Wyoming, 2 free porn video

Wyoming, 2 By; Malissa Madison I placed my hand in the center of his chest, "Why don't you go take a shower and change first. "I'm going to start a load of wash, now that I can find the washing machine," I told him. "I didn't see any more clean sheets last night so I assume they're all dirty." I wasn't sure why just then but before I stepped back into the house I raised up on tip toes and kissed his cheek. He patted my butt as I stepped through the door, "It's sure nice having someone here to remind me that I need to live." It was a self-admission on his part, but it made me feel good. That gentle pat on my ass had caused my cock to twitch in my panties, something that I'd never experienced around a man before. I got the first load of sheets in the washer and looked around for the soap, "Umm, Tim? Where do you keep the laundry soap?" I asked. "Sorry I forgot, I ran out two months ago. I keep forgetting to pick up more at the store," he said. "I don't see a dryer here either," I called to him. "Oh we always just hang everything out on the line out back." I heard the shower start and went to investigate the clothes line. I found it out back four lines strung between upright T's stretching perhaps thirty feet apart with a third T in the middle. Like the front yard the back was overgrown as well. Most disheartening was the abundance of vines growing on the lines. "It's been so long, so very, very long since I had a reason to sing," I heard coming from the shower. "Now I got a reason, and I hope it lasts all season. I want to make her mine. She's so pretty and fine, with a cute sexy behind." I blushed hearing not just his praises of my looks, but at his awkward made up song. I started pulling vines loose from the line, listening to him. I'm not sure if he knew I could hear him or not. So I stayed in the yard clearing the clothes line of the offending vines, while I listened. After a while he grew silent and the shower cut off. I started to make my way back to the house when I overheard him talking. "Tina, please help me. I don't want to screw this up. I wish you were here to see how pretty she is, just like you. Please if you can, if there's any way, please give me the strength to resist temptations," he said. "She's everything you always said she'd be. I don't know if I could live through losing her too, but I won't try to keep her like I did with your mother. If she wants to move on I'll let her go. I just hope she stays, even if all we have is a mutual friendship. Or she decides she wants to be like a daughter. She's living in your room now, and she doesn't have much, so I hope its ok if she wears some of your clothes. God what am I doing? You probably can't hear me. But I do hope you're in heaven, and I hope to god I don't fuck this up." After he came out of the bathroom I asked him if he had any pruning clippers. "I need to get the vines off the clothes line so we can use it." He looked down at my feet, "Oh my heavens." I found myself picked up in his arms and carried to the kitchen counter. Then his hands gently caressed down my leg to my foot as he slipped off my right sandal. "Let me clean this up, and put something on it." Looking I saw I had a small cut on the edge of that foot. He was very gentle as he cleaned and doctored it putting on a Band-Aid. "Do you have anything that covers your feet Honey, at least until I get the yards cleaned up?" "Only high heels," I admitted. Then blushed, "Not real practical for wearing around a yard." "Wait here, I'll see what I can find," he rushed off leaving me perched atop the kitchen counter. A few minutes later he was back, "I hope they fit. If not we'll just have to go into town and buy you some of your own." He was carrying a pair of black side zip up boots with a three inch broad heel. "Tina's she loved high heels too." I was really surprised when they actually fit. They were a bit tight, but being genuine leather I knew they'd stretch just enough to become very comfortable. I felt light headed and my cock tingled in my panties as he pulled the zippers up closing the tops around my calves just below my knees. "Thank you," I kissed his cheek again. "Now I can help you in the yard too. and I think Tina will be happy knowing they aren't just sitting in a closet." I'd noticed his stiffened cock in his jeans, and that too gave me a tingle, but I still wasn't ready. I really needed to think this through first, I hoped he understood, but I was sure he did. He wasn't trying to rush me into anything. And then there was the talk I'd overheard earlier. "So what should we do first?" I asked him. "Mow the back yard or go into town and get laundry soap?" "I can mow the yard while you run into town," he offered. "I wouldn't know where to find anything," I giggled. "I don't even know where town is," I admitted. "Besides I'd feel safer if you were there with me." I hugged his arm. "Then I guess we're going into town, why don't you make us a shopping list while I break out the pickup?" I watched as he headed off toward the barn, then went into the house and started on a shopping list. We needed eggs, more milk, cheese, laundry soap and fabric softener, dish soap. Floor cleaner, and dusting supplies. I had two pages by the time he got the truck out front. Once again he held my door for me as I got in, this time his hand gently cupped my but as he helped me up into the seat. "Thank you," I giggled. "You are such a Gentleman. I've never known anyone like you before." People stood in awe everywhere we went, and in every place he made sure to tell them I was with him, and that if I showed up without him they were to add my purchases to his bill. We saved the groceries for last, and in the store he asked if I was sure I didn't need anything for myself. "No I think I have everything I need right here," I hugged his arm in front of the middle aged cashier who just gawked. "Agnes, this is Missy," he introduced us. "She's staying out at my place." She leaned over the counter and looked at my boots, then up at my face studying hard. "Say something else Sweetie." "Like what? That I'm happy and not just taking advantage of a real Gentleman?" "My god Tim, Missy, I'm sorry it's just that you could almost be Tina's twin. Especially in those boots. She had a pair just like those that she always wore." "Thank you Ma'am, but I'm really not sure I look that much like her," I said. "Well take it from me, you really do. I should know, she was my Niece. And if you don't mind me saying so I think you make Tim very happy. You let me know if you ever need anything ok?" "Thank