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CHAPTER 46: A LONG DAY – MISS STELLA, KAYCEE, AND HARRY & JULI

Nobody really said much about the relationship between Helen and Miss Stella after the revelation that night. Perhaps because Helen seemed to be handling it so maturely. She had numerous responsibilities and the addition of Miss Stella to that list could have thrown everything else crashing into a mess. But it didn’t. Helen continued to visit Miss Stella but on a similar schedule as she had previously when the relationship was based on helping the woman without the deeper personal relationship. So approaching the weekend she had only been there one time and that was an afternoon and she came home quite tired and dirty indicating that she had spent her time working in the barn and yard with the a****ls.

She was taking Kaycee everywhere with her now that was reasonable and that certainly included Miss Stella’s place. Once again she was running over there and although she carried a leash in case it was needed, Kaycee was loose both on the road and while Helen worked with the a****ls. He had proven himself very comfortable with other a****ls, which we first noticed with Cody and Jackson and then the other boarding dogs. But it also was evident with larger a****ls as Helen had him with her on visits to both Harry and Juli’s place and Miss Stella’s.

So by Friday morning the day was getting started more like normal. The stirring and movement on the bed woke me but slowly. When my eyes did open and focus, Mom and Tim were no longer there. Helen was flat on her stomach taking up a good third of the bed, which is a problem with four people in the bed. But it must not be a problem if she can spread out that way and remembering how Mom glues herself to someone in her sleep, she takes much less room. I moved over to the other side of the bed and sat for a moment while my senses told me it might be safe to try getting up. The smell of coffee and the gentle sounds of conversation and cooking from the kitchen was also a draw to get up.

In the kitchen, I found Tim leaning against the counter near Mom as she was making an omelet for him. They were both naked, which was nice to see. Well, we women are always naked so that wasn’t the point. Tim, though, was the difference. Since the trip to Key West, he has been more regularly naked when there wasn’t a need to be dressed for some other reason. Previously, that wasn’t the case. In the morning, he would usually put on a pair of boxers and on weekends he was always in short even if he was shirtless. Seeing how we handled being naked in front of strangers that weekend must have made an impression on him and motivated him to loosen up some himself. Being naked was always something that he encouraged for me, then each woman who came into the family group, but not for him. It occurred to me that we need to let him know how much we enjoy him also being naked and for the same reasons: he looks good, and it allows access to him when we want it.

The conversation I walked in on was in-line with my own interest. I heard Tim ask, “So, you don’t have any concerns?”

Mom heard me enter and quickly moved to get me some coffee and sit me down at the table. I could sometimes be a danger to other until I had some coffee and she was well aware of that and had no desire to either treat someone who had hot coffee spilt on them or having something spilt on the floor.

She smiled at me as I took a grateful sip and mouthed a ‘thank you’. She stopped and kissed my forehead and our conversation about mother-daughter came flooding back to me. I smiled at the protective attention I was getting from my mother. She turned to Tim on her way back to the stove, “No, I don’t. I will admit that I was prepared to have concerns about an 18 year old in a sexual relationship with a 90 year old. But our 18 year old is not a normal 18 year old. She continues to surprise me and always in positive and good ways.” She turned the stove off, slid the omelet onto a plate, added some strawberries and blueberries, and handed it to Tim. The stove was off because she knew I wasn’t ready yet to deal with any major decision like eating. She turned to me, “Honey, we’re obviously talking about Miss Stella. Do you have any concerns with Helen’s relationship with her?”

“I wanted to. I really did. It was strange that my reaction was like that, but it was. My initial reaction was that it must be a problem but there wasn’t anything there. It appears to be a perfectly normal relationship for a young woman to have in helping and befriending an older woman. Well, let me qualify that as a perfectly normal one based on her influence from us. Let’s be honest with ourselves here; her willingness to enter into a sexual relationship with this woman is influenced by what she sees here with us. And I think she handled it very well. She was not the initiator, she merely responded to the woman’s interest. And given the quick bonding that occurred due to Helen’s helping around the ranch, the woman’s isolation in life being abandoned by her family, and the deference people apply to older people, Helen had to be a welcome addition to her world. It’s not surprising that things moved fast when Helen only reacted to her as a woman and not an ‘old’ woman.”

I saw Mom’s eyes moved to a location behind me and I turned to find Helen standing just inside the kitchen, rubbing one eye and rubbing her butt. “Why am I hearing my name so much this morning?”

Mom chuckled, “Sit, dear, before you fall over. Do you want both coffee and smoothie or just coffee, first?”

“Coffee, please.” She leaned to me and we kissed, “Morning, sis. Morning, Tim, mom.” She sipped her coffee and managed to mumble out her question, again.

I patted her arm on the table, “Yes, we were talking about you. Actually, you and Miss Stella. Your revelation the other night about the kind of relationship you two have developed was … well a revelation. We were just reassuring each other that we saw no reason for concern.”

“Well, that’s nice since it is my relationship.”

Tim put his fork down and looked at her, “Are you tired this morning or generally in a bad mood?”

She looked at each of us with an initial indication of defiance in her attitude, but then it softened. This was nearly the first indication of the rebellious young person that is supposed to be so common in the growing up process. “You really don’t have a problem with what I did with Stella? I mean … even the sex stuff?”

“Michele said we didn’t.” He reached out and put his hand on hers as reassurance. “Helen, we love you. We trust you. But, you have to understand that as much as we do trust you and we want to give you all the free rein you need, we are still going to want to be protective of you.”

I put my arm around her and stroked her opposite arm, “We’re not trying to be your parents, okay. We respect you as an equal in our family, but that’s not going to stop us from being protective. That applies to all of us. That’s what families do, they watch out for each other. Yes, we had the conversation and that conversation determined that we saw no reason to make any more of it. If we had, we would have had a conversation with you. We won’t go around you or be dictators about it. We’ll give our suggestions, from love, but it will remain your choice how to handle any situation.”

Mom added, “That’s our promise. Okay?”

“Okay, thank you. I guess I must have been a little tense about it after everything came out. Which I guess, if I am honest, indicates that I must have had some level of concern myself. I think part of it might have been a concern that maybe I was cheating on you guys by doing what I did with her.”

