Lew Woods: Family secrets

"It's not what you've done, it's what you haven't done," Carter explained. "You never have tried to be sexually exciting, and here lately that damn school of yours has been taking up all your time. I don't want a wife who can quote Shakespeare to me. I want one who can fuck."

"Oh, Carter," Melinda begged, "I'm sorry! Please forgive me. I'll do whatever you want me to do. Let's go make love right now. Just please don't go back to Mom or Cathy."

"The first thing I want you to do is to quit using that phrase making love," Carter ordered. "I don't want to make love to you. I want to fuck you, and I'm not going to make any promises about never going back to your mother or sister either."

"Okay," Melinda relented. "You don't have to. Just give me a chance to compete with them. I'll show you that I can fuck just as well as they can – maybe better. I'll wear your big dick out if you'll just give me a chance."

"That's my girl," Carter smiled.

Melinda's face glowed with joy through her tears. "I have an idea," she beamed.

"Oh, what's that?"

"I bet you can't rape me," she teased.

"Oh, yeah?" Carter said, gladly accepting the challenge. He stepped toward his wife, reached out, and grasped her arm strongly, but she twisted free. Melinda darted away from him and ran toward the bedroom. Carter chased after her at a gallop.

Melinda reached the bedroom and slammed the door shut in front of her pursuer. She leaned her weight against the door to try to hold it shut, but Carter burst through it with a powerful lunge and knocked his wife to the floor.

Melinda scrambled to her feet and faced her sex-crazed husband. Carter grabbed her arm, and she pulled wildly but could not shake loose from his powerful grip a second time. She screamed and kicked Carter's shins. She scratched his face with her long, sharp fingernails and bit him on the arm.

"Ouch!" he yelled. "You Goddamn bitch, I'm going to rape the hell out of you!"

"The hell if you are, you big son-of-a-bitch!"

Carter backhanded Melinda across the face, and she sprawled to the floor. She kicked up at her husband furiously and landed one blow to his groin area. Carter managed to straddle Melinda and hold her down. He began taking his shirt off as Melinda squirmed desperately and pummeled his chest with wild, flailing fists. After he had gotten his shirt off, he reached down and grabbed Melinda's dress and ripped it from her writhing body. He reached between her fleshy tits and tore her bra off.

"Help!" Melinda screamed. "I'm being raped!"

Melinda was playing her role to the hilt. Carter jumped up and caught her kicking legs in his arms. He grabbed her feet and pulled her shoes off. Next he tore her pantyhose from her legs, leaving her with only her panties still on. Melinda clutched her legs in her arms and rolled into a ball as if in a final desperate effort to protect her womanhood. Still Carter managed to get hold of her panties and rip them from her body, and he glanced determinedly at the triangle of black fleece where her legs met.

Carter jerked his own shoes off and began unsnapping his pants, but Melinda was not through with the struggle. She bolted to her feet and landed a solid punch in her husband's stomach. Carter bowed over in pain.

"Take that, you low-life bastard!" Melinda screamed.

"You fucking slut!"

He grabbed Melinda and slung her to the bed. Before she could recover, he quickly shed his remaining clothes. She bounded back up and charged her husband blindly. Carter lowered his shoulder into her gut, and the two bodies met with a thud. Carter hurled her back to the bed with a mighty tackle.

"Oh, shit," Melinda groaned in pain.

Carter sprang on top of her with all his weight. She wrestled and grunted beneath him but could not work free. Carter tried to work his body between Melinda's legs, but his wife resisted with all her might. The two lovers fought each other violently, their bodies drenched in sweat. Finally Carter managed to spread Melinda's strong legs and crawl between them. His huge dick was swollen enormously and primed for action. Carter battered Melinda's cunt area ferociously with his savage dick.

"Stop it!" Melinda screamed. "You Goddamn big-dicked bastard!"

"No way!" yelled Carter ecstatically. "You asked for it and you're going to get it! I'm going to rape the hell out of you, dear wife! I'm going to fuck your luscious hairy cunt until it hurts!"

"Not without a fight," Melinda vowed. She scratched her husband's back and naked chest with her fierce claws, and blood poured from the gashes.

Carter kept prodding Melinda's pussy violently, and finally he found his target. His immense cock shot into her twat with an explosive thrust.

"Oh, no!" yelled Melinda. "You fucking rapist! Get that damn telephone pole out of me!"

Melinda bucked her husband savagely, but Carter rode her as if she were a wild bronco. Soon her reckless bucks subsided into rhythmic thrusts. She began fucking her husband in return as he fucked her.

"That's my baby," Carter encouraged. "That's the way to fuck."

"Oh, my God!" Melinda exclaimed. Her voice was strained and betrayed her physical exhaustion, but she kept hunching up at her husband with her hungry cunt. The violent struggle had awakened animal desires in her, and she lusted after her husband's cock. From somewhere she called up a reserve of energy and began fucking with renewed vigor.

"I never knew you could fuck like this before," Carter commented. He continued to pump his wife's cunt with deep thrusts of his hard shaft.

"I didn't know it myself!" Melinda cried joyously. "Oh, Carter, fuck me! Fuck my pussy!"

Carter pounded away at Melinda's receptive cunt, punishing it with savage plunges. He felt an enormous wad welling up inside his long prick. "Are you about ready to come?" he asked his wife. "I can't hold it much longer."

"Just a little longer," Melinda pleaded. "Fuck me just a little longer."

Carter continued to deliver strong thrusts to Melinda's deep pussy. "Oh, yes!" she screamed as she approached climax. "Oh, my God, yes! Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! Oh, hell! Oh, Goddamn, yes! Oh, shit!"

Melinda's body vibrated in orgasm as Carter unloaded his wad into her churning cunt. "Oh, Carter, honey!" Melinda cried. "I love you! I love your big did I love for you to fuck me. I love for you to rape me!"

"You were pretty damn good yourself," Carter observed.

He started to pull out, but Melinda clutched him around his chest and held him on top of her. "No, not yet," she begged. "Leave it in me a little longer."

Carter relaxed and lay his weight back down on his wife. He could feel Melinda's cunt still chewing slightly on his dick.

"Oh, Carter," Melinda began, "I'm sorry if I haven't been sexy enough for you. I won't let it happen again. I promise. I'll be as horny as you want me to be. I'll fuck every day if you want to."

The two lay still for several minutes, but then Carter began to feel a slight rhythmic pressure beneath him.

"Let's do it again," Melinda whispered.

"I don't know whether I can," Carter laughed. "Remember I just got through fucking your mom before I came home. I'm about worn out."

"Yes," Melinda said resignedly, "I guess I was trying not to think about that."

There was a moment of silence, and then Melinda smiled up at her husband. "How was I?" she asked sincerely.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean in comparison to Mom."

"You sure as hell held your own," Carter said. "I guess I'd have to rate it a toss-up."

"Carter, I want you to know that I really meant it when I said I wouldn't try to keep you from going back to Mom or Cathy," Melinda said. "I'd be lying if I said I didn't care, but I'm not going to try to stop you. I asked you to just give me a chance to compete with them, and you have. I think I can out fuck either of them, but if you still want to keep fucking them, too, I'll understand."