Chapter 1
Nancy Rodan slowly woke from a stimulating dream, then gazed longingly at her husband, Robert. Darkness still filled the skies from outside their bedroom window. She checked the luminescent numerals on the alarm clock. Hmmm, two-thirty. Only a few more hours remained before their camping trip with the Crawfords commenced. Sleeping, however, was not how Nancy intended to spend that time. The hot, sweaty fucking they'd had after slipping into bed wasn't enough to sustain her. Robert didn't think he could get through the weekend without getting laid first. He also wasn't keen on them making a sizzling commotion in their tent at night while the Crawfords were within earshot.
Nancy smiled. Her husband was entirely too paranoid. After five years of marriage, she had yet to cure him of that pestering quality. Never one to draw attention to himself, he instantly retreated from any sign of ridicule or controversy. Robert was a very private person. Things that emotionally aroused him were held in the strictest confidence. He had no desire to be read by any one other than his wife. It had taken Nancy the length of their short marriage to learn what personal details she could about her husband. He wasn't the least outspoken about what pertained to his views.
This did not prevent Nancy from falling absolutely in love with the man. She sensed both a gentle side and inner courage. This, she felt, intensified her attraction to him. That, and his physical endowment.
Robert Rodan was dark-haired, handsome-a man of strength and gravity. He was tall, sinewy and to Nancy's everlasting pleasure, blessed with an exceptionally large dick. Approximately twenty-seven, he was at the height of his success as a real estate agent. The properties that fell under his direction commanded huge sums of money. What he lacked in character, he was compensated in business judgment. He was a sharp, decisive man. He also happened to be incredible in bed. Robert was the only man Nancy had intimately known. When he'd taken her virginity on their wedding night, she discovered her fascination with sex. Robert helped nurture a love for physical enjoyment. When they were dating, he restricted his show of affection to some enjoyable fondling and passionate kissing. Nancy was often left frustrated after making out with him in his car, wishing he would abandon his old-fashion values and "take" her in the backseat. Of course, when their wedding night finally arrived, Robert more than reimbursed her for her patience. He was visibly pleased she had "waited" for him and given him her cherry. She still shivered in remembrance of the moment he took it.
Robert's conditioned body did not shift under her exploratory touch. He slept beautifully, she thought, running her hand over the pleasing surface of muscle and hair, stopping just short of that huge cock. She vividly recalled the first time seeing it. Robert was hung like no other man Nancy had known. She hadn't known, when seeing his thing in its flaccid state, that it would swell to a tremendous size. Her initial reaction had been total amazement-as well as breathless desire.
In hindsight, she should have guessed a strapping young man of six-six should be as well-endowed as Robert proved. He emulated both energy and authority. She had been attracted to him from the beginning. She loved the way he overpowered her in height and dimensions. His hands and feet seemed almost twice the size of hers. When he stroked her cheek with his thumb, she felt he was touching her with a club. Everything about him seemed enormous.
The night she met him at the apartment of her girlfriend, Terri, it was instant magnetism. Little did she know that their meeting was by design. Terri was observant of her needing a boyfriend, and made all the arrangements look accidental. The party she threw was a transparent means of bringing two ideally matched personalities together. As it happened, they sought each other out by instinct. Nancy caught the vibrations Robert sent her. Inevitably, they slipped away from Terri's apartment and spent the entire night reaffirming their attraction in her bed. Nancy was left physically exhausted, but convinced that Robert was the man for her.
She was delighted to know that he was pleased with her diminutive figure. At five-two, she practically felt like classifying herself as a midget. Nancy, however, was lusciously proportional. Her slender body and sleek legs were quick to capture Robert's attention. Although she didn't have big tits-not like Terri's, she used hot body language in every facet of her character. Nancy's bright blue eyes were yet another sexy attribute. Robert had claimed he liked nothing more than to stare intently at them while he was fucking her. He felt they told him quite clearly of her immense pleasure at receiving him into her warm, writhing flesh. The rest of her-including her expressive fingers, slender legs and sumptuous ass-plainly indicated her pleasure at having his cock buried as deeply as possible.
Sex had never been deficient for them. She enjoyed fucking her husband more than she had any other man she had ever known. Robert knew how to use his equipment to afford them maximum satisfaction. When he filled her, there was absolutely no mistaking the existence of cock. As he fucked her, she could think of nothing else. Often it took two or three orgasms before his stiffness abated. By then, Nancy had creamed a dozen times or so, caressing her deliciously sore pussy.
