(MF, mf, voy, oral, 1st)
by Art Martin
Concerned for their mortal souls, the Reverend Mattox enlists the aid of Luke's father to instruct the newly weds in matrimonial matters.
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Shelly still felt a wonderful glow in her pussy from the vigorous fucking Luke had given her this morning.� Despite the lingering soreness, a good fucking was just what she needed to soothe the discomfort.� As they drove to the railroad shops, the cool air and the rustling of her blouse stimulated her braless nipples to stiff erectness.� The combination of sensations felt wonderful and she felt very much alive.
Luke set the brake and allowed the truck to idle in neutral as he slid out of the cab.� Shelly slid over behind the wheel, handed him his lunch box and kissed him goodbye.�
�Morning.�
Luke turned to see Big Mike standing by him.� Big Mike leaned towards the window.
�Just want to thank you for the wonderful picnic yesterday.� Great fried chicken and even better pussy,� he laughed.� Big Mike looked over the good-looking cunt, the memory of her enthusiastically gang fucking yesterday foremost in his mind.� Smiling lecherously he leaned forward to caress her breast.� Keenly aware that she didn�t pull away and Luke didn�t protest, he slid his big hand up inside her t-shirt for a bare-tit feel, softly saying, �Say, how about you joining us again for lunch today out at the siding?�
�Not today, Big Mike,� said Luke.� �She�s kinda sore!�
�I�ll bet she is,� he chuckled.� Big Mike turned back to Shelly. �Well, Lassie, if this old man never has another opportunity with you, I just want you to know that you will always be a fond memory for me.�
Shelly blushed and meekly said, �Thank you.�
�No, thank you, Lassie.� You�re quite a woman.�� Big Mike then directed Luke to go help Lenny and Rodger load the supplies that they needed for today�s work.� As Luke went off to the task at hand, Big Mike smiled at Shelly.� �Got a few minutes?�
�Uh, sure.�
Big Mike walked around to the passenger side and got into the truck.� Slamming the door, he immediately undid his pants, pushing them to his knees.� �We got about five minutes for a blow job, Lassie, so be a good girl and help an old man.�
She looked down at his cock, rising to the occasion, but partially obscured by his gut and the shadows cast by the mercury vapor lights.� As much as she wanted to take him in her mouth, wanted to feel his big cock throbbing between her lips, wanted to savor the taste of the product of his big balls, she hesitated.� Even though his cock had been in each of her holes at least twice yesterday afternoon, Luke hadn�t told her to suck his boss� dick this morning.
�C�mon, Lassie, suck it!�
Shelly then remembered that her mother�s hero, President Clinton, had asserted that oral sex wasn�t sex at all.� She remembered how everyone at school giggled about it and how all the boys wanted the girls to give�em head.� �The president says it ain�t sex,� they asserted, �and what the president says is the law.�� Some of the girls bought into that fallacious argument and did it, but she hadn�t.� She concluded that Luke probably wouldn�t mind, and if blowing a guy wasn�t sex, there wasn�t any sin in the act anyway.
�Oh, yessss, Lassie girl, yessss,� Big Mike hissed as she slid his cock between her sultry lips.� �That feels soooo goooood!� Goddamn, you�ve got a sweet mouth for sucking!�
She pulled up from his big cock.� �I won�t have you taking the Lord�s name in vain!�
�Uh, sorry, Missy, I�m really sorry, I� oh, fuck yeah!� Suck it, babydoll, suck my dick!�
*****
Big Mike had a shit-eating grin on his mug as he joined his work crew.� Taking Luke aside and out of ear shoot of Lenny and Rodger.� �Your wife�s a mighty fine cocksucker, Luke,� he said to the young husband.� �Mighty fine.� I can hardly wait until you let me fuck her again.�
Luke nodded to his straw-boss thinking, �That could be arranged.�
*****
Dreamily Jake woke to Toni gently kissing his man-nipples and running her fingers through the dense hair of his chest.� There was another pleasant sensation, the pleasant sensation of a second warm, wet mouth engulfing his hardening cock.� �Mmmmmmm,� he moaned as he lay back lazily, enjoying the early morning.
*****
Late for work again, Jake rushed to the warehouse to ride herd on his helpers.� He was gone only ten minutes when the phone rang.
�It�s for you,� said Toni handing Shelly the cordless phone.
�Uh, hello?�
�Ms. Blalock?�
�Yes.�
�Listen whore!� This is O�Ryan.� I want to collect on a part of your debt this morning.� Before I open my shop.�
�Uh, well, I�m at the Stringer�s this morning and��
�I don�t give a damn where you are, so long as you�re naked and ready for me when I get there.� Understand?� I don�t have time to waste waiting for you to undress, so you be ready when I get there.�
�Uh, what time?�
� �Bout fifteen minutes.�
�Uh, okay.� She cut a glance towards Toni.� �I�m naked now so come on by.� I�m next door at Jake Stringer�s house.�
�Fine. You be there, whore.�
�What an asshole,� observed Shelly as she put down the receiver.� �He wants a fuck,� she added with a shrug.
�Oh?� Maybe we can have some fun.�
�Don�t count on it,� she replied bitterly. Her heart softened and she added, �Then again, maybe he was just rushed the other night.�
Fifteen minutes later, O�Ryan was impatiently beating on the Stringer�s door.� Toni opened the door and let him in.
�Jesus,� he muttered as his eyes took in Toni�s nude figure.
