Room and Bored: Part 4

Dale helps Nancy after her fall.

Based on a post by Krosis, in 5 parts. Listen to the ►  Podcast at Steamy Stories.

 

Once Dale had his privacy, he dropped his jeans and started to stroke his cock. Pretty soon he was approaching orgasm, and he grabbed the tissue box.

Thump Thump Thump Thump! "Ow!"

Dale turned. Nancy was sprawled at the bottom of the basement stairs, holding one ankle and grimacing.

He quickly pulled up his pants and rushed over to her. "Are you alright?"

"I hurt my ankle! Oow!" Tears were rolling down her cheeks.

"Don't move!" he advised her. "Just your ankle, not your head or other, parts?" He noticed that her tights were around her ankles. "Did you trip on your tights?"

She flushed red. "Not exactly."

He looked up the stairwell. "What were you doing at the top of my stairs?"

She turned even redder. "Don't make me say it."

Then it hit him. "Oh." He was flabbergasted, she was, peeping at him and playing with herself?

He picked her up under her knees and shoulders, making her squeak, and placed her gently onto his bed.

"Dale?"

"Pull your tights off, please. I'll have a look at your ankle." She awkwardly did so, wincing as they slid off of her injured ankle, and he bent down to examine it. "Can you move it at all?"

"Umm, erk." She was able to move it a bit, but not all the way around.

"Can you flex your toes?" She could. He stood up. "It's just a light sprain, I've had one before. No point in going to the hospital. They'll charge you a few hundred dollars just to wrap it in a tensor bandage, one of which I have in my medical kit." He went and got it, and then wrapped the bandage firmly around her ankle. "If the swelling gets really big, though, we will have to go to the hospital."

She looked at him, impressed. "You have a medical kit."

"Yeah, it helps to be prepared for anything. Worked out in this case, right?"

Nancy felt her cheeks redden again. Dale was so thoughtful, taking care of her after her stupid, embarrassing accident.

"You should sleep down here," he informed her.

"Um, what?"

He looked at the stairs. "I could help you upstairs, but you really shouldn't move until you've healed a bit overnight. Plus, if you need to go to the bathroom, it's right there." He pointed to the door in the corner of his suite.

"I don't know, "

"I'll sleep on the floor." He grabbed a pillow and walked over to his linen closet.

"The floor's hardwood tile, I put it in myself," she told him. "You're not sleeping on it, or you won't be rested enough for school tomorrow. C'mon, " She scooted to one side of the bed and patted the other. "I'll sleep on top of the covers," she said as she saw his concerned look, "okay?"

Dale brushed his teeth and slipped under the covers, keeping only his boxers on. "Good nite," he said to her again.

"Sweet dreams."

Nancy had tried putting her tights back on while Dale was in the bathroom, but she couldn't get them over the tensor bandage without hurting her ankle. Wearing only her long t-shirt and panties, after sleeping for a bit, she woke up cold. Well, he seems to be asleep, she considered, so it'll be safe for me to get under the covers now. She awkwardly contorted her body to do so, and instantly felt warmer. "Ahh, " she sighed, falling back into slumber.

 

That evening, the temperature dropped; Autumn had finally arrived in full force. As they slept, Dale's and Nancy's bodies, feeling the creeping chill, naturally gravitated toward the nearest source of heat: each other's bodies.

Nancy woke to the feeling of something hard pressing into her lower back, and a hand on one of her boobs, over her t-shirt. Dale's palm couldn't fully encompass her D-cup tit, but it was holding the underside, just below her erect nipple. "Dale?" she called out softly.

He didn't answer, or even move.

She put her own hand over his. This was such a thrillingly intimate situation, and she had been starved for affection, not to mention jealous of Trish. She pressed Dale's hand into her tit and moaned. She knew that was Dale's large erection pressing into her lower back. A few hours ago she had been masturbating as she watched Dale whacking off again, and then she slipped and had tumbled down into his suite, so embarrassing! And yet Dale had immediately taken charge, tending to her injury. She rather liked how assertive and decisive he had become in the moment. She tried flexing her ankle, but it was held fast by the tensor bandage, probably for the best, she thought. Dale was such a good boy -- good man, she amended. That was definitely a man's cock digging into her back.

