Chapter 28

The morning got off to a fast start. As they left for the Jackson household, I told Bob he needed to be here at one for more fun and excitement.

            We had cow troubles to start the day. Something had spooked them in the night and they pushed a section of fence down; now they were in the bean field eating the soybean plants. It took an hour, both Gators and a bag of the pig feed with the molasses to coax them out of the bean field for us to round them up and fix the fence.

            In the hen house we found out what had spooked the cows, there were two partially eaten dead chickens. A varmint had a feast at our expense. It could have been a number of different varmints; fox, coyote, hawk, weasel, maybe even wolves as they were in the area now that the Department of Natural Resources had reintroduced them.

            It meant that from now on the chicken coop door was to be closed and latched every night and the shotgun and rifle were loaded and placed by the door.

            Dad loaded the Pete with another 1100 bushels of wheat for the mill and then he was going to haul two loads for Amos. I reminded Dad I needed James here at one. He winked at me in reply.

            I cleaned the pool and the house, especially our bedroom. Even though we had used the quilt for all the activity, there still was a noticeable odor of sex. I stripped the bed and placed clean bedding and a clean quilt for today’s fun.

            I cleaned all the dildos to get them ready for Linda. Then I went online to the adult shop where I ordered two more quart pump bottles of lube and a couple more interesting toys. I also ordered the largest jeweled butt plugs and plugs with fox tails I could find for the girls, they would make interesting pictures since they were into the erotic picture mode.

            I was using the laptop when I discovered that both Elsie and Carol had left their emails open. Being nosey, I looked at the Sent folder and to whom they had sent all the pictures to and then to the Inbox.

            There was a running conversation with a couple of their friends and plenty of picture trading. The party dresses were a big hit as was the shorts and then the lack of clothes. One of the friends she was communicating with was a sex party fiend herself, going into detail about her exploits and male conquests.

            She was envious about the size of the cocks the girls had access to have fun with. The girl wanted to know if she could come visit. Elsie told her it was unlikely due to space limitations.

            Elsie sent the party dress pictures to her old boyfriend, I assumed with a scathing email of what he could have had if he had learned to be a gentleman instead of trying to be a foul mouth leach, all hands and nothing else.

            Carol’s were no different and was involved in the three way email session and with a couple other girls. The discussions were around clothes, the lack of clothes and available cock.

            I now had sizable files of our play time and was reviewing some of them when I heard Linda drive up.

            ”My lawyer hired a private detective to check on Robert for a week to see what he is doing so we can build a good case. He is going to work up the divorce papers. We need to make plans to go get my things before the papers are delivered,” Linda said.

            ”Dad is taking the enclosed trailer to get it checked out today and new tires put on. Dad will pull the trailer behind the dually and we can follow behind in my truck. I can get my farm license changed over to a permanent license on Monday. If I don’t pass the test, you can drive my truck,” I said.

            ”We need to put together a list of things to take such as boxes from the office store, shipping tape and anything else we can think of to be ready,” I said.

            ”Are you ready for today?” I asked.

            ”Yes, I am still a little loose from yesterday, it’s a different feeling but a nice feeling like when you put your hand in there. It feels so good as it tingles when I walk and as reminder of the fun,” Linda said.

            ”Unless you change the plans today, you will experience your first double with anal sex so we need to stretch and loosen you up back there with dildos. You don’t need to go big, just to the seven,” I said.

            ”I hope James isn’t the one going in there,” Linda said.

            ”No, Bob is, he is becoming quite good at anal and the right size for a beginner, James will be in your pussy,” I said.

            ”Whew, that’s a relief!” Linda said.

            We both did a rectal clean out and lubed up with the lube shooter. Linda wanted to do oral on the dildos before we did the anal stretching. I put up the 6, 7, 7.5 and the 8 so she could practice oral. I was sure she intended to do oral on both before the intercourse started.

            Ten minutes later she was throating the 8 inch like a pro; her throat had shrunken very little from yesterday. Satisfied I lowered the dildos to her ass height and applied some lube onto them.

            She worked on each one ten minutes, getting really loose before moving on to the next one. She was just finishing on the 7.5 when the two boys came in. I sent them to shower and put on shorts. I cleaned up the dildos and put them away while Linda took a quick shower.

