Country Hospitality

My wife Kelly and I were returning from a weekend in the mountains. It was miserable, cold, rainy night, and we were driving on bad rural roads. I was driving too fast as usual, and Kelly was complaining about it, as usual. But I was tuning her out, as usual.

I couldn't see why she was complaining. I knew she had a very important appointment the next morning. She had starting a catering business, and it was struggling pretty badly. But this was a big break: an interview for a huge wedding that would really put her on the map professionally. So, getting home early enough to get a good night's sleep would seem a priority.

We must have hit a pothole, or a heck, maybe even a small animal. I don't know, but suddenly I lost control of the car. We ended up in a corn field. We weren't hurt at all, and when I examined the car I saw that at the very least both right tires were completely shredded. We only had one spare tire, and anyway I was not sure we could get out of the field, so we needed help.

I checked my cell. No reception. Stupid fucking mountains. We had to go on foot.

We looked around, but there was nothing except corn. We got out on the road and started walking toward a house we had seen about a mile back. We were drenched by the time we got there, and we were anxious when no one answered the door for a couple of minutes.

Finally a leathery middle-aged farmer opened the door. He had a sour expression on his face. His hair was askew and he had three-days growth of beard. He wore grimy overalls, and a dirty white t-shirt underneath which highlighted the red tint of his muscular arms. He smelled like the business end of a cow.

"Yeah, what?" he demanded as we stood in the rain.

"Hi, I am John and this is my wife, Kelly," I started amiably. He ignored my outstretched hand, while his eyes ran over Kelly's hot body, her wet dress clinging to every curve. "Our car broke down, and we need some help."

"What do you want me to do?"

I looked at him incredulously. "How about letting us in out of the rain to start?" I asked tersely.

He grunted and led us inside. Standing in the foyer were three equally grimy young me. The oldest looked about 25 and the youngest about 19. The were obviously brothers.

"This here are my sons, Randy, Bo and Billy," he waved his hand in their direction. "I'm Jessie, by the way."

All three boys ignore me and stared right at Kelly. A couple of times they whispered something among themselves and then laughed.

"So?" He said coldly.

"Well," I stammered, "could you maybe drive us to the nearest town."

"You want me to go out in that storm?" he asked.

"Well..." I started.

"Why would I want to do a damn fool thing like that? What's in it for me?"

So much for country people being more friendly, I thought. "What do you want?" I asked.

The boys again whispered and laughed, and the oldest, Randy, whispered to his father.

Jessie laughed. "Well, I'll ask, but don't hold your breath," he muttered to his sons.

He turned back to me and putting his arm around my shoulder took me aside. He whispered in my ear so that Kelly could not hear. "I'll tell you what," he began conspiratorially, "you let me and my boys fuck your wife and I'll take you wherever you want to go."

I was aghast. I pulled away, too shocked to speak. Before I could say anything, Kelly had stepped forward.

"Well, can we at least use your phone," Kelly asked pleasantly, oblivious to his request.

"Tell you what, little lady, show us your tits and you can make your call," Jessie offered.

"How dare you, you disgusting pig," Kelly raged in response. I put my hand on her arm to calm her down.

"Well, maybe you two just better get out of my house and off my land before I shoot you as trespassers," Jessie responded glumly, the thunder outside punctuating his words.

"Lets go," I said. We walked to the door, and just as we opened it, a brilliant display of lightening filled the sky. The deep boom of thunder rang out seconds later.

Kelly turned around. "Where is the nearest house?" She demanded.

"Well, the Kelso place is about five miles back down the road," Jessie answered with a grin, "maybe seven actually."

"Come on, just let us use your phone," Kelly pleaded.

"Let's see your tits."

Kelly shook with rage. "Alright you filthy bastard, you want to see my tits, well then take a good look." Before I could stop her she unbuttoned her dress and pulled it off her shoulders. Deftly she unsnapped her front-opening bra, allowing her full breast to fall forward, her nipples erect in the cold wet air.

Jessie and his boys crowded around and gaped admiringly at Kelly's firm hooters. The youngest, Randy, reached out and ran a finger over her nipples, but Kelly quickly pulled away.

"You can look but not touch," she said tersely. Then fastening her bra again and buttoning her dress, she fixed Jessie's gaze and said, "A deal is a deal, now where is your phone?"

Jessie smiled smugly and pointed into the kitchen. Without waiting for me Kelly stalked off to use the phone leaving me in the other room with Jessie and his boys.

"Your woman is some piece of tail," Jessie offered, "I bet she fucks like a wild animal."

I did not even want to dignify that comment with a response, so I started toward the kitchen to join Kelly. Just then she stormed back into the living room and approached Jessie.

"Your phone is dead."

"Yep."