you Ma'am I will," I said as we pushed the shopping cart out to the truck. Once again he held my door, gently holding my butt as he helped me up into the truck. We stopped at the truck stop and he filled the empty cans in the back for the tractor and the lawn mower. "I think I should probably put step rails on the truck so you don't need help getting in," he said absently. Blushing I said, "If you do that I won't get to feel special when I get in." On the way home I asked, "Tim do I really look that much like your Daughter?" Looking at me he flipped down the visor and took down a picture, handing it to me. I was in shock, her hair was a bit lighter than mine, but roughly the same length. If I hadn't known better I might have thought I was looking into a mirror. Except for the scar that only showed if I turned my head to the right. It wasn't very big, but it was still there under the foundation and concealer. "Your about three inches shorter," he said. I put the groceries away as he started mowing the yard. He took off his shirt in the heat, and I caught myself watching him, thinking about those Muscles, while I stood in the kitchen fixing lunch. Carrying a large glass of iced tea I stepped out into the freshly mowed yard, "Here you are, why don't you come in and have some lunch?" He followed me inside, and I felt my butt wiggling as I walked. I reminded myself that I needed to slow way down. 'Girl you just met him. Take your time, do it right,' I said to my inner self. We spent the afternoon with me doing laundry, and him carrying the heavy baskets out and helping me hang it up, in between his yard work. At dinner we sat across from each other and he complimented me on my outfit. "Thank you, you look pretty hot too in that tight t-shirt and those jeans," I told him. "I got you something today while you were looking for flower seeds," he said. then laid a plain shopping bag in front of me on the table. "Oh Tim, you really shouldn't have," I said as I opened the bag to find a package of Sally Hanson Salon Nails, extra glue, and three shades of nail polish and remover. "I noticed that your nails were getting ruined cleaning up my mess so I wanted to make it up to you," he said. "I wasn't sure which color you'd like so I picked out three." I reached across the table and took hold of his hand trying not to cry, "I love all three. Which is your favorite?" "The sparkly pink," he said. "Are you sure I didn't go overboard surprising you?" "No Tim, you did good. All girls like pretty surprises," I told him. He helped me with the dishes, and later he sat in the living room watching TV. While I disappeared into my room. I found a picture of Tina and sat it on the vanity while I started preparing my nails. "Tina, I sure hope I measure up to your hopes. I'm not so sure I don't already love your Daddy. But I hope you understand I've never been in love before. I don't know what I'm doing. Please be patient with us," I told her picture. I'd never worn false nails before, and was surprised that it took over an hour to get them just right. I kept thinking that he was going to be worried about buying them for me. I pulled one of my nities off the pile on top of the dresser, a longish pink Baby Doll with lots of ruffled lace, and matching ruffled panties. "Girl if you're going to be living here you gotta get used to letting him see the real you," I said to myself. Then taking a deep breath I stepped out into the living room, "Tim I'm going to make us a snack, do you want anything in particular?" "No Missy, nothing special." He looked up from the program he was watching and I saw him swallow hard. "Nacho's might be good. Something hot and spicy to match that outfit." "Is, is it too much? I don't want to make you uncomfortable," I said. "No it's fine," he answered. "I'll have to get used to seeing you in skimpy outfits since you live here too. of course it'll take some concentration on my part." I hurried and Microwaved the bowl of cheese sauce, then put some Jalapeno's in another bowl and some chips in a third. "So what's our movie choice tonight?" I asked as if it was routine. "Would you believe me if I told you the Evening News, High Plains Drifter, or Gone with the Wind?" "I haven't seen that in ages, I like Clint Eastwood." I sat the tray down on the end table between his chair and the end of the sofa. "You might want a throw blanket in that outfit," he said. "The night breeze can get pretty cold." "Or I could sit in your lap for warmth," I blurted out then blushed. "Why don't you just come on up here now, I won't try anything I promise." But I could already see the erection in his pants. And then he noticed where my gaze had fallen. "Oh crap, I'm sorry. It's just that you're so," I didn't let him finish, I straddled his lap, "We're just cuddling and watching a movie together, right?" "Right, however difficult it might be, I won't try anything," he promised. And I twisted around to sit in his lap leaning back on his shoulder as the movie started. His arm wrapped around me in a protective manner across my own lap his cheek resting gently on top of my head as we watched the movie together. Occasionally moving to eat another Nacho or take a drink of the Iced Tea. I found myself laughing at the comical scenes as did he. I was still very aware of the erection throbbing against the side of my thigh, and felt a bit guilty knowing that I was the cause of it. I could feel my panties getting soaked from my own semi erection drooling into them. Later half asleep he kissed my cheek, "If this is all we ever have together I want you to know it's worth it," he told me. Twisting my face around I lifted my head and kissed his lips, "It is for me too," I smiled. "I'm still kind of not sure how far I want to let myself go. And, and I definitely want to go farther. But I never even went this far before, can you understand?" Cupping my cheek in his palm he said, "Yes and I want you to be sure as well as ready before you decide to take the next step." He kissed my lips this time and it lingered a bit as I held my breath fighting the urge to drive my tongue into his mouth. Sure I knew what sex was like, with another girl. But I'd never met a guy that did anything for me, I just hadn't been interested enough to try. Turning off the TV he said, "You my little Missy need to get your sleep, run along and go potty, and take off your makeup. I take my turn after I tuck you in." "Thank you," I said and kissed his lips again with more passion. Then I hopped up and rushed to the bathroom to brush my teeth and take off my makeup. I was at the second