Her masturbation had been aborted by her tumble down the stairs, and now that she was no longer in pain, her body demanded release. She slithered upward and felt Dale's cock slide down her spine until it slipped between her ass cheeks. "Hmm, " she moaned, but she could feel that his erection was still constrained by his underwear. Moving her hand from his, she arched her back so that she could slip it between them. Yes, there was his cock, pressing resolutely at the fabric of his boxers. Her fingers found the front hole, unfastened the button, and then adjusted the fabric so that,

Dale's cock sprang out and smacked right into her puffy, panty-covered pussy lips, making her start. "Eep!"

"Mm, " Dale murmured.

Nancy froze. If Dale woke up now, things would be hard to explain. Hard, she could feel the tip of his hard cock pressing into her panties. Had he moved his hips a bit? It felt good. She adjusted her own hips and felt his cock head slip between her vaginal lips, the fabric of her panties the only thing protecting her from breaking her marriage vows. "Mmm, " she moaned as she moved her hand inside the front of her panties to manipulate her clit. She felt that she could cum like this, and then she'd go back to sleep, with Dale none the wiser.

As she frigged her clit, she also rolled her hips, causing the tip of Dale's cock to slide back and forth along her pussy lips. Her vaginal flower bloomed, her vulva opening to welcome his manhood, though it was still constrained by that single layer of stretchy cotton. She both loved and hated her panties at that moment.

As she got closer to her release, her thighs instinctively closed on his cock, shallowly stroking it as she moved her hips. She was close, very close. She moved her other hand to tweak one of her hard nipples and started to cum. A couple of things happened at once:

Her hips pushed down toward Dale's cock, her body instinctively trying to achieve penetration. Dale, still sleeping but overstimulated from his own incomplete masturbation earlier, pushed his cock forward due to the same instinct.

"Nuh!" Nancy bit her lip to stifle her orgasmic cry as the head of Dale's cock stretched the fabric of her panties enough so that it dipped into her very wet pussy just as they both came. The sperm-filled semen of his orgasm, delayed for hours, gushed into the thin layer of fabric, soaking it, and when that potent deluge finally exceeded the cotton's absorbency limit, began to drip through into Nancy's vulnerable, orgasming vagina.

Feeling the warmth of Dale's excess cum running down her ass cheek, Nancy came again at the forbidden thrill of making the young man cum in his sleep while they were so intimately entwined.

Dale grunted as spurt after spurt of his dangerous cum was only momentarily stopped by Nancy's underwear before it dripped through the sopping wet material into her wanton body. Lost in her own orgasm, she was unaware that her makeshift birth control had failed.

Finally, she calmed down from her overwhelming orgasm and relaxed her thighs. Dale rolled onto his back and sighed.

She froze again. "Dale?" Again there was no answer. She reached over, tucked his dwindling cock back into his boxers, and went back to sleep, relaxed and sated. Unknown to her, the drops of Dale's sperm that had soaked through her panties and slipped into her vagina swam deeper inside her receptive body.

Dale helps Nancy to her bedroom.

In the morning, Nancy woke first and realized that she needed to get out from underneath the covers before Dale noticed, as she had told him that she'd sleep on top of them. She sashayed out, hissing as her sprained ankle got caught in the sheets.

"Hm? Nancy?" Dale blinked awake as she quickly extricated herself from the sheets and sat on the edge of the bed.

She wrinkled her nose. "You should change your sheets, Dale." They didn't actually smell, but she had to get rid of the evidence of his massive ejaculation from the previous night.