Kelly was shaking with rage.

"Let's go," I said as I tried to pull Kelly toward the door.

"Go where?" she demanded. "We're not going to walk five miles in a fucking storm," she exclaimed as she shook off my grip. "Listen you old bastard," Kelly shouted at Jessie, "I need to be back in town by tomorrow morning. If you drive us we'll pay you well."

"How well?"

"Five hundred dollars?" Kelly offered tentatively.

Jessie just laughed.

"A thousand?"

"Not even close."

"Two thousand?" I wasn't even sure we had that much in the bank.

"Look, baby," Jessie began, tiring of haggling, "I don't want your fucking money."

"Well what do you want?" Kelly asked naively.

Jessie smiled. "Tell you what. I have a good deal for you. My youngest here," Jessie grabbed Randy around the neck for emphasis, "is still a virgin."

"So what?"

"Just listen, little lady. If you pop his cherry and let me and the rest of the boys take a turn too, then we'll drive your sweet ass and your sorry husband all the way back to the city."

Kelly took a step back, a look of shock on her face. She walked over to the window and looked at the raging storm to regain her composure.

"Now can we leave," I asked Kelly softly.

She turned toward me, her eyes glowing with rage. "Fuck you, John. You're the one who drove us off the fucking road."

"Hey take it easy, it wasn't my fault."

"Whose fault was it?" she asked snidely. "I told you to slow down. But no, you always have to fucking speed. I have to be home by 8:00 am, can you get me there by then?"

I said nothing.

"Alright, then shut the fuck up and let me deal with this."

I was dumbfounded. Kelly walked back over to Jessie.

"I'll tell you what, I'll give your boy here a nice hand-job. That should get his rocks off."

"I don't want his rocks off, I want his cherry popped. I also want me and to others to get our dicks wet."

"Come on, be reasonable, I'm not going to fuck all of you just for a ride."

"Then walk. And get the fuck out of my house before I blast holes in both of you," he grabbed a shotgun off the wall to underscore his point.

"Please," Kelly begged.

"Take off your clothes," Jessie commanded.

Kelly was sobbing slightly. Then she pulled herself together, look straight up at Jessie and started unbuttoning her dress again.

"No!" I shouted and took a step toward Kelly. I am not sure what happened next, but I felt a sharp pain in my back, and a moment later I found myself on the floor looking up into the barrel of Jessie's shotgun.

"Now you sit down and shut up," Jessie commanded.

"No," I said again causing Jessie to jam the gun barrel into my chest. I cried out in pain. I looked up a Kelly plaintively.

She looked at me with contempt. "This is your fault," she said coldly, and with that she pulled her dress off her shoulders letting it fall to floor in a damp pile. Jessie and his boys hooted in response.

Kelly seemed to pause for moment as she considered the situation. But then she proceeded boldly. She removed her bra and slid off her panties. She stood upright, her full breasts at attention and her long, lean legs spread slightly, exposing her trimmed snatch. Jessie and his boys walked around Kelly checking out every inch of my naked wife.

Randy piped up, his voice rising with anticipation. "Can I have her now, pa?"

Jessie ran his hand through Randy's hair. "Now, hold on son. Why don't I show you how it's done. There's plenty for all of us."

"Come here baby," Jessie commanded and my sweet wife obeyed.

Kelly stood before him. Jessie ran his hands across her trembling body. He cupped her ample breasts and rolled her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. He caressed the side of her face and slowly pushed his thumb in and out of her willing mouth. Then putting his hand on her shoulder he pushed her down to her knees.

Kelly did not need any prompting. She reached forward and helped Jessie get his overalls off. She pulled down his boxers and took his rapidly growing member into her hands. She gave him several long strokes, and then as he grabbed the back of her head she leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth. He started pumping his dick into her mouth and inch after inch passed through her full, red lips. Grabbing his butt, she pulled him toward her, and soon she had his whole eight-inch member in her mouth. Jessie looked up and started moaning softly in response to what must have been the best blowjob of his life.

But even though he was clearly enjoying himself, Jessie kept his head. He pumped his cock slowly. For a minute I thought he might shot his load into her hot mouth, but instead he pushed Kelly away. She looked up at him, a baffled look in her eyes, but soon he got down on his knees himself and pushed Kelly flat back onto the cold wooden floor.

"Come here boy," Jessie called to Randy. Randy approached his father cautiously.

"Alright, when you're getting ready to bang some bitch, first thing you do is spread her legs wide," Jessie said and he pushed Kelly's legs apart. "Then you use a little spit, and make sure her clam is nice and wet," he continued although Kelly's glistening pussy made it obvious that this was no concern here. "Finally, you aim your meat, and shove it in, hard," and with that hammered his cock deep into Kelly's sweet cunt.

