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Married . . .With Children    Part 9:  The Day's Efforts
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    Kelly cleaned off the now deserted table. As she picked up the
dishes, she spied a bank note left by the two truckers. Wow, thought
Kelly excitedly, it was a $20 bill!  As she looked at it, she found a
note underneath.
    "I think you need my big tip!" the paper said. "If you want to
make more $$, cum see me in the blue Ford outside! - Terry."
    Kelly started to crumple the note, glaring out the window. She
saw the handsome man smiling at her from a blue truck outside. As she
noticed his big toothy grin, the lusty blonde started to feel weak in her
knees. Well, she thought, he was cute. No one else would know - and she
could sure use more money!
    She quickly put the dishes away, then told her boss she was going
for a smoke break.  After making sure no one was paying attention, Kelly
quickly walked over to the cab of the truck. Terry opened the door. "Come
on in!" he greeted her.
    Kelly climbed in and sat beside him. "Listen," she said urgently.
"I've never done this for money-"
    "Oh, I believe you, babe," Terry grinned. He showed the horny
girl five twenty-dollar bills, then said, "I just want some sucking and
some fucking, nothing fancy."
    Kelly bit her lip. In the back of her mind, she knew some people
would think it was immoral to swap money for sex, but her feverish sex
drive had her pussy screaming for satisfaction.
    She leaned over and kissed Terry warmly. "Uh- okay," she agreed
hesitantly. Then as his long black fingers slowly pulled up the hem of
her pink skirt, Kelly impulsively pushed her warm pink tongue into his
wet mouth.
---
    "Bud Bundy?" the lab instructor asked. Bud shook his head: he'd
been nodding asleep, dreaming of slipping his cock back into his mother's
well-curved body. The instructor, Dimitri Panagopoulos, called his name
again. Bud raised an arm.
    Panagopoulos motioned at him. "Mr. Bundy," the instructor said,
"I found your answer to lab question four to be particularly innovative.
Can you please explain it to the class?"
    "Uh, okay," Bud answered. He then started to haltingly explain
his answer, but Panagopoulos interrupted.
    "Mr. Bundy, the back of the class can't hear you," Panagopoulos
said. "Can you please come to the front and start again."
    Bud rose from his chair and started to stroll up to the front of
the room. With shame, he felt a huge erection tenting up the crotch of
his pants. Oh shit, he thought, everyone's gonna see I've got a fucking
hard-on!
    Gritting his teeth, Bud turned around and faced his classmates.
Taking a deep breath, he began his explanation. As he talked he heard
whispers start to spread through the classroom. Two attractive woman in
the front row started giggling. One then pointed at him. Bud looked down
at his crotch. Aw Christ, he swore to himself, I've got a big wet spot!
    Suddenly, Bud's head snapped up. "AGGH!" he cried out loudly,
realizing he'd been sleeping and had just woken up from a dream. The rest
of the students in his class turned and stared at him in puzzlement.
    "Mr. Bundy?" he heard the instructor ask. "Do you have something
to say?"
    Shaking his very red face, Bud meekly said, "Uh, no."
---
    Al sat behind the store's counter watching Victoria help a
customer.  It excited him to watch the lovely college student get down on
her knees and slip shoes onto the feet of the potential buyers. At the
moment Victoria was helping a pretty brunette try on several pairs of
high heels. The middle-aged father gazed on as his assistant's hands
carefully held the other woman's slim, sexy nyloned calf. His penis ached
with frustration.
    Enough is enough, thought Al. Making sure no one could see what
he was doing, he unzipped his pants and wrapped his fist tightly around
his hard shlong. He then hammered up and down on his cock as he stared at
the two beautiful woman only a dozen feet away.
     Out of the corner of her eye, Victoria noticed Mr. Bundy's arm
jerking slightly. It dawned on her what he was doing back there! What a
disgusting pig, she thought. Well, she reasoned, if he's going to behave
that way, I'm really going to make him suffer.
    Victoria shifted her position and deliberately allowed the split
in her skirt to fall open, showing off most of her silky thigh. While
helping the customer try on another pair of shoes, she noticed with some
satisfaction that Al's arm was now moving faster.
---
    "Suck it more, Kelly!" howled Terry. "Fuck that feels good! I
haven't had my cock in a woman's mouth in ages!""
