Peter Ryan
Sex clinic wife

WIF-137
CHAPTER 1

A low rumble rose in a quickening crescendo‚ that ended abruptly with a thunderous crashes the wave hit the beach The quieter whispering rush of sound as the waters receded across the rocks and sand exposed for a second the rasping noise of her zipper as he tugged it downward… and then another pounding wave drowned all other sounds in its suddenness..

Darlene Jefferson tossed restlessly in her bed, knowing she had to get up and fix breakfast, but not yet willing to give up her dream. She could hear Roger's electric shaver going in the bathroom and the sounds of early morning sht4ffling through the paper-thin walls of the apartment next door, but still she couldn't bring herself to leave… not now… not now… not yet.

She wanted to cry out, but his hands had touched her breasts just as softly and tenderly as the withdrawing surf that caressed the sand in its return to the sea. Her senses seemed to be so vibrantly alert-the crashing waves became an explosive roar in her ears, the ebbing waters seemed to be whispering soft encouragement to her and the warmth of his searching hands offered such comforting protection against the salty chill of the night air.

"Just lean back against me, Darlene, "she heard him say, and the intrusion of his words into her thoughts snapped her abruptly back to reality.

"No… NO!… Please, "she moaned and tried to pull away from him. "Please, you can't… no, no, I don't want to… I can't… r Her voice trailed away as she tried to squirm away from his touch, the heat of his body as he pressed more firmly against her… and then she felt the cold air hit her back as he parted the silken top of her sundress and moved his hands inside past the zipper until they touched her skin like an electric shock.

He knew that her surrender was almost complete, that soon there would be no struggle, only desire left in her… but, he also knew that another premature word or move could destroy everything. And so there was only tenderness and gentle hesitancy in the way his fingers traced a soft trail across her back He ached to reach forward-to reach farther around her until his searching hands could feel the firm swell of her breasts-he wanted to move his hands downward over the curve of her belly, past the elastic waistband, and feel the burning excitement at the first touch of silken curled hair at her naked loins-but still he waited…

"Honey?" Roger's booming baritone voice cut through Darlene's reverie from another world. "Baby, it's time to get up and put the coffee on, if I'm going to make that eight o'clock class!"

The nineteen-year-old blonde wife gasped a furtive sigh as she rolled over on her back and allowed her warm hazel eyes to flutter open in a ceiling-directed blank stare. In the adjoining bathroom, she heard the shaver's whir cease with a loud click, then the sound of the doorknob turning as her handsome twenty-four-year-old husband swept into the room to plant a brotherly kiss on her sleep-furrowed brow. "Something wrong, Darlene?" he queried concernedly.

"You look like you lost your last friend."

"No, darling," she forced a pair of dimples. "Still a little sleepy, I guess."

Roger slapped her playfully on the thigh. "Better shake a leg," he smiled importantly. "Can't be late for the last day of the semester!"

With only the steam Pouring out of her coffee cup to keep her awake, Darlene watched indifferently as her young husband polished off a stack of flapjacks.

Then, waiting until he was dabbing the last vestiges of Karo syrup from his neatly scissored mustache, she announced calmly, "Roger, I'm going to take a job."

"Job?' Roger echoed over the rim of his coffee cup. "What job?"

"Barbara Fletcher called yesterday-the one who works at the college pla-placement office-and-"

"You mean your skinny redheaded girlfriend with the buck teeth?' Roger interjected.

Darlene grimaced. "Yeah, that's her Anyway, she called to tell me there's a new clinic opening up in Westwood, and-"

"Westwood? What kind of clinic?"

"I'm not sure, Roger. Barbara just said this Doctor Parker called up to ask for a nurse to work on his staff"

"Sounds okay, I guess," said Roger. "But, why? I mean, we've got enough in savings to see me through my last semester of law school."

"I know, but, Roger… Well, I'm bored stiff staying home all day with nothing to do… and, we could really use the money. It doesn't hurt to have that savings account to fall back on… you know, a cushion," she explained.

There was a pause in the conversation while Roger mulled over the idea. Then,

"Suit yourself," he downed his coffee. Getting up from the table, he headed towards the door. "Gotta go now, hon… see you later!"

Darlene sat for a moment at the kitchen table. Wow, she heaved a sigh, that was easier than I thought it would be. She rose and removed the breakfast dishes, taking them to the sink, and rinsed them off, then turned to glance at the wall clock. Well I certainly have plenty of time before my two o'clock appointment at the Parker Clinic this afternoon, she yawned, so I might as well go back to bed and catch up on my sleep.

