The voyeur family sucks

CHAPTER ONE

"Stop fucking around and take it in your mouth!" he said.

Stifling a sharp retort, thirty-four-year-old Judy Palmer clenched her fists, digging her fingernails into the palms of her hands. After being married to Jack for so many years, she sometimes wondered what it was they ever saw in each other.

Even their sex life had become a drag. Like now. When she was in the mood to read her magazine, he wanted her to go down on him. It seemed he deliberately picked those times when she was absorbed in something else to force himself on her.

She still enjoyed his cock even if she sometimes hated him. But then she liked cocks and always had. Even as a teenager she'd been known as the blow-job queen. She'd nursed on dozens of cocks before she had eloped with Jack.

As she grew older her interest in sex had increased. Even now, she had some beefcake magazines hidden in the bottom of one of her drawers. Sometimes, when she was home alone, she masturbated while she gazed at a picture of some young stud.

It didn't seem fair. Just when a woman became mature and deliciously horny her marriage turned sour. Jack could have helped, but he had become a selfish bastard. She couldn't depend on him for satisfying her, that was for sure.

She knew having teenage kids had an effect on Jack. He sensed his own youth slipping away and it depressed him. She suspected there was more to it. Lucy was turning into a sexy little thing. More than once, she'd seen Jack leering at his daughter's tits and ass.

She didn't fault him for it. The girl was a dish. She was built like Judy, only younger with long legs and big uplifted tits. And she was a tease. Even as a small child she'd been partial to men. As a kid, she'd been a flirt, but now she was almost brazen.

Judy knew damn well her daughter wasn't a virgin. Hell, she didn't expect it. She herself had lost her cherry early and had fooled around plenty before that.

As for Jeff, he'd admitted he wasn't a virgin. She was happy he confided in her, but a little jealous that she was no longer the most important female in his life.

More and more, she found herself staring at his crotch lately. He reminded her of Jack at the same age. Studhammer, they called Jack in high school. Teenage boys were always horny and eager to lick a pussy. Too bad Jack lost his enthusiasm far cunt. When he was Jeff's age he had been a champion cunt lapper.

Sometimes she felt guilty when she wondered what was inside her son's jeans. Mothers weren't supposed to think about their sons that way.

Fuck that, she thought. I'm human too. I was human before I was a mother.

She knew damn well that Jack had other women. He didn't even try to bide it. She didn't cheat, but her faithfulness was more a result of laziness. She was beginning to think about it more and more. Why the hell not? She wasn't getting much satisfaction from Jack.

She remembered what a good lover Jack had been in the old days. When they were newlyweds he had fucked her constantly. He walked around with a hard-on and an unlimited supply of jizz. He stuck it into all her holes and she couldn't get enough of it.

Now, as they sat in bed, he brought his cock out of his pajamas and waited for her to blow him. Even though she was angry at him, her pussy responded when she touched him. She fluttered her fingers over his limp cock shaft and squeezed. He had a big cockhead, and his – thank God – cock was thick. She never cared much about the length of a prick. She liked them thick.

She knew he was becoming impatient when he took hold of her neck and shoved her head down. "Suck it!" he snarled.

She had no choice but to take his cockhead into her mouth and suck.

"Asshole!" she muttered through his fuck-meat.

"Just shut up and suck," he said, loosening his hold on her neck. "Try and do a good job, huh?"

She inhaled deeply. The bastard. He was always telling her she'd lost her touch. Who wouldn't! He treated her like a maid and a whore. Who wouldn't resent it?

She felt herself respond as she fondled his balls and took more of his cock shaft into her mouth. She squeezed his nuts just a little too hard. It was a hostile act and she knew it. He winced and yanked on her hair.

"Take it easy," he said.

She sucked his cockhead hungrily. Juice leaked out of his pisshole and his knob felt like a giant mushroom in her mouth. Despite everything she dearly loved sucking his prick. At moments like this she remembered that despite everything she still loved Jack, in her own way.

Love and hate are closely related, she told herself. And nowhere is that more evident than in marriage.

As she nursed on his prick and caressed his balls, Jack played with her tits. She was wearing an old flannel nightgown and he didn't bother sticking his hand inside. He squeezed her big melons through the thick fabric. When he became tired of that, he pulled her nightgown up and she wiggled her ass until her tits bounced free.

He nonchalantly pulled on her nipples. Sometimes she felt like a cow being milked. Still, it felt good.

She widened the spread of her legs when he moved a hand over her ass. She was sorry now she'd worn the old nightgown to bed. It was bunched up under her armpits and just got in the way of her enjoyment.

