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No Panties Tonight
CHAPTER ONENancie Ryan stirred as the bright light of the new morning poured over her beautiful face, then her eyes fluttered open, two blue pools blinking dreamily for a moment as her mind wandered slowly into the waking world. She lay still for a moment breathing quietly, then with a deep yawn slowly and gracefully stretched her arms above her head and arched her back like a cat.The motion caused her breasts to slip nakedly free of the covers and her nipples to stiffen as they scraped over the smooth unyielding material at the edge of the sheet. She glanced over at her sleeping husband, Dick. He was still breathing deeply and regularly, sound asleep. For a moment she watched him and then she wet her lips nervously with her tongue. One of her hands accidentally brushed against her own breast and she gave a little excited shiver. She wondered if Dick was as lost to the world as he looked, and then glanced over at the clock. Damn, still twenty minutes before the alarm went off, she thought to herself. She knew how he hated to be awakened early and she lay stiffly for several more minutes controlling herself.But finally she threw all caution to the winds and moved her body up close against his. He muttered something in his sleep and started to roll over, but she threw her naked leg over his pajama-clad thigh and he couldn't move. His eyes opened then and he stared uncomprehendingly at the ceiling for a moment before he looked over at his young wife's features. A flicker of annoyance passed over his face as he realized she was at it again. She snuggled closer to him, burying her face in the hollow of his throat and pressing the firm molded flesh of her breasts up against his arm."Dick...." she started, but he cut her off."For goodness sake, Nancie! Don't you ever get enough?" he growled. "What the hell's the idea of waking me up? Don't you know I've got a living to make, that I've got to get up early?"Nancie Ryan stiffened in hurt and humiliation, and made no move to resist as her husband pushed her roughly away from him. She lay on her side staring blankly at the wall as he tossed and turned, trying to get to sleep again. He finally gave it up and got out of bed with a muttered curse and went into the bathroom to begin getting ready for work. Nancie remained still and unmoving as her young husband went through his morning ritual.When he stepped back into the bedroom to get dressed he stared at her back for a moment, wondering if he should say something to her, but it was hard to tell if she was asleep or awake, she was so quiet, so he let it pass. His mind was already beginning to work over the details of the day's business ahead.Nancie lay unmoving, staring numbly at the wall until she heard the front door close behind Dick. Then she rolled over on her back and the tears started to come. ... Oh shit, she thought. Why do I let myself get into these humiliating situations? She began to wonder if maybe Dick was right ... maybe there had to be something wrong with her if she wanted to screw so often. Why, oh why couldn't she leave him alone and let him decide when they were going to make love?But she knew the answer. He just didn't make love to her often enough to keep her satisfied. And when he did make love to her it sometimes seemed as if he were doing it absent-mindedly while he thought about the details of some business transaction!It had seemed as if last night were going to be different. They had both been to a party earlier in the evening and had quite a bit to drink. Feeling pretty good by the time they got home, they walked up the walk holding hands like two teenagers. He had actually picked her up and tried to carry her across the threshold, nearly knocking her head off against the doorpost in his drunken exuberance. They had laughed and joked as they walked in to the bedroom and then suddenly they were both silent, facing each other, their bodies tense. Dick suddenly stepped forward, pulling her roughly into his arms and kissing her urgently."Oooooh, it seems so long since we've...." his voice trailed away into a husky whisper as he began kissing her cheeks and throat.Nancie could feel a pressure building in her loins and she knew that tonight they were going to make love! His grip on her arms relaxed and he let his hands fall gently down the contours of her curvaceous body and rest firmly at the small of her back. As he pressed her closer, she could feel the growing stiffness of his penis under the cloth of his trousers, and she put her arms around him and clung to him with a desperation that was unmistakable ... she wanted to say things, but no words would come ... until finally she had said simply, "Make love to me, darling. Please love me, I want you so much!"Then, tenderly and passionately her aroused young husband brushed his lips over her neck to her gently rounded shoulders and down to the narrow cleft between her full white breasts. His fingers had begun to fumble with the buttons of her dress and he managed to unfasten it and let it drop to the floor so that she was wearing only her white lacy bra, panties and stockings. His breath was coming rapidly as he devoured every inch of her young voluptuous body with his eyes ... His fingers worked rapidly to unhook the binding of her bra, and her firm supple breasts shook free of the tight confinement. She held his head gently as he moved his mouth over her naked trembling skin and began to kiss the pink tips of her nipples, sucking them lovingly, hearing her sharp intake of breath, feeling her thighs pressing firmly against her