Chapter 3
Nick Brady was sitting at the kitchen table drinking a beer when Martha came downstairs. She'd been upstairs cleaning his room and she felt a sudden weakness as she looked at him. He was sitting at the table naked except for his shorts. As she watched, he lazily scratched his hairy chest.
It was crazy, but she always felt so strange when she was around him. She'd never felt that way about her husband. Sex had been fun with him. but it wasn't the explosive feelings she got with Nick. Even touching him made her panties wet.
Martha put her bag of laundry' down and walked softly across the kitchen floor. She put her hand on his shoulder and looked out the window where Nick was looking.
Even touching him made her panties wet.
Martha put her bag of laundry down and walked softly across the kitchen floor. She put her hand on his shoulder and looked out the window where Nick was looking. Glenda was walking to the barn with a milking jug. "Hank's out there." Nick said. "Poor child," Martha said.
Martha really didn't feel sorry for Glenda. Nick had been taking up too much of his time with the bouncy young farm girl. Time that he could be spending with her.
"Hell." Nick said, "there's no need to be sorry for her. She'll love it. Just like you loved it!" Martha let her fingers go down Nick's chest. Her fingertips tingled hotly as she touched him and she began rubbing herself against him.
"You cunt." Nick said.
"Yes." she agreed.
"You're hot for it." Nick said. "Take off your rucking clothes. I'm going to let you suck my prick right here."
Martha felt a warmth spreading through her body. Quickly she unbuttoned the single button at the top of her dress, and wiggled out of it. She moaned as she felt Nick's fingers touched her huge tits. "You really got a pair." he said. "Now get your panties off. I want you naked."
Nick watched as Martha stepped back and quickly skimmed out of her panties. Her pussy hair was thick and the same pale blonde color of her hair. He pressed his hands against her thighs and she opened her legs quickly.
"You pussy." he said savagely, and pushed two fingers deep into her pussy. "Pussssssy." she groaned, "that's what I am. I'm a pussy!"
"Pussssssy," she groaned, "that's what I am. I'm a pussy!"
He worked his ringers into her pussy until she was wiggling all over. Her big titties were swollen hard, and he was tempted to push his face into her plump, juicy pussy.
But that could wait. Right now he wanted her to suck him off. He wanted to feel her hot mouth around his rod. She was the only woman he knew who could actually have an orgasm sucking his cock. "You hot cunt," he said. "Suck my prick."
He grabbed her by a handful of her thick blonde hair and pulled her between his legs.
"Suck it big and hard," he said, "and then I'm going to drop my load in your mouth. I'm going to make my cum come out your ears. Eat my rucking cock!"
"Yes," she groaned. "I will. You know I'll do anything you want me to. Anything at all!"
Nick leaned back in his chair with a grin on his face. He picked up his beer and took another long sip as she pulled his shorts down his legs to free his cock.
"Do a good job, cunt," he said.
"I promise I will," she said. "I will. Anything!"
She bent her blonde head between his legs and her slender red tongue began licking at his cock feverishly, as if he had a candy cock that she was hooked on.
He remembered how shy and inhibited she'd been when she first came to the farm. She'd written out a list of rules that he was going to have to abide by. No funny stuff. She'd been shocked as hell when he'd walked boldly' into her room that night.
She'd been naked as a jaybird and she'd grabbed her robe to hold in front of herself. "What do you want?" she'd asked, her eyes getting big and round.
"I'm going to fuck the shit out of you, cunt," he said. "Your husband's been dead eleven days and it's time you had a really' good fucking!"
He'd had a wild time. She'd cursed and fought and nearly scratched the blood from his body but he'd ended up lighting a fire in her. Before the night was over, she'd been begging him to do anything he wanted with her.
"I'm going to ruck the shit out of you. cunt." he said. "Your husband's been dead eleven days and it's time you had a really good fucking!"
He'd had a wild time. She'd cursed and fought and nearly scratched the blood from his body but he'd ended up lighting a fire in her. Before the night was over, she'd been begging him to do anything he wanted with her. Just as she'd been begging him ever since.
"Ummmm." she said, as his prick finally became rock-hard under the soft caress of her tongue.
Her pussy felt fiery as she stared down at the beautiful pulsating cock. She licked at the sperm-drenched slit and allowed his cockhead to slip between her full lips.
