Chapter 5
Doris and Jason sat on the front porch waiting for Les to return, each lost in thought. Doris shot a quick glance at her nephew after a few moments, then looked away. Even now, after hours-days-of fucking, the mere sight of him made her pussy throb delightfully. Did they have time for one more round? she wondered....
"Here he comes," Jason said, sitting forward on the chair, peering down the dusty road with his hand over his eyes. "Looks like someone is with him."
"I wonder who it could be," Doris said, unaccustomed to her husband bringing back visitors. Usually, when he returned, they had time for only one thing. "Looks like a ... girl," she added, standing, rearranging her dress.
Les whipped the truck into the hard, momentarily causing a cloud of dust. He then bounded toward the house and took Doris in his arms.
"Hello, baby," he whispered, "you miss me?" He looked into her eyes and felt his heart skip a beat, just as it had so many times before. In a way, he liked the torture of being away from her-it made the reunion so much better. He kissed her lightly at first, then with more passion. "Oh ... this is Michelle," he said, stretching his hand toward the truck.
"Hello, Michelle," Doris said, tearing her eyes away from her husband's handsome face to look at the young girl.
"Hi," the girl said shyly, stepping from the truck. She looked at Jason and nodded her head.
"She's Bob Lawton's daughter, remember?" He again looked at the girl and smiled proudly, as if he alone were responsible for the girl's obvious charm. "Hasn't she grown?"
"I'll say," Doris said, amazed. "Well, come on in and make yourself at home. I have some iced tea ready."
"This is my nephew, Jason," Les said to Michelle. "He's the one I was telling you about."
Again she gave him a pretty smile, then followed Doris and Les into the house, Jason trailing behind, holding the door.
"I said Michelle could stay with us a few days," Les was saying over tea as they sat at the kitchen table. "Her dad is laid up. Mean old sow got him cornered." He looked thoughtfully at his nephew, then to Michelle. "Besides, I thought she'd be good company for Jason. He works like a dog around here all the time, and so few young folks to talk to...."
His voice trailed off as he looked at his wife, forgetting all about Michelle and Jason for the moment. When she placed her hand on his, he licked his lips, feeling his cock stir.
"Uh ... Jason, you take Michelle out and show her the place." He then leaned over to Doris and said loud enough only for her ears: "I got myself an old sow I have to corner."
After Jason and Michelle left, Les took Doris in his arms and gave her a long, searching kiss.
"How's my baby?" he murmured, holding her tighter. He stood, pulling her up with him, and pressed his throbbing cock against her stomach. "Mmmmmmm, I'll bet you're good as ever," he added, smelling her hair.
"I've missed you," she said truthfully. Even Jason's wild fucking couldn't take the place of Les. And each time she looked at him, she trembled, just as she was doing now. "Mmmmmm, let me give you a welcome home," she whispered.
Within a matter of a minute or so, they were in the bedroom, lying between the sheets, their naked bodies intertwined, their lips locked together.
"Shit, baby," Les grunted, slipping between her parted thighs and lowering his face to her perfectly-shaped tits, "four days without you is like a lifetime!"
"Oh ... I know!" Doris whispered, stroking his back. She looked at his body, almost as if for the first time, and felt his pure animal magnetism. "Let me have it," she begged. "Let me have ... four days worth, you bastard!"
While he licked and pulled on her tits with his warm, sucking mouth, she studied his features. He was bigger even than Jason, his rippling muscles forming angular patterns. His shoulders must be a yard wide, she thought, as she touched their rough texture. And, although he was almost thirty-seven, his had a slim waist. His entire body was covered with coal-black hair, and, as always, she felt as if she were being hugged by a big, furry bear.
"Oh ... I've really missed this!" she gasped, fondling his stiff prick as it throbbed between her legs. She jacked the loose foreskin back and forth over the smooth shaft. "Mmmmmmm, you've grown," she murmured, something she said-and almost believed-every time they got back together.
"You like it, huh?" he whispered, chewing down on her pink nipples, savoring the perfumed aroma of her flesh. "Well, baby, if you like it one-half as much as I love you, we're both in for one hell of a time," he said, thrusting his cockhead into the furry entrance of her pussy. When he felt the slippery grip pull about two inches of his prick inside, he flinched. "Oh ... sweet fucking Jesus, yes. One hell of a time!"
For a moment Doris wondered just how many times his blood-engorged prod had torn into her cunt. Thousands, probably. But each time, it was almost like the first time, that time way back when he had drilled into her virgin pussy. The mere thought of his cock inside her made her buck with the first swelling sensations of climax. She dug her nails into the hard muscles of his back and jerked her hips upward.
