0 comments/ 116687 views/ 6 favorites Martha's Revenge By: Just Plain Bob "You what?" I said to what my sister had just asked me. "You heard me," she said. "I know I heard you, but I just don't believe I heard you right." "But you did little brother, you did. I'll be over in a little bit to tell you about it." My sister Martha is three years older than I am, but we couldn't be closer if we were twins. I don't know or even remember how the tone of our relationship started, but it has been a raunchy one for as long as I can remember. When she was in high school she made it a habit to let me see her naked just so she could laugh when she gave me a hard on. Once I hit fifteen it was payback time. I used to barge in on her when she was in the bathtub, haul out my hose and take a pee in front of her and then give it a couple of strokes while she watched and then say, "Sorry Sis, you can't have it. You're family, you know?" And it got worse. One night I walked into her bedroom to get a couple of my records that she had borrowed and found her using a rubber dick on herself. I unzipped, walked over and stood in front of her, stroked myself until I got hard and then said, "Here! You can look at this one while you use the phony." She got even with me two weeks later when I was in my bedroom and about to slide my dick into the next door neighbor's daughter. In walked Martha and she said, "Here stud. Don't forget to use these" and she tossed me a package of Trojans. Poor Merrily was so embarrassed that she got up and ran home. It was all good natured and even enjoyable at times, like when she set me up with one of her girlfriends. "All she wants, brother mine, is a good, hard, no frills fuck with no attachments." Well, I did the job, but the no attachments part didn't stick. Janice and I made it for three months before she found some one her own age to do what I'd been doing. Martha and I even went on double dates a couple of times and I fucked my date in the front seat while she took hers on in the back. Another time she fucked her boyfriend on the couch while I stood at the front window keeping an eye out for mom and dad. It has slacked off a lot since Martha got married, but I can still expect surprises from her. Just last birthday I opened the present she brought me and then had to quickly shut the box so no one else could see what was inside - two dozen condoms, a fake rubber pussy, and a card the said, "Think Safe Sex." So when she called me today with her request I didn't know if she was kidding, setting me up for something, or what. "You heard me right" she said across the kitchen table, "I want you to find me one of your black friends who would be willing to be videotaped fucking me in my ass." I looked at her like she was crazy; "This is a joke, right?" "No joke little brother, just plain old revenge." Martha had caught her husband cheating on her, not just once but several times, and each time he had begged forgiveness and promised never to do it again. The last time, however, he'd gotten caught doing it in the marital bed. Martha intended to punish Bill in the most humiliating way she could think of, by letting a black man fuck her; no, not just fuck her, but fuck her in her ass and tape it so she could show him the video. Now to understand why this could be considered revenge you would have to know her husband Bill. All in all, a pretty nice guy, easy to get along with (too easy according to Martha), but he did have one major flaw - he was a racist and he had absolutely no use for minorities. In a partial defense of him it should be said that he was born and raised in South Carolina and his prejudice was built into him by family and friends from the day he was old enough to walk. It didn't help that he had never left the state until he was thirty. I did have to agree that if she wanted to get to him she had chosen the most guaranteed way. But I did have a question, "Why in the ass? Wouldn't just doing it on tape do the job?" "It might" she said, "But I don't like it anal and I won't let Billy do me there, so letting a black man do it should send him to the moon." I gave her the most serious look I could muster and said, "And when he goes and gets a gun and comes looking for you, what then?" She smiled and said, "I'll be out of the house by then and living here with you. You will protect me, won't you?" I spent another hour trying to talk her out of it, but she had her mind made up and so, with great reluctance, I told her I would help. Martha is 5' 6", 120 lbs, with 36C cup tits and raven black hair that hangs all the way down to her ass. She's had boys sniffing after her since she was thirteen and old enough to know what they were trying to sniff. So getting someone to fuck shouldn't be a problem, right? Wrong! "What's wrong with her to she has to have you find somebody to do her?" was the most common response that I got and, "Shit man, I don't want to take no chance on getting AIDS. Poopchute fucking is a no no anymore" was the next most common. My favorite was, "Yeah, right! I'll be in the saddle going for glory when that cracker son of a bitch comes crashing through the door with a shotgun." By the end of the week