            Today I placed the black baby doll with garters, stockings and panties on the bed. Linda had just putting the rig on when I heard the boys waiting in the living room. I turned on the lights needed for the movie camera and the still camera and went to get the boys.

            ”It’s her first time with two men and she is expecting Bob to do the anal. Be gentle, treat her like the lady she is and make her happy,” I said.

            Linda was sitting on the end of the bed waiting for them. The boys didn’t disappoint with one on each side of her. They took turns hugging, kissing and feeling with the cover up and bra off, they each took a breast and a nipple and drove her wild.

            They had decided that each would make love to her while the other felt, fondled and kissed. They each had an orgasm with Linda twice. She sucked them back hard again and with James on his back dropped balls deep on him. After a couple strokes Bob took his place and slowly fed his cock into her ass. Once he had stroked a couple times they started the rhythm.      

            Twenty minutes later – they had been playing with slow and fast fucking before pounding her – Linda was having a major orgasm.

            ”I’m cuming, I’m cuming, fuck me, harder, fuck me harder, cum with me. Fill my pussy, fill my ass, Oh god I’m cuming so hard, more I want more ,fuck me harder,” Linda said.

            Moments later she was filled with cum in both holes. Bob withdrew first leaving a trail of cum leaking from her ass. James held her until he just slid out as he shrunk. I had nice gap shots with plenty of leaking cum.

            Linda ended up between both of them while she recovered. They were whispering, kissing, feeling and fondling. Linda asked if they could do this again another day. Both told her they would gladly make love to her any time she wanted.

            The boys left to shower and do some things outside. I placed the dildos back on the shower wall. This time I added the two largest – one that was the size of James and Dad – to stretch my ass to accept them. I wanted James and Dad both to fuck my ass and pussy and soon.

            Linda watched and talked while I went about the task as if it was the most normal thing in the world. As I worked my ass onto the next to the largest, the realization hit her that it was the size of James. I saw the light come on in her eyes even though she said nothing. Ten minutes later I had loosened up enough to try the biggest one.

            It took some effort and some pain but I was on better than half way, as the pain eased I took more. In a few more minutes – about twenty – my ass was against the wall and waited to loosen up some more.

            I felt my stomach as I was moving and I could feel the dildo. I placed Linda’s hand so she could feel it. Then I gently straightened up to see if there was a visible bulge in my abdomen and there was. It went away when I pulled off and was back when I was balls deep again. Linda was amazed as she felt it moving.

            ”Would you fist me again? We talked about doing it on the bed so we could watch for movement,” I said.

`           ”Yes, I remember, sure,” Linda said.

            She gathered the lube bottle as I pulled off. I turned on the camera again and changed its position. Then I went to the bed, lay back near the edge and spread wide, holding my knees back. Linda lubed her hand and started with four fingers.

            Soon she had folded the thumb in and was working the widest part of her hand in. I felt pressure and a stretch then felt a pop and her hand was in! I felt her sliding her hand and arm into my ass. She pulled it out some and applied more lube before pushing more into me.

            She slowly closed her fingers to make a fist and then slid more into me. I was watching my abdomen move with her hand and so was she. She lifted the fist several inches and my stomach rose the same.

            ”Start a slow stroking,” I said as my fingers went to my clit.

            ”Try going deeper, more, OK – that’s deep enough, don’t go any deeper – now stroke it,” I said.

            ”A little faster,” I said.

            I increased the circles and pressure on my clit harder and faster. I slipped a couple fingers into my pussy then added two more. I could feel her arm sliding in and out through the pussy wall.

            ”I’m cuming, Oh I’m cuming so strong,” my pussy was clamping on my fingers and my ass was clamping on her arm and hand.

            After the orgasm was over Linda opened her fingers so her hand was smaller and slowly pulled it out.

            ”Wow you have the biggest gap I have seen,” Linda said.

            ”Watch it close up,” I said as I started doing exercises. A few minutes later she said it was almost gone.

            ”Next time we do this we need two more people – one for the video and one for the still camera,” Linda said.

            ”Yes, I think so too,” I said.

            ”When do you want three cocks? Pussy, ass and mouth,” I said.

