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"What's the matter, don't you like it anymore?" her husband asked with a little laugh, and then laughing no more, he started toward her, lust written all over his face. Angela expected him to take her in his arms again, but instead the desire-inflamed young man pushed her backward toward the bed, causing her to lose her balance as the mattress caught her behind the knees. With a little startled cry, the young blonde tumbled back on the bed, her legs opening automatically as she tried to fight for balance, unconsciously baring the narrow pink slit between her legs to her husband's hungry gaze.

Without a word he was on her, pulling her legs around so that she lay lengthwise on the bed. He crawled up between her thighs, then, poising over her for a moment.

"Please, Jack, don't be rough," Angela pleaded, but she could see by his face that lust had made him a stranger to her. Looking down at the beautiful girl spread-eagled below him, the young man reached forward with a groan and dug his hands greedily into her tender body, letting his strong fingers knead her smooth soft belly, then slide up to squeeze her palpitating breasts, leaving scarlet marks in the tender white flesh. Angela groaned in a combination of both pleasure and pain as her husband began to roll her sensitive nipples into pebble-hard little buds between his thumbs and forefingers, sending a long thrill of excitement shuddering through her body. Even though she would like her husband to be more gentle, to take a little more time with her, the now panting young wife felt her body responding to the rough stimulation. She looked up with passion-glazed eyes, beginning to lose herself in his touch, her body beginning to slowly writhe beneath him.

Then his hands were gone, and Angela looked down to see Jack sitting half back on his haunches, one hand next to her on the bed for balance, while with the other hand he seized his massive cock and placed it against her desire-flushed pussy mound, parting the soft blonde hair with the blood-bloated tip, and working it in between her throbbing cuntal lips.

"Oh God," she moaned, "that feels so good." Raising her head up off the bed, the impassioned young woman stared down at the massive rod of angry red male flesh poised against her sensitive genitals, mesmerized by the way the smooth bulbous head flattened against her moistly trembling inner flesh. Oh, how she wanted that marvelous pleasure-giving shaft to stroke her full of wanton ecstasy, bring her to a peak of final fulfillment. If only he didn't… with growing despair the young woman saw how her husband's mighty penis was already swollen almost to the bursting point – how the whole length of it throbbed and jerked as if it had a life of its own, as if he were already about to cum.

"Take your time, oh please take your time," she begged. "Make it last for me, Jack." But the young man was past all hearing as he stared down at the tender flesh beneath, seeing his cock-head already slipping into the needfully dilating vaginal opening that would soon house his entire aching member. With an inarticulate cry, the young man let his full weight fall forward, pressing deep into the softly clinging passage below, letting his hips drive his throbbing penis slowly and relentlessly up into the desire-heated depths between his wife's legs.

"Oh, Christ," he moaned, feeling as if his cock were going to explode immediately, knowing how much he wanted the sweet agony of shooting his hot sperm up into Angela's trembling little belly. And Angela too felt the pulsating member slide up into her more than willing vagina, hurting for a moment and then seeming to fill her with a wild electric shock.

"Uuuuunnnnnhhh," she moaned, her quivering thighs failing open wider to welcome the wonderful intrusion. Perhaps the liquor had released some inhibitions, but the delighted young woman realized she had almost cum with that first hard push. "Maybe tonight… oh God, maybe! Make love to me, Jack," she moaned, "make love to me hard."

The powerful young man hovering above her drew his cock part way out of her hungering cuntal depths, ready to thrust it deep once again to bring her the relief she so desperately needed. Then his body froze and a look of agony came over his face. "I-I can't," he gasped. "I-I'm going to cum… can't hold it back." To her horror, the excited young housewife felt her husband's burgeoning cock already trembling in her, beginning to spasm, too soon, too soon!

"Try, Jack, try," she begged, but it was no use. With an inarticulate cry, the young man fell forward, once again ramming his heavy weapon far up into Angela's receptive cunt just as his white-hot sperm began to spout from the incredibly swollen head.

"Now, now, I'm cumming now," he cried as his back arched, holding his prematurely spurting member buried deep up inside his wife's body.

"No, no," Angela wailed in despair, her hips thrashing as if she were trying to work her husband's rigid penis in and out of her pussy all by herself, knowing that in just another few seconds she would have had the orgasm she so violently needed, the orgasm that had been denied her for so long. Churning and panting, the desperate young woman tried to make it come true, but it was useless. With a final groan, her husband collapsed heavily over her body, pinning her motionless with his exhausted weight. Already she could feel his depleted penis shrinking into uselessness up inside her desperately clutching vagina. Her body too, gave one last frantic shudder, but then surrendered in despair, lying in simmering frustrated need on the bed. The two, husband and wife, lay that way for several moments.

"I-I'm sorry," Jack panted, finally raising his head, but unable to look his wife straight in the eye.

"Sorry," she began bitterly. "Sorry… how does that help…" but then she broke off as she saw the hurt look on her husband's handsome face. "I didn't mean that," she said quickly. "I-I… sometimes I guess I just don't know what I'm saying." Reaching up tenderly, the lovely young blonde began caressing her husband's head, soothing him as if he had been the disappointed one. They lay quietly together for a while, he beside her now, until finally he rolled away from her body with a grunt and was almost instantly asleep. It took the toiling woman quite some time to work the blankets and sheets down so that she could cover him, and then she too crawled under the covers. The young wife closed her eyes to try and sleep, but they soon popped open again. While she had been engaged in comforting her husband, Angela had not noticed her own need, but now that she was lying still in bed, the nagging demanding hunger was once again making itself felt.

Nervously the young wife shifted her legs, pressing her thighs together as if trying to smother the fire that continued to smolder up between them, threatening to burst into flame at any moment. But the added pressure only forced her sensitive vaginal lips against one another and actually increased her frustration. Half-stifling a moan of desire, the young woman felt one hand sliding down over her naked belly underneath the sheets as if it had a life of its own. She knew what she was going to do and tried to stop herself in guilty horror, but it was no use. Inch by inch her trembling hand descended, until it was resting nervously on her soft-curled pubic mound. The confused blonde knew this was wrong and tried to will herself to stop, but her body was crying out for release, and bit by bit, the only thing left in her fevered mind was the reality of those ready fingers poised so near to her aching need.

Not conscious that she had moved, the raggedly breathing girl suddenly felt her fingers press hard against her fevered cuntal flesh, all her fingers at once massaging in a slow soothing movement, touching herself first here, then there, almost crying aloud as a hot bolt of sheer bliss radiated up from her grateful cunt.