I hadn't found anyone (anyone black) willing to fuck the best looking woman in town - totally unbelievable! Just when I thought that I was fighting a lost cause I got some help from none other than Bill himself. Clarissa Maggus was bent over trying to change a flat tire when Bill came by. He started to slow down and give her a hand, but when Clarissa stood up and Bill saw that she was black he swung back on the road and drove away. The next day Clarissa's brother Roy came to see he and me was pissed, "Does your sister still want to hang horns on that miserable son of a bitch?" I nodded my head yes and Roy said, "Then I'm your man." I called Martha and gave her the news and asked her where and when. "Tomorrow night and can I use your place? I don't want to take a chance on Billy coming home before I'm through." I was quiet for a moment and then I said, "I hope you don't expect me to be there when you do this." "You have to be there!" she cried, "I need you to take the video." I laughed at that one, "I don't think so. For God's sake Martha, you're my sister. I'll grant you that were close and I've watched you get screwed before, but I can't watch you get screwed by somebody else and take pictures of it. When that gets out, and you know that it will, I'll have the reputation in this town of some kind of sexual pervert." Martha begged and pleaded and against my better judgement she finally talked me into it using the argument that she might need me to protect her from Bill. I was not a happy camper, but she was my sister and Bill was going to be outraged when he found out what she'd done. And, as I've mentioned earlier, it wouldn't be the first time I'd watched her get laid. There were times when I hated Martha and this was one of them. "How do I look?" she asked as she spun around in front of me in only thigh highs and high heels. I looked at her and cursed the fates that made her my sister. Right at that moment I wanted her so bad that I felt actual physical pain, but instead of being able to have her I was going to have to watch as someone else took her. The doorbell rang and I opened the door to find Roy standing there, but he wasn't alone. "I brought Vernon and George to watch my back just in case that cracker bastard finds out what's going on and comes over. They'll wait outside in the car, but I wanted you to know that they are here." From behind me I heard Martha say, "They don't have to stay in the car. They can wait in the living room." I turned to look at her and she said, "I know what I'm doing. If they stay in the car they will always wonder if Roy was telling them the truth. In the living room they'll know its true because they will hear what's happening. Then they will tell all their friends and everybody will start looking at Billy with smirks on their faces. Don't forget little brother, this isn't about getting me laid, it's about humiliating Billy." I just stood aside and let the three of them walk in and all three developed instant erections as soon as they saw Martha standing there. Martha smiled sweetly and said, "Thanks for helping me out on this Roy. I'll try and make it worth your while." She took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom and I watched Vernon and George watch her walk away. I couldn't help but laugh, "Hey, I asked both of you and you both turned me down." I picked up the video camera and followed Martha and Roy down the hall. Martha was undressing Roy when I got there so I moved off to the side and started filming. She got his shirt off and stood on tiptoe to kiss him while she undid his belt and pulled down his zipper. The pants fell to the floor and Roy kicked off his loafers and stepped out of the pants while Martha, still on tiptoe and kissing him, slid her hand into his shorts and started playing with his cock. Martha broke the kiss and went to her knees and pulled down his briefs. As his erect cock leapt free she leaned forward and captured it with her mouth and held it while she worked his shorts and then his socks off of him. Her hands went to Roy's hips and she held him while sucking his cock and as I watched that black pole disappear into that white face my cock twitched and I knew that I was going to keep a copy of the tape for myself. For the next couple of minutes Martha did not suck Roy's cock, she made love to it, several times looking over at the camera and winking. I thought about what an ignorant bastard Bill was to have fucked up and thrown Martha away. Martha got up and led Roy to the bed and she lay down and spread her legs, "Fuck me in my pussy first baby. I need to warm up a little before you take my ass." I moved to the side of the bed and zoomed in on that black cock sliding into Martha's pussy and I knew that Bill would be grinding his teeth when he saw it. I pulled back to wide angle and then moved around the bed catching different angles as Roy fucked Martha. The sound track alone would drive Bill nuts, "That's it baby, push that black cock into me. Oh god that feels good. Fuck me baby, fuck me hard. Oh god, oh god, oh god, harder baby, harder. Oh god, oh god, I'm cumming, I'm cumming. Hold me baby, hold me. Come on baby, give it to me, give