Chapter 5
"John!" she exclaimed to the children's father when she stormed back into the den. "Do you have any idea what's going on up in Gail's room?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," he answered, setting his book down on the coffee table.
"Shane is in his sister's bedroom."
"He often goes in there."
"But he's in bed with her!" she gasped. "And they're both naked!"
"Well, I'll be damned," grinned John, remembering that Gloria had told him how hot Shane was to fuck his little sister.
"How can you possibly smile?" exclaimed Martha. "They're doing it."
"Doing what?"
"You know," she said, blushing. "He's doing that filthy thing to her."
"Are you trying to tell me they're fucking?" asked John, slowly rising to his feet.
"Yes," gasped Martha. "But don't use that dirty word."
"Why are you so upset about it?" he asked, resting his hands on the woman's shoulders.
"It's disgusting," snorted Martha. "Aren't you going to put a stop to it?"
"Were they enjoying themselves?"
"What?"
"I asked if they were enjoying themselves."
"My God!" she gasped. "How could anyone possibly enjoy anything as filthy as that?"
"This may come as a shock to you, Martha," he said, looking her straight in the eyes. "But millions of people are fucking every day and every night, and they all enjoy it."
"Don't be so disgusting!"
"You're the one that's disgusting," he said, gently shaking her shoulders. "A good fuck would probably bring you to your senses."
"John!" she gasped. "How could you talk to me like this?"
"Because you're a pain in the ass," he said. "And I'm fed up with your stupid narrow-mindedness."
"Well, I never ... "
"You must have," laughed John. "Or you wouldn't have those spoiled twins."
"You animal!"
"I think it's time you woke up and let your hair down," he sneered, starting to pull the hairpins out of her tight bun.
"Stop that!" she shouted as her long blonde hair fell down around her shoulders.
"Well, I'll be damned," he said seeing how much softer it made her stern face appear. "You look better already."
"Don't you touch me!"
"And another thing," he continued, noticing how her big tits were pushing out against the front of her blouse. "Why do you wear your clothes buttoned all the way up to your chin when you have such a nice set of boobs?"
"You filthy beast!" she exclaimed.
Still grinning at the distraught woman, he grasped the front of her blouse and ripped it off, exposing her big bra-covered tits.
"Stop that!" she screamed.
"How long has it been since you were last laid?" he suddenly asked.
"That's none of your damned business."
"Maybe it's not," grinned John. "But there's nothing wrong with you that a hot fuck couldn't cure."
Suddenly sweeping her into his arms, he began passionately kissing the woman, pushing his tongue deep into her mouth. Martha gave a muffled gasp and tried desperately to push him away, but she was no match for his superior strength. John kept his lips welded to hers, his hot wet tongue teasing all around in her mouth while he moved one hand down and began goosing his fingers into the soft crack between her wiggly asscheeks.
Martha suddenly felt a faint excitement. She was outraged and angry with her brother-in-law, but she couldn't help but respond a tiny bit to the hard pressure of his male body. Even as she protestingly pushed at him, she was faintly aware of that warm tingling in her pussy that she'd experienced when she saw Shane's hard cock fucking into his little sister's cunt.
Finally breaking the deep passionate kiss, he eased her down onto the couch. Martha was struggling to no avail as he deftly unhooked the back of her bra and removed it. The woman was panting and blushing with embarrassment as he hungrily stared at her big naked tits.
"Jesus Christ!" he gasped, cupping her creamy white tits in his hands. "Why the hell do you keep these beautiful jugs hidden?"
"Let go of me!" she gasped. "You're nothing but a filthy animal!"
Completely ignoring her, he ran his hand up under her skirt until he touched the warm wet crotch of her panties.
"Oh, Martha," he teased. "You're all hot and wet down there. Oh, Baby, you must like this."
Giving her an evil grin, John slipped his finger inside the crotch of her panties and eased it along the slippery hair-fringed line of her slit. Holding her writhing body back against the couch, he explored her most intimate parts. He fingered and tickled all around her oozing twat, enjoying the feel of her hot slippery cuntflesh.