Tim stood because he had to get going but wanted to reassure on this point, too. “Helen, you know how open and sharing we are. We all are sexually sharing with Harry and Juli, Michele and I have been with Sharon and John, and then there is the Rodriguez group at the island estate. We are not monogamous by any stretch of the imagination. But we aren’t slutty; there are boundaries around our activity. We respect this relationship; we encouraged it from the start. That it quickly evolved to include sex was a surprise but we think it is fine given the situation. If we had any question about a concern, it was for you.”

She stood up and walked into his body. “Thank you.” She then put her hands around him and squeezed each butt cheek. He rotated his pelvis into her as a reaction. They both smiled in a very naughty way.

When Tim was ready to leave for work, we set our coffee or smoothies down on the dinette table and met him outside as the garage door opened. We didn’t walk all the way to the dirt road but as far as we comfortable could on the natural field grass that covered the area from the fence line at the ditch to our lawn closer to the house. We had just turned around and making our way back up the drive when there was a honk behind us on the road. We were stuck, out in the open and naked. Well, of course we were naked. In a moment, we saw the Ford F150 that Miss Stella drove. I almost was dying and I am sure Mom was. Helen just turned to the truck and waited for it to pull up.

The window came down and a smiling Miss Stella took Helen’s hand through the window and looked at Mom and me. She chuckled, “You two. Helen here is okay but the two of you are redder than this truck, I swear.”

Helen laughed and offered, “We’re so used to no one coming down this road that we never think about being naked in the front yard. Stella, do you know my sister, Michele and my mom, Barb?”

“Very good, dear, you did that without any hesitation or awkwardness.” I was getting over the initial embarrassment of being caught naked by one of the icons of the county and looked questioningly at the two of them. “Oh, I’m sorry, Helen and I had a conversation, one of many as it turned out, about her family. I am sure you also know how frequently she refers to you as her ‘new family’. I just encouraged her to leave the past behind her and just allow you to be her only family.”

Mom was now with us also at the window. “Miss Stella, I don’t think we have officially met, I am Barb Hawkins, and this is my daughter, Michele. And I do apologize for our appearance.”

She looked at Mom with a very nice smile, then to me and finally to Helen. “Your right, she is definitely the mother of the group.” Mom looked questioningly. “That wasn’t a negative. I’m a mother. This young one just shook off the surprise at being caught; your daughter, being a little older but probably more brazen by nature, recovered pretty quick; but, you are older and bring with you a propriety, a stronger sense of proper appearance and behavior and this is well outside that. It just is what it is. It is a part of you because of being older and being raised in a different time and style. It helps make you what you are, the mother.”

“Well, then, as the mother of the group, we shouldn’t keep you in the truck. Would you like to come inside? You must have had a purpose in coming by. And we can put some clothes on.”

“Barb, I would love to. I do have something that I would like to discuss with you ladies. But, please, don’t get dressed on my account. I rather like the look and have been experimenting with nudity around the house.” That drew a big smile from all of us.

Inside, we all sat at the dinette table while more coffee got started. We remained naked despite Mom’s attempt to do otherwise with Miss Stella visiting. So, the three of us remained naked at the table with Miss Stella dressed. We soon forgot that when Miss Stella got into why she stopped.

“I was on my way for some groceries when I decided I should just bite the bullet and talk to you. I really do apologize for barging in like this, especially now that I know you are naked so much. That would appear to be a detail, perhaps the only detail, that Helen didn’t mention.”

“What’s on your mind? How can we help?”

“I have been thinking for some time how I am going to handle my property and livestock and the house. As I told Helen, I don’t want it to go to my c***dren. They will sell the land and probably to a developer since there would be more money in that. I will leave them whatever money I have, but I will not leave the land. I have had thoughts over the past year but it was Helen who spurred me to take action.”

We both looked at her wondering what she might have done. “I didn’t do or say anything about those issues.”

“Not exactly true, c***d. You have a pure soul, dear. Which has to be a puzzle given how you grew up. How is it that you manage to be like this with that baggage? Anyway, what Helen did do was reinforce to me how important the land was. She said she has lost faith in the divine but she has found new respect for the ancient beliefs of the spirit of the land and a****ls and the power of love and caring among people. That got me thinking since that day and I have had a few restless nights in the meantime. I have decided to sell the land and the cattle. I have worked with Harry in the past because he is good man. I respect him. Including what he did for his sister.”

Mom looked at her intently, “What did he do?”

Miss Stella looked right back at her, judging what the question was. “You know. He wasn’t afraid to take his sister into his home and ease her life. His life, too, I suppose. I’ve known Harry for a long time, since he was a boy. He was always doing the right thing by people and especially his family. I know they are not just living together in that big house because it is more convenient. I also know that Juli is a much happier woman. Actually, Harry is much happier, too. They have to be careful and so do you. There are some very rigid feelings about how things should be out here in the country.” She paused and looked up a little embarrassed. “Sorry, I got off track. But, mind what I said nonetheless.”

Mom was speaking for us a lot. Perhaps it was the age thing. “Thank you Miss Stella. We have tried to be very careful when we are away from the property or when anyone comes here.”

“So, Helen was a spur to take some action. She also told me not to dwell on the future but to live in the moment. I was living with the constant reminder that at 90 years old I was already way past a long life. That makes you fearful, that can lead to making you irritable, and people don’t want to be around you. Helen’s advice seemed sound. But the land was a worry for me. What would happen to the land if I died before I sold it? What would my c***dren do with it then? I am sure they could get more for it than to sell it to a rancher.”

“That’s good that you are making these decisions but what do you need to talk to us about?”

She turned to Helen and took her hands in her own, “I want to do something for Helen in the process. She has a good future. You people are doing a wonderful job encouraging and supporting her but she came to you with nothing and that could be a burden for all of you in the future. She has opened my world for me in just this short time and we aren’t even done exploring our friendship. Out of this c***d, from such a broken c***dhood, comes a beacon of hope, trust, and love without expectation or condition. How you have managed it, I have no idea. But perhaps it really is as simple as Helen described it: the application of a perfect love. But there is nothing simple of accomplishing that. So, while I have the resources to make a difference, I want to. But that obviously involves all of you. There will be some legal issues to work out but I am hoping that can be eased by mutual consent.”