it to me hard. That's it baby, cum for me, cum for me baby, cum for me." I didn't exactly know how Bill was going to react, but it was killing me. Then came the part that would send Bill over the edge; Roy said "I'm gonna cum, gonna cum" and Martha said, "In me baby, in me, shoot it deep in me." I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and turned to see George and Vernon standing just inside the bedroom door. They both had their dicks out and were jacking off while watching the action on the bed. Back on the bed Roy was just getting off of Martha and she took one look at his limp dick and asked, "How fast can you get it back up?" Roy gave a little chuckle and said, "With your magic mouth? Maybe three or four minutes." Martha smiled and said, "Bring it here baby, let Martha help." As Roy was changing positions Martha noticed the other two in the room and she looked at me. I didn't know what to say so I just shrugged. Martha turned her attention back to Roy and started sucking his cock. Two minutes into the blow job she stopped and looked over at George and Vernon. She started to turn her attention back to Roy and then stopped. She got off the bed and had Roy move over to the side of the bed and then stood next to the bed and she went back to sucking his cock. Thirty seconds later she stopped, turned to George and Vern and said, "Doesn't my standing here bent over at the waist with my legs spread mean anything to you guys?" Both guys dropped their pants and rushed over to Martha. George got there first and he slid right into Martha with no trouble. Vern being the slow one had to settle for standing off to the side so Martha could give him a hand job. Martha turned to me, "Make sure you get all of this little brother, don't miss a thing." I was not only getting it, but it was getting to me. Roy's cock grew as Martha worked on it and finally Roy said, "It's ready for you honey" and George said, "Hold on, hold on, I'm almost there, I'm going to cum, I'm cumming baby, I'm cumming" and Martha pushed back at him and moaned, "Give it to me baby, give it to me. Shoot it in me baby, cum in me, cum in me." I zoomed in on her face as she licked the head of Roy's cock and then pulled back to get a shot of the cum running down her leg as George pulled out of her and she sucked the head of Roy's dick. Then I pulled back a little further and got a group shot of Martha jacking off Vern, while George was pulling out of her and she still had her mouth on Roy. Martha let go of Vern and he hurried behind her and slid his dick into dripping mess that was her pussy. I had moved around to where I could get a close up of Martha's face as Vern slid his cock into her and the look on her face was pure lust and as Vern entered her she moaned, "Oh yes, oh god yes. Fuck me baby, slide that black piece of meat in me and fuck me hard." I moved back off to the side and got a wide-angle shot of Martha bent forward with her elbows resting on the bed as Vern plowed her from behind. Vern was the one who was really going to upset Bill. Both Roy and George were light brown, but Vern was coal black and his blackness and Martha's whiteness were startling when seen together. Vern took about five minutes before he said he was going to cum and when he said he was ready Martha looked right into the camera and cried, "In me, I want it in me, fill me up baby, fill me up." Again, I zoomed in on Martha's pussy when that black cock slowly withdrew and shot the small stream of cum that followed it out and ran down the inside of her leg. I walked over to her and bent down to whisper in her ear, "You are going to have to do without a cameraman for a little bit. I need to get rid of this major problem that watching you has caused." She gave me a look that I'd never seen from her before and said, "Oh baby, I'm sorry. I didn't even think of that" and then there was a moment's hesitation and she said "I'll take care of you little brother" and she reached for my belt buckle. I backed away, "No! I would love it, but not with these guys here. It won't hurt your reputation when it gets out what you are doing with these guys and why. It just means that more guys will come sniffing around. If word got out that you did me, we would both have to leave town." When I came back from the bathroom and started filming again George was sitting at the head of the bed with his back to the wall and Martha was climbing on the bed and getting ready to put her head in his lap. Roy was behind her with a tube of KY jelly waiting for her to get into position. "Just take it slow and easy baby" Martha said, "I've only done this twice and I don't really like it." She looked at me and said, "This is the part you don't want to miss little brother, this is what we are here for, the part I really want Billy to see." Roy moved behind her and said, "If you didn't like it honey, it's because it wasn't done right. You just concentrate on George and I'll work my magic back her." I turned the camera and shot Martha's head moving up and down on George's dick and then I pulled back to wide angle so I could get both George and Roy in the picture. Roy put some KY on his finger and began rubbing Martha's