The sole lacking in her marital existence was Robert's resistance to variety. Her husband was a creature of habit. He liked the same thing constantly, and although it was great, Nancy wished for an occasional change. Robert's opinion, conversely, was why tamper with perfection?
Gazing at him, she felt a swell of lust revisit. Concern over his understated personality had a brief shelf life once they were in the sack. Respect was paid to that heavy shaft between his legs. Nancy could scarcely keep her fingers from roaming in that vicinity. It was equally an expectation that Robert receive such treatment. He boldly spread himself wide for her grope, hardening as she took him in her fist. After a meaningful squeeze or two, his dick was fully engorged and ripe for her serviceable lips. Supporting himself on his elbows, he would elevate his hips to occupy the furthest region of her mouth. Robert always loved the way she sucked him. She initially covered his cock with saliva, flicking her tongue from the wide base to the bulbous crown, then devoured the shaft in a constant gulp. Nancy had learned to sufficiently relax her throat muscles so that her intake was steady and satisfying. Robert's appreciative groans told her she had perfected the art.
The uneven sound of his breathing should have alerted her; instead, her curious exploration of his man's body proceeded. Her fingertips traced the rise of developed torso, the furred matting, the flat stomach, until she arrived at the dense pubic thatch. His enormous cock was semierect. A single tap brought him burgeoning in size. She gasped with approval as his thing twitched and stretched, then became the long thick column she knew.
Robert's eyes flickered. "Come here," he ordered huskily.
A formal invitation was not unnecessary. She slithered her naked body onto him, dragging her tits so that he received electrically charged benefit of her pointed nipples.
Staring into his horny eyes, she lowered her mouth and welcomed his tongue with a moan. From its force, she recognized the depth of his need. She, too, was soaked with desire as she scraped her pussy to him. Her clit sparked with urgency as she met his network of toned muscle. She straddled his stomach, grinding herself into a frenzy.
"Couldn't sleep. Want you, baby," she murmured, whipping him with the bullet ends of her boobs. She attached her lips to his throat and sucked, listening to his hoarse groan. Passion marks were never left, no matter how desperately she was driven. Robert considered such visible evidence of his wife's lust an embarrassment before his associates. "I want you one last time-while we're still alone."
"Baby," he grunted, provoked by the arousal precipitated by her passionate kiss. Her flesh was soft, embraceable. He wanted to bury himself in its sweet fragrance. "Oh, baby-"
Her shapely legs opened for him. He inserted a finger in her hot squish. She moaned breathlessly as he found, then tickled her clit. The tickle evolved into slow, stimulating communication that set her on fire. Her flesh tingled as a piercing hunger flared in her groin. She rotated her lush hips, absorbing his entire digit. Another followed a second later. Robert strained to separate her cunt lips, thumbing the juicy folds. Nancy shivered, responding.
"Ohhhh." She let out a strangled sigh, keen to the waves of heat that flooded her loins. Moistening her lips with her tongue, she reapplied them to his throat. Tantalizing nibbles later, he increased the widening of her snatch. To that end, he prepared her for some heated penetration. A choking pulse beating at her throat, she steered his engorged cock to her soaked pussy. She ached to have him planted in her sodden crevice. Her pubic thatch glistened with juice, its aroma sharp and compelling. She moaned as he pulled her toward him, edging the thick head into her pink slit.
Robert groaned as her drenched opening engulfed his sensitive foreskin. The scorching temperature of her cunt went straight to his balls, turning his cock to steel. Basic instinct took command. He wanted his dick in the center of her crushing heat storm. Some of her abundant moisture was due to the hot spurt of their last coupling. As the excitement mounted from within, he knew more was to be spent.
Taking masterful possession of her hips, he impaled her. A scream died in her throat as his massive cock plunged into the layers of heavenly succulence. She resumed her cry after he buried himself to the hilt, his balls whacking her butt.
"God!" she moaned, reeling from his swift action. Robert's dick stood high in her body.
Grunting with satisfaction, he squashed her buns until her soft mound smashed to his groin. His dick burned hotly in her silky folds. He let her hump it for a few moments, experiencing the juicy friction of her snatch. The slick skin of his cock sizzled with her love oils. He slammed his heels into the mattress and braced himself as a slew of wonderful sensations surged.
Nancy gave herself over to the transport that assailed her naked flesh. She lifted and dropped her ass, savoring the taut fit of Robert's dick in her cunt. She breathed heavily, taking pleasure in every moment they were connected. She twisted her pussy lips upon arriving at his fat stem, her distorted features attesting the fight to hold his bulk inside her. She flung back her blonde mane, whipping it from one shoulder to the other as rapture asserted itself.