�She�s back here, waiting for you,� Toni said with a smile.� She turned and led him to her bedroom, his eyes glued to her swaying bare buttocks.� �In here,� she motioned.� �Take your time, I�ll go brew up a pot of coffee.��
His eyes followed until she disappeared around the corner.� O�Ryan looked into the bedroom.� The whore was ready and waiting for him, as he had instructed.
Feasting his eyes on his shapely naked whore, he thought of the times when he sneaked at peak of his own voluptuous daughter who was now off at college.� Laying his little notebook on the dresser, he quickly undressed.� Having shed all his clothes, he looked at his watch for the time and duly noted it in the notebook.� Then, without so much as a feel, he mounted her, jabbing his rigid prick at her willing hole until she reached down and assisted him.� Slam, blam, thank you ma�am, he had gotten his rocks off and was recording the time.� �Four minutes,� he said to himself.� He looked over to the whore and shaved a minute off his time.
�Here!� Initial here,� he said thrusting the little notebook in her face.� She initialed where indicated and then watched him quickly get dressed.� Turning at the door, he said, �I�ll see you later.�� Then he was out the door.
Toni heard the front door slam.� �Who could that be?� she wondered.� She looked into the living room and saw no one.� Then she checked the bedroom.� �Where�s O�Ryan?�
�Finished and gone,� Shelly said sourly.� �God, I feel like such a whore!�
Toni smiled, �You are a whore, dear.� Take it from me; being a whore can be a lot of fun.� Of course you wind up giving yourself to a few unappreciative jerks along the way, but most men, most men appreciate what an enthusiastic whore can do for them.�
�You make it sound so dirty.�
�Oh, it is dirty!� Wonderfully dirty.� If all goes well, you get a great fucking and make a few bucks too.�� Toni slid between her legs.� �Here, let me kiss it and make it well.� Let me clean out all that ole nasty cum in your sweet whore�s pussy.�
The two women spent a languid morning pleasuring each other, fondling one another, bringing each other to the sweet release.� All too soon the demands of the day intruded and they reluctantly dressed to go grocery shopping.�
*****
Shelly was reading a label and turned to join Toni on another isle.� Doing so she collided with a man with an offensive odor about him.� She looked up and recoiled.
�I remember yooouuu,� drawled Jetter Quimby slowly.� �You�re Toni�s friend.� �Member me?� My name�s Jetter.�
�Uh, oh, yes.� I remember you.�
Jetter stood silently, dressed in work clothes, his eyes wandering up and down her curvaceous body.� She shuddered as saw how his two eyes moved independently of each other.� Like the eyes of a chameleon, one focused on her face while the other focused on her tits.
�Ya wanna party with me.�
�Uh, no, no I don�t.�
�Okay, maybe later.� Wanna see my scars?�� He suddenly lifted his shirt, proudly displaying a full canvas of tattoos and scar tissue on his belly.
�Oh, god,� uttered Shelly under her breath. ��Uh, that�s nice, real nice.� Look, I gotta find Toni.�
�Toni�s here?� Tell her hello.� Tell her I�ll see her later.� I gotta get sumpt�n to fix sandwiches.� We got a job to finish today, so we can�t party today.�
�Uh, yeah, well, see you.�
�Ya�re sure purdy,� she heard him say as she made her way down the isle and made her escape.
�C�mon Toni, let�s get outta here.�
�What�s the matter, Hon?�
�It�s that creep, Jetter!� He�s here!� I ran right into him.� Ooooooo, he gives me the creeps!�
�He�s harmless, Shelly.� He really is.� Ugly as sin, but harmless.�
�He told me to tell you hello and he�d see you later.� He wants to party!�
�Let�s get out of here!� said Toni in mock alarm. �Just kidding,� she laughed.� �Be nice, it�s not his fault� there he is,� said Toni pulling Shelly to the side and out of view.�
�Let�s go to the other side of the store,� pleaded Shelly.
�Sure, Hon, relax.� He won�t hurt you. Not here at least.�
*****
Luke lay in the grass under a big live oak digesting his lunch, listening to the other members of his work gang.� The talk today was all about Shelly, Luke�s pretty slut-wife; what a fine piece of ass she was, how she enthusiastically squeezed their cocks with her pussy, how she sucked them again and again to a hard-on, how she seemed to like the abuse they had heaped on her big tits, and how she really seemed to like having cock after cock up the ass.
Luke pretended not to listen, but he heard every word about his big-titted, cock-sucking slut whore of a wife.� It didn�t take the hard lump in his pants to convince him that it had pleased him that she had pleased them.� It had been fun yesterday, a lot of fun.� He really got a kick out watching the guys fuck her silly.
He thought back to how she had almost cost him the friendship of his lifelong buddy, Bobby Ray Williams.� Shelly and Bobby Ray had been sweethearts all through high school, while Luke had thing about Bobby Ray�s little sister Lynnette.� Not that there were any serious relationships, just kids and high school sweethearts.�
Then Shelly and Bobby Ray had a big fight.� It was the night before that fateful Sunday when they all got drunk in the woods behind the church.� Luke didn�t mean for it to happen, but it did.� One thing led to another and he and Shelly screwed, both losing their virginity during the same act of coitus.
When they sobered up, they were both mortified at what they had done.� Shelly was mortified for giving herself out of wedlock.� Luke was mortified for having betrayed his best friend.� Neither could bring themselves to tell Bobby Ray what had happened and weeks later after Bobby Ray and Shelly had reconciled, Shelly tearfully told Luke that she was sure that she was pregnant.� The bad news hit him like a ton of bricks.� How could she be pregnant? �They only did it once!� He�d hardly gotten into her when he had shot off!
