Kathy's New ****** by Walt
It was dark and raining, and Kathy hated driving under those conditions. She was already upset that her husband had been called away on business that day and would be gone for a month, she didn't need this added aggravation as she drove to work. At 45 years old, she was tired of working the graveyard shift. Hell, she was tired of working period. But there was still one child in college to pay tuition bills for, so the option of quitting just wasn't there. She was lost in thought as she took the turn just a little too fast. As she felt the car starting to go into a slide, she panicked . Jerking the steering wheel and turning it hard, she lost what little control she had of the vehicle, and it flipped over, rolling twice before it came to a rest against a large tree. Kathy could smell gasoline, and knew she had to get out of the car. She found the release on the seat belt and then managed to get the door open. She crawled out of the inverted wreck and stood up. Dazed, she began to walk toward the road. She was almost there when the car exploded. The shock wave picked her up and threw her out onto the pavement. She struck the roadway and bounced, the back of her head hitting the black top squarely. She lay there, unconscious, blood trickling from her ears and nose. The pickup truck almost ran over her before the driver saw her and swerved around her prostrate form. It stopped and backed up. Two men got out and approached her cautiously. "Is she dead?" one of them asked. "How the Hell do I know until I check?" his companion answered. He bent over Kathy, and checked for a pulse. "Yep, she's still alive!" he exclaimed. His partner was looking at the smoldering remains of her car across the way. "I'll go see if there's anybody else in the car," he offered. "Screw that!" the man with Kathy spat. "They're deader'n shit if they're in that wreck. And we got us a live woman here who needs us." He looked up with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "And she probably will be very grateful to us both." His partner smiled. "Yeah, grateful," he repeated. Between them, they got Kathy off the ground and into the bed of the truck. The driver pulled a tarp over her before he closed the tailgate. They got into the cab and drove away from the crash site. The rain continued, washing away the bloodstains in the road.
Kathy opened her eyes slowly. She was lying in a bed in a dimly lit room. She tried to sit up, but the throbbing pain in her head forced her back down onto the pillow. A low moan escaped from her as she closed her eyes again. Her hand went to her head and felt a cloth wrap that went around her forehead and the back of her head. She opened her eyes again, just in time to see the door on the far wall open and a man come into the room. He was fairly tall, about five ten, and had a beer gut that protruded over his stained blue jeans. He was wearing a gray sweat shirt that looked two sizes too small, and emphasized his belly. He had brown hair that was pulled into a pigtail. A lit cigarette hung from his lips. "How you doin'?" he asked her. Kathy answered slowly. "I'm not sure. My head hurts like Hell, and I don't have any idea where I am right now." She paused and a distressed look came over her face. "In fact, I can't even remember my own name right now." The man at the door stepped into the room and came closer. "What do you remember, sweetheart?" he asked her cautiously. Kathy thought for a minute before answering him. "I can't remember anything!" she almost wailed. "I can't!" Panic started to enter her voice and she sat up in spite of the pain in her head. When she did, the blanket covering her fell away, revealing she was naked. Hurriedly, she covered herself up. "Baby," the man began smoothly, "Everything is okay." A smile spread across his features from ear to ear, revealing teeth in dire need of dental work. "You're home." Kathy looked confused. "Home?" he repeated. "But I don't recognize any of this, and I don't know you." The smile faded from his face. "Aw sunshine," he began, "that bump on your head must have rattled your brain." He moved over and sat on the foot of the bed. Kathy reached back and felt the bandage again. "I don't believe you can't remember your very own husband," he shook his head for effect. "Or the house you been living in for the last six years." Kathy took her hand away from the bandage and looked at the man. "You're my husband?" She asked tentatively. He nodded. "Yep. And this is our home." He moved up the bed until he was sitting by her side. She looked at him, and tears began to well up in her eyes. "But I really can't remember. Not even my own name...or yours." The tears spilled out of her eyes and ran down her cheeks. "I feel so alone right now!" He reached out and put his arms around her, pulling her toward him. "That's all right baby," he assured her. "Everything's gonna be just fine." She relaxed a little as he held her, and he kissed her bandaged forehead. "Just fine." Her breathing relaxed as he held her, and he realized she was dozing off again. He gently laid her back on the pillow and stood up to leave. As he was about to go out the door, her voice called out to him. "What's my name?" He turned and answered her slowly, "Bobbie, sweetheart. Your name is Bobbie." He looked at her. "And my name is Bill." She thought for a moment. "Bobbie," she repeated. "Bobbie." And then she laid down and closed her eyes. When he was sure she was sleeping, Bill went into the next room and closed the door behind him, a broad smile creasing his face.