"Fuck me," she murmured, writhing beneath him, gasping as more of his pulsating cock eased inside. "Oh ... God, give it to me hard! I ... I need it!"
"Oh, baby, so do I," Les growled, pausing for a moment, letting her guts get used to his tremendous size. When he felt her muscles slowly relax, he withdrew slightly, then held his breath as he lunged forward, burying his dick to the hilt. "Unhhhhhhhh!" he choked. "So ... fucking hot and tight!"
A mixture of pain and pleasure seemed to dance together inside Doris' pussy, sending ripples of ecstasy up and down her spine. She spread her legs a little wider, then bent her knees, placing her feet under her ass. As her body rocked upward, she could feel the loose skin that surrounded his thick, hairy nuts creep into her slit.
"Give it to me, stud," she cried out. "God, fuck me like you've never fucked me before!"
"Let's blow out the old tubes, then do it real sjow," Les said, the speed of his fucking increasing dramatically. As his ass became a fleshy blur, he could feel the insides of his balls begin to boil, overflow with huge masses of bubbly cum. "And ... and I think I'm just about ready now," he gasped, feeling the juices squeeze into the base of his shaft.
Doris was already lost in oblivious release, part of her wondering if she'd ever come so quickly before. The sweeping sensations were like a million icy-hot fingers, massaging every square inch of her buttered-up pussy. And each time a climax tore up and down her pussy canal, then exploded around her opening, another welled in her cunthole.
"Yessssss!" she hissed though clenched teeth, now sucking on his cock with her spasming cunt walls. "Fill me full! Fuck in a gallon of cream, you bull! God ... fuck it out my ears!"
When she felt the first gigantic explosion of his cum, she thought for a moment he might actually do exactly that. That was the best part about being away from each other-his cum accumulated so much that when it squirted from his dick it only took a split second for her cunt to fill to over flowing, just as it was now.
"Take it, bitch!" Les growled, his orgasm peaking wildly, sending out the bulk of his load. He could feel the juices slosh around his spearing prick, boiling from her hole. His nuts were now glued to the crack of her ass. "Oh ... fuck ... take it ... alllll!"
Doris experienced a final, bursting climax that left her panting for air. She slowly relaxed, her body feeling like melted rubber, and let her legs flop outward. She then squirmed her ass around and gave a few, final milking squeezes with her spasming cunt hole. As the last of his milky cum oozed into her hole, she gave a low, throaty moan of pure satisfaction.
Les was still pumping in and out of her cunt, but with measured strokes. He, too, was momentarily exhausted, yet as her insides firmly clutched his prick, he could feel another cum-load gathering, boiling into his nuts.
"Want it again?" he asked, licking the tip of his tongue across her ripened tits.
"God, you know I do," Doris murmured. "I'm just trying to decide how I want it."
"Well, while you're deciding," Les said, pulling away and lying on his back, "maybe you should talk it over with my dick."
She nestled between his huge thighs and lowered her face to his cum-soaked crotch. She then held his monstrous cock at an angle to his body and pulled the foreskin away from the meaty head. As she did so, a thick residue of cum glistened in the light. She touched the tip of her tongue to the smooth surface, just under the head, and lapped the acrid-tasting juice into her mouth.
"Mmmmm, I love you," she whispered, eyeing the cock hungrily. "And I love sucking this big, hard thing."
"Well, go ahead," Les said softly, spreading his legs and humping upward. "I've never said no to one of your blowjobs yet!"
As Doris sank her mouth slowly down the richly veined shaft, a sudden picture of Jason's prick shot into her mind. God, she was getting depraved, she thought, two big cocks in the space of an hour! Something told her she should be ashamed, feel at least a little guilty, but she couldn't seem to muster up even the slightest remorse. How could anything that felt and tasted so good be wrong?
"Oh ... shit, you do such a fine little job," Les murmured, feeling a greater pressure around his prick. "Sometimes I wish every guy in the world could know what it's like, the way your mouth feels just like a sweet, tight pussy!"
Well, at least two know, she thought, fighting back the urge to giggle. She wondered suddenly what Les would say, what he would do if he knew she had been blowing the shit out of her nephew for the past three days. Would he be ... dangerous? The idea excited her even more. She began gulping on his cock furiously, her eyes closed. As she went down, she could feel her husband's shaft throb between her tonsils, but when she sucked back up, it was the memory of Jason's prick that burned the insides of her cheeks.
"Oh ... Jesus, suck, cocksucker!" Les cried out, holding the sides of her head, slamming her face back and forth. "Suck just like that! Take it all in and lick me good, whore!"
