Part One: Sam and Hannah
Sam Bursman gazed down at his sleeping wife. The sheet was down around her waist, exposing her naked breasts to his view. Always at home she wore very modest pajamas. But now, thanks to his son and his family, she was sleeping nude.
This was really the first chance he had to look at her breasts in their full naked glory. Gently, so as not to awaken her, he reached out and cupped one breast, feeling it's weight and softness. As he caressed the melon-shaped globe and rubbed his thumb over the pale pink nipple, he relived in his mind the events of the night before. His cock quickly hardened at the thought of all of the incestuous fucking that had gone on.
Looking down at his wife's breast, he noticed that the nipple was beginning to harden in arousal. Leaning over, he took the hard nubbin in his mouth and began sucking on it. Hannah moaned in her sleep and pushed her breast into Sam's mouth. As he licked and pulled on one breast, he reached over to squeeze and knead the other one.
Suddenly Hannah shifted a little in bed and Sam felt a hand wrap around his hard cock. "Mmmmm! What a nice way to wake up," she said. "I hope you're ready to finish what you've started, though. You're getting me hot and horny. And now you're going to have to fuck me good before we get out of this bed. ... But I can see you are up for the job." She smiled as she stroked his jutting manhood.
Sam looked up into his wife's smiling face. He still couldn't believe how much she had changed. But here she was, holding his penis, and telling him she needed him to fuck her. He was going to have to remember to thank his son later, after he had fulfilled his wife's need.
He raised up and kissed her. She responded by offering him her tongue. He groaned as he sucked on it, pouring his soul into the kiss. At the same time he moved one hand down over her stomach and between her thighs. She quickly spread her legs to give him access to her steaming cunt. His probing fingers found her wet hole open and ready for fucking.
He broke the kiss and said, "Oh, wow, Hannah! You're already wet and ready for me."
"Mmmm, yes," she replied, pushing her mound hard against his hand. "Ever since Paul showed me how great sex is I can't seem to get enough. I'm always hot and wet, ready to fuck. I guess I'm turning into a real fuck-slut for my family. Does that bother you, Sam?"
"Oh, goodness, no!" he replied. "You have no idea how long I have wished and dreamed for this very thing. I love you, Hannah. And I want to show you just how much by fucking your brains out."
Hannah wrapped her arms around her husband and pulled him down into a tight bear hug. "Oh, Sam. I love you. I was so afraid I had lost you when I found those sex magazines. I was desperate. I ran to Paul for help. And he showed me how much it was my own fault for not telling you about my past, not getting help a long time ago."
Sam pushed himself up so he could breath. "It's okay, Hannah." he said, gazing into her lust-filled eyes. "Those magazines only helped me relieve my sexual tensions. I never stopped loving you. I never would have left you."
"Well now you won't need them at all," she smiled, poking him playfully in the ribs, "because I intend to handle all of your sexual tensions myself. Any time you feel the need, you just let me know. My mouth, my pussy, and my ass are yours to fuck anytime you want."
"Oh, Hannah! How I love to hear you say that." Sam kissed his wife, again squeezing her breast as he pushed two fingers into her hungry hole.
Then he broke the kiss, this time to begin kissing his way down over her neck and shoulders to her heaving breasts. There he licked and sucked each one, savoring the feel and taste of them. Hannah ran her fingers through his hair and pulled his face deeper into her fleshly tits. "Suck them, Sam. Suck my hot tits. Oooohhhh, that feels so good." Once again she began stroking his hard cock, enjoying the feel of it in her hand.
After several minutes, Sam licked and sucked his way down over her stomach to her hairless mound, leaving a trail of kisses and saliva as he went. Hannah raised her legs and opened her thighs to give him full access to her steaming pussy. The lips were puffy and blood-filled, giving them a nice red hue. They gaped open, revealing the pink interior of her vagina. Pungent juices leaked out to flow down her crack. The smell was intoxicating.
Sam took a deep breath, drawing the musky odor deep into his nostrils. And then he dove head first into the well. Quickly his face became covered with his wife's pussy juice. He licked and sucked everywhere he could reach as he tried to drink down as much of it as he could. She tasted even better than Mary or Lydia, he thought. He was really going to love eating his wife's mature pussy as often as he could.
Hannah squirmed as she pushed her leaking twat into her husband's face. "OOOOhhhhh, yyyyeeessss! Suck my hot cunt. ... Eat my wet pussy. ... Push your tongue in me and fuck me. ... Ssshhhiiiitttt, Sam. That feels so good. ...Oh fuck, why did I wait so long to do this? ...You're going to make me cum, you horny fucker. ... Suck my clit, honey! Hurry! Make me cum! ... Ooooohhhhh, fffuuuccckkkiiinnnggg ssshhhiiittt!"
Her words burned into Sam's brain. Never had he heard her talk this way. But he loved it. Enflamed, he attacked her clit. He licked and sucked on it for all he was worth. He could feel the throbbing beat of his heart in his temples. The blood flowed hot in his veins as he enjoyed the feeling of power he had to drive his wife wild with sexual energy. Pushing his tongue hard against her extended clit, he suddenly drove three fingers up inside her steaming depths.
Hannah bucked her hips, arching her back. She grabbed her husband's head in both hands and pulled him tight into her superheated cunt. And then she came, pouring her cum-juice into his waiting mouth. "Ccccuuuummmmmiiinnngggg! Oh fuck! Yyyyeeeesssss!"
Sam continued his attack on his wife's pussy, drinking the copious flow of juices that poured from it, until she collapsed back onto the bed after her orgasm subsided. Lifting his head, he watched her heaving breasts as she tried to regain her breath. His face literally dripped with her cum.
Hannah looked at her husband and smiled. Then, suddenly, she jumped up, knocking him over onto his back. She quickly straddled his hips, grabbed his hard cock, pointed it at her bald hole and sat down hard, impaling herself on it in one swift stroke.
Taken totally by surprise, Sam groaned loudly as his cock was engulfed by the molten heat of his wife's cunt. "I told you last night we were going to fuck our brains out this morning." she told him. "And it starts now. You really got me going with that wonderful cunt sucking you did. And now you're going to reap the benefits, you horny bastard, you."
With that she began to bounce up and down on his hard cock, fucking him for all she was worth. She ground her hips this way and that, up and down, back and forth, driving her clit into his pelvic bone, as her pubic mound slapped against him again and again.
Sam grabbed her hips and drove himself up into her hot depths. He matched her, thrust for thrust. As she leaned forward to get better leverage, he caught one of her swaying tits in his mouth and sucked hard on the pointed hard nipple.