rosebud. After a minute or two he put some more KY on his finger and began slowly working it into Martha's ass. He took his time and went slowly, constantly adding KY and then he switched to his thumb. Martha was moaning as she sucked George, but she didn't seem to be in pain. Roy now had two fingers in her butt and was working them in and out and Martha was squirming on the bed. Roy pulled his fingers out and moved up close behind her, put some KY on the head of his dick and the pressed it against Martha's rosebud. There was a moment's resistance and then the head of his cock popped inside. Martha's body seemed to tighten up, but when Roy didn't move she relaxed. Her head was bobbing up and down in George's lap and I saw his hands move to the top of her head and then he said, "Here it comes sweetie" and I zoomed in on Martha's face and filmed the cum running out of her mouth and down George's shaft. Martha swallowed all that she could and then she licked his cock clean. "Honey" George said, "You can come and live with me if you need a place to stay. I'll let you do that all day and all night." Martha giggled and said, "Thank you baby. You've got a nice cock. I just might take you up on that." Roy, who had been holding still, said "Brace yourself honey. It will hurt for a minute or so and then it will get better" and with that he started making short strokes and working his cock into her butthole. I didn't want her facial expressions while she was showing pain so I zoomed in on Roy's cock as it moved back and forth in Martha's ass. Roy went slow and it took him almost three minutes to get his entire cock all the way in. He kept making short strokes until Martha's moaning started changing to "oh, oh, oh" and then to "Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes" and finally to "Oh god, oh god, oh god yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." I pulled back to wide angle and filmed Roy as his strokes became longer, but he still kept it slow and easy until Martha cried out, "Fuck me god damn it, fuck my ass, fuck me hard." Roy started pounding at her ass and Martha was going, "So good, so good, oh god fuck me, please don't stop fucking me" and then her voice was choked off and I looked to see that Vern had climbed onto the bed and he had his dick in Martha's mouth. After that it got repetitious. All three guys fucked Martha in the butt, she sucked some more cock, got fucked in the pussy a couple of more times and I was on my fifth thirty minute tape when she did the ultimate - she took all three of them at once - one in her mouth, one in her ass and one in her pussy. It was mind blowing to see her being bounced around and trying to handle all that cock. It was two in the morning when the three guys left a very fucked out Martha lying on my bed. They all told her that they would love to do it again and would be available if she ever got the urge. "I won't rule it out" she said, "I kind of liked it." When they were gone she said, "You know I'm your new roommate, right? I can't go home after this so you are stuck with me until I can find a place of my own." I said, "I don't mind, as long as you don't do anymore of these things and make me film them." She chuckled and said, "That was my first time with more than one guy and I really think I could learn to like it." Well, she did, but that's another story. The rest of this story is that I transferred the five thirty minute tapes to a six hour VHS tape and Martha Fed-Exed it to Bill along with a short note that said, "Just something for you to watch when you aren't fucking Annie, Beatrice, Debbie, Angela, your secretary or that big titted barmaid down at Andy's. His response wasn't anywhere near what Martha expected, but that's also for another story. As for the curious among you, no, I did not fuck my sister after the guys left and we were alone, but the attraction is there and who knows, maybe another story there too. Martha's Revenge Ch. 02 Martha Fed-Exed Bill the tape on Thursday morning and Saturday at noon he was beating on my front door. When I opened the door he said, "Is she here?" I nodded a yes and he said, "I need to talk to her." I told him that I didn't think she wanted to see him, but I'd go ask and I closed the door on him. I walked back to the kitchen where Martha was making us lunch and said, "Guess who is here and wants to talk to you?" She looked up from the sink at me and I said, "Yes indeedy, it is your very own ex-true love." She shook her head no, "I don't have anything to say to the man - the tape said it all." I went back to the door and told Bill what she'd said. "Come on man, you have to help me here. I know I've given her reason to be pissed, but I have to talk to her. Keep the screen door locked and stand next to her if you feel the need, but I have to talk to her." Once again I closed the door on him and went back to the kitchen. "He's still here and he still wants to talk. I think you should do it and get it out of the way. He'll just hang around until you do." Martha said, "I don't really want to, but if it will get rid of him I guess I'd better. But I want you in the next room in case I holler." I left the two of