Richard Van Dorne - Ravished wife

"I've never loved anyone," he said breaking the silence between them. "But if it's what I imagined it to be, then I feel it now."

She wanted to believe him so badly. If it's true, she thought, if it's true… But she was afraid to finish the sentence in her mind. Her thoughts were changing to colors instead of pictures, and she could not reply or adjust the strange desires that were growing within her.

"Is that too quick for you?" he asked, suddenly shifting his weight. "Maybe we need more time."

He made a motion to get up, but she stopped him, bending down and gently touching his lips with hers, as if it were the first time. She needed him to know that she felt the same, even though she couldn't find the words, and she let her lips rest on his, softly inhaling his breath through her moist open lips. This has got to be right, she thought. She wanted to kiss him out of love, cleanly and gently, and not with the contrived manners of sex she had learned so well over the past months.

They stopped for a moment staring into each other's eyes.

"I never felt like this before," she said. "No one could have said that and meant it as much as you do."

There was no need for another word, he thought, as he kissed her again, this time eagerly, showing her that he wanted her now. He trapped her lower lip between his and sucked it into his mouth, feeling her tongue, hard and wet slip in behind, probing at the insides of his mouth. They embraced more tightly, almost crushing each other with urgent strength as a fire began to build between his legs.

"Let's move," she said almost breathlessly as she stood up.

Sammy got to his feet, but was uncertain about what he should do. He knew what he wanted and what a man would do in a normal situation. But she was a prostitute and had already had other men tonight. Maybe she wouldn't be ready, maybe she wanted to wait.

"Sammy, I want you," she said almost pleading. "I want you and you alone, more than I ever wanted anybody!"

She turned and he followed her, but his mind couldn't rest. Why did she have to say something like that, always referring to other men. Maybe it was all the same to her. Maybe all men were alike, and she would be just performing again. He tried to put it out of his mind as he came up behind her beside the bed and looked at her, feeling his penis now hard and pressing inside his trousers.

As they sat on the bed silently, he started to kiss her again, lightly touching the soft clean skin of her cheek. No one else has screwed her here, he thought, but Goddamn it, why has there ever been anyone else ever? It angered him to think of all those other men. Men! She had no right, he thought. She's mine, and mine alone.

His hands moved over her robe to the open front and traced a path to the single large button that fastened it. Easily he opened it and ran his hand up the smooth white skin of her naked torso until he got to the top, then eased it from her arms and watched it flop onto the bed in a silent pile. His fingers roamed over her trembling breasts and across her belly exploring every tingling inch of her nakedness, wanting to tear at her and make love to her savagely until the pressure in his loins was drained.

As she lay back onto the bed he leaned over her and began caressing the tight pink tip of one nipple, playing with it gently and biting it just enough to make her groan. He sucked the hard round end of her breast into his mouth and felt her tremble as she ran her hands through his hair.

Panting through his nostrils he wanted more for his hungry mouth and began to move his head lower across, the soft skin of her belly. Someone else had made love to her tonight, he thought, but he had only fucked her. I'm gonna make love to her like no one ever had. She'll never want anyone else, his mind continued as his head moved toward the soft brown triangle of her loins.

His tongue slid through the silken pubic hair that covered her vagina and found the pink lips that had parted in anticipation of his tongue. He turned his head back and forth for a moment, whiffing the honeyed smell of her vagina, then slipped his tongue into the warm waiting slit and ran it teasingly along the quivering pink flesh.

He heard her moan as he expertly sought out her clitoris with the hard, wet tip of his tongue. He took it between his lips and pulled at the tiny erect bud making her whole body tremble as she moaned out her passion again.

There was no guesswork now, he thought, as she trembled beneath him. He could feel her urgency, her need for him to fill her aching pussy with his swollen cock. He stood up and removed his clothing quickly, freeing his straining penis from its imprisonment, letting it spring up and jut straight from his body, pulsating in the air. It hung over her body, and he watched her as he removed his socks. She was the most sensual, beautiful woman he had ever seen, and she was his now.

Slowly he got back onto the bed and traced a path with his lips from her ankle all the way along her lean supple body until he touched her mouth. As he kissed her his hands sought every part of her body that he could excite with his touch, teasing and taunting her lust-incited flesh.

Needing him so badly she could almost scream, she sucked his tongue deep into her mouth, trying to pull him into her.

"Please, Sammy!" she gasped. "Please, now!"

Had she said that to the others, begged them like she was him, he thought. His jealousy only incited him more and he could feel his throbbing cock aching to get between the hair-lined lips of her pussy and fill the hot damp cavern with his sperm.

Expertly he sought the quivering wet lips hidden in the silken hair. His fingers toyed for a moment with the throbbing bud of her clitoris, then slipped along the pink flesh to the wet opening of her cunt.

"Oh, God!" she moaned as the tip of his probing finger slipped wetly inside.

He knew how much she wanted him, and the thought of all the other men who had fucked her seemed to slip into the back of his mind as he toyed with the burning flesh of her pussy.

For the first time he felt her move her hand, slipping her fingers between his legs and grasping his rigid cock. He felt her urge him toward her aching pussy as she gently stroked the rock hard cock that pulsated with every beat of his lust-maddened heart. Even before his massive prick touched the pink lips of her cunt he could feel the burning fire that was torturing her inside.

"Mmmmm," she groaned softly as the smooth rubbery head touched the waiting opening.

For only a second he paused, gently rocking back and forth on his knees, teasing the trembling opening, then suddenly he thrust his rigid cock deep into the burning cavern between her open thighs.

"Oh, oh, oh," she gasped as he filled her with his pulsating prick.

His mouth spread to a wide ecstatic grin as the wet slippery walls of her vagina enfolded over his throbbing cock, sucking at it with the clenching muscles of his desire. He sighed, his mouth wide open as he slid deeper and deeper into her fiery pussy until he completely filled her.

He could feel her whole body twitching underneath him as he began to stroke rhythmically, feeling the hard contact of her pelvis smacking into his as he drove his prick in and out.

She moved in perfect time with him, pushing and dropping her hips as his light groans of ecstatic pleasure spurred her to higher and higher plateaus of passion.

"Never. Oh never before!" she cried gasping as she drove herself toward a frenzy of sexual excitement, using every straining muscle in her tortured body to meet the demands of his huge cock as it sank in and out of her aching cunt. She dug her fingernails into his back, drawing blood as she tried to pull him deeper into the already stretched cavern that ached with a crazed desire for more and more of this man who had suddenly become her life.