This was a request from 27.

A loud crash and silence was the last thing Whitney heard before he blacked out, his late night stroll in his car with Lana had came to an end abruptly and now he found himself laying down on a hospital bed. He had a few cuts and bruises on his face but and his whole body ached. Trying to get up as he rested against the bed frame. A nurse walked in and saw that he had woken up, she gave him a warm smile and raised the curtains to let the sunlight illuminate the room.

"Good you're awake. Your friend left awhile ago while you were resting."

Whitney was still confused and shocked from the change in environment, how did he get here? He didn't know what was happening. He listened half heartedly as the nurse explained that he was lucky to get out of the crash without any broken bones. He looked at his hands and still shaken up from the experience. He sighed.

Looking around, he saw his phone laid down on the side on the small table, he reached for it and went through his contacts. Numbers fly by until he stopped at a certain name. Martha. He contemplated for a few minutes before dialing the number and waiting. A moment of suspense as his phone rang and he waited for the voice from the other side.

Then after a moment of waiting," Hello? Whitney? What's wrong dear? "

He smiled after hearing her voice. The only voice that could calm him down. He loved it, he loved her. "Nothing Martha. Just calling but I have a favor to ask you. ", Whitney explained his situation to Martha. His car crash and his current state at the hospital. A panicked voice from the other side arose and offered the blonde a ride home. He accepted and waited, after dealing with the bills for the hospital and finalizing who would pay for it. Whitney made his way outside and to the front. Where he waited for his angel to pick him up.

An hour passes and he finds himself staring at a woman dressed in a sundress, the woman he could only see in his dreams, Martha Kent rolls up in her car and rolls down her window. "Get in dear. Thank god, you look fine. "

Whitney smiled as he got into the front seat next to her. The two driving off, away from the hospital. Driving by the countryside as the two talked about life and other small talk until they reached Whitney's house. Martha stopped her car a few blocks away from Whitney's house and the two got out and talked for awhile. Whitney didn't want it to end, he wanted this to go on forever and without a moment to think, he grabbed the woman in front of him by her waist, his other hand moving to her cheek and his face making contact with hers, his lips connecting with Martha's. Martha looked stunned before succumbing to the exchange as their lips touched, the steamy and forbidden exchange between the two lasted for a few minutes before Martha pulled away.

"I shouldn't have done that. Whitney this is wrong. "Her face still flushed from the sudden kiss, but Whitney didn't care. He wanted more. He shook his head and told her straight to her face, his eyes looking into Martha's.

"Martha, I want you. "Martha blushed, her whole face red as she turned away from the blonde and stepped back into her vehicle and drove off, leaving Whitney to his thoughts as he contemplated what he just did.

That night, Whitney laid in bed, thinking about the things he just did and berated himself for acting. "You're a fucking idiot." He told himself as he pressed his face against his pillow and screamed into it. Then a few moments after, he heard a ding. A notification from his phone, he opened it and his eyes widened. A message from Martha. She's inviting him to a picnic. Why? He thought to himself before accepting the offer and agreeing to meet her at a secluded location. He gulped his saliva as he laid down in bed and looked up at his ceiling, deep in thought. His imagination running wild as he could barely sleep for the majority of the night.

The next morning, he dressed up in a red and white stripped shirt and some jeans before going to meet up with Martha. He had to walk since his ride was crashed, he made his way to the spot to find that no one was there, as expected since he barely found it himself. He waited and waited, as noon came into fruition, he saw her, Martha in a sundress, one that was different from yesterday, she looked even more stunning as she came forward with a basket in hand.

She smiled, "Hungry?"

Whitney smiled as the two laid down a large sheet to sit down and eat Martha's homemade food, the two talked and talked, not mentioning the ordeal that had occurred between the two yesterday until Whitney decided to bring it up.

"Martha. I can't take it anymore. I want you"

He told her straight as he waited for the woman's answer, he was surprised to see that the woman had stood up and had taken off her sundress, his eyes laid upon the nude body of the woman in front of him. He gulped as his member between his thighs began to take shape. He stood up in front of the woman and wrapped his arms around her, immediately taking her into a kiss. His cock taking shape from outside his jeans, Martha noticing this, laid her hand against it, gently giving it a rub while the two exchanged spit.

"Then take me Whitney."

Martha pleaded and that was all Whitney needed, pushing the woman down and taking off his pants, he kissed the woman once more while his hands gilded towards her womanhood, it was wet, he took two fingers and gently proded her entrance, her pussy immediately reacting as it would not let go of his fingers.

"Martha, I can't take it anymore."

Whitney exclaimed as he pulled his fingers away and laid his erect cock against the woman's pussy, it had been ages since Martha has had any action and to see a young man's youth only turned her on even more. Whitney pressed his member against her folds and slowly moved forward, inch by inch his cock disappeared into the warm embrace of Martha's insides, she moaned out and cried out in pleasure, as he wrapped her arms around Whitney's neck. It was big, bigger than the significant other, there was no denying it that it was driving her wild. Whitney couldn't take it any longer, he began to move, with every thrust, pleasure travelled across his whole body, he couldn't help but thrust, his whole cock tasting the woman's insides as the two shared a kiss. He could feel Martha's pussy taking a hold of his cock, not wanting to let go and a sign that she had accepted him. There was only one more step left for him to claim her as his own, with one final thrust, his cock banged against Martha's womb and released his thick and potent liquid. He moaned into her ear as Martha shivered and arched her back from the sudden release, her pussy dripping a mixture of her own juices and the semen that was filling her up. Whitney fell on top of the woman and gave the woman another kiss and a peck on the cheek.

"One more?"

Martha smiled and licked the man's lips, semen dripping out of her pussy.

"Anytime."

END