When Kathy woke up, she realized she wasn't alone in the bed. She could feel someone snuggled up behind her so they were nested like a pair of spoons. "Bill?" she called out softly. "Bill, is that you?" She waited cautiously for an answer. A soft moan and a hand reached around to cup her breast. "Yeah, baby, it's me." Kathy relaxed as his fingers manipulated her nipple, making it stiffen and stand up. "You always did like that," Bill said. Kathy just moaned slightly in response. She could feel his cock beginning to stiffen as well, poking her. She rolled over onto her back and looked at Bill. He bent forward and kissed her, still massaging her swelling nipple. He slid his tongue past her lips and into her hot mouth. As she relaxed even more, Bill slid his hand down between her legs. She parted them slightly to give him access, and he carefully slid one finger into her pussy. She was soaking wet already, and he slid a second finger in to join the first. She arched her back slightly as he began to work on her clit, playing with the fleshy bud until it began to swell also. Her tongue moved frantically into his mouth, and her hand reached down to grab his now hard prick, stroking it slowly. "Yeah, baby," he moaned to her, "Play with my cock." Kathy continued to stroke him with one hand, reaching down to fondle his balls with the other. "Oh, yeah, Bobbie," Bill groaned and began to work her clit harder. Kathy began stroking his cock faster, her grip tightening. "Aahh FUCK!" she screamed as she came. She pulled his hand away. "Come into me now!" she muttered. Bill positioned himself between her legs as she spread them wide. His cock stood straight out, a proud ten inches of manhood. "Put it in, baby," he told her. "Put it where you want it." Kathy reached down and guided the head of his fat cock to the entrance to her pussy. Bill held it there for a minute, looking down at the panting woman. He began to push forward, looking down at his prick as it slowly forced her pouting pussy lips apart. The head slowly moved forward and disappeared inside of her sopping wet cunt. Kathy's eyes grew big and she mumbled "So big!" Bill paused with his cockhead just inside of her. "Ready for the rest?" he teased her. Kathy looked him in the eyes and nodded, licking her lips. "Give it to me, honey." Bill pushed forward again, slowly easing his rock hard cock into her. He watched as inch by inch his prick slid into her. She was tight for a bitch her age. Her old man must have the world's smallest cock, he thought to himself. With five inches into her, she gasped and he paused. Her eyes were closed and she was visibly panting. He withdrew a couple of inches and then slid forward again, this time pushing until his pubic hairs meshed with hers. Buried to the hilt! She came then and there, her full pussy spasming around his cock until he almost blew his load. He waited until her orgasm passed, and began to fuck her with slow, short strokes. It wasn't very long before he increased the length of the strokes. He took her ankles and placed them on his shoulders. Then the serious fucking began. He pounded her pussy as he slammed forward into her, his balls slapping her ass and making her grunt on each stroke. He would pull back until just the head of his cock remained inside of her and then slam forward again! Kathy/Bobbie lost track of the orgasms she was having. All she could think of was the wonderful cock that was filling her and giving her such pleasure. Tears ran down her face and she muttered "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," almost in time to the strokes. Bill obliged by fucking her as hard as he could. They kept at it for nearly twenty minutes before Bill growled, "I'm cummin', cummin' baby!" He slammed forward and held himself deep inside of her as the cum boiled up from his balls and shot down the length of his huge prick. When it erupted from his cock into her womb, Kathy came yet again. He couldn't remember ever cumming so much at one time, as he counted the number of times he spurted his hot seed into this stranger. When he finally stopped pumping his load into her, he collapsed and rolled over to one side. "Oh, wow!" Kathy/Bobbie said. "Wow!" Bill grinned at her. "Yeah, baby, wow!" She looked at him with a gleam in her eyes. "I love you, Bill." He smiled at her. "And I love you, too, Bobbie." They fell asleep in each others arms, Bill's cum slowly leaking out of Kathy's pussy.