own.Nancie pulled him over to the bed, urging him to take off his clothing. Then she lay back against the pillow, waiting and aching for him to be inside her, loving her, satisfying her....It took him only a few seconds to shed all of his clothing and he stood above her by the side of the bed looking down admiringly at her lovely still panty-clad body while his fully erect penis jerked uncontrollably up against his stomach. Nancie had seen it many times before but somehow it seemed much larger now as he bent down beside her and began tugging at the elastic that held her stockings until he was able to pull them off, and then he lay down beside her.Dick's hands ran up and down over her body, stroking every tantalizing curve and hollow and she shivered, her legs scissoring together as he reached his fingers inside the elastic of her panties so that he could feel the mound of soft hair-covered flesh between her thighs. She writhed under his urgent touch as he stripped away the last piece of material that covered her body. Then they lay there for a moment, clinging to one another, their fingers and hands exploring each others' bodies as though they had never touched before, savoring every delicious second."Oh, Honey...." she whispered, "you feel so good ... you don't know what you're doing to me! You're driving me wild!"His hand was rubbing along the tender flesh on the inside of her thighs, his middle finger searching in the tiny moist folds that protected her vaginal opening. His thumb found the erect bud of her clitoris and rubbed it harshly, bringing further gasps of pleasure and passion from her lips. He began to finger the blood-swollen lips of her vagina, teasing her, making her wiggle and push her hips in a vain attempt to force his fingers deep inside her aching orifice. Slowly he began to insert one extended finger up into her throbbing cuntal passage, wiggling it as it penetrated, tantalizing her, causing moans of passionate desire to escape from her parted lips. She was completely moist and ready down there, aching to be taken!"Don't make me wait ... do it now!" she pleaded, but he ignored her pleas and continued his pre-love play, wanting to bring her to a fever pitch before he finally took her. He had never been like this with her before! Usually he just got on top of her and thrust his rock-hard cock into her half-apologetically until he had his orgasm. Now she found herself thinking that maybe it was all the liquor he had drunk tonight, but right at that moment she didn't care, she just knew that she wanted him inside her, that he was driving her to heights of passion that she had never known before ... then, Dick began to suck her nipples again, giving them sharp little bites that brought groans of lust from her lips. Her hips began to revolve under his caresses, delicately at first, but then with increasing fervor ... out of desperation, her hand slid down between their tightly pressed bodies, searching for the throbbing rod of heated male flesh hidden between his thighs, and her fingers closed gently around the long thick shaft. He had never let her do this before. His body jerked away for a moment but then his head dropped back to her breasts as waves of passion swirled through his loins....Then, she made her mistake ... she could not control her mounting passion as she felt his penis throbbing in her hand. She pushed him over on his back before he knew what was happening and brought her mouth down wetly on his desire-hardened cock, enclosing it in a warm flood of saliva as her tongue began swirling around its pulsating tip. Her young husband arched his back upward in surprise and watched in shocked amazement as her soft full lips sucked at him with croons of excited delight. Then a look of revulsion came over his face and he pushed her roughly away from him, his cock coming out of her mouth with a lewd sucking sound."Of all the ... he spluttered to the amazed girl. "If I'd wanted to live with someone who did things like that I'd have married a slut from a whorehouse! Don't you have any shame at all?"His instinctive rage cooled as he saw the stricken look on her face and he tried to make it up to her with soft words. But the magic had been taken out of their love-making. He finally took her but it was just like it had always been before! For a moment she felt herself responding to his frenzied thrusts, but before she could reach her peak he had begun emptying his sperm deep inside her unready loins. She had wanted to ask him to wait, to let her have an orgasm too, but she knew that she didn't dare, that he would only be offended by what he would consider her lewd demands!With a final grunt, Dick had rolled from her body and was asleep in a few seconds. But the unhappy wife lay there for hours, the raging unfulfilled fire in her loins slowly subsiding until she was able to at last fall into a troubled sleep....Nancie shook her head in determination as her mind drifted back to the present. No use in crying over spilt milk, she thought to herself. She might as well make the best of her life and she might as well start right now by getting out of bed and stop feeling sorry for herself.Nancie threw back the blankets and in one lithe movement had rolled out of bed and was standing on the carpet. She caught a glimpse of the pink and white gleam of her body in the bedroom mirror as she moved, and stopped a moment to look. As usual, she had slept naked, something that her prudish husband didn't like, but she had refused to give that up, too, especially in this weather.She stared into the mirror, letting herself admire the ripe sensual curves of her flesh. Although