Lew Woods: Family secrets

"You mean that's all I get?" Samantha asked in a hurt tone. "A wham-bam, thank you, ma'am?"

"Take it or leave it," Carter said evenly. "If you're good, I'll give you a replay."

"Fair enough," Samantha agreed.

The two began peeling their clothes off together, but Carter stopped to watch his sister-in-law. She had only her bra and panties left on, and Carter wanted to examine what was under them.

Samantha walked over to Carter. "Unsnap me," she said coyly. She turned her back to Carter, and he unsnapped her bra expertly.

Carter reached around Samantha's sleek body and gasped her tits. He pulled her against himself and moved his hands down her slender waist. He slipped his hands inside her polka-dot panties and eased them down her full thighs and over her curved calves.

Carter stood up and turned the naked woman around for his examination. He stared at her beautiful olive complexion, set off by her dark nipple area on top of two smooth mounds of flesh, and the triangle of kinky black fleece above her cunt.

"So far, so good?" Samantha asked.

"Lovely," Carter said.

"You won't be disappointed."

"I'm sure I won't," Carter agreed as he continued to admire the specimen before him.

"I see Cathy wasn't lying," Samantha observed. "You are hung pretty good, handsome man."

"So Cathy's the one you've been talking to?" Carter asked.

"Yes, little sister said you could really fuck, but after all, it was her first time," Samantha said. "What does she know?"

"Well, be your own judge."

Carter pulled Samantha against his chest strongly, eased her back on the bed, and lay on top of her. He kissed her pretty puckered lips, and she answered with warm, wet kisses. Their tongues met, and their bodies became active. Samantha squirmed beneath Carter, and he wrestled on top of her. He felt the soft pressure of her fine tits surging up against his chest. Samantha clasped her strong legs around Carter's body in a scissors lock, and Carter's big bolt began searching for its hole. His cock prodded her hairy cunt area teasingly, and she shivered in excitement.

Samantha unclasped her legs and spread them far apart with her toes pointed skyward. Carter stopped probing the outside of her fleecy cunt and went down between her parted legs. Carefully he spread the lips of her cunt, and he licked her clit. Delicately he nibbled on it until it grew hard and erect. Still gnawing on her clit, he reached up and began finger-fucking her pussy. The simultaneous action caused Samantha's hole to widen enormously, and her pussy engulfed Carter's comparatively tiny finger.

"Oh, my God, yes!" Samantha gasped ecstatically.

Carter came up, and Samantha went down on him ravenously. She enveloped his tall cock in her mouth and ate it hungrily. She bobbed up and down on the huge wad recklessly. As she came back up, she licked the head of his large shaft gently, and her hand caressed his balls delicately at the same time.

"Fuck me now, you big stud," she implored. "Do your thing with your thing."

Carter rolled his sister-in-law over onto her stomach and pressed her to the bed. He mounted her determinedly and spread her legs apart. He lay on her soft ass and entered her liquid cunt from behind.

"Mmm, yes," Samantha moaned.

She crawled to her knees and threw her ass into the air. She spread the cheeks of her ass with her flexed butt muscles to allow deeper penetration of Carter's long rod into her cavernous cunt. Carter pounded away at the juicy pussy with her soft ass cushioning his powerful thrusts. Samantha gripped the bed rail with both hands to prevent being knocked forward by the impact of Carter's flailing pelvis against her hiked ass.

Carter reached around one of Samantha's meaty thighs and began fingering her clit from beneath as he continued to drill her wide pussy.

"Oh, skit!" Samantha squealed. "Oh, my God, don't do that! It's driving me crazy! Stop it, you horny bastard!"

Carter kept teasing her clit with his fingers and fucking her simultaneously, and Samantha's protest dissolved into moans of ecstasy.

"Mmm, yes," she groaned. "Keep doing it. Keep fucking me, Carter." A succession of animalistic groans of pleasure poured from her throat.

Carter loaded his gun with warm jism and exploded it into Samantha's famished cunt. The hunched-over woman began coming when she felt the warm cum spurt inside her, and her body continued to tremble in orgasm even after Carter's deep thrusts into her cunt had ceased.

"Oh, my God, Carter!" she praised. "Cathy was right. That was the best fuck I've ever had. Oh, I love you and your big dick!"

Samantha's taut muscles relaxed, and she fell to the bed on her belly. Carter lay on top of her, still joined sexually to her.

"How about me?" she continued. "Was I as good as Cathy?"

"Yeah," Carter agreed, "maybe so, but not as good as your mother."

"My mother!" Samantha exclaimed. "What the hell are you talking about? Do you mean you fucked Mom, too?"

"Why shouldn't I?" Carter challenged. "She deserves to have some fun, too. Besides, she's a fine fuck."

"But you didn't give me a fair chance," Samantha argued. "I'm just now getting warmed up, and you have to go back to work. I can fuck better than all of them if you just give me a chance."

Carter pulled out and got up from bed. He began putting his clothes back on. "I told you I'd give you another chance if you were good enough."

"Well, was I?" Samantha asked anxiously.

"Yeah. Where can I get in touch with you?"

"Why don't I just call you at work?" Samantha suggested.

"Okay."

He wrote his phone number at work on a slip of paper and handed it to her. He finished dressing and walked back over to his latest lover, who still lay naked on her belly in bed. Carter leaned down and kissed her lightly on the ass.

"See you, Sam," he said, then turned and walked toward the door.

"Bye, lover," Samantha answered.

When Carter returned to his warehouse job that afternoon, he was met by his bass. "Hey, Greene, some chick called a while ago, and she wants you to call her back," the boss said. "Didn't sound like your wife either." Carter's boss grinned knowingly.

"Did she leave a number?"

"Yeah, it's right here." He handed Carter a slip of paper with the Henderson's phone number on it. Carter went up front to a vacated office to place the call.

He assumed that it was Beverly who had called, but it was Cathy who answered the phone. "Hello, Cathy, this is Carter. Did you call me here at work a few minutes ago?"

"Yes," Cathy said. "I wanted to talk to you."

"What about?"

"I just wondered why you hadn't been back over to see me," Cathy cooed. "It's been a whole week. Did Mom scare you off?"

"No, I guess I've just been too busy," Carter explained. "What are you doing out of school today, anyway?"

"I stayed home because I thought Monday was your day off." Cathy explained. "I tried to call you at home several times, but nobody answered. So I decided to try to get hold of you at work. I'm sorry for calling you there."

"Just don't make a habit of it," Carter cautioned. "What do you want, anyway?"

"I thought maybe you'd want to come over today," Cathy explained. "You did last Monday."

"Today's not my day off," Carter clarified. "It's Thursday, but I get off work at three-thirty. I can come by then if you want me to."

"That'll be fine," Cathy enthused. "Mom's out shopping, and she usually takes all day when she goes on one of her sprees."

"Okay, I'll see you in a couple of hours," Carter said. He hung up and went back to work.

At 3:30 Carter hopped in his car and headed for his young sister-in-law's home. Carter parked his car in the driveway and walked to the door. Cathy swung the door open and greeted him before he could ring the doorbell.