Penny survives(Current Rating 64/100, based on 7 votes)
Penny Schmidt lay on her back, her knees bent back so that her shins were parallel with the bed and her knees widely splayed to provide Hank Schmidt full access to ram his big cock into her willing pussy. In the early morning light she could see Hank straining to give her his best effort and she was enjoying the feelings as usual. . . There were not only the sensations that brought her satisfaction but the knowledge that she was pleasing the big galoot she had married twenty years ago.
Above her and putting forth his usual mighty effort to fuck his wife to her satisfaction and by doing so to his own pleasure and satisfaction he worked. His coital motions were those he had perfected over the years and continued to perfect four or five mornings every week.
It always started the same way as he awoke at the first sign of daylight and reached over to touch and caress his wife in bed beside him. Even after twenty years and three kids, he still had easy access to her body as they slept nude together so his efforts were unrestrained. At first, Penny, awakened from her deep sleep, would protest; “Let me sleep”. Of course, Hank would persist, as she knew he would, and in their little game, she would turn to him and give herself over to their early morning party.
Even when stressed for time, Hank never hurried his morning seduction. . .With his hands and his mouth he played her body like a finely tuned instrument as Penny signaled her needs and desires with body language and little murmurs of appreciation.
Penny was always ready to receive him long before Hank was ready to put his cock into her and begin the fucking she craved. Long experience together had honed their actions to perfection and brought the joy that she was experiencing on the bed as Hank moved in his familiar rhythm.
As she lay accepting Hanks hard thrusts, she became aware of her equally violent counter thrusts - the kind that would bring Hank off and send ropes of hot semen into her waiting belly. “Please, not yet” she thought.
Suddenly, she felt passions rising swiftly and carrying her to her inevitable orgasm. Knowing the feeling, she prepared herself and called out softly to Hank who increased his own tempo.
She felt it developing - from the tip of her toes to the hair on her scalp, she felt her body functions peak as she came hard and satisfying. Even after twenty years and thousands of similar situations, she felt her release envelop her. It was a feeling like no other - wild, exhilarating, bigger than life!
It was as she was just peaking that she felt Hank stiffen and knew that the spurts of hot semen were flying from his cock into her belly. Again, it was a good feeling like no other.
In a minute, they lay, still in their lovers embrace, with Hanks flaccid member still in her belly and kissed and cuddled. It was a time of reassurance that they both needed . . . reassurance that they were still together in mind and soul.
Then, with the sun up and over the horizon, they parted and went to shower. There, the daytime world began as they washed each and got clean without passion. The shower was a regular part of their morning ritual as they cooled their ardor and prepared to meet the rest of the world.
Back in their bedroom, Hank watched Penny as she pulled her panties up over her nice ass. . .one that Hank had come to appreciate more after the kids had been born. He never tired of watching it!
As Penny prepared to don her panties, she was well aware of Hank’s adoring looks as he watched her. Of course, knowing this, she performed to give her man maximum viewing pleasure. Then, having brought her panties into their proper position, she posed again for Hank’s sake.
Finally, with her bra and panties in place, she pulled her long housecoat over her and headed for the kitchen to make breakfast as Hank finished dressing for work.
It was 6:45 when Penny met Hank at the door and kissed him goodbye as he left for work. Along with this kiss, she had playfully grasped his cock through his trousers and felt his reaction. Then, he was gone.
The morning passed quickly as Penny went about her daily household chores and she was happy. She thought of the end of the day when the kids would return and Hank would arrive. Perhaps she should surprise him with something special. Perhaps ham and beans prepared as Hank liked them. Or, maybe, just a deep soul kiss - the kind that really turned him on! She was happy in her housework.
It was just before eleven when the doorbell rang and two policemen stood at the door as she opened it to them.
“Are you Penny Schmidt,” one asked.
“I am,” Penny answered and suddenly felt a concern and a knot form in her stomach.
Her intuition told her something was terribly wrong.
“Your husband has been in an accident and seriously hurt. We’ll take you to the hospital where you can see him”.
“What happened?”
“We’re investigating maam. His car was struck by a big gravel truck. That’s about all we know at this time.”
The fear and the horror of the policemen’s words slowly sank into her as she struggled to cope.