them talking through the screen door and I went into the living room to give them some privacy. About five minutes later Martha stuck her head in the living room and told me that she was letting him in and they were going into the kitchen to talk. Half an hour later I heard him leave and I went out to the kitchen. Martha was sitting at the kitchen table and she had a strange look on her face, "You won't believe this little brother, but that tape turned him on. He wants to know if he can be there if I ever do it again." I looked at her and I'm sure that she could she the skepticism on my face because she said, "I know, I know, it doesn't sound at all like Billy, but he says that tape is the most erotic thing he has ever seen and he has watched it over and over ever since he got it. He didn't beg me for forgiveness or to come back to him or anything like that. He just wants to be there if I do it again." Then she gave me a long look and said, "I loved doing what I did, but I only intended to do it once, and only then to get back at Billy. But I have to tell you that I'm tempted to do it again just so I can watch his face." Again she read my face, "You don't think it's a good idea, do you?" I just nodded my head no. "Why not?" she asked. "Can a dog change his spots? Do you think that someone with his history of racial hatred is going to do a one-eighty that quickly?" She grinned at me and said, "Little brother, when it comes to their dicks I've seen some pretty damn quick changes in guys." "Yeah," I said, "But what if what he really wants is to get you and the guys together in one room so he can haul out a gun and do you all at the same time?" She gave me an amused look, "Not my Billy little brother, not my Billy." I didn't say anything for a bit and then I asked, "So, are you going to do it?" It was her turn to be silent and then she said, "I don't know. I'll have to think on it." I had a bad night, but then all of my nights had been bad since Martha's gangbang and her moving in with me. All I had to do was remember that night and I'd get a hard dick, and having a hard dick with Martha just down the hall was pure agony. I knew that if I went to her room she wouldn't chase me away, just as I knew that she knew that I wouldn't run her off if she came to me. Again and again I cursed the fates that made us brother and sister. The morning got off to a very bad start with Martha telling me over breakfast that she had decided to call Roy, Vernon and George and see if they would be willing to do it again with Bill in the room. If they said no that would be the end of it, but if they said yes she wanted me to be there in the role of peacekeeper. She saw the look on my face and said, "Please baby, please?" What the hell could I say except yes. It was a good thing it was Sunday because I wouldn't have gotten a damn thing done if I'd had to go to work. About noon Martha asked me if I would call Roy and I blew up on her, "No fucking way. I might have to suffer through being there, but I am not going to be your fucking pimp! You want to do this, you call him!" and I stomped out of the room. I went outside and changed the oil in my car and then rotated the tires and when I came back in she said, "Is Tuesday okay with you?" "No day is going to be good for me, but the sooner we get it over with the better." The rest of the day didn't get any better for me; Martha, Roy and the rest of the guys kept intruding on my thoughts so I decided that just mind numbing physical labor was what I needed. A cleaning out of the basement and then the garage was long overdue so I spent the rest of the day hauling boxes up out of the basement and stacking them in the garage. I'd use Monday to sort through them before putting them out for trash - anything to keep my mind off Martha. Monday was another bad day for me. I got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Just as I got there the door open and Martha came out. She was naked except for a towel wrapped around her head and the sight of her high pointed breasts gave me an instant hard on. Martha noticed it and said, "Is that for me little brother?" She chuckled, "If you want to give it to me I'll be more that happy to take it." "God damned tease!" I snarled as I went into the bathroom and slammed the door. I could hear her laugh echo down the hallway as she went to her room. That set the tone for the rest of the day and the entire time I was at work images of Martha kept intruding on my mind; Martha coming out of the bathroom, Martha and Roy, Martha and all three of the guys in her. I finally reached the point where I couldn't take it anymore and I told the boss I wasn't feeling well and I took the rest of the day off and went home. I still needed to occupy my mind and my time so when I got home I started sorting through all the stuff I'd brought out of the basement. The first box was full of papers and legal stuff that the lawyer had given me when mom and dad had died. I really didn't need any more emotional baggage on that particular day so I set it aside for later. As I dug through the rest of the stuff I found pretty much what I expected; stuff that had been moved from house to house over