give it to me good

Jill was almost a virgin when she and Eddie married. They had engaged in some heavy petting, to the point of her giving him oral sex, and masturbating him, but never intercourse. It had only been weeks before their wedding that she had allowed him to touch her pussy thru her panties. Of course now that they were married they had sex, but like a lot of newlyweds they were still learning about each others bodies, and likes and dislikes. Jill still had not had an orgasm from fucking, but she never even hinted to him that she wasn’t happy with their sex. She craved to be alone with her fingers to bring that glorious feeling she had discovered her freshman year of high school. She remembered rushing home, the anticipated feelings, and the sensuous feel of her wet young pussy as she slowly worked her way to multiple orgasms. She started hating the time she had to spend at school activities that would keep her from getting home to the magic of her fingers. Sex Education was last period and the image of the half hard penis from the poster Miss Franklin posted at the front of the room was still vivid in her mind as she imagined it entering her tight pussy. Now after they had sex, she would creep downstairs to the couch to be alone. She would finger her pussy and clit until she fell asleep, finally satisfied and exhausted..

Eddie had joined the family business, and was an instant workaholic. His mom’s favorite thing was “Send Eddie” or “Eddie will do it” and he was often gone overnight, or left before dawn to deliver hay, sometimes to pick up seed, or have the trucks and equipment repaired. Jill didn’t have a bad life, they lived in the shadows of his parent’s house, they had plenty of money, and Mommy Kirk had furnished their house nicely. His mom let them know early on that they were just guests, it was still her house, and any changes Jill wanted to make to the paint, curtains, or even rearranging furniture had to be cleared with the big house. Jill giggled as she rubbed her unsatisfied pussy, wondering if mommy Kirk needed to approve that too. It came as no surprise when his mom informed them that her brother Vick, Eddie’s uncle was moving in to their spare room temporarily. Jill had planned on using that room as a nursery. Vick and his wife Vickie were trying a separation, it seemed the only thing they had in common was the similarity in their names.

Her life changed drastically the day Vick moved in. She had to be fully dressed all the time, he was crude, always burping, or worse; he left his clothes all over, and most of all she was even more inhibited when she and Eddie were having sex. One night, they were having sex, quietly she thought, and Vick yelled out, “give it to her good Eddie” her pussy almost clamped shut. Then her panties started disappearing, and she would find them in his room with semen stains in the crotch. He was using them to masturbate with. It was getting harder and harder to even look at him. When she confronted Vick about her panties, he readily admitted it, saying he was just practicing for when he got that little pussy for real. She was shocked, then indignant, telling him, “not in this lifetime”.

Eddies mom gave Jill and Vick the job of delivering hay to customers more than 25 miles from the store, so they were usually in the truck together all day. Jill had to go along because Vick was careless with the paperwork, once he even lost a sizeable check.She was like a moth to the flame, disgusted by his casual familiarity, yet intrigued by it, she would often find her panties wet thinking about sex with him. Once when she and her husband were having sex, she imagined Vicks huge body on top of her, not making love, but fucking her, giving it to her “good” as he said. Then he would make some rude comment in the truck about showing her breasts or pussy to him, or taking her panties off so he could jack off with them while they drove along the highway, and she wouldn’t speak to him for days.

Just about the time she thought she was at the ends of her rope, Vic showed up with a beautiful ankle bracelet for her. A “thank you” to her for cooking for him he said. She was still in her robe; Eddie was there, so she felt safe and allowed Vick to put it on her right ankle. She could feel his breath on her legs as he fastened the delicate clasp with his huge fingers. She spread her legs almost involuntarily, and sucked her breath in sharply when he kissed each of her calves. She looked over at Eddy, he was watching with interest, but didn’t comment. She loved it and seldom took it off. When she went to the mall on Saturdays, she would watch her reflection as she walked along.