At the hospital she waited for any word of Hank’s condition. Hours passed and it was mid afternoon when a doctor came to her and reported that Hank was alive but totally paralyzed and sedated. She was allowed to see him, filled with tubes and wrapped in bandages, comatose and with a pale bluish complection; but only briefly.
Again, the horror of seeing Hank in his condition brought a sense of panic and fear. . . What would she do if she lost him? Having seen him, Penny left the hospital to meet her kids when they arrived from school. Her family, always close, now moved closer and supported each other in their concern and fear. Penny, as always, took control and with her confidence soon set the boys minds at ease.
She didn’t lose him! Hank recovered slowly and would be permanently paralyzed but he would live. The insurance company that represented the trucker that had struck his car was quick to offer a settlement but Penny left it to her lawyers to deal with them as she put all her energy into keeping her family functioning and offering support for Hank.
In due time, after months of physical therapy, Hank was moved home and into their big master bed where her family was trained to care for him. At first it was a happy time with the family united.
Then, as Penny sank into the routine of caring for her man 24-hours a day, seven days a week, with never a moments relaxation while she kept her family functioning began to take it’s toll. She might have gotten support from her three boys who were close to her as a family, but she chose not to burden them.
Hank had been quick to develop a personality change and became demanding and overbearing. He was depressed and refused medication as Penny tried to cope. Then, Penny herself, began to resent her job as care-giver. She began to feel that life was unfair and she was responsible for too much but still she refused to burden her family. The same daily grind slowly ebbed her confidence as she felt depression settling over her. Worse yet! She saw no hope. . .
Eventually, the insurance company that had struck Hank’s car agreed to pay all the costs of Hank’s continuing care and for support of the family, including all costs of university educations for the boys. The news relieved her greatest worry but brought little joy. Penny was still tied to her cantankerous invalid husband Hank 24-hours a day, seven days a week, with no relief.
A year passed; then, two as she struggled to not hate the man who held such a firm grip on her life and to make a carefree life for her boys. Then, as the holiday season approached, she finally broke. It happened when she had just returned to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the kids after a seething rebuke from her husband over a trivial matter. Her confidence gone, depressed, unappreciated and burdened with responsibility, her life had finally overwhelmed her as she sat at her kitchen table sobbing uncontrollably, her body shaking with tremors and her mind unable to think.
It was then that Hank Junior, her oldest, discovered her in her broken state and moved quickly to comfort her. Then, omly a college sophomore, Hank Jr. had developed into a responsible young adult and with the realization of the load of concern that his mother had been shouldering, immediately undertook to assume that responsibility.
As he faced his mother that morning, nothing was spoken and Hank Junior made the breakfast, fed his brothers and his mother and took food to his invalid father. Then, having relieved her of any immediate problems, he led her to her bed in the spare bedroom and put her back in it with the admonition to stay there until he told her to get up. for the next few days, under HankJr’s direction, her sons pitched in and took over all the household duties as they struggled to protect their mother. Feeling guilty, they realized then that she had given her all for them and they worked willingly to protect her .. Of course, Penny persisted in her efforts to resume those duties but the boys held firm and even as they worked, they managed to keep up with their schoolwork - though barely.
It was then that Hank Jr. brought Minerva Strunk, a cute 19-year old brunette, home and introduced her to his mother. Then, after the introductions, he went on to explain that He and Minnie had planned to live together after the holidays but had decided to move into this house immediately where they would take full responsibility for Hank for two days a week.
When Penny started to object he said simply, with authoriy, “Hear me out!”
Penny grew quiet.
“Those two days are yours to do what you will. There is a support group for spouse care-givers that meets twice weekly. We expect you to be there and participate so we can restore you to good mental health. Now you can talk.”
Penny voiced her objections to Hank Jr. and Minnie living together and to taking on the burden of caring for her invalid husband and Hank Jr. simply stated, “Mom. Minnie and I will be living together whether it’s here or some place else. It’s just that this would be more convenient.”
So it was that the very next weekend Hank Jr. and Minnie were moved into Hank’s bedroom. All went smoothly and Tuesday Penny was entirely free of any responsibility for her invalid husband as she went to her support group as arranged.