            ”A couple days, I think,” Linda replied.

            That suited me fine; there were string and lima beans to can. The limas needed to be picked and shelled. That was happening this evening when it cooled off.

            Until then there were going to be pictures taken in the barn and feed house that the girls wanted. They wanted scantily clad and then naked girls and then they wanted the men involved.

            In a way it worried me of what they were going to do with the pictures. Elsie was of legal age in this state and Bob would be in a few weeks. Carol was another matter.

            Everybody showered and with camera in hand we went to the barn. I listened while they explained what they and Bob wanted. When I was in the pictures of the all-girl shots, one of the men was cameraman and so on.

            Elsie, Carol and Bob wanted dozens of poses. I let them direct to get what they wanted. We posed on bales of hay in thongs and bra, then the bras and thongs came off one at a time. The girls took of each other’s off, seductively, along with feels and tongues on nipples, kisses and tips of tongues touching and hands in the crotch.

            Both girls took mine off double feeling, double nipple play and kisses. If they were trying to make me hot they succeeded! I was sure they both felt my wetness.

            They put towels on the bales of hay for us to sit and play on and I was glad they did; hay is scratchy on tender places. They wanted poses with legs spread, cross leg, Indian style and on our knees with our butts to the camera.

            I had a thought and excused myself for a minute to go the toy box to get some of the late additions.

            Back in the barn I lubed up all three of the new fox tail large butt plugs and pushed one into each ass including mine. There was a whole new series of pictures again.

            After that Bob and James became involved. There were pictures taken with tongues touching cocks, then the plum covered by lips. The towels disappeared and bare knees were on the bales of hay doggy style for pictures of partial insertions then full insertions. There were pictures of my big hanging breasts and of the girls feeling them as I was gently fucked. Then it was their turn for the same treatment.

            Dad joined in the fun with the next set of pictures. The pictures were taken with the camera over Carol’s head with all three cocks together at her lips and then with all three cocks trying to spread her lips far enough to get part of the head in. It was not to be, but the guys had fun.

            The action increased with Dad on the bale of hay with Carol, balls deep in her pussy. Bob was that deep in her ass and James was feeding her his cock while Bob was holding her head up by her hair – it was her idea.

            I wondered if Carol was going to let the guys cum but Elsie replaced Carol in the middle after a few minutes. A few minutes later they wanted me in the middle. I was dripping so I quickly agreed.

            Then they wanted to try athletic positions – as I called them. The first was legs and feet wrapped around the male body, a position I never had the courage to try. There were some great shots of that from below. Bob had an idea and entered her ass from behind making her a sandwich, again something I had only seen in porn pictures.

            The guys decided they weren’t going to let her down until they filled her with cum. The process of them getting the rhythm started was hilarious but they soon had it. Carol was screaming for the barn roof – there was something about that position which was hitting all the right spots.

            Her body weight hanging on James’s cock had forced a lot of pressure onto her clit and the angle was forcing his cock against her G spot. Bob’s cock with the angle put even more pressure on the G spot. By the time the guys came, Carol was a limp rag doll barely hanging on, her arms were simply hanging down more than they were up.

            Bob pulled out first and James was able to hold her long enough to place her on two bales of stacked hay. James still hadn’t fully deflated. He pushed her legs back to her breasts and started slow fucking her again. As soon as he was fully hard, he pounded her like a battering ram.

            I hated to think what her back was going to look like – there was no towel on the hay. The change to the bales was so quick that a towel was forgotten. Carol was in and out of being with us.

             I was not surprised when Dad went to her head and started sliding his cock into her mouth and throat. Dad was thoughtful enough to allow her to breathe but was soon missing counts as he was trying to put his balls on her nose in that position.

            Dad finally succeeded; he was as deep in her throat as he was ever going to go. His balls were sitting on her upper lip. Dad announced he was cuming and then finished the last stroke and pulled out so she could breathe, with the last pulse squirting onto her chin.

            We were all exhausted and very well fucked. That ended the barn activities for tonight. All three of us girls walked to the house with cum leaking down our legs. It would take a relaxing shower and rest before any more sex was done tonight.

            I was wrong; there would be little rest, the three men had been following us to the house. When I held the door for everyone, the three men were already gaining back their erections and semi-hard. Watching butt cheeks in action was definitely a stimulus.