"Mmmmm," she purred, butting him with her furred pelvis. "Give it to me! Give it to me!" Her smile was automatic. She knew Robert could keep it up far longer than she could handle. He arched his spine and raised his crotch, resourcefully meeting her down-thrust. She went on lancing herself, letting her senses fuse into one orgasmic blur.
Robert, a restless partner, secured her ass cheeks and flipped her over. Nancy's wind pounced from her lungs as she struck the bed. Using her billowy boobs as a cushion, he lunged his lower abdomen to her soft core. Not missing a beat, he stroked powerfully into her sodden cooze, thinning the air yet more. His groin slapped noisily to hers, announcing his triumph. Hard cock slicing through rich cunt tissue catapulted her senses into another feverish direction.
"Ohhhh!" Nancy moaned as each wet wallop rang true. She was thoroughly soaked, craving the polished motion of his dick in her slippery fist. She worked his thing with her inner pussy muscles, inducing his guttural response. As he scooped up her pliable tits and crushed them to himself, she detected his sporadic heartbeat. In his masterful embrace, Robert's abundant perspiration dampened her naked flesh. Feeling his stiff thing inside her, she willfully submitted.
Robert fucked her with all he had, pounding cock into her soft warmth. He wanted her to feel the singular inches of himself trapped in her cunt, eliciting tremors of excitement that wended to her womb. He wanted her to love and need the big dick he fed into her system as much as he needed to be inside it. Nancy's answering sob told him not to stop, reassuring him of her desire. He trembled as the thin skin of his prick caught the textured walls of her snatch.
The force of his thrust pinned her buttocks. Robert's yen to cum was so emphatic that, had she begged him to hesitate-which she wouldn't-he'd silently insist upon finishing.
This was too good to ever contemplate interruption. She sighed, wrapping her legs around his virile body. Together they shook at the force of Robert's machine-like pumping. Her frenzied yelps heightened the sexual intensity of the moment.
The balls of her feet imprinted themselves on his butt, urging him to poke her hard. "Deeper!" she ordered. "More! Uhhhh! Yes. That's it! Give it all you've got! Oh! Oh, God! Ohhhhhhhhh!"
Robert sweated copiously on her nude self, drenching her tits and nipples. He made her greasy, yet remained deeply rooted in her cunt. His cock was soaking in hot, tingling juice. The ripple of her cuntal walls made him shudder as plunged through them. He was so horny he felt he could shoot and keep on going. He was at the foothills of an ecstasy he couldn't begin to scale, its grade steep. His sole concern was to bury his dick far into her juicy squish.
Nancy couldn't prolong her happiness another second. Robert's influential rubbing of her insides drove her over the edge. She hugged him with her entire might as she came.
"Christ!" she gritted her teeth, grinding her sopping mound to his massive thing in the heat of drenching orgasm. "Ohhhhhhhhhh." Her clit broiled from the fury of his cock's massage. She tilted her face, marred with contortions, and emitted a high-pitched squeal. Her oxygen intake was threatened as she trembled violently beneath him. Framing her hips closely to his, she rocked wildly until the spasms receded.
Robert did not wait. He hoisted her atop him, letting her thrash her female snugness in the final throes. The weight alteration afforded his boner the enviable advantage of a nectar-rich smothering.
"Ahhhhh! Yes, give me that pussy! Hump me! Uhhhhhh! Make yourself tighter. Squeeze my cock with your snatch! Ohhhhhh! You're so wet, so warm. Jesus-" He swallowed hard, his wits scattered as she sank herself on the very solid core of his dick. The sensation was indescribable. Her cooze was a velvet glove, its temperature roasting his dick. His fingers dug into her ass, pulling her toward him. He wanted her to feel it up to her womb! "Yes! Ohhhh! Fuck me! Fuck me with your juicy cunt. This big cock is all for you, baby. All yours. Mmmmmmmmmm. Come on, give it to me, give it to me. Move your ass, baby, move your sweet ass."
He gasped, taking immense pride in his equipment. He remained resiliently still as Nancy's body awakened with a fierce appetite, anchoring herself to him. Deluged with visible tingles, she brought her pussy down on his wide base with absorbent drive. His thing was coated with her warm, electric juice.
He studied her delirious expression, her head sloped in a wanton daze. Her tits careened from above, the hard beads of her nipples flinging droplets of sweat. The abounding confidence she displayed was fractured only by the infusion of stimulus he provided with a lurch of his hips.
