Taboo

Keywords: Blackmail, Ch., the, 08, Prairie, on,

"Copyright © 2006, BarondeSade. ALL Rights Reserved.

An erotic fantasy from the pen of BarondeSade..."

*Chapter Eight: A Visitor*

Thirty minutes later, the tin bathtub sat in front of the fire with wisps of steam rising up from it, as Martha and Jake stood looking down at it.

"You first, Cowboy," she said, smiling and pushing him toward it.

"Whatever you say, Mrs. Martha," he laughed, stepping into the warm water.

"Ummm, just right," he said, easing himself down into the water.

As he sat, savoring the caress of the warm water on his skin, Martha grabbed a washcloth and a bar of soap. Standing on her knees by the tub, she leaned down over him and began to run the soapy rag over his body. While she did, Jake grabbed her big, floppy tits and began to squeeze and fondle them.

"Damn, I love your big tits," he grunted, toying with her big, bulging nipples.

"Do you like Missy's little titties?" she grinned, wrapping the rag around his limp cock and giving it a thorough cleansing.

"Fuck...yes...I love titties...big titties...little titties...saggy titties...titties that stick straight out...big titties that hang down low...fat titties...tiny titties..." he grinned, tweaking her nipples, as she scoured his cock. "I just love titties...almost as much as I love pussies..."

"I noticed that you showed a liking toward all of a woman's parts," she smirked, lifting the washcloth out of the water and draping it over the edge of the tub. "All of them..."

"Yeah...all of yours...specially your hot ass," he smirked.

"I bet you did," she giggled, standing up. "Done. You can get out now 'cause it's my turn..."

"Thanks for the bath," he grinned, standing up and letting the water drip back down into the tub.

"Here," she said, handing him a towel with one hand and grabbing at his dangling cock with the other one.

Pulling on his cock, she tugged him out of the tub and quickly stepped into the bubbly water.

"Ummmmm," she murmured, sinking down into the water.

Then, as he toweled himself, Martha washed herself. As they did, they heard the loud clopping of a horse as it galloped across the courtyard and up to the barn.

"Missy's back," Martha said, flopping the washrag on the edge of the tub and smiling up at him. "So bring that thing over here and let's give her a surprise when she walks in."

"What...what do you mean?" he asked, looking down at her.

"Straddle the tub and let me suck on your cock," she said, motioning to him. Hurry..."

With a lecherous grin, Jake complied with her demands and straddled the tub. As he did, he shuffled forward until his limp prick dangled down in front of Martha's pretty face. Scooting his feet farther apart, he lowered his cock down as she eagerly reached up and lifted his cock-head to her mouth.

Then, with a loud slurp, she quickly sucked his cock into her mouth and began to work on it.

Martha cupped his ass in one hand, slowly pushing and pulling on it as his hardening cock slithered in and out of her hot, sucking mouth. As Jake looked down at her, he saw her lift her other hand up and cup his dangling balls. Gently tugging and teasing them, she consumed more and more of his stiffening prick.

Suddenly, they heard footsteps on the porch. Then the front door flew open and Missy came bursting in. Screeching to a halt, she stood staring at them with a mischievous little grin on her face.

"My...my...my," she laughed, her fingers flying up to her bodice. "I thought I told you two to behave..."

As Martha let Jake's half-hard peter slip out from between her lips, Missy began to unbutton her blue, calico dress.

"Yeah, just like I told you two to not misbehave yesterday," Martha laughed, and quickly sucked Jake's cock back into her mouth.

"You had his gravy, yet?" Missy giggled, her fingers quickly speeding down the front of her dress.

Martha kept sucking, but shook her head from side to side as Jake slowly worked his hips back and forth, fucking her face.

"Mighty tasty stuff," Missy said, peeling her dress back over her shoulders and stepping out of it. "Trouble is, he ain't no quick-draw McGraw and it takes a bit of coaxing to get him to cook it up..."

"Well, it'll probably take a bunch of coaxing, this time," Martha said, backing her mouth back off his cock again. "'Cause he used up a lot of the ingredients last night. Then, he gave me another big load of it through the back door this morning..."

"Mommy, you didn't," chided Missy, as she pushed her petticoat down her long, slender legs. "You didn't let him do you back there, did you?"

"Yes, I did," Martha declared, smiling up at him. "Poor thing said he had never had a piece of ass before, so I felt sorry for him..."

"Better you than me," Missy laughed, sitting down and unlacing the knee-high lace-up boots. "That's a mighty big one to take up the ass..."

"Yeah, but it hurt so good," Martha snickered, sucking Jake's big dick back into her mouth.