the years and had never been used. In the end, out of seventeen boxes that I'd hauled out of the basement three went to Goodwill, one went back to the basement and the rest went out to the curb for trash pick-up. Mom and dad's personal papers stayed in the garage for another day. Martha came home from work and fixed us dinner, but it was a pretty silent meal. Finally Martha said, "I'm sorry little brother. I know I shouldn't tease you, but sometimes I just can't help it. It's just that I want you so bad and I know we can't and it gets so damn frustrating. I'll find a place soon - I promise - and then we won't be around each other to tempt fate." I said, "It would help one hell of a lot if I didn't have to be around you while you're fucking over Bill." She gave me a sad smile and said, "I'm sorry baby, I know I'm asking a lot of you, but this time you don't have to film it. Just be in the next room in case I have to call for help." Tuesday at work was no better that Monday had been, if anything it was worse because I knew what would be happening that night. I couldn't afford to miss anymore time off work so I just had to suffer through the day. At dinner that evening Martha told me that she had changed her mind and that she did want me to tape the evenings festivities, "If Billy gives me any shit I'll mail it to his family and let them see him standing there watching black men fucking me." I was not a happy camper. I called Roy about five o'clock just out of curiosity and asked him why he had agreed to do it knowing that Bill was going to be there. "Simple" he told me, "I just want to rub that redneck bastards nose in it. I want him to hear his wife begging me to fuck her hard. Do me a favor and ask her if, when I get ready to cum, she'll holler "in me baby, as deep in me as you can." I shook my head, "Sorry, you have to understand how weird this is for me in the first place. I can't carry messages like that." Bill was the first one to arrive and I took advantage of the fact that we were alone to ask him why he was doing it. "I don't honestly know. I saw that tape and I knew as soon as I saw it what she was trying to do, and I guess I deserved it, but the tape got to me on some level and it turned me on like nothing ever had before. I've watched it over two dozen times since I got it and when I'm not watching it I'm thinking about it. I guess that makes me pretty fucked up, huh?" I didn't figure I could answer that one, not given the way the tape affected me. He went on, "Maybe what I'm really hoping for is that seeing it in person will disgust me enough that I'll get up and leave and never look back. On the other hand maybe what I want more that anything is to take Martha home and treat her the way I always was supposed to, so she'll never have to do anything like this again. I honestly don't know." Bill was sitting in the easy chair in the living room when Martha came in to the living room in nothing but high heels, nylons and a garter belt. She did a slow turn and said, "How do I look guys?" Bill looked at her and I could see the hunger on his face, but all he said was, "You look very nice Martha." She turned toward me, but I was saved from having to say anything by the doorbell. It was Roy and George and while I was holding the door open for them Vernon hurried up the walk. I went and got the video camera and when I came back Martha had everyone arranged. Bill was still in the easy chair and the three guys were sitting next to each other on the couch naked from the waist down. Martha glanced over at Bill to see how he was taking it and then she knelt in front of the three black men. For the next ten minutes she went from one end of the couch to the other and then back sucking one cock after the other while I filmed the action. I kept cutting away from the couch to catch the look on Bill's face. He was so engrossed in what was happening in front of him that I don't believe he even noticed me taking pictures. Finally Martha stood up and led the boys into the bedroom. Martha had set a chair right next to the bed and she pointed at it when Bill came into the room, "Billy, you sit down right there and you behave yourself, hear?" The next two hours were basically a repeat of the first night with the only change being Martha's comments to Bill as the action progressed. It was obvious to me that, like Roy, her intent was to rub Bill's nose in it. She began by having Roy lie down on the bed and then she bent over and took his cock in her mouth. She licked him a few times and then turned to Vernon and George and said, "Okay, who is going to be first?" George moved up behind her and Martha looked at Bill and said, "Watch him slide that nice black cock in me while I suck Roy's hard black dick." I saw the smile on Roy's face as he looked Bill right in the eye as Martha's lips closed around him. I filmed George ramming his cock in Martha while her head bobbed up and down on Roy and then I moved to a close up of Bill's face. Any doubt I might have had over his real reason for being there that night vanished when I saw the expression on his face. Roy and Martha might have thought they were rubbing his nose in it, but Bill was