    Kelly's slick lip-sticked mouth plunged up and down on the
groaning man's big black boner.  Working on his prick with all her best
effort, the blonde was putting everything she'd ever learned about
fellatio into practice. As she gently kneaded and squeezed Terry's hairy
nuts, she forced his hard penis deeper into her mouth and throat with
each stroke of her head. Kelly's nostrils flared and she could smell the
musky scent of his genitals. "Mmm- mmph- glurk!" she managed to grunt out
between bobs of her head.
    Just then, Kurt popped his face through the cab's window and
said, "Hey Terry-" He then stopped and stared at the sight of Kelly's
cock-choked face, his own jaw hanging open.
    Terry spoke first. "Kelly," he asked slowly, "can Kurt join us?"
    "No!" she said after an audible gulp. "Forget it: he's gross!"
    "Ohh, please!" whined the tubby Kurt. "Can't I at least watch?"
    "No!" Kelly stated firmly.
    Terry pulled a roll of bank notes from his shirt pocket. "If you
let Kurt watch us fuck," he told Kelly, "I'll pay you an extra fifty
bucks."
    Kelly paused to think the offer over. As she did, Terry put his
fingers on her wet pussy and started to touch her clit. "Well, okay," she
agreed reluctantly.
    While Kurt climbed into the cab of the truck, Kelly put the stiff
black penis back into her mouth and continued to suck on it. As she
tasted the first drops of precum trickle from the cock, Kurt unzipped his
jeans and began to masturbate while watching . . .
---
    After checking her make-up in her pocket mirror, Peggy Bundy
knocked on the door. It opened to reveal an older, scholarly gentleman.
"Hello," she greeted him warmly. "I'm Peggy from Susan's Escort Service.
You wanted to purchase my, er, companionship?"
    Looking embarassed, he invited her in and sat in a chair. "I feel
a little awkward," he explained. "My wife, God rest her soul, passed away
a few years ago. I haven't had, well, any sex since then." He paused. "I
hadn't even thought about sex, until today, that is," he then said.
    Peg took off her jacket, revealing a plain white blouse that did
nothing to hide her large scrumptious melons. The older man's eyes
widened as he took in the sight. She then kneeled in front of the seated
man and slowly slipped her hands up his legs. "Really?" she purred. "What
made you phone me up and ask for sex?" she asked, wetting her lips with
her long tongue.
    The gentleman swallowed uncomfortably. "A young man in one of the
college classes I teach was strutting around with a large erection in his
pants," he explained. "I started to think about my youthful adventures,
and well, I soon had an erection of my own."
    Peggy unzipped the man's pants, revealing a quickly swelling
prick. As she lowered her open mouth toward the growing meat, the
professor added, "I hope that  poor Mr. Bundy also gets some relief-"
    Peg froze. "Bundy?" she asked unbelievingly. "BUD Bundy?"
    "Why, yes," said the puzzled professor as he gently nudged the
mother's head toward his turgid penis. "Do you know him?"
    Peggy reached out with her tongue and gave his erect penis a wet
lick. "Er- why, yes, he's also a customer," she quickly lied.
    "Really?" said the professor.
    She unbuttoned her blouse. "Please," she smiled as she then
slowly stroked his dong with her hand, "tell me more about this student .
. ."
---
    "I'll see if we have that shoe size in the back," Victoria said
to the brunette. She turned and walked past the cashier's counter toward
the store room quickly. Startled, Al had no time to hide his hard red
peter. Victoria stood in the doorway, turned and pointed back at Al's
penis, and asked, "Got your hands full, Mr. Bundy?"
    Al's face went crimson red. His shame was overwhelming.  As he
tried to stuff his hard penis back in his pants, it suddenly gushed a
load of cum out onto both his pants and the floor. He zipped up his fly
and followed her, unable to say a word. When they entered the store room,
she glared at Al.
    "You disgust me!" Victoria said. "I'm going to report you for
harassment!"
    "Oh no!" stuttered Al. "Please don't do that!"
    Victoria grimaced. "I might not report you," she said, "if you're
willing to let me punish you - and give me a raise of a dollar per hour!"
    Al nodded agreement glumly.
    "Drop your pants," she ordered Al.
    "Wh- what?"
    The Asian teenager smiled wickedly. "I'm going to get rid of that
customer," she told Al. "And then I'm going to give you the spanking you
so richly deserve!"
---
    Cramped in the driver's seat with his butt bumping against the
door, Terry pushed Kelly Bundy's silky thighs apart. He then eased his
black pecker head between her wet pussy lips. Kelly lay on her back as
best as she could, her long blonde-haired head resting on Kurt's plump leg.