            Elsie and Carol went with James and Bob; Dad joined me in the shower. Our last orgasms were with each other and we both slept soundly in each other’s arms.

            Dad and James were hauling Amos’s wheat to the mill starting today. Amos was getting another treatment tomorrow. I looked at the livestock today so Dad and James could get an early start. There was an egg in one of the laying nests and it was warm. I didn’t think they were old enough to be laying yet but nature runs on its own schedule.

            Now it was something else to check on every morning. It also meant that the feed needed changing by adding a bit ground limestone – calcium needed to be added to the chicken feed to help the hens have stable egg shells. That also meant that the chicken feed needed to be made separately now. The beef cows and hogs did not need the calcium addition to their feed.

            It also meant it was time to start killing roosters and put them in the freezer. Grandma said she would help if I wanted her to. I was thinking of just taking them into town to the locker and letting them deal with it. They would kill them, de-feather them, gut them, give the carcass multiple rinsing and fast freeze them for a dollar fifty a bird. It sounded like a bargain to me. Tuesday was normal chicken processing day.

             First thing was to catch a couple and check their weight; they needed to weigh close to five pounds live weight to make roasters. That usually happened at 10 to 12 weeks old and they were getting close. They did look fat.

            Linda arrived at 10, dressed to the nines again and all bubbly.

            ”Seagraves upped their offer and the benefits; I accepted the job. I have to go in three days a week and full time in three weeks. Lots of things have to happen. The detective has plenty of dirt on Robert. He took his girlfriend to Vegas for the weekend. Lots of incriminating pictures and video. He booked a return trip next weekend, leaving Friday and coming back Sunday night,” Linda said.

            ”The lawyer will be ready to have the papers delivered after he returns from the weekend trip. I would like to go get my things while he is gone,” Linda said.

            ”OK, when Dad gets back we will set everything up. We can be there Friday after his flight leaves, stay in your house Friday night to start packing and then stay Saturday night if necessary,” I said.

            ”Are you going to leave the things in the trailer for a while or put them in a storage building?” I asked.

            ”My things I will move into Dad’s since I will be staying there and the kids things into the new rooms for storage. We are planning another addition if the designers can come up with a workable plan. We are meeting with them tomorrow afternoon. Mom has decided that she wants the kitchen remodeled and more modern with four more people living in the house,” Linda said.

            ”The kids being able to stay here during all that is a god send and so helpful. Are you sure you won’t mind? What does your Dad say about them staying, is he OK with it?” Linda asked.

            ”Dad is OK with it, he and Amos have been friends and helping each other farm for years. There is no problem there at all,” I replied.

            “The four-some we discussed – is it still possible? When can you set it up? Going back to work is going to complicate things with my play time,” Linda said.

            ”Just pick a day and time and let me know a day or two ahead of time,” I said.

            Edit by Alfmeister

            Proof read by Bob W.

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Chapter 27

At breakfast I told Bob to be here no later than 12:30 so he could get ready and we could have a few minutes to talk before he and Linda got together. Dad had it planned that he and James would be gone from noon on. They were going to pick up our ‘new to us but used’ combine and the corn and grain heads at one. James was going to follow Dad in the truck pulling the heads. Both were loaded on transport trailers to be able to move them from farm to farm.

            I kept Dad informed of all my exploits with Linda and the kids. We used the conversations to get in the mood for the second and third round of sex. The descriptions quickly got him rock hard, not that he needed any help. He had not seen any of the videos yet but had seen a few of the pictures.

            I cleaned all the pictures and videos off the cards so there would be plenty of room, plus I had several extras just in case. I had a big folder on the desktop by date and players of our sex exploits. I backed all of it on Discs just in case I had a computer failure.

            Then I made the room ready and gave thought to how the sex should play out without causing unnecessary tension. I placed the flimsy black baby doll with matching bra and frilly cover up on the bed for Linda to wear. I thought that would be better than her just sitting on the bed naked while waiting for Bob to come in.

            Bob arrived at 12:30 and we talked. I asked if he had a plan on how he was to approach Linda. We discussed a couple different things and how they would work. I wanted Linda to be relaxed and comfortable and pleased – not afraid and sorry. I heard Linda coming down the lane.

