(MMF, MFF, oral, anal, voy, exhib)
by Art Martin
After spending the evening with her husband wantonly fornicating with the neighbors, Shelly is torn with feelings of guilt and shame. From an unexpected source, she finds a way to make peace with her conscious and excuse her behavior.
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The sun was bright and the birds were singing.� Disturbed by the gentle shaking of the bed, Shelly slowly emerged from sleep.� Lying on her stomach, she gradually opened her eyes.� The room looked strange, yet familiar.� A warm, secure feeling enveloped her as Luke was next to her, watching her.� Shelly smiled.� Luke�s eyes cut away towards her firm, lovely rump just as she felt a strong hand slip under her and lift her by the hips. Her mind was in a whirl as Jake stuffed a pillow under her hips, lifting her ass up.� Then she remembered.
Big strong hands gently rubbed her naked buttocks.� �Oh, my god,� she whispered to herself remembering where she was and how she got there.�
She looked to Luke, seeking guidance, seeking protection.� Luke looked back at her and smiled as the big hands spread her legs apart.� She wasn�t high on pot now, nor was she drunk. There was no excuse for what she was doing.� Her gut balled up in a knot as she filled with shame.
�Oh, my god,� she whimpered as she felt Jake�s massive bulk positioning between her spread legs. She tried to rise up, but the big man gently pushed her back down on the bed.�
�Oh, god,� she cried out hopelessly at the feel of his broad spongy cock head nestling into her crotch, seeking her most private place.
Desperately she looked over at her husband, expecting him to do something, anything.� Luke just smiled and gently stroked her face with the back of his hand as Jake roughly shoved his cock into her, once again filling her pussy with his meaty manhood.�
Memories flashed through her brain of the dirty game they played last night, memories of wanton fornication and the unspeakable acts she was a willing party to, memories of the sexual play between her and Toni, memories of Jake and Luke taking turns fucking her and fucking Toni, again and again throughout the night until they all passed out. �My God, doesn�t he ever give it a rest?� she thought to herself as her beefy neighbor began sawing in and out for what seemed to be the umpteenth time.
Luke looked up at Jake and then back to his pretty wife.� Stroking her face he said, �Baby, show him what good fuck ya are.� Squeeze his cock like ya squeeze mine.�� C�mon, squeeze it, squeeze it� now fuck back at him�that�s it�drive his cock in deep and squeeze his dick. Yeah...show him how much ya like to fuck.�
�Oh, fuckin' aye!� groaned Jake as Shelly contracted her vagina around his cock, trapping him momentarily before releasing him.� �God damn girl, ya really know how�da work dat thing.� Just like a pro�Yeah, squeeze it ya fuck�n whore!� Squeeze my cock ya goddamned slutty whore!�
The crude verbal barrage made her feel like a tramp, and as Jake�s vulgar love prattle went on, she felt more and more like the slut whore he said she was.� Her husband made her feel even more of a tramp as he urged her to, �Fuck him, Baby, fuck him.��
Jake grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and pulled her head up off the bed.� With each thrust, Jake�s wide cock pushed against her g-spot.� With each rough thrust her lust grew, her universe shrinking until there was only her pussy and the wonderful cock filling it.�
Luke watched with delight as his wife�s lovely buttocks quaked with the repetitive impact of Jake�s groin.� �Yeah, baby, that�s it,� urged Luke.� �Let yourself go�let yourself go.�
Surrendering to the carnal passion, she became that slut whore, hissing through her teeth, �Fuck me you bastard!� Fuck my pussy!� Fuck me hard, harder, harder!� C�mon you bastard mother fucker! Fuck me with your dick!� Fuck me, fuck meeeee!� Fill my whore cunt with your hard prick!� Make� me� cummmmmm!�
Her pelvis jerked and revolved, pumping uncontrollably as an overwhelming pleasure filled her.
�Yes! Yes! Yessssssssss!� she hissed as Jake continued to ram her with more force with each thrust.� Shuddering violently, unable to speak, she grunted incoherently as her pussy convulsed in a mind-bending climax that twisted her cunt into an orgasmic pretzel.�
�Jesus, fuck!� cried Jake as her pussy attempted to crush his cock.� He allowed her to expel his cock from her pussy, then shoving hard, he forced his dick back into her contorted cock socket.� �Uhn!� Uhn!� Uhn!� he grunted with each forceful trust into her knotted vagina. � "Son-of-a-bitch, mother-fuck, she cums hard!"
Shelly began rotating her hips at 78 RPM, nearly twisting his dick off.� �Goddamn, Luke!� Man, what a fuck! Ughhh! Fill'er up!" �
Jake's body jerked as each rope of his ejaculate was pumped into his pretty neighbor's convulsing snatch.� Pulling his cum coated cock from her wildly pulsating puss, Jake finished off by hosing down her buttocks with a copious portion of creamy love juice.� His wife's pussy temporaily vacated, Luke commenced to climb on board, pausing to rub Jake's fresh discharge into and between her butt cheeks.�
�Wait a minute, Luke, I�ve got an idea,� said Jake with a mischievous grin.
Aftershocks washed over her as her mind drifted aimlessly in some ethereal place.� As her leaking pussy throbbed and twitched a new pleasure began to fill her universe.� She thrust her hips upward to drive the probing finger deeper into her ass.
�See, she likes it� Twist your finger around inside her,� instructed Jake.� �Now, give her a slow in and out�Curl your finger and work over the ring of her ass� That�s it, Luke, twist it all around� You�re really going to like this, buddy� Now grease your pecker up good.�
Luke took the tube of KY from Jake and applied a liberal coating to his dick.� Jake meanwhile rubbed a glob around and into her asshole, taking a moment to finger her, first with one, then two fingers, making sure was loosened up enough for her first ass fucking.