�Are ya sure, Shelly?�
�Yes, Luke, I�m sure.�
�How do ya know?�
�A girl knows!�
�Are� are ya sure it�s mine?�
�Yes!� she sobbed.� �I�ve only done it that one time, Luke Blalock!�
Bobby Ray was the least of his worries.� He needed guidance and he sought counsel from his father.�
�Well, ya really don�t have any choice, son.� Ya�ve gotta marry the girl.�
�But, but she�s Bobby Ray�s girlfriend.�
�Should�ve thought about that before ya fucked her.�
�We only did it once!�
�Once is enough�� Don�t look so down in the face, look at the bright side.� She�s pretty, damned pretty and she�s got big tits!�� God that girl�s got some tits!� Hell, boy, just think, you�ll get to fuck her every night!� Tell me, Son, ya suck on those big tits?�
�No, I mean, well, when we��
�If ya didn�t, ya should�ve!� Best rack on any girl in the whole county! Tits like your mama had.� Got nice hips too; shouldn�t have any problem having babies.�
�What am I gonna do, Pa?� bemoaned the panic stricken boy, who was barely seventeen.
�You�re going to marry her, that�s what!� Ain�t no grandson of mine being born a bastard!�
�But, but we don�t love each other.�
�So what?� Ya get to fuck her whenever ya want!� Just treat her nice.� When ya screw, give her pleasure, lots of pleasure and make her wanna screw.� Ya do that and you�ll have no problems.� Now c�mon, we gotta go talk to her folks.�
The very next day, Shelly�s dad married them in his church.
Luke�s dad offered to let them live with him, but Shelly�s mother would have none of that.� �It wouldn�t be right; an impressionable young girl living with two men.� I�ll have none of that for my daughter!�
Luke�s dad argued that he needed Luke�s help around the farm, but Mrs. Mattox was adamant.� Even if Luke was ignorant of his old man�s reputation, Mrs. Mattox had certainly heard the randy gossip.� The newly weds would live under her roof.
That night was awful, for both Shelly and for Luke.� Besides the awkwardness with her parents, there was a pervading awkwardness between the two teens.� Shelly cried all afternoon and into the evening.� Her mother glared at Luke like he was some sort of criminal to be despised and hated by decent society.� The Reverend Mattox, a man who was never without words, was silent.� Luke felt like an unwanted guest.�
That night, Shelly refused to let Luke sleep in her room.� The impasse lasted three days until the Reverend Mattox took the two teens aside.
�Shelly, you are to stop this nonsense immediately!�
�But, Daddy.� I don�t want��
�You�ve made a covenant with God to take Luke as your husband.� He is your husband!�
�But� Daddy please� I��
�Enough girl!� Enough! You�re his wife!� You�re carrying his child!� Now, both of you listen to me.� I don�t understand why God chose Luke for you or why he chose these circumstances.� But, I do know that the Williams boy, he is a fine lad, but he�s not your husband.� It�s clear now that he was never intended to be your husband.� Luke is your husband.� You are man and wife.
�It is your duty as his wife to honor and obey him.� That includes freely giving yourself to him� Now tonight, you two will sleep in the same room.� Do you understand me, Shelly?�
�Daddy��
�Do you understand?�
�I, I think so.�
�Good. �Now Luke, you take good care of her.� Be gentle and be kind. She�s my daughter and I love her dearly, but she is now your wife and your responsibility.� Be a man.� Act like a man.�
�Uh, yes sir.�
That night and next, they slept in the same room.� Shelly slept in her bed.� Luke slept on the floor.
Friday afternoon came around.� Luke�s dad telephoned and told Luke that he needed his and Shelly�s help tomorrow.� Early Saturday morning, Mr. Blalock picked up his son and daughter-in-law and took them out to his farm.�
�What do ya need help with, Pa?�
�I could sure use yer help, Son, but that�s not why I�m here.�
�What do ya mean, Pa?�
�Ya�ll.� Shelly and you.� Ya kids need some help!� I talked to your pa, Shelly.� He called me and told me that he was concerned for yer very soul.� He said that ya weren�t performing yer wifely duties.� He asked me for my help.
�Now the Reverend has a habit of beating around the bush, and ya being his daughter and all� Well, I ain�t gonna beat around the bush.� Now, Luke, you and Shelly� go in my bedroom and lock the door.� Go in there and fuck.� Fuck all morning.� Luke, don�t ya come out of there without fucking her!�
Shelly was bright red with embarrassment and wanted to flee.� She�d heard that word before, at school from some of the rougher kids, but now to hear Luke�s dad say it, and to hear it being said about her was almost too much.�
�Ya�ll can make all the damned racket ya�ll want.� Nobody�s gonna hear ya.� I�ll be in the barn, taking care of things.
�After ya�ll�s finished, ya can give me hand for a few hours.� Then you�re to go to bed again and fuck until its time for me to take ya back to Shelly�s folks.
�Now Luke, I don�t mean for ya to go in there and rape her, but ya�ll need to fuck.� Shelly, that means you�re gonna get naked girl, bare assed naked.� Then you�re gonna spread your legs open and let Luke stick his cock into ya.� Get the picture?�� The old man grinned and unconsciously adjusted his own stiff cock.� �After that, I�m sure ya�ll figure out what to do next.�� With a wink he added, �If ya don�t know what to do next, I�ll be glad to show ya. Now go on, boy.� Go fuck her!�
Shelly was distraught and sobbing as Luke led her to his pa�s bedroom.� Luke closed the door and like his pa had instructed, locked the door.� Gently and tenderly, he took his trembling young wife in his arms, kissing away the tears that streaked down her face.� Embracing her, she snuggled into his chest for protection.� They stood and hugged for a good ten minutes before she looked up into Luke�s eyes, their lips meeting for the first time since the wedding ceremony.