            ”Go shower and make sure there is no stubble either place. Put on a pair of shorts and I will call when Linda is ready for you,” I said.

            ”Seagraves offered me a job this morning. The pay is not as good as I would liked to have had but I think the benefit package will make up for the difference. I have a package to look over and a lot to think about in the next few days,” Linda said.

            ”I need to shower,” Linda added.

            ”OK, make sure everything is smooth. I left a baby doll outfit on the bed for you. Bob is upstairs getting ready. I will call him down when you are ready,” I said.

            I check out the camera equipment and lighting one more time while Linda was showering and then I helped her into the lacy baby doll. I tied the bow to the bra in a big bow with long ends that would be easy to find and open the delights it covered. I put a light trace of perfume on her neck.

            Linda said she was ready and decided to sit on the bed at the bottom. I went and called Bob to come in and then I went back to the video camera, turned it on and stood behind it.

            ”Linda, you are so beautiful. I want you so much. I have wanted you for so long,” Bob said as he walked to her.

            He put his arms around her, gave a light hug and then kissed the side of her neck before kissing her cheek and then a light kiss on the lips. Linda put her arms around Bob, pulled him tightly to her and returned the kiss and along with several more. She kissed his neck as well.

            ”I have wanted you but never had the courage to make the moves. I want to please you as much as you want to please me,” Linda said.

            She kissed him back. This time it was aggressive with tongue play. Bob moved his hands to her ass cheeks and pulled her tight to his groin. He was wanting her to feel his erection against her mound and his desire for her.

            Linda reached between them and felt the erection and its hardness. She moaned as she stroked his cock, pleased with its size. Bob began feeling her breasts, gently squeezing them and then the nipples through the thin fabrics she was wearing. He lifted the top off over her head and then pulled the string to release the bra.

            He gently worked and squeezed the nipples and breasts before bending his head to kiss them. I could easily see the nipples were already as hard as bullets. There was a rush of breath as Bob sucked one and then the other over and over again. He worked kisses to the valley between her breasts and then down her stomach and then to the top of her lace covered mound.

            He placed a kiss where her clit should have been. Then he took the panties and slowly pulled them down to her ankles where she stepped out of them. Bob went back to her mound where he placed plenty of kisses before extending his tongue to swipe the tip across her clit.

            Linda gasp loudly as he did that, with her hands going quickly to his head to hold him there. Bob knew to continue and let his tongue work its magic on those sensitive lips and clit as she widened her legs a little. I could hear Linda breathing in gasps and exhaling through her teeth. There were whimpers and moans in between the gasps.

            Suddenly her eyes flew wide open, then looking at me and the camera, ”I’m cuming already – so easy and good! Oh god, I’m cuming,” Linda said

            Bob sensed when she was coming down from the orgasm and eased off the sensitive clit. His experience with Elsie, Carol and me was showing. He used his tee shirt to wipe her juices from his face and pulled the tee over his head.

            Standing again he pulled her close and aggressively kissed Linda with all the passion and need he could muster, his bare chest against her bare breasts. Linda went to her knees after the kiss had ended while pulling his shorts down. There was another gasp as his hard cock made its appearance.

            I saw her lick the drop of lube from the tip, plastered it with kisses and then she slowly started sucking it. First the knob disappeared into her mouth and she kept going, pulling off and then taking more. She didn’t stop until her nose was against him. She didn’t gag or cough and then she be began to give him a serious blow job. Shorts strokes and then full strokes, then off licking and sucking the knob.

            She kept up until Bob said, ”I’m going to cum soon.”

            She pulled off long enough to say,” I m ready, I want it, let me have it, I want to taste you.”

            She put her hands on his hips and picked up speed.

            ”Here it comes,” Bob said as he put his hands on her head and gave several fast strokes. He pulled off far enough so she could breathe. I could see his butt clench and his cock throb with each squirt.

            ”Oh, so good, so strong,” Bob said.

            I wondered what she thought of the taste. If she had been truthful, this would have been her first oral and with cum. If it bothered her, she didn’t show it.

