*Squeak Squeak Squeak Squeak*
Ryan grimaced at the un-oiled springs scratching his eardrums like nails on a chalkboard, but he shoved the minor irritation aside as he concentrated anew on the beautiful body of his newly wedded wife. Consummating their marriage in a sweating tangle of lust and affection.
Jennifer, or Jen' as he usually called her, arched her back against his thrusting body as he shifted position and managed to find that special spot hidden deep within her treasure, the shudder of her body a precursor to the moan that rocked her a moment later. He caught the moan as he locked lips with her and sought her darting tongue.
A pair of hands sought his ass and gave his hips a solid pull to force him deeper into her snatch. Another shudder and the grasping hands squeezed his tight cheeks, the manicured nails drawing thin little scratches on his backside. Ryan smiled to himself as he felt her tunnel tightening on his member.
She broke the kiss and moved her questing mouth moved to the side of his neck, growling into his throat as he kept up the rhythm. He felt her near her peak, muscles tensing, her breath quickening. He too was at the limit of his endurance, as the light brush of lips and playful teeth danced to his shoulder a dam somewhere broke and both of their bodies were flooded with pleasure.
As his body released itself in a seemingly unending torrent of wonderful bliss he absently registered something clench and pierce his shoulder. A feminine moan telling him that she had bitten him in her own throes of coitus, not that he minded.
Panting she released her jaw from his shoulder and looked into his eyes, the warm fires of love and carnal desire still lighting up her whole face. God he loved her, Lord she was marvelous, Jesus he felt dizzy. The last though came to him as the room rapidly began spinning, his equilibirum suddenly telling him he was on his side then upside down. As he rolled over then off the bed he got one last glimpse of Jen' staring at him with a mixture of worry and shock, and he was sure, a touch of guilt.
But that all disappeared as he hit something hard with a dull thud that seemed miles away, far away in the darkness into which he had falling, was falling.
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"Hey, Ryan? Wake up. Are you still in there?"
It was Jen' he knew that, she was somewhere nearby. Somewhere above him. He struggled to bring himself around, to open his heavy eyes against the bright sunlight. It had been one hell of a night, he could tell that much. His body ached with the tender pain of strenuous activity, though it felt different than before, he couldn't quite place it but as he finally managed to open his eyes he noticed several things a miss.
Firstly he was on the ground, not sure how he got there.
Second his now wife was towering over him, though given the view he could live with that.
Third, he couldn't move much or at all, not just body asleep immobility but something else, like his body was made of something besides muscle and bone.
"I'm sorry Ryan but I have something to tell you, I'm A.....
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