Helen had tears dropping from her cheeks. “Stella. That’s very touching and appreciated for the thought, but I don’t need or want anything more than our friendship. We reached out to each other for the simple and uncomplicated pleasure of giving ourselves to each other. There can be no greater gift than that, freely giving yourself and only wanting the same from the other. It is what these women and Tim have shown me is the true meaning of what it is to love someone. There are no expectations, just the acceptance that by freely and unselfishly giving you also receive the same.”

Miss Stella just patted her hand for a few moments with her head down. When she raised it to look again at her young, very young, friend there were tears filling her eyes and a line of tears down each cheek. She squeezed the nearly perfect hand she was holding and looked at Mom and me, “See what I mean?”

“Stella, I …”

“Dear, I don’t want this to affect our relationship in any way. And don’t think I haven’t worried about that part of it. But I trust what we’ve shown each other. I want to do this, so at least hear me out. But, as I said, it may have an effect on your family somehow so let me lay it out to you. I have no idea what the value might be so there will be a lot of information yet to be discussed, but we can start.”

I looked at her, then to Helen, “We’ll want to get Tim involved in this however it moves forward. Thank you very much for thinking of Helen. We weren’t sure what to make of this relationship but ultimately we trusted this young woman and she trusted you.”

“Thank you for accepting what we have started.” She collected her thoughts and started up looking only at Helen. “My intention as I said is to package the pasture land and the cattle in a sale to Harry. I am sure he will determine a fair market price and he’ll provide the data to justify it. Now, what I want to do is leave the house, barn, and corral area of the property to you. But, I will condition that on my death or I have to leave it. Don’t react; I know what you want to do. Death is not something I want to think about since I met you, but it is still inevitable. We’re not k**ding anyone to pretend it isn’t true, I am 90 years old. You allow me to feel younger but … Anyway, what do you think?”

Helen just looked at her hands being held by the other woman’s. “I don’t want to think about it. It’s too much and it will cause trouble with your family.”

“We’ll have to be creative in setting that part up so it won’t be. There will be enough money for them, I am quite sure of that. Oh! I nearly forgot the part I thought you might be excited about right now … the horses! They are yours, right now. There are papers of ownership to transfer but they seemed to be of special interest to you and you said you would like to ride. The barn has three saddles, blankets, reins, and everything else you might need for riding except lessons and your own boots. One male and two mares.”

“Really!?! You mean I could ride whenever I want?”

She smiled, “I would suggest a few lessons”. She turned to us, “Please talk to your husband, and talk as a family. I am hopeful we can work this out so you are not impacted financially.”

Mom got up and assisted the woman. Once standing, Mom took her in her arms. “Thank you so much. We really don’t know what to say that can properly express how we feel about your generosity.”

Miss Stella took the hug and returned it, stroking Mom’s bare back. She giggled and Mom pulled her head back slightly to look at her face. “Having naked young women hugging me will become habit forming.” I think we had all gotten comfortable enough to forget. We all laughed. And we could immediately see what Helen saw in this woman.

We walked her back out to her car, each of us giving her another hug and each of us giving her a kiss and unlike our earlier greeting; our kisses were on the lips. Helen’s was the most impassioned and I noticed the familiarity present with these two as they felt each other’s sides in the process.

Helen took a few steps further down the drive as Miss Stella left. When she turned back to us, I said, “You’re going to be a property owner k**”.

“I can’t believe it. For what? Spending time with her and helping around the ranch? Is this for real?”

“It sounds like it unless you refuse, but I suspect that would greatly disappoint that woman.”

“Wow.” She looked at each of us and then in the direction of Harry and Juli and back to us. “Do either of you know how to ride a horse?”

Mom laughed. That was still the part that had her interest. The other was dependent on losing Miss Stella and she didn’t want to think about that. “No. Juli has suggested it many times but they only have four horses and all of us couldn’t go so we never made it happen.”

Helen smiled, “Well, now there are seven horses. I want to learn.”

“Well, talk to Juli and Harry tonight. They are coming over for grilling to hear about the trip and see Tim’s pictures. I am curious myself what he has. Maybe I should be afraid of what he has.” That elicited another laugh and refocused us.

But we weren’t nearly ready to focus on our evening with Harry and Juli tonight. Much of our day was still in front of us. Including our run. Miss Stella threw our schedule off slightly but we could recover and our fitness efforts had become much too important to all three of us, as the visible results showed on our bodies. And with our lifestyle, positive and negative changes to our bodies were very visible. Our goals might be different in specifics but our dedication to achieving them was very similar. Mom was intent on attaining more firmness by lowering her body fat percentage, which she was doing through improving our nutritional intake, running and core body exercises. Mine was the similar but I also wanted more muscle mass through more resistance training on the equipment Tim put into the training room and could result in even lower body fat percentage and better running. I had taken a renewed interest in doing some local 10K race events with Helen. Helen was taking a more aggressive approach even compared to me. She was really going after the resistance training but not so much for muscle mass because her frame probably would not be conducive for it. She was trying for very low body fat and a very tight body. She had never been encouraged before and our support and the results she was seeing was driving her to do more. On top of that, she was very interested in endurance training which was driving her longer runs and going over to Miss Stella’s became an opportunity for more training. We wanted to do some 10K’s together but she had lately also been looking at some of the trail runs in the area. These were 10K length, but on trails through the hills and mountains instead of through the city streets. Some she was looking at were longer and the elevation change and rough terrain would make them extra challenging.

Today I wanted to take Kaycee to the next step in training. He had already proven to be an amazing a****l by the way he has responded to Helen from the very beginning. Everything he has been introduced to has been performed and accepted with few issues. He has progressed so well that it might have been tempting to speed up his training process, but I wanted to resist that impulse for the safety of both Helen and the dog. He has been a constant companion to Helen almost since his arrival. They play, run, rough house, and even quiet together. He spends time in the yard with Cody and Jackson very well and is capable of flushing small game and birds with the same zeal but is more content to be near Helen when he is at rest while the other dogs may find a shady spot to sleep off the efforts.

Helen had already shown me how comfortable Kaycee was with her touching him anywhere on his body, even his sheath. She has touched his sheath directly long enough for the tip of his cock to peek out. But, by agreement to following the process, there was no further contact or more direct contact with the cock. I wanted to change that today and I thought on our daily run would be a good opportunity for him. We had kept him separated from the runs in the morning that always ended with Mom and me fucking our dogs. Today, he and Helen would join us.