The pretty blonde wife padded sleepily back into the bedroom and plopped down on the bed. Mmm, she murmured to herself, that feels so good She sank back into the soft mattress and pulled the covers over her smooth voluptuous body. I'll bet anything that I'm going to have that dream again… especially since I've been having that same dream for the past three weeks… I wonder if that's because Roger and I haven't made love since then…?

The faceless stranger's hands shook as he reached down and crushed the 8oft, resilient mounds of her breasts between his strong fingers until tiny ridges of white stood up between the dark tan of his fingers like the whiteness of the moon in the dark sky. He kneaded and stretched at them… watching the whiteness ooze through his hands like firm, and yet soft, foam… springing back into their voluptuous shape the moment the pressure lifted. He pushed them together so that they met across her body and formed a velvet yielding tunnel inside which his cock was so sensuously entrapped He pressed them so hard that the nipples met at the top, and then began a gently rocking motion, thrusting his whole swollen rigidity through the warm channel formed by her firm, white rounded breasts. As he pushed the swollen red tip of his cock appeared at the far end of the warm soft tunnel and brushed gently against her chin, leaving a tiny spot of whitened moisture each time it touched.

He kept up the slow rocking motion between her quivering breasts for several moments, feeling his penis growing and expanding until he was afraid it would erupt into a great gushing fountain of sperm before he was ready. He had to force himself to sit still for a moment and content himself with pushing and putting at the maddening softness of the two throbbing mounds so warmly surrounding him. He tweaked at the nipples and rubbed them over the top of his cock, watching with bared teeth as they jerked and throbbed into an even greater hardness than he thought possible. At the same time, he studied her face and the reaction it was having on her.

It was electrifying!

Her eyes were open now and gazed unseeing up into the darkness. A thin, smoky veil, of passion obscured their dilated pupils. Her hips and buttocks writhed sensuously on the ground beneath her, and then drawing up again as though searching for some invisible lover to draw inside them.. Site was completely out of her mind and he knew that she would do anything he wanted and the thought made his body almost quiver with lust.

He moved up a little so that his knees were on either side of her neck and his long, swollen pulsing cock throbbed out directly over her face, presenting her unseeing eyes with a view of the sperm-filled ridge running beneath it. His balls lay gently against her chin. He was still for an moment feeling the firm resilient mounds of her breasts flattened beneath his buttocks. He didn't move in order to give her mind time to adjust to the change in position. He placed both hands gently behind her head and lifted it up off the ground beneath her, bending her neck up toward him so that her face and mouth were poised directly in front of the huge, palpitating head of his cock. He pushed forward slightly, his buttocks rolling on the cushion of her breasts, until the tip of his penis was pressed gently between her slightly open lips. He groaned when he felt the soft velvet surfaces of her lips brush against the sensitive skin of the head.

Her mouth closed at the first touch and he held his breath, waiting for a sudden cry of protest… but none came…

Instead, her lips fell limply open and her head pressed forward of its own volition without his having to pull her to him. The movement caught him by surprise and then he watched with unbelieving delight as the tight rounded oval of her mouth enclosed the tightly stretched skin of his pulsating prick She started to use her tongue, slowly at first, and he could feel it moving in circles around him, causing his hardened cock to jerk in tiny spasms inside her mouth. Her lips were soft and warm and enclosed him in a tight, clasping elastic ring of flesh. He could feel them with pained intensity moving down his cock and taking as much of him as she could in her mouth-surrounding him with the hot moist warmth of her saliva and the tender inner flesh of her tongue. He pressed his hands on either side of her hollowing cheeks and pressed inward with his fingers.

She began to suck at the huge swollen shaft in her mouth with a moist nibbling pressure and her tongue curled around him as though she had done this a thousand times before-though this was in reality the first time she had ever held a man this way. She could faintly hear him groaning above her and she felt the insistent pressure of his hands against her cheeks. Again and again she sucked at him with all of her strength as if she were trying to draw him further and deeper into the fiery hunger of her mouth.

Again and again, he drove into the eager, hungry heat beneath him. He wanted her to make him cum and he wanted to make her swallow it so that she would know even in her own mind that it was she and not he that had made this happen. He could imagine her horror when he showed her who was boss; that it was her own lust coming to the fore. He flexed his hips in and out at the ova led hole formed by her lips and rotted his buttocks on her soft, yielding breasts as though he were attempting to flatten them down into her chest. He watched wild eyed from above as his thick, glistening flesh disappeared into her clasping tips like it was another hungry, nibbling cunt. He could feel all of himself, every nerve he possessed, pulsating and throbbing between her lips and into the moist cavity and warmth of her saliva-filled mouth.

He felt the tingling deep in his loins, watching the swelling and hollowing of her cheeks… feeling her licking him as she sucked, biting gently from time to time. Now, her eyes were seeing him, holding his, matching his look of furious passion with her own. He held her face tighter with his hands, guiding it feeling the rhythmic movements deep inside her mouth. As he pressed inward he could feel his solidity in her mouth.