sink, the one that still held old bottles of skin lotion and a juice glass with tweezers and an eyelash curler. Thinking there should be cold cream I opened the medicine cabinet. As I took it out I saw the bottles neatly arranged. Estrogen, Progesterone, and a third marked Spironolactone. Looking at the dates I saw they were nearly two years old, the bottles were labeled for Tina Wyoming, and had her information and the doctors name and number. That prompted me to remember I'd forgotten to take mine today. With cold cream on my face I rushed out to get my purse. I'd left the door open since all I had left to do was wash off my face, and began setting out my Hormones. As I took the first dose he said, "Missy, what are you doing? You aren't on drugs are you?" There was genuine concern there, "No Tim. These are my Girl pills." "Girl Pills? Oh you mean hormones, sorry I was worried for a second there," he said coming into the room. picking up one of the bottles he said, "This isn't your prescription." I blushed, "No my Step Mom got them for me, that's why they have her name on them." "Tina has some left here too. but I'm thinking maybe you should go talk to her doctor. I don't want to risk losing you." I finished drying my face then squeezed past him, feeling his hardon as it pressed against my ass in the tight spaces of the doorway. I let my hand brush across it lightly thinking my god it's huge. At the same time I felt a wad off goo drool out into my panties. He pulled the covers back, and tucked me into bed, "Sleep well Missy," he kissed my forehead and turned out the light. I tossed and turned for nearly an hour, thinking of him. What would it be like to take him into my mouth? To feel him pushing deep into me? Would he be considerate use his hand to bring me off too? I was about to start masturbating when I heard the bed next door squeaking. "Oh Missy, oh god how much I want you Missy," he groaned, I could hear his ragged breathing as I held my own stiffened cock in my hand. "Uuunnnnnnggggggggggggg," he moaned and I felt the hot musty scented cream spattering all over the front of my Baby Doll, some reaching as far as my face. I stifled a giggle as I scooped up my own cum and tasted it. Closing my eyes I tried to imagine that it was his, and somehow it tasted even better than before. I drifted off into a much more peaceful sleep, in my dream I was telling myself that it was ok, don't rush anything. The me that I was talking to said, "My Daddy will be there waiting for you when you're ready." That last startled me into waking up. I smelled coffee, and Bacon, "Tim, you should have woke me up." I called out to him as I walked sleepy eyed into the kitchen after using the potty. Smiling at me he asked, "Did you have sweet dreams too?" and I realized he was looking at the dried splatters of cum on the front of my Baby Doll, I blushed beat red. "It's ok, I had nice dreams about you too," he admitted. "Maybe we were sharing a dream as my people say." "Your people being the Sioux?" I'd finally asked having fitted his features together the day before. The high cheek bones, the bronzed skin tone. The lack of ear lobes, and almost nonexistent beard stubble. "Absolutely, that's how I came by the family name of Wyoming. My great, great, great grandfather was chief of the Wyoming band. When the Army came they listed everyone as being Wyoming. It sort of stuck as a last name," he explained. I smiled, "Then I guess we did share a nice dream together." I moved in and took over the cooking, whipping up biscuits and getting ready to make gravy. We talked about his plans for the week, he still had to go out on the road driving, but would be home on the weekend. I started the gravy and then the phone rang and he went to answer it. a few moments later I yelped and jumped as something cold and wet nudged between my thighs from behind. Gravy splattered all over the front of my Baby Doll before I could spin around to face my attacker. I suddenly pressed hard up against the stove. "Tim, Tim?" I called seeing the full grown Silver furred Wolf. "Ringo! Be nice, this is Missy. She didn't know you were here." Tim said as he reached out to pet the wolf scratching behind his ears. "I'm sorry if he scared you. He hasn't come around here in over a year." Then he spotted the front of my nitie, with an amused smile he blushed and said, "That kind of reminds me of my dream." Using a finger I wiped some up then sucked it into my mouth, "Not quite as tasty as my dream," I said before I blushed. "Oh my god I can't believe I just said that." With a wink he said, you'll get to taste it when you're ready to, I promise." Then scooped up some on his own finger. "It does taste good though." Turning to the wolf he said, "Ringo, please don't scare Missy again." A bit unsure I reached out and petted his head. Then he pressed it into my hand and I found myself scratching behind his ears. "I didn't know people had tame Wolves around here." "Ringo isn't tame, just friendly. He sort of took to looking after Tina while I was gone during the week." The wolf wandered out onto the porch and lay down on the welcome mat. "So what did he do that made you yelp and splatter gravy all over yourself?" "He stuck his cold wet nose in my ass while I wasn't looking," I had to giggle myself realizing how comical it sounded. "That's just his way of saying Hi, welcome to the family." "The family?" I asked. "He watches over Agnes and her kids too. that's their place on the other side of the Canyon." "So what are you doing now," he asked as I took out another breakfast steak to add to the pan. "Getting ready to say thank you." I answered. Laughing he took out another one, "In that case I should tell you he wont eat anything that's been cooked." He set it on a piece of foil next to the burner to thaw out. When we were finished eating he prompted me to offer it to him. I was still surprised when he took it gently from my hand and trotted back out the door. I scraped the plates into the skillet and set it out on the porch just in case. "You're wasting your time, but go ahead if it makes you feel better." We were washing the dishes when he said, "I'll be damned. Looks like you have a new admirer." I turned to look, and saw a barely weaned pup scarfing down the leftovers. Tim looked around outside and came back in. "She's nowhere to be seen, it's unusual to have a pup away from the den without the bitch being close by." "Tim, she's been hurt," I was holding the female pup in my lap sitting on the porch. She had a long bite mark on her front shoulder. He cursed in several languages, "Damned