She kept using her tongue all around the sensitive tiny hole, but the taste of his lubricating fluid wasn't enough. She wanted to swallow his load, she wanted to taste the salty flavor of his cum dripping down her throat.
"Ohhhh." he said, as her mouth sucked hard at his cock. She sucked his cock completely' into her mouth until his cockhead was pushing against the deepest part of her throat.
She knew what he liked. She knew that she was good at sucking his cock, probably better than any' he'd had. She had his cock completely' coated with her saliva as she released it.
She ran her tongue down his salty' tasting stem to his balls. They' were heavy with cum as she lifted them with her tongue. She felt her pussy dripping wetly at the thought of tasting his thick jism.
She didn't know why' she got so turned on sucking his cock. She'd always found it distasteful when her husband had suggested it. But something about his cock made her quivery inside, as if she couldn't wait to take his load.
She ran her tongue up the top of his cock and once again popped his rod into her mouth. This time she took a tight grasp on his stem and began moving her fingers up and down as she sucked him.
"Fuck. Martha." he said. "Nobody can suck a cock like you can!"
Martha dropped her hand down to his balls and started squeezing gently.
"Hot damn." he groaned, "you can do it. honey. You can suck cock better than anybody!"
She could feel his cockhead growing in her mouth and she knew he was close to coming. She moved her mouth as far down on his cock as she could. He had grabbed both sides of her head and he was now fucking her mouth in long, deep strokes.
"I'm coming;' he cried. "I'm coming. AGHHHHHHH!"
He pumped her mouth once more before his thick jism poured into her throat. She gobbled his jism hungrily and she sucked every drop into her throat. She kept nibbling at his cock even after he'd come. She couldn't stop for she had a hot aching in her cunt and she needed his hard rod in her pussy. "Baby." he said, pulling up her head.
"Please." she begged him. "I need your cock so bad. My pussy is hot. You've been rucking Glenda and I haven't been getting any and now I need it. Please!"
"All right, sugar." he said. "I guess you do need a good rucking. Make it hard again."
She bent her head once more over his cock and this time she seemed to go crazy over his cock. She licked and sucked until he could feel the tension building in his balls. Once again his cock became hard in her soft, buttery lips.
"Ummmm." she said, lifting her head. "Let's go into my bedroom."
"Hell no." he said. "We do it here. You bend your pretty ass over the table."
He was brutal with her because he knew that this was what Martha craved. She bent down over the table and he stood up behind her.
He pulled apart her juicy pink pussy lips so that he was looking into her inner cunt. He wet his ringers and pushed two up into her. She began wiggling as his ringers explored her hungry pussy. "I'm so hot." she groaned, "so hot. I need your big cock in my cunt! I need to be rucked!"
"You're going to get rucked, cunt." he said. "I'm going to ruck the shit out of you!"
"Yes." she said. "Yes. do. Fuck me! Fuck me hard. Fuck the shit out of me!"
He knew she didn't need any time to get ready. He pressed between her thighs and held his cock so that his blood-swollen cockhead was pressed against her cuntlips. She started humping up against him. as if she was trying to suck his cock into her pussy. "Oh. don't make me wait." she wailed. "Put it in me. I want you to put it in me."
"Okay, cunt." he agreed.
He gave a savage shove that sent his prick deep into her taut pussy. God. she was good. She may have been a widow and he'd rucked her many times, but she still had one of the tightest twats he'd ever found. "Jesus, baby." he groaned.
He began to work his big prick in and out of her snug feeling cunt. She loved it. She wiggled against him with each stroke, and he could feel her cunt muscles working on his prick. "Deeper." she urged him. "Oh God. ruck me deeper!"
He grabbed her ass and began pumping furiously. He was going as deep as he'd ever gone and she was still begging him to go deeper.
He took his cock from her pussy before he was finished. She knew what he wanted. It was part of her humiliation and she loved to be humiliated.
Quickly she came off the table and dropped to her knees. She lifted her face up to his cock and let the last few drops from the end of his cock stroke her in the face. Then she lifted her head and took his still hard prick into her mouth.
"That's right, baby." he said. "Suck it nice and clean! Suck up all my cum!"
She was good with her tongue and he just leaned back and let her soft lips clean off his cock. He felt good. She'd really drained his cock this time. He wondered if Glenda was doing as good a job with Hank. Glenda had a lot to learn about her place, and Hank was probably just the one to teach her. In any case, she wouldn't be the same after her session with Hank.
No woman ever was!