He sat up. "Oh, I didn't even think, they're kinda stinky, huh?" He threw off the sheets. "Ack!" Quickly, he turned away from her and fussed with the front of his boxers.

Nancy mentally kicked herself, she had forgotten to refasten the button on his boxers the previous night, so his penis must have poked out through the hole again.

The crisis averted, Dale pulled on his jeans and a fresh shirt. "Okay, " He grabbed all the bedclothes, rolled them up into a ball, and dropped them into his laundry basket. "I'll grab more sheets and a comforter later, let's get you upstairs."

She grabbed her tights and put her other arm around his shoulders so he could help her up the stairs. "All the way upstairs, please," she asked him, "I should probably shower, er, bathe," she amended, realizing that there was no way that she could stand for a shower.

He continued to act as a makeshift crutch so that she could pull out a fresh pair of underwear and another long shirt from her bedroom's chest of drawers. "I can't put on tights with the bandage on," she explained.

Dale knew that she could just put on pants or a skirt, but he wasn't going to argue, as then he wouldn't be able to see more of his sexy landlady's shapely gams. He helped her sit on the edge of the bathtub before heading out of the bathroom and closing the door behind him. He soon heard the sound of running water as she drew her bath.

Nancy lay in the tub, her foot elevated above the water as Dale had suggested, and thought about the previous night. The young man's penis had definitely been inside her, just a little. Instead of feeling bad about it, though, she felt turned on again. He had cum with his cock pressed into the fabric of her panties, that stretchy cloth her only protection against his dangerous cum as he spent himself upon it. She wasn't stupid, she knew that cotton was hardly prophylactic, but it had only been, she calculated, 10 days since her period started? That was pretty safe, she figured. Wasn't it?

Dale had decided to wash himself as well, and headed back down to his suite to shower once he heard the noise of the water upstairs stop. Nancy would soak for a while, he figured, but he'd make sure to have a quick shower so he'd be ready if she needed his help again. Without a crutch, he realized, she'd need him just to get around the house.

As he exited the shower, he heard Nancy yelling his name. He quickly tied a towel around his midsection and dashed upstairs. He knocked on the bathroom door. "Nancy?"

He heard her through the door, "Oh, Dale! I need your help."

"Are you dressed?"

There was a pause.

"Nancy?"

"No. I can't get out of the tub." She sounded miserable.

"Oh!" Dale looked down at himself only wearing a towel. "I'm coming in." He covered his eyes with one hand and opened the door.

She snickered at seeing him. "Oh, Dale, thank you, but honestly, you've seen all of me before."

"True, " he lowered his hand but kept his eyes on the tiled bathroom floor, glancing up to see her holding her arms out to him. It reminded him momentarily of a baby wanting to play 'upsy daisy'.

"Just get me to my feet and I'll take care of the rest," she advised him.

He leaned forward, hooked his arms under her shoulders, and lifted with his legs. If he had lifted with his back he might have hurt himself, but as his knees bent, they pulled at the loosely fastened towel around his waist. As he stood up with her, several things happened at once:

Nancy went to put her weight on Dale, but this caused her D-cup boobs to press into his chest. At the same time, his towel dropped to the floor. The feel of her hot tit flesh pressing into his bare chest caused the half-chub that had already started manifesting upon seeing her naked body in the tub to go full-on chubbie.

"Oh!" she gasped as she felt his erection rise between her legs.

"Ack!" Dale tried to pull away, but when Nancy realized that this was going to cause him to drop her, she wrapped her arms around his neck. The resulting imbalance caused her to pitch forward, which then sent Dale falling backwards. "No no no!" He pinwheeled and caught the towel rack with one hand, tearing it from the wall as they fell to the cold tile. "Ow, " he moaned. The back of his head had hit the tile, but it would have been much worse if the towel rack hadn't sacrificed its life, he realized.

"Dale! Are you okay?" Nancy's face was before him, looking worried.

