Gary Jenkins - The Hesitating Couple

On the next instant… she convulsed. spasmodically, beneath him.

“Oh!…! Oooohhh! Gooooddddddd!” she wailed. “I-I’m… I’m… going.. to.. cuuuuuuuuuuummmmm! Oooooohhh!

Aaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuggggghhhh!”

… And, her body writhed and convulsed, uncontrollably, as wave after wave of orgasmic release flooded through her.

Confidently, then, he continued to hammer his cock into her, faster and deeper, with all the strength of his muscular back and legs, and he felt her body-spasms of release, as the clasping cunt-lips, below seemed to suck at him, voraciously. Her breathing was labored, coming in short, feverish, gasping pants.

Then, he sensed the imminent rush of his own searingly heated sperm as his throbbing cock began its own convulsive pumping. He felt the life-liquid begin its mad race the full length of his hardened shaft in stimulating ecstasy, to spew from the bulbous, still expanding cock-head, far up into the quivering softness of her hotly contracting belly. It pumped and spurted in a never-ending stream of delight inside her, and he ground his pelvis up tight, against her in one final., slamming thrust, before he stiffened, immobile, over her, cradled between her thighs, enjoying to the utmost his spewing ejaculative release. His own breath came in uncontrolled, shallow pantings.

As the doctor collapsed on top of her, Faye moaned aloud, in relief, as subsiding waves of relaxing euphoria descended on her sensually over-taxed body and mind. Her thighs quivered, and her belly quaked with the unfathomable pleasure she had just experienced. She had never realized such supreme joy existed on the face of the earth. Limply, her legs fell wide-splayed, cradling the doctor there, shamelessly, while her chest heaved and her heart beat a rapid tattoo against the inside of her ribs. She had been filled… and fulfilled to overflowing.

Everything was complete. Her eyes closed, and for several moments she savored every sensation in her body.

Her reverie was disturbed by the breathy rasp of Doctor Bender’s voice in her ear. “I’d have to say… that you really enjoyed it! Is that right, My Dear?

“OOooh, yes!” It was a heartfelt statement of fact.

Even if it wasn’t your husband… but, I, who fucked you?”

Her heart skipped a beat. She didn’t understand his line of questioning. Her answer stuttered out. “Y-Yes… I-I’ll have to admit… I-I liked it… but what are you g-getting at?”

“And your most heartfelt wish was for your husband to regain his potency?”

Yes… of course! She opened her eyes to look up into Matt’s face as he shifted himself, slightly, and raised his weight from her body.

“Then, just look over there… toward the dining table!” he said with a lewd smile.

Faye looked… and gasped.

“It’s… Bill… and your wife!” She couldn’t believe what she saw.

Bill Wright and Vivian Bender were, themselves, now, on the way to explosive orgasm. He stood behind the doctor’s wife as she leaned over the dining table, her hand behind her between them, holding Bill’s fully hardened cock… and she was guiding it, alternately, into her cunt and her rectum.

“Vivian really likes it like that!” Matt Bender observed.

“In both places…?”

“Yes” He looked hard at her. “Didn’t you like it when I sunk two fingers in your asshole?”

Faye blushed to the roots of her blonde hair, as she realized the truth of his comparison and there was the shock, almost of honor, as she watched her husband, Bill, and Doctor Bender’s wife, Vivian, coupling there in the dining area. She had to adjust to the idea… the idea that had been planted, before the doctor had started making love to her… and was now being realized: The concept of shock therapy for Bill… was working… almost too well. Bill seemed really to be enjoying himself, she noted, as with glazed eyes, a pure look of lust on his face, he plunged in and out of Vivian’s loins, half his strokes in her cunt, the alternate half in her receptive anal orifice. She had to get it all straight, in her mind, somehow.

Her answer to the doctor’s question was delayed, but she gave it, now. “Y-Yes. I-I liked that… t-too…” she admitted.

“I knew you did… now, what do you think about Bill and Vivian’s performance?”

“I-It’s sort of disgusting… but I’m also g-glad that Bill’s able to…”

“To fuck, again… is that what you mean?”

“Yes…”

“Then say it!” Matt snapped. “You said it when you had to beg for it!”

“Yes… I’m glad my husband’s able to fuck… a-again!”

Are you jealous?”

Shouldn’t I be…?” she countered. I do feel a l-little jealous!”

“Do you think Bill’s jealous of you? He was watching us!”

Faye gasped. She had forgotten that, for a moment! Of course, he had watched… that was part of the doctor’s plan… and she felt a new shame that he had seen… But, if he did see me… being fucked by Doctor Bender… it must have helped him to get well! Suddenly, then, she knew she was not jealous of Vivian Bender. How could she be? The other woman had really done her a rare favor! What she did feel was a certain yearning that she could have been the first to experience sexual intercourse with Bill… and his newly resurrected cock. Bill… jealous of her?

“I-I don’t know whether Bill’s j-jealous of me… a-and I just decided… I’m not really jealous of Vivian… I-I just wanted my husband… to myself… I guess…” she said, trying to explain what she felt.

Doctor Bender’s little inquest was over. He grinned at her, boyishly, and said, “You pass with flying colors… now, let’s just watch them for a while.

Faye looked at him, questioningly, “I don’t understand…”

“I’ll explain later…” He turned back to watch his wife and Faye’s husband. As he did, his penis, that had been deflating, still buried deep in her vagina, lurched, expandingly, giving them both a tiny thrill of re-awakening sex.

Faye felt it, too, and gasped, involuntarily, as she turned her head toward Bill and Vivian, feeling a twinge of pride in the virile performance her husband gave.

Bill was only faintly aware that his wife and the doctor were now lying, quietly, on the couch watching him and Vivian, but at that point, he could have cared less! He was ready to cum! The supreme joy, in him, of the knowledge that he could, again, was fantastic, as the brief memory crossed his mind of the many days when he was sure he would never again raise an erection. Now, he could feel the building load of semen, back near the root of his cock that demanded release. Instinctively, he knew, too, that Vivian was ready, as her hips pushed back at him with every stroke, to absorb him to the fullest, each time, in both her orifices, alternately. Christ! I’m almost there… now!

Vivian shoved her full, smoothly working hips back at him harder and tossed over her shoulder at him, “Keep it in my ass… Bill I’m ready to cum!” She took her hand from the shaft of his cock, and leaning flat on the table, raised her hips even higher to him, presenting him easier access to her rear entry; at the same time, she reached back around him with both bands to grasp his hips and pull him more deeply into her.

Sawing into the soft, sponginess of her anus, Bill felt it begin for him… then, Vivian screamed out her own orgasm, her body convulsing, jerkily, and her hips screwing back at him, crazily. With closed eyes, she let it come to her, opening her mouth to scream in exquisite rapture. “000ooooohh! God! I’m cuuuuuuurnmmmmiiiiiiinnnnnngggg! Fuck me… good! Bill… fuck me… good! Aaaaaaauuuuugggghhhh!”

Bill came with her scream.

His jism jetted like fire from the head of his cock, deep into the moist, warm sheath of her rectum, his cock pumping wildly as the hot, white sperm racing through him brought him almost excruciating pleasure. “Augh! AAuuggh! Aaaauuuggh!” he groaned, with one final plunge far up into her clinging backside. Then, he collapsed, bending forward at the waist, to press his weight down, heavily, on Vivian’s back.