Unknown - His incestuous wife

"Let's go in the back and fuck," he said.

"Yes. Yes," Virginia answered, "fuck me, fuck me! I want it!"

She let the man lead her to the rear of the bus and quickly came down in his lap. He had taken out his cock on the way back and it went up between her thigh. She pressed it against her cunt and then put her arms around him again. They kissed several tunes before the man pushed her back and opened the front of her dress. When he got her bra lower and pressed his mouth over a big nipple, she moaned loudly and instinctively twisted around until she straddled his lap. Her hand found his prick. It wasn't a big cock, but still quite adequate, and with little effort, she got the head in her cant. She moaned again and let her weight down, pushing the nice, hard prick all the way in her cunt-hole.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she chanted softly, bouncing in rhythm with the moving bus. She came very quickly in this position and with one of her tits pressed against his open mouth.

"Lay down and let me get on top of you," he said, his chin resting between her big jugs.

Virginia didn't care any more and raised up, pulling his shaft out of her cant. She wanted to fuck some more and lay out on the seat across the back of the bus. The man mounted her, easing down between her outspread legs, pushed his cock up inside her cant again. He started fucking in a slow, delicious motion, his cock sliding in and out. She knew she would hate herself in the morning, so she abandoned all thought of tomorrow and lifted to meet each and every thrust.

Although the bus driver could see what was going on, he continued pushing the bus on down the road. He eased his cock out of his pants and glancing to the road and then back to the mirror, pulled steadily on his long pecker. When he came, he let the thick load squirt onto the floor between his feet.

Virginia felt the delicious thrill of another come, and then the hot wetness as he spurted his jizz.

"Let it go, honey, let it go! Empty your load in mammas cunt! Come hard, baby, let me make you feel so good!" she cried.

They lay there like that for a long while. His cock shrank and slipped from her cunt to lay stickily between her thighs. She had come so many times that she hurt, but it was such a good hurt. She held the man tightly on top of her, wanting his cock back inside, wishing it would stay hard and jammed in her pussy all night long.

She didn't know if they petted the rest of the night or slept, but as the first threads of dawn streamed into the bus, she kneeled between his legs and sucked his cock.

The driver could see them plainly now; the man sat in the middle of the seat framed perfectly in his mirror and it was getting almost daylight. He could see the man's prick sliding in and out of Virginia's mouth; he could see her huge tits bouncing up and down, and he could see her naked ass since her skirt was up around her hips. He reached for his cock again, wiping wetly at his lips with his tongue when the man's hand slid down her ass and a finger pushed into her asshole.

Virginia. was coming hard from the man's finger-fucking her asshole when the first long string of goo squirted into her mouth. The head of his cock continued to spit until her mouth was almost full and she had to swallow. Her head reeled as his slime slipped down her throat.

When there was no more cum to swallow, she got to her feet and mechanically pushed her skirt into place and, with both tits still exposed, returned to her seat. She did remember to button her dress then, and was asleep in minutes.

Virginia hadn't slept more than a couple of hours when the bus stopped in a small town, rousing her from sleep. By the time she got the cobwebs from her brain, the bus was in motion again and she noticed the boy and his mother had gotten off. She didn't look around to see if the man who had fucked her was still there; she was sure he was.

Her cunt felt a little sore, and she chastised herself for her lewd behavior. For twenty years of marriage she had been a chaste, even at times prudish woman, and God, look at her now! Her sexual appetite had gown to monstrous proportions. She had to get control of her emotions, to curb her appetite. Yet, fucking was so much fun, such a marvelous feeling. She knew it would be difficult to stop now.

She saw a road sign through the window and realized the next stop was hers. It had been a long time since she'd seen Jerry, six years to be exact. She had never liked Joan, his wife, whom she felt was too flashy, too flirty, and too brazen. She had missed seeing Jerry, though, and their son, Jay. He was only seven when she'd seen him jut. He was nineteen now. Unbelievable.

When the bus came to a halt, she glanced out the window and saw them waiting for her. She left the bus without looking back. Jerry grabbed her in his arms and whirled her around. "It's so good to see you, Sis!" he cried, kissing her on both cheeks.

"It's been too long, Jerry. I've missed seeing you so much, but don't you dare look at me. I'm a mess." Her dress was badly wrinkled and she knew her makeup was all gone. "Damn buses," she whispered, "I tossed and turned all night long." She knew she was lying, and blushed, yet felt strangely marvelous.

She was startled at the appearance of her sister-in-law; she had never approved of the marriage. Joan wore a short-short skirt and a terribly tight blouse. She obviously wore no bra since both her nipples poked through the thin blouse like they were buttons. She looks like one loose, hot fuck, and in front of her young son, Virginia thought.

She was even more startled with her nephew. He had grown so, almost as tall as she, and was so slim and perfect-looking. She threw her arms around him and kissed him almost on the mouth, but not quite. "You've grown so much, Jay. I remember you as just a little guy, but look at you now." She held him at arm's length.

Jew' loaded her bags in the car and drove straight home. She immediately took a hot bath and put on fresh clothes. When she emerged fresh and crisp, they had a round of brandy to toast her visit. Even Jay got a drink, something he usually didn't. He was quite taken with his lovely, full-bodied aunt who showed a definite interest in him.

Joan had a big meal planned, and after the toast, retired to the kitchen. Virginia followed, eager to make herself helpful wherever she could.

"How's that big stud of a husband of yours?" Joan asked.

Virginia thought it was strange the way she phrased the question, but shrugged it off. "Well, he's still a big stud," she said, then giggled in spite of herself. "And getting bigger every day."

"Really?" Joan gasped.

"Yes, really," Virginia said, "you should see him."

"God, I'd love to," Joan said almost under her breath.

Virginia assumed that Joan was talking about the size of the man, but Joan was thinking about the size of Harvey's cock. She knew he was hung like a horse because she had been skewered on his huge, curved prick. He'd fucked the shit out of her.

She remembered it well, even though it had happened six years ago. They were on vacation and had stopped for a few days visit. It was hot summer day and Virginia, Jerry, and Jay had gone to the zoo. Joan begged off because she had a headache. She was on the patio in shorts and halter when Harvey came home from work. Hewn a big man, though at that time thirty pounds lighter, and still had most of his hair. He Was quite an imposing figure.

"Where's the rest of the mob?" he asked when he stepped out to the patio.

"They went to the zoo," Joan answered.

"And left you here?"

"I had a terrific headache," she said. "It's better now. I took a couple of aspirin."

He looked down at the remarkable young woman lying on the chaise lounge and drooled. She was only twenty-three and exquisitely proportioned. She was a beauty, too, blue-eyed and blonde. "What you really need is a drink. I'll do the honors," he said.