"Suck harder," he ordered throatily.

He felt her answering response-a greater pressure, a tighter embrace from the warmth 0f her lips. He felt his culmination growing into a burning fire in his loins-the pain almost driving him to climax.

He began to rock again slowly, flexing his loins forward as she sucked. She had released his prick from her hands and reached behind him and stroked his buttocks, running them teasingly across the soft sensitive skin. She was breathing heavily, passionately, through her flared nostrils… and he could feel her hips moving again under him.

Her hands couldn't stay still on him and he felt them suddenly drawing lines of loin-convulsing sensation across and around his balls as they hung down across her breasts. He gasped aloud at the new attack and shoved so hard that for a moment `she fought for breath and nearly choked before reorienting her embrace.

He gasped again, tensing his loins. He could feel himself starting to cum… slowly at first in a sort of smoldering ember. She began to tick and suck with great urgency and a hot, clamping urgency spread rampantly through his body. He flexed his loins harder, holding her face tightly.

Inside him the ember burst into flame and roared from the pit of its sensation … louder and more furious.. he Looked deeper into her eyes, owning her, subduing her beneath him, wracked with passion. The fire raced all trough him, quivered in his penis, trembling and threatening to overflow.

The passion in his body neared sudden, violent explosion. His loins grew hotter, and he was sweating between his legs, but still she sucked… burying her face between his thighs until he knew it was the end. The pressure built in his balls as they slapped against her chin white she drew him into her wildly sucking mouth even deeper-her passion and ecstasy beyond control-and the delicious pain in him became excruciatingly unbearable. His cock seemed to inflate and lengthen beyond anything it had ever been before.

And then, suddenly, there was a jerk in his loins and nothing in the world could have stopped the liquid white flow that was rushing like a water fall up from his aching balls and out the tip of his spasmodically jerking penis. He gripped her head tightly between his hands and shoved his cock deep into her throat. She groaned beneath him as the first needle-thin spurt of hot, fiery liquid flooded into the back of her mouth, filling the warm moist cavity, bloating and expanding her cheeks until they almost burst. Her throat worked gluttonously, swallowing and spluttering to keep from choking on the white flood of semen as he emptied his baits relentlessly into the depths of her throat.

The unknown lover's body quivered above her as he felt the last of his masculinity drain from his rapidly deflating penis. He was momentarily exhausted and had to brace himself with his hands tangled in her blonde hair to keep from failing to the sand. He started to lift himself from her but to his amazement she would not let his deflated organ from her tips. She continued to suck gently, undulating her buttocks behind him and rubbing her legs together hungrily. He watched with disbelief the tiny trails of viscous white semen trickling down from the corners of her mouth to her chin below. He had never in his life felt anything like what had just happened to him… it seemed that he had been completely drained of all the strength and desire that he had ever possessed.

But after a while she felt his felt his penis begin to thicken again in the soft, now-slippery warmth of her mouth. She licked it and bit it gently.. taking pleasure and delight in her power to bring it to life again after its cataclysmic collapse.

Then, when it had grown to its full size again, she felt the surge of desire and want growing again in her loins. She continued to nibble for a moment longer, curling her slippery tongue around and around him until she was certain that his swollen penis had restored itself to its full length and power… she'd never known anything like this before… such overpowering hunger and desire. She let her head fall back onto the sand and his rejuvenated and throbbing organ slipped wetly from her mouth, trailing with it a thin string of semen from her glistening lips.

Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at him through smoky, desire-ridden pupils for a silent moment, and then pleaded in a desperate whisper, "Fuck me … Please!"

She reached for him, biting his lips and his neck. She was like an uncontrollable, fighting tigress.

He began to caress her then, to tantalize her, and her mind whirled with disbelief at the delicious pleasure she'd discovered with him. It taunted her, bringing her to a savage pitch of excitement… a thunderous, growing passion that seemed to be lying in wait… waiting to explode with frightening fury.

Her thighs slipped and dug beneath him, trying to get him to mount her, and her arms pulled his face to her-his cheat pressed tight against her breasts straining upward-digging into him with stiffened, erected nipples.

"Now, now," she murmured huskily. "Do it to me now!"

Her unknown lover hesitated, caressing her with his hands only until she was groaning wildly is ecstasy.

"Please, please, now, now," she begged, hardly able to utter the words, her hands squeezing blindly on his throbbing rod of flesh.

Finally, she felt him slithering farther up onto her, and she swung her thighs outboard and up again as she felt the smooth pulsing head of his penis brushing against the eager warmth of her vagina. She gripped both of his shoulders very tightly with her hands and felt her whole body quivering uncontrollably with emotion.