Shelly moaned in approval as the thick digits slid in and out of her rectal passage, gyrating and alternately grinding her pelvis into the thick pillow and lifting her hips.� The fingers withdrew, being replaced by the much broader head of Luke�s penis pushing against her anus.� Reaching back with both hands, Shelly spread her ass cheeks apart.�
�That�s right, ya fuck�n slut-whore, spread�em out,� hissed Jake into her ear.� �Show us what ya want.� Wiggle your butt if ya want a hard dick up your ass�Yeah, ya want it�Don�t cha whore?� Now push, slut, push like you�re taking a shit.�
Shelly pushed and Luke�s cock head popped inside her.� �Ohhhhhhh!� she groaned as her ass began to burn in response to the stretching of her sphincter.�
�Easy, easy, hold it a minute so she can get used to it,� advised Jake.� Turning back to Shelly he whispered, �When you�re ready, slut, push back. Push his cock up yer fuckin' ass.�
Panting, Shelly remained motionless until the burning subsided.� She rotated her hips backwards, driving Luke�s cock deeper into her ass.�
�Now fuck her!� ordered Jake with glee.
Shelly cried out, �Ahhhhhhhhhh!� as Luke pushed deep into her virgin ass.� �Wait, wait, wait,� she breathlessly pleaded as the burning sensation returned with a vengeance.�
Luke paused, relishing the feel of his cock buried deep in the tight, warm reaches of his wife�s rectum for the first time.� She had always refused him this pleasure, claiming it was dirty, unnatural and immoral.� He grinned up at his neighbor as he realized that nevermore would she refuse him.� Her ass was now his to take at his will and for his amusement.
Soon the searing burn mellowed out into a hot radiance that cooled further into a warm glow.� It was incredible, this feeling of her ass being filled with a cock for the first time.� She squeezed down on her husband�s cock like she squeezed him with her pussy.� Releasing her grip, she felt Luke�s cock withdraw and then push back in.
�Yesssss!� Yessssss!� Yesssss!� Oh, Baby, that feels sooooo goooood!� she blissfully groaned with salacious pleasure.
After a dozen or so full strokes, his cock slid into her easily as her sphincter relaxed.� Soon, Luke fucked into her harder and harder, her cries of pleasure urging him on. �Yeah baby!� Fuck my ass!� Fuck me hard, baby.� Harder!� Oh, goddamn, that feels good!��
Shelly always had a nice tight cunt, but her ass so much tighter that after only five minutes of thrusting, his cock signaled his balls to boil.� He felt his cum gathering in his groin, ready to surge up his shaft and spurt into her.� Just before he reached the point of no return, Luke withdrew his dick from her ass, and squeezed his prick just below the head, warding off the impending ejaculation.� He wanted this first ass fucking of his wife to last longer.� She too wanted it to last longer and she earnestly protested, "No, don't stop, don't stop."�
"What the fuck?" he exclaimed as Jake grabbed his dick, wrapping a Velcro cock ring securely around the base of his pecker.
"There, now when ya shoot off ya won't go soft after ya unload.� Ya can keep fucking her!"
"You're kidding me?"
"No, have at her!� Now ya can fuck the hell out of her."
Luke put his cock to his wife's anus again and pushed back in.� Shelly's lascivious pleas for him to, "Keep fucking me, baby.� Please don't stop, it feels so fucking gooood," stopped and changed to declarations of "Oh, yes baby! Fuck my ass!� Yesss, baby, fuck my ass!"
After a several minutes of stroking her butt, Luke felt his orgasm building once again.� He let it build, paused for a few moments, let it build, and paused again for a few moments, keeping himself on the very edge.� For several more minutes he held off as long as possible, his face twisted in a grimace of agony.� His vision blurred as the first shot of thick semen surged through his cock and spewed into her rectum.
"Ahhhhhh!� Ahhhh!� Ahhhhh!� Ahhhh!" he cried in sweet agony as he was consumed by an intense orgasm.� Luke kept pounding away, thrusting wildly as his cock rhythmically spurted until he was spent.� The sensations on his oversensitive cock head caused him to involuntarily twitch as he kept thrusting into her. Soon he was gliding in and out with greater ease than ever as his cum added lubricant to her passageway.�
"Still hard?" asked Jake with a grin.�
"Yeah!� This is amazing!... Goddamn, this is great!" said Luke enthusiastically.
"You'll stay hard until ya take the cock ring off.� But don't over do it.� Take it off after thirty, forty minutes or you'll damage yer dick."
"What?"
"Take the cock ring off after thirty minutes or yer dick will die and rot off!"
"Oh, bullshit!"
"No!� It'll die!� No shit, man.� So don't over do it!"
Luke kept pumping, but was now concerned with time.� "How long have I had it on?"
"Fifteen minutes or so.� Relax, it's okay, enjoy yourself...� Tell ya what, get on bottom and let her sit on it."�
While Luke rearraged his wife, Jake glanced at the clock; it was getting late.� Crawling up to the head of the bed, Jake grabbed Shelly by the hair as he scooted into position for her to on suck his cock.� "Suck it, ya slut bitch!� Suck it 'til I'm hard enough to fuck yer nasty ass!� That's a good cock sucking slut...yeah...Ya really do suck cock good...C'mon, suck it ya ass fucking bitch!"
Shelly eagerly gobbled the thick cock that had given so much pleasure while pounding her ass down on her husband's cock.� Soon the swelling man-organ filled her mouth. �Once it was fully engorged, Jake pulled it from her mouth.
"Better give it a rest, Luke. Ya don't want your friggin' pecker to fall off."
"It hasn't been forty five minutes. Has it?"
"No, but I want a piece of her ass too."
Luke popped his dick from her ass and released the cock strap allowing for the return of normal blood flow in his penis.� Jake pushed Shelly off to the side, grabbed her by the legs and roughly rolled her onto her back.� He placed the cum-stained pillow under her hips again.� Jake pushed her legs forward, rotating her ass upwards.
"Luke, hold her goddamned legs, will ya?"
Luke clasped her outstretched legs over her head and watched as Jake maneuvered into position.� Shelly's eyes alternated between the hairy man between her legs and her husband holding her legs up for that man.�
Lustfully grinning down at her, greasing up his cock with KY, Jake spit through his teeth, "Watch my pecker, bitch!"� With a sense of eagerness, Shelly watched as he placed his fat cockhead to her defenseless anus.
A surge of adrenaline shot through her as Shelly felt the broad head of her neighbor's cock pressing against her.� Legs trembling, she gasped as she felt her anus open as he pressed harder, then watched in amazement as his fat cock slid into her gut like a knife sliding into butter, and in doing so, stretching her out even more than before.