Kathy could feel Bill's stiff cock poking her butt as she woke up again. It was still dark in the room, and she reached around behind herself to stroke him. "You are the horniest man," she laughed as she squeezed him affectionately. She laughed again as he turned her onto her stomach and raised her ass up. Without a word, he got on his knees behind her and positioned himself between her legs. Kathy moaned as she rested her head on the pillow. "Yeah, honey, fuck me doggie style." She felt the knobby head of his prick against her pussy as he slowly entered her from behind. Deliberately and slowly, he slid into her still wet cunt, until he was buried up to his balls. "Mmmmmm" Kathy groaned. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you got even bigger, Bill." She relaxed and let him fuck her with long, slow strokes, savoring the feel of her pussy filled with cock. She came with a shudder the first time, clamping down on him with her internal muscles. She heard him gasp, and then a strange voice announced, "I'm cumming, sweetie, here I cum!" Her shock at the realization she was being fucked by a total stranger gave way to her next orgasm as she felt her pussy being flooded with his sperm as it burst from his cock. She screamed in delight as he continued to pump in and out of her until his balls had emptied their load of seed into her belly. She collapsed flat on the bed as he slipped from her dripping pussy, and drifted off to sleep again, a satisfied smile on her flushed face.
Sunlight was streaming into the room when she woke up the next time. When she sat up in bed, her head no longer hurt. There was a large damp spot under her, and Kathy blushed as she remembered how it got there. She was still basking in the memory of being fucked so well when Bill came in. "Good mornin', Bobbie" he said to her cheerfully. You sure look a whole lot better this mornin." He sat on the bed next to her and kissed her full on the lips. "Thanks," she answered. "I feel a whole lot better." A wicked smile spread across her face. "You sure are one sexy bitch," Bill told her. "More than one man can handle!" Kathy looked at him and asked, "So who was it that fucked me silly after you?" Bill laughed. "You didn't recognize my brother?" He laughed again. "Baby, you've been fucking the two of us since before we been married." Kathy looked embarrassed. "No, I didn't recognize him, but that didn't stop me from cumming all over his cock when he stuck it in me." She looked at Bill. "Big, fat cocks must run in the ******, huh?" Bill chuckled at her. "Hell, women, you should know." This time she laughed too. "Well how can I tell from just the two of you?" Bill shook his head. "Bobbie, you really did scramble your head when you fell off the roof yesterday. You have fucked and suck every male member of this ******, including my daddy!" A look of disbelief spread over her features. "I did what?" Bill nodded his head. "Yep. You have fucked all three of my brothers, my daddy, and two cousins." He paused for a minute to let the information sink in. "And we all agree you are the greatest piece of ass in the ******. My sister Laura is probably the next best, but she ain't nearly as good a fuck as you, Bobbie." Kathy sat there in silence for a moment. When she spoke, it was Bobbie that answered. "Maybe we should have a fuck off to see who is the best." Bill just smiled at her. "You know, we're leavin' tomorrow to go to the ****** reunion." Bobbie smiled back at him and reached out for his crotch. "How about a little breakfast?" She unzipped his jeans and fished his cock out with one hand, stroking it as she brought it toward her lips. When Bill shot his load into her waiting mouth a few minutes later, she thought that she had never had a better tasting breakfast. Bobbie was going to enjoy the ****** reunion.