Martha suddenly felt a sharp streak of blinding pleasure in her belly when his fingertip found her clit. As he began gently tweaking and rolling her sensitive little joy-button between his thumb and forefinger, Martha helplessly moaned as her cunt spat out a hot load of pussycream.
John began rubbing her clit faster and faster, filling her loins with unbelievable pleasure. As her juices flowed out of her feverishly aroused cunt, she tried to ignore the heavenly sensations he was giving her, but it was no use.
"God, this is a hot little pussy," he panted into her ear as he continued wildly finger-fucking the woman.
His language was filthy, and the way he was fingering her naked cunt was scandalous, but she no longer had the will to even try and stop him. She was terribly ashamed of herself because she knew deep down in her heart that she was thoroughly enjoying it.
Starting to ease her panties down, he could feel his cock throbbing wildly in his pants as her silky golden pubic hairs came into view. She made a feeble protest when he pulled her soaking wet panties off over her feet, but made no attempt to stop him when he spread her thighs wide apart, lewdly exposing her naked pussy to his ogling eyes.
Martha's legs were spread out in front of her on the floor when John suddenly knelt between them. "What are you doing?" she gasped, seeing the wild excitement in his eyes.
"I'm going to lick your juicy little twat," he whispered up to her, thinking how young and beautiful she suddenly looked with her soft blonde hair falling around her naked shoulders instead of in the tight bun she always wore.
"Don't talk so dirty," she scolded him. "It's nasty to ... OOOOOH ... EEEEEIIIIGHH!"
Martha cried out from the blinding pleasure she felt when his tongue first touched her pussy. His tongue began expertly flicking back and forth on the sensitive pearl of her clit, turning her entire body into a writhing mass of lusting flesh. She'd never felt any thing so delicious in her entire life.
They were both so involved in their burning passions that neither of them noticed the twins crouch-ed down behind another sofa in the room. Returning from their walk with Gloria, the children had come down to the den to watch television. The door was wide open, and when they saw Uncle John pulling their mother's pants off, they sneaked over behind the couch to get a better view.
"What's he doin'?" Bobby asked his sister when John lowered his face down between Martha's thighs.
"Lickin' her pisser," giggled Betsy.
"Is that the same as fuckin!?"
"Shit, no, dummy," his sister whispered. "Fuckin' is when a guy stuffs his pecker into a girl's pussy."
"Then why is Uncle John just lickin' Mom's cunt?"
"How should I know?" sighed Betsy. "It seems sorta dumb to me."
"Do you think he'll fuck her?" asked Bobby.
"I hope so," his sister giggled. "That would be fun to watch."
With his face buried between Martha's spread legs, John sucked and flicked his talented tongue all around her little lust-swollen clit until the wildly aroused blonde had to grit her teeth to keep from screaming. Locking his lips more firmly around her joy-button, he sucked deeply and noisily on it, thrilled by the taste and fragrance of her hotly oozing pussy.
Martha was trying to not cry out from the in- tense rapture she was feeling in her loins. She was almost out of her mind with lust as John feverishly licked and sucked on her clit. When Martha was at the point where she didn't think she could stand much more of this almost-painful ecstasy, he moved his lips from her clitty and drilled his tongue up between the slick pink folds of her cuntlips.
"Oh, my God!" she helplessly moaned, thoroughly enjoying the naughty things he was doing to her frenziedly aroused pussy. Whimpering softly, she was excitedly writhing her sopping hot cunt up against his face.
Deciding that she'd never be more ready than she was now, John quickly stood up and removed his clothes. Martha felt both embarrassed and ashamed, but she couldn't take her eyes away from his prick. Except for the brief look she'd had of Shane's cock when she saw him fucking it into his little sister's pussy a few minutes ago, this was only the second cock she'd ever seen in her life. She couldn't help but notice that it was much bigger than her late husband's prick. In fact, his long shaft looked awesome as it speared up from between his legs.