Wolf hunters. "They know they aren't allowed to hunt wolves here." I scrambled up another batch of eggs for the pup and we got started on our day. I was dusting, working inside while he went around making the few minor repairs to the outside. About ten o'clock we had a visitor. "Frank, what brings you all the way out here?" Tim asked wedging himself in front of me. "Two things actually," he said. "First I wanted to let Missy know she's in the clear. Second we arrested four hunters last night, they're being turned over to the reservation police." After a pause he added, "I'm sorry, we didn't catch them in time. But we did put down all the runners and kill dogs. Joseph said the bitch they killed had three pups but we only found two. So he and the rest are out scouring the country side hoping to find it before it starves." Just then the puppy scampered out the door at our feet to pee in the grass. "Frank you can call Joseph and tell him the pups safe. Ringo brought her here this morning." "Ringo? I thought he stopped coming here." "He came and said hello," I giggled. "And brought us Molly." "Molly? Oh the pup." Hold on a second, "Frank to Joseph Whitehorse." "Yeah Frank did you find the Pup?" "Yes she's at Tim's house. Ringo brought her here." "I guess he wants old Tim to have a reason to keep livin, I'm glad, we'll be by in few to check on her, and take her to the Res. While he's out on the road." Reaching toward the radio Tim waited, then when it was in his hand he said, "Joseph, you're welcome to stop by anytime. But molly isn't going anywhere she doesn't want to go." "Tim you can't leave her there by herself all week." "Joseph, please come by the house, I want you to meet Missy. She'll be taking of Molly." We stood and talked a bit, I got Frank a glass of tea and then as the others were arriving he said he needed to get back out on the road. "I love your nails by the way, very ladylike." They came up out of the Canyon on horseback, nineteen of them. "Tim, there's a bunch of people on horseback in the back yard." "Hello my name is Joseph Whitehorse, you must be Missy," the leader introduced himself. As Tim stepped out onto the porch Molly ran out yipping and growling ferociously at them. "Molly, it's ok," I told her, and she sat down in front of me. Smiling even broader the leader said, "I can she's already formed an attachment. Tim, it's good to see you here with another woman. I'm sorry that didn't come out right. It is good to see that you have found someone special again to share your life with." "Thank you Joseph. I think we were both meant to find each other when we did." A car pulled into the driveway. "Tim, oh hello Joseph. I see you've met Missy," Agnes began then spotted Molly at my feet. "She was in the house when we arrived," Joseph told Agnes with a huge smile. "So, Ringo came in and said hello before he gave her to us," I said. "The Alpha wolf of the mountains entered your home and greeted you?" all the men were awed. "And gave you a gift of his kind?" "Yeah he stuck his nose up my ass before I knew he was there." I said laughing. Then realized no one else was laughing. "What?" "I should have told you," Tim said. "The pack Alpha will only give an orphaned pup to a suitable Virgin mother. He sniffed you and found you worthy." "I, I've never been worthy of anything in my life," I stammered dropping to my knees to hug Molly to me. "Well we'll go spread the good news, Tim is no longer alone. And Missy is under the wolves protection, as well as the tribe's." Agnes followed us into the house, "You know everyone will be expecting you two to get married now," she said. "Your being together has been blessed by Wolves." "Missy," she asked me. "Can I speak to you in private?" We went into the kitchen, "Ours is one of the few tribes left that pays attention to the old ways. So there is a lot of planning that goes into a wedding." "We haven't even gotten that far yet," I said. "We're taking it slow, I want everything to be right. Tim wants everything to be right, no pressure." Hugging me she said, "Oh I didn't mean you have to get married right away. Some couples have courted for up to nine years." "Nine years?" I was astonished. "I was going to ask you when your last period was, so we could be sure that when you decide, you won't be sent out into the mountains at the wrong time of month." "Oh," I blushed. "I, I, you mean you really don't know?" "Don't know what?" she asked in innocence. "Now you're going to hate me but I want to be honest." "Honest about what?" "I'm not a real girl. I'm just like Tina." I cupped my breasts, "These came from Hormones out of a bottles." "And Tim knows about it and accepts you right?" she asked but it was more of a statement. "Yes, him and that Trooper Frank, they've known from the beginning," I told her, the tears rolling softly down my cheeks. "I'm sorry I'm not a real girl, I wish I was, I really do. But I was cursed with the wrong body." Wrapping her arms around me she said, "No Honey, you weren't cursed. We believe people like you are blessed, touched by the Moon Maiden to show your true inner beauty." She wiped at my tears, "I'm so happy for my brother, he's been blessed to have two Moon touched ladies in his life. you do plan on staying with him don't you?" "I, I don't know, I really do want to. But I'm kind of scared," I admitted to her. "What's to be afraid of?" "I only knew one other person that loved and cared for me. And she abandoned me. Everyone else my whole life has either wanted to abuse me or kill me or worse," I said snuffing back the snot running from my nose, and wiping at the tears. "What could be worse than being killed because of who you are?" "Being beaten and raped by your father every day," I said. "But I got away I ran before he had a chance to do what he promised he was going to do." I looked up seeing him standing in the doorway, a furious look in his eyes. I buried my face in Agnes' shoulder, "I'm sorry Tim, I, I, I'm just scared. And now you're mad at me. I'll, I'll leave before I hurt you anymore. You deserve better than a broken, beaten freak that's too afraid to let herself fall in love." I felt myself being pulled from Agnes' arms as he gathered me into his own. "I don't want you to leave Missy. I want you to stay right here, where you belong. Where everyone around you accepts you as you are. You take all the time you need." He kissed the top of my head, then lifted my face to look into my eyes, "I don't care if we never have sex, or become married. Your being here is enough for me don't you see that? I'm scared too Princess." "What