Kelly gasped as he mercilessly pumped her. Her breasts were pointing straight up at the ceiling and each thrust set them bouncing up and down. Kelly dug her fingernails into his shoulders and squealed softly as he hammered her hole.

Jessie was definitely enjoying himself. He looked up at me, a broad smile on his face. Through his grunts, he croaked out, "Man, your wife sure is tight. If I had a piece like this I'd have fucked her so hard she'd be stretched 'til the end of time."

He gave her long, hard strokes, and Kelly was responding. From disinterested grunts at first, Kelly was now moaning passionately. Her hips were thrusting upward to meet his piston pumping. She swung her head back and forth as her lust got the better of her. Soon she started growling softly, and a moment later I saw her body buck upward as an massive orgasm shook her from head to toe.

Jessie was also getting pretty excited. Sweat flowed down his cheeks, and his face turned beet red. He started grunting, "Oh yeah, bitch. What a great cunt! Your cunt is so tight." Finally he tensed up, with a final savage thrust he shot his load into my luscious wife.

He rolled off her. Randy tentatively took a step forward. "Well come on boy, give her the business," Jessie exhorted. Kelly watched passively as Randy positioned himself between her still spread legs. Randy was clearly nervous and he fumbled with his zipper for a few moments before finally freeing his member. His cock was already rock-hard and the tip even glistened with pre-cum. Although he was still a skinny teen, he was a real man below the waist. In fact, he was more like a horse. His dick must have been ten inches long and thick as a soda can.

Kelly gasped at first, but then she reached out and gently stroked his meat. She was clearly admiring his member, and she obviously wanted him inside her. She pulled his cock toward her steaming hole. Randy was willing to be led. Kelly pressed his cock head into her pussy, and Randy took it from there. Remembering his father's lesson he plunged himself into her hard.

Kelly screamed as he filled her as never before. Randy was taken aback for a moment, but then her started pumping. Kelly was gasping and panting. Randy was driving her wild, and she was doing the same to him. He had the equipment of a pro, but the stamina of a rookie, and less than a minute after he had first entered her, he pulled out, his glorious member spent.

Now Bo and Billy descended upon her, and started ravaging Kelly. Randy sat in a corner watching and savoring his first time. Jessie came over and sat down next to me.

"I knew your bitch would be hot to trot. Man, her pussy sure was sweet, and hell, she could suck the chrome off a Chevy. By the way it sure is nice the way you let your wife service me and my boys," he said laughing.

I merely grunted, hoping this whole episode would end soon. But looking over at Bo and Billy I realized that it would be a while yet. They started out feeding Kelly their two cocks at the same time. Kelly was game, and as she sucked one she stroked the other switching back and forth every few seconds.

Bo maneuvered Kelly onto all fours as she continued to lick his brother's meat. He positioned himself behind her and rammed his cock home. Kelly groaned as Bo fucked her, but she never stopped servicing Billy's cock. He large breast swung violently beneath her, and the sound of Bo's body slapping against Kelly's filled the room. Bo and Kelly were grunting in unison both getting louder and louder as Bo drove relentlessly on to orgasm. Finally he grabbed her hips tightly and with a last thrust filled her cunt with his hot come.

Now it was Billy's turn. He pushed Kelly onto her back again. He grabbed her tits in his big paws and started pumping his cock into her pussy. Kelly had a wild look in her eyes. Her hair was all tangled, and she was grunting and squealing loudly. Her chest was heaving accentuating the fullness of her breasts. The smell of sex filled the air.

Billy picked up the pace as his brothers started cheering him on. Suddenly, Billy pulled out and climbed on Kelly's chest. His cock was glistening with her juices as he started pumping between her breasts. After a few minutes of this he moved up again, and a moment after he put his cock in her mouth I could see Kelly's throat moving a mile a minute as she tried to swallow Billy's load. He pulled out of her mouth and a thin stream of cum ran down from both sides of her smiling mouth.

Kelly was breathing deeply. She looked over at Jessie, and he nodded in response.

"Alright, little lady, a deal is a deal. I'll drive ya'll home."

"Can Randy come along?" Kelly asked lasciviously.

I started to protest, but then realized it was useless. Jessie, Randy, Kelly and I get ready and headed to a pickup truck. They got in the front seat, and assigned me to ride in the back.

For the next two hours, I sat in the rain in the truck bed. Through the rear window, I could see Kelly taking turns sucking and fucking Randy and Jessie in the front seat. For an agonizing half- hour, I had to watch Kelly sat on Randy's huge rod. She was looking right at me as she bounced up and down.

When we got home, I tried to talk to Kelly, but she told me that if I said anything she would leave me. I caved in, but things between us will never be the same.