Luke remembered something his pa had told him the day that they were married, that a woman liked to be kissed.� Kissed on the lips, kissed on the cheeks and along the jaw line, kissed on the nape of her neck, kissed behind and on her ears.� �Son, there�s no need to rush things, take yer time and do it right. A receptive woman is better than a reluctant woman.�
Luke took his time and laid kisses across her lips and across her face, inhaling her sweet fragrance.� He was rewarded with Shelly kissing him back, tentatively at first, but soon with increased ardor as her breathing became deeper.� She broke it off and Luke thought that he�d done something wrong.� With trembling fingers, she began unbuttoning her blouse.
Luke watched, afraid to say anything, afraid to do anything, afraid to make any move at all, afraid that whatever he did, that it might be wrong.� Slowly she pulled the blouse off her arms.� Unsure what to do next, she neatly folded it and placed it at the foot of the bed.
Luke�s eyes were wide at the sight of her standing before him in her bra.� Her fleshy orbs seemingly trying to escape out the top of the lacy garment.� She stood with her eyes cast down.� Instinctively, Luke stepped forward and took her in his arms again, their lips meeting in a smoldering exchange, his strong hands gliding lightly across the smooth skin of her back.
Luke grew bold enough to tentatively cup her breast, extracting a soft moan of approval from his young wife.� Dreamy eyed, she stepped back again, tugging at his shirttail. He peeled his t-shirt off.� Immediately he felt her fingernails running across his muscular chest.� Luke leaned forward, laying kisses across her neck and shoulders and across the top of her breasts.�
Shelly stepped away again, unbuttoning her cutoff shorts.� Breathlessly, Luke watched as the denim shorts fall to her ankles.� Daintily she stepped out of them, leaving them where they fell, leaving her flip-flop sandals behind as well.� Reaching behind, she unhooked her bra.� As it fell away, she modestly covered her bare bosoms with her hands and sat on the bed.
Luke�s cock was harder than it had ever been in his life.� He croaked, �You�re beautiful, Shelly.� Beautiful.��
She gave him a bashful smile and crawled to the middle of the bed.� Lying back, she let her hands fall from her breasts.� It was the first real look he ever had of her magnificent tits in all their unrestrained glory.��
�Oh, my god,� he breathlessly whispered.� For several minutes he just stood and stared, dumbstruck by the sight of the beautiful, nearly naked girl that was his wife.� He�d never seen anything so incredibly beautiful before in his life.� His eyes roamed from her pretty face, her sparkling blue eyes, her full sultry lips and button-like nose, all framed with her honey blonde hair; down her neck and across her unbelievable mammaries, proudly capped by dark pink nipples and their crinkly areolas; down her voluptuous body to her tummy with its deep, deep naval; down across her panty-clad broad hips and down her shapely legs to her delightfully dainty feet and toes.� Over and over, he silently scanned back and forth, his erection threatening to burst at any moment.�
With his mouth partially open, he was dumb stricken for so long that she began to worry, �What�s wrong with me?�� Finally she gathered enough courage to speak.� �Is�is there something wrong?� Did I��
�Oh, gosh no!� Not at all!� You�re just so, so, so awesome!��
Having broken the spell that had been cast upon him, Luke bent down and pulled off his boots and socks.� Having cleared his feet, he fumbled with his belt, button and zipper.� Then in one swift motion, he was nude.
�Oh, my!� exclaimed Shelly with a giggle as his eight-inch man meat bobbed about. �I, I really don�t remember much about when we� I�ve never seen a guy before.� Little boys, yes, but not a real guy.�
�Uh, uh,� stammered Luke, suddenly very self-conscious about his own nudity.
�You�re pretty awesome yourself, Luke.�
�Think so?�
�Yeah,� she replied with a winsome smile.� As she studied the impressive male appendage of her husband, her own wonderment soon turned to concern, �It�s huge!� How�s that thing going to fit inside me?�
Luke didn�t notice her change of expression as he lay down beside her.� Again he remembered what his pa had told him so many times, �Son, women liked to be kissed.� Kiss her.� Kiss her all over.� Leave no skin untouched by yer lips.� Don�t sober all over her, but don�t just peck at her either.� Lick and suck.� Don�t be afraid to put yer mouth anywhere on her, she�ll love it.� Pay particular attention to how she responds to yer kisses.� She�ll let ya know what she likes and what makes her crazy.�
Again, he kissed her lips tenderly and she responded by kissing him back with a newfound passion.� Hands roamed across bare skin as they feverishly kissed one another.� Shelly gasped as Luke cupped her bare tit and felt her up in earnest for the first.� As his lips kissed and then suckled her nips, she cried out in joy.� The fires of passion had been ignited and soon were raging out of control as their youthful hormones took control.�
When she felt his hand slide under the elastic band of her panties, her first instinct was to stop him.� She grabbed the wandering hand to prevent it from going any farther.� She strained to hold it fast, but Luke kept up a steady pressure, not overpowering her, but making it known that he wasn�t going to be stopped.� She released her grip, allowing his hand to glide over her pubic mound.