do you have to be scared of?" I asked choking back my tears. "I'm scared of losing you. Afraid that when I come home on Friday night you'll be gone, and I'll be alone again. Oh god Baby I can't face that, you mean everything to me. You gave me a reason to live again, ever since I saw you in the headlights I knew you were the center of my universe." He was crying now too and I felt a bit guilty. "Tim, I, I'll be here when you get back. I'm still scared. But I'm not scared of you. I'm scared of being loved, and falling in love. I've never known what it was to just be loved for myself," I told him as much as admitted to myself. "I tried to be a boy, even tried sex as a boy. But it just wasn't what I wanted. It didn't make me feel anything but used, can you understand that? and then, then I met you and all that changed. I've never had sexual fantasies about anyone before," I said embarrassed. "But you, you changed all that for me. And I'm scared, scared I'll not be good enough for you. Afraid that it will hurt too much, and I won't be able to, to," he just hugged me tighter. "Don't you think I've been worrying about the same things? Worrying that I'll not be gentle enough when you're ready to try, if you ever are. Missy, I couldn't stand it if I thought I hurt you. That's why I refuse to give in to my urges and fuck your brains out. I don't want to scare you off, I don't want to leave in the morning because I'm afraid it will be the last time I see you." We both started laughing then, "You really mean that don't you? You really want me here, and you care about me as a person." "Care about you? No, I don't just care about you, I love you. My feelings for you are like a million times stronger than they were for Tina's mother. And that's why I'm afraid of driving you away." I don't think either of us realized when Agnes left, we were too busy pouring out our hearts to each other. We'd long since stopped crying, and now were just talking about things. He was telling me about what he was going to be doing the next week, and promised to call me every night. "Where do you sleep when you're on the road?" I asked. Smiling he said, "In the sleeper of the truck, why?" "I bet it needs clean sheets, and a thorough cleaning too." I realized I'd never seen the inside of his truck. "Oh god, it's actually worse than the house was," he admitted. "I bet it needs a good wash inside and out," I said. "I want everyone to know that you have somebody who cares about you. I don't want some Skanky lot lizard thinking she can crawl up in your sleeper and bang the hell out of you because you're lonely." Now it was his turn to look at me in amazement. "You pull it out front, and I'll help you get it cleaned up before supper," I told him. "Will the hose reach the driveway?" He laughed, "Come on, I'll show you how to start a big rig." We walked to the barn, his arm around me felt warm and comforting. The closer I got the more intimidated I felt by its size. All I could think of was seeing all that chrome as it barreled down on me. I let out a shudder thinking how close I'd come to getting run over. "I know love, I was so scared myself. By the time I was able to stop I had to run back under the trailer to pull you out of the road." I realized then that it was only my feinting that had saved my life He opened the door, then lifted me by my waist up into the door frame as I grabbed the hand bars. "Damn I love this view," he said looking up my skirt. I giggled, "I like being viewed." He patted my butt as I finished climbing in then he was beside me pulling me into his lap. "Have you ever driven a Standard before?" "My car is a stick shift," I told him. "Ok, push in that red button, Now turn the key all the way to on." I did as he instructed. "Ok now as soon as that curly symbol goes out, that's the preheater, push this button here until it kicks over on its own." When the truck started he lifted me up then slid out from under me, "I better get Molly she's liable to get run over." He jumped down and lifted the wolf pup up into the cab with us. She laid down between the seats. He talked me through the process of getting it into low one, then smiled as I sat on the edge of the seat driving it up in front of the house. then he talked me through the shutdown sequence. "You get the hose and bucket, while I start getting your laundry out of the back," I told him. The living area was a total mess, and I started in gathering everything up. I didn't say anything as I gathered up the laundry, including several pairs of lace panties and two bra's with double D Cups. I sorted it out and got the wash started. Then came back out towing the big garbage can behind me. "How can I help?" he asked. "Why don't you start by prewashing the outside. I'm going to get all this trash out before I start cleaning." The trash was the easy part, it all went into garbage bags. I found several magazines and books under the fold down bed when I lifted it up into the travel position. The pictures inside the magazines were mostly men having sex with transsexuals, I blushed as I flipped through them before putting them in a separate bag. I did find one book that was especially interesting to me. "The art of Transsexual Love," it was actually a book about sex detailing how to prepare and what to do to avoid unnecessary discomfort. The inside cover had a hand written note. "Daddy, I know you're looking to find someone like me one day. I hope this helps you both. Love, Tina" Not saying a word I tucked it in with the magazines, then tossing everything out into the garbage can I made sure that bag landed on the ground. He looked at me in embarrassment as I carried it into the house and left it in my room before starting the next load of wash. "I'm sorry, I forgot all about that stuff being there," he apologized. I rose up on my toes and kissed his cheek, "It just means you've been searching for me a long time." I kissed him again, "I think maybe I'll do some reading while you're gone though." He saw the pile of panties and bras I'd taken out of the truck, "I really am sorry, I didn't even think about those being in there." "Where any of them like me?" I asked, half afraid of the answer. "No, not a one. they were just twenty dollars' worth of Blue Ball relief." He admitted. And I knew he was being honest. Kissing his lips I said, "And they were before you met me." Molly was having fun being a puppy, running around in the water biting at the stream as we washed the truck. I'd changed into short shorts and an old white T-shirt, purposely leaving off my bra knowing he'd enjoy seeing