"Son of bitch! � You've got one tight asshole, sweetheart!" Jake growled as he bottomed out deep in her rectum.� Immediately he began fucking her, not giving her anytime at all to adjust to his thicker cock.� With each trust she grunted as he repeatedly drove into her.�
Luke looked down lustfully at his wife's crotch, her asshole stretched obscenely around Jake's cock as she was fucked, her engorged cum-dripping pussy lips pulsing open with each stroke into her butt, his own cock was growing stiff again as he watched the lewd act.�
Once again Jake hurled vindictives at her while he sodomized her, and once again she allowed herself to be the dirty slut whore that he said she was, cursing back at him, urging him to "Fuck my ass you bastard!� Fuck it hard!"�
With her husband holding her legs for him while he debased her, Jake had both hands free.� Reaching out he grabbed a nipple, still red and sore from last night's games, twisting and pulling on the raw teat.� With his other hand, he put his thumb to her clitoris and rubbed it furiously.
Her orgasm came on so fast and so hard that it took her completely by surprise, exploding on her, sending her falling headlong into an abyss of sexual pleasure as she wallowed in her complete debauchment.�
Luke's wife's coloration became decidedly ruddy.� Closing her eyes tightly, her abdomen undulating, he held on tight as she struggled against his grip.
Jake cried out, "Aw fuck!" as he joined her climax, shooting his seed into her gut until he collapsed on top of her.
Luke was still holding his wife's legs over her head.� He muttered, "Damn!" as the full impact of what had just happened struck him.� "What a slut," he said as he dropped her legs, allowing them to flop down ungracefully.
After a short recovery, Jake bounded up off Shelly and hurried into the bath for a quick shower.� A few minutes later, he emerged drying himself off with a towel.� Shelly and Luke were still in bed lounging about idly, her pussy and rectum still tingling from all the recent activity.� Jake rummaged through a drawer and pulled out a pair of boxer shorts.� Slipping the boxers on, he went to the closet and began to dress in nice pants and a starched white shirt.� As he began to put on a necktie, Luke asked, "Where the hell are you going?"
"Church!� Fuck!� I'm gonna be late!"
"Where's Toni?" asked Shelly as she realized she hadn't seen her this morning.
"Church!� She left hours ago.� Sings in the choir.� Teaches Sunday School too."
�Incredulously Shelly asked, "You're kidding?"
"Fuck no!� I'm not kidding!� And if I'm not there to hear her sing, she'll cut my balls off!� Ya wanna go with me?� She has the sweetest voice."
Shelly looked at the clock, it was just past 10:30 AM. "Oh, hell!� Luke, c'mon.� We gotta get to church too!� I promised Daddy that we'd be there today."
"Aw, fuck!� Do we have to?"
"Yes!� Now get up you big oaf!"
"Ya both had better get showered," said Jake.� "Ya both smell good to me, but the church ladies... well, ya both smell of pussy and ass!� "
Crusted with dried cum Shelly muttered, "I'm not surprised."�� Standing, fresh cum oozed from her pussy and dripped from her now sore ass.� "C'mon Luke, we gotta go!"
Just before he rushed from the room Jake said, "Hey, that was fun.� We'll have to do it again.� Soon! Look, I'll see ya two later.� We've gotta go to my dad's after church.� Probably won't get home 'til five or six."� Without waiting for reply, Jake rushed off.
Shelly put on her face and did her hair as they rushed to her father's country church where he was the pastor.� A quick shower had removed most of the evidence of her recent activities, but there was no time to wash her hair.
*****
"Ya have fun?" asked Luke as he sped towards their church.�
Shelly remained silent and brushed her hair, realizing that to admit that she had fun would be to admit she was a slut.�
"Well?� Did ya have fun?... Yeah, ya had fun.� So did I!� Damn, I never thought I enjoy watching ya screw another fella, but that was most incredible fun I've ever had...watching ya get fucked.� Ya enjoyed it too.� Didn't ya?"
Shelly blushed as she acknowledged to herself that she did indeed enjoy it.� Problem was, it was just so taboo to do what they did.� She then remembered what her father had said many, many times, "It doesn't matter what other people do, what matters is what you do," and what she had done was shameful, so shameful that she knew that no matter what she did or how contrite she was, she was bound to a fiery hell of damnation.
"Yeah, watching ya fuck Jake was a real turn on.� I enjoyed that as much as having ya watch me fucking his wife. �I liked the way ya sucked ole Jake's cock while I fucked Toni.� And this morning, that was incredible!� Ya really got into ass fucking!"
"Luke!� Please, that was all a mistake.� I..."
"Mistake hell!� Ya loved every frigging minute of it!� Didn't ya?"�
Shelly cringed in silence as her husband related the high points of morning and evening.� Especially when he related how she licked everyone's asshole, ate pussy, sucked cock and wantonly fornicated with the neighbors.� Even as she thought of all the vile, perverted and nasty things she did, her pussy tingled with desire.
"Hell, be honest with yerself!� Ya loved every minute of playing the slut.� Bet ya can't hardly wait for the next time.� Damn!� I sure loved every minute of it!�
"By damn, we'll be doing it again, Shelly!� Count on it! Tonight, maybe."
"Luke, it's Sunday, the Lord's day!"
"Yeah, and ya got your ass packed for the first time just this morning!� Twice!� Hell, there's no prohibition against screwing on a Sunday."
"Luke!"
"Well, here we are," he said as he pulled into the gravel lot of the small church.� "Ready to be told you're gonna burn in hell?"
The congregation was just finishing singing the Doxology as they opened the door.� Behind the pulpit, her father watched as they took a seat in the back pew.� Her ass throbbed and burned as she sat on the hard bench as the Reverend Mattox launched into his sermon, warning the congregation against sins of the flesh and the punishment on Judgment Day that awaited those who failed to take heed.� As her father railed, he stared straight at Luke and Shelly.� Certain that her father could see right into her blackened soul, her gut tightened into a knot.�
The last half of his sermon had to do with duty.� It was the husband's duty to provide for his family and provide for the church.� It was the wife's duty to raise her children in the way of righteousness and it was her duty to unquestioningly obey her husband and to do as he wished.