As the three of us came of the house in our running gear (really just running shoes and socks), I whistled for the boys and the three came running. Before they got to us, we were already headed for the trail around the property that had been worn into the ground. As usual, the dogs were all over the place in relation to us. They were sometimes right alongside us, then well ahead of us, and then off in some other direction as a rabbit or quail was scared out of its hiding location.

Helen was quiet this morning and I understood. There has been a lot going on in her life lately for her to consider. Not the least was the news this morning that she was going to be the owner of three horses and equipment. Then, at some point in the future, she could possibly even own property. But, I also knew that she was very aware of the steps Kaycee was taking with her. This was now moving into important steps of new contact between them and how they were handled and performed could well dictate the future reaction of the dog for eventually leading to fucking her.

As we were nearing the second quarter of the second lap around the property, I sped up to catch her, “Are you ready? You know Cody and Jackson will be looking to initiate our mating soon.”

“I’m ready, Michele. I want this to be right for him so I will follow the plan exactly.” The darn girl wasn’t even breathing hard. Even though she is shorter, her stride is so smooth she seems to glide over the ground.

Since this was as much about Helen and Kaycee as it was our routine of being with Cody and Jackson, I slowed on my own without being prodded by the dogs. Mom noticed and matched my change in pace. I picked a nice looking location in the field grass and came to a stop. The dogs, of course, were right with us and began licking our hips and working their way to our front. I bent over and took Cody’s head in my hands, laughing. It was predictable what his reaction was going to be to stopping and he didn’t disappoint. Holding his head, I put my lips out and we shared licks of our tongues and lips. I pet his head and ears vigorously while telling him we would be just a moment.

Helen was in front of me with Kaycee at her side. He was looking at her and me, then the other dogs as they continued to lick at our thighs. He turned to Helen and gave her a tentative lick on the thigh. She turned her head and smiled at him, put a hand down to his head and petted him. “You know something is going to happen, boy? You think that maybe you’ll get a chance at my pussy, again. Is that it?” She bent over and pushed her lips out to him so they too could share kisses and licks. “Not today, boy. Today is going to be different, much different for both of us and I guarantee that you are going to love it. I am, too.”

“You really are ready, aren’t you?”

“Honest to god, Michele, I’d fuck him right now if it was allowed. Yes, I am more than ready to take this next step because that gets us that much closer to the time when I will finally be able to mate with him like I want to.”

Mom interjected, “Then let’s get this going. We have a couple dogs that are pretty eager, too.”

Mom and I stood while Helen took over the next step. We were just making sure everything was going to progress as expected before we turned our attention to our own K9 mates. I took Mom’s hand as Helen raised each foot and removed shoes and socks. She then knelt down on the grass and patted the ground for Kaycee to lay down. He did quickly as commanded.
She loved him up with stokes and pets as she had done since he came, ruffing his head and ears, his neck and stroking his side to his hind legs. The she moved to his underside and stroked down onto his stomach and slowly to his sheath. At this point, she raised his top hind leg and slightly rolled him up to gain better access to his sheath. We noticed, along with Helen, that the red tip of his cock was already peeking out of his sheath. I squeezed Mom’s hand. He seemed to be anticipating the actions to come.

Helen looked up at us with a smile in recognition of his excitement, already. The two women who meant the most to her were watching her and they were seeing her preparing to stimulate her dog’s cock out of its sheath and then suck him to climax. Her pussy was tingling in anticipation. But she also knew that our attention would be on her solely until we were satisfied that she had the task well in hand (or mouth, as the case indeed was). Then, we would satisfy our own increasing needs with our dogs the way we have almost every day, outside, nearly at the end of our planned morning run, fucking in the tall field grass.

I was watching Helen and Kaycee intently for the early part of this because this would be when the dog might react aggressively if he was going to. Up to this point, the touching had been increasing to get him used to his sheath and cock being touched, but it was only momentary and incidental. This time there was intent and would be direct stimulation. It was a planned progression of contact of proven effectiveness. However, this time it wasn’t me or Mom performing the action, it was Helen. I found myself reacting a little differently and that amused me. It was at times like this that it hit me how much I really did think of her as a little sister.

Cody was getting insistent but I cooed to him that we would get on to it shortly and I continued to stroke his head as he licked my hip, thighs and between. I don’t know if he really understood me but I do think he understood the intent because he continued to lick and prod with his snout but his insistence diminished. I looked over to Mom and Jackson and saw a similar response there. Mom, however, would occasionally crouch down and kiss Jackson as she cooed to him.

Helen, meanwhile, was doing wonderfully. Not only did she really pay attention to my instructions for the training process and steps, but she also has been a regular witness to the process in action as we followed it in various forms for the training of the boarding dogs and for individual clients. She was remembering and applying it all.

I stood back to observe and not be in the way or to make her too nervous. She knew I would be there for her, but I also believed that she had the confidence in what she was doing with Kaycee that she wouldn’t be nervous in front of Mom and me. I watched her make the first moves and was instantly pleased and confident. She bent over and stoked the outside of his sheath, the red tip of his cock already poking out. She put her tongue out and licked the tip, gently, not urgent or forcing. She lifted her head and check on her K9 mate-to-be. He lifted his head to match her. Eerie, like these two really are somehow connected. She smiled at him and licked the tip, again. Then she went to his head and nuzzled him. When she pulled back, his head followed her and licked out to her mouth. She let him lick her mouth, and then put her own tongue out to greet his attention. Their tongues continued to seek each other in mutual tenderness and comfort. She pulled back slightly and smiled at him, “I love you Kaycee. I know we’ve only just met and I know you may not even understand these words, but … somehow, I think you do. I am going to make you feel really good, now. The kind of really good feeling that you’ve given me.”

She pushed his head down onto the ground and kissed the side. She looked down his body and saw his sheath. She smiled. He doesn’t understand her? No, somehow he does. The tone, the way she touched him with the tone. She saw his cock now further out of the sheath than it was before. She didn’t just smile, though. I smiled when I saw it and squeezed Mom’s hand. Helen smiled but also licked her lips at the sight of the cock poking out of the sheath. She was at the cock in a moment, her ass sticking up in the air right at us. We moved just to the side to see better. Her mouth, after an initial kiss, parted and took the tip inside her lips. Just that little contact and the cock grew out of the sheath a little more. She lifted up and kissed the tip; she put out her tongue and licked up the drop of precum hanging there. Her mouth returned to the cock and took more of it into her mouth. I saw her cheeks pull in as she sucked on the cock, about two inches inside. She made no more motion than that; she only sucked. And his cock grew a little more.

