Martha Harper was just hanging up the telephone when Jake walked into the house, still horny as hell, despite having spilled his seed on the soil. Martha, like her daughter, was a sexy blonde with blue eyes and big tits. She was sitting on the couch by the telephone stand, one leg drawn up under her, the hem of her short skirt riding high up her lush and shapely thigh.
"That was Claire," she said, not noticing the lump in her husband's fly immediately. "She's coming for the weekend."
Claire was their other daughter. She was twenty, and when the Harpers had decided to move to the country, Claire had elected to remain in the city and pursue a career in advertising.
She was also pursuing other things, but her parents didn't know about that.
"That's nice," Jake said, crossing the room.
Martha looked up, smiling, pleased that their older daughter was going to pay them a visit. She blinked, then her smile widened as she saw the big bulge in Jake's trousers.
"Why, what a pleasant surprise!" she purred.
Martha was an ever-ready fuck, which was one of the reasons that Jake had married her some twenty years ago – just as she had accepted his proposal mainly because of his huge, rock-hard cock. They had fucked up a storm during their courtship, broken three beds on their honeymoon and still, twenty years later on, screwed like crazed goats.
Jake stood in front of the couch, his loins shoved out.
"Hadn't we better go to the bedroom?" Martha asked. "Bonny might come in and catch us at it."
"Naw, she's riding her pony," Jake said. At the very mention of his nubile daughter's name, and the thought of how her ass had squirmed on the pony's bare back, his prick jumped.
Martha giggled when she saw the front of his pants convulse. She reached out and ran her fingertips up the outline of his stiff prick, brushing it lightly. Then she cupped his bloated balls, lifting them in her palm as if she were weighing the amount of cum they contained.
She drew his zipper down slowly, playfully, inch by inch. Jake unbuckled his belt and the front of his trousers fell open in a wide vee. His massive prick fell forward into view.
Martha fondled his hairy balls and gazed adoringly at his throbbing cockhead and his thick, dark-veined cock-stalk. Holding his balls, Martha leaned forward and pushed her tongue out, slowly licking up the underside of his long, fat prick and then fluttering it at the base of his flaring prickhead.
Jake grunted and twisted his hands in her blonde hair, purring her head closer and pulling her mouth onto his prick. Martha sucked on his pulsating prick-meat, purring happily.
"Ummmm," she moaned as she felt his prick-knob flare and throb in her mouth. Her lips fastened on his cockshaft and she sucked lovingly on the big slab of cockhead.
Jake shoved his cock deeper into her mouth, his ass and hips jerking in a fucking motion.
"Unghhh," she gagged, as his cockhead clogged her gullet, but she held his prick buried deep in her mouth and bobbed her head down, taking all of the long cockstalk in. Her nose nestled in his wiry pubic hair and her chin brushed his balls.
Jake drew out until only his cockhead was in her pursed lips, then he slid it all into her head again, fucking into her mouth as if it were a cunt-hole.
Martha's blonde head bobbed up and down as if she were ducking for apples in a barrel, gorging herself on delicious cockmeat. Her tongue slid around on the underside of his prick as her lips pulled and dragged up and down on the thick prick.
Then she drew up to the tip of his cock and with her lips brushing his throbbing cockhead, whispered: "Want to come in my mouth, darling? Shall I suck you off and drink your cum?"
Jake hesitated. Martha was a great cock-sucker, enthusiastic and experienced. She loved to give head and had even admitted to Jake that one memorable day – before they had met, of course – she had sucked off the whole basketball team, one right after the other, swallowing so much fuckjuice that she had gained three ounces in weight overnight.
Now Jake regretted having jerked off.
The thought of shooting in Martha's mouth was inviting, but he lusted for her cunt, too, and since he had already emptied his balls once, he wasn't sure if he could manage to come twice more. Regretting leaving her mouth, but looking forward to her pussy, Jake slowly pulled his prick from her willing lips. His cockhead popped free like a cork from a bottle, glistening with her spittle.
Martha eyed him curiously, knowing that Jake seldom turned down the offer of a blow-job.
"I wanna fuck your cunt, baby," he rasped. "I'll take a rain check on the blowjob until tonight."
Martha smiled and leaned back, licking her lips, not caring which of her fuckholes he emptied his bloated balls into, as long as he filled her with jism at one end or the other. She drew her skirt up above her waist. She wasn't wearing any panties – she seldom did around the house – and Jake gazed down at her crotch with undisguised lust. Martha's cunt mound was a luxuriant triangle of curly blonde hair and through that bushy tangle her cuntlips could be seen, pink and inviting. Her clit stood out clearly, tingling and throbbing. Cuntjuice seeped down into the crack of her uplifted ass and soaked the cushion under her. She jerked her hips invitingly.
