Chapter 7

The next day was Saturday, and Gloria asked Shane to drive her and Gail downtown to do some early shopping, leaving John at home with Martha and the twins. Martha hadn't come down to breakfast, and when the children went out to play, John went up to the woman's room to see if anything was wrong.

"Who is it?" called Martha when he rapped on her door. "John."

"Get away from here, you dirty bastard!" she cried out.

"What the hell is the matter with you?" he asked, opening the door and entering.

"Get out!" she screamed. "I never want to see you again!"

"Have you lost your mind? What the hell's your problem?"

"How can you ask such a stupid question after what you did to me last night?" she sobbed, tears running down her face.

"You seemed to enjoy it." He grinned, walking over and sitting down on the edge of her bed.

"GET OUT!" she shrieked. "I've never felt so humiliated and ashamed in my life."

"What is there to be ashamed of?" he asked.

"Letting you do those dirty filthy things to me," sobbed Martha. "You made me behave like a cheap whore."

"Oh, for Christ's sake!" He laughed in her face. "When the hell are you going to stop thinking sex is bad? It's a normal function like sleeping, eating or shitting. There's nothing wrong with any of those things."

"Sex is filthy!" she shouted.

"Sex is beautiful!" he yelled back.

The anger in her eyes seemed to strangely excite the man, and he quickly pulled her covers away.

"Stop that!" she screamed, trying to pull the hem of her cotton nightie down over her nakedly exposed thighs.

Ignoring her screams, he took the woman into his arms and passionately pressed his open lips to hers, worming his tongue deep into her mouth. He could feel the delicious heat of her body burning through her nightie as he held her close against him. Martha struggled to free herself, but she was no match for his strength.

Her night gown had buttons part way down the front and he quickly undid them so her luscious nipples would be available to his lips. Still passionately kissing the struggling woman, he moved his free hand down between her thighs, through the soft golden curls of her pubic hair.

Feeling that strange prickling sensation between her legs that she'd felt last night, she tried unsuccessfully to squirm her crotch away from his persistent fingers. His hand followed until his thick middle finger slid between the moist warm folds of her pussylips to find her sensitive little clit. Then, just as last night, she was suddenly becoming aroused in spite of her puritanical protests.

Her mind was at cross purposes. Part of her wanted it to go on, and another part knew it should stop. Moaning into his passionately kissing mouth, she was finding it difficult to control her own feverish desires as she helplessly writhed her hot cunt all around his deeply embedded finger.

Still deeply kissing her as he lustily finger-fucked her burning slit, John used his other hand to un- buckle his belt and lower his zipper. It was quite a difficult struggle under the circumstances, but he finally had his pants and shorts down, and his big cock and balls free.

John had pulled Martha's cotton nightie up above her waist, and as his fingers continued teasing her pussy, burrowing deeper and deeper into her moist soft passage, she could feel his big naked prick throbbing against the bare flesh of her hip. Wildly flailing her head from side to side, she futilely attempted to writhe her loins back away from his deliciously tormenting fingers. Martha felt like a trapped animal-the more she struggled to escape, the tighter he held her.

"Oh, no ... no!" she begged, grinding her teeth as she fought against him ... and against herself. She had to stop it! She couldn't let it happen again ... let him wantonly use her body as he had last night.

When he lowered his face and sucked her big throbbing nipple deep into the moist warmth of his mouth, feverish sensations of desire raced through Martha's loins as her cunt began involuntarily undulating in wildly fucking motions around his plundering finger.

"Oh, dear God ... oooooh!" she whimpered, knowing that she must stop him before it was too late, but also knowing she no longer had the will to stop him. This ecstasy was too wonderful to bring it to an end.

Now totally surrendering herself to him, she lay shivering with rapture as John licked and sucked on her nipples. Feeling his fingers deliciously squeezing and rubbing her clit, she spread her thighs further apart. With the last resistance gone, she began running her hands all over his big cock and balls, deliciously stroking and fondling him, excitedly playing with his magnificently swollen hard-on. In her feverish rapture, Martha was arched up off the bed, only her shoulders and the bottom of her feet making any contact with the mattress as her brother-in-law lustily finger-fucked her writhing pussy.