"You're so beautiful, "

Her face flushed. "You, uh, you hit your head?" Then she realized that she was lying upon him, and both of them were naked. She also realized that his penis had somehow stayed between her legs, and was still hard. "Dale?"

He leaned forward and kissed her. She was surprised, but soon returned his passion. Her sexual energy had been like a chained beast, stalking back and forth in its cage, but the door had been unlocked now. She started to roll her hips and felt the underside of Dale's hard cock rubbing against her clit and between her vaginal lips. She sucked his tongue into her mouth and moaned, feeling her hard nipples slide along his chest as she moved.

Dale still felt a bit dazed from the fall, but he knew what felt good, and he had wanted this for so long! He could feel Nancy's wet pussy sliding up and down the underside of his shaft, but it wasn't enough. On her next movement up, he moved his body down, and as she slid back down, the head of his cock popped between her vaginal lips.

She broke the kiss. "Uh!" Dale was inside her, she realized, her marriage vows were broken now.

She didn't care. The last vestige of resistance was gone, and she pressed down upon him, feeling his thickness invade her cheating pussy inch by inch. When the pressure became too much, she pulled up and then pressed down again, feeling even more of him invading her womanly core. She did it again, and again, and finally, all of him was inside her, deeper than any man had ever been before. Deeper than any would likely ever be again, she realized, and cried out as she came. "Oh! Uh! Oh my God, " Finally, she came down from her orgasm and stopped moving. "Dale, take me to my bed."

He carefully withdrew, picked her up under her shoulders and knees, as he had after she had fallen the previous night, and took her to her bedroom. After placing her gently on the bed, he turned to leave, thinking that she had changed her mind.

"No! Dale, please, make love to me."

He turned back, surprised and delighted, and dove onto the bed between her legs, making her giggle. Within a few seconds, his hard cock was once again slipping inside her as they kissed lovingly. He made sure to go slow. Trish always wanted to get fucked, but Nancy had asked him to make love to her. Each method had its own pleasure, he realized, but making love with someone you truly cared about was the best.

Dale touched every inch of her (except for her sprained ankle), spending a lot of time caressing, nibbling, and sucking at her bountiful tits. His hands moved along her curves, caressing her fantastic hips and ass as he slid into her again and again.

She arched her back as she came again. "Ah! Umm, oh, Dale, "

Soon, he started to thrust faster. "Nancy, I'm gonna, "

"It's okay, Dale, it's a safe day. Cum in me!"

And he did, crying out in pleasure as the most powerful orgasm he'd ever experienced roared up his shaft and injected itself deep inside his older lover, filling her unprotected reproductive system with his virile seed.

Feeling the illicit thrill of cuckolding her stupid husband in their marital bed as Dale filled her ripe body up with hot sperm, Nancy came as well, stars exploding behind her eyes as she felt each spurt of his forbidden cum filling her. "Uh huh! Oh! Nuh!"

Finally, Dale fell upon her, both of them breathing heavily. "Now what?" he asked her.

The new lovers stay in bed.

Finally, Dale fell upon her, both of them breathing heavily. "Now what?" he asked her.

Nancy took stock of the moment: she was in her marital bed, with her teen renter between her legs, his large but softening cock still within her, and his sperm soaking into her depths. Her husband would be away for another week, and she was feeling very sexually satisfied, unlike with her husband.

"Now, " she told the young man, "we wait until you can get it back up."

He lifted his eyes to hers, surprised. After the hot moments they'd had a couple weeks ago, followed by her cold reactions, he had expected her to regret what they'd done and break it off again. His cock twitched inside her.

"Ooh, I felt that," she giggled. "You gonna be able to, oh shit!" She looked at the clock. "You need to go to school! You're already late."

He sighed. "It's college, I'll just tell the professors I'm sick and they'll email me today's work. Oh, professor, I just can't get out of bed, it's so warm and snuggly, " He nestled his face into Nancy's neck, nibbling and kissing.

She giggled again. "Soo, can you get it up again, right now?"