It was dark and raining, and Kathy hated driving under those conditions. She was already upset that her husband had been called away on business that day and would be gone for a month, she didn't need this added aggravation as she drove to work. At 45 years old, she was tired of working the graveyard shift. Hell, she was tired of working period. But there was still one child in college to pay tuition bills for, so the option of quitting just wasn't there. She was lost in thought as she took the turn just a little too fast. As she felt the car starting to go into a slide, she panicked . Jerking the steering wheel and turning it hard, she lost what little control she had of the vehicle, and it flipped over, rolling twice before it came to a rest against a large tree. Kathy could smell gasoline, and knew she had to get out of the car. She found the release on the seat belt and then managed to get the door open. She crawled out of the inverted wreck and stood up. Dazed, she began to walk toward the road. She was almost there when the car exploded. The shock wave picked her up and threw her out onto the pavement. She struck the roadway and bounced, the back of her head hitting the black top squarely. She lay there, unconscious, blood trickling from her ears and nose. The pickup truck almost ran over her before the driver saw her and swerved around her prostrate form. It stopped and backed up. Two men got out and approached her cautiously. "Is she dead?" one of them asked. "How the Hell do I know until I check?" his companion answered. He bent over Kathy, and checked for a pulse. "Yep, she's still alive!" he exclaimed. His partner was looking at the smoldering remains of her car across the way. "I'll go see if there's anybody else in the car," he offered. "Screw that!" the man with Kathy spat. "They're deader'n shit if they're in that wreck. And we got us a live woman here who needs us." He looked up with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "And she probably will be very grateful to us both." His partner smiled. "Yeah, grateful," he repeated. Between them, they got Kathy off the ground and into the bed of the truck. The driver pulled a tarp over her before he closed the tailgate. They got into the cab and drove away from the crash site. The rain continued, washing away the bloodstains in the road.
Kathy opened her eyes slowly. She was lying in a bed in a dimly lit room. She tried to sit up, but the throbbing pain in her head forced her back down onto the pillow. A low moan escaped from her as she closed her eyes again. Her hand went to her head and felt a cloth wrap that went around her forehead and the back of her head. She opened her eyes again, just in time to see the door on the far wall open and a man come into the room. He was fairly tall, about five ten, and had a beer gut that protruded over his stained blue jeans. He was wearing a gray sweat shirt that looked two sizes too small, and emphasized his belly. He had brown hair that was pulled into a pigtail. A lit cigarette hung from his lips. "How you doin'?" he asked her. Kathy answered slowly. "I'm not sure. My head hurts like Hell, and I don't have any idea where I am right now." She paused and a distressed look came over her face. "In fact, I can't even remember my own name right now." The man at the door stepped into the room and came closer. "What do you remember, sweetheart?" he asked her cautiously. Kathy thought for a minute before answering him. "I can't remember anything!" she almost wailed. "I can't!" Panic started to enter her voice and she sat up in spite of the pain in her head. When she did, the blanket covering her fell away, revealing she was naked. Hurriedly, she covered herself up. "Baby," the man began smoothly, "Everything is okay." A smile spread across his features from ear to ear, revealing teeth in dire need of dental work. "You're home." Kathy looked confused. "Home?" he repeated. "But I don't recognize any of this, and I don't know you." The smile faded from his face. "Aw sunshine," he began, "that bump on your head must have rattled your brain." He moved over and sat on the foot of the bed. Kathy reached back and felt the bandage again. "I don't believe you can't remember your very own husband," he shook his head for effect. "Or the house you been living in for the last six years." Kathy took her hand away from the bandage and looked at the man. "You're my husband?" She asked tentatively. He nodded. "Yep. And this is our home." He moved up the bed until he was sitting by her side. She looked at him, and tears began to well up in her eyes. "But I really can't remember. Not even my own name...or yours." The tears spilled out of her eyes and ran down her cheeks. "I feel so alone right now!" He reached out and put his arms around her, pulling her toward him. "That's all right baby," he assured her. "Everything's gonna be just fine." She relaxed a little as he held her, and he kissed her bandaged forehead. "Just fine." Her breathing relaxed as he held her, and he realized she was dozing off again. He gently laid her back on the pillow and stood up to leave. As he was about to go out the door, her voice called out to him. "What's my name?" He turned and answered her slowly, "Bobbie, sweetheart. Your name is Bobbie." He looked at her. "And my name is Bill." She thought for a moment. "Bobbie," she repeated. "Bobbie." And then she laid down and closed her eyes. When he was sure she was sleeping, Bill went into the next room and closed the door behind him, a broad smile creasing his face.
