Married With c***dren: The Camera

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Married With c***dren: The CameraPeg Bundy was sitting on the couch, eating bon-bons and watching Oprah on television when the doorbell rang. It was her next-door neighbor Marcy D’arcy.”Hi Peg,” said Marcy flopping down next to her on the couch, “I just needed somebody to talk to. I’m so lonely without Jefferson.”Marcy’s husband Jefferson, along with Peg’s husband Al, had supposed gone off on a week long “fishing” trip at a remote lake in Wisconsin. Peggy suspected that they were spending most of their time at a nudie bar near the lake.”I don’t know if I can make it a week without…you know,” said Marcy.”You’ll live,” said Peg. “I’ve gone twenty years without ‘you know'””That’s easy for you, you’re married to Al. I’m married to JEFFERSON.””Gee, thanks.””I’m sorry. You know what I mean. Hey, what’s the topic on Oprah?””Lesbian marriages.””Oh, well that’s interesting. I’m FOR that you know. Equal rights for everybody, that’s what I say. Of course, I’m not a lesbian myself or anything.””Of course not,” said Peg.”Not that there’s anything WRONG with it.””Nothing at all.”They watched in silence for a while, and finished off the chocolates.”You know, I’m not saying I would be interested in that stuff PERSONALLY or anything, but I can …well…sort of understand how a woman might be attracted to another woman. Do you know what I mean?””Sure.””I mean especially if there aren’t any men around or anything. Women need affection, you know, and I can see how two women could turn to each other in a time of need. It wouldn’t necessarily make them lesbians would it?””I don’t see how.””I mean, they still love men and everything.””Of course they do.””It’s just that women need AFFECTION, damn it. I need it. YOU need it.””I need it?””Damn right you do. Al doesn’t appreciate you, you know. You’re a very attractive woman.””Oh, baloney,” said Peg, waving Marcy away, embarrassed.”It’s not baloney at all, it’s true. Al doesn’t know how lucky he is. Why, if I was Al Bundy I would…””You would what?”‘Well, I would satisfy your needs!””Ooh, do tell,” said Peggy leaning in closer. “How exactly would you satisfy them?”Marcy flushed red and looked down at the carpet, kırklareli escort embarrassed.”It’s ok,” said Peg, “you can tell me. I want to hear it.” She put a hand on Marcy’s knee, just below the hemline of her skirt, and gently squeezed.”I would pleasure you, you know… orally. Women need that, and men are terrible at it, if they do it at all.””Al sure doesn’t,” said Peg, slowly sliding her hand up under Marcy’s skirt, “I would die for some really good head.””I’ve never… done that… to a girl,” said Marcy. “But I’m sure I would be really good at it. I know what women like.””I bet you do,” said Peggy. She slid the edge of her hand all the way up between Marcy’s legs. “Your panties are wet,” said Peg, fondling Marcy’s sodden crotch through her underwear.”I know,” said Marcy breathlessly, “Please don’t stop doing that?”Peg slipped two fingers under the crotch band of Marcy’s panties and found the slippery, fur-lined lips of her pussy.”I don’t think it would hurt anything if we just did it once,” said Peggy. “Nobody would even have to know.””Of course not,” panted Marcy”I’ve always wanted to try it with a girl, just once.” Peg easily slipped a finger into Marcy’s wet cooze.”Me too,” said Marcy, squirming. “God Peg, you do that really well.””I know what women like,” said Peg, “do you want me to kiss it?””Yes.””Do you want me to lick it?””OH, Jesus fuck, YES!””Ok, you first,” said Peg, suddenly pulling her hand back from between Marcy’s legs.Peg stood up and peeled of her tight spandex pants. She removed her top and then unfastened her bra. Her heavy tits hung free. Her thick, red nipples were long and erect. She stood before her gaping neighbor in nothing but her panties.”Well, what are you waiting for?” asked Peg. Get naked.Peg sat on the couch and played with herself through her panties as Marcy quickly disrobed. She left her clothes in a heap on the floor and stood in front of Peg. Marcy had smaller breasts than Peg, but they were perky with stiff pink nipples. Her body was slender and she had a light brown bush of curly pubic hair.”Can I eat your pussy now?” asked Marcy.”Oh god yes,” said Peggy, spreading kırklareli escort bayan her legs.Marcy knelt between Peg’s thighs. Peggy’s thick red pubic hair