Reaping the benefits (Chapter 4)

It had been almost 22 years since I returned to Dad's farm and we started our incestous relationship. Dad was an early windower, me, Mom and his only child, and still pretty damned good looking woman for pushing 50+ years. The country air, dirt and all that it had to offer had been good for both of us. My son, Daniel, or Danny as he liked to be called, was proof that the country living was good. He had a broad back, strong legs with thick thighs, golden locks like wheat, and his father's piercing green eyes that could bore holes into your soul. Danny was the product of a night of passion, one that cost me $10,000 of the insurance money Momma left me, but it made my pussy dance and my juices' boil each time I thought of that one night. 

As agreed, Danny's 'father' never contacted me and Dad and I raised him to his stature. Shortly after that terrible winter night that I gave birth to Danny, dad moved from 'our bed' to the room next door. He would still visit occassionally and we'd spend the night kissing one another, stroking each other to the brink, but only one or two times a month did he have the energy to "plow" me with his cock, something I missed, but never let on. He was still an expert at pussy lapping, where he would take me over the edge to a screaming orgasim, but his 'hard-on's' were getting fewer and fewer, even with an occasional Viagra pill. He teased that the stallion needed to be put to pasture, and a new stud needed to be brought in. Mr. Johnson, dad's closest friend, and our closest neighbor, died 4 years ago. He was 'our' best friend and joined us in wild 3-somes, something we all loved. I always felt full and satisfied with dad buried to the balls in my pussy, and Mr. Johnson plowing my "back forty"; as he was the longer and thicker of the two. The "Big City" was inching closer and closer, threatening to take over all the country farms; but Dad held strong and refused to sell. Mr. Johnson's family closed up the house and had considered selling to the city, but when they heard that Dad had refused to be 'pushed out' they closed it and left it standing. Dad I promised that we'd look after it and keep it up and they would come about once a year and check up on it. It was nice to see them, but they never knew about mine and Dad's 'relationship' or their father's involvement in our 3-somes, one of the things I missed most about his being gone.

"Daddy's health was failing, and Dr. Andrew's, ole Doc Andrew's son, kept trying to convience dad to sell and move closer or into town, but Dad always refused. He loved his land, and he would die on it. Danny was the major reason I allowed Dad to stay on the farm and, Dad treated him like he was his own son. He was the major reason I didn't agree with the doctor's and convience dad to move. The winter's were getting harder each year, and it seemed that the rains were coming sooner every year. This one being no exception. It was getting harder for Dad to go out across his land, and the rain hurt his arthritis, so he stayed in the house more and more, which I hated, as he always loved the outdoors. The phone rang and Dad picked it up. "Pops, it's Danny, Mom around?" "Yeah, in the back of the house," dad announced "I'll get her!" I called from the back "I got it, dad" and lifted the phone to my ear. "Mom...., you there??? I can barely hear you." "Yes sweetie, I'm here, what is it?" "Mom the storm is something awful and it's threatening the roads out to the farm, I don't think I'm going to be able to get back home tonight. Don't worry, I'll get a hotel room and try after it starts letting up some!" The phone lines popped outside and the line went dead in my hand. "Danny, Danny??" I called, but the storm had knocked the line down and the line went dead in my hand. "Better get a couple of those carosine lamps out just in case, looks like a nasty storm!" dad said standing in the doorway. "Looks like just you and me tonight as the roads are being washed away." I hung up the phone.

Dad and I ate in silence and afterwards I took the dishes in the kitchen and laid them on the counter. "I'll do these tomorrow as the power doesn't look like it's gonna to stay on. I'm going to soak in a hot tub, and then call it a night." Dad pulled me close and nuzzled my taught nipple through my blouse. "I wish I could get this old pecker up, I'd die a happy man if I could plow you like the old days." "I know," I teased and kissed him deeply rubbing the roof of his mouth with my tongue. He still was a sexy man even in his 70's, and I loved him so. I filled the tub with the hottest water I could stand and laid the full length relishing in the warth and rubbing my fingers across my nipples causing electrick shocks to jump from them down to my erect clit. I signed and sat up with the water cascading down my belly. The bathroom door opened out and there stood Dad, naked and stroking his erect cock, hard as blue steel. "Benefit of viagra!" he mused. "I thought you quit taking that years ago?" I laughed. "Just for old-time's sake, one last time!" He smiled and pushed his hips forward making his cock and balls bolt closer to me. I reached up and pulled him closer to my mouth encircling the head with my lips. "OH GOD DADDY, I've missed this..." I hissed as I took him deeply into my mouth, pumping his shaft and rubbing his balls. "Easy babe, we've hours, or at least all night; got a bottle full of these little blue miricle workers," he laughed shaking the bottle. "Danny's not here and I've been missing this as much as I've been missing that tight pussy, and that even tighter ass!" He lifted me from the bath and we scrambled towards 'our bed' his slapping my ass as we ran and fell into each other's arms. Dad's arms and skin had softened with age, but his eyes still burnt a hole deep into my heart. "God I love you, Daddy;" I breathed as we fit into one another's arms. His cock twitched against my leg as he crawled between my legs and pointed it towards my throbbing pussy lips. 