When Kathy woke up, she realized she wasn't alone in the bed. She could feel someone snuggled up behind her so they were nested like a pair of spoons. "Bill?" she called out softly. "Bill, is that you?" She waited cautiously for an answer. A soft moan and a hand reached around to cup her breast. "Yeah, baby, it's me." Kathy relaxed as his fingers manipulated her nipple, making it stiffen and stand up. "You always did like that," Bill said. Kathy just moaned slightly in response. She could feel his cock beginning to stiffen as well, poking her. She rolled over onto her back and looked at Bill. He bent forward and kissed her, still massaging her swelling nipple. He slid his tongue past her lips and into her hot mouth. As she relaxed even more, Bill slid his hand down between her legs. She parted them slightly to give him access, and he carefully slid one finger into her pussy. She was soaking wet already, and he slid a second finger in to join the first. She arched her back slightly as he began to work on her clit, playing with the fleshy bud until it began to swell also. Her tongue moved frantically into his mouth, and her hand reached down to grab his now hard prick, stroking it slowly. "Yeah, baby," he moaned to her, "Play with my cock." Kathy continued to stroke him with one hand, reaching down to fondle his balls with the other. "Oh, yeah, Bobbie," Bill groaned and began to work her clit harder. Kathy began stroking his cock faster, her grip tightening. "Aahh FUCK!" she screamed as she came. She pulled his hand away. "Come into me now!" she muttered. Bill positioned himself between her legs as she spread them wide. His cock stood straight out, a proud ten inches of manhood. "Put it in, baby," he told her. "Put it where you want it." Kathy reached down and guided the head of his fat cock to the entrance to her pussy. Bill held it there for a minute, looking down at the panting woman. He began to push forward, looking down at his prick as it slowly forced her pouting pussy lips apart. The head slowly moved forward and disappeared inside of her sopping wet cunt. Kathy's eyes grew big and she mumbled "So big!" Bill paused with his cockhead just inside of her. "Ready for the rest?" he teased her. Kathy looked him in the eyes and nodded, licking her lips. "Give it to me, honey." Bill pushed forward again, slowly easing his rock hard cock into her. He watched as inch by inch his prick slid into her. She was tight for a bitch her age. Her old man must have the world's smallest cock, he thought to himself. With five inches into her, she gasped and he paused. Her eyes were closed and she was visibly panting. He withdrew a couple of inches and then slid forward again, this time pushing until his pubic hairs meshed with hers. Buried to the hilt! She came then and there, her full pussy spasming around his cock until he almost blew his load. He waited until her orgasm passed, and began to fuck her with slow, short strokes. It wasn't very long before he increased the length of the strokes. He took her ankles and placed them on his shoulders. Then the serious fucking began. He pounded her pussy as he slammed forward into her, his balls slapping her ass and making her grunt on each stroke. He would pull back until just the head of his cock remained inside of her and then slam forward again! Kathy/Bobbie lost track of the orgasms she was having. All she could think of was the wonderful cock that was filling her and giving her such pleasure. Tears ran down her face and she muttered "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," almost in time to the strokes. Bill obliged by fucking her as hard as he could. They kept at it for nearly twenty minutes before Bill growled, "I'm cummin', cummin' baby!" He slammed forward and held himself deep inside of her as the cum boiled up from his balls and shot down the length of his huge prick. When it erupted from his cock into her womb, Kathy came yet again. He couldn't remember ever cumming so much at one time, as he counted the number of times he spurted his hot seed into this stranger. When he finally stopped pumping his load into her, he collapsed and rolled over to one side. "Oh, wow!" Kathy/Bobbie said. "Wow!" Bill grinned at her. "Yeah, baby, wow!" She looked at him with a gleam in her eyes. "I love you, Bill." He smiled at her. "And I love you, too, Bobbie." They fell asleep in each others arms, Bill's cum slowly leaking out of Kathy's pussy.