John was now using both his middle and index fingers, sliding them down from the hard nub of her clit and into the slippery wetness of her hot juicy cunt. Then withdrawing them from her oozing twat, he'd once more rapidly rub her clitty. Aware of how much she was enjoying it as he massaged her sensitive little clit, he teasingly pressed it under his finger tip, even tickling it lightly with his fingernails. Each time his finger returned to the sensitive little nub, Martha's body would jerk higher, frantically writhing her cunt around his finger.

"Oh, God, I'm gonna come!" she whimpered, her voice quivering from the intense ecstasy she was feeling. She began wildly humping her crotch up around his fingers, creaming all over his hand. "Don't stop now, honey! I'm almost there!"

John was feverishly digging his fingers deeper into her slit, feeling the slick hotness of her tight slippery passage throbbing against them. Once more moving his fingertip up to her tingling clit, he could feel it still swelling as he spread the soft oozing lips of her pussy further open.

She was now madly stroking his cock as John fastened his lips more tightly around the deliciously swollen nipple of her left tit, frantically flicking it with the tip of his tongue. He sucked and lapped on the turgid bud until his jaws and tongue ached.

Unable to keep up the rapid action any longer, he began slowly licking the underside of her swollen nipple as he sucked deeply on her spit-soaked tit. All this time he was still fingering her hot little twat.

"I'm coming ... coming!" she suddenly squealed. "I'M COMING ... COMING!"

With her thighs widely spread and heels planted firmly on the bed, she arched her loins high in the air as her shoulders were the only other part of her body that was making contact with the bed. Writhing through her powerful orgasm, Martha was aware of nothing but the finger plunging in and out of her cunt and his lips sucking and pulling on her nipple.

The experienced man's fingers were Working expertly on her excited clit, caressing it, rolling it, pinching it, forcing orgasm after orgasm up from her writhing loins.

"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" she moaned, starting to slowly come back down to earth.

Now once more aware of his thick cock in her fist, Martha began stroking it more vigorously. "Oh, baby!" he sobbed, quickly taking his mouth away from her nipple. "You better stop that or I'll shoot my wad!"

He barely had the words out of his mouth when a torrent of white-hot cum exploded from his massive cockhead, splattering all over Martha's belly and tits. When the wild flow finally stopped, she wiped herself off with the corner of the sheet.

The morning sun filtering through the window was casting a warm glow on John's muscular body as he lay with Martha snuggled in his arms.

"I guess you were right about me being a stupid prude," she whispered. "That felt so good, and now I want you to fuck me when your prick gets hard again."

"I'm glad you're starting to understand," he said. "Sex is so beautiful. That's why we encourage Shane and Gail to indulge in it. We don't want them to have any hang-ups later on."

"I guess you're right," she sighed. "But all my life I've had my parents telling me how dirty it was."

Gazing down at the handsome man's crotch, she could see his big furry balls and limp prick dangling between his thighs. Anxious to have him fuck her, she decided it was probably her job to arouse him.

Still not a hundred percent convinced that playing with a man's prick wasn't naughty, her hand was trembling slightly as she reached down and lightly touched his cock. His limp dick felt doughy and moist as she curled her fingers around it. This was the first time she'd ever seen John's cock when it wasn't hard, and now it felt so lifeless and flabby in her hand that the woman momentarily wondered if she'd ever be able to get it hard again.

"God, that feels nice," sighed John, feeling his shaft starting to tingle and jerk in her grasp.

Using her other hand, Martha reached under his prick and began fondling his soft warm balls. They seemed to feel as limp and lifeless as his flaccid cock did. Still gently stroking his soft prick, she rolled his hairy nut-sac in her hand, feeling his hard balls inside.

Staring down at his limp cock and balls, she suddenly felt a strange desire to kiss them. Her mouth began watering as she thought about licking and sucking on his prick. Then, without a moment's hesitation, she suddenly moved her face down and slid her warm wet tongue across the soft wrinkled skin of his limp prick.

