I Love Being Spanked By My Wife
This is a story about Donna Polk who lived on a small farm with her husband and father-in-law . When Donna married Reece Polk, she moved onto the small family farm, which was owned by Turk Polk, Reece's father. Turk had been a widower for a few years. Reece, on the other hand, worked part-time on the farm. He had a job, working the night-shift at a textile mill in the nearby town. Although Donna was married to Reece, she had become the woman of the farm. She was the only female in the household. Donna was pretty and comely; her body was curvy and shapely. In the evening, Donna's husband went to work as usual, leaving his father, brothers and his wife in the farmhouse. Donna did some evening chores around the house, watched some TV, took a bath, and read some. Turk and his two sons lounged around, drank some beer, and watched TV. They also watched Donna.
Unbeknownst to her, they watched her movements, sweeping their eyes over her with lustful looks. Each of them hungered for her; each of them grew horny; each of them imagined ******* her. Donna went to bed rather early, and fell into a good deep sleep.... Such a nice dream she was having; such a nice warm wet dream. Something warm, wet and thick was sliding up and down inside her, sending delicious erotic waves tingling and rippling through her body. Oh, it felt so good, so warm and wet and thick, sliding up and down her *****. She awoke gradually in the pitch-dark room, becoming aware that something was licking and lapping between her legs; something wet and thick was sliding back and forth in her ****.
It was a tongue--a thick wet tongue. At first Donna thought it was her husband. "Oh darling," she breathed out huskily. She raised her legs and moved her pelvis up. Two hands grasped her thighs, the tongue slid out of her ***** to be replaced by a ****--a long, stiff, thick ****. It dug into her **** without halting, sliding all the way up her quim in one continuous stroke. Donna was awake now and becoming aware that it couldn't be her husband. He was at work. But the thick **** was already doing its job. It was jamming her *****, screwing it with strong full lusty strokes. She now knew for certain that it wasn't her husband. This ***** was long and hard and meaty, filling her **** up, frigging her fast and fully. It was much bigger than her husband's and it was screwing her more lustily than her husband had ever screwed her. It was dark in the room, too dark to see who it was ******* her. She knew it had to be her father-in-law or one of her brothers-in-law, but she couldn't make out who it was. She could only hear his panting and feel his big peter pumping her ***** full and deep. But by then, Donna didn't care who it was anyway.
She threw her legs over his shoulders and heaved her pelvis up, and he went to town on her ****. He ****** her fast and hard, hunching his **** in her *****, frigging her all the way to her core. "Oh, ah, unh, ah," Donna panted and humped her **** to meet and match his thrusts. He pounded his big ***** in her, ******* and filling her up as she'd never been ****** and filled up before. "Oh god, oh yes!" she gasped and lurched her body up as she climaxed. Her ****** mashed his fat balls on her rump and crammed his **** deep in her quim and let her have it. He pissed a stream of *** in her, spewing in into her marrow. She panted and bucked and writhed as he squirted what seemed an endless amount of *** in her. Never had she been ****** so good; never had such a big ***** filled her up so completely; never had so much *** been spurted in her ****. The man slid his **** out and without uttering a word broke away from her, got off the bed and was gone. She lay there, totally satisfied and fulfilled, savouring the best ******* she'd ever had.
The next day, Donna thought off and on about her ****** and the good ******* she'd received. She wondered who it was, her father-in-law or brothers-in-law? It had to be one of them. Periodically through the day when she saw them, she studied and observed the both men. None of them gave any hint that he was the ******. She thought about her in-laws, picturing each one. Her father-in-law Turk was stout and robust with iron-gravy hair; her brother-in-law Red was strapping and ruddy; her other brother-in-law Worm was dark-haired, tall and sinewy. It could be any one of them, she thought. That afternoon, Donna's husband screwed her. He mounted her, gave her a dozen strokes, shot his wad, and then rolled off her. And that was it. Donna lay there, unsatisfied and unfulfilled--and thinking. Compared to her ****** of the night before, her husband fell way short. His **** was small, he had given her a mere dozen strokes, and had ********** a meagre wad of *** in her. There's just no comparison, she thought.
That evening after her husband had gone to work, Donna thought more and more about her in-laws. Which one could it be? None of them gave any indication that he was the one who had screwed the daylights out of her. Would he **** her again? Would he come into her bedroom that night and pump it in her, fill her up, **** her good and strong and full?