turned on big time. I pulled back to a wide-angle shot and it showed Bill staring at what was happening on the bed while squeezing the lump in his trousers; he was enjoying the hell out of this! It took almost five minutes and then George announced that he was going to cum and Martha took her mouth off of him long enough to say, "Fill me up baby. Shoot it down my throat" and the she went back to sucking Roy. In less than a minute cum was leaking out of the corners of Martha's mouth and running down her chin. She released Roy's cock long enough to look over at Bill and slowly lick her chin. It was at that moment, looking into Bill's face while she licked Roy's cum off of her chin, that she realized that what she was doing was not punishing Bill at all and that in fact, the more wanton she got with her black lovers, the more Bill would like it. She told Vernon that she wanted him in her ass and then she turned so she could look directly into Bill's eyes as Vernon fed his cock into her tight anal orifice. She talked him all the way through it, "That's it baby, easy, go slow baby, go easy on me. Aw god does that feel good. Slide that big black sausage into my tight little asshole. Oh Jesus, but I do like black cock in my ass. That's it baby, fuck me now, fuck my ass." She kept that up until Vernon told her was going to cum. "Do it baby, do it. Fill my ass with your cum" she moaned. After Vernon George fucked her in her ass and then so did Roy. After Roy had fired his load in her butt she said, "My poor pussy is feeling neglected guys. Won't someone please slide a hard black cock into my wet pussy?" All three guys fucked her and then she told them to relax. "Next I want all three of you at once so I want you all rested, hard and ready to go at the same time." I had been shooting tape of all this and I kept going back to Bill's face. He was showing great restraint, but I could tell that more than anything he wanted to be part of the action. I could hardly blame him because I had the same feelings. When the three guys took Martha at the same time, ass, pussy and mouth, Bill couldn't hold back any longer. He opened his pants, took out his cock and began beating off. At that point I felt guilty about taping his reactions to what Martha was doing on the bed and I turned the camera off, but Martha was still taunting him. As she serviced her three black lovers she kept bombarding Bill with "Oh god yes, you guys feel so good. I love your beautiful black cocks in me. That's it, fuck me boys, fuck me good. Watch them Billy, watch them stuff me full of hard black meat. Watch them fuck your wife with their hard black cocks. Does it turn you on Billy? Does it make your dick hard to see your whore wife with all these black cocks in her?" Bill was so intent on watching that when he got himself off, he blew his load all over the front of his pants. I saw Roy smirk when it happened and I wondered again why Bill was willing to subject himself to all this abuse. For the next hour the three men took turns using Martha's ass, mouth and pussy. Finally Martha said, "Why don't you boys run along now. I think me and my hubby need to talk." Roy, Vernon and George got dressed and headed for the door, but just before they got there Martha said, "Thursday night? Same time?" The guys all grinned and said that they would be there. When the were gone Martha said to Bill, "Well? Did it turn you on as much as you thought?" Bill croaked out a hoarse "yes." "Do you want to fuck your whore wife?" Again the croaked yes. "You mean that my racist husband is willing to stick his lily white cock into the accumulated cum of three black men?" Bill stood up and undressed, but as he approached the bed Martha laughed at him, "Not so fast Billy. You have to earn the right to fuck this slut for black cock. Are you willing to pay the price?" Bill said in a voice that cracked just a little, "Whatever I have to do, I'll do it." Martha looked surprised, she hadn't expected this, but then she gave him an evil grin, "Eat my pussy Billy. Get down there and lick up all that black cum and then I'll let you fuck me." At that moment I didn't like my sister very much and I left the room, but I guess Bill did what she wanted him to do because later I heard her cry out, "That's it baby, fuck me, fuck me hard." The next morning I awoke to a strange feeling. I had dreamt that I was fucking Martha and when I woke up my dick was hard and it did feel like it was being used. I looked down and saw Martha with her hand on my cock and looking up at me. "Good" she said, "I wanted you awake for this" and she took my cock in her mouth. I wanted to push her away, to say that this was wrong and that we couldn't do it, but I didn't. I just lay there and enjoyed it. It only took her two or three minutes to get me off and when I came it seemed to me like I emptied buckets full into her mouth. She gulped and gulped and managed to swallow it all and when my cock was finally soft she removed her mouth from it and licked it clean. She crawled up next to me and put her arms around me and said, "I owed you that little brother for all I've put you through lately. And as far as I'm concerned it's not wrong. The