I raised my legs up to his chest wanting him to bury that massive rock into me, but he pointed it more south and pressed the tip against my dampened butthole. I groaned in appreciation as he sunk deep against me pushing me open to accept the full length, sinking down so his balls kissed the backs of my ass cheeks. "Jesus, you're tight here," he breathed. "I can't believe every time we've done this it feels like you're going to snap off my dick inside you! It's been years, and it still feels like the first time so many years ago." I smiled up at him as he kissed the tip of my nose. "When you had Danny, and you bleed somuch, I thought I would have died then, I don't ever want to to loose you, baby." "You never will dad, I'll stay here until they bury me alongside you and Mom!" "There you go burying me again, you want to get rid of me so soon?" he teased. "No so long as ou have those little blue pills, and the rain forces Danny to stay in town!" I laughed and felt him twitch deep in me, "Let's see if this ole stallion still has it in him!," he said as he pulled out to the tip and shoved back to the hilt again. I grunted and met him thrust for thrust. He groaned feeling the first tingles of his empending orgasim rocketing through his veins. "OH sweet JESUS, I'M   CUMMMMMMMINGGGGGGGG!!!!" I yelled. "YEAHHHHHHHH," he chorused along with me as he emptied deep into my bowels. He rolled over onto his back alongside of me and gulped mouthfuls of air. "Sweet Jesus, that was good!" I sat up and looked at his organ which was still massive sized and still hadn't shrunk. "Benefit of Viagra!" he lauged and grabbed the shaft rocking it seductively in front of me. "Climb aboard and rise it!" "In time, in time," I mused. "I have other ideas for this here stallion", and dipping my head I sunk him deep into my throat. "OH SWEET MOTHER OF GOD!" he breathed as he raised his hips off the bed shoving his grey pubs deep into my nose. I ran my tongue over his bulbous head and teased the vein on the underneath side. 

"Keep that up and I'll be filling your mouth like I did your bowels!", he warned. I smiled back at him and continued the work at hand (and mouth!) As I kept my sawing motion up on his shaft, I rolled his balls in their soft sac and felt them tighten as I knew he was about to empty them; as he promised, deep into my throat. He shot his hips higher and shoved a finger deep into my quivering pussy as I felt the first jet of his pearly cum hitting my tongue. He growled low and deep. "HOLY JEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSUUUUSSS!" He snapped his head towards the door, and his eyes shot open. "OH NO! DANN....NO!" I turned to see what caught his attention and shrieked and held my hands to cover my face as Danny stood there with his mouth and eyes open wide. A line of cum and spit trailed from the tip of dad's cock to my chin, and I turned my head away. "Danny!" I cried. "I can explain!" "No!!! I don't want an explaination." He turned and stormed from the house, the screen slamming aganist the house as out the door he ran. OH GOD NO!" was all dad could say as he pulled himself to his feet and walked back to his room, crushed, closing the door behind him, leaving me to curl in a fetal position. I could feel the cum burning in my bowels and down into my stomach, as I cried myself to sleep.

I woke the next morning to a grey overcast day. It was no longer raining, but it still threatened it could again. I went out into the kitchen to see if dad was up, or had at least made coffee. The house was strangely quiet. I went back towards his room and knocked on the door. "Dad, get up sleepyhead, still dreaming about last night?" My pussy and rear still tingled tingled and my stomached leaped as I replayed the moments before Danny entered. Then all I could see was the discust in Danny's eyes. I stepped closer to the bed and hoved dad's shoulder. "Come on, you sexy thing, it's morning already, time to get up. That is unless you're already 'UP'" There was no response. "DAD?? DADDDDDDYYYY....." I screamed. I rolled him from his side, but his lips were already beginnging to sink inwards. I threw myself across him and cried like a baby again knowing that last night had caused his heart to finally give out. "OH Daddy, how I loved you!" I cried grasping his motionless chest. I picked up the phone and called the authorities to come and take care of everything. Doc Andrews and the sherriff came and told me that he had a massive heart attack, and that there was nothing anyone could have done; but I knew better. I had killed him. "Does Danny know??" he asked. "No," I shook my head. "I'll find him and let him know. Is there anything I can do?"the sherriff asked placing a comforting hand on my shoulder and pulling me in close, as the tears started again. 

Danny came home that night, but retreated into Dad's room, not even making eye contact with me. I knocked at the door, "Danny, can we talk?" "Go away you slut!" he yelled and tossed something against the door. I turned, tears streaking down my cheeks. "Danny," I cried, "I need you now!" "I said 'GO AWAY!'I HATE YOU, YOU'RE A COCK SUCKING whore!" he yelled through the door. These words burned a hole in me and I walked back to the room where I fell into the fetal position, the same as I had slept in the night before.

We laid Dad next to Mom in the family plot and I kised the top of his casket before it was lowered into the ground. Danny's eyes still burned with hatred towards me. After returning home, I took my shoes and pantyhose off and curled back onto my bed. The screen door opened and closed. "Danny??" I called. "Yeah it's me, I just came to get my things and get OUT!" "NO!, please let me explain?"

continued in Part 6 Final chapter.....