She had heard this many, many times in the past, both before and after she was married to Luke.� She knew that this duty to obey her husband applied to all things, sex included, and she knew that in fulfilling her duty, that there was no sin on her part.� If what her husband required of her was sinful, then the responsibility for that sin rested on his soul and not on hers. It really never made a whole lot of sense to her, but it now provided absolution to her for her activities of the past few days.� After all, she only did what Luke wanted her to do it, and it was her duty to obey him.
Finding comfort in her father's words, a serene sense of well being descended upon her.� She took Luke's hand and squeezed it tight, as a bright smile spread across her sultry lips.
Out on the lawn after the service, the ladies spread out the potluck Sunday Dinner that was a tradition of their church.� In good weather, they had it outdoors under the splendid sky of God's creation.� In bad weather, they had down in the church basement.� This tradition provided an opportunity for fellowship with other members of the church.�
"Did you hear what Daddy said?" she asked with a radiant smile.
"Not really, it was pretty much the same thing he always says."
"You didn't listen?"
"Noooo."
"He talked about a wife's duty to obey her husband, to do whatever he wished."
"Really?"
"Yes, and that it is no sin if the wife does what her husband wants her to do."� She left out the part that the sin would fall upon the husband, not that it would have mattered to Luke.
"Really?"
"Yes, really," she said giggling.�
Luke looked over her shoulder and saw the Reverend heading towards them.� Luke burst out laughing as he realized the old man had given her a way to excuse their behavior.
"Luke, my boy!� Shelly!" called out the beaming Reverend. "I was afraid that you two weren't coming today, what with all the mess of moving into a new house and all. You must have slept late."
"Everything is under control, sir," replied Luke respectfully as the old man hugged his daughter.
"I'm going to miss not having you close by, but at least you're not too far away."
"I'm not going to miss that old trailer," Shelly said emphatically.� "I love our house."
"Great neighbors too," added Luke. "But the place is going to take a lot of work and lot of money to get it nice."
"Don't worry, Son," said the Reverend, "the Lord will provide. Watch, you'll see.� The Lord will provide."
He turned to his daughter and his face turned into a stern frown as he picked at some crusty material still in her hair.� "You have some, uh, some...food, in your hair."� Flustered, he growled in low voice, "For heaven sakes girl, go inside and brush it out!"� He abruptly turned away and struck up a conversation with one of his Deacons.
"What's in my hair?" she whispered to Luke.
"Looks like dried cum," he whispered with a chuckle.
"Oh, my god!"� Shelly turned and rushed back into the church seeking out the women's lavatory to clean up.
Jake stood about until a few old friends came by to chat about hunting.� Seeing his old running buddies was definitely the best part of going to church.� The next best thing was all the great food spread out.� Shelly wasn't a bad cook, and he certainly never complained, but the variety of main dishes, side dishes, freshly baked breads, and homemade deserts at the Sunday potluck dinner couldn't be beat.� He was helping himself to Mrs. Jamerson's famously delicious meatloaf when Shelly rejoined him.
"You see any more?"
"Any more what?"
"You know," she said as she hit him on the shoulder.
"Oh, food?"� He studied her hair for a moment.� "Let's see, hmmmmmmmm, no, I don't see any food, but there's a big clot of..."
"Luke!" � Luke laughed at her discomfort.� "You are so wicked!" she hissed so that no one would overhear her.� Then realizing he was teasing her, she too broke out with the giggles.
With plates filled to overflowing, they sat at a table with group of their old friends, friends they had known for years.� While Shelly chatted it up with her girlfriends, Luke talked with his buddies, about jobs, about the past, and about plans for the future.
They all knew about Luke and Shelly.� Everyone in the church knew about them.� How on a Sunday, much like today, they all said that they going for a walk.� That once out of sight of the church and their parents, how they passed around a bottle of Old Crow, filched from Tommy Joe's dad, and how one by one, couples disappeared into the surrounding woods.� How Luke had taken Shelly virginity that afternoon and planted his baby inside her.� Everyone also knew that three weeks after Shelly's father married them, how she miscarried and lost the baby.� They were married then, living with her father and her mother, until Luke graduated from high school and got a job with the railroad.� They all knew of the struggles, the dilapidated trailer and they all knew of the house they had just bought.�
Luke, accustomed to life with no secrets, smiled as he realized that they now had a secret and that their friends didn't know everything about them.� Luke looked over at his pretty young wife, imagining her spread out naked on the picnic table, under the church's grove of red oaks, groveling beneath his friends as one by one, they all took turns with her, all under the scandalized eyes of the church's congregation.� 'That'd give'em something to talk about,' he thought with a grin.
"Hey, Luke!"� Bobby Ray shook him, bringing him out of his reverie.� "Where'd you go man?"
"Oh, nowhere... I was just thinking of something."
"You gotta forget about Lynnette, Luke...you're married."
"I wasn't thinking of Lynnette."
"Yeah, sure, whatever.� It's okay by me if you were, but you're just torturing yourself."� Bobby Ray knew all about Luke's infatuation with his little sister, a little sister who wasn't so little anymore.� "Like I said, do you want to come over later?"
Luke thought a moment before replying, "Uh, no thanks.� We've got a lot to do around the house."
The food table had been cleared and the parking lot was growing empty.� Luke called to his wife, "Shelly, it's time to go.� We need to go by and see my old man."
"Okay, hon," she sang, "I'll be right with you."
Luke cleared his mess from the table and collected Shelly's trash also.� Walking over to the trash barrel, he ran into the Reverend once again.
"Rev. Mattox, we're heading over to see my dad."
"That's good, my boy.� I stopped in to see him last week.� He seems to be recovering nicely.� Hopefully he'll feel up to coming to church again soon."� The older gentleman paused a moment and said, "Luke, what a man and his wife do is nobody's business but their own, but you need to be a little more discrete."
"What do you mean?"
"You know exactly what I mean," he said with a knowing smile.�
"Oh, okay," replied Luke playing the dunce.