"Aaaaahhhh!" gasped John, completely shocked that Martha would ever do such a thing. He could hardly believe how she was actually drooling over it, deliciously bathing his prick with her slick hot spit.

"Oh, yes, darling," he moaned. "Suck my cock!"

Surprised by the pleasant odor and taste of a man's cock, Martha licked up and down his shaft until it was gleaming wetly from her spit. Feeling his prick starting to swell slightly, Martha began licking his knob more heatedly, swirling her juicy wet tongue all around his sensitive cockhead.

When he began moaning and writhing, Martha knew she was finally getting somewhere. Sticking his big knob in between her warm lips, she began sucking and nibbling on the soft flesh, making him moan with rapture. Martha then hungrily stuck all of his limp dick into her mouth, making John gasp with joy when he felt his prick disappear into the soaking hot warmth of her mouth. Now, realizing she was getting somewhere, the inexperienced woman began sucking on him as he'd never been sucked before. As she feverishly mouthed him with a hot, fierce hunger, he was suddenly getting a monstrous hard-on from the intense pleasure.

"THAT'S IT, BABY!" he shouted. "SUCK MY COCK! EAT MY MEAT!" Martha almost gagged when his thick cock exploded into an enormous hard-on. She hadn't dreamed that a prick could expand that rapidly, and her mouth was stuffed full of hard cock before she knew what was happening. The big bloated head of his cock was throbbing against the back of her throat, making it almost impossible for the I woman to breathe.

Gasping for breath, Martha let his big spit-drenched prick slip out of her mouth, and she was further aroused by the sight of his magnificently swollen shaft slapping back hard against his belly.

"My God, that's beautiful," she panted.

Drawing her back up into his arms, John kissed her softly parted lips, their tongues sucking and dueling deliciously. When Martha finally pulled her mouth away from his, she began planting butterfly-light kisses down his neck, across his broad shoulders to his chest.

Reaching down and grasping his cock again, she was shocked at how much more it had grown. Smiling as she slowly stroked his shaft, she began kissing and licking around his navel. She next lowered her face further down, letting her mouth trail slowly over his muscular belly to the wiry fringe of prick hair around the thick base of his throbbing shaft. Holding his marvelous dick up in one hand, she kissed along the length of his leg to his knee, and then her hot wet lips worked back up over the sensitive flesh of his inner thigh.

"Oh, my God!" he moaned.

Finally, when her luscious mouth reached his balls, she began licking her tongue across the crinkly skin, causing the man to spread his legs further apart, making his swollen nut-sac more available to her. Slowly stroking the thick hardness of his cock with her fingers, she began gently sucking one nut and then the other in and out of her mouth.

Holding his prick straight in the air, Martha began licking up and down over the sensitive underside of his lurching boner, making him writhe and groan from the intense pleasure. Lifting her head, she licked his swollen cockhead until it was obscenely gleaming with her spit.

Unable to hold back any longer, Martha lowered her ovaled lips down over the bloated head of his prick as John instinctively thrust his hips up, driving his huge boner to the very back of her throat. Her tongue began swirling hotly and wetly around his tasty knob as she bobbed her head up and down over his hard meat.

"OH, FUCK, THAT FEELS GOOD!" he panted, thrusting his hips up and down to the rhythm of her bobbing mouth. "SUCK, BABY, SUCK!"

Martha was anxious to please the man by bringing him to a delicious climax, but she wanted to keep his heavenly cock between her lips as long as possible. The heat and delicious hardness of his big dick against her lips and tongue were arousing her to the extent that she was almost on the verge of having a mini-climax herself.

Not wanting him to shoot his wad yet, Martha lifted the back of his knees up over her shoulders so his big lusty balls would be more available to her mouth.

"Oh, my God," he moaned as her hot wet tongue licked across the crinkly skin of his bloated nut-sac again. From the way she was tongue-washing his balls, it was hard to believe this was her first blow-job as her tongue lapped all over them, feverishly licking and sucking until John thought he'd lose his mind. His lusty cock was throbbing wildly from the hot wetness of her tongue on his nuts, and the ecstasy was further increased when she sucked one of his balls into her mouth again.