He touched her cunt and discovered how wet she was. She twisted around, still sucking his prick, and opened herself to his exploring hand. He was a hostile bastard, but he still knew how to turn her on when he was in the mood.

"Don't stop rubbing my cunt," she said, her voice muffled by his prick.

"Don't tell me what to do," he said, but he rubbed one fingertip back and forth over her joy-button.

She spit his cock out and trembled. "Let go a minute so I can take my nightgown off."

He clamped his hand over hers and shoved her head back down. "Keep sucking," he said. "Everything'll be okay."

Damn you! she thought as she pumped his cock shaft and tongued his knob. To vent her anger she closed her lips around his cockhead and sucked hard. He enjoyed it, and she released some of her tension.

She was in the mood to be fucked. At the rate they were going he would come in her mouth and turn over and go to sleep. He wasn't interested in her needs. He knew she wanted to fuck. She enjoyed blowing him, but she liked to wind up fucking. The selfish bastard deliberately dumped in her mouth most of the time. Damn him anyway!

Well, at least he was fingering her. Sometimes she came that way. She needed a lot of pressure on her clit and he was giving it to her. A few more minutes of manipulation and she'd come. But it wasn't the same as getting laid.

There was one way to avoid it. She spit his cock out and tolled onto her side. Before he could stop her she pulled her nightgown over her head and flung it onto the floor.

"Let's fuck," she said, hefting one of her big milkers in her hand.

"No, but I'll suck you," he said, stretching out on his back. "Climb on board and I'll bring you off."

Ordinarily she would have welcomed it. But she wanted to fuck. The perverse bastard. He was so damn power hungry.

Still, it was better than going to sleep horny. She climbed on top of him in the sixty-nine position. Her cunt hovered over his face. He almost always wanted to sixty-nine. He seldom went down on her when she didn't simultaneously return the favor.

Now he gripped her asscheeks and pulled her back until she was almost sitting on his face. He rubbed his nose around her cunt and she wiggled her ass. She deliberately covered his face with her cunt juice. One thing about him, he didn't mind digging in. He had no compunction about sticking his nose into her pussy.

Now he vibrated his tongue-tip on her erected clit and she responded instinctively by sliding her lips to the base of his prick.

"Take it in all the way," he said, pumping his ass up and driving his cock into her throat.

She came then, grinding her pussy over his face and shivering violently. At the same time she mouth.-fucked him and when she stopped coming she stopped sucking.

"Damn you, bitch, keep sucking!" he hissed.

"Take it easy," she said.

He lurched forward and plunged his cock into her throat. "You had yours, now suck!"

She had no choice but, to suck. At the same time, he continued eating her. He gripped her clit between his teeth and lashed it with his tongue. When he was in the mood, he gave good head. She had to give him credit for that. But she didn't trust him. Whenever he did a good job on her, he wanted something in return. What would it be tonight?

She decided to enjoy herself for the time being. For some reason Jack was in the mood for gash. She still wanted to get laid, but having her pussy licked would do for now.

Suddenly be shoved a finger into her cunt. It felt good. She continued nursing on his prick while be frigged her.

"Lick my balls," he said as he moved his finger from her cunt to her ass crack.

She obediently licked his balls while he wet down her asshole with the juice from her cunt. He worked on her asshole until it was loosened. Then he tilted her ass up and lapped his tongue over her grommet.

Damn him, it felt good! When he licked her asshole like that, she almost forgot how angry he made her. She sucked hungrily on his prick as she squirmed against his face. She felt another orgasm approach. Why fight it?

Now Jack squeezed and mauled her firm full asscheeks as he licked her asshole in a frenzy. The more eagerly he licked, the more eagerly she sucked his cock. One hand washes another, she thought.

She prayed he wouldn't want to fuck her asshole. She liked taking it in the ass occasionally, but tonight she was in the mood for a cock in her cunt. It had been days since he'd fucked her properly. How she needed it!

He was certainly giving her a lot of time tonight. There would be a price to pay. There always was. Jack always thought of himself first, the bastard. As usual she held herself back just a little. In the end he would want something she would be unwilling to give. But he'd force her. The bastard always did.

Once again he began manipulating her pussy. He wet his fingers with her juices and roughly shoved a finger into her asshole.

It hurt and she yelled. "Take it out," she said. "When I take it out, I'm going to stick my cock, in there."

"Like hell you are," she said.

"Like hell, I'm not."