At the old Blalock farm, Luke and Shelly found Luke's father doing well.� Over the past four weeks he had adapted fairly well and he was getting around the house with no problem on his crutches.�
"Inside of two weeks I'll be rid of this goddamned cast, oh sorry, Shelly, I meant to say 'gall darned cast'.� Gettin' tired of being stuck in the damned, I mean, darned house all fu..., uh, all day, every day.� Damned thing itches like hell!� Oh, sorry Shelly."
Shelly laughed, putting her arm around Luke's dad.� "That's okay, Pops, say what you mean, mean what you say.� It ain't nuthing I ain't heard Luke say.� He's got a foul mouth just like you."
"I know that for sure, darling.� I personally taught him every damned curse word I knowed."
"Dad says you'll be able to go to church again soon."
"Now look, I like your daddy as a man and a friend.� I don't like his preaching."
"Lots of widows at the potluck dinner," added Luke.
"I know.� But what the hell, the damned hussies are always coming by anyway, bringing me sumethin' to eat."
"What's wrong with that?" asked Luke.
"Nothing, except not a one of them has the courtesy to telephone before dropping by.� What if I was entertaining one of them?"
"You entertain?" asked his comely daughter-in-law.
"Every damned chance I git!" he said with a laugh.
They spent the better part of the afternoon with his dad, listening to his ribald tales of mating pigs, causing Shelly to blush red with embarrassment, time and again, to the delight of the old man.
"Ya sure are pretty when ya fluster like that.� Tell me Luke, does she get like that when you two..."
"Pops!� Quit!" she protested.�
"Didn't mean nothing by it.� Hell, we're all adults.� We all know what's important in life...� When ya two gonna start breeding pups?"
"Breeding pups?"
"I'm trying to be polite, Luke.� Yes, when are you two gonna start make'n babies again?� When are ya gonna give me a grandbaby?"
"I don't know, Pops," answered the son, "I guess when we're financially more secure."
"Hell, ya don't need to be secure to have babies!"
"Maybe not, but we discussed it and we decided that the time wasn't ripe."
"Time's not ripe?� All ya need is for her to be ripe and she looks damned ripe to me."
Shelly was sparred further embarrassment at the hands of her father-in-law by a knocking on the screened door and a lilting voice calling, "Yoo-hoo!� J.D.?� J.D. Blalock?"
"It's the Widow Tinsley!" said Luke's father with a gleam in is eye.� "Luke, go git the door."
"Well, hello, Luke!" said the woman, "I thought that was your truck."
"Hi, Mrs. Tinsley, c'mon in."�
Luke grinned knowingly as Margaret Tinsley came through the door.� She had changed from the high-collared, long flowing, flowery dress she'd worn to church and had changed into short-shorts, high heels and a low cut blouse that displayed ample bosom.� She was a striking woman, five foot eight, flaming red hair, and she sported some of the best looking legs in the county.� At forty-one, she was only a year older than Luke's dad and she had been a regular visitor ever since her husband had been killed in a logging accident just before Luke had knocked up the preacher's daughter.
"Here, let me help ya with that," offered Luke, taking the Igloo chest full of hot food from her.�
Taking the dinner into the kitchen, Luke thought back to when he'd been forced into marrying Shelly.� His father, in preparing him for life after the impending shotgun ceremony, had painted a very vivid picture of Margaret Tinsley while he was instructing Luke on the finer points of pleasuring a woman.� At the time, Luke's sexual experience was limited to a single act of coitus, taking all of maybe two minutes.� He remembered how he was shocked that his father would act in such a way with a lady, but he was even more shocked at the way the lady acted with him.� Luke shook his head chuckling and mumbled in amusement, "Who'd be shocked now?"
Returning to the parlor, Luke observed Margaret sitting very close to his father, chatting amicably with Shelly.� J.D. cut his son a look; Luke read it and knew it was time for them to go.� "C'mon Shelly, we gotta go."
"Leaving already?" asked his father with feigned sincerity.
"Yeah, Pops.� We still have a lot to do getting' settled in."
"Why don't you stay a little longer?" asked Margaret.� "Join us for supper.� I brought plenty for everybody."
"Thanks, Mrs. Tinsely, but I'm still plumb full from the church dinner.� Besides, we promised to drop by and have coffee and desert with Shelly's folks."� A look of alarm crept onto Margaret's smiling face when Luke added, "I'll be sure and tell them we saw ya."
"Luke!" said his father sternly, not at all pleased with Luke's playful threat.
Luke laughed, "Don't worry, I'll just say we saw ya, not where we saw ya."
"You can tell him anything you want, Luke," she replied icily.
"Naw, I wouldn't do that.� You're just here to aid and comfort my suffering old man.� Besides, it's none of his business," said Luke with a grin. "The Reverend might misconstrue your kindly act of charity."�
A wry smile spread across her face as she declared, "You're a wicked boy, Luke Blalock.� Very wicked."� Then turning to Shelly she said, "You're a very lucky girl to have a such a handsome and wicked husband."
Shelly grinned back, "Yes, very lucky."
As they pulled back onto the road, Luke asked, "With that cast on his leg, how do ya suppose Pops screws her?"
Shelly playfully jabbed him in the ribs.� "Luke!"
"Seriously... Hey, I got it... she screws him!"
"Luke!� She's right, you are a wicked boy."
"No, just an honest child of God."
"Yeah, right.� The Devil's child, maybe."�
"My father is not the Devil!"
"No, but he certainly is a devil!� Did you see the way he was staring at my boobs when he was taking about his piglets suckling his sow hog?"�
"Pops has a thing about big breasted women like you and the Widow Tinsley.� I remember that just before we got married he said, "Luke, with a big titted girl like Shelly, remember, those big tits were made to be sucked.� Suck'em often, Son, and don't let a day go by without fucking her.� Cause if ya don't, she just might find someone who will."
"Did he really talk about me like that?"
"All the time.� When it's just me and him, alone, hardly a minute goes by without him mentioning the size of your tits.� If he isn't talking about your tits or some other woman's tits, he's talking about fucking and what fine breeder you'll make."
"Why's he so eager to see me pregnant?"
"Says there's nothing more beautiful than pregnant lady.� Ya ought'a hear him talk about Mama.� Said her tits swelled up to size of watermelons!� He said, "Luke, there's no tastier snack than a mother's milk, fresh sucked or fresh squeezed from her full tits.� You gotta knock'er up to get the milk flowing, then you gotta keep her knocked up to keep it flowing.""