    "Hang on, babe!" Terry hissed between his clenched teeth. He
pushed his man-meat in to the hilt. Kelly's tight buttery cunt gripped
his cock snugly. The handsome trucker then started to slide his hard
sticky penis in and out slowly, causing Kelly's sexual juices to make wet
squishy sounds.
    "Oh shit!" he gasped. "You're incredible! Thank you, honey!"
    Kelly moaned loudly, "You're SO welcome!"
    As the two horny fuckers pounded away, fat Kurt used his fist to
wail on his aching cock only a few inches from Kelly's twisting, mumbling
face. She turned her head sideways and stared at Kurt's fairly large
penis with her lust-glazed eyes. What the hell, she thought, I'll suck
the poor guy's dick. As Terry stroked into her pussy, she shifted her
position slightly. Kelly then started to suck on Kurt with her
saliva-slicked mouth . . .
---
    Bud slammed his school books on the coffee table. What a crappy
day, he thought. All day long, the sex-crazed young man had been teased
and laughed at about the huge bulge in his pants.  He sat down on the
couch and sighed. Oh well, he thought; his mother would soon be home to
help him with his unending erection.
---
    After climbing down unsteadily from the truck cab, Kelly patted
her old-fashioned waitress uniform into place. She waved as she watched
Terry drive the truck away.  As he rounded the corner, she heard the
truck's air horn blow loudly in salute.
    In a daze, the horny young woman walked back into the restaurant
while wiping dry crusty cum from her mouth with the back of her hand. She
could hear her boss yelling at her from the kitchen.
    Ah, go ahead and yell, she grinned to herself; I don't care
'cause I just made a pocketful of money. She confidently tapped her
uniform's pocket, then stopped in shock.
     In her orgasmic haze, she'd forgotten to get her money from
Terry! As she felt a thin trickle of semen start to drip from her tender
pussy, Kelly realized that the truckers had fucked her in more ways than
one . . .
---
    "Yeow!" Al Bundy yelled as the leather belt bit hard into his
butt cheeks. Victoria swung the strap again, cracking it against the
lusting father's hairy rear end. "Ouch!" he howled, tears welling from
his eyes.
    "Maybe," Victoria grunted as she gave Al another powerful smack,
"this'll learn you!" Al started to cry earnestly as the leather strap
repeatedly hit his ass.
    As he kneeled on his hands and knees, the shoe salesman was
mortified to realize that his hard-on was not going away; if anything, it
was getting harder!  Al found the sexy teenager's paddling to be
intensely erotic. His face turned red, not from crying, but from the
shame of discovering that he was so turned on by Victoria's fanny
torture.  His cock started to spasm, and for the second time that day,
Al's horny penis blew out a huge wad of semen onto the floor.

Married . . .With Children    Part 10:  All Good Things . . .
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    As Peggy walked into the Bundy home, her son stood up and grinned
at her. "Dad ain't gonna be home for a couple of hours," Bud pointed out.
"Let's get upstairs and do some fucking!"
    "Not so fast, sonny boy," she told her horny teenage son. Peg
smiled wickedly. "I had a visit with an interesting client today," she
said. "Maybe you've heard of him - Professor Dimitri Panagopoulos?"
     The grin disappeared from Bud's face. "Huh?"
    Peggy sat on the sofa and crossed her legs primly. "I had a
little chat with the professor," she told him. "How much do you enjoy
going to the college?"
    "You had me kicked out!" cried out Bud. "How could you do that?"
    The curvy redhead carefully checked out her fingernails. "No,"
she said slowly, "you're not kicked out; at least not yet."  She laughed
at him. "The professor says he might even be able to get you a good
summer job working at an engineering lab - if I help him come to that
decision . . ."
    Peg stood up. "Get me the original videotape and any copies," she
told her sad-faced son, "and I'll make sure you get that summer job." The
slutty mother put a long-nailed hand on each of Bud's shoulders, then
reached down and gently touched her son's bulging crotch. "Who knows,
maybe I'll even give you an occasional screw," she cooed. "God knows
you've got the biggest cock I've ever seen!"
    Bud started to grin again and blushed with embarrassment at his
mother's praise. "Aw, gee, Mom-"
    Peggy then squeezed hard with her hand, crushing Bud's balls.
"But if I don't get that video tape," she hissed menacingly, "you'll be
singing soprano!"
    The teenager fell to the floor clutching his testicles. Geez, he
thought, I wish people wouldn't do that to me! Opening his mouth, Bud
managed to gasp out, "Kelly hid the video!"