She pulled back and again kissed the tip, licking it and licking the length that was now exposed. Up and down, she tongued as she licked his emerging cock. With about four inches now exposed, she took it all into her mouth and sucked, and then she moved her mouth down the length and back to the tip before descending the length, once more. Repeatedly, she now moved her mouth over the cock, as she would for Tim. She had the amount of cock exposed now that she was able to love the member, the cock of her dog, the cock of her K9 mate.

She was now lost in the loving of her dog and I was satisfied. I no longer felt I needed to oversee her actions with Kaycee. I was ready to allow myself to enjoy my own K9 mate, Cody. I squeezed Mom’s hand and released it. She stroked my back and immediately dropped onto her hands and knees, bringing Jackson with her. She looked underneath him, saw he was well out, and ready. I was hopeful that Cody would be, also. I need a good fucking from him and right now. Watching Helen take the next step with Kaycee had me ready and eager.

I got down onto the ground and checked Cody. Yes! He was well out, also. I moved to my hands and knees and presented myself to him. My ass directly pointed at him. This is a sight he is well familiar with and he was licking my ass and pussy in an instant. I patted my ass, I wanted his cock inside me, not his tongue licking me, as nice as that often is. He jumped onto my back and made one poke at me before I could get my hand between my legs to assist him. But I must have really been ready for this because he found my opening without my assistance. Although he missed on his initial poke, he must have slid along my wet crack and right into my wet and open pussy. That recognition caused a thought to flash through my mind: pussy, I have been thinking of myself with a pussy and not a cunt, which I had been thinking. Maybe the influence of having Mom and Helen a part of our family and life had modified, softened my thinking of myself. I’ll pursue that line of thought later; right now I had a dog to fuck.

With him just inside my pussy, I wiggled my ass slightly to seat him and he loosened his grip on my waist, slightly repositioned himself, and started again thrusting into me. He was soon in the urgent mode of fucking, driving his cock into me, I could feel his cock growing as it was driven further and further into my hungry pussy. All the while, I could feel his cock leaking pre-cum into me, making my pussy even slicker. I gasped at the energy he was putting into this fucking. Not unlike almost all the fuckings I get from my Cody.

I soon felt that very familiar feeling of his knot bumping into the outside of my pussy. At first just a bump and then a more insistent pressure as he pushed his cock and knot at my pussy hole which was not yet ready to yield to this intrusion. Despite my mental eagerness, my body needed the time to react, to adjust to the task at hand. That task was to get my pussy lips and hole to open, be stretched, much wider than normal to accept the knot of my lover. If I was ever determined to take that knot, and I have very often been very determined, it was now. As he pushed at me to gain entrance, I pushed back at him to assist in that penetration. I was moaning regularly now and I could hear moans coming from Mom right next to me. I took a quick look in front of me and saw that Helen had her mouth full of dog cock, her mouth moving from the tip of his cock to the very base. Her cheeks would bulge out as the head of Kaycee’s cock might go to the side of her mouth and push against one side before she realigned and took him toward her throat. Then, on the return up to the tip, her cheek would pull inward as she sucked hard on his cock. I know Tim has enjoyed her quickly learned cock-sucking skills; Kaycee was now the recipient of her past practice on Tim.

That was all a fleeting flash of recognition through my foggy brain. My body, mind, and soul seemed to be again overwhelmed by the sensations of the knot pressing into my hole. My head was again hanging down as I put my efforts into assisting Cody to achieving our tying, the locking of our mating bodies temporarily into one conjoined entity for mating and breeding. Even if the physiological results of our breeding could never result like our actions seemed to desire, our bodies and desires were as if it would be a natural result. That was all feeding the pending intrusion of his knot. And when it finally pushed inside me and I could feel his cock suddenly deeper inside me, hitting me in places that only a moment before he couldn’t reach, I gasped out and let out a cry of pleasure and satisfaction to once again be mated with my K9 lover.

I had heard a similar exclamation of release from Mom only moments before. But my male stud was now pounding inside me with the short, urgent strokes that he was now restricted to using now that the knot limited his movements. At this point in our mating it was not going to be long before he would explode inside me. His cock and knot continued to grow in preparation of his pending climax which would flood my pussy and womb with his seed.

My body was shaking with the sensations that are emanating from by pussy. The knot inside me is moving inside and providing delicious sensations as I feel it filling my pussy and moving in its short strokes inside, pulling on my opening as he pull back for another forward thrust. Occasionally, as he pulls back, stretching my opening out, it hits my g-spot inside and it sends an immediate and jolting shot of stimulation like an electrical charge through my pussy, jarring my clit and up my body to my nipples. It momentarily causes me to wonder what mild electrical play might be like. But it can only be a fleeting consideration as I feel Cody tense on top of me, his hind quarters thrust tightly against my ass and his front legs clamped tighter around my waist and I feel the first spurt from his cock inside me, washing my entire pussy with his seed. I am a nanosecond from my own mind shaking release when I feel his spurting seed inside my body wash over my very womb entrance and I shiver at the thought of his seed entering my womb. Surely, if I truly were his K9 bitch, I would now be his, bred, and preparing to carry his pups. That thought added to all the other sensations and carried me over the edge into a crashing orgasm that caused me to lift my back in reaction to my body’s shaking and tension. I literally lift him up off the ground. A moment later my front drops to the ground, my breasts and upper chest planted firmly into the grass as my entire body shakes and twitches.

Moments later, my eyes flickering open and focusing on my surroundings, my body has relaxed and Cody is no longer spurting his release. Now, patiently still on my back, tied together, his cock regularly releasing small amounts of cum as his body also relaxes and prepares to soften his cock and knot so we will be able to separate. But for now, we are still tied and I smile to myself. I love this feeling of being tied to my lover, not able to part from him, a reinforcement on the physiological level of our bond to each other. I focus on a smiling face across from me, similarly resting on her forearms. Mom, also tied to her K9 lover, Jackson. I smile back to her and let out a long sigh of contentment and satisfaction.