Martha couldn't understand it, but his huge cock and balls didn't seem to look as repugnant as her husband's had. She had a wild desire to reach out and touch his hard prick, but she fought back the urge, knowing that no decent woman would ever do such a thing.
"Jeez!" whispered Betsy as the twins watched breathlessly from behind the other couch. "Look how big Uncle John's prick is."
"Wow!" Bobby gasped.
"How does he get his pants on over that big thing?" Betsy asked her brother.
"It isn't always that big," he explained. "Right now he's got a hard-on."
"What's a hard-on?' "That's when a guy gets excited to screw a girl," he explained. "His cock swells up and gets hard."
"Do you think Uncle John is gonna screw Mom?" whispered Betsy.
Peering around the corner of the couch, they saw Uncle John take their mother's hand and wrap her fingers around his big hard cock.
"See how good it feels," John lewdly whispered to Martha as he began guiding her hand up and down over his nakedly thick boner.
Shivering with a strange excitement, she was thrilled by the warmth and smooth hardness of his velvet-skinned cock. No longer needing John's hand to guide hers, she reached down and cupped his big swollen balls in her palm.
Unable to control his gnawing lust, he lay Martha back on the couch and crawled up between her open thighs.
"NO!' she shrieked when she realized what he was about to do. Completely ignoring the woman's screams, he pinned her down with his superior strength and w-edged his big bloated cockhead between her hotly oozing cuntlips.
"OOOOH! AHHHHH!" she moaned, feeling a prick sinking into her cunt for the first time in years.
"Look," Bobby excitedly whispered to his sister. "He's stickin' his pecker into Mom's pussy."
"Then he must be fuckin' her."
"I guess so," he grinned. "Boy, this is gonna be neat."
Writhing beneath John, Martha was softly moaning from the intense pleasure she was feeling. His enormously thick cock was shoved all the way up her tight, rarely-used slit. Martha knew she was doing something scandalous, but she couldn't help herself. Moaning loudly, she was no longer even trying to pretend she wasn't enjoying it as her cunt creamed hotly around his deeply embedded tool.
"God, this is a tight little pussy," he panted as he started fucking her with deep slow thrusts.
Her scalding wet pussy walls deliciously squeezed and pulled on his thick hard prick as it glided in and out. His breath was coming in short hot gasps as he continued fucking his magic wand into her deliciously tight little hole.
"Faster, darling, faster," she began whimpering, completely aware of the disgraceful thing she was doing, yet unable to stop herself.
Hearing her cry out for more, he began balling her with no mercy, drilling his massive boner in and out as hard as he could.
"YES! YES! THAT'S IT!" screamed Martha.
Peeking out around the end of the couch, the twins could see Uncle John's big blue-veined cock plunging in and out of their mother's little gold-fringed twat. Watching eagerly, and taking in every detail, the youngsters could see the creamy juices oozing out from between her prick-squeezing cuntlips as he lustily fucked into her scalding hole.
"Oh, so good ... so good!" Martha moaned with joy as his marvelous cock sawed in and out of her cunt.
She could feel every vein and sinew of his blood-engorged prick rubbing deliciously against the tingling walls of her beautifully stretched slit, making her wonder why she'd never derived any pleasure from her late husband's fuck-tool.
"Oh, John, this feels so fuckin' good," she whimpered, screwing her body up closer against his to better enjoy the magnificent dick that was so deeply embedded in her hotly clasping pussy. She could hardly believe that sex could feel so good.
"Oh, God, darling," she sobbed as his hard hot shaft, glistening with her cunt juices, pistoned rhythmically in and out of the sucking hotness of her grasping slit.
Martha was almost beside herself with ecstasy. For the very first time in her entire life, the woman was actually enjoying sex. She'd gone through the motions with her husband occasionally because it was expected of her, but this was the first time she'd actually felt any pleasure.