my hard nipples. While it sat drying in the sun I headed to the barn to get the wax I'd seen on the shelf. Under a series of tarps was what could only be a second truck. Looking under the edge at the door I read the lettering, 'Wyoming & Wyoming Trucking, Father and Daughter.' It was a large black Peterbuilt, just like his. One more key to his past. "What are you doing now?" he asked as I kicked off my flip flops and began climbing up onto the hood. I intended to start at the top with the wind jammer and work my way down. "I'm going to wax it, unless you want to help." It took almost two hours, but it shined like new when we were finished. And seeing the smile on his face gave me a tingle. I finished the laundry and put fresh sheets on the bunk in the sleeper. Then clean clothes in the little closet. I piled the freshly washed panties and bras in a separate bag and set them in the passenger seat. "What are those for?" he asked. "So you can return them to those poor girls, as you tell them sorry you aren't available anymore," I said. "I've put something special under your pillow for you," I blushed remembering my excitement as I'd pulled off my satin panties earlier. They were folded neatly and I knew the crotch smelled of my scent. I decided not to mention seeing the other truck in the barn. It obviously had sentimental values being intended for his Daughter. For dinner I fixed steaks with fried potatoes and turnips. Once again he helped with the dishes and then got out his maps. We sat in the living room and he showed me every place he had to go to, marking all the nightly stops. At Eight PM I excused myself to get ready for bed, taking my shower I changed into a satin and lace teddy with a matching lace wrap, and a pair of three inch black pumps. Then came into the living room. "Do you like this one?" I asked as I posed at the door to my room. I could feel myself growing stiff as I stood there posing under his gaze. "Turn around let me see the back," he smiled. Looking through my hair over my shoulder I saw him reposition his stiff cock. "I like that one very much," he said. "Let me have a closer view of the front." Giggling, I put my hands on my hips as I sauntered over to him, Molly watching me closely as stopped in front of his chair. "Closer," he urged. I leaned forward placing my hands on each side of his head on the back, then one knee at a time I straddled his lap, not taking my eyes from his. I let the soft moan escape as his hands came up to caress my butt, squeezing gently. I pressed my forehead to his, "I like this one very much," he said a question in his eyes as I settled myself onto his lap. I could feel his hardon pressing against the base of my own. Biting my lip I wiggled my hips in a little circular motion as I leaned forward pushing my breasts into his face. Still holding my ass he nuzzled and kissed my cleavage, then his tongue teased my hard nipples through the thin material. I moved one hand and pulled the lace trimmed covering aside, then brushed my nipple over his lips. Moments later as he sucked hungrily I let my hands slip down to his belt unbuckling it to get at the top button of his jeans. Pausing briefly he muttered, "One step at a time Missy, I'm letting you guide us." Urgently I worked his zipper down, then pushed his briefs out of the way as I pulled his hard cock free with my hands. His hands slid up my sides to my breasts, and he pulled the covering to the side exposing my other breast before returning to my ass. He lifted me upward and I placed my knees on the arms as he pushed his jeans down. Giggling I let myself back down onto his lap, his rock hard cock trapped between us as he resumed nibbling my breasts. I was panting and moaning, grinding my hips as I humped against him. Part of me wanted his huge cock deep in my ass, and another part was still frightened at the thought. "Unnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggg," I moaned feeling my own orgasm approaching. He held my hips as I rocked faster more urgently. I lifted up feeling his stiff cock standing up, the tip oozing precum as it slipped past the base of my own. Then his hand pushed his back so that all that separated us was the sheer satin that stretched across my ass, I felt his humongous cock pressing the head of my own deep into the cleft of my ass against the virgin pucker now slick with my own precum. "Oh god," I moaned as a spurt of drool squirted out. "Eeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyyeeesssssssssssssssssssssssss," I squealed as I began cumming, my jizz splashing hot and slick against my twitching pucker. Suddenly he gripped my hips hard holding me steady as his hips thrust upward and I felt his hot load soaking through back of my teddy. I slumped against him as he held me both of us panting as Molly ran around the chair yipping excitedly. I giggled as I reached back and scooped up some of his cum on my finger, then staring straight into his eyes I sucked it clean. Molly's tail thumped rapidly against the floor as she panted, "What's gotten into her?" he asked. "She knows her Momma and Daddy are happy, Don't you girl?" She yipped and bounced around the chair. Giggling I said, "Next time I want to feel you in my mouth. If it will fit." "Whatever you want, I told you we won't go any faster than you are ready for." He promised. "I really wanted you inside me," I blushed. "I know but you aren't ready for that yet. I promised I wouldn't let you do anything you weren't ready for." He hugged me a while longer then I pushed back, "I have to pee," I said apologetically. As I wiggled across the room toward the potty I felt his eyes on the huge wet spot in the back of my teddy. It felt good even if it was getting cold, it was his cum and he'd given it to me. He turned off the TV as I came out of the bathroom, "Sorry love but I better get some sleep. I have a long haul in the morning," he said escorting me to my room. "Don't you want to change into a clean nitie?" "No," I giggled. "I want to feel your cum on me. Are you sure you don't want me to sleep with you tonight?" "We both know if you were with me I'd be tempted to do things I shouldn't," he said. I could see it in his eyes though, he really wanted me in his bed. I had trouble sleeping, even with Molly snuggled up on the bed beside me. Around midnight I got up and went to his room. I quietly slid under the covers, rolling so my butt was pressed against him as I pulled his arm around me. Molly jumped onto the bed with us, and I kissed her head as his arm tightened pulling me back against his stiffening cock. He slept