All the usual things apply, no body under eighteen, any resemblance to anyone living or dead or undead is just ridiculous. This is pure fantasy. maybe not as far over the top as usual, but hey everybody has an off day! It has a bit of incest, a bit of interracial, and several loving wives. No RAAC, no BTB, in fact it's kinda unresolved... just like real life. Just trying to have a bit of fun. Tongue firmly in cheek. Try to be civil in your criticism. It's the only pay we get. Elora Butler gave it a beta read for me, thank you so much. Any mistakes are mine.
I do enjoy chicken and waffles. I hope and pray every body out there is well as we endure our enforced soltitude. Keep your social distance. Go wash your hands after reading this.
Golf Widow Lust
"I love my Dad, but he has not touched Mom in over a year now! She is going crazy, and she is, um acting, well...sex starved! You know how nuts I get if I don't get your dick in me at least three times a week, preferably four or five. Hell, I would fuck you every day if we could find the time."
My wife Janice looked at my cock in her hand. I swear she was speaking to my dick and not me. Like I was just the supporting cast for the phallus in her hand, three inches from her mouth. She really enjoyed my dick. I swear that she spoke to it as well! Her eyes were just fixed, almost hypnotically, on my stiff engorged member.
"Jan! Hey, eyes up here!" I joked about my predilection for looking at her cleavage, and her staring at my penis. She ignored my attempt at levity, and continued her staring and licking my dick. It was almost like she worshipped my meat pole. I sometimes think she only married me for "her little nine inch meat toy". There are worse things in life than your woman loving your appendage. I do wonder if she knows what I look like. Could she pick me out of a police line-up? Only if we all whipped out our big dicks. Of course I would be very hypocritical if I said I didn't stare at Jan's big fat ass, or her huge juggs. And if her cooter is in my face, I can look at it for a good long time. I could smell, and lick, and examine her lovely snatch all day long And yes, I have had a few long conversations with her big breasts. So I guess turnabout is just fair play.
Maybe I do worship her big juggs and wonderful ass.
Janice had whispered something.
"What? I didn't hear you right. Say that again."
"I need you to fuck my Mom. Tonight. And maybe for the foreseeable future. It will be permissible from my Dad. He actually suggested you, because you are perfect." Jan said in a low conspiratorial voice.
"In ten years of marriage you have called me a lot of things, but perfect!... That was never, ever one of them. Pray tell how I am suddenly perfect for home wrecking your folks good marriage? Why on earth would you want me to do that? You actually want me to go over there and bang my nice, kind, and gorgeous mother-in-law, Myrtle?"
"You aren't going to wreck their marriage. You might just save it! My mother just turned forty-six years old. Her birthday a month ago ring a bell? My father is sixteen years older than she is, and last year..." She looked at the floor in apparent shame, "He just stopped wanting or having sex. PERIOD. None. Nada. Zip. Zilch. I swear all that man thinks about is fucking golf. He watches the golf channel, he plays five times a week. Last year, when you bought him a golf club-" her eyes were on fire as she spoke of it. I interrupted her to remind her it was just a very nice golf gift.
"-Carbon fiber. It is a very good club." I interjected.
Jan waved her hand, "...Whatever. He almost cried about the fucking stupid damn club-"
I interrupted her again.
"-Hey, I gave it to him as a gift from BOTH of us. Your name was on the gift tag first. He did kiss you.-"
Janice lost her cool and screamed at me, "-I don't give a fuck about the damn club you big du-" She had caught herself. She used to call me "big dummy" a lot and I got very upset with her about it. Maybe I am a big dummy. Jan looked at me square in the eyes and said, "You really need to understand. I'm not joking around here about this. She needs your dick really badly and I'm not only giving you permission, I am telling you to FUCK MY MOM. Is there any reason you can't or won't do this for me? For her? She has always been good to you. She loves you. Well?" Janice looked at me. She was so fuckin pissed off at me, like it was my fault her mom was... is a golf widow. And Jan had determined that my cock was...the remedy?! I don't even get a say in the matter?
"What happens when Myrtle falls in love with me?" I asked. I thought it was a reasonable question.
"She already has fallen in love with you, you big-" Jan caught herself again. "She told me on my wedding day that she was absolutely in love with you." She said it without rancor or anger.
"Did you know that she saw your cock that day? Well, actually it was two days before, when you fucked me on my parent's back porch. Both of my folks saw you in action, fucking me on that glider. They were definitely both impressed with your quality and quantity too. My Mom almost drooled, telling me about them peeking out the window at me and you fucking like rabbits. I must have come ten times, and every single one of them was a huge cum." She looked happy in the sexy remembrance.
"Wait, they saw me fucking the daylights out of you... Did they see me..." I stopped.
"...Pull out of my cunt and shoot your cum in my mouth. Yep, they saw that too. Mom said that you should be a porn star. Dad said he was just jealous of the big equipment you carry. So now...My Mom needs that big meat pole of yours in her twat." Janice never cursed or said words like twat, but she just did, and she was smiling. " You know when she um... Ahh... masterbates, she thinks about your big thick dick. She admitted that to me years ago and she still dreams about sucking on Mr Happy here." Jan was absentmindedly stroking my cock and licking her plump lips.
"You say that so, so very romantically. Like I was a porn star, or just a stud horse or something." This was a losing battle. Janice got something in her thick skull and it may as well be carved into stone.
I should mention, my wife and I have a somewhat open marriage. I am often away on business, and I find myself alone in strange hotels, and horny. She sits at home and is the same way. I came home and found out she is a bit bisexual. I found out the hard way, walking into our bedroom and her and her sister were in sixty-nine. We had words, and fought, and made up, and the upshot is that either one of us can have a little bit of strange now and then. Just no falling in love or dissing each other. And always condoms unless there is a verifiable medical clearance. I found out one other tidbit. My wife likes to see me in action. Who am I kidding, she LOVES to see me fuck! She gets so very excited. Occasionally, her sister needs to "get herself serviced" by me and her. She goes bonkers, it excites her so much! Truth is, I don't mind fucking her and her sister. Her sister Pam has a huge rack, and a plump delicious ass. She loves fucking me and her sister too! Her sister has been begging my wife to let me give her a baby. I don't know how that chat is going to turn out.
"You are my favorite stud horse. You are my stallion. My big bull... Look at the bright side. You are going to get to play with Mom's huge hooters. They are way bigger than my tits. I have seen the look in your eyes when we go over on the holidays. The time at Cape Cod when she was in the pool. Your cock was hard as a rock and sticking out of your bathing suit. You were watching her juggs jiggling. Don't deny it. I saw it. So just go over there and give her a good suck and fuck." Jan smiled at my discomfort.
"Ok, your Mom has a fantastic rack, and I may have taken notice of Myrtle's big, uhh attributes." I had already ogled her mom's huge juggs, and both women were well aware of my weakness for her large breasts.