Locking her shapely ankles around his humping ass, and grasping him around his broad shoulders, Martha was violently slamming her crotch up to meet every heavenly thrust of his hard plunging cock. The hungry lips of her tight little pussy were sucking and grasping at the thick base of his prick, trying desperately to suck even more of his wondrous tool into her suddenly greedy fuckhole.
John could hardly believe the delicious tightness of her sweet twat, feeling his cockhead swelling bigger and bigger as it slid smoothly in and out against the fleshy ridges of her deliciously sucking pussy. He felt as if his bloated rod would explode from the exquisite sensation being induced by this writhing woman's cunt.
Their slippery bodies were grinding deliciously against each other as John pounded his thick meaty dick harder and faster into her suddenly horny slit. As his massive cock plunged into the steaming depths of her wildly sucking fuckhole, he could feel her turgid hot nipples burning into his flesh as her tits rubbed against his chest.
"Oh, John!" she screamed. "Fuck me faster, honey ... faster!"
Frantically increasing the tempo of his deep thrusts, he felt that familiar tightening sensation deep in his balls and knew he was rapidly approaching a climax.
"Jesus," Bobby giggled from behind the couch. "Mom sure likes it."
"It looks like it," whispered Betsy, staring at her uncle's big cock. The sight of it zipping in and out of her mother's juicy hole was making her own little pussy hot and itchy. Betsy realized she wasn't big enough to take Uncle John's big prick into her little cunt, but it was sure making her horny.
Martha had completely lost all control. She was both disgusted and ashamed that she hadn't tried harder to fight John off, yet she wouldn't have missed this fantastic fuck for anything.
"AAAAAHHHHH ... SO GOOD ... SO GOOD!" she moaned, making no attempt to hide her seething lust.
"D'ya like this?" John panted down to her, thinking how he'd never seen her looking so beautiful in his life.
"FUCK, YES!" squealed Martha. "FUCK ME HARDER! FUCK ... FUCK MEEEEEE!"
The twins started giggling behind the couch. They'd never heard their prudish mother use such naughty words. The room echoed with her squeals of prurient delight and the sound of her hot slippery cunt juices squishing around his glistening cock.
"Ooooooh, honey!" Martha squealed, to the twins' delight. "Fuck it to me, baby! Fuck my hot little cunt!"
Wanting to give Martha the fuck she needed, John began drilling into her at a faster tempo. As he pounded deeper and harder, the woman lewdly drew her knees back, making her hotly sopping slit more accessible.
"That's it, John!" she squealed. "Fuck me harder!"
"Hang on," he panted as his slashing cock pounded deeper in the woman's lurching hole.
"OH, YES!" she cried. "HARDER! HARDER! HARDER!"
As the man relentlessly pounded his prick into her tight cunt, Martha could feel his big lusty balls slapping noisily against her juice-smeared ass.
"Shit, John!" she cried, clutching him more tightly in her arms. "God, how I love your beautiful big cock!"
On and on they fucked, unaware that Martha's twins were excitedly watching them.
"Oh, sweet Jesus, I'm gonna come ... gonna come!" Martha suddenly squealed, throwing the backs of her knees up over his shoulders, offering the entire length of her hot wet cunt to his pounding prick. The feel of his big swollen knob pounding deep into her belly as the top ridge of his thick boner deliciously agitated her clit was driving the woman wild. She'd never experienced such pleasure in her entire life.
"I'M COMING! I'M COMING!" she shrieked when every muscle in her body contracting as the overwhelming orgasm began shaking her. "I'M COMING ... COMING!"
Martha had never once experienced an orgasm with her husband, and this was a completely new experience for the woman.
"YES! YES!" she screamed when she suddenly felt his hot swirling cum gushing into her pussy. "CREAM ME GOOD, BABY! KEEP SQUIRTING, HONEY! I'M COMING ... COMING!"
As the lewdly entwined couple writhed through their wild climax, Bobby and Betsy slipped out of the room so they wouldn't be caught watching.