Now naked, Missy stood up and slowly padded over to the tub where her mother was hungrily devouring Jake's almost fully-hardened penis. Leaning down over the tub, she reached down into the water and grabbed hold of one of her mother's shapely legs. Then with a huff, she slowly lifted it and draped it over the edge of the tub. Doing the same with her other leg, she quickly had her mother's legs splayed out to the side, bent at the knees and hanging down beside the tub.

"How many fingers?" she asked, dropping to her knees and shoving her hand down between her mother's legs.

Martha dropped Jake's balls for a moment and held up two fingers, then cupped his big balls again.

"Two it is," Missy giggled, extending two fingers and easing them into her mother's pussy.

The water began to slosh and splash as Missy worked her fingers in and out of her mother's pussy, much to Martha's delight. And Jake's cock had fully recharged as it stuck out straight and hard. Keeping his hips rocking back and forth, he fucked Martha's mouth as she controlled the rhythm with her sharp fingernails.

How fucking crazy is this, Jake thought, looking down at his big cock sliding in and out of Martha's hungry mouth and then over to Missy who was bent over the tub furiously working her fingers in and out of her mother's pussy.

Then, Martha paused and tapped Missy on the shoulder and held up three fingers. Missy hesitated for a moment, extending out a third finger and quickly eased them back into her mother's pussy.

The water sloshed up nearly to the lip of the tub as Missy vigorously worked her hand back and forth, driving her fingers in and out of Martha's hot hole. Jake continued to slowly fuck Martha's pretty face as he felt a long, sharp fingernail find the pucker of his asshole.

The Carlson women were really into the asshole thing, he giddily thought, as Martha tickled his asshole. First Missy sticking her finger in his ass, then Martha wanting him to fuck her in the ass and now Martha playing with his asshole...

Then as he stared down at her, Martha dropped his balls again and held up four fingers. As she did, her daughter extended a fourth finger and shoved all four of her fingers into her mother's cunt.

Then, right there in the middle of their little ménage a trois, they heard footsteps on the porch.

"Who the hell could that be?" Martha grunted, jerking her mouth back off Jake's cock. "I didn't hear anyone ride up."

"Hell, the water was making so much racket sloshing around, the army could have ridden up out front and we wouldn't have heard it," Missy said, pulling her fingers out of her mother's pussy and pushing up off the tub.

There was a timid, little knock at the front door as all three of them stared over at the door.

"I'll see who it is," Missy said, reaching down, picking up her dress and spreading it out in front of her.

Holding her dress in front of her, Missy hurried over to the door and slowly opened in a couple of inches.

"Why...Mary...what...what brings you over here?" she asked through the crack.

"I just came over to see how Jake was doing," she said, through the crack.

Mary? His mother? Jake wondered what she was doing over at the Carlsons' in the middle of the day. And what would she say when she caught Jake and the women in such a compromising position...

"Well, come on in," Missy grinned, throwing open the door for her. "As you can see Jake is doing fine. We were just in the middle of seducing him. But since you and him are on such good terms, I don't suppose that will come as much of a surprise to you..."

"Oh...dear...me," Mary gasped, grinning and staring over at Jake and Martha."

As she did, Missy quickly reached up to her Mary's big, tit-filled bodice and started unbuttoning her dress.

"Of course, you'll join us won't you?" Missy giggled, continuing to pop the buttons open.

"Morning, Mary," Martha grinned, and loudly slurped Jake's big, hard cock back into her mouth.

"Uh...morning...uh...Mother," Jake grunted, blushing as he stared over at his mother being undressed by Missy.

"Uh...morn...morning...uh...Mar...Martha...morning...uh...Jake," Mary choked out, staring down and watching Jake slowly sliding his cock in and out of Martha's mouth.

Then, with a mischievous grin, Missy pushed Mary's dress back over her shoulder and her big, droopy tits spilled out into the open.

Jake's eyes dropped to his mother's tits, quivering and shaking as Missy jerked her dress down Mary's legs.

"You have such big tits," Missy said jealously, standing back up in front of her. "You and mother. And I have such tiny ones..."

"But...such...such...pretty ones," Mary smiled, reaching out and running her hands over Missy's budding breasts.

"I just wish they were bigger," Missy complained, leaning forward and hooking her thumbs under the waistband of Mary's petticoat, while Mary tickled the girl's delicate nipples to hardness.

"Just be thankful," Mary said, cupping her giant tits. "Be thankful that you don't have to lug these monsters around all the time.

Then, Missy pushed her petticoat down her Mary's legs, pushed Mary back into the big chair that sat by the door and bent down to unlace her boots.

Keywords: Blackmail, Ch., the, 08, Prairie, on,