She indicates in front of us and softly says, “It won’t be long now. Soon, I think very soon, there will be three of us contently positioned like this tied to our K9 mates.”

I raise up enough to turn my head forward and see that Helen is sitting cross-legged on the ground with Kaycee’s head in her lap. His tongue periodically laps out and licks her leg. I look up her body, stopping at her breasts before finding her face. She is watching us; her face is a complete smile. You know the look when someone is completely expressing her happiness. His mouth, eyes and seemingly entire face is expressing the smile. That is what I saw on her.

I smiled at her, “How was it dear? How was your first time loving your dog with your mouth?”

Her response was as much a physical motion by petting of Kaycee and a look of adoration on her face as the words that came out softly from her lips, “Beautiful, chilling, powerful, exciting, consuming, completely erotic and all encompassing”. She looked up at me and then to Mom. “I have often wondered as I watched you two, or Juli, if I was going to find anything similar to the pleasure and joy you seemed to receive from the boys.” She looked back to the head of her Kaycee in her lap, a soft and loving smile coming over her countenance. “Now, I think, I am able to somewhat understand what you have felt. Just from taking him in my mouth and feeling his release inside me, gulping what I could to have him and to know him.” She moved a hand from his head to her chest and small breast which were shiny with some fluid. “I wasn’t successful in taking all of his release into my stomach.” She smiled as she spread the cum over her breast. “It is something to work on. But there is so much.” She looked at each of us and her face changed, again. I see a woman taking on a wickedly, lustful look. “But, you know what?” She is still rubbing the cum into her breast and over the nipple, a nipple that is extremely hard and erect. “I rather like wearing his cum.”

She is going to love fucking the dogs! As she opens to take on each new sexual experience, she shows an appetite for the experience.

But our day isn’t over. We have normal things to perform yet today, mundane tasks for the kennel, yard, or house. Especially the house. Tonight we have Harry and Juli coming over for a grilling dinner. And while the food and drink will be good and enjoyed, the real purpose of the gathering is for them to learn the nasty little details of our weekend in Key West. And I intend to let Helen share the details of her first time being fully loved by Tim, with us right next to her, supporting and additionally stimulating her. If she is in Harry’s lap as she tells that part of her experience, it will be perfect and may be too much for him.

We weren’t the grillers at these events. That was ‘man’ domain. Strictly ‘man’ domain and the secret of the process seemed to involve an amount of beer consumption and increasingly smart talk between them. But then, that was fine with us, we were the ones who normally put together the meals every other time. Their grilling allowed us to share quietly while putting together more healthy sides for the meal and always including some form of salad. To be honest and fair, our talk became pretty smart in its own form as we imbibed in our wine choice of the day. It worked out well, I thought. We all ended up smart, with a nice buzz for the evening, and our separation of tasks allowed for a relaxed approach to the preparation.

Mom discussed options of clothing (or not) with Juli late in the afternoon. They, of course, would be bring the steaks and some sweet corn. We had Harry’s favorite choice of beer (a popular domestic brand, of course; this was rural America) chilling in the refrigerator and we had several bottle of wine ready. Juli and Mom decided on baby doll negligees. Period. No stockings, thongs, heels, or jewelry. We always loved these evenings starting out this way. There was something about seeing a 50+ year old woman getting out of a well-used pickup truck dressed only in a sheer baby doll. Tim was an equal opportunity ‘letch’, fully enjoying the full spectrum of naked female in our group from the young, tight body of Helen to me and Mom and up to the older, softer, not quite BBW body of Juli. I don’t know if connoisseur is exactly the right term for him, but he honestly appreciated the tight, athletic body and what it could do physically in sports and the way you could see it perform. But he equally appreciated the mature, full-bodied look of an older woman and what it had experienced in life. In different senses, they were each more beautiful to him. Lucky us, an inclination of jealousy or competition over our bodies was put to rest in regards to him. Not that we didn’t all try to become and be attractive and appealing for our men, we simply knew, trusted, that it was all within the body type we possessed.

When early evening arrived, Mom, Helen, and I were properly attired in one of our sheer baby doll negligees. They were of various colors or shades but all were simply tied at one location just below the breast. This was Tim’s preference and we were complying for the simple purpose of pleasing him. Everything was basically on display regardless. We were in the kitchen already starting on getting the salad ingredients assembled when we saw the boys outside perk up and run around the corner of the house. Kaycee was right with them even though he was only responding to the actions of the other two dogs.

We cleaned our hands quickly and headed for the front door. Tim saw the same thing and was coming through the patio door as we were exiting the kitchen. We were on the front grass alongside the concrete pad in front of the garage as Harry stopped the pickup and turned off the engine. Tim had gone directly to the passenger side and opened the door for Juli. I saw him say something to her and she responded and both of them showed larger smiles. He put out his hand and helped her out as she was holding a large platter of steaks. He took them from her and placed them on the hood of the truck so he could properly take her into his arms. As I watched, I saw that he had placed his hands inside the baby doll and was enveloping her naked body. She squealed as he took hold of her bare ass.

She wiggled free from his grasp and playfully patted his hands. She turned and walked to us, glancing over her shoulder frequently, wary of those hands. As she reached us, “That man, he acts as though he doesn’t get to feel a naked woman.”

I laughed and the rest followed suit, “Oh, he has plenty of naked female flesh to be sure. He just enjoys the opportunity for change when he gets the chance.” I looked over at Harry and saw him with his hand inside Mom’s negligee and around her waist, pulled tightly up against him. “But, clearly, your man is no different.”

She looked over at her brother and gave him a stern look of disapproval. The only problem was that none of us believed it for a minute and she couldn’t keep from breaking into a big smile and laughing. We are so lucky. There are clear overtones to these evenings but there is not tension or awkwardness among us. To be sure, though, I looked to Helen who was walking over to Tim to take the platter, but first stopped at Juli and hugged her. She said something to her and Juli nodded. Helen took the platter and was heading for the front door when a commotion behind her stopped her and she turned around. Tim, once relieved of the platter, went up behind Juli and retook her in his arms, lifting the baby doll and stroking her bare, exposed stomach. She swatted his hands, again. This time she came to me and stood on the opposite side from Tim. I saw no reason to behave any better than Tim, however, and took her into my embrace, lifting her negligee over her ass and kissing her on the lips.