twenty-four, she had the figure of a teenager, but much fuller, much more voluptuously rounded.She was a full-bodied adult woman but without any wrinkles or sagging, with skin like porcelain, supple and completely without blemish. She liked her body and she wondered what her husband found so objectionable in it.Then it was she who had always held back, defending herself from Dick's excited advances. She had never given in before they were married, not from fear of sex, but because something within her warned her that he would never marry her if she agreed to sleep with him before. He had built up an idea of her in his own mind as being pure and virginal, completely above sordid preoccupations with sex. He had placed her on an impossibly high pedestal of false virtue.How surprised he had been, then, on their wedding night. He had approached her tenderly, half-ashamed of his sexual needs, and had gently caressed her, his breath sucking in involuntarily as he had seen the alabaster perfection of her virginal body for the first time. He had felt as if he were vandalizing some beautiful work of art as he took her maidenhead ... but she had loved it!All the pent-up frustrations of the years of waiting had burst from her like an explosion as her new husband drove his desire-thickened cock up between her quivering legs. She had turned into a wildcat, moaning, writhing, clawing, her blonde hair f lying about her face as her head whipped from side to side in her passion. He couldn't believe that this was the same shy, pure young girl he had led to the altar only that morning. And of course, she wasn't. That shy, timid young girl was a creation of his own imagination, a model of what he thought he wanted in a wife, not the real flesh and blood woman that she was. She had been willing to wait for sex until she was married, but now she was ready. All her inhibitions were gone, and she wanted it.Dick Ryan had looked down in horror at the panting moaning girl beneath him, and a shadow of guilt passed through his mind. Had he done that to her? Something in his make up made him blame himself and his love-making for destroying the beauty and good in the woman he loved. After that night he had shied away from making love to Nancie, giving in only when his own physical needs overcame him, never trying to give her the satisfaction that she also needed. It was almost as if he were afraid that he might further liberate something in her that he couldn't handle.Nancie sighed as these depressing thoughts went through her mind. She knew she couldn't blame him. Dick's father had died when he was a small boy, and he had been raised by his mother, a cold, dominating, bitter woman who filled her son with the idea of her own mythical virtues and restraints. It really was a miracle that he was not even more withdrawn, Nancie thought to herself ... but that didn't help her with her own immediate problem.She was tortured, physically frustrated. She had never felt her desire so strong. Thinking about her wedding night hadn't helped at all. The unfulfilled passion from last night still ached between her legs and she wished bitterly that Dick had made love to her this morning. Married women weren't supposed to feel like this!She let her hands roam over the young voluptuous curves of her body, her full white breasts were still taut with frustrated desire as she played with the hardened pink nipples, making them stand even more erect. She pinched them hard until they ached with an all-pervading need. Then she began to rub her breasts more slowly, lifting them until they were cupped lazily in the palms of her hands and she felt drowsily sexy and very unfulfilled. Her attention was directed to the softness of her thighs and the maddening tingle which burned deep in her loins. Pressing her legs tightly together, she let her full firm thighs rub excitedly against the pulsating lips of her vagina. Then, automatically, Nancie glanced around the empty bedroom, then, licking her lips in secret anticipation, she lay back down on the bed, letting her fingers stray casually to the hair-lined lips of her aching vagina. She plucked tenderly at the soft mound, sliding her fingers downward along the warm moist slit between her legs. They brushed slightly over the tiny throbbing orifice where her desire-heated cunt was waiting impatiently to receive attention.For a moment, the young blonde hesitated, thinking that she shouldn't really be doing this, but she couldn't stand the pressure that was building deep in her belly. Suddenly, with a deep helpless moan, she spread her long white legs out wide and propped her feet up on the wall next to the bed, keeping her firm full thighs well apart. Staring down over her body, she watched with undisguised fascination as her fingers gradually parted the soft golden strands of pubic hair and drew the lips of her vagina gently apart, revealing the wet open slit running down to the tightly clenched cheeks of her buttocks.Nancie moistened her lips again and could feel her heart beginning to pound furiously in her chest as her eyes stared, glazed and unseeing now, at the ceiling ... she teased her forefinger along the nakedly exposed opening, pressing gently into the soft wet pussy-flesh. Her fingernails scratched delicately at the rising hardness of her clitoris, making the nerve-filled little piece of soft pink flesh stand up boldly.Her middle finger, meanwhile, slipped unobtrusively into the very center of her pulsing vagina, working its way insistently deep into the warm moist cavern ... half closing her eyes, she played lingeringly with her aching cunt, tickling and wiggling