She ground against him, longing for his to plunge into her hot, liquid depths immediately. Abruptly, because she could stand it no longer, she released her hold on his shoulders and moved her hands downward feeling for and then finding his hardened throbbing cock. She held it gently, holding her breath at the same time, then guided it between her open legs toward the beckoning warmth of her cunt.

Now! Now! her mind screamed at last in a final moment of fierce violent joy.

Now! She felt him thrust in with a long, excruciatingly slow pressure… all the way in a bursting, agonizing movement that lasted through a blinding eternity.

A soft choking scream escaped her clenched lips, changing to become quieter and muffled, and then she was motionless except for the spasmed quivering in her thighs. She was still for several seconds until she again drew her thighs up and clasped them across his back her teeth nibbling into his shoulder.

"AAAhhhhhhh," her moans continued on a slightly lower key, a continuous gentle, lost groaning… the soft mewling moans of ecstatic emotion and passion.

The lustful blonde opened her thighs farther, giving him wider access, and moved them back toward her shoulders, then she brought them back to his hips, moving and slithering against them as he pistoned his. body, his huge swollen prick moving in and out of her hot, eager cunt. Her breasts flattened and rounded under his varying pressure and her eyes opened to took abandonedly into his as her groaning lips sought to kiss, then to bite and caress his face.

Her whole body seemed aflame, consumed in the ecstatic relief of her clenching containment… she could feel the fires building until it seemed that she must be dying. She knew that her orgasm would come quickly and there was nothing she could do about it. She tried to urge him to meet her quickening speed, to have him reach the same climatic completion simultaneously… Oh God! Oh, my God! her mind screamed out again and again in the velvet darkness of her senses.

What's happening? What, dear God, is happening to me? That fire burning in my body… that fire…!

Over and over her mind cried out indiscernible screams of desire and pleasure.

She had never known anything… never anything like this!

She squirmed under him thrusting and pulling at him, grinding her hips and her love-starved cunt up onto and around him… her lust building up into intense final pressure… She moved her hands around him, over his shoulders, down his back, to his buttocks. She pressed on them, pulling him deeper into her churning depths, swinging her legs higher to encircle his thighs, then pulled them up even further to grip his waist. Her head began to flail from side to side on the sand and her legs fell from his waist and swung down, straightening and flattening, gripping him again before failing away, almost at right angles to her body.

Her lover's fingers slipped from the liquid heat of her wetly clinging cunt and ran up the soft jerking crease between her buttocks. He pulled the smooth, rounded cheeks apart, and she gave a gasp of passion through her moaning. He plunged a finger against the small tight barrier of her rectum and felt it give, his finger breaking through the soft, inner flesh inside.

"Oh Oh! Oh…!" she gasped again and again.

She began to writhe as if in a trance. It had to be soon!, her mind screamed, It had to be! The only thing she could feel was the all-consuming fire as he pounded into her, pulling back and thrusting again, with each thrust coming faster and more furiously.

Her eyes bulged wide and gaped up at him desperately. They seemed to be speaking to him, pleading with him, abandoning herself to him. Her mouth opened and her tongue came out-a long, point-tipped, moist and perfectly smooth tongue. The unknown lover lowered his lips to hers and bit her tongue gently.

He ground into her clasping cunt now with slow, strong strokes.

She wriggled furiously, her shoulders quivering, and her breasts under his face. She groaned and looked into his eyes in a last gleam of passion and then her mouth opened wide, her head dropped back, her thighs clasped him, and then she came…

Rasping, aching gasps broke from her mouth, another and another, finally dwindling into body-wracking sols of ecstatic passion.

Still cupping her churning buttocks in his hands, and fired by the sight of her fulfillment, her lover trembled on the brink of release. Her beautiful body, heaving with passionate sighs, was totally his. He looked down and saw her thighs hanging over his palms as he held her bottom. Her huge breasts swayed and heaved below him, and her flat white waist undulated above the hips he held off the sand.

He thrust savagely into her and felt his prick growing and swelling as it would expand a thousand times larger and ultimately burst into a million shattering pieces. He ground slowly, extracting every blinding sosation from the slow, long stroked. His breath was rising up from his chest, rising up through his throat in great bellowing heat. He felt the quick fire darting through his loins and come racing into his mind and senses. He surged up into her belly as the breath broke from his throat, twisting his mouth out into an agonized explosion. He felt the pressure of her thighs renewed and fleetingly heard a faint gasp echoing her recognition of his orgasm as it ricocheted wildly through the depths of her smooth, quivering belly.

For several moments he slammed into her, then slowly he collapsed onto her warm, cushioning flesh and felt her arms circle him gently and her lips, tight and tender, on his cheek…