“Of course I know that. I may be a backwoods redneck, but I’m not completely stupid, you know? But that’s what Sally had asked me to do. And I wasn’t gonna tell her ‘no’. She was the one who was directin’ that scene you’re watchin’. So I gave her exactly what she was wantin’. And she was really happy after that.
“So, do you wanna suck my dick, or not?” Jerry asked point-blank, in a gruff tone-of-voice that let me know that he was beginning to lose his patience with me.
“Sure. But I don’t know if I can even fit that fat dick-head of yours into my mouth,” I said truthfully.
“Well, that’s okay. Don’t worry about it. Why don’t you just lick it like a big lollipop, while you’re jackin’ me off? I’m sure you’ll make me cum. ‘Cuz that’s exactly what Jake and I used to do to each other all the time.”
I dove down into Jerry’s lap, and began licking his enormous dick-head, while I was manipulating his short dick-shaft, and pausing every so often to feel out his balls, which were quite a bit larger than mine. Once I had managed to give Jerry’s dick-head a decent coating of my saliva, I stuck the tip of my tongue down into Jerry’s jumbo-size piss-hole slit, and I began tongue-fucking his much-wider-than-average urethra.
What I didn’t realize at the time, while I was busy giving oral sex to Jerry, was that the sex scene on the TV screen had completely changed.
But then I heard that unmistakable little-girl voice of Sally’s coming out of the TV speakers. And so I looked back up at the TV screen just in time to see the “Sally” on the TV screen.
She had her long, straight dark-brown hair parted right down the middle, and done up in braided pigtails that hung down on either side of her head. About an inch from the very end of each long pigtail, there was rubber band wrapped tightly around it in order to hold the braid together. A small, pink satin ribbon bow was also tied around the rubber band to help make each pigtail look more dainty.
And Sally was wearing a Winnie the Pooh Eeyore character nightshirt. It was a dark pinkish-red, thigh-length, “V”-necked, thin-cotton nightshirt. It featured a large picture of Eeyore sitting back on his haunches, with a single long-stemmed Daisy-looking flower in his mouth. And he was surrounded by the balloon-shaped words “Love & Happiness!”
“So, Daddy, do you like my new nightshirt? I bought it just for you,” the “Sally” on the TV says in her little-girl voice, as she plops herself down on top of the bed, with her legs dangling over the edge.
“Yes, Sweetie. That’s a very nice nightshirt,” Jake’s voice answers back from off-screen somewhere. “But I want you to show me what you’ve got on underneath it.”
Sally lies back on the bed and wiggles around, until she has managed to pull the bottom hem of her nightshirt all the way up around her waist, to show off her plain white cotton panties, that were previously hidden under the nightshirt.
“Do you like my panties, Daddy?”
“Oh yes. Those are some very nice panties. Are you wearing a bra, too?”
“No. I may be much older now, but I still don’t need one of those.”
“Why don’t you take off your nightshirt, and show me your little boobies then, okay?”
“Sure, Daddy,” Sally answered, hiking her Eeyore nightshirt up and over her head, and then dropping it down on the floor beside the bed. “So what do you want me to do next?”
“I want you to pet your little peepee right now, and make it feel good. Can you do that for me, Sweetie?”
“Of course, Daddy. I love petting my little peepee in front of you,” Sally replied, as she spread her legs apart, and reached down between her legs, so that she could begin to slowly rub the palm of her hand up and down her underwear-covered pussy mound.
“Well, are you gonna suck my dick, or not?” Jerry finally spoke up, to break me out of the nearly-hypnotic trance state that I automatically found myself in, while I was watching my wife on the TV screen, as she was busy giving the best “little girl performance” of her life, right in front of her own father–and the video camera.
I instantly realized that I had completely stopped fondling Jerry’s package, and that I was just holding onto his dick with my hand, while I had my concentration exclusively focused on the TV screen.
“I’m sorry,” I said, apologizing to Jerry. “Don’t worry. I’m gonna make you cum real good. I promise.”
And with that, I swooped back down into Jerry’s lap, shoved the tip of my tongue back down inside his piss-hole, and continued tongue-fucking his urethra, while I was jacking him off at the same time.
I didn’t dare look back up at the TV screen. But from the audio track, I could tell that Sally’s father was now having sex with her. He wasn’t fucking her yet. But he was playing with her peepee, and she was playing with his peepee at the same time. At least, that’s what their totally-inappropriate, incestuous dialogue implied.
Meanwhile, Jerry explained to me that he was the cameraman who had shot that particular video, and that he had shot that video during the last time that Sally had gone back to Fort Worth to visit her father–which by the way, was just a few weeks before Jake died.
