“I think we should go, Albert.  We’re still young and the girls just turned
eighteen.”  It was the same argument Madison had given her husband for the last year. 
Ever since gold was discovered in California in 1848, more and more of their friends had
packed up all of their belongings and headed west.  Now two years later, it would be too
late soon enough.
     “It’s dangerous, Madison.  Especially for women and young girls.  I couldn’t stand
losing you or the girls.”  Albert had been fighting this battle for too long, his
arguments losing their steam.  So many people were going westward that it was almost
commonplace.  California had joined the union, though it was still the Wild West out
there.  Albert had seen too many of their friends leave for the riches of the west.  If
they were going to try to start a new life in the West, they would have to go soon while
they were still young enough to make the rugged trip.  And the girls would soon be
married, going off on their own.
     “We moved to Wilmington ten years ago.  Living on this farm in Ohio was tough and
dangerous back then, but we made a good life from it.  We can do it again in the West. 
The girls are strong.”  Did she see a glimmer of hope in Albert’s eyes?  Was he finally
seeing the obvious?
     “Let’s talk about it.”  He saw Madison’s eyes light up.  She rushed over and hugged
him, her full breasts pushing into his chest, making his cock rise up as it did twenty
years ago when they first met.
     “Thank you, Albert.”  She felt Albert’s cock pressing against her.  She purred into
his ear, her hand reaching down between them to touch his cock.  “Tonight, Albert.  After
the girls are in bed.”  She rubbed his cock, feeling it grow erect beneath her fingers. 
She still had the magic touch.  “I love you.”  She kissed him.
     If there was one thing that Madison could do, it was persuade him, especially when
her fingers did the things that they did to his cock.  Albert’s mind was clicking through
all the things he needed to get done before they could leave.  One thing that helped
change his mind was the offer he had on the farm last week.  A new couple in town was
looking for a farm, the banker asking Albert if he knew of anyone wanting to sell.  He
would go into town tomorrow and see if he could make a deal.  The farm was valuable,
giving them more than enough money to go out west and start all over again.
     * * *
     Samantha and Belle had gone to bed an hour ago, Albert waiting for Madison to come
to bed, his hand reaching beneath the covers to stroke his cock.  She came into the room,
Albert feeling the familiar stirring between his legs that he had felt twenty years ago,
her body just as lovely.  She still had a slim waist and full hips, in spite of having two
girls.  And her breasts, full breasts with just a hint of sagging, Albert’s mind already
seeing an image of them naked, seeing them bouncing gently beneath the thin nightgown. 
She put her hair brush on the dresser, Albert able to get a view of her from behind, her
plump ass always enticing him.
     Madison smiled when she saw the bulge beneath the sheets, proud that she could still
get such a response from him after twenty years of marriage.  She slipped under the
covers, snuggling up against Albert, her hand going down to find his cock naked as he
rolled to greet her.  “My, we certainly are aroused.”  She began to stroke his cock just
the way he liked it, broad strokes, her fingers curling around the head tighter, her other
hand going down to cup his balls, gently squeezing them.  She felt the familiar juice leak
from the end of his cock, making it easier to slip her hand up and down his shaft.  Albert
was not idle, his hands pulling up her nightgown, finding her naked underneath it.  He
pulled it all the way up until he got to her breasts, making them naked, his fingers
finding her nipples, teasing them erect.  Madison moaned gently, pressing her pussy up
against him.  Albert could always excite her, making her pussy wet with desire.
     It didn’t take long before Madison was ready, Albert stroking her slit until he felt
the heat of her juices begin to flow.  His cock was rock hard.  He rolled over on top of
her, her legs spreading for him.  He pushed up onto his knees, his hand gripping his cock.
 He looked at her, her lovely face beaming back at him as he stroked the head of his cock
up and down her wet slit.
     “That feels so good, Albert.  Put it in me.”  Madison’s ass rose up from the bed,
the head of Albert’s cock pushing against her pussy.  “MMMM,” she moaned as she felt his
cock spread her open, sliding unopposed inside her wet pussy.  He pushed half of his cock
into her before he stopped, Madison gripping his cock with her powerful muscles.
     She was so hot and tight, gripping his cock as he pressed hard inside her.  It was
the same ritual, Madison acting like she wanted to stop him from putting his cock in, her
muscles fighting every inch of Albert’s cock.  But the look of pleasure on her face said
something different.  He pulled out, then thrust back in, catching her off guard, burying
all of his cock inside her with one powerful thrust that pinned her to the bed.  He ground
his hips from side to side, his cock dancing inside her tight hole.
     “It’s so big, Albert.  Fuck me.  Fuck me hard.”  She gripped his cock as he pulled
out, relaxing as he shoved in; his cock cutting through her like a knife through warm
butter.  She rotated her hips, grinding up and down on his cock as he began to fuck her,
the bed squeaking nosily as they established the rhythm.  They fucked for five minutes,
Albert finally filling her with his cum.
     He shot his cum inside her, filling her with the hot seed.  She continued to grip
his cock as he came, Madison feigning an orgasm for Albert.  It’s not that she didn’t cum,
it just wasn’t every time anymore.  Their lovemaking had become too predictable, but
Madison was afraid of saying something to Albert, afraid of what he might think of her. 
He was a good provider, and she loved him.  She was content.  And maybe their move to the
West would open up new horizons in their sex lives, wondering what it would be like to
make love under the stars at night.
     * * *
     Samantha made believe she was asleep, Belle always falling asleep as soon as her
head hit the pillow.  She heard her parents going to bed in the next room, lying quietly
as she heard them making love.  Samantha was a virgin, as well as Belle.  Samantha had
many beaus, but none that would make her heart flutter enough to let him under her skirts.
 For now she satisfied her raging hormones with masturbation, not even Belle knowing that
her fingers could excite her enough to make her cum.  She imagined it was a boy on top of
her, his cock taking her virginity as her parents nosily made love, the bed squeaking as
Samantha imagined what was happening.  One of her hands played with her hard nipples, her
fingers able to excite them with just the slightest provocation, pinching them harder as
she approached an orgasm.  Her best asset was her breasts, able to make a boy look at her
with renewed interest when she wore a dress that highlighted her full, white bosom.  Her
other hand was between her naked thighs, her nightgown around her waist, her legs spread
wantonly, her fingers wet as they explored her lush mound.  She had a dense bush of dark
brown hair, her fingers pushing through it, pulling on errant hairs, the follicles
tingling as they yanked harshly out.  It was like her breasts, Samantha failing to
understand why a bit of pain excited her but not really caring enough to ponder the
thought more than a few seconds before her arousal overcame her curiosity.
     Her fingers slid between her tight pussy lips, Samantha’s pussy soaked as she heard
the bed squeaking faster in the next room, Samantha knowing that her parents were nearing
orgasm.  Her fingers moved down, pushing inside her pussy, banging harshly against her
hymen, almost too hard.  One of these days she would end up busting her own hymen by
accident if she wasn’t careful, but her lust always made her careless.  She gripped her
finger as if her boyfriend was ordering her to prove how tight she was, unable to pull it
out until she released her powerful muscles.  She knew she would make a good lover some
day, just needing a man that would teach her, Samantha more than willing to do anything to
please him.  She bit on the edge of the blanket as she came, hearing her parents crying
out as they came; Samantha’s body ravished by the orgasm that raced through her
inexperienced body.  She finally turned on her side, her hands between her legs, her
thighs clenched tightly, trapping them between her wet thighs.  She fell into a deep
sleep, her body sexually content.  At least until tomorrow, Samantha’s sexual drive
increasing every day.