He pulled out gently and rolled to the side. "I'll need a few minutes, and breakfast."

She considered her ankle. "Umm, "

"I'll handle it." He bounded from the bed, giving her naked form a lascivious grin as he went.

As Nancy lay there, her body humming with satisfaction, her fingers lazily sauntered downward to play with her splayed pussy lips as they recovered from the repeated incursion of Dale's large member. A little of his cum leaked out, and she dabbed some up with her fingers to consider it. She was pretty sure that it was a safe day, but her cycle varied. She figured that they should probably use a condom next time.

Then as she started to rub her clit, she reconsidered. Getting more sperm inside her today wouldn't be any more dangerous, as the ones from that first load would probably live for a couple days in her warm, receptive body. "Mmm, " she moaned, thinking about Dale's swimmers as they made their way deeper inside her, searching for an egg.

Tomorrow, she decided as she felt another orgasm rise. Tomorrow they'd start using condoms,

 

"Ta-da!"

Nancy came awake, one hand still between her legs. She had dozed off after her orgasm.

Dale walked in, a tray in hand with two plates, and mugs of steaming coffee. Nancy felt her heart skip a beat at this, and also upon noticing that he was still shirtless, though he had put on some jeans. She could smell bacon and eggs along with the coffee. "Oh, Dale, "

They ate and then she snuggled into his shoulder. This is so nice, she thought, like when she had first started sleeping over at Michael's when they were dating,  She frowned. No, she wasn't going to think about her husband right now, she resolved; he was a week away, in another city, and had been emotionally distant for weeks before, since that visit to the doctor. 'No point to keep trying,' he had said, choosing to sulk instead of increase his sex drive to offset his low sperm count.

With her head nestled under Dale's arm, she was close to his bare chest. She moved her face down and licked at his nipple.

He hissed. "Sensitive, "

She lightly bit it.

"Ahh! Nancy!" He sat up, causing her to fall back.

"Just trying to get a rise out of you. Seems like it worked," she remarked as she rubbed at the crotch of his jeans.

Dale looked down at Nancy's curvy naked form with undisguised lust and unfastened his pants. He was prepared to go down on her, but she was already wet from his previous load and her own juices as her body prepared itself for another insemination. She wasn't sure she'd be able to ride him, or take him doggy style with her ankle in its current condition, so she lay back again. However, instead of just moving into the standard missionary position, he lay sideways, entwined her legs with his, and pushed his hard member into her at a 90 degree angle.

"Oh, that's different, " she moaned. She almost asked him where he had learned how to do that, but the answer would have been Trish, of course, the bitch that had taken his virginity, another person that she didn't want to think about right then.

Dale grabbed her thigh and used it to lever himself deeper inside her, making her moan again with pleasure. With this position, she reached down and realized that she could easily play with her clit as he pumped into her. She liked it, and was even able to kiss him as he leaned forward/sideways to bring his lips to hers. Soon, the combination of his thickness thrusting deep inside her again and again, combined with her clitoral play, brought her to orgasm once more, and she arched her back. This caused Dale's cock to slide along her G-spot, extending her orgasm and making her body tighten up and shake. "Oh fuck! Oh!"

As she came down from her hard cum, Dale stopped thrusting.

"You didn't cum?" she asked him.

"Just need a rest. Lots of muscles used for that position." He pulled out and lay back.

"Well, why don't I take over?" She got to her knees and took his wet cock into her mouth.

"Oh wow, " he moaned. Nancy couldn't take him all the way down her throat like Trish could, and she didn't seem as experienced, but he preferred Nancy because, it was Nancy. She had such a look of wonderment on her face as she worshipped his hard member, licking and stroking as she took a little over half of it into her mouth. He stared at her adoringly.

She stopped. "You're staring at me," she stated, her face reddening.

"You're beautiful," he said, and pounced upon her, pushing her back lightly and bringing his very stiff cock to her sopping pussy once more. As she looked down at his penis, he pressed the head inside her.