naked, I smiled to myself reaching back to caress that wonderful appendage pressing into the crack of my ass. I woke around Four AM, his hand caressing my stiff cock as it was now freed of the crotch of my teddy. He was so gentle, so loving as he nuzzled the back of my neck. I moaned softly and pressed my ass back harder into his raging cock. His other hand came up to caress my breasts as I rocked my hips gently at first. Reaching down I pulled the crotch snaps open then pulled the back out from between us. I wanted to feel that wonderful shaft of hard meat on my skin. "You're awake?" he whispered in my ear. "Mmmm, and horny. Can we repeat last night please." I pushed back rocking my hips, sliding my cheeks up and down that shaft of manhood. He rocked his hips too, and I felt the head as it drooled its way across my pucker. Oh how I wanted to feel him inside me. I wiggled more urgently as the butterflies fluttered in my tummy, my hips moving on their own as my ass cheeks humped against his cock, my own cock sliding back and forth in his hand. This time he came first grinding hard against me virgin ass, drawing back so that his cum splashed hot and slick onto my tight little pucker. The feel of his cock head rubbing it in pushed me over the edge as I squealed cumming into his hand as my hips pumped my turgid cock back and forth. I felt the head of his cock catch at the ring of my pucker, as another squirt oozed inside this time. I tried to push back onto him but it wouldn't fit. Still I held myself there, feeling his hot cum squirting into me, I came again crying tears of joy. After a moment he let go of my softening cock, lifting his cum covered hand, I was almost disappointed as he passed up my lips and I twisted in his arms to see him lick his hand. With a giggle I lifted my head and we cleaned off his hand together. He smiled at me, then frowned. "That was a bit dangerous, I could have really hurt you if I hadn't held back when you tried to get me inside. you aren't ready for that yet. And I won't let you get hurt that way." "I'm sorry Tim, I just get so, so horny. But thank you. I know you love me when you keep me safe from myself," I giggled sheepishly. "I still got to feel you squirting inside me though." My smile was one of triumph. Playfully he smacked my ass, "You better get to the bathroom then. I figure that Enema will be about ready to clean you out." I rolled fully over in his arms and kissed him passionately, not holding back this time as our tongues entwined. The kiss was broken as we both felt my stomach gurgling. With a happy giggle of triumph I rolled over and dashed for the toilet. I sat there with my nitie pressed to my face inhaling the scent of his seed, thinking of how close I'd come to having him fully inside me. "Next time," I promised myself. "Next time I'll be ready for him." I started the shower, and was happy when he joined me. Then later I fixed his breakfast and made him sandwiches. I climbed up on the side of his big truck and kissed him goodbye, "Hurry back, and watch out for those Lot Lizards." "Please be here when I get home," he said. Molly howled for almost twenty minutes after he left, "I know, I miss him too," I told her. "But we have a house to clean, so he'll want to keep coming home to us." I hadn't been in his room since that first night, and then this morning. I wanted to clean it up for him. But first I needed to see what was in that book I'd found in his truck. The one his daughter had given him, it was in my room under the bed with the magazines I'd taken out of the truck. Getting down on my knees I reached under the bed to retrieve the bag, it was farther back than I thought. As I stretched out reaching for it something caught my eye tucked up in the bottom of the box springs. It was a diary, Tina's Diary. I'll leave out the dates, and just cover the highlights. Mom and Daddy are arguing again. Mom insists I be raised as boy. But daddy says if I want to be a girl I can. He was mad when he came home and Mom had burned all the pretty things he'd bought for me. She hit him, and called him names. Then called me a freak. I'm home safe with Daddy, he came and took me away from Mom when she dragged me off top Casper and the church there. It's My Twelfth birthday, Daddy took me to see Dr Cambridge today, and I finally get to start on Hormones to make me a girl. Kentucky was here when we got back from town, and Daddy seemed happy to see her. She said she was glad I was getting to be who I wanted to be. I hadn't seen her since she ran away from home four years ago. It's really good to have my big sister home for a change. Daddy and Kentucky had an argument tonight. He found out she was taking some pills that make her all happy. She takes lots of pills when Daddy isn't home. It scares me because she lays there not moving most of the time. I've tried talking to her but she says if I tried them I'd know how cool they are. I told Daddy about it tonight when he called. It's been two weeks now since I called uncle Frank to bring the ambulance. Daddy hasn't spoken a word since he found out Kentucky overdosed. Daddy actually smiled today when I showed him I was beginning to develop breasts. He said I was turning into a pretty young lady. Daddy helped me with my homework, I think he wanted to ask what I wanted for my Birthday. Moms family sent me a check this week, Daddy said it was part of my inheritance. Uncle Frank and Aunt Agnes helped me get Daddy's present today. They delivered it on a flatbed, since I insisted that daddy be the first one to drive it. Daddy cried when he saw the truck, he touched the lettering on the side and said it sure would be nice to be a father daughter driving team. I told him I wanted his old truck when I got my license. Daddy's old truck is in the barn now, he had it overhauled for me, I'll be eighteen next week, and I go to Colorado after that and get my operation. I can't wait. Daddy says he'll meet there before I go in for my surgery. I fly out of Casper and into Denver. Then I have to take a bus to the clinic. That was the last entry in the diary. It was dated a week before the date on her tombstone. I flipped back thinking I'd seen another entry. Daddy met Charity today, they seem really happy together. But charity isn't looking for love, just lust. But she makes daddy happy, I think they're going to actually do it tonight. Charity left last night crying, she said she didn't want to be tied down to some hick truck driver the rest of her life, and that he was too big for her and had hurt her every time they did it. I hate now that I