"Shove that big prick up my fuckhole, honey, stuff my cunt full of stiff cock…"
Jake sank down onto his knees, between her widespread thighs. His massive prick loomed out over her loins, like a poised warclub, threatening a blow that Martha welcomed. He folded his fist around the thick hilt of his cock and pushed it lower. His cockhead forced through her golden cunt bush and slipped down into her crotch. He tilted his wrist, rubbing the tip of his cock up and down against Martha's smoldering clit, and spreading a thick layer of fuck lube all over it.
Martha squirmed against him, whimpering.
"Put the fucker in me," she pleaded.
Jake nudged the tip of his prick into her, then halted. Martha jammed her hips down impatiently, eager to get stuffed brimful of hard, hot cockmeat, but Jake pulled back from her, holding only the tip of his prick in her pussy. Her cuntlips sucked on his purple cockhead, dragging on his cockshaft, pulling him in by suction.
"No – turn around," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. "I wanna fuck you doggy fashion."
That was fine with Martha who loved to get fucked in any possible position and who didn't realize that, with her back to him, Jake could more easily pretend that he was fucking his daughter!
Martha twisted around, throwing one leg over and turning her lush ass towards the kneeling man. Her head was resting on the couch and her ass wriggled against his belly. She reached back between her thighs and cupped his balls, squeezing gently. Then her hand slid up onto the thick root of his cockshaft and she guided his cockhead into her flooded fuck slot. Turning her wrist, she stirred his prick-knob around in the creamy entrance to her loins, then pulled him deeper. His cockhead vanished in her cunt and her cuntlips clamped around his cockstalk, gripping him like a pliable vise.
Jake grasped her by the handles of her hip bones, twisting her ass from side to side. He began to slide his prick into her cunt slowly, inch by inch. He gazed at the back of her blonde head and grimaced with lust as he pretended that it was his teenaged daughter that he was wedging his cock into.
Martha shoved her ass back impatiently, wanting all of that long, thundering fuckshaft up her cunt-hole.
"Give it to me!" she moaned. "Shove it all up my cunt, Jake – fill my cunt with that big fucker!"
Jake stared down, watching his cock disappear inch by inch into her hairy cuntslit. Her cuntlips dragged on his cock and the walls of her fuckhole began to suck and pull on his buried prick-meat. With a lurch, he rammed the last of his prick into her. His belly was jammed to her curved ass and his balls pressed into her groin. He held the full penetration for a moment, savoring the sensation of having every inch of his stiff prick buried in hot, clinging pussy and letting Martha thrill to the joy of having her cunt stuffed to the brim. He worked his cock muscles, making the fat prickshaft throb inside her.
"Ooooh!" she squealed, feeling her cunt pulsate. Her pussy muscles responded, sucking on his cockmeat as if she had a secret mouth inside her loins. The walls of her fuck tunnel tightened, molding themselves to the contours of his prick.
"Fuck me!" Martha wailed. "Pour that big prick in me, Jake! Fuck my ass off!"
She moved first. Jake was holding steady, his ass and hips thrust out and his head and shoulders arched back, gripping her firmly by the hipbones. Martha pulled herself forward, sliding her cunt-hole halfway up his fat cock-shaft, then she slammed back, enveloping all of his prick again. Jake began to move with her, in counterpoint, plunging his cock into her as her firm heart-shaped ass slammed back. As he drew out, Martha twisted her hips sideways, winding her soaking fuckhole around on his cock like a juicy nut on a bolt.
"Fuck – fuck – fuck…" she gasped, repeating the word each time he plowed into her.
"Take it, Martha!" Jake grunted.
Take it, Bonny! he thought, his imagination running wild, his dark fantasies driving him to a frenzy. His ass corkscrewed and jolted as he shoveled his big cock into her pussy, feeding her fiery furnace with the cock fuel she craved. Dipping lower, he slid a long, rippling, underslung stroke up her fuckhole, running the length of his cockshaft across her throbbing clit. Then he hiked up and plowed into her from above, his rock-hard cock slamming downwards. Her ass jerked and bucked against him as he plunged in and out.
Cuntjuice poured from her pussy-slit as his thick cock stuffed her to the brim and her cunt overflowed. Her ass jerked, her hips churned and her big tits swung under her like ripe fruit as Martha matched the pace of her husband's savage assault. He was pounding his prick into her furiously, dragging her back by the hips to meet him as he slammed his meat into the depths of her fuckhole. His smoking-hot cock hissed up her flooded pussy-slit, tilting her ass upwards as it plunged in to the roots. His hips switched sideways and he fed her a stroke from the left, then from the right, then poured it into her with another long, underslung thrust.