"Oh, Dale, " She nibbled her lower lip as he continued pushing very slowly into her. "Mm-mm!"

He pulled back so only the head was still in her, and then pressed in slowly again.

She was panting now. "More, give me more, "

He did, excruciatingly slowly.

"Ah, heh, ah, Dale, please, " Her whole body was shaking with need.

Finally, he pushed all the way inside her and clamped his mouth to hers as she came, feeling the tip of his cock pressing insistently at the mouth of her womb.

"Umm! Umm hmm!" she moaned as their tongues danced.

Then Dale pulled back and pushed in again. He could feel Nancy's vagina, still cumming around his cock, urging it to give her more of his seed. He began thrusting faster, her vibrating pussy helping him to move swiftly toward his second orgasm of the day.

All the sex with Trish, with her pregnancy kink, had had an effect on Dale's brain. He almost whispered into Nancy's ear that he wanted to fill her body with his sperm and give her a baby. He held back, but heard it in his head. His hands moved to Nancy's large tits, which he felt would look amazing as they grew even more and filled with milk for their child, then his hands moved down to her rounded hips, perfectly made for birthing babies. He wanted to fill her ripe body up with his sperm, to merge their genes together to form new life. He wished it wasn't a safe day. He thrust harder, deeper, wanting to make sure that he shot his cum as far inside the libidinous woman as he could.

“Dale, oh, !" Her orgasm had ended, but as she felt him moving to his own, she already felt another rising from deep within her. He was going to fill her with another load of creamy teenage sperm! She wrapped her legs around him. She could feel his cock expanding,

"Uh! Fu, ah!" He cried out as Nancy gasped, and he felt another of her orgasms rippling through her pussy, urging his cock to fill her with its load. "Ah! Shit! Nancy!" His orgasm rushed up his shaft and pressure-washed her cervix.

"Huh, " she moaned as she shook, feeling the hot, wet pressure deep inside her. The entrance to her womb spasmed open in orgasm and her body pulled whorls of Dale's sperm-filled semen into her most private of places, which previously had only been reserved for her husband. "Ho oh, "

Dale collapsed upon her. While Nancy was still jealous of Trish for taking Dale's virginity, she had to mentally thank the woman for training him in the art of love. She'd never cum that hard before.

Sex, pizza, gaming, sex.

They dozed for a while, entwined in Nancy's marital bed. Dale woke when his phone indicated that someone had sent him a social message. When he checked it, he saw that Melanie was checking in:

*Hey u not @ school 2day?*

He typed back, *Nope just taking a day off to help my landlady*

*Aw you’re so nice*

He winced at her 'your' vs. 'you're' mix-up, but kept quiet about it. He didn't really know what to type back, so he let the conversation drop.

"Help a girl up to pee?"

He turned and saw Nancy's embarrassed face. "Oh, yeah, come here, "

She didn't want him to stick around for that, though, and waved him out of the room once he got her situated on the porcelain throne. After she was done, he helped her back to bed.

"Don't tell me," she said, "you engineered all this sex so I'd stay in bed and off of my ankle."

"Guilty as charged!" he said, his hands in the air. Then he fell upon her again and they made out for a while, but since they were still recovering from earlier, they soon fell back into slumber.

 

"Pizza?"

Dale opened his eyes. "What time is it?"

"Almost four," she replied, looking at her phone. "Guess we needed the rest."

"Yeah, pizza sounds really good."

Nancy donned another t-shirt and panties, the latter only so that she wouldn't be leaking Dale's cum, and he helped her downstairs. After the food was delivered and they ate, they played more Dragon Era on the couch.

"So now that we've fucked Alain, can we do it again?" she asked, sitting behind him this time, her legs akimbo about his hips as he leaned forward to allow the shorter woman to see the screen over his shoulder.

"Yeah, but it just repeats the same animation. Now that we have Lily and Vezzir in the party, we can start flirting with them too."