“Oh shit! This part always makes me cum,” Jerry said to me.
And as if on cue, Jerry panted hard for just a few moments, and then began ejaculating his sperm. And the sperm just kept on flowing out of his fat dick, in thick globs for at least 30 to 40 seconds or more, as he was happily coating my tongue and lips with it. The thick sperm just kept emerging from Jerry’s gigantic pee-hole in small waves, until it was eventually dripping down my chin in long strings, and falling right back down onto his dick and balls.
I finally pulled my head up out of Jerry’s lap to see what he was watching on the TV screen (the part that he said “always makes him cum”).
And I could see that the “Sally” on the TV screen still had her panties on. But now she had the crotch panel of the panties pulled way over to one side, which left her hairless, freshly-shaved vulva totally exposed. But Jake’s hands weren’t anywhere near Sally’s pussy. Instead, hers were.
At this point in the scene, Sally had just finished jacking off her father, and now she was busy using her fingertips to methodically scoop up her dad’s freshly-ejaculated sperm from his dick-head, and from the bed sheets. And then she was frigging her own pussy with her fingers, to place the sperm up inside of her own vagina, before she pulled her fingers back out, and then finger-scooped up some more sperm, to repeat the entire process. She kept on doing this, until she couldn’t find any more little sperm-puddles left for her to scoop up.
Then, in her little-girl voice, she says to Jerry, “Uncle Jerry, why don’t you give that camera to Daddy, so that you can rub your peepee against mine?” Then she points towards Jerry’s off-camera crotch, and she tells him, “‘Cuz I can tell you want to.”
When Jerry traded off the camera to Jake, I discovered that Jerry had been naked the whole time that he was shooting the previous scene between Sally and her father. And he just happened to have his unique-looking version of a fully-erect penis sticking out at the front of his crotch. And that’s obviously what Sally had been pointing at.
“Come on, Uncle Jerry,” Sally says to him, motioning him over to her with her hand, “It’s time for you to tinkle in my peepee.”
Upon hearing Sally tell him that, the “Jerry” on the TV screen jumps on top of Sally in a missionary position, quickly mounts her, and then starts humping away at her pussy like a madman–without any foreplay, or kissing, or showing any type of affection to her at all. And within less than 30 seconds, Jerry orgasms and unloads his wad of sperm inside her, and then rolls back off of her, to lie on his back, beside her.
At this point, Sally’s giggling away like a schoolgirl, while she’s still lying on her back with her legs spread apart. And I could clearly see that the rear portion of her orgasmic pussy was rhythmically pulsating like crazy, and causing her to repeatedly squirt all over the bed sheets.
“Daddy?” Sally finally asks, after her orgasm had subsided, “Did that make you happy just now? Did you like watchin’ me tinkle like that?”
“Oh yes, Sweetie. That was wonderful! You’re such a good girl. You know exactly how to make your daddy really happy!”
As I was watching all this unfold on the TV screen in front of me, my dick was well on its way to becoming fully-erect again–without me having even laid a hand on it, since experiencing Jerry’s incredible blowjob.
“God damn it, Jerry! I can’t believe it,” I said, “I’ve actually got another hard-on.”
“Yeah, it’s kind of obvious,” Jerry agreed, pointing at my dick.
“I’m sorry,” I said, “I don’t mean to tease you like that.”
“What do you mean ‘tease me’? Are you sayin’ that you don’t wanna have more sex with me?” Jerry asked. “What’s the matter? Don’t you like the porn flicks I’ve been showin’ you?”
“It’s not that. The porn flicks are just fine. In fact, they’re fucking awesome! But you just finished cumming a little while ago. And I wasn’t sure if you wanted to keep on having sex with me right now.”
“Are you crazy? I’ve had plenty of pussy lately–thanks to your lovely wife. But I haven’t had my hands around another man’s dick since Jake died,” Jerry admitted, as he reached across and grabbed hold of my rapidly-stiffening dick. “And that’s way too long, as far as I’m concerned! I could certainly go for another round. And from the looks of things, you can too. But first, do you want me to clean you up a little bit? ‘Cuz it looks like you need it.”
“Sure. That’d be nice,” I told Jerry, “Thanks.”
“Good. Well, don’t go anywhere. Let me go grab a wet washcloth from the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”
As Jerry was leaving to go to get the washcloth from the bathroom, the scene on the TV screen abruptly changed once again.
This new scene showed a naked Jake on top of the bed. He was down on all-fours, with his bare butt stuck up in the air, as he was “presenting himself” to his younger brother. And I knew exactly what was getting ready to happen next.
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