Chapter 4

Wes had worked himself up into a fine state of readiness by the time he heard Helen's key in the lock. He stood in the middle of the living room and grinned as his prudish wife came in.

"I suppose you've been out to that awful bar again!" Helen snorted, walking up to Wes and wrinkling her nose in disgust. "I can smell liquor and I don't like it!"

Before Helen could say another word, Wes took the bull by the horns. He grabbed his wife in a tight embrace, almost knocking her off her feet.

"What in the world are you--" Helen's startled words were abruptly cut off by the descent of Wes's mouth against hers. Helen was so taken by surprise that she struggled weakly, but her mouth was pressed tightly to his devouring lips and she could do no more than make little mewling sounds of protest at the invasion of his tongue and lips. He was acting like a madman and she didn't know how to handle this crazed husband of hers. He was drunk, of course. He had to be drunk to attack her in this horrid way.

Wes knew he had the advantage and he wasn't going to let Helen get the upper hand. He clamped his hand tightly over her mouth and unzipped her one-piece church dress, pushing it roughly down her hips and removing her underclothes like a mad rapist. Now that Wes was started, he wasn't going to stop until he'd accomplished everything he and Brandy had planned. He handled his wife like a wax doll, pushing and pulling until he had her completely undressed. Her clothes were in piles all over the rug and Wes' cock was raging to possess the cold woman who had given him so much grief.

Helen gave a smothered sound of terror and struggled weakly against her husband but she was no match for his determined strength. She couldn't call out for help because his hand was over her mouth and this was such a shock that she couldn't think of what to do. Wes was holding her so tightly that she was completely helpless and her mind whirled in horror as she guessed what he was going to do to her.

"MMMMMMMM!" Helen gasped, her voice a smothered cry. She closed her eyes tightly and swayed on her feet as Wes let her go suddenly. She was so shocked she couldn't even move.

Just when Helen had almost recovered her strength. she found herself pulled roughly against her husband's body again. Wes grasped handfuls of her quivering breasts and squeezed firmly, causing the good woman's eyes to roll back in her head with alarm. She was too shocked to even protest. Her mouth gaped open in surprise and she found she had lost her voice. She couldn't even scream for help now. Then she caught sight of Wes and realized that he had taken off his clothes. One sight of his mammoth, hard cock and she fainted dead away with fear!

Wes gazed down at his unconscious wife with alarm that quickly turned to satisfaction. He hadn't expected her to faint but that was fine. With Helen unconscious, it would make everything much easier.

Wes lifed his prudish wife in his arms and carried her to their bedroom. Then he unceremoniously dumped her on one of the twin beds she'd insisted on buying right after they were married. By the time he was through with Helen tonight, she'd either divorce him or insist that they buy a big double bed. Wes was going to fuck his prudish wife within an inch of her life!

Wes gave a little smile as he positioned Helen on the bed, spreading her pink cuntlips wide and chuckling at the delights he had never been allowed to see before. When Helen performed her wifely duties, she always insisted that it be in total darkness. Now Wes was surprised to see that his wife had a lovely pink pussy. Of course it hadn't been used much before tonight but Wes was going to change all that. By the time he was through with Helen, she was going to beg him to fuck her.

"Too bad you're missing part of the action," Wes growled, pleased by the new confident, tough way his voice sounded. He took his hard prick in his hand and guided it to his wife's tight cunthole. Because she was unconscious, her pussy was completely relaxed and Wes had no trouble positioning his long, thick cock at the entrance. Then, with a swift lunge, he shoved his jerking prick all the way inside Helen's tight, dry pussy.

Wes began to plunge in deeply, all the while watching Helen's face for a sign of her returning consciousness. He was amazed at the difference in her pussy from the other times he'd fucked her. It was heating up like an oven and Helen's usually dry, lukewarm cunt began to gush steamy cream. She was hot and tight, and Wes couldn't remember her ever being this creamy. Perhaps it was a good thing that Helen had fainted. The moment her mind had stopped working, her body had taken over and Wes could tell that her pussy was enjoying his cock.

Wes gave another lunge and he groaned as Helen's pussy muscles tightened around his long shaft. Her creamy cunt was grasping him firmly, clutching and squeezing. Then her eyelids fluttered, and her eyes opened slowly to find him fucking her wildly, plunging and thrusting away in a way he'd never tried to do before.

"OOOOOOOOH!" Helen screamed. She twisted her body frantically, trying to get away from his plunging cock. But no matter which way she twisted and squirmed, there was no way she could dislodge Wes' heated prick. He was buried too deeply in her pussy. There was nothing Helen could do to stop Wes. She might just as well endure this awful humiliation and hope that he didn't hurt her. Then, after he had satisfied his animal lust, she'd pack her bags and run home to her mother!

Wes laughed out loud as he realized that Helen had decided to stop fighting. "Just relax and you'll enjoy it!" he growled, continuing his plunging thrusts into her heated depths. "You can't deny it, Helen. You know this feels good!"

Helen shuddered in horror as she realized that Wes was right. It did feet good! She had never thought that fucking would ever feel good, but Wes had never done it like this before, either. Helen did her best to stop the shocking feelings that were rippling through her body, but it was no use. She liked the feeling of Wes' hard driving cock in her pussy!

Wes grabbed her tits, squeezing and running the tips of his fingers over her rock-hard nipples as Helen squirmed helplessly. Her throbbing buds were pulsing with excitement. She'd never felt like this before in her whole life!