"Lily the bard? So we can be bi, huh?" She considered. "Or Vezzir the Elf? He seems too cocksure."

Dale looked back at her. "You don't like confident men? You seemed to like it when I took charge."

She blushed. "Okay, fine, let's go talk to him."

Soon, though, Nancy's hands wandered, rubbing at Dale's shoulders.

"That's nice, " he sighed. "Yard work's kinda tough."

She moved her hands down to his lower back. He had opened up a line of questioning that she didn't want to follow up on. 'What else does Trish have you doing over there, Dale? Polishing knobs? Some drain snaking?' That conversation would kill the mood, how could she argue the propriety of him fucking Trish while Nancy, a married woman herself, had been boffing him all day? She didn't own Dale, nor did he own her. What he did over at Trish's was none of her business, and she didn't want to think about it anymore.

Her hand slipped around his hip and massaged his bulge. Dale paused the game and moved a hand back, between her legs, and she moaned as he quickly found her clit. Feeling the need to take him for herself, she slipped from behind him on her knees, making sure to keep her bad ankle off of the couch, and told him to take his clothes off. He was quickly naked, his hard cock ready and willing. "I wanna do this again, " she said, climbing into his lap and rubbing her panty-covered pussy along his hard shaft.

He pulled her shirt up and off of her, and dove into her large tits, licking and sucking. The last time they had done this, a couple weeks previous, she had gotten overheated and put the head of his cock into her panties, where he blew a huge load all over her clit and pussy lips. This time, however, she pulled her panties to the side, angled his stiff member up, and then sank her hot, wet pussy down upon it.

"Oh, Nancy, " he moaned, and looked up at her adoringly.

She grabbed his face and kissed him passionately as she rode him. After all the sex they'd had earlier, her vagina was able to take him more easily, but she still felt incredibly full inside. It was the same day, she told herself, so still safe. She was going to ride him until he filled her up with his hot cum again. Her pussy gave a pleasurable twitch at that thought, and she bounced harder.

Dale broke the kiss and took one of her substantial nipples into his mouth.

"Huh!" As he started to suck, Nancy grunted as an orgasm quickly blew through her. Her body felt overheated, filled with energy as she rode him hard.

Dale switched tits and he felt another small orgasm ripple through Nancy's pussy and along his cock. "Mmf!" he cried out as her demanding body pulled his own orgasm from his loins. He lay back and arched his spine. "Oh, ah! Nancy!"

Her eyes opened wide as she felt Dale's shaft expand inside her needy pussy and then fill her with hot love. She felt her tits, with their hard nipples, bouncing up and down as she continued to ride him, urging more of his cum to fill her deepest recesses. "Uh! Aha!" she cried out in pleasure as the younger man inseminated her nearly fertile body.

She lay upon him, her body shaking from orgasmic aftershocks. "H-uhh! You fuck me so good, Dale, "

She found that his face had been buried by her ample chest, so his attempt to speak had reverberated through the flesh of her tits. "Oops!" She pulled back.

"You fuck Me so good, you're amazing, Nancy."

"Oh, " Her eyes shone a little as she caressed his cheek and gave him a loving kiss.

 

That night, he joined her in her bed, 'just in case she needed anything.' What she needed, apparently, was another injection of his potent sperm inside her body that was rapidly approaching its fertile time of the month before they finally fell asleep, tired but happy.

At about 3 AM, she woke up with Dale's hard cock grinding at her ass as he slept. As she had done the previous night, she slipped his shaft between her legs where the tip pressed against her pussy. Unlike the previous night, though, she wasn't wearing panties, and before long Dale woke up as his cock slipped inside her.

It's past midnight but not really tomorrow, she told herself as he got to his knees to fuck her from behind while she lay on her side. It'll be tomorrow when we get up, and then we'll have to start using condoms, she decided.

Dale gets an unexpected text message.