Flowing between his fingers, the soft, springy hair of her pubis felt divine. He rubbed her there for several minutes before gathering his courage to explore lower.� Shelly gasped when his fingers first brushed the flesh of her vulva.� Again, for several minutes he contented himself with the tactile exploration of this new territory.� Her deep breathing and apparent pleasure at his touch encouraged him to trace his fingers up and down her moistening slit, not yet penetrating, but teasing her as he became bolder.� He noticed how she seemed to become very slippery between her lips and then without even trying, his digit slid between her juicing labia.��
�Oh!� she squeaked at the new sensation, an electric sensation that felt better than any sensation she�d ever felt before.� Except to clean herself during a bath or wiping herself after urinating, she�d never even touched herself down there, having taken heed of her mother�s admonishment that �nice girls don�t touch themselves down there.�� Now as Luke�s probing fingers slid up and down her sopping trench, she nearly passed out from the new found delightful feelings taking place in her most private place.
Luke felt around inside her, feeling her sex for the very first time.� He had nothing to compare it with, and every fold and ripple was a new discovery.�
He tried to think back to what his pa had told him about a woman�s pussy.� �Take it slow, Son.� Feel around, but be gentle.� A woman�s very sensitive in there.� Slide yer fingers up and down, all around.� Only when she�s good and hot, do ya want to stick a finger up inside her.� For god�s sake, don�t have a hangnail!�
Luke stopped momentarily.� He wasn�t sure if he had a hangnail or not.� If he had a hangnail he reasoned, she would have screamed and yanked his hand away from her.� She hadn�t screamed or even winced in pain.� He looked to her face to see if she showed any discomfort.� Shelly�s eyes were closed and she had a look of total serenity about her.
Satisfied that she was enjoying what he was doing, he went back to his inaugural exploration of his young wife�s pussy, relishing the slick texture of her cuntal flesh, discovering the flaps of her inner labia and a hard little lump at the nexus of her folds.� He flicked the little bump and she twitched in response.� His pa had told him about this too, about the little love button that sent women into orbit. Despite his sense of awe at this discovery, he sort of knew what it was.
Doing as his pa had instructed him, he rubbed around the base of the slippery little organ and circling it with his finger.� After a few minutes she began pumping her hips and he was rewarded with her long low wails of pleasure, �Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!� Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!� each moan was louder and louder. �OHHHHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHHHHHH!��
Out in the barn, Pa heard the cries of carnal delight drifting through the open window.� �That�s it, boy!� Make her howl!�
Shelly dug her fingernails into Luke�s back as the orgasm
built to a momentous and thunderous conclusion.� Sucking in her breath, her
body went rigid as the overpowering initial shockwave of intense pleasure
spread swiftly from the epicenter of her loins.� Robust waves of unbelievable pleasure flowed over and through
her, causing her shudder and tremble as the gut wrenching climax tore
through her nubile body, her hips
pumping uncontrollably as she rode the crest of penultimate sexual pleasure for the first
time.
Luke was totally
surprised at her reaction, the intensity of it causing him alarm.� He knew that she had climaxed, and he
thought he knew how that felt, but this was different.� She seemed to be on the verge of dying.� Pulling his hand away from her sex, he
allowed the raging orgasm to subside.
He heard his pa�s
voice.� Looking up at the open window
over the headboard of his pa�s bed, he saw the gleeful old man looking in.
�Go on boy, fuck
her!� the old man said in a hoarse whisper.�
�What are ya waiting for?� For
Christ�s sake, do it!�
Shelly�s universe
had shrunk down, centering exclusively on her quaking pussy, but as her orgasm
began to recede, her universe began to expand again.� She thought she had heard voices, but she really wasn�t sure.� Still drifting along some ethereal plane,
she was only barely aware that her panties were being pulled off.� Dreamily, in post-orgasmic lassitude, she
became aware that Luke was on top of her.�
Automatically she spread her legs for him.� Then she felt another sensation, the sensation of her pussy being
slowly stretched, invaded and being filled by her husband�s cock.
She winced in pain
as he pushed into her for the second time.�
The pain quickly faded and she was filled with a most wondrous
sensation, the sensation of being fucked. Still on autopilot, she wrapped her
legs around Luke�s waist and pulled him in to her.� Luke was so excited that he came within the first minute,
shooting his sperm into his pregnant wife for the second time in their lives.
Enveloped in a warm
glow Shelly murmured, �Mmmmmm.� That was
wonderful!� I never knew that it would
be like this.�� Shelly smiled as she
hugged her husband.� To Shelly it was a
moment of true discovery.� All her
friends at school had told her how much fun fucking was, but she�d obediently
followed her mother�s instructions and had abstained from sex.� �Save yourself for marriage,� her mother had
told her over and over.� Now she
wondered at what she had missed.� A
smile spread across her face as she realized that now that she was married, she
could do it all she wanted, and she wanted more.