her finger in and out of the tiny opening until her buttocks were twitching automatically in a fierce clenching and unclenching rhythm. Her other hand wandered back up to her full white breasts, letting her fingers roll the supple flesh and pinch at the stiffened nipples. Her desire now had become almost uncontrollable. She recalled her sex experiences at school which had been so frustrating because of the close watch kept on the girls, and her desperate urge to be satisfied mounted ... her fingers were now racing madly in and out of her naked vagina as she fingered herself in rising passion and desire.She wiggled her buttocks violently, thrusting her loins up against the lewdly intruding fingers. She wanted to be fulfilled ... now! If only that were possible. Why hadn't Dick taken her ... why ... why?She let herself be carried away on a tide of remembrance of his hands on her naked flesh last night, savoring each erotic memory, slowly increasing the obscene tempo of her fingers until they were flashing in and out of her love-hungry cunt at a fever pitch of abandoned passion!The frustrated housewife panted desperately at the sensations in her tormented vagina, as they began to build up wildly to the breaking point. She could feel her heels drumming helplessly on the wall and she delved even more furiously into the tight pulsing orifice of her cunt. Clenching the thumb and forefinger of her other hand over the nipple of her breast, she pinched hard, bruising the tautly throbbing bud ... pinching ... pinching ... until suddenly, she lay completely still, poised for a split second on the brink of a violent orgasm.She tensed herself, tightening her muscles in shuddering contractions as she felt herself suddenly explode inside. Never had she reached a climax like this before, and she let herself writhe in complete and utter abandon as she felt the warm wet fluids of passion bubbling deep inside her helplessly convulsing belly. Then, with a long heartfelt sigh of relief, the satisfied blonde slowly and gently withdrew her glistening fingers from the cum-drenched wall of her vagina.The swollen outer lips closed silently, gratefully together as the last of her passion secretions seeped wetly between her fingers. She closed her eyes for a few moments, savoring the delicious after-moments of her lewd finger-fuck and her fingers rested lightly on the hard mound of her pussy, playing softly with the intimate curls between her legs.It was a minute before the full realization of what she had just done began to seep into her mind ... She had satisfied herself with her own fingers!!!Waves of shame and frustration passed over her. Shame because of what she had done, and frustration that she should be forced to this by her unfulfilled passion. She was married! She had a husband!!! Certainly it was not too much to ask that her normal desires should be fulfilled naturally! Then, bitter tears ran down the young wife's face....She knew she couldn't go on much longer like this, tom between desire and guilt. But what was she going to do? If only there were someone else she could turn to.Someone who would help her....CHAPTER TWOSharon!!! As soon as the name flashed through her mind she knew that she had to go see her friend. Sharon would tell her what to do. Quickly she got up from the bed, went to the phone, and began dialing.Sharon was a friend from her college days, three years, almost four years, older than Nancie, and Nancie had always trusted the older girl's advice. She had a wealth of experience that the more innocent blonde could never hope to equal. In a moment she had Sharon on the phone and it was agreed that the two women should meet at Sharon's house later that afternoon....* * *Nancie sat comfortably back in her chair in Sharon's living room, looking admiringly around her. She always liked being in Sharon's house. The spaciousness, the quiet elegance, the comfort all appealed to her and she had to fight down a pang of jealousy. Sharon had this because of her husband Tod, and Nancie did not particularly care for Tod. It wasn't that she actually disliked him, but he was so, well, coarse and vulgar! Not only his manners but his appearance too....The young wife found herself wondering what Sharon saw in Tod. It certainly wasn't just the money. Sharon had been pursued by some of the wealthiest and most handsome men in town, but she had chosen Tod Harris.Nancie glanced over at Sharon, finding herself once again admiring the dark alluring beauty of her friend. Sharon was a little taller than Nancie, elegantly built, with soft full breasts and long supple legs. She had been a professional dancer once, and it still showed in the grace of her movements. Her thick dark hair fell richly around her face, making a perfect frame for her smoldering eyes and sensuous lips."You haven't said yet what it was that had you so upset this morning," Sharon prodded her in a rich throaty voice.Nancie blushed, not knowing how to begin talking about something so personal."Well," she started hesitantly, "it's Dick, I mean ... Dick and I ... we ... I mean he ... doesn't...." To her amazement Sharon broke out laughing."You mean he doesn't make love to you," Sharon said."Oh no...." A look of panic came over Nancie's face. "How did you know?" she asked tensely. "Has he said anything to you?"Sharon laughed again. "Anyone with any sense can take one look at the both of you and see you're having bedroom problems. Besides," she added, "it's pretty hard to imagine prim and proper Dick Ryan actually digging right in and fucking!"Nancie's face flushed. She knew Sharon was outspoken, but this was a little too much.