            Bob pulled her to her feet and kissed her. She was surprised as his tongue sought hers and then she really got into the kisses. I guess she didn’t think he would want to taste his own cum. He helped her onto the bed and started over with kisses on her neck and then the breasts, sucking the nipples and moving to her mound. She spread her legs wide as he licked and sucked. I could tell he was tongue fucking her hole by her movements.

            He moved up into the Y and placed balls against her and then slowly backed off until the knob found the hole and changed directions. His cock was disappearing into her little by little. A flick of the hips and another inch went in and then back out. He repeated the moves again and again. Their eyes were locked on each other as he mashed her clit between them. He was as deep as he could get in this position.

            Linda pulled him down for kisses as he began stroking a mix of long and short ones and then circles against the clit. He varied between pounding and slow fucking. Linda was getting worked up to another orgasm – I had seen her have enough to recognize the change in her voice and body movements.

            Moments later she let out a squeal her legs locked around him.

            ”Fuck me harder, bang me, fill me with your cum. Make me yours, I want it. Oh, Oh I’m cuming – cum with me,” Linda said.

            Bob picked up pace and grunted, ”I’m cuming, it’s yours; I’m filling you,” as he slowed and pumped his seed against her cervix.

            ”I feel it – it’s so hot,” Linda said.

            They were kissing and panting and kissing again as the orgasms died. Bob started moving – I knew what he was going to do. He pushed her legs back. I wondered how flexible she was. He started slowly fucking her again and then picking up speed until the bed was shaking and bouncing. He was pounding her for everything he was worth. Five minutes into the pounding, Linda screamed she was cuming again.

            ”I’m going to fill you again,” Bob said.

            A few minutes later all motion stopped; the only sounds was heavy breathing as Bob released her legs to fall to the bed. Bob rolled so she was on top with his cock still in her. There were kisses and hugs as Bob rubbed her back and squeezed her ass cheeks. They were talking softly and in whispers, still kissing.

            ‘If they keep that up, Linda would soon find out how quick he could be ready to go again,’ I thought. It took both girls to wear him out to the point he couldn’t get a quick erection. Instead, they headed to the shower. I turned the camera on, aimed it in that direction and left it recording in case things heated back up in the shower.

            I went to the kitchen to fix three glasses of lemonade. If anyone had snuck into the kitchen they were likely to get raped. I was so horny I was dripping! I had resisted the urge to rub myself off several times to keep getting the good video.

            They came out of the room and Bob went back to the Amos farm. Linda wanted to talk.

            “Was the afternoon all you expected it to be?” I asked.

            ”Yes and much more. I think my son has had a very experienced teacher. He hit all the right buttons and fast – he is no amateur,” Linda said.

            ”You can borrow the room anytime you want. The hay barn works nice if you carry a blanket to put across the bales. Come to think of it, so does the feed house. Hmm, that might make some interesting videos. Do you still want James tomorrow at one?” I asked.

            ”Do you think I will be recovered by then?” Linda asked with a giggle afterwards.

            ”I don’t think there will be any problem there,” I said.

            ”I’m think I’m going to accept the job offer at Seagraves. I tried to call Robert and talk with him several times while the process was being discussed. First there was no answer for days and then last night his girlfriend answered the phone – there was a party going on. From the sound of it they were at a strip club. She said he was busy,” Linda said.

            ”The marriage has turned lousy the last couple years and was bad several years before that. I was nothing more than a house-keeper for him. I will call my lawyer and have divorce papers delivered. He can either buy my half of the house or put it on the market and split the proceeds. We each have our own savings and checking accounts. There is a branch in town. Tomorrow morning I will have my funds changed to a new accounts that he won’t have access to. He can’t get to my retirement anyhow,” Linda said.

            ”Could we take your truck and the enclosed trailer and bring all my things here, hopefully while he is at work? If the six of us go it won’t take long to box and load everything up. The furniture is junk, let him keep it,” Linda said.

            ”I think it would be best to collect your things before the papers are delivered to him – like the day before. I will tell Dad to get the trailer cleaned out and the tires, lights and brakes checked out. I will call the box store to save us some boxes,” I said.

            ”Now I need to figure out how to deal with the kids and Dad, I still want to stay at the farm with him and need to build a small house – nothing fancy. I had intended to go back to the city – with the addition they would have each had a room. If I stay, we are one room short,” Linda said.