That night, Donna went to bed, thinking about him--whoever he was: her father-in-law or brother-in-law. She was awakened gradually, as she had been the night before, with a wet thick tongue sliding in her quim, tongue-******* her. She lifted her legs and drew them back, clutched his head and pressed her ***** on his face. He jammed his tongue in her ****, digging, swirling, and rubbing it up and down. "Oh, ah, umm, ah," Donna panted and twirled her *****, grinding it on his mouth. She reached down to his crotch and grasped his peter and stroked it. He slid atop her, and she gasped as he stuffed his stiff thick **** in her ****.
"****, Mistress, ****," he hissed in her ear as he began to frig her. She recognized her ******'s voice. It was her father-in-law. "Oh, Turk my little baby!" she huffed. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and began hunching back at him. "Mistress you like your daddy-in-law ******* you, honey?" he chuffed as he pumped his ***** in her *****. "Oh my little baby, ah, your **** feels so big and good!" she gasped. He humped his daughter-in-law, screwing her fast and hard. "Oh, ah, oh god, ah--I'm ******* baby!" she panted and bucked and thrashed. "******* in your *****, Mistress," he grunted. "Hot *** deep in your ****." "Oh god, yes!" she gasped and writhed and heaved her body up as her father-in-law grinded and mashed his fat balls on her *** and spewed ***** in her *****.
The next morning, Donna got up as she usually did: before dawn. She liked to prepare breakfast and have it ready for her husband when he got home from work. Her husband would eat and then go to bed. Then, Donna would stay up and prepare breakfast for her father-in-law and brothers-in-law who got up about six. Usually by seven a.m., Turk, Red and Worm had eaten breakfast and had hit the door to go do their farm work. But this morning, her father-in-law stayed in the house. He told Red and Worm to go on and do their work that he had some work to do around the farmstead and the barn.
Donna was in the kitchen, clearing away breakfast things, when her father-in-law came up behind her, slid his arms around her waist and pressed his crotch upon her rump. He rubbed his ***** on her, grinding it into her butt, and ran his hands up to her breasts and rubbed and squeezed them."Ohh...Oh Turk My baby," Donna breathed out huskily. "My ****'s as hard as a rock this morning, honey," he panted. "Umm, wanna stuff it in you--wanna dig it in your sweet *****." Donna get hold on his father in law Turk and take out his pant and brief down and started giving spanking to his father in law .His father in law’s **** started getting hard and he laid in the lap of Donna and said Mistress Please spank me so I can satisfy you. Donna gave him more than 50 swats and made his bum red and said in commanding voice now satisfy me.
He hunched her rump and slid a hand between her legs and rubbed. "Oh, ah, I want it, Turk my little baby" she squirmed and huffed. "But, Reece--he's here, he's in the bedroom--he might wake up. We can't do it here." "Come to the barn, honey," Turk said and pulled away and walked out the kitchen door. Donna went to the bedroom, quietly opened the door and looked in. Her husband was sound asleep. She walked to the kitchen and went out the door. She walked to the barn, her body tingling, her breasts throbbing, and bolts of wet heat shooting and rippling up and down her ****. She entered the barn and saw her father-in-law standing by a stall. He was stroking his crotch which was almost 9 inch long, rubbing it up and down. "Come here, honey," he said. She walked to him. He had her in the stall. He was on his knees and she straddled him, her legs wrapped around his waist. He held her tightly around her back, sucked her ******* and pumped the meat to her. "Oh god, you've got the biggest ****," she gasped and hunched. "Ahh--****, Turk, my little baby, ****. Bury it deep, hammer it home. Oh god, you've got the **** I want!" He humped his big **** in her, screwing her fast and hard, pumping his ***** like a piston in her *****. "Oh, ah, every day, Baby," she panted. "I want a **** like this every day." "I'm gonna **** you every day and every night, Mistress after you spank me," Turk chuffed. "Gonna pump you full every day, every night." He jammed his peter as far as it would go up her quim, mashed his fat balls on her *** and squirted ***** in her ****. "Here it is, honey," he gasped. "Hot ******* ***." "Oh, ah, squirt it deep," she panted. "Fill me up with ****, give me all you've got. Squirt *** deep in my ****!" Her father-in-law obliged her.
