadn't heard before, because until now she had not allowed the four-letter words that had often filled her mind to be heard by her husband. She was revealing to him that she was human, after all.
She was closing in on that long-sought after orgasnt, the vaginal climax she hadn't felt for such a long, long time, and her tender thighs wound all the more tightly around her husband's neck. She churned her buttocks in an insane circular motion, moving with uncontrolled abandon as she lifted the hot tunnel of her vaginal hollow up and down on the plunging ramrod of his magnigicent cock.
"Aaaaaiiiee yyaahhnn iiiigggghh aaaannnngggg-hhhh aaaammmmeeeeii yyyyeeeeaaaahh eeeeiiiiaa-aayyyy hhaannnngg!" she shrieked as she came, her voice a high-pitched, intense siren of maddening desire as she locked her ankles in a death grip around his neck, her calves resting on his shoulders.
At the same time her arms snaked up tightly around the back of her husband's head and she smashed her open mouth firmly against his, letting her tongue wash over his and taste the meaty flavor of his mouth. After all these years she was like a virgin in her husband's bed again, and it was such a wonderful feeling, because having learned this much, she was now determined to learn more. If this be depravity, then she intended making the most of it.
Her body arched and she clung tightly to him, not moving, but quaking and jerking within, her cunt squeezing his cock with a maddening and pulsating rhythm that spewed her orgasmic oil around the probe that so totally filled her hot pussy. The fluid flooded out of her and spilled into the narrow crevice between her buttocks.
David felt as if he had held his orgasm back too long. Now that he wanted to come, he seemed unable to do so. He needed to achieve satisfaction or go out of his mind. A slow, aching pressure was building in the depths of his balls, making them jump up and down in their leathery container. He gripped the rounded cheeks of his wife's still-rotating buttucks and squeezed with a crushing strength, feeling her cringe as great gasps of passion came hoarsely issuing from his own throat, sounding dry and raspy.
"Hunh! Hunh! Hunh! Hunh!" he grunted, groaning as he began once again increasing the viciousness of his strokes so that his pelvis smacked like a wooden paddle against the swollen flanges of her soft, pink, inner cuntlips as the full length of his still-hardened phallus sank deeper and deeper into hidden recesses in her belly he had never reached, not even during that first year when they had wildly fucked.
Now he was on the verge of orgasm, and his arms, which were still behind her knees, pushing her kneecaps up to her shoulders, pushed forward a bit more, and suddenly her knees were over her head, and he slammed straight down into her vagina, pounding steadily and madly into it, filling it with his meat again and again.
Ann, totally sated, felt new passion building, and her arms held her husband's head that much more tightly as she pulled his face to hers, kissing him hungrily, aching to feel yet one more satisfying orgasm, wanting to reach hers as he attained his.
The ache in David's balls was unbearable. He had to come or die! He gasped into the sucking moistness of her sweet mouth, feeling the heavy bursting of his loins, hearing his wife whimpering again as she felt overwhelmed by yet another orgasm, her arms tightening once more around his head, her legs clenching around his neck, and then with a deep, shattering soul-searing bellow he blasted sperm into the narrow cupola of her cunt, drowning her interior with the heavy flow.
Finally, when he was empty, after what seemed like an infinity of time, he collapsed and lay on top of her, and Ann loved it.