Mom came to us and both of her hands began caressing the full hips. Juli gasped out into my mouth, “You two, if you keep this up, you better be prepared to finish me off”. We looked at each other and shared a nasty smile. We took her into our embrace from front and rear, kissing her neck and exploring her body with our hands. We heard her gasp, again, before we broke with a final kiss. She stood apart from us suddenly, momentarily disoriented, confused by the abrupt change in contact, her exposed upper chest flushed with the beginnings of passion. We took her hands and led her into the house where Helen was waiting with four glasses of wine. Behind me, I heard Harry say to Tim, “It appears they are primed to make tonight interesting.”

“Don’t they always.”

While the guys did the steaks, we were inside getting the sides ready. But, we had already prepared most of it so it was mostly conversation and drinking wine, only Mom and I putting the finishing touches on the rest. Juli and Helen stood and watched which was fine with me, just to have them with us. As we moved around the kitchen for something, a hand would come out to make contact with some bare flesh. We were very familiar with each other and enjoyed playtime among us, with or without the men or dogs.

Then, what I was expecting sooner or later, Helen to Juli, “Juli?”

“Yes, dear?”

“I was wondering … they suggested you might be a good person to ask … “

“What is it?”

“Could you show me how to ride horses? And to take care of them? I mean, I have helped you some with yours before, but I mean really take care of them. I would like to know everything there is to know about having horses and being able to ride them safely.”

Juli looked at us as we turned around to watch the interaction. I merely nodded to Juli and she turned back to Helen. “Of course, I will. You know that, though. What’s this all about? You want to start using our horses like I suggested before?”

“Well …” She looked to us but we weren’t giving her anything. This needed to be between her, Juli, and Harry. And, ultimately, with Miss Stella. “Not exactly, but … Juli, I don’t mean to offend you by questioning you, but … well …”

“Spit it out, girl!”

“This is confidential because it hasn’t happened, yet. Stella Parson is going to give me her three horses and I want to learn to take care of them and ride them.”

“What!” She looked to us and we nodded back to her.

I offered a little help to Helen, “Miss Stella dropped in unexpectedly this morning just after Tim left for work. She talked about how she doesn’t want the land and livestock to be inherited by her descendants. She will leave the money, but not the property. She values what the land is and her c***dren and their families just don’t. She is convinced they would extract the highest price possible and that likely would be to a developer.”

“I think she is right. And that would certainly change the feel of the area. Can she just give the horses away? What about the rest of the land and cattle? And the homestead?”

Helen stepped up to Juli and hugged her, then took her hands, “Juli, we can’t say any more now. It is up to Stella to work out the details and talk to you and Harry. She has this worked out in her head but she knows she will need legal and financial assistance to make it all work.”

Juli chuckled, “Her c***dren and families will go ballistic. I’ve met some of them that are still living. They are definitely city people and only know the value of money, not the intrinsic value found in working and living on the land.” She looked out at Harry and paused. “You say Miss Stella will be talking to Harry?”

“Yes. That is what she said. She values and trusts Harry. But, please don’t repeat any of this.”

“You want me to keep this away from Harry?”

Helen looked to me. I responded with a look that I wanted to say ‘It’s your decision, but …’

“You’re right, Juli. I can’t ask you to keep this from your brother. But, please, nothing more and just be patient for Stella to reach out to Harry.”

Helen was pulled into a big hug just as the men came into the kitchen from the patio. Mom jumped in to divert them from the two. “Are the steaks ready? Everything else is waiting.”

During dinner, some of the discussion was about Helen’s desire to ride horses. That, of course, led to a disclosure to Harry what she had already given to Juli. There were a lot of looks about what that might mean and nobody thought it was a mystery. Harry confided that Miss Stella had for some time made sure he had the best price. He chuckled over the game she would play each time. The bidding was always confidential and she never divulged the actual pricing submitted. Somehow, he was always the best price. He knew that the truth was that to her it was almost like keeping the land in the family and the price he gave her was always fair, maybe not the highest, but certainly fair.

“So, you want to ride horses?”

“Yes, sir. When Juli suggested it before, I wanted to but I have to admit that I was a little intimidated by their size and I was so busy with so many other things.”

“And, has that changed, young lady? It seems that you are just as busy as you have ever been and the horses are certainly just as big.”

“Harry, can I ask you something? Actually, this is for both you and Juli.”

“This sounds like someone is changing the subject. But, of course, you can ask anything, you know that.”

“I am changing the subject. There is something more important I want to ask you two.” Dinner was finished and we were sitting around the table, relaxed and enjoying another drink of beer or wine, whichever was our preference. Helen had been nearly dominating the conversation all through dinner with Miss Stella, the horses and now this. I was also curious what was now more important than the horses. “You know my background, how I was brought up and ending up here with all of you. People talk about being thankful for small miracles, but this was huge, the hugest of huge for me. You all probably saved my life. I don’t want to seem melodramatic here, but I think it is true. I would have ended up continuing to live on the street and sooner or later, some smooth talking hustler would have taken me under his ‘protection’. But instead of that happening, you all took me in. I am deliberately including you, Harry and Juli. You have always been there for me if I needed to discuss something or work something out about me, or my life, or my past, or my potential. You were all there, every day if I needed you.”

She paused and we waited expectantly after that beginning. “I don’t want to think any more about what was, what I had or didn’t have before. What is important is what I do have now.” Her gazed passed over all of us. “This is when being nearly naked before all of you seems really strange.” She seemed to collect herself before continuing, “What I have now is amazing. I have a sister who accepts and relishes that role. I have a woman, Barb, who accepts that I think of her as the mother I never truly had. At least not like the mother she is to me now. I have a man who I have referred to as my boyfriend, but who most accurately is an older brother. He has continually looked after me like only a loving older brother would.” She looked to Tim a little embarrassed, “Sorry, Tim, for springing this on you like this but it really is the way I feel. I hope you don’t mind.”

He reached across the table and touched her hand as she also reached out to him, “I would be honored to have you think of me as your brother on one condition”.

Helen gave him a knowing smile, “And, what, dear sir, would that condition be?”

“That our other relationship isn’t jeopardized in the process.”