Donna was being ****** every day and every night by her father in law and gobs of ***** was being squirted in the core of her ****, to her womb. She was fertile, and it was only a matter until she was knocked up. A baby was indeed squirted in her. Nine months later, she had the baby, and it bore a marked resemblance to her father in law Turk. One day Donna’s husband came early from work and he found that her wife Donna was feeding her father in law Turk like child on her left breast he got very much angry but Donna soon called him near and pushed his mouth on her right breast and he too started sucking milk .She was treating both of them as her child.After feeding his husband and father in law she told all the story to his husband for which he too cannot get annoyed as he was unable to make her pregnant.He became her slave and his father used to enjoy the asset of his wife in front of him.
Unbeknownst to her, they watched her movements, sweeping their eyes over her with lustful looks. Each of them hungered for her; each of them grew horny; each of them imagined ******* her. Donna went to bed rather early, and fell into a good deep sleep.... Such a nice dream she was having; such a nice warm wet dream. Something warm, wet and thick was sliding up and down inside her, sending delicious erotic waves tingling and rippling through her body. Oh, it felt so good, so warm and wet and thick, sliding up and down her *****. She awoke gradually in the pitch-dark room, becoming aware that something was licking and lapping between her legs; something wet and thick was sliding back and forth in her ****.
It was a tongue--a thick wet tongue. At first Donna thought it was her husband. "Oh darling," she breathed out huskily. She raised her legs and moved her pelvis up. Two hands grasped her thighs, the tongue slid out of her ***** to be replaced by a ****--a long, stiff, thick ****. It dug into her **** without halting, sliding all the way up her quim in one continuous stroke. Donna was awake now and becoming aware that it couldn't be her husband. He was at work. But the thick **** was already doing its job. It was jamming her *****, screwing it with strong full lusty strokes. She now knew for certain that it wasn't her husband. This ***** was long and hard and meaty, filling her **** up, frigging her fast and fully. It was much bigger than her husband's and it was screwing her more lustily than her husband had ever screwed her. It was dark in the room, too dark to see who it was ******* her. She knew it had to be her father-in-law or one of her brothers-in-law, but she couldn't make out who it was. She could only hear his panting and feel his big peter pumping her ***** full and deep. But by then, Donna didn't care who it was anyway.
She threw her legs over his shoulders and heaved her pelvis up, and he went to town on her ****. He ****** her fast and hard, hunching his **** in her *****, frigging her all the way to her core. "Oh, ah, unh, ah," Donna panted and humped her **** to meet and match his thrusts. He pounded his big ***** in her, ******* and filling her up as she'd never been ****** and filled up before. "Oh god, oh yes!" she gasped and lurched her body up as she climaxed. Her ****** mashed his fat balls on her rump and crammed his **** deep in her quim and let her have it. He pissed a stream of *** in her, spewing in into her marrow. She panted and bucked and writhed as he squirted what seemed an endless amount of *** in her. Never had she been ****** so good; never had such a big ***** filled her up so completely; never had so much *** been spurted in her ****. The man slid his **** out and without uttering a word broke away from her, got off the bed and was gone. She lay there, totally satisfied and fulfilled, savouring the best ******* she'd ever had.
The next day, Donna thought off and on about her ****** and the good ******* she'd received. She wondered who it was, her father-in-law or brothers-in-law? It had to be one of them. Periodically through the day when she saw them, she studied and observed the both men. None of them gave any hint that he was the ******. She thought about her in-laws, picturing each one. Her father-in-law Turk was stout and robust with iron-gravy hair; her brother-in-law Red was strapping and ruddy; her other brother-in-law Worm was dark-haired, tall and sinewy. It could be any one of them, she thought. That afternoon, Donna's husband screwed her. He mounted her, gave her a dozen strokes, shot his wad, and then rolled off her. And that was it. Donna lay there, unsatisfied and unfulfilled--and thinking. Compared to her ****** of the night before, her husband fell way short. His **** was small, he had given her a mere dozen strokes, and had ********** a meagre wad of *** in her. There's just no comparison, she thought.
That evening after her husband had gone to work, Donna thought more and more about her in-laws. Which one could it be? None of them gave any indication that he was the one who had screwed the daylights out of her. Would he **** her again? Would he come into her bedroom that night and pump it in her, fill her up, **** her good and strong and full?
That night, Donna went to bed, thinking about him--whoever he was: her father-in-law or brother-in-law. She was awakened gradually, as she had been the night before, with a wet thick tongue sliding in her quim, tongue-******* her. She lifted her legs and drew them back, clutched his head and pressed her ***** on his face. He jammed his tongue in her ****, digging, swirling, and rubbing it up and down. "Oh, ah, umm, ah," Donna panted and twirled her *****, grinding it on his mouth. She reached down to his crotch and grasped his peter and stroked it. He slid atop her, and she gasped as he stuffed his stiff thick **** in her ****.
