Both lay there wondering what would happen next. Should they say something?

After a moment or two, Doug's nervous tension lessened and his penis erected again. It was burning to enter her. Blindly he again fumbled between her legs. He tried two or three times, but each time his desire was destroyed by the frustration of his failure to enter her.

Was this the sex extolled in rhyme throughout the ages? That drove men on to greater glories? He couldn't believe that even his father would put up with this with his mother every night.

His penis erected again. Plucky Pierre! One more try, he promised himself. This is as bad as some of those chemical experiments that wouldn't turn out, he thought. This time he wormed the smooth rubbery head a little way in, only to slip out. His spirits rose and his desire with them.

Angie was moaning with pain; tears were streaming down her cheeks.

Oblivious to her, Doug poised his now desperately throbbing cock outside her vagina and gave a strong pelvic thrust.

Angie tensed, cried out in pain, then blacked out. Losing consciousness caused her to relax momentarily and her vagina opened involuntarily and slipped like a warm, tight glove over his penis. Blood gushed out and felt hot on his legs.

Doug thrashed frantically over her a few times; then he felt the cum bursting deep down inside her quivering little belly. A sudden intense feeling and then it was gone. Angie didn't react at all, as far as he could tell. Her legs lay limp and wide-spread out on either side of his body.

He felt spent. His penis relaxed and slipped out when he moved, so he rolled off of her and laid alongside her.