"OH, SHIT!" he groaned when her soft lips encircled his other swollen nut.

It was pure heaven to the man as she sucked and rolled his balls around her tongue. The intense pleasure was almost enough to blow his mind.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, staring down at the long blonde hair falling over her deliciously bare shoulders as her moist lips passionately sucked on his tingling nuts.

Finally lifting her face from his spit-soaked balls, Martha once more encircled his big cockhead with her hotly sucking lips. Moving her head up and down over his thick boner with a slow sensuous rhythm, his prick was once more sliding effortlessly between her deliciously slippery lips.

"Jesus Christ!" he moaned, tearing at the sheet beneath him with his hands. "That feels so fucking good, honey!"

Ovaling her leeching lips more firmly around his thick meat, the cock-crazed woman took it deeper and deeper into her mouth until his swollen knob was once more probing at the very back of her throat. John had never felt so many deliriously beautiful sensations concentrated in the head of his prick as he did now with her swirling tongue deliciously teasing and tormenting it with every hot, wet stroke.

The wildly lurching man could feel his climax rapidly approaching, and with that glorious moment almost upon him, the writhing man's entire body was tensing for his impounding discharge.

"SHIT, THAT FEELS GOOD!" he cried out, shaking from head to toe. "YES! YES! JUST A BIT MORE! I'M ALMOST THERE!"

"Jeez," grinned Bobby to his sister as they watched through the open door while their mother lustily sucked on uncle John's big swollen prick. "She's really gonna get a mouthful."

The twins had just come in from playing when they stumbled onto the exciting action up in their mother's room.

"Will he really shoot it into Mom's mouth?" gasped Betsy.

"Sure," her brother said. "I shot my hot load into Aunt Gloria's mouth."

"When?"

"Last night after you went to bed," he bragged. "She even let me fuck her."

"Are you shitting me?" gulped Betsy, unable to believe what she was hearing.

"Nope," he grinned. "She let me fuck her cunt."

Their attention was suddenly drawn back to the wild blow-job as their uncle began moaning louder.

"THAT'S IT, BABY!" groaned John. "SUCK THAT COCK!"

As the twins stared in raptured fascination, their uncle's words soon became incoherent sounds. Only seconds away from shooting his thick wad into the woman's feverishly sucking mouth, John's breath was coming in short, hot gasps. On the verge of exploding, he could feel that delicious sensation at the very base of his cock as his hot cum surged up through the length of his tingling shaft.

Involuntarily thrusting his pelvis up, he slammed every inch of his thick prick into her passionately sucking mouth. The thick mat of wiry cock hair around the base of his dong was mashed against her lips and nose. "HERE IT COMES!" he cried out as the stream of hot cum gushed out of his prick, splattering wildly against the back of her throat.

Thrilled by the flavor of it, Martha was frantically sucking and swallowing, not wanting to waste one drop of his tasty cock-cream. Closing her lips more tightly around his knob, her soft juicy mouth was working like a suction pump.

"MY GOD!" he groaned as he came again and again, the pleasure so intense that it was almost agony. "MORE! MORE!"

"Look at that," Betsy excitedly whispered as she pointed to the thick cum that was oozing out from the corner of her mother's cock-squeezing lips. "He's pumping her mouth full of that stuff."

"Sure," said Bobby. "That's what I did to aunt Gloria."

"Does it taste icky?"

"I don't know," he admitted. "But Aunt Gloria said she loves it."

As John's fantastic climax finally ended and his prick began slowly shrinking in Martha's mouth, the woman continued sucking and swallowing until she'd drawn every last drop of tasty cum from his withering prick. When his limp dick finally slipped out from between her cum-coated lips, Martha eagerly licked up the drops that had dribbled onto his balls.

"Oh, John," she whispered. "I just loved sucking your big cock."

"Gee, Bobby," Betsy giggled as she and her brother hurried down the hall so they wouldn't be caught. "Mom sure liked the taste of that stuff."

"I guess all women do," grinned Bobby.