"My God, he's bad!"
Changing the subject Shelly then asked, "Are we really going back to see Mama and Daddy?"
"Naw, once a week is enough!� More than enough!"
"Well, we really didn't get to talk to Mama."
"Yeah, that was best part of Church!"
"Luke, don't be so mean."
"She hates me.� Ya know that, and she makes no secret of it.� Hell, if she wanted to talk to us, either of us, all she had to was walk up and start talking.� Thank the Lord she didn't!"
There was a protracted silence between them for several minutes.� Luke pulled up to the main road and was about to turn right to head back to town.� Suddenly he had an idea.� "What'cha say we drop by on Bobby Ray and Lynnette?� Maybe we'll ride the four-wheelers."
"Sure!� Lynnette and I didn't have enough time to get caught up with each other."�
Luke turned to the left and drove through the tree-lined lanes of the familiar countryside to his best friend's house.� Besides having an opportunity to have a little fun with his friend, it also gave Luke a chance to check out Bobby Ray's little sister, Lynnette.� Luke just couldn't get over how much she'd changed over the past two years, from a comely, flat-chested tomboy, into a knock-your-socks-off buxom babe.� Luke had always liked her, and he knew that if it hadn't been for that single moment of youthful indiscretion, he'd probably be dating Lynnette now.
Luke and Shelly knocked on the front door.� There was no answer, so Luke knocked again.� A moment passed and the door opened.
"Luke!� Shelly!"
"Hi'ya Mr. Williams!" beamed Luke offering his outstretched hand.� "Is Bobby Ray or Lynnette home?"
"You just missed them!� Not more'n five minutes ago, they went four-wheeling!� Hell, there's no telling where'n they went.� My guess, they won't be back fer an hour or more.� Wanna come in a wait?"
"Uh, no thanks, Mr. Williams.� We need to get back home and do some more unpacking.� Just tell'em that we stopped by."
"Bobby Ray's gonna be disappointed that he missed you, Luke.� Seems like Lynnette is now his best friend.� Like I told him, Luke's married, he's got responsibilities now."
"Well, thanks Mr. Williams, good seeing ya."
"Good seeing the both of you too, Luke."
Luke and Shelly piled back into his old Ford pickup and headed back to town. At the edge of town, Luke knew that he had a problem.� After stopping for a soda, the old truck wouldn't shift into third gear.� They limped home in second, not making more than twenty-miles-per-hour, Luke careful not to over rev the engine and throw a connecting rod.� "Goddammnit, Shelly!� I gotta put in another goddamned transmission!� Motherfuck!"
"You can fix it."
"Yeah, but we don't have three hundred goddamned bucks for parts!"
"It'll be that much?"
"Yeah!� Pops was right the last time it went out.� I need to replace the whole damned thing!"� Reflecting on his plight, Luke found a silver lining.� "Ya know, if we were still liv'n in that damned trailer, I'd really be in fix, what with Pop's broken leg and all. At least we now live in town.� I can walk to work tomorrow."
"I'm sorry, Honey."
"The truck's no big deal, but buying the house cost more than we had planned on.� With all those extra, last minute, closing costs, it really ate into our savings.� I'll fix it, but we really needed that money to fix the fucking roof."
Feeling down and a bit sorry for himself, Luke pulled into the narrow driveway of their new-old house.� They saw their other neighbors sitting on the front porch and waved.� The neighbors didn't return the greeting, but just stared as the old truck limped up the shared, narrow drive.
"Well, fuck ya too, Jack!" cursed Luke at the boorish neighbors.� "Friendly bastards!"
"Give'em a chance to get to know us," counseled Shelly.
"Why bother!� I now know everything I need to know about'em."
On a sour note, Luke and Shelly entered the kitchen.� Luke went straight to the refrigerator and retrieved an Old Milwaukee.� "Ya wanna beer?"
"Sure, Babe," she answered.
"This damned thing about ready to crap out too," he said of the rusted appliance that had been placed in service a full eight years before he was born.
"Don't say things like that," chided his wife, "it's bad luck."
"Well, guess if it's made it this long, maybe it'll make it another year or two," he said repentantly as he closed the door.
They had just sat down at the kitchen table and taken their first sip of cold brew when Toni opened the backdoor and walked in unannounced.� "Hi, guys!� Glad ya'll finally made it home.� Jake's still over at his dad's, talking about the business."
"What business?"
"Stringer and Sons."
"The furniture store?"
"Yeah.� Jake's daddy owns it.� Jake and his brother, Jack, are the 'Sons'"
Puzzled, Luke said, "I thought Jake was a delivery man."
"Well...yeah, he delivers furniture.� Daddy turned the business part over to Jack to run after he finished college.� Jake's in charge of the inventory and Daddy deals with the customers.� But Jack messed something up and Daddy's furious.� Now they have to straighten out the books.� I just talked to Jake.� He won't be home for hours."
It surprised Shelly, but she felt disappointed at hearing the news, for though she hadn't verbalized it, she was hoping that Luke would let Jake take her again tonight.� Then she had a sickening thought... she understood and was comfortable with being a dutiful wife and obeying her husband; to do so was without sin, but was it a sin for her to desire what her husband wanted of her?�
Then she remembered a conversation she had with her dad recently.� She had asked him if it was a sin to desire something you didn't have.� He questioned her for a few minutes, and she remembered how he laughed when she told him that she was thankful for the trailer, but what she desired most of all was a house. The Reverend thought a moment and replied, "If you desire something that is sinful, then the desire itself is sinful; but if what you desire is not sinful, then the desire is also without sin."�� She reasoned that since it was no sin if she obeyed her husband and fucked Jake, then her desire to obey her husband and fornicate with Jake was also without sin.� A broad smile spread across her pretty face and a sense of serene grace enveloped her.�
Toni asked, "Hey, ya'll wanna get naked and go in the hot tub?" as if it was the most natural thing to do.
"Yeah!" said Luke, eager to see his petite neighbor in the buff again.� "That sounds great!� How about it, Shelly?"
"Well, if you want to, I..."
"Let's go!"