Oh ... God! her mind and body screamed. Cock! Delicious, wonderful cock! I love the way it slides across the roof of my mouth, the way it thrusts across my tongue. And his balls! They were vibrating against her chin, the wiry hairs scraping her soft flesh.
"Mmmmffff!" she gurgled suddenly, her entire being exploding with wave after wave of sweet release. Her pleasure peaked near the level of pain and was held there as if by some invisible hand. She then gave a loud choking moan of ecstasy, feeling another flash of gut-crunching agony, causing her pussy to ooze with juices.
"Like it, don't you, you little slut?" Les murmured. "Well see how you like this!"
With that, he began plowing into her throat with wild, punching stabs. Within a matter of seconds his balls were burning, the base of his prod jerking with life. He gave one final attempt to hold back the rich juices, but it was useless. A thick stream of cum boiled up the center of his shaft, then exploded from his cockhead.
"Oh ... yes!" he grunted, rolling to his side, pulling her with him. He began hammering into her mouth brutally, banging her head between his legs with his hands. "Goddamn ... you ... lick!" he winced.
"Mmmm! Mmmm! Mmmm!" Doris choked, feeling the fiery liquid sear into the back of her throat. Some of it sloshed upward, behind her nose, and blasted from both nostrils. Other bubbly wads billowed into her cheeks, filtered between her teeth.
"Take ... it ... all!" Les said finally, pounding in the last of his creamy release. He held her face hard against his crotch for a long time, working his ass around. Finally, he released the pressure of his hands and watched her mouth crawl up to the pulsating tip of his dick. "Just ... keep it in your mouth for a while," he panted. "I love the way your throat sucks on it."
Doris had no intention of moving away from his prick. Not only was it delicious, all filmed-up with cum, but it was still meaty and thick, squeezing her lips apart. She grabbed the massive base with both hands and closed her palms around the shaft, slowly forcing out the last gob of cum from the center of his prod. As the milky fluid etched her tongue like acid, another explosive release shot into her cunt.
"Oh ... God ... yes!" she gasped, chewing the rubbery foreskin between her teeth. "Mmrnm-mmmmm, delicious!"
"Fuck a duck," Les whispered a few moments later when his orgasm had subsided to a dull ache. "I sometimes wish we could stay like this forever."
"Me too," Doris agreed. She lifted her head slightly and looked into her husband's handsome face. He looked even better than she'd remembered, the blue-black shock of hair framing his head like a dark halo. His eyes were glazed with pure satisfaction. "Sometimes I think I love you too much," she said. "It ... hurts."
"Hey, baby, show me where it hurts," Les said, pulling her into his arms, "and I'll make it feel real good."
"Mmmmmmmmm, I know you can," Doris whispered, nestling her face in his armpit. As the silky hairs tickled her nose, she flicked her tongue out, savoring the heady, masculine aroma of his body. "Now ... let me make you feel good," she added, kissing across his chest. "All ... over!"
She then took her time, kissing and sucking every square inch of his body, from the top of his head down to the soles of his feet. Finally, she sat back on her haunches and admired his hulking strength, the fine curves and angles of his body.
As she looked down at him, Les was also moving his eyes over her body. She hadn't gotten older, he thought, she had gotten better. Why, her body was every bit as good, if not better than Michelle's. He remembered looking over at the girl during their return trip from Chicago, watching the pert tits stretch out her blouse. At that moment he was certainly glad he was on his way home to Doris, or he might have....
"Mmmmm, let me at those tits, baby," he said. "I'm gonna suck them dry."
While he buried his face between the soft masses of flesh, feeling the nipples vibrate in his ears, he heard the front door close.
"I guess we should get back out there," he said, pulling away reluctantly. "I almost forgot all about Jason and Michelle."
"Do we have to?" Doris pouted. "They can take care of themselves and ... and I've really missed you."
"I hope they like each other," Les said. "It seemed like such a good idea bringing her down here. You know, Jason is a good looking boy, and I can't imagine what must go through his mind ... without a little female companionship."
"I hope they like each other too," Doris said honestly, thinking this was an answer to her prayers. Jason had seemed so unpredictable lately, almost frighteningly so. Another part of her, however, felt a slight tinge of ... jealousy. "Yes, he is a good looking boy," she added, her voice wistful.
"Hey, what you thinking about?" Les said. "You look like you lost your best friend."
"I was just thinking about the corn field," Doris replied.
"Well, hang on, baby, I'm gonna give you my ear of corn," Les laughed.
That was another thing she loved about Les. He could make her laugh, laugh at herself, the world. She hugged him tightly as if trying to pull him inside her very being.
"Fuck me, Les," she whispered. "Oh ... God, fuck mel"