�Luke� Luke?� Could we do it again?�
�Yeah, Babe, we�re
gonna do it again, and again, and again.�
Would ya like that?�
�Oh, yes� I think I
would.�
�Give me a minute.�
�Why?�
�Why?� �Cause I�m soft.� I gotta wait a few minutes.�
�How come?�
�Well, a guy has to
wait a few minutes before his dick can get hard again.� Tell ya what� Suck on it and it�ll get hard
quicker.�
�Suck on it?� I, I don�t think so.�
�C�mon.� What�s the problem?�
�That�s dirty!�
�My dick?� It�s been in your pussy.� It ain�t dirty unless your pussy�s dirty!�
�I, I��
�Hey, it�s okay,� he
said trying not to push her too hard and too quickly.� �Ya don�t have to suck me, not right now at least.� I don�t want to rush ya.� Here, just put your hand on it.�
Shelly tentatively
touched her husband�s soft cock.� It
felt like nothing she�d ever felt before.�
Spongy, but thick and substantial, it was so soft and pliable that she
could twist it and not hurt Luke in the least. She found it difficult to
believe that this flexible tube of flesh had been so hard just a few minutes
before.�
While Luke suckled
her breasts again, she doodled with his noodle.� It somehow began to feel different, thicker and less
pliable.� Her eyes went wide as she felt
a cock growing in her hand for the first time.�
�Oh, my goodness!� How does it do
that?�
�What?�
�Your thing.� It�s growing bigger and bigger.�
�Pa says that blood
gets pumped into it.� Makes it hard for
sex� Hey, don�t stop, keep on playing with it.�
That�s it, Shelly, make it hard, real hard.� Make it hard and we can fuck again.�
Luke rolled back on
top of her, holding his weight off her body with his arms.� �Go on.�
Put it in.� Yeah, that�s it.� Put it in.��
Luke grunted, �Ughn!� as his cock slipped into the silky tube of his young
wife�s inexperienced cunt for the third time.�
Looking out the window, he looked directly into his pa�s lust filled
eyes.� It was as if his pa could feel
what he was feeling at that moment.
For Shelly, being
filled with a hard cock was one of the best feelings she�d ever had.� In fact the only thing that felt better was
fifteen minutes earlier, when she�d been sent into orgasmic orbit for the first
time in her life.� That was a feeling
that she wanted to experience again and again, and as Luke began pumping into
her, she could sense the orgasmic tidewaters rising again within her.
The old bed began to
bounce and squeak as her young husband settled into pounding into her, giving
her the first long and hard fucking of her life.� Reaching above her, she grasped the spindles of the iron
headboard, arching her back slightly as she squirmed in delight, unknowingly
giving her father-in-law an unobstructed view of her DD tits, wildly swaying to
and fro as Luke fucked her.
Her eyes were out of focus; her face was flush and twisted with sexual desire; her body tingled from her nipples to her toes, begging for release when Luke suddenly pulled his cock from her stimulated snatch.
�Don�t stop!� she gasped begging.� �Please, don�t stop.�
�Roll over!�
�What?�
�I said, roll over.�
Confused and uncertain of the �what or why�, she nonetheless followed Luke�s orders and rolled onto her stomach.� She felt him lifting her by the hips and in response she got up on her knees.� She tried to lift her head, but Luke drove her face back into the pillow.� With her ass in the air, she felt his cock seeking out its goal and having found its target, felt his cock penetrate her vagina again.�
As he fucked her, Shelly couldn�t help but feel that how they were fucking was dirty, that copulating like this was somehow wrong and sinful.� But sinful or not it felt good, so good that that she didn�t care what her Mama or even what God would think of her now.� The only thing that mattered was the joining of her pussy with a big dick, the big dick of her husband.� As pure rapture enveloped her, she whimpered as the buildup of sexual energy rose ever higher in her body, overwhelming her senses with its carnal sensuality and flickering electric shocks.
Covered with a thin sheen of sweat, Shelly lifted her head and moaned salaciously in response to the sizzling sensations, forever surrendering to the wonderful lust that now consumed her.�
As her passion mounted and her
pleasure intensified, her moans turned to soft shrieks.
Something inside her seemed to erupt and Luke felt the wildly spasmodic contractions of her cunt clutching his cock.� She was cumming and cumming hard.
Shelly pulled
herself up on the iron bed frame as the tornadic orgasm ripped into her very
soul.� Her mouth open in a silent
scream, she shook and trembled violently while Luke continued to fuck her, her
unseeing eyes gazing into the grinning face of her father-in-law.� Suddenly, she collapsed onto the bed having
expended every once of energy that she had.
Her mind swirled in
a vortex as she lay nearly unconscious.�
Gradually, she became aware, aware that the big cock was still in her
pussy, still stroking her, stroking to another orgasmic burst of delight.�
Closing her eyes, she shook beneath her husband as he fucked her and
fucked her and fucked her and as he fucked her, her own body responded with
orgasm after orgasm.
After a good forty minutes of continuous fucking, Luke finally cried out in sweet agony as he let it rip. �Aaaaggghhhh!� he yelled.� �Fuckin' aye! Ahhh! Ahhh!� Ahhh!��� Exhausted and spent, he collapsed on his young bride.�� Within two minutes he was sound asleep.�
Luke wasn�t sure how long he�d been napping, only that Shelly had managed to get him off her back.� Opening his eyes, he saw her looking into his eyes, her eyes smiling with newfound knowledge as she played with his dick.
�Hi!� she said.� �Welcome back to the living.�
�Huh?�
�Can we do it again?�
�Huhh?� I must�ve��
�You�re hard again.� Can we do it again?�
�Uh, yeah, sure.�� Luke climbed back on top and sank his cock into his young wife�s welcoming pussy.
�Oh, Luke.� I like this.� I like it a lot.�
�That�s good, Shelly, �cause we�re gonna be doing it a lot.�
�You promise?�
�Yeah, I promise.� We�re married, remember?� Pa says we can fuck as much as we want and no one can stop us.�
�Good,�cause it feels soooo good!�
The third screw du joir was long and leisurely, with none of the frantic rutting that had characterized the second screw.� It was also done in private, as Luke�s pa had chores to attend to no matter how good the show was.� The third screw was actually eight screws.� Luke paused often, withdrawing from her to kiss and nuzzle in her incredible boobs and then remounting her for another five to ten minutes, before withdrawing to kiss and suckle again.� With each new penetration, he varied their position, using some of the positions that Pa had told him about.