    Peg Bundy stood astride her son, a long slender leg  on either of
his sides. "Get me the tape," she warned, "or you can kiss your college
and my pussy good-bye."
---
    Al winced as he sat in the Dodge's driver seat.  His ass was
burning red hot, yet his ears were even hotter: they stung with the words
Victoria had said last as she'd left the store.
    "You'd better get your wife to rub some ointment on your butt,"
she'd laughed at him, "because tomorrow I'm bringing a wooden spoon!"
---
    Dejected, Kelly threw her jacket onto the coffee table. What an
awful day, the pretty young woman thought. Her tight vagina ached with
the hard-core porking she'd received from the truckers, yet her clitoris
buzzed with anticipation: she was still filled to the brim with lust.
Physically, she'd enjoyed the humiliating fuck she'd been given, but on
an emotional level Kelly felt used and disgusted by her uncontrollable
desire.
    She saw Bud and her Mom standing by the stairs. Both glared at
her angrily. Bud spoke first.
    "Where'd you put the tape, Kelly?" he asked her. "Give it to Mom now!"
    "Fuck you!" she answered.
    "No, Kelly," glared her mother. "Fuck YOU. Give me the tape, or
I'll make you give it to me."
     "Maybe you're chickening out," she said to Bud, "but I expect
Mom to buy me a new car!" Kelly  smirked. "And she's going to have to
suck a lot of cocks for that to happen!" she sneered at her Mom.
    Peggy slapped Kelly's face.  Stunned, the blonde stepped
backwards. "You'll be sorry, Mom!" declared Kelly hotly. "I'll make you
pay for that!"
    "I don't think so," said Mrs. Bundy. "Son, come here and help me
punish your naughty sister."
    As Kelly watched worriedly, Bud stepped forward . . .
---
    Al walked up to the front door of the house. Rubbing his sore
hind end, he unlocked the front door and walked in to see a surprising
sight. Held down by Bud, Kelly was on her knees, bent over the  coffee
table with her waitress skirt pulled up to her waist! As Al stared on in
disbelief, his wife Peggy pulled back her open hand and then struck one
of Kelly's beautiful oval-shaped buttocks with a resounding smack! Bud
tightly held a hand over Kelly's mouth, muffling the sexy teenager's cry
of pain.
     "Wh- what's going on here, Peg?" Al asked, unable to take his
eyes away from his teenage daughter's reddening bum.
    Kelly tried to yell something, but Bud clamped her mouth firmly,
silencing his sister. "Kelly stole some money from Mom's purse," lied
Bud. "She won't tell Mom where the money is, so I'm helping Mom spank Kelly!"
    Smack! Peggy hit her teenage daughter's rear again. Smack! Kelly
jolted with pain. Exasperated, Peggy turned to her husband. "Al," she
whined, "your daughter is behaving badly. Get over here and help me
punish her!"
    The head of the Bundy family looked at the heavenly sight. His
daughter had such a perfectly shaped fanny: she was tall and slim, and
from behind looked much like the Asian woman who'd administered a
spanking to him. Al felt his dong start to harden. Kelly's father reached
down and started to unbuckle the belt he was wearing, the belt that
Victoria had used to spank him only a few hours before.
    "Kelly," said Al as he took a step toward Kelly's jutting ass,
"this will hurt me more than it'll hurt you."
---
    "Please, Doctor Wong!" pleaded Jefferson. He pressed his hands
together and begged in front of the Chinese herbalist. "I feel awful
about this!" he said. "Those poor Bundys! They'll be going crazy with lust!"
    Wong shook his head. "No antidote is possible," he said with a
blank look on his face.
---
    Smack! Al's belt swatted at his daughter's very red ass. As tears
trickled down her cheeks, Kelly wiggled and squirmed to escape her
brother's grasp.
    "Are you ready to tell me where you hid my money, Kelly?" Peggy
asked as Al took a short break to rest his belt hand. Bud took his hand
off Kelly's mouth.
    "I made a video Daddy!" shouted Kelly as Bud tried to cover her
mouth again. "Help- Mmph!"
    Bud quickly spoke up. "Jesus," he said with mock disgust.
"Kelly's still lying!"
    Al tried to ask Kelly a question, but Peggy interrupted. "Al,
this isn't working," the redhead pointed out. "Maybe we should take turns
spanking her," Peg said. "If we alternate hands, we can spank Kelly for a
long, long time."
    The shapely blonde really started to squirm when she heard this.
