Peter Ryan - Sex clinic wife

Darlene's whole body seemed to quiver in forbidden ecstasy. She had never in her entire life felt such rapturous bliss! The pleasure-pain she was receiving from the rotating finger in her asshole eddied a new dimension to the lewd coupling of the young nurse and her employer. She was forcing her buttocks back onto the viciously thrusting finger, then pushed her pelvis forward to absorb more of his huge throbbing cock.

Lionel Parker could barely control his lust now. His cum-filled balls ached from the desperate need to empty their load, and he pistoned his pulsing prick into her cuntal channel furiously, and drilled his middle finger into her sweet little ass.

He had reached the point of no return, now, and he slid his rhythmically fucking cock in and out of her sweet smooth vagina, concentrating on the liquid feel of her warm clasping channel. He watched the embracing lips of her cunt being pushed in and pulling out around his cock with each stroke he made into her, and felt the contracting muscles of her pussy sucking and massaging his shaft like a milking machine, attempting to swallow all of his delicious hardness deep inside her.

The Sex Clinic Doctor increased the speed and depth of his hammering thrusts as she writhed beneath him, sliding up and down the hardened shaft of his cock with animal like energy, her long slender legs jerking spasmodically, while her satin thighs flowered open to receive every inch of him into her secret depths. His penis pistoned, into her cunt with demoniacal fervor, and he jerked his invading finger from her backside with a wet sucking sound.

Suddenly, the fervently chanting voice of his lovely nurse broke into his sexual reverie as her face contorted with her desperate need to cum. He stared down at her, and her features reflected the sensuality of her deep passion as she moaned aloud. "Oh God! Yes, like that, Doctor Parker! Fuck me like that… fuck… fuck… fuck… I'm going to cum…!"

He grunted in acknowledgement as he labored over her, grinding his huge cock into her hard and deep, going far past the point of maximum penetration that her own husband had ever achieved. He was certain that she would cum soon and he watched as her breasts heaved and quivered with the shocks of his punishing strokes. The spiking pink nipples of her breasts expanded before his eyes as her passionate ecstasy grew more and more. She flailed her head wildly from side to side hopelessly entangling her beautiful blonde hair.

"Now, Darlene… Cum! Cum! Cum!" he spat down at her as he felt the acid burning of his own need for release, and he could only hope that she was ready to cum.

He thrust one more time, and then she convulsed beneath him. Her body writhed and spasmed uncontrollably as wave after wave of orgasmic release thundered through her. "Oh, God! I'm… I'm cummmiiinnnggg!… I'm… AAAuuuRRRgggHHH!"

The young nurse's body clung to him tenaciously as she gained even greater spasms to her voluptuous climax as her lover hammered his cock into her faster and faster. Her breathing was, labored, and came in short feverish gasps.

It was then that the Sex Clinic Doctor fit his own searing heated sperm begin its mad race up the full length of his massive prick. It pumped and spurted unceasingly into her as he ground his pelvis up tight against her loins in one last thrust before he stiffened in the throes of his own climax.

And then it was over. The Sex Clinic Doctor collapsed on top of her, panting heavily from the exertion of his final driving thrusts. Under him, the young nurse basked in the afterglow of her orgasm – the first satisfying one she had had in a long time. She looked up at him gratefully, wanting to thank him, but not knowing how to say it.

"Uh, Doctor…"

"Thanks for the fuck, Darlene," Parker interrupted as he pushed himself up off her to walk over to where he had left his pants. "That was real good… we'll have to do it again some time."

Darlene just lay there on the examination table, surprised, and stared at his back as he left the room, quietly shutting the door behind him.

"Hi, honey!" Roger smiled at his tired wife as she came in the door. "Had a hard day at work?"

"I sure did!" she relaxed back into the love seat. "Boy did I learn a lot today!"

"Oh, yeah?… Bad, huh?" he sympathized with her.

"Oh, no, Roger… not at all! I loved it… I really did!" She self-consciously pulled down the hem of her uniform as she remembered that she was still wearing Jenny's. "I, uh, left my uniform at work, honey… They said that it was too old fashioned, and that I would have to get one like this except in the right size… this one's too small!" she hurried to add at his slightly astounded look at her ripe figure almost popping out of her dress. "Otherwise, how do you like it?"

"Fine, Darlene," he answered, mollified by her clarification. He got up from the armchair and headed into the kitchen. "Hey," he called back at her, "do you want something to drink, a Coke, maybe?"

"Oh, yes, that'd be nice, Roger."

"By the way," he added as he brought her Coke over to her, "you haven't asked me how my exams went today?"

"Oh, Roger, I'm sorry… How did they go?"

"Well, it was really tough, but I did the best I could," he spoke dejectedly, a downcast look on his face. "But," he brightened with a joking smile on his face, "I think I did okay… and I know for sure that I passed!"

"Oh, that's great, Roger! Fm so glad for you!"

They were silent for awhile, and the handsome young husband watched his beautiful wife with her voluptuous figure squeezed into the small uniform as she sipped contentedly from her Coke. She was really gorgeous, he told himself, and he was lucky to have her.

The sight of his lovely young wife in the too-tight dress was causing him to remember an important little item that had been neglected pretty much since he'd been studying… and that something reminded him by giving a lurch in his pants as it started to rise in response to his wife's appearance. He wanted her, he decided, he wanted to fuck her… and right now!

He walked over to her, sitting relaxed in the love seat, and took her glass, setting it down on the small table beside her. She looked up surprised and opened her mouth as if to protest, but Roger quickly bent down and fastened his mouth over her warm soft lips, stifling any protestations she might have made. At first she recoiled in surprise, then relaxed and gave herself over to the enjoyment of the kiss. But Roger broke the kiss too soon, she thought, and sat beside her in the plushy stuffed love seat.

Again he kissed her, his tongue shooting forward deep into her throat until she thought she'd choke. She struggled for her breath, then caught it. She relaxed again, and gave herself up to the little darts of pleasure shooting through her body. She felt a tingling between her legs, the beginning of a moistness that she could hardly comprehend.

Roger's hands then moved to her shoulders, and slid slowly down to the ripe mounds of her breasts. Very gently, he kneaded the melon-shaped orbs, then teased the already protruding buds of her nipples through her uniform with rolling and pinching motions, until she mewled softly with the exquisite pleasure she was deriving from the manipulations.

His hand now stole down to her knee, then moved rapidly upward along her inner thigh until he could feel the, soft tangle of pussy hair under her little bikini panties. She spread her legs wide, holding her thin panty crotch band aside, inviting his lewd access, and with no hesitation his fingers began to explore the warm wet territory of her cunt. Roger's fingers rubbed harder at the sensually moistened lips of her pussy under the skimpy bikini panties. Then his hand left that cock-stirring warmth, and he hooked his fingers into the narrow elastic waistband of her panties and tugged insistently on them. She raised up, and her panties slid easily down under her firm ripe buttocks, and he dropped them on the carpet at her feet.