It was well past dinnertime when they broke it off, both too tired to continue.
�We�ve been in here for over three hours, Luke.� C�mon, we need to help your pa out.�
�Yeah, I need a break.� My poor dick�s about to fall off.�
�Really?�
�No, it just needs a rest.�
�Good.� I hope it doesn�t have to rest too long.�
�Something tells me that it won�t.�
They found Old Man Blalock out in the barn, puttering around.� �I see ya�ll two kids have gotten to know each other better.� Bet ya�ll are both gittin� hungry.�
Luke suddenly realized that he was hungry, very hungry.
�Yeah, Pa, I could do with some chow.�
�Tell ya what.� Shelly, see them hogs over there?� The mama with her piglets?� Go see if all those piglets are happy and healthy.�
�What am I supposed to do?�
�Just go watch�em fer a few minutes while Luke helps me with something.�
While Shelly stood and watched the eight piglets suckle their mama, Luke and his Pa went around back where they wouldn�t be overheard.
�You�re a damned lucky boy, Luke!� That girl�s got some knockers!� If I was you, I�d be in there fucking her right now rather than standing here flapping yer jaws with the likes of me.�
�Don�cha need some help?�
�Naw, not me, but I know you could use a few pointers.� First of all, ya gotta change positions more often to keep it interesting.� Now I know that she don�t know the difference, but soon she will.� �Next time, try putting her ass on the edge of the bed and fucking her while ya stand up, or make her stand and bend over, grabbing the bedpost.� I thought I taught ya better than to just fuck in one position.�
�Pa, we did��
�Okay, ya flipped her over, but she stayed flipped over.�
�Pa��
�An another thing.� Change up the way ya fuck her.� Ya know, do her slow, do her fast, do her shallow, do her deep, grind into her, stir yer fuck stick around in her pussy. Ya know, mix it up.�
�Yes, sir.�
�Preacher�s daughter or not, seems to me that she�s gonna be a real wildcat.� Damn!� What I�d do to be in yer shoes!�� The old man chuckled, �Actually, I don�t want to be in yer shoes, I wanna to be in yer wife!�� Oldman Blalock studied the shocked reaction of his son and was duly amused. �Hey, don�t take offense, boy� just man talk� a man talking to his son about the greatest pleasure in life.
�Now, did she suck yer dick?�
�No, Pa.� She�s not ready��
�Hell, boy!� She�s yer wife!� Look, ya gotta get things straight with her real quick.� Trust me on this.� If ya want her suck to ya off, she should suck ya off.� If ya wanna fuck her, ya should fuck her.� Fuck her however ya wanna fuck her.
�I know ya think she's a sweet innocent girl, but she�s yer wife, your own personal whore to do with as ya like.� Man�s prerogative! Now I don�t mean fer ya t�go off and hurt her.� I don�t approve of that sort of thing, but she belongs to you now, and she�s got to know it.� Claim her as yer own and make sure that she knows that her ass belongs to ya to do as ya please!� Along the way, if ya do it right, she�ll be eager to please.
�Now, after we git a bite to eat, ya take her back in the bedroom and get her to suck yer cock!� Ya understand me boy?� Now, ya might not wanna cum in her mouth, not the first few times at least, but she needs to learn that yer dick belongs in her mouth just as much as it belongs in her pussy.�
�Yes, sir.�
�Good, we understand each other.� C�mon, I�m a gittin� hungry too.�
*****
The Reverend Mattox was very pleased to see the beaming face of his daughter when Luke�s daddy dropped them off that evening.� At supper, she and Luke were all giggles and gaga.� Mrs. Maddox wasn�t all that pleased. It was obvious what they had been up to and to her, married or not, the behavior of the two teens was positively scandalous.�
After supper and when the dishes were done and put away, Luke and Shelly disappeared to their bedroom.� The Reverend and his prim wife were watching a religious show on television when the Reverend heard a noise, a gentle tapping sound that seemed to pervade the house.
Thinking that something was amiss, the preacher naively asked, �What�s that noise?��
Mrs. Mattox listened, then furiously began blushing.�
�I think I�d better check in on that, it may be��
�It�s them, you old fool!� she scolded.
�Them?�
�Yes!� Them!�
�Oh� I see,� said the Reverend as he felt his face blush.
While the TV preacher railed against the sins of the flesh, Shelly�s parents listened to the sounds of mating going on in their daughter�s bedroom.� Ten minutes passed and the rhythmic tapping sounds continued.� On and on it went, fifteen minutes, twenty minutes, thirty and forty five minutes, the rhythm only breaking momentary at several times throughout the duration.
About thirty-five minutes into it, Mrs. Mattox exclaimed, �You�ve got to do something Henry!�
�What?� What can I do?�
�Put a stop to it!� That�s what!�
�I can�t do that.� They�re married!�
�They�re children!�
�They are man and wife!�
�I won�t have that sort of thing going on under my roof!� Not with my daughter!�
�Be still woman and hush up!� They are married.� They are fulfilling God�s plan!� It is not for us to interfere with God�s plan, so be silent!�
Mrs. Mattox glared at her husband.� Knowing in her heart that he was right, she cast her eyes to the floor and in stony silence tried to mentally block out the unrelenting tapping noise.
�Thank God!� she declared when the tapping sounds finally ceased.
�Yes, thank the Lord,� replied her husband.� �God�s work is at hand.�
�I didn�t mean it that way,� his wife said contritely.