laws on incest are there to prevent close family members from making babies and I can't get pregnant from giving you a blow job." Regardless of what Martha said I still didn't feel right about what happened, but I do have to admit that at work that day I felt better than I had in a long time. Martha told me over breakfast that Bill had asked her to come home with him, but she had said no, at least not for the time being. He had begged and had even said that she could have Roy, Vernon and George over anytime she wanted. In fact, he'd even said she could have as many guys as she wanted from now on if she would just come back to him and let him be there to watch. "I don't know little brother, I need to think on it a little more. I have to admit that I'm beginning to love having more than one man at a time, but I'm not sure that I want to do it as often as Billy sounds like he wants me to." That left a question and so I asked it, "Do you love him? Love him enough to go back to him? And what about the running around he did, can you forget that?" She was quiet for a while and then said, "Yeah, I love him. He's an asshole sometimes, but I love him. As far as the running around goes, maybe Roy, the boys and me can keep him closer to home. And if he does wander off I'll have the guys to keep me from getting lonely, or some guys anyway. Billy has done that much for me. He's shown me that variety is indeed the spice of life." That night when I got home I attacked the last of the boxes in the garage. It was the personal papers of mom and dad and most of it had no meaning or value now that they were gone; things like their marriage license, a deed of trust on their house that Martha and I had inherited, Martha's birth certificate, some loan papers stamped "Paid in Full" and some photographs. There was a brown envelope at the bottom of the box and I opened it. It was a three-page document and I read it, and then read it again and then again for a third time as what it meant final sunk in. I fixed dinner that night and Martha and I had a bottle of Merlot with the meal. We talked some about what the future had in store for her if she continued to have black lovers and if she got back together with Bill. We cleared the table and did the dishes and then took another bottle of wine and went into the living room and sat down on the couch. "You have another problem that's going to have to be solved soon." "What?" she said. "Me. I've been at both your sessions with the guys and it has me walking around with a permanent hard on because of it. She giggled and said "Let me see" and she came over and sat down in my lap and wiggled her butt. "Ooh, it is hard. Should I do something about it?" and then she kissed me. It was not a sisterly kiss and she was surprised when I returned it with the same intensity a man would show his wife or his lover. When we broke the kiss I told her that yes indeed she should do something about my hard on, "But that isn't the problem that needs to be solved." Martha's Revenge Ch. 02 "Oh?" she asked, "Just what is this big problem then?" I fished a folded piece of paper out of my shirt pocket and handed it to her. "We have to decide which side of the bed you are going to sleep on." She read the paper and then looked up at me, "Race you to the bedroom!" she said as my adoption papers fell to the floor. It was almost five months before Martha went back home to Bill and we spent every night of those five months in my bed making up for lost time. During that period Martha also saw Roy, Vernon, George and one or two of their friends once a week or so with Bill watching and then eating her out and fucking her. He would leave and she would jump in bed with me and we would spend the rest of the night fucking. Most everybody still thinks Martha and I are blood relations and we haven't done anything to correct that impression because it is easier for our neighbors to accept that a brother and sister are sharing a house. Especially since it is well known she is estranged from her husband. We did let Bill, Roy and the rest of the boys know so that they wouldn't be scandalized when I joined in the weekly gangbang. Bill has gone from watching to participating and, surprising the hell out of me and Martha, has become good friends with Roy, George and Vernon. He has even had their families over to his house for a barbecue. It will be interesting to see how long his friendship with Roy lasts. Roy is pretty close to his sister Clarissa's husband and Bill has been fucking Clarissa for about a month now. How do I know? He brings her over to my place. Martha's reaction to his fucking other women? She thinks it's kinky especially when she is fucking me on the bed next to Bill and Clarissa, and even kinkier when we swap partners. Clarissa knows about Martha, Roy, Vernon and George and she has been after Bill to get her a "couple more white guys" so she can experience what it's like and Bill wants to do it - where else? - at my place. This prompted Martha to tell Bill to get a bunch more guys because she plans to be there also. I have no idea of where this is going or what the end might be like, but for now life is good and I'm loving it.