introduced them. But I know the right girl is out there for daddy, a girl like me who will make him happy, who will love him no matter what happens in life. Daddy blames himself for Charity leaving, I bought him a special book to help him learn how to be gentle and caring and what to do so the next Trans girl he meets doesn't get hurt when they fuck. But I think it was really Charity, not wanting to be committed. I listened to all her squeals of pleasure, and never once did I ever hear her cry out in pain, the selfish bitch just said that to hurt my Daddy so he wouldn't try to find her again. I flipped back a bit further, Mom signed the divorce papers today. She stood up in court saying she wanted nothing more to do with him, Me, or my Sister Kentucky. Moms parents are paying for Kentucky to go to college, I guess in a few years they'll pay for mine too, maybe. Mother sent me a birthday card with a hundred dollar bill today. She said she got the pictures Daddy sent her and she's sorry she doubted that I was a girl. She wants me to come see her. I called the number and told her if she really wanted to see me she could make the first move by coming out here. She's too busy to come see me. I guess now I know how much I mean to her. I bought myself a sexy nitie and some new bras which I really needed, with the money she sent. Tucked in the back was a picture of who could only be Kentucky standing between Tina and Tim. She was about three inches shorter than Tina. I set the diary aside realizing it had occupied most of my day. "Thank you Tina," I said. "I didn't mean to read your private thoughts but they have helped me so much, thank you." "Come on Molly, we got a whole day to catch up on," I said scratching her behind the ears. She followed me from the room into his room then lay in the middle of the bed watching me clean and dust. I found more laundry under the bed. I'd just finished washing and hanging out his drapes when the phone rang. He quickly told me the number and hung up. I called him back. We talked for almost an hour, and I told him about finding Tina's Diary in her room. "I wanted you to know it's here. I hope you don't mind that I read parts of it." "No, I think maybe by the sound of it you've gained a bit more confidence, in yourself. How's Molly doing?" "Molly, daddy wants to say hi, say hi to daddy," I held the phone out to her, and she began to howl. "She howled for a long time after you left." I told him, "She misses you almost as much as I do." "So what are you going to do tonight?" he asked. "Welll, I plan to finish putting away your socks, then curling up with your pillow while I read the book that Tina gave you. Then I'm going to lay in bed and fantasize about making love to you." I told him moments before we were interrupted. Molly was at the door wagging her tail so I knew it was someone she knew. "Come in, I'm on the phone," I called. Agnes came in petting molly as she sat down across from me. "Agnes just got here," I told him. "Probably checking to see if ran off with the family jewels yet," I joked. "You are the family jewel my Love, I'll call you in about two more hours when I shut down for the night. They just finished loading me up." "Missy, how did it go?" she asked. Suddenly I remembered I was supposed to go see the Doctor. I blushed, "I forgot, I got carried away cleaning house." Leaning forward she picked up the open book from the coffee table and looked at where it was open too. smiling she said, "Dr Cambridge can help you with too. he helped Tina and a friend of hers." "Charity?" I asked before I thought. Looking at me she asked, "Are you psychic, or did Tim mention her?" Feeling very guilty I got up and went to my room, coming back with her Diary. "I haven't seen this in years, but I know she would want you to read it. I think she spent most of her young life waiting for you to come along and make her Daddy happy." "I'll call Dr Cambridge first thing in the morning," I promised. "No I'm not working tomorrow, and David is on duty at the station all night," she said. "So I'm going to stay here with you and Molly then in the morning I'm going to drive you over so you'll know where it is for your next appointment." "Agnes, you're acting like I'm already part of the family. And we just met," I started crying as I hugged her. "Maybe I'll just decide not to wake up from this dream, it has to be a dream." "Owww," I yelped, and Molly growled. "Why'd you do that?" I rubbed my arm where she'd pinched me. "To prove to you that this isn't a dream," she smiled. "Can I ask you something? I mean something personal about Tina and Tim?" Lifting one eyebrow she said, "They were father and daughter, and unless she wrote something different in that Diary, they never had sex." She misunderstood what I wanted to know. "Oh god no it's not about that, I know Tim would never have done anything like that." "Then what do you want to know?" "The other truck in the barn, that was to be Tina's right?" "Yes, she was waiting to have the operation and then get her license." "Do you think I could learn to drive it?" "Honey, that's something you'll have to ask Tim. But I can tell you this much. That was his original truck. The one he's driving now is the one she bought him for his birthday before she died." We made small talk until Tim called again then she busied herself getting out a blanket from chest at the foot of Tim's bed. He said he was making good time, and he thought maybe the wax job on the truck had help with the fuel mileage. We kept our conversation to a modest tone as Agnes was right there. I told him she was staying the night to take me to see Dr Cambridge in the morning. Molly climbed up in my lap and yipped to him as he talked to her, telling her to keep Momma safe. Just before bed David showed up with Frank right behind him. "So you're the newest Wolf Princess the tribe is talking about. It's good to see Tim finally met someone special, we've been worried about him." "Wolf Princess?" Laughing Frank said, "Yeah it's kind of an honorary title given to any girl who has a wolf protecting her." "Oh, you mean Molly here." I ruffled her fur and kissed between her ears. "No we mean the pack," Frank said shining his light out across the yard. The glint and glow of eyes shined back at us. After they left I asked Agnes if she wouldn't be more comfortable in Tim's bed for the night. "No I only sleep on wet spots of my own making," she smiled, and I blushed in embarrassment. She smiled as Molly followed me to my bed then hopped up to snuggle with me. I wrapped my arm around her as I drifted off to sleep.