Grinning slightly, Bud piped in, "I'll help too! Kelly shouldn't be
allowed to behave like this!"
    Peggy looked at Bud knowingly and winked at him. "Good idea,
son," she said. "I'm glad you're starting to see our side!" Peggy used
one of her arms to help Bud hold her daughter down on the coffee table.
    "Well, I don't know if Bud should-" a perplexed Al began to say.
    "Nonsense!" said Peggy. "Al, we have to let Bud understand how
wrong his sister is." She turned to her obedient son and gave him another
secret wink. "Give Kelly a good smack and let her know how naughty she is!"
    Smack! went Bud's hand gleefully. Smack! Al's belt struck a
fleshy cheek. Smack! whistled Peggy's hand through the air. Smack! Smack!
Smack! went Bud, Al, and Peggy. Smack! Smack! Smack!
    Silenced by Bud's gripping hand, Kelly started to bawl
uncontrollably. Her wracking sobs causing her small firm tits to shake
and wobble . . .
---
    As Wong watched the exasperated Jefferson leave, he called over
his shoulder, "Come back in." His lovely daughter Victoria stepped back
into the room. Wong turned to her. "That must be same man, this Bundy?"
he asked her.
    Victoria crossed her hands and pouted. "Oh Daddy," she sighed.
"That bad man Mr. Bundy! He doesn't deserve any sympathy!"
    Wong looked unsure. "You know," he began, "antidote to love
potion is maybe possible. I could test-"
    The sexy Chinese teenager interrupted. "No!" she said
emphatically. "Please Daddy, let me handle this!"  The shrewd teenage
girl smiled.  She realized she had two weeks to look forward to, two
weeks of cock-teasing the unfortunate, sex-crazed Al Bundy. She started
to laugh. "Don't worry, Daddy," she said. "I can handle Al Bundy."
---
    Al lay on his bed, nursing a severe hard-on with his hand.  He
hated to admit it, but giving his daughter such a painful spanking had
excited him tremendously!
    The three Bundys had repeatedly spanked Kelly's plum-like ass for
an hour before she'd finally given in.  Gasping in pain, the tear-faced
blonde had managed to gasp something about a secret cubbyhole in the
basement. While Peggy had run down into the basement to get back her
money, Al had ordered Kelly into her bedroom. Sad, thought Al thought;
why would Kelly behave so badly?  She'd never been so naughty before.
    The worried father had wanted to talk to his daughter about the
incident, but Peggy had insisted that she speak to Kelly alone. Leave
this to me, Peggy had sad.
    Al thought again about the sight of his daughter's bright red ass
cheeks poking high in the air. The sight was so arousing, he realized
he'd have to actually make love to his wife to get rid of his aching
boner. Oh well, Al thought, poor Peggy hasn't had sex for ages; she'll be
happy at least. Shamefully, he started to tug harder on his cock.
---
    Peggy smirked at her daughter. "Bud and I have agreed to back
each other's story," the mother said, nodding to the grinning Bud
standing behind her. "So don't get any ideas about telling your father
the truth."
    Kelly wiped her eyes with a kleenix. "But- but-"
    "Now, now, Kelly," said her Mom. "You'll still get your new car.
Eventually."
    "H- how?" Kelly sobbed.
    Peggy licked her lips. "Because, honey," she explained, "tomorrow
you'll be coming to work with me."
    Kelly's red eyes bugged wide open. "NO!" she cried.
    "Oh yes," smiled Peggy Bundy. "And I'm going to take half YOUR
profits!"
    The slender blonde girl started crying again. "No! I won't do it!"
    Bud grinned. "What's that, Kelly?" he asked as he cupped his hand
to his ear. "You say you want to steal money from Mom again tomorrow?"
    The large-breasted redhead turned and walked to the door. "Face
it, Kelly," she said to her sad-faced daughter. "Now you're fucked:
you're coming to work with me tomorrow, and I'm going to show you a few
new tricks."
    Bud pulled some money out of his pocket and handed Kelly a measly
five dollar bill. "And I'm your first customer," he sneered. The college
boy unzipped his jeans and pulled out his quickly hardening penis.
    Peg smiled. "Hurry up, Kelly," said her mother, "you should get
all the practice you can for tomorrow!" She then closed her daughter's
door as Bud pushed his cock toward Kelly's attractive face.
    As Peggy Bundy walked back to her own bedroom, she could her
daughter's sobs slowly change into gulping, choking sounds.

THE END

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