Kathy could feel Bill's stiff cock poking her butt as she woke up again. It was still dark in the room, and she reached around behind herself to stroke him. "You are the horniest man," she laughed as she squeezed him affectionately. She laughed again as he turned her onto her stomach and raised her ass up. Without a word, he got on his knees behind her and positioned himself between her legs. Kathy moaned as she rested her head on the pillow. "Yeah, honey, fuck me doggie style." She felt the knobby head of his prick against her pussy as he slowly entered her from behind. Deliberately and slowly, he slid into her still wet cunt, until he was buried up to his balls. "Mmmmmm" Kathy groaned. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you got even bigger, Bill." She relaxed and let him fuck her with long, slow strokes, savoring the feel of her pussy filled with cock. She came with a shudder the first time, clamping down on him with her internal muscles. She heard him gasp, and then a strange voice announced, "I'm cumming, sweetie, here I cum!" Her shock at the realization she was being fucked by a total stranger gave way to her next orgasm as she felt her pussy being flooded with his sperm as it burst from his cock. She screamed in delight as he continued to pump in and out of her until his balls had emptied their load of seed into her belly. She collapsed flat on the bed as he slipped from her dripping pussy, and drifted off to sleep again, a satisfied smile on her flushed face.
Sunlight was streaming into the room when she woke up the next time. When she sat up in bed, her head no longer hurt. There was a large damp spot under her, and Kathy blushed as she remembered how it got there. She was still basking in the memory of being fucked so well when Bill came in. "Good mornin', Bobbie" he said to her cheerfully. You sure look a whole lot better this mornin." He sat on the bed next to her and kissed her full on the lips. "Thanks," she answered. "I feel a whole lot better." A wicked smile spread across her face. "You sure are one sexy bitch," Bill told her. "More than one man can handle!" Kathy looked at him and asked, "So who was it that fucked me silly after you?" Bill laughed. "You didn't recognize my brother?" He laughed again. "Baby, you've been fucking the two of us since before we been married." Kathy looked embarrassed. "No, I didn't recognize him, but that didn't stop me from cumming all over his cock when he stuck it in me." She looked at Bill. "Big, fat cocks must run in the ******, huh?" Bill chuckled at her. "Hell, women, you should know." This time she laughed too. "Well how can I tell from just the two of you?" Bill shook his head. "Bobbie, you really did scramble your head when you fell off the roof yesterday. You have fucked and suck every male member of this ******, including my daddy!" A look of disbelief spread over her features. "I did what?" Bill nodded his head. "Yep. You have fucked all three of my brothers, my daddy, and two cousins." He paused for a minute to let the information sink in. "And we all agree you are the greatest piece of ass in the ******. My sister Laura is probably the next best, but she ain't nearly as good a fuck as you, Bobbie." Kathy sat there in silence for a moment. When she spoke, it was Bobbie that answered. "Maybe we should have a fuck off to see who is the best." Bill just smiled at her. "You know, we're leavin' tomorrow to go to the ****** reunion." Bobbie smiled back at him and reached out for his crotch. "How about a little breakfast?" She unzipped his jeans and fished his cock out with one hand, stroking it as she brought it toward her lips. When Bill shot his load into her waiting mouth a few minutes later, she thought that she had never had a better tasting breakfast. Bobbie was going to enjoy the ****** reunion.
