Jay Wood - Her incurable passion

Mason had not expected to find nearly so warm a reception from Kate, whom he had been admiring ever since coming on the late shift, nor had he guessed that she would have such a highly skilled way of twisting her loins about his prick. He was also astonished to find that her cunt had such delectable resilience: he had been in bed with more than one virgin but never, as he would later tell her, had he found a woman whose flesh was so firm, so erotically enlivening.

Kate’s animated style of fucking quickly melted down the barriers of his resistance and created in him the desire to honor her request. He held back a few seconds longer, enough to accustom himself to her rhythm, and then began thrusting into her cunt with slow, cannily timed strokes. He did not attempt to sheathe all his prick in her body at once; he suspected that she would not react favorably to total penetration and that she would greatly prefer a slow, delicately timed entry. He found that each time he pressed deeper into her cunt, sinking deeper perhaps an inch at a thrust, Kate’s hips seemed to move with even greater determination as she ground out her own message of lustful fulfillment.

He could tell that she was becoming progressively more aroused as he fucked deeper into her cunt. Each stroke seemed to generate another flutter of erotic pleasure from her frenzied tunnel of love; he rotated his own hips in order to give his thrusts a corkscrew effect and felt her snap her loins up at him with more authority than ever. The walls of her vagina closed down around the head and shaft of his prick with quick, reflexive convulsions as her loins registered the mounting frenzy of her lust. She groaned deep in her throat and fucked back at him with a barely controlled fury that summoned up the best he had to offer.

As they heaved and humped away, Mason gradually increased both the tempo and the force of his bull-like plunges into her cunt. He sensed that Kate wanted to feel his cock slamming into her body with greater force and that desire exactly coincided with his own inclinations. Within a moment or two he was shoving the big, rock-hard shaft back and forth like a big piston. Kate’s thighs tightened about him as she concentrated harder on releasing the flood of passionate feeling which had gathered in the turbulent depths of her womb.

“Unngghhh! Agghhh! Ohhhh!” she moaned as she thrashed about in her anguish. “My God, you’ve got a cock like-unngghhh!-like a fucking stallion! Ohhhh, I can feel it, it’s all the way in, it’s-agghh!-it’s fucking me to death!”

“Fuck!” he muttered as he contracted his buttocks into a mass of throbbing muscle and worked his prick in and out even faster. “Fuck it! Fuck it off! Fuck my cock off and.,. aurrgghhhh! Owwwwwww!”

She reached up to muffle his outcry of agonized distress with a hand, though she most of all wanted to shout out her own rapidly increasing frenzy. She continued to weave her hips around that incomparably stiffened prick and squirmed about with a special tenseness when it was fully planted in her cunt. Kate ground her vulva up against the base of his belly and consciously sought to scrape her clitoris into the sodden mass of wiry hair growing around the root of his prick. She succeeded and felt a blinding, paralyzing jolt of pure physical anguish spread outward from her pussy. The first waves of orgasmic release were so strong that she felt herself slipping into unconsciousness. She managed to retain a semblance of awareness, though only barely, and to continue working her body against Mason’s until she had generated a thorough going torrent of climactic release.

It was at that moment that Mason’s big, sperm-laden balls burst asunder and cascaded their virile load into the heart of Kate’s ripe, hotly aroused cunt. She felt the spurting jets of hot come with blinding clarity. The force of his ejaculation surprised her, as did the vast quantity of sperm which his thick cock emitted, just as that plenteous outpouring made her own orgasm far more enlivening. Her pussy throbbed repeatedly and the walls of her cunt grasped feverishly at his prick; her convulsive spasms were strong enough to draw a low, wailing groan of delight from his lips. He continued fucking his prick back and forth until he could no longer tolerate the intense physical sensations the friction provided, finally prostrating himself atop her and lying there without moving.

“God that was some kind of fuck!” he finally wheezed. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt anyone fuck like you do!”

“I could say the same, and in fact you may consider it said,” Kate replied- “And I must congratulate you on your therapy-I seem to feel much better! I can’t say that I’ve done much to relieve that stiffness though!”

She spoke the honest truth. She could feel his cock still, as big and as hard as ever; the lovely implement filled her cunt to overflowing and gave her a wonderful sensation of fullness. He told her that the stiffness was only momentary and that the tool would soon recede back to its flaccid state.

“After a fuck like that, nobody could keep a stiff for very long,” he said.

“I’m glad to hear that I’ve been of some assistance,” Kate told him. “Ordinarily I’d be only too happy to work on it some more, but right now I’ve got this dreadful feeling that I ought to get back to the floor.”

The abbreviated nature of lovemaking on hospital time, which could hardly be otherwise, given the demands on her time, had always irritated her, and was in fact a major reason that she did not accept more of the opportunities which her good looks afforded her. Mason agreed that it would be much more pleasant if they had another hour or two in which to enjoy each other. They continued talking in that vein and it soon became apparent that he wanted to visit her off duty.

“Well, if you’re free tomorrow morning,” Kate said, “I usually stop at the Rainbow, across the street, and have a bite for breakfast after I get off duty. If you still feel that way and have the time, why don’t you look in? I’m sure we could arrange a way of seeing each other again!”

Kate spent the remainder of her shift performing her routine duties with her usual efficient completeness. Before going back to her floor, she took the precaution of stopping by a toilet and stuffing a wad of tissue paper between her thighs; she knew that Mason had ejaculated profusely and she did not want to run the risk of his sperm seeping through her panties and pantyhose and staining the seat of her uniform. She floated through the remaining hours in a warm, rosy haze of post-orgasmic satisfaction. Mason’s prick had brought her a great deal of pleasure and she found it easy, as well as a source of steady excitement, to think back on the way he had fucked: his tender, thoughtful use of his big tool had considerably raised her estimate of him as a man and she hoped that he would be inspired to repeat his performance at a later date.

After she went off duty, she stopped by a toilet again and found, as she had suspected, that the wad of tissue paper had turned into a sodden mass of wet pulp. She had felt his come seeping out in the previous hours, and now she found that all of her pussy, as well as the tops of her thighs, were coated with a rich mixture of semen and feminine oils. The flow had been highly pleasing to her, naturally reminding her of the fuck she had shared with Mason, and she enjoyed feeling the wetness between her thighs. She left the hospital and walked across the street to the Rainbow Restaurant, where she ordered her customary meal, scrambled eggs and toast. She was almost finished with the meal when she looked up to see Rudi Mason approaching her.