Ranch Hand ch 1
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Mom had made sour dough biscuits with sausage gravy and a big pot of hot chocolate. Everybody dug in and was enjoying a wonderful meal. Out of nowhere Sarah piped up “Kelley, you have a big glob of something in your hair; it looks like the milk cow slobbered on you”.
Kelley’s hands went right to her hair. When she felt the glob, she knew exactly what it was, and it had nothing to do with a cow. She pulled it from her hair and wiped it on her jeans. “I can’t believe that cow slung her slobbers in my hair.” As she looked down a noticeable wet spot appeared in the crotch of her jeans as her brother’s semen began to leak from her pussy. It just gets better and better she sarcastically thought to herself.
After breakfast mom asked Sarah to help her clean up and requested the rest of us to get the horses saddled. Just as we were walking out the door mom called out “hey Kelley, are you feeling okay”?
“Sure mom, why do you ask?”
“Well you’re walking kind of funny and I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”
“I think I might have strained a muscle the other day with all the riding we’ve been doing the last couple of weeks.”
“Okay, be careful.”
As we walked down to the corrals Megan said, “you’re walking funny from the riding you did in the barn this morning and I can see the crotch of your jeans is soaked; Jake must have pumped a double load in your twat”.
Kelley turned bright red and punched Meg in the arm. “God, I don’t know how much he pumped in me, but it felt wonderful. I can’t believe you guys let me sit down at the table with cum in my hair. You don’t think mom knew what it was, do you. And by the way, where is my bra?”
“I really don’t know Kelley, but I can tell you from experience that with that bite Jake put on your tit you don’t want to be wearing a bra today. If it wasn’t for mom and Sarah being here, I wouldn’t wear one at all; especially since mine have suddenly became too small. I guess with all the sucking Jake has been doing on my tits they are having a growth spurt.”
We haltered five horses and lead them back to the barn to be saddled. As we worked Kelley asked, “how long have you two been doing it”?
“Since the first day we came up here to prepare for summer.”
“Do you do it every day?”
“Every single day sis, I just can’t get enough of Jake shoving his cock up my pussy and sucking on my nipples.”
“What about when you are on you period?”
“I haven’t had one since we started. I tend to skip every now and then.”
So this is a story told to me by my friend, he swears it was all true. Naturally I had to improvise on some of it has he couldn't have witnessed everything. He grew up outside of town, his family bred horses on their ranch for a living.He told me this drinking one night.In the 80s growing up on the ranch he and his sister didn't get to go to town often and usually had to find their own entertainment. They both had friends over a lot because the parents were usually out of town gone to the horse...
Now Megan and I had spent our entire lives on this ranch and knew the results of animals mating together. For some reason we didn’t realize that applied to us as well. Mom and dad never talked to us about sex, so we didn’t even consider the possibility. When Meg had begun having periods mom had told her that was just something that happens to women but didn’t tell her what their significance was. Meg and I got back to the ranch right at sundown. We put away the livestock, went and had nice...
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Straight SexMom showed up at the cabin about 10 the next day. When she came in the cabin she said “hi Megan, I expected everybody to be out with the cattle. Are you here by yourself?” “Yah mom, Jake and Kelley left around 6:30 this morning. I wanted to wait and talk to you before we joined them.” “Sure Megan, what’s on your mind?” “I don’t really know how to say this, but here goes; I think I’m pregnant.” “I’m not really surprised honey.” “You knew about Jake and me?” “Sweetie, what kind of mother...
Mom cooked breakfast the next morning while the four of us fed the horses and milked the cow we had brought along. Megan and Kelley kept whispering and giggling with each other. When Sarah asked them, what was so funny Meg said Kelley had a new favorite flavor. Kelley turned beet red and punched Meg in the shoulder. “What’s her new flavor” Sarah asked. “Creamsycle” Meg shouted. “She says it’s fingering licking good.” This elicited another punch from Kelley. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard...
As we were walking around the garden area making plans, mostly passing away the time, Kelley said “my pussy is getting really sticky. And the cum drying is pulling my hair down there. And damn my tit hurts where Jake bit it. Shit, look at the teeth marks and bruise.” I turned to find Kelley with her shirt off exposing her 32B chest (I know because I’ve seen her bras) and examining the breast I had marked. “You wanted to play Kelley and we play rough. Megan, strip off your shirt and bra so...
A loud scream in my ear brought me wide awake. I rolled over to see Megan’s mouth clamped over one of Kelley’s breasts with a trickle of blood running down the side. I leaned over and sucked her other nipple in my mouth and began rolling it back and forth between my front teeth. Kelley screamed again and pulled my head farther into her breasts. I began sucking, trying to get her blood to pull through the skin of her nipple area. With both Meg and I working on her it was only minutes before...
Over the next three weeks we plowed and planted the garden and made the necessary repairs to the irrigation ditch and fucked and sucked on each other like it would be the last chance we would get. Next, we had to start cutting hay and hauling it back to the barn. The three of us worked our asses off all day and fucked them off all night. One morning Megan looked over at me and said, “damn Jake, you’ve sucked my tits so big I can’t even get the top three buttons of my shirt to close...
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