Shelly jumped up and was second out the back door, just behind Toni.� Luke followed behind, whooping it up and creating quite a racket. They cut through the little back gate that connected the two backyards.� The gate had rusted up so much during long years of disuse that after it had been forced partially open, it froze and wouldn't close.� Luke made a mental note to just remove the gate as he squeezed through, getting his new jeans hung up and then ripped in the process.
By the time he freed himself from the clutches of the worthless gate, the girls were almost nude.� Toni had kicked off her flip-flops and had shinnied out of her tight shorts.� She now wore only thong panties and a cropped t-shirt.� Shelly had carefully removed her sandals and was stepping out of her Sunday dress.� As Shelly folded her dress neatly, Toni pulled her top off over her head exposing her pert bare breasts.
Luke sucked in his breath and gawked, his cock growing hard instantaneously as he focused on the nipple rings that Toni was now wearing.� He didn't remember seeing them before, not this morning, not last night, nor the night before that.� He struggled with the fly button and then struggled to disentangle his rock hard cock from his boxer shorts.
Toni walked up behind Shelly and pulled Shelly's cotton panties down.� By the time Luke had freed his cock and his legs from the tight jeans, Toni was unhooking Shelly's bra.� Luke looked up in time to see his wife's large boobs spring free of the confines of her white lacy brassiere.
Shelly stood stonily silent, closing her eyes tightly as Toni hands cupped and fondled her breasts.� 'Is this sinful?' she silently asked herself.� 'No', she thought, 'not if it's what my husband wants.'� She opened her eyes and moaned in approval as Luke's lips gently mouthed her nipple while Toni feed it to him.� Relaxing, Shelly reached behind her and gripped Toni's hips, pulling the smaller woman closer to her as she rubbed her back into Toni's firm little breasts.
Out under the open sky, hands roamed freely, the three lovers embracing for several minutes with Shelly sandwiched between the other two.� Toni broke it off, going straight away to unbuttoning Luke's shirt.� Toni kissed down his chest as the skin became available to her, pausing to lip-tease each of his man-nipples.� Shelly returned Toni's earlier favors, stroking her bare back and buttocks before pulling Toni's thong panties down to her ankles.� Shelly kissed her way up Toni's thigh and across her firm buttocks, before embracing her from behind, rubbing her generous melons into Toni's muscular back.
Toni gently stroked Luke's hard cock, finding to her delight that he was already oozing copious quantities of pre-seminal lubricant.� As the last button of his shirt was dispatched, Toni sank to her knees, stopping to tongue and kiss his navel before kissing down his lower stomach to the prize awaiting her.
Nestling her boobs around Toni's head, Shelly sank down with the cock-loving woman until Toni was kissing and licking Luke's alert pecker.� Shelly stood, looked into Luke's smiling face and kissed him with a deep passionate kiss.� Husband and wife embraced each other as the neighbor woman licked and sucked the pre-cum from the head of his drooling prick.
Shelly gasped, wide eyed when Toni leaned back and snuggled her face into her crotch, her tongue flickering across her vulva.� Instinctively, Shelly spread her legs apart to allow freer access to her pussy and was rewarded with several nibbles and kisses to her puffy flesh.
For the next several minutes, Toni teased Luke and Shelly, licking, kissing, and nibbling at their sex, alternating between pussy and dick while man and wife kissed. All too soon for the Blalocks, Toni extracted herself from between them.�
Laughing, Toni took Shelly's hand, leading her to the swirling hot water of the spa.� Hand in hand, they entered the soothing water, sinking down until they were neck deep.� Luke took a moment to scrutinize the surroundings, to see if anyone could see them.� Satisfied that the high hedge surrounding the property protected them from prying eyes, Luke stepped into the water.� Sitting opposite of the two women, Luke lustfully watched as the two women kissed and fondled each other under the water.
*****
Julia Jenkins was up in her attic, ostentatiously looking through a cedar chest.� The chest was indeed open, and a few things were neatly pulled out, but she was actually looking out the attic window.� Standing to the side of the window at an acute angle, she could just barely see what was happening two doors down in the Stringers' backyard.�
"What a couple of filthy, lesbian harlots," she hissed.�
A noise downstairs momentarily distracted her and she busily pretended to be rummaging through the cedar chest.� She listened intensely, hearing her three children, arguing over something.� Confident that she was safe from discovery, she returned to the window.
*****
Toni guided Shelly up onto the padded hot tub deck, lying her down on her back.� Toni began kissing her left breast, laying on kisses across the expanse of firm mammary flesh.� Luke slid up on the other side and joined Toni, working over his wife's right tit.�
Shelly had always enjoyed Luke's oral caress of her sensitive nipples, often bringing her to climax with just foreplay.� Now as both tits received a workout, she drifted away on a sea of sensual pleasure.� One thing she had noticed last night and now confirmed, was the subtle and sometimes profound differences in the way Luke lovingly sucked her tits and the way Toni tenderly suckled her, not to mention the rough handling that Jake gave her until she screamed in sweet anguish.�
Shelly's hips writhed in obvious need as her body was wracked with sizzling sensations, the buildup of sexual energy rising ever higher in her body, overwhelming her senses with its carnal sensuality and flickering electric shocks.� A vision swept through her fevered brain of her leering father-in-law, watching as piglets suckled at her breasts.�� The shockwave of an intense orgasm swept over her as a warm, wet tongue lanced into her needy pussy.
As the reverberating aftershocks of the first orgasmic wave began to fade, she became dimly aware that Luke was still sucking her left nipple.� She looked down her torso to see Toni's head, between her outstretched legs, as her tongue flickered back and forth across her perineum, stabbing into her fuck hole and then darting across her anus.� The next orgasm built quickly and she flopped uncontrollably about as she was taken over the edge once again.
Slowly drifting back down from her sexual high, she noticed a new sensation.� It really wasn�t new, actually it was the very familiar feel of Luke�s broad tongue traversing the length of her gash.
Several times, Luke licked her with the flat of his tongue like he was licking an ice cream cone.� Shelly shuddered as she felt her husband�s broad, fat tongue replaced by a daintier, smaller tongue.� The dainty tongue swirled around her clit several times before her cunt was lapped for a few moments with the big fat tongue again.�
Luke and Toni alternated licking and sucking Shelly�s cuntal flesh while she pulled, twisted and tortured her own nipples.� The wanton lust that now completely filled her, elevated her delightfully tormented body into an almost continual state of orgasmic bliss.