curled out from the crotch of her panties. Marcy ran her tongue along the hollows of Peggy’s thighs, eliciting a groan. She sucked at Peg’s thick vulva through her panties. Marcy removed Peg’s soggy underwear and grinned, “I’ve always wanted to go down on a woman. I’m glad it’s you.She buried her face in Peggy’s bushy red muff. She lapped at the ruddy, meaty lips of her cunt. She sucked on Peg’s swollen clitoris. She probed her musky slot with her tongue. Peg moaned and squirmed and humped her furry gash against Marcy’s face.Marcy licked the crack of Peggy’s ass. She put her tongue inside her asshole and made Peggy come.”Oh, fuck, Marcy, that’s terrific. That’s the best fucking head I’ve ever gotten.”It was Peg’s turn. Marcy stood up and pulled Peg’s face forward into her muff. Peggy gave as good as she got. She squeezed the cheeks of Marcy’s ass with both hands as she licked her slippery slit.”Let’s sixty-nine,” said Peggy after Marcy had her orgasm.They were on the floor in that position, with Peg on top, gobbling each other’s cunts when Peg’s son Bud unexpectedly came home. Bud stood frozen in the living room staring for a moment. They hadn’t noticed him yet. He stared, mesmerized at the scenario on the floor. His mom had her ass towards him and he could see her red, furry gash as Mrs. D’arcy ate it. Just by chance, Bud had been at a community college photography class and he had his camera with him. He thought for a moment and then started snapping pictures.”My god, Bud, what are you doing? Why are you home?” asked Peg aghast as Bud walked around them, snapping from different angles.Peg and Marcy scrambled to untangle themselves and cover their bodies with their arms. “I think Dad and Mr. D’arcy would be very interested in seeing these pictures,” said Bud rather smugly.”You’re not showing those pictures to anybody, mister,” said Marcy”And why not?””Ok, Bud, how much do you want?” asked Marcy, “I’ll get my checkbook.””I don’t want money,” said Bud.”Well escort kırklareli then what do you want?”Bud grinned and set the camera down. “I want some pussy.”He unzipped his jeans.”You have to be k**ding, Bud,” said Peg”No way, mister” said Marcy.Bud pulled his jeans down and exposed an enormous, throbbing hard-on.”My god, Bud, I had no idea,” said Peg with a funny smile.”My god you’re HUGE,” said Marcy, “maybe we CAN work something out.”She crawled towards him on the floor and took his giant cock with both hands.””Marcy, he’s my SON!” said Peg.”He’s not MY son,” said Marcy and she took him in her mouth.Peg watched, bemused, as her son had his cock sucked. She had to admit, it was a magnificent cock. Too bad it was her son.Well maybe if she just held his balls a little bit.She crawled over just to watch… and maybe just touch a teeny tiny bit. She cupped his heavy scrotum as Marcy fellated him. Bud reached out to fondle Peggy’s tits. Well, that was probably pretty harmless. She found her own hand caressing his cock as it plunged in and out of Marcy’s mouth. She kissed his balls.Then they pushed him onto his back on the floor and they were both gobbling his cock. They lapped up his semen as it boiled out of his swollen knob. He stayed hard.”I’m gonna fuck him,” said Marcy, climbing astraddle his hips. Peg helped to guide his rigid tool up into Marcy’s sopping twat. While Marcy bounced up and down on Bud’s priapic boner, he begged his mother to sit on his face. Peg was now so horny that she didn’t hesitate. She squatted over his face and let him eat her hairy gash. He wasn’t even that bad at it. He actually made her come once or twice.Marcy got herself off on Bud’s dick and then it was Peggy’s turn. Bud wanted her doggy style. She got on all fours on the floor and he stuffed his massive dong into her furry red fuck-hole. It didn’t take long to bring his mother to climax. Bud then pulled his organ out of her cunt and slid the head of his cock up the crack of her ass. He pressed his knob against her brown puckered anus and slowly eased the length of his dick into her asshole. Marcy watched and masturbated as Bud fucked his mother up the ass. He came hard, pumping spurt after spurt of hot thick sperm into her rectum. He then collapsed on the floor. His shrinking, dribbling dork on his belly.”Ok, mister,” said Marcy, “I want that film.””Oh, there isn’t any film,” said Bud with a smile, “the camera wasn’t loaded.”END

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