“Are you k**ding?!?” She looked around the table with a naughty smile on her face, “I have tasted you and enjoyed you inside me with your wives’ blessing. There is no way I am giving that up. Besides, the way i****t is so accepted around here, it shouldn’t be an issue.” We all laughed at the recognition of the love Mom and I share and the love Harry and Juli share. “But here is where you two come in. I have never known an extended family. I know there was but I didn’t know them. You two have been like an extended family for me, being there if I needed to talk about something for my confidence or just to know that I wasn’t completely irrational or to just be quiet with the a****ls and how you are. You let me do all that without me feeling like it was intrusive or a bother.”

Juli told her, “Just spit it out, girl. I am curious as hell what you want to ask.”

“Okay … Harry, Juli, would it be okay with you if I thought of you as part of my family, as my uncle and aunt? Like I think of Barb as my mother even though she isn’t, I have come to understand that I think of you two that similar way.”

Juli got up from her chair and moved around the table to where Helen was sitting. Harry responded in the same fashion. The met at Helen and pulled her up so she was standing with them and she was hugged between them. It was a tender moment. That is until Juli felt Harry’s hand on Helen’s bare ass. Juli gave his hand a sharp slap causing him to pull it away and we all laughed.

But he had his own response. “Ouch, woman! I have three things to say in my defense. One, she asked me to be her uncle, not behave like one. Two, it’s doesn’t matter if I am her uncle because, and I quote, ‘the way i****t is so accepted around here’. And three, what was your hand doing going down there?”

That caused a lot of finger pointing at Juli who was caught.

As we cleaned up from the meal, we moved into the family room with the darkening night. With the setting sun on the desert comes cooler temperatures, especially in late fall and winter. We were nearly done with the clean up when Helen announced that she would take another beer into the guys. She didn’t return. Walking into the family room with a glass of wine for ourselves, we found out why. She was seated between the two men, her negligee was untied and pulled to the sides exposing both breasts and her pussy that was spread open by a knee being d****d over the leg of each of the men. She was currently lip locked with Harry and Tim was working his finger in her pussy while Harry was fondling a breast. As we watched, she broke the kiss with Harry, put her hand up to his face and gave him another peck before turning her head, not her body, to Tim who immediately engaged her in passionate kissing. Tim moved his hand up to her breast and Harry took over fingering her pussy and clit.

I cleared my throat to get their attention as we entered the room. Harry looked up at us but Tim stayed glued to Helen. I repeated it a little louder and Juli laughed into Tim’s mouth. Tim broke the kiss and smiled at me. Helen was looking a little flustered with the attention. Her open legs showed that her pussy lips were slick with her juices and her nipples were rock hard. She tried to say something but nothing came out.

Tim came to her defense, as if she needed one. I was rather thinking the men needed one; they were the ones who had her uncovered. “You might not believe this but we actually did start out talking, but then …”

“I know, this sweet, little thing made you two big guys take advantage of her.” The looked a little sheepish but the women were all enjoying it.

The question of the moment, of course, was how did we want to handle the situation of four women and two men. I know we were going to tell them about the trip to Key West and Tim had his pictures and videos to show, but still … this was going to end up being a hands-on event, I just knew it was.

Tim had the computer setup with a connection to the big screen TV and a remote manage it all from the laptop. Tim got up to be in a chair closer to the laptop. Helen took the opportunity to stand up in front of Harry and bend over to whisper something to him. Of course, we were treated to an excellent view of her ass and pussy from behind. He nodded and his smile doubled in size as she sat back down but this time across his lap. Tim, sitting in an easy chair, put out his hand to Juli and she quickly moved over to him as he pulled her onto his lap. Mom and I looked at each other and shrugged, moved to the loveseat next to Harry and Helen, I sat down onto the floor and guided Mom down to sit between my legs and lean into my body. One of my hands immediately opened her negligee and found a breast while the other worked its way down her stomach.

Tim volunteered that he would start the telling of the weekend and any of us could add anything we wanted as we went along. We had not seen the pictures or video, either, so we had no idea what was to come. Since Tim had come up with the idea of the weekend, he gave a good explanation of the idea and what the Fantasy Fest activities were, what his expectations had been for us, and what we primarily participated in. It turned out to be very lively and detailed discussion of the events and our reactions. There was questions from Juli about the competition and our answers and actions that drew such enthusiastic responses from the large audience. Tim’s pictures of that night were from a distance and lacked a lot of detail but gave a wonderful sense of what was happening.

Tim mentioned the second night after the competition as being eventful before turning the description of those events over to Helen. She squirmed a little on Harry naked lap and slowly, hesitantly began the detailing of her first time being fucked. She seemed to leave out some of the more graphic detail and Mom and I felt it our duty to pull out of her every last tantalizing detail of her first experience. By the end of that she was noticeably preoccupied in her seating position. I knew that her excitement and Harry’s was very noticeable to them both as she tried vainly to find a position that didn’t continuous apply intimate pressure on his hard cock.

The pictures and videos of the final night with us being painted and the time on Duval Street with all the people was shocking. I hadn’t even noticed any pictures being taken and he seemed to capture some of the most intimate moments possible like when the artist was applying the detail edging paint using a brush on the stem image going right through my pussy. Or for Mom with the airbrush application of paint on her lips as her legs are spread wide and the artist is between them intently, only inches from her pussy lips, applying thin spray layers of paint. Or for Helen when he used a similar application as for me by using a brush to paint on the tiny thong string going between her legs, across her pussy and between her ass cheeks. A picture showed the brush right over her dainty asshole.

I noticed that Mom was squirming in my arms and only then realized how much I was fondling her breast and nipple and stretching to reach between her legs, causing her to modify her position slightly to allow me better access to her. That motivated me to check on the others and I found similar activity with them. Tim, even though using the remote with one hand, was active between Juli’s legs, a finger noticeably disappearing on occasion. Helen and Harry had progressed further than the rest of us. She was no longer sitting across his lap. Her legs were spread to the outside of his legs and it was clear that she was secured to his lap by his cock in her pussy. She was being fucked and both her breast were being fondled by the man she asked to be her uncle.

The videos Tim had were all from the street scene of us painted. We would learn later that he had contacted several guys shooting video and acquired the portions with us. Most all the footage would start with us at a little dis