There, her first duty as a new member was to strand before the group and express her whole story and her feelings and emotions. At first, facing the group, she was embarrassed and uncomfortable but as she felt the warmth and support from the group she began to open up and express her feelings for the first time. It had been like a cathartic as she expressed her innermost thoughts to caring folks who understood.
It was there, at the second meeting, that she noticed a man and a woman being very intimate in the group. Seeing this, she wondered how this could be as they were both still married people who were apparently standing by their spouses. Then, a couple of meetings later, she noticed that several of the men and women in the group seemed to have similar intimate relationships. “How could they?” she wondered.
It was at the Thanksgiving party that she met Wilbur Stowd. Wilbur was a fine looking gentleman, about her age, and they immediately hit it off as they were alike in many ways and enjoyed many of the same things. As they talked, Penny found their conversation easy and satisfying - the type she’d always cherished with her husband before the accident. They grew closer as the evening progressed and by the time the party was over, they’d agreed to dine together at Wilbur’s house before the next support group meeting.
Of course, Penny was excited as she prepared for that meeting. She explained to her family that she was dining out that night before the meeting and wouldn’t be home for dinner. As she told her family, she fought to conceal her excitement from them. . .lest they suspect something more than friendship.
At precisely six o’clock she stood at the front door of Wilbur’s modest home and rang the bell as she felt the exhilaration at thought of an evening alone with a friend and adult talk.
A moment later, she was in Will’s kitchen, talking to him as she helped prepare their dinner. She and Will were friends now and she cherished this time of companionship.
When Will received a call from the back of the house to attend to his invalid wife, Penny felt concern . . .She completed preparing their dinner alone as she made three portions. Will returned briefly to get his and his wife’s dinner on trays; then, return to the back of the house. She was left to eat alone and, disappointed, resolved to get away from this situation as quickly as possible.
Soon, after finishing her dinner alone, she simply left Wilbur’s house and went on to the support group meeting. There, among friends, her disappointment soon faded and she began to feel better. By the time Wilbur arrived, a half hour later, she had pretty well forgiven him. . .
They talked. Wilbur explained that he’d planned for his wife to be asleep while she was there for dinner. . .it hadn’t happened and his plans were ruined. Soon, they were engaged in intimate conversation and Penny felt Wilbur’s eyes adoring her. It felt good.
When Will’s eyes caught hers, she saw more adoration as he spoke, “You’re very beautiful.” he said. This was what Penny needed. . .had needed for years and hadn’t gotten from her husband. She felt herself alive and confident and beautiful again.
Will continued his seduction as he said, “I want to have you and to hold you and to possess you and to be held and possessed by you. It’s been so long. . . .”
Penny, totally enthralled by him, answered without a moment’s hesitation, “And you shall have me if you play your cards right! So what’s next?”
“I’ll leave now and go home and relieve the sitter. My wife’ll be asleep by this time and we can have the house to ourselves. Wait one hour and come to my house where I’ll leave the back door open. Drive into the garage and shut the garage door; then, enter the house through the back door. I’ll be waiting.”
It was just an hour later that Penny entered Wilbur’s back door and met him in the living room where he presented her with a snifter of brandy. Will’s eyes showed his desire plainly as they met. “Thank you for coming. I wasn’t sure you would,” he said.
As Will seated her on the sofa and sat down beside her, she again saw the adoring glances and felt joy at being found attractive. They toasted each other as they made small talk and Penny found herself eyeing Will - adoring him! He appeared to her to be a magnificent specimen of a man, distinguished, masculine, fit and trim. She wondered briefly what he’d be like in bed.
As they talked, Will’s adoration became more intense as his eyes seemed to cover every part of her and she reveled in her ability to attract such attention from so handsome a man. Her mind toyed briefly with the thought of the sex act to which she now felt somehow committed. She felt a surge of horniness and her body reacted.
As Will poured the second snifter of brandy, he moved closer to her so that their lips were just inches apart and Penny expected him to kiss her but he didn’t. His hand did come to rest on her upper thigh for support as he moved instead and then seemed to tarry there after his need for support had ended. Their eyes met and Will said simply, “I want you so bad. You’re the most desirable woman I’ve seen in a very long time and I want to possess you.” His eyes were reaching her very heart, mind and soul!
“Why doesn’t he make his move,”she thought, “I’d let him have his way.”