�Well I did,� retorted the Reverend, � and so should you!�
The television program was over and silence had reclaimed their house. The older couple settled in for their evening Bible reading.� Thirty minutes or so into their reading hour, the tapping noises began again.� The two looked at each other in genuine surprise, surprised that the kids were screwing again.� Gamely the Reverend and his wife continued their discussion of the Book of Acts while other acts distracted them.� Unable to endure anymore, the older couple fled the house to the serenity of their front porch, replacing the tapping sounds of human sex for the sounds frog calls and chirping crickets.� The Reverend, having studied biology while attending seminary school, knew the true nature of the chirps and croaks.�
�Sounds like even the creatures are doing God�s work tonight,� he said with a chuckle.
�What do you mean, Henry?�
�The sounds.� The frogs and crickets.� They�re calling for a mate.�
�Really, Henry!� I�m surprised at you!�
�I�m stating a fact.� The night sounds.� It�s God�s creatures calling for a mate so that they can multiply and fill the earth.�
Mrs. Mattox thought on this for several minutes in silence.� The noises seemed to get louder and louder.� �I�ve had enough of this!� she suddenly proclaimed.� �I�m going to bed.�
Inside, the tapping sounds were once again mercifully mute and like every night, the older couple went about their routine preparations for sleep.� Snug in their pajamas, they slipped between the sheets.� The Reverend kissed his wife goodnight and turned off the light.�
In the dark and quiet bedroom, the Reverend, always a thoughtful man, reflected on the events of today.� As he thought of God�s good works today, he was keenly aware of his own erection.� Soon, the tapping sounds began again.� The Reverend sat up and stripped off his pajama top.
�What are you doing?� asked the wife who was almost asleep when the tapping began again.
�It�s been too long, Martha.� I need you tonight.�
�Oh, for heaven sake�s, Henry.� Act your age.�
The Reverend pulled down his pajama bottoms and kicked his legs free.
�Age has nothing to do with it,� he said as he kissed his wife.
�Henry!�
�I need you Martha.� I need you as a man needs a woman, as a husband needs his wife.�
�Oh, very well.� If you insist.�
�Tonight, I insist.�
*****
Word had naturally gotten back to the school administrators and they had already made it clear that Shelly, married and pregnant, could not attend school.� Luke of course could attend.� The next morning, Luke returned to school.�
As he stepped off the school bus, he saw Bobby Ray waiting for him.� Luke�s stomach was already in a knot from thinking about what he would say to his best friend.� Taking a deep breath, Luke stepped from the bus, ready to accept whatever Bobby Ray had in mind for him.� He didn�t have long to wait.
Bobby Ray stepped forward cursing, �You son of a bitch!� You fucking bastard!�� Before Luke could raise his hands in defense, Bobby Ray�s fist caught him in the face.� The fight between best friends was on.� Bobby Ray tried his best to cause has much damage to the friend who had so sorely betrayed him, while Luke simply did his best to defend himself from harm.
Even when other friends tried to intervene and stop the fight, Bobby Ray was so incensed that he took them on too, successfully warding off all attempts to restrain his fury.� After five or six minutes of exchanging hard punches, the coaches arrived and successfully separated the two bloodied boys.
Bobby Ray and Luke were hauled off to the principal�s office for disciplinary action.� As they sat, each with a coach by his side to insure civility, the raging fury that Bobby Ray had felt all week began to subside.
�How could you, man?� You�re my best friend.� You�re like a brother to me.�
�I�m sorry Bobby Ray.� I didn�t mean too��
�She was my girl!� I loved her! You fucked her!�
�I, I, I didn�t mean� we didn�t mean�we got drunk� we� As God is my witness, I never meant to hurt ya, Bobby Ray.� I�d rather die than do what I did to ya.�
�You fucked her,� Bobby Ray whined.� �You fucked her.�
�Watch your mouth, Williams!� admonished the coach.� �There�ll be none of that talk in here.�
Luke closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.� �Yeah, I fucked her,� he thought to himself.� �In fact, I fucked the hell out her yesterday, I fucked her this morning and I�ll fuck her again tonight, all night.�� �I never meant it to happen, but it did, Bobby Ray.� I love her too.� I�m sorry man, I never meant to betray ya.�
�You fucked her,� whispered the broken hearted Bobby Ray.
Both Bobby Ray and Luke got a one-week suspension and both spent the time working at their father�s farms.� But whereas Bobby Ray toiled ceaselessly in the fields from sunrise to sunset, Luke mostly screwed his enthusiastic bride under the watchful eye of his father.
A week or so later, Shelly miscarried.� Mrs. Mattox wanted the two teens to get a quick divorce, but the Reverend wouldn�t have any of that. ��They�re married, Martha.� Now and forever!� We can�t undo what God has wrought.�
�It�s just so disgraceful.� All that racket coming from Shelly�s bedroom!� Don�t they know any shame?�
�I must admit it�s� disturbing, but there�s no shame in what they�re doing.�
�Well, you�re going to have to do something, Henry!� Something!� Anything!�
The Reverend�s solution was to put the newly weds up in the old trailer that a church deacon had recently donated to the church.� It was a dump, but the price was right and best of all, it was out of the way.� There wasn�t anyone around to hear Shelly�s salacious moaning, or the bed creaking, or the bed banging up against the wall every time the two horny teens were alone.� It also allowed Luke to try out a few things his dad had suggested, but just weren�t practical to do under the in-laws� roof, such as fucking on the kitchen table or having Shelly grip the a door frame while Luke fucked her from behind.� Luke also had a fondness for making whoopee outdoors where there was always a possibility of being seen.
To be continued...