"****, Mistress, ****," he hissed in her ear as he began to frig her. She recognized her ******'s voice. It was her father-in-law. "Oh, Turk my little baby!" she huffed. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and began hunching back at him. "Mistress you like your daddy-in-law ******* you, honey?" he chuffed as he pumped his ***** in her *****. "Oh my little baby, ah, your **** feels so big and good!" she gasped. He humped his daughter-in-law, screwing her fast and hard. "Oh, ah, oh god, ah--I'm ******* baby!" she panted and bucked and thrashed. "******* in your *****, Mistress," he grunted. "Hot *** deep in your ****." "Oh god, yes!" she gasped and writhed and heaved her body up as her father-in-law grinded and mashed his fat balls on her *** and spewed ***** in her *****.
The next morning, Donna got up as she usually did: before dawn. She liked to prepare breakfast and have it ready for her husband when he got home from work. Her husband would eat and then go to bed. Then, Donna would stay up and prepare breakfast for her father-in-law and brothers-in-law who got up about six. Usually by seven a.m., Turk, Red and Worm had eaten breakfast and had hit the door to go do their farm work. But this morning, her father-in-law stayed in the house. He told Red and Worm to go on and do their work that he had some work to do around the farmstead and the barn.
Donna was in the kitchen, clearing away breakfast things, when her father-in-law came up behind her, slid his arms around her waist and pressed his crotch upon her rump. He rubbed his ***** on her, grinding it into her butt, and ran his hands up to her breasts and rubbed and squeezed them."Ohh...Oh Turk My baby," Donna breathed out huskily. "My ****'s as hard as a rock this morning, honey," he panted. "Umm, wanna stuff it in you--wanna dig it in your sweet *****." Donna get hold on his father in law Turk and take out his pant and brief down and started giving spanking to his father in law .His father in law’s **** started getting hard and he laid in the lap of Donna and said Mistress Please spank me so I can satisfy you. Donna gave him more than 50 swats and made his bum red and said in commanding voice now satisfy me.
He hunched her rump and slid a hand between her legs and rubbed. "Oh, ah, I want it, Turk my little baby" she squirmed and huffed. "But, Reece--he's here, he's in the bedroom--he might wake up. We can't do it here." "Come to the barn, honey," Turk said and pulled away and walked out the kitchen door. Donna went to the bedroom, quietly opened the door and looked in. Her husband was sound asleep. She walked to the kitchen and went out the door. She walked to the barn, her body tingling, her breasts throbbing, and bolts of wet heat shooting and rippling up and down her ****. She entered the barn and saw her father-in-law standing by a stall. He was stroking his crotch which was almost 9 inch long, rubbing it up and down. "Come here, honey," he said. She walked to him. He had her in the stall. He was on his knees and she straddled him, her legs wrapped around his waist. He held her tightly around her back, sucked her ******* and pumped the meat to her. "Oh god, you've got the biggest ****," she gasped and hunched. "Ahh--****, Turk, my little baby, ****. Bury it deep, hammer it home. Oh god, you've got the **** I want!" He humped his big **** in her, screwing her fast and hard, pumping his ***** like a piston in her *****. "Oh, ah, every day, Baby," she panted. "I want a **** like this every day." "I'm gonna **** you every day and every night, Mistress after you spank me," Turk chuffed. "Gonna pump you full every day, every night." He jammed his peter as far as it would go up her quim, mashed his fat balls on her *** and squirted ***** in her ****. "Here it is, honey," he gasped. "Hot ******* ***." "Oh, ah, squirt it deep," she panted. "Fill me up with ****, give me all you've got. Squirt *** deep in my ****!" Her father-in-law obliged her.
Donna was being ****** every day and every night by her father in law and gobs of ***** was being squirted in the core of her ****, to her womb. She was fertile, and it was only a matter until she was knocked up. A baby was indeed squirted in her. Nine months later, she had the baby, and it bore a marked resemblance to her father in law Turk. One day Donna’s husband came early from work and he found that her wife Donna was feeding her father in law Turk like child on her left breast he got very much angry but Donna soon called him near and pushed his mouth on her right breast and he too started sucking milk .She was treating both of them as her child.After feeding his husband and father in law she told all the story to his husband for which he too cannot get annoyed as he was unable to make her pregnant.He became her slave and his father used to enjoy the asset of his wife in front of him.
By:
jmfil123
Age:
56-60