"Ohhhhh. That feels great, baby. I want to keep your cock hard inside me."
He enclosed her nipple with his thumb and forefinger, wringing it of moisture. The compact nub was eraser-thick and pinchable. Her gratified cry informed him it was good.
She attempted to hurl her naked flesh beneath him. Instead, they fell off the bed, landing in the tangle of sheets and pillows that shifted during their feverish pairing. Positioned on their sides, Robert's dick was very much implanted. He strained muscle to forcibly join her snug cunt, sinking his stiff cock repeatedly through those moistly furred lips.
Nancy writhed, enjoying the press of his hard cock between her legs. As she watched the thick shaft disappear, a tremendous tension filled her groin, as though she were crammed to capacity. She fondled his cum-packed balls as they slithered with him. He moved faster, urgency propelling his pleasure-giving cock. His strong and sure strokes enabled her with dizzying joy. In bed, she adamantly believed in idolatry of the male apparatus. This was the male part she worshipped: the one for which almost all women harbored a weakness to bring into their bodies. For that ultimate high supplied by a huge stiff cock, a woman would gladly spread her legs.
And then, without her prompting, his large hand slithered over her dense mound and parted her glistening pussy lips to reveal her swollen clit. Splintered cries tore from her throat as he rubbed her with his thumb. "Oh, God, oooohhhhhhh! Uhhhhh! Mmmmmmmm!" He jiggled her faster, then punctuated her luxuriant sobs with a forceful thrust. Hard cock plowed into her snatch. She slammed her naked flesh against him, his thick growth of chest hair acting as her cushion. She broadened the span of her pussy, receiving his full length with a heated gasp. His finger furthered her immediate bliss. She came so hard her vocal cords were numb.
He held her fast as she shook. When gravity didn't bring her to him, the force of his hand did. He pulled her powerfully to his body, pushing his dick deeper into her pussy. No matter how she twisted herself, he made certain she would not escape his thumb. He felt her smooth ass cheeks shiver against him as he agitated her love button. He delighted in making her cum. With his other hand he sampled her lush nudity, stroking her inflamed nipples, then her smooth skin. It felt good molding his man's body to her female form, comparing their differences.
Sheathed in that hot clutch of juiciness, he pumped her until he climbed over that breathtaking incline. Pushing into her sappy knot that final time, he was overtaken by the urge to spurt in her hot cunt.
"Ugghhhhh!" he roared, squirting cream into her snatch. He emptied his lungs of air, choking on the words that emerged. "Gonna cumugghhhh!" The gut-wrenching spasms tore at his abdomen as he discharged.
"Yeah.. .oh, yeah!" she cried, welcoming his warm deposit. She experienced the heavy gush splash between her thighs. His thick member jerked until he fully discharged himself in her moist chamber.
With his eyes shut, Robert passionately kissed her wrists and hands as he disengaged his cock. Nancy whimpered as he became dislodged, smarting from the absence of male hardness that had occupied space in her woman's flesh.
They lingered on the floor for several minutes and lapsed into varied introspection. Nancy pondered the outcome of the weekend with the Crawfords. Terri was far more confident with her sexuality. She enjoyed flirting with everyone, including Robert. Fortunately, her husband accepted Terri's suggestive glances and smirks with typical amusement. Terri was so gorgeous, so indisputably desirable that if she didn't know her better, she would have felt threatened.
Terri's husband, David, was similar in character. He enjoyed partying until dawn, deeming life one extended celebration. Nancy wasn't externally partial to his viewpoint, but did secretly share it. What a delicious change of pace it would be to act young and do outlandish things. Marriage to Robert taught her maturity she didn't always feel. She often felt she was forced to rewrite her personality in order for it to be compatible with Robert's. She frequently wished Robert would adopt David's happy-go-lucky outlook, rather than being the somber person he was.
Strangely, they got along quite well. Their personalities as a group gelled. If it was true that opposites attract, then their friendship was a product of that theory. Each brought a positive character trait for the others to admire.
Nancy settled back into her nest of pillows and eyed the clock. Very soon, she would rise and prepare for their camping trip. Both David and Robert were thrilled with the prospect of leaving civilization behind and roughing it. Nancy and Terri weren't as excited; the concept of bathing in a stream left them with dismal thoughts.
Nancy, however, was glad to have had this private time with her husband. If the rest of the weekend was spent sulking in their tent, then she at least had taken her pleasure in advance.
She prayed this weekend had at least one unexpected moment of surprise.