Ray Todd

Fun with the family

CHAPTER ONE

Perched on a sofa in the rundown motel with her smooth bare legs curled under her, Nancy Sullivan was idly smoking a cigarette as she chatted with Don Morgan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. Wearing a bit too much makeup, she was attired in only a brief pair of black panties and bra that accented the creamy whiteness of her almost nude body. Her dark shimmering hair fell below her bare shoulders while her big gray eyes looked out from beneath her full bangs.

Don Morgan was a cross country truck driver who Nancy habitually shacked up with when he passed through town. Married, and the mother of a teenage daughter, Nancy thoroughly enjoyed sleeping around with other men. But Don was the most fantastic lover she'd ever known.

Nancy was a very sensuous looking woman in her early thirties with a voluptuous figure and a huge pair of tits that she made no effort to hide. She had been knocked up by her husband, Larry Sullivan, when they were both juniors in high school. He married her just before their daughter was born, and dropped out of school to try and support his young family. Without any skills or training, he was only able to get menial jobs, and Nancy soon had to start waiting tables in order to make ends meet.

As the dreary years slowly passed, she became more and more disenchanted and bored with her husband. Some time ago, when he took a night job as a cab driver, Nancy began dating her male customers after she left the cafe in the evenings.

Now sitting with Don Morgan in the motel room, the woman could hardly wait for the wild fuck she knew he would soon be giving her. Nancy could feel her twat tingling with excitement when Don stood up and walked across the room to where she was curled up on the couch. From her previous dates with the man, Nancy knew that he would screw her with an animal like urgency that always drove her wild.

"You're some lady," he whispered sitting down next to the nearly nude woman.

Taking her in his arms, he passionately kissed her, his tongue sliding into the sweet wetness between her lips. Then possessively, he eased her into a reclining position, resting her head on the bolster at the end of the couch. Her dimpled navel and the smooth plane of her stomach were deliciously exposed above her brief panties. Feeling his gaze on the bare flash of her inner thighs, Nancy involuntarily opened her thighs, letting one leg fall from the edge of the couch, fanning a softly rounded plain where her panties stretched over the moistness of her pussy mound.

"Oh, Don," she whispered excitedly, feeling the man tenderly applying his warm lips to her upper thigh. Closing her eyes in bliss, she quivered with delight as his wet, warm lips moved over the sensitive flesh, nibbling, licking and kissing the nakedness of her widely spread legs. Moving his face further down be began kissing her ankle, her instep and her calf. Then raising her legs with his hands, Don spent long delightful moments sucking and kissing the soft flesh on the back of her knees.

"Oh, you sweet love," Nancy panted, knowing what was next to come.

Lowering her legs, Don slipped his fingers into the elastic of her panties, and when she arched her hips up, he slid the wispy garment down over her creamy smooth ass and slipped it off her ankles.