Luke rose from the water, putting Jake�s cock ring around the base of his cock.� As he pushed into his wife�s fevered pussy, Julia Jenkins came with a whimper as her fingers plunged in and out of her sopping cunt.
*****
�Mommy! Mommy!� Peter won�t give me back my dolly!�� The sounds of her children arguing was soon replaced by the angry voice of her husband shouting and then the sounds of children crying as he paddled their butts in turn.
�Julia!� Where are you!� her husband shouted.
�Up here!� she answered as she pulled up her panties from her thighs and smoothed out her dress.� �I�m looking for Mother�s bible!�
�Well, get down here!� I can�t watch the TV with all this racket!�
�Coming dear!�
David was wailing away at their youngest daughter�s butt with an open hand. Their son and oldest daughter where standing to the side, both sobbing, tears streaming down their reddened faces when Julia walked into the room.
�David, stop!� she pleaded.� David looked up and took two more stinging blows to the six-year-old�s panty clad butt. �Stop!�
�If you�d taken care of them when I asked you, I wouldn�t have to do this!� he said angrily.
�I was in the attic.� I didn�t hear you.� Now leave them alone.�
Julia was momentarily stunned by the slap across her face.� �Don�t you ever go against me with the children!� he shouted.
�I�m sorry,� she whimpered, fighting back the tears.�
�What was taking you so long?�
�I can�t find Mama�s bible.� I thought it was in one of the cedar chests.�
His anger draining away, David said, �Take care of the kids,� before he stalked out of the girls� room.� He paused at the foot of the stairs to the attic, looking back at the bedroom door before he ascended the steps.� The evening light was fading and it was dark in the attic.� He pulled on the light cord and seeing the open cedar chest, pulled the cord again, enveloping the attic in darkness.�
David listened to his wife comforting the children, then he silently stepped up to the gable attic window facing the rear of his property.� He stood to the side and looked towards the Stringer�s.� He was rewarded with a thoroughly salacious scene.
*****
At the verge of cumming, Luke pulled out of Shelly�s spasming cunthole.� He pulled her up off the padded deck and told Toni to �lie down and spread�em!�
Pushing Shelly�s head down between Toni�s legs, Luke growled, �Eat her pussy!� Eat her �til she cums.��
Obeying her husband�s wishes, Shelly descended on Toni.� It was so different than the night before; then she was drunk and high on pot, but now she was completely sober.� It was a moment of true discovery for her as her tongue explored the succulent folds of another woman, savoring the texture and the heady flavor of her arousal.� Shelly was swirling her tongue around Toni�s clit when she felt her husband�s cock, pressing against her anus, but there simply wasn�t enough lubrication for him the breach the tight anal ring and after a few tries, Luke aimed his dick lower and pushed into her vagina again.
Soon, despite her enjoyment, Shelly found it difficult to concentrate on Toni�s snatch.� Luke was pounding away at her g-spot and another orgasm was quickly building in her groin.� With her lips around Toni�s clit, Shelly moaned in pleasure as the thrusting rod of man-meat brought her to climax, the vibrating lips in turn sending Toni over the edge.
Seeing Toni twist and her stomach undulating, Luke knew she was coming. He fucked his wife through her climax and then pushed her from between the neighbor�s legs.�
*****
As soon as Luke sank into Toni�s wildly contracting pussy, a long rope of cum shot from David�s dick spattering on the attic floor.� Sated, he pulled up his pants and headed downstairs, lest he be caught lingering in the attic.� As he came down, he met Julia as she came out of the girls� room.� Their eyes met, but they spoke nothing of what they had both seen.
*****
Luke had a grand time, alternately fucking Toni and then his wife.� The cock ring was amazing, for even though he had cum twice, once in each pussy, he was still hard and banging away at eager, hot, throbbing snatch.� Through the fog of unbridled lust, he remembered Jake�s admonition not to leave the cock ring on too long, lest he permanently damage his dick.� He pulled out of Toni�s pussy for the fourth time and released the constricting ring around his engorged cock.� Then he slipped into the warm embrace of the water and let nature take its course, replenishing the oxygen-depleted blood trapped in his cock.� A few moments later, the girls joined him.�
For the next half-hour, they all lounged about in an endorphin-induced stupor, soaking in the soothing water, serenely basking in the afterglow of great sex. No one spoke.� They were all exhausted.� Especially exhausted was Luke, who knew that he had a hard day to look forward to in the morning.� Turning to his hostess, he said, �Thanks Toni, that was great fun.�
�You�ve got to go?� she asked, genuinely disappointed that he wasn�t going to fuck her again.
�Sorry, I�m beat! I�ve got a long day ahead me tomorrow, starting very early.�� As he rose from the water he turned to his life mate and said, �C�mon Shelly.� Time to go.�� Dutifully, but just as disappointed as Toni, Shelly rose and followed her husband from the hot tub.
After a final round of farewells and goodnights, the Blalocks gathered their clothing and walked home naked through the side gate.� They were just about asleep when the bedroom light next door came on.�
�Oh, look, Honey,� said Shelly, �Jake�s home.�
Luke sat up on his elbow to look across Shelly�s body into the Stringers� bedroom window.� With his back to the window, Jake shed his clothes as Toni, still nude, sank to her knees.� After a minute or so, Jake lifted Toni, sitting her up on top of the triple dresser.� As he stepped up to her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist.� Jake�s hairy butt began moving back and forth in the age-old manner. The vocal sounds of Toni�s pleasure drifted out the open window, across the narrow side yard, and into the open window next door.
Luke shouted out, �Fuck her, big boy!� Fuck her good!�
Jake lifted his right thumb in acknowledgement and continued to fuck his perpetually horny wife.� Watching the neighbors seemed to give Luke renewed energy and soon he was spooned with Shelly.� Leisurely copulating, they watched the lewd show next door.� Jake thrust hard a few more times before carrying his wife to the bed.
Once the lights went off next door, Luke immediately drifted off to sleep, still coupled to his wife.
To be continued...