Her pliable cuntwalls gripped him, pulling and sucking on his prick as it went in and out, marvelously tight, considering how much cock had been up it through the years. Almost as tight as if she were a virgin, thought Jake, shuddering and grimacing, his eyes half-closed, his mind dancing to the tune of his depraved fantasies – almost as tight as if it were his cherry daughter he was throwing a doggy fuck into! He banged his cock in violently, moaning and panting, shaking her whole lush body with his powerful thrusts.
Now he was glad that he had jerked off previously, and that he was able to prolong this superfuck. He held back and waited for Martha to reach her climax, pretending that it was Bonny whom he was bringing to the peak of sensation.
His hands slid up her flanks and he cupped her swinging tits, squeezing the fat tit-mounds and pulling at the taut nipples. But Martha's tits were bigger than Bonny's. That fat double handful did not jibe with his fantasies and Jake's hands drew back to her ass and hips.
Martha was rising to the heights, gurgling and gasping. This was the best fucking that Jake had thrown into her cunt-hole in ages! She had no idea why, of course. She could not know that his wild energy had been inspired by incestuous thoughts of his young teenaged daughter, but the fucking was so good that it was doubtful if Martha would have given a damn. As long as her pussy got his iron-hard, smoking-hot cockmeat, what did Martha care about what he was thinking?
His bloated balls swung in like the clapper of a meaty bell, whacking into her jolting crotch as his long cockshaft slid over her frenzied clit. He slammed in balls-deep, pulled back out against the clinging suction of her wet fuckhole until only his cockhead was in her cunt, then pounded in to the hilt again. He was fucking her cunt to jelly! Martha's blonde head turned from side to side and jammed against the back of the couch as each savage lunge drove her body forward. She felt as if his long cock was transfixing her, spiking her like a pig on a spit. He plunged in so deep that she half expected to feel his throbbing cockhead come sliding into her mouth, to have his jism spurt from her lips when he came.
Her cuntlips gripped his prick so tightly that when he drew back he was almost pulling her pussy inside out. Then he plunged back in, dragging her swollen cuntlips up her cunt-hole. His open palms spread the firm cheeks of her ass apart, exposing the tight brown bud of her shit chute, causing Jake to wonder if it would be incestuous to fuck his daughter up the ass or in the mouth. Maybe incest only applied to cunt fucking? He wanted very much to believe it.
Martha was at the peak. Her clit detonated and her whole body shook violently.
"Oh! Oh! I'm creaming…" she wailed.
Jake felt her cunt-hole melt around his driving prick like a wax candle around a flaming wick. As her cum juices flooded into her fuck-hole, his cock slid in faster on the slippery lubrication, shooting up her fuck tunnel like a battering ram.
"Come! Come! Fill me with your fuckjuice!" Martha cried, desperate to feel his hot jism squirt into her creaming cunt, knowing her own orgasm would be even better when he pumped his fuckjuice into her. As her cunt rippled and melted, her cuntmuscles sucked voraciously on his prick, as if to drag his jism out by the suction.
"Yeah! Yeah! Here it comes, baby!" he howled.
His balls spurted, and the hot thick stream shot up his prick as he plowed in, fucking into the depths of her cunt-hole. Martha wailed when she felt his cum spurt in, and her pussy melted again. Jake pumped into her, squirting more fuckjuice out each time he buried his cock, and each time Martha felt another steaming load rush into her, she sparked and creamed yet again. His balls seemed endlessly potent. He was pouring so much joyjuice into her that she felt as if she would drown in the stuff.
Grunting, he shot his last load and slumped over her jerking ass, panting heavily. Martha continued to move under him, working off the last sweet spasms of her coming and milking out the last drops of her cum cream on his cock.
Then she slowed too, smiling. She felt his cockmeat begin to shrink and soften inside her. Jake drew back and his prick slipped out of her, sagging. His huge cock drooped down, dripping onto the carpet. Her vacated cunt was gaping wide open and it was flooded with their combined fuckjuices, lathering her whole crotch with frothy, pearly cream. It ran down her thighs, soaking the couch. Martha felt drained, limp and exhausted by her incredible climax. She twisted lazily around to face the kneeling man. His cock was retracting. Martha slurped it into her mouth and sucked all the cum and cuntjuice from his limp prick-meat.
Later, when he was hard again, she wanted to suck him off and drink his jism. Martha loved the taste of cum. She loved the taste of her own cuntjuice, too.
Maybe Bonny had inherited her oral inclinations.