Then, she felt his hand on her thigh again, this time it was gently feeling and caressing and it was an overt act - no attempt to hide it. She was ready and willing to carry their relationship further and things were progressing slowly as she turned to him, pressed her lips to his and felt the passion rise in her - like a gathering thunderstorm with lightning bolts and distant thunder. “I want you to take me now.” she said.
Hearing her words, Will took her hand and led her to his back bedroom where he led her to the bed and turned to close the door. It had started at last in the privacy of the small bedroom.
Scarcely an hour later, The covers on the bed had been pulled back and the sheets exposed for their tryst. Penny lay on her back, nude and exposed to Will’s adoring eyes, on the sheets as Will asked, “Are you ready?”
“I’m ready. . .but it’s been years and I’m kinda’ out of practice.”
“I’ve heard it’s like riding a bicycle. One never forgets!”
“I’ll try to make it good for you.”
“I doubt there’s any way you could make it bad,” Will said as he retrieved a condom from his bedside stand.
“Not tonight!” Penny said, “I want it to be just you and me. Besides, my child bearing years are over.”
With those words, Will moved over her and kissed her gently and sensuously as he said, “I’ve wanted this since the first time I saw you.”. Then, he moved again into the classic position and prepared to enter her.
As Penny prepared to receive him she became concerned. His would be only the second cock to enter her and she wondered what it might be like. She wondered about his technique and if it was different from the only other she’d ever known. Perhaps he would find her a poor partner. . . !
She felt it; the hard gristle of man-meat at the entrance to her vagina. In response, she steeled herself. In an instant she felt the stiff tool slid slowly into her depths - the half-forgotten sensations and the pleasure! Above her she felt Will gentle; yet, strong and determined as he penetrated her depths for the first time.
Tense, she felt the old familiar feeling of his penis pressing her cervix as Penny felt him stop and bend to kiss and fondle her. Unhurried, he moved slowly as they gained familiarity and experience. Like her husband had been, Will was a sensitive and skillful lover. Realizing this, she relaxed.
Soon, they had found the coital motion as she lay on her back with her shins parallel with the bed and her knees widely splayed to provide Will full access to ram his big cock into her willing pussy. She saw Will above her working at pleasing her and reveled in his actions as she was enjoying the feelings that she’d been denied for so long. As she reveled in the pleasure that Will was providing, she worked diligently to return the pleasure to her lover and took more pleasure in the knowledge that she was actually pleasing this man who was not her husband.
Above her, Will, was giving his all to the act he was performing. Only by pleasing her could he feel his own pleasure and satisfaction. He worked at making it perfect for his partner.
As she lay accepting Will’s hard thrusts, she became aware of her equally violent counter thrusts - the kind that would bring Will off and send ropes of hot semen into her waiting belly. “Please, let us come together!” she thought.
Suddenly, she felt passions rising swiftly, carrying her to her inevitable orgasm. Knowing the feeling, she prepared herself and called out softly to Will who increased his own tempo.
She felt it developing - from the tip of her toes to the hair on her scalp, she felt her release. Even after all those years of abstinence she felt it. It was a feeling like no other - wild, exhilarating, bigger than life!
It was as she was just peaking that she felt Will stiffen and knew that the ropes of hot semen were flying from his cock into her belly. Again, it was a good feeling like no other.
In a minute, they lay, still in their lovers embrace, with Will’s flaccid member still in her belly as they kissed and cuddled. It was a time of reassurance that they were no longer hopelessly bound completely to their duties towards their invalid spouses.
“Did you like it?” Penny inquired as they slowly came off their rapture.
“Very much. You were terriffic.”
So it began and continued for nearly eleven years until Hank suddenly took pneumonia and, after only four days, died. As he was prayed over and eulogized before being laid to rest in the cemetery, Penny felt very mixed feelings. She still loved Hank and she knew that she’d feel the loss for a long time; still, she felt a sense of relief. She was free to travel and get about to restaurants and shows; free to develop a new circle of friends and, most of all, to enjoy her family..
So it was that Wilbur was the first to recognize that she and he no longer shared the same life. He would have to continue alone as Penny was free of her former charge and moving on to other things.
Oh!, they still get together occasionally for an evening of pleasure and they are still good friends but they now travel different paths and their meetings are less and less frequent.
Author: Bobjj123 |