And then she was on her hands and knees and he yanked his pajamas off and climbed behind her. He grabbed her around the waist and pushed himself against her ass.

"Why don't you stop complaining once in a while?" he said.

"Because I don't want it in my ass tonight," she said.

"Since when do you give the orders around here?"

Despite herself she felt her knees shaking and her pussy quivering with excitement. "Why don't you shut up and get it over with?" she snapped.

She bit her lips and stifled a moan when he squeezed and pried open her asscheeks. Then his cockhead was poking against her shitter and she held her breath.

She knew it was useless to protest. He always responded by telling her that when she went to work and brought home the bread she could make the rules. Until then the one who made the gold made the rules.

Just to spite him I ought to get a job, she thought. But she knew she wouldn't. She liked her freedom too much. The thought of going to some dumb job every day made her cringe.

He pressed his big cockhead against her asshole. At times like this she wished his cockhead was smaller. She sometimes thought he preferred her asshole to her pussy-hole. She wondered how many men preferred going in the back door. The perverse bastards.

"Stop moving around," he said now as she tried to evade the penetration.

"Be careful when you stick it in," she said.

"Jesus, you're always complaining."

"That's because you're a clumsy bastard."

"Shut your big mouth!"

She shut up. If she got him mad, he'd make her pay. Even now, he was roughly thrusting his prick-knob against her asshole.

She wiggled around and tried to expel it. "Watch out!" she hissed. She was excited, but had no intention of telling him.

He grunted when his cockhead popped into her rubbery bung. "Bull's-eye!" he snickered. "Jesus, Jack, you're killing me!"

"Shut up and enjoy it," he said, ramming forward forcefully and stuffing the rest of his thick cock into her skitter.

It hurt, but it felt good. She didn't know which to concentrate on, the pain or the pleasure. His cock felt bigger than ever. How widely stretched she must be to take his big cock!

She bit down on the pillow when he began ramming her. He shoved her head forward with every thrust as he pistoned his dick into her asshole.

She felt her bowels being churned. I'd like to take a big shit right about now, she thought. It'd serve him right too, if I shit all over his prick, the bastard!

He rammed her like a bull, mercilessly pounding her without regard for her feelings. It was true she was very excited, but that wasn't the point. She hadn't wanted it in the ass and he'd insisted on it.

When he stroked so hard she fell down flat, he lifted her up again and continued thrusting. She wanted him to come and get it over with. Her pussy was flowing and she knew she would come too. But she'd never admit it. When it was over, she'd tell him she felt nothing.

Damn, it felt good to have his balls banging away at her cunt! Even the feel of his wiry cock bush on her ass felt good.

She felt him high up inside her. Once his entire cock was inside her asshole, he stroked easily. It always amazed her how her asshole opened up to accommodate his cock.

Even though she was very turned on she resented that he was using her. She wondered what other women did in the same position.

She strained to keep from coming. She knew it was crazy, but she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing he was giving her pleasure.

Men! They had all the power. Maybe the libbers were right, but it was too late for her.

She was too excited to hide it from Jack. She was wildly aroused and intent en climaxing. There was no more pain. Now there was only white-hot pleasure and the exquisite torture of being on the brink of a giant orgasm.

Waves of ecstasy washed over her and her tension was released as she came. All her hostility disappeared as she spasmed. There was nothing in God's world that could take the place of a good come.

She fucked back now like a wild woman. Her tits swung back and forth and her nipples grazed the sheet. Her cunt was the focus of her pleasure. Especially her little clit with all its sensitive nerve-endings.

She wondered if the kids could hear her yelling. The walls were thin and she made a lot of noise when they fucked. Jack made noise when he came. He roared like a bull at the moment of climax. Sometimes she thought the house shook when he came.

"Fuck me!" she shrieked. "Keep fucking me!"

"Oh, no you want it, bitch," he hissed as he rammed his dick into her asshole.

Gurgles of pleasure erupted from her throat. Let him be nasty. She didn't care anymore. She was having too much fun.

Her asshole milked his dick as she came and he began shooting. He growled loudly as thick jets of jism shot into her butt.

He continued dicking her until his balls were drained. She was disappointed when he stopped. She even liked the feeling of his weight on her back when he collapsed over her.

Eventually he pulled out and rolled over. "You sure weren't feeling any pain," he smirked as he turned off the light.

"No thanks to you," she sneezed, pulling the covers up to her chin.

"Oh, yeah," he said. "Whose cock was it in there, making you scream?"

"Oh, shut up and go to sleep, will you?" she said.

"You and your big mouth," he yawned. "It just never stops."