"Ta da!" Nancy awoke to see Dale walk into her bedroom with a metal crutch in hand.

"Where'd you get that?"

"Online, used. They just dropped it off. C'mon, give it a try." He helped her to her feet and she situated it under her arm. It was a bit too tall, so Dale adjusted the length and soon she was crutching her way around the room without difficulty.

"Oh, thank you, Dale!" She gave him a kiss on the cheek. "How much do I owe you?"

"It's a gift. Well worth it to make sure you're mobile while I'm at school."

"Well, okay," she agreed. "C'mon, I'll make breakfast while you get ready." She threw on another t-shirt and panties, as well as a pair of shorts.

Feeling stir crazy after spending all of the previous day and night indoors, she threw open the front drapes and let the sun shine in. Colorful leaves were flying here and there, now that the weather was finally turning colder. She hobbled around the kitchen, making eggs, bacon, toast, and coffee.

Dale came back up from his suite a few minutes later and helped prepare the rest of the meal. It was almost ready when he came up from behind and grabbed one of her boobs.

"Oh!"

Then he was kissing her neck, one of her weaknesses. His other hand pulled down her shorts and panties, and then he lifted her leg with the bad ankle up onto the counter. "Uhh, Dale, " she moaned. He dropped to his knees and pressed his mouth to her pussy, his tongue delving between her vaginal lips. She cried out in pleasure, and soon her clit came out to play. As she got close to orgasm, he pulled away. "Uh?"

Dale grabbed her hips and thrust his large cock inside her very wet puss.

"Uh!" Nancy cried out as she felt his member fill her. He thrust again and again, pushing a bit more inside her until he was completely ensconced within her vulnerable pussy. All the thrusting had caused her to fall forward so that her large tits were crushed onto the countertop, and her hard nipples rubbed on it, back and forth, with each thrust. Here they were, having sex right in the kitchen,

Her eyes flew open and looked at the front of the house. "Dale! Uh, the window's wide open! Anyone could see us! Hah, "

"I'll be quick," he growled.

The thrill of possible discovery, combined with how intensely Dale was taking her, only heightened her excitement, and she could feel that she was going to cum soon. His thrusts had pushed her further up onto the counter now, so her clit was rubbing right on the edge of it. She, was, almost,

It was tomorrow! It was no longer a safe day, she realized. "Dale, uhh, wait, "

"Huh!"

"No! Dale, pull, "

"Uh!"

She felt his cock throb as his hot load spurted deep inside her, and she came as well, "Ouh, huh! Ah!" Her body went into orgasmic spasms, knowing that each throb of his cock meant yet another spurt of his dangerous cum blasting her cervix, her own body betraying her as that protective barrier opened and closed in time with her pleasure, pulling his sperm into her now possibly fertile womb.

"Yumm! Told ya I'd be quick." He pulled out a little too fast and she hissed in discomfort, though he was careful to help her bad ankle back down to the floor.

She redressed and they ate in silence.

"You okay?" he asked after a bit.

Her mind had been replaying the last day or so in her head. Why had she been so stupid? The answer, of course, was her fertile time of the month, coinciding with the worst, most lonely time in her marriage.

"Dale, you didn't ask if it was okay to cum inside me."

He looked at her, confused. "Uh, what? You said it was a safe day."

"That was yesterday."

He paused, a piece of egg on his fork. "Oh, shit. So today is a bad day?"

"It's probably fine," she lied, "but I think we should stop doing this. My husband will be home in less than a week. I was emotionally vulnerable and you're a horny teen, I'm sorry for taking advantage of you, and for being so mercurial." She paused for a moment. "That means, "

"I know what it means, English major, remember?"

"Oh, of course. Are you okay with this?" She pushed her plate away; she had lost her appetite.

He got to his feet, looking uncomfortable and agitated. "Yeah, I guess. I should get to school. Leave the plates and I'll wash them when I get back, okay?"

To be concluded in part 5, by Krosis, for Literotica.