            ”There is your answer right there. Let the kids stay here just like we are doing. Get the contractors to add another couple of rooms and maybe a recreation room so the house is comfortable for everyone. You could also attach a big three car two story garage to the house. Make the upstairs two or three bedrooms, living room and kitchen, sort of like a mother-in-law’s guest house,” I said.

            “That will take what – three or four months – and that will be right at the peak of harvest, right when all the help is needed. Besides, we can continue to play often,” I said.

            ”Sounds good. Is James as experienced as Bob?” Linda said.

            ”Yes.”

            ”You haven’t been checking the goods out, have you?” Linda asked. She was grinning when she said it.

            ”You mean something like an occasional sample?” I said with a wink.

            Linda left to go home. The timing was good; Dad and James drove in a few minutes later. James went to feed the livestock while Dad brought the mail into the house. I gave Dad a scorching toe curling kiss.

            ”I think someone is needy again,” Dad said.

            ”Yes and you are going to take care of it right now. Just pick the place and it’s on,” I said.

            We were still going at it in the bedroom with the door open when James and the three came in. We were noisy and there was soon an audience in the door way.

            ”Dad, if you need some help we are right here,” James said with a laugh.

            We were too busy and too close to a fantastic finish to answer.

            Supper was late but there was plenty of conversation. There had been a near miss with the combine because of drag racing teenagers with a police chase just outside of town.

            James was laughing about seeing two of the trouble makers from school handcuffed in front of the police car and tow trucks hauling their pride and joy hot rods to the impound yard.

            The girls were giving Bob a hard time about where he had disappeared to after lunch. He was keeping his foray into older pussy to himself for now.

             I came to his rescue by thanking him for helping me move things into the new pantry. I had done some the day before if they decided to look. In a couple days canning would be back on; the string beans would be ready. I could just hear the complaining when they were asked to snap beans while they were watching TV.

            Before bed I reminded James that I needed him to help me tomorrow at one with a wink at Dad. Dad and I made love again after I set the camera up on the side of the bed. Tonight it was the works with a slow start with hugs and kisses, plenty of feeling and fondling. My and nipples got the work over that drove my clit and pussy crazy. He wouldn’t touch it and he pushed my hands away when I tried.

            The trail of slow kisses and small hickeys to my mound almost drove me mad. I almost wanted to scream out, ‘please just suck it,’ but I said nothing while anticipating the pleasure when he got there. He spread my lips with his fingers for full access to my clit and then with his mouth just millimeters away – blew on the tip of my clit.

            I was gone – my first orgasm came like a freight train, consuming my soul and body. I screamed out my pleasure – it was a wonder the windows didn’t shatter. I thrust up at his mouth as he sucked my clit in and attacked it with the tip of his tongue.

            At that very instant two fingers went into my wet sopping pussy and two into my ass and were sawing in and out. My second orgasm never let the first ease off, just added to it. I screamed my pleasure again and passed out for a moment. There was clapping in the doorway when my vision focused in it.

            ”I don’t know what he did to her but you better figure it out because I want you to do the same thing to me,” Carol said looking directly at James.

            I pulled Dad onto the bed and did as he had done to me; hugs, kisses with full tongue and a tongue battle because he liked them that way. I gave him a hickey near each nipple as he had done to me. I worked my way to his cock which was fully hard standing straight up. I could see the trail of pre-cum slowly going down the side of his cock.

            I turned enough so he could watch me getting between his legs. I started at the bottom and licked the first inch then sucked on his testicles for a while, then I went back to the trail for another inch. Every time my tongue touched his cock it throbbed and the trail replenished.

            I placed my hand around his cock and squeezed it lightly, then stroked my hand up. As I did that, I placed my mouth over the knob and sucked. I increased the speed of my hand then stopped and bobbed my head until the knob was at the back of my mouth and sucked.

            Then I removed my hand and angled my head and neck so I could take it to the balls. If I did it would be the first time without Dad’s hands on my head to apply a little force. We had been doing it that way for weeks and it was getting easier every time.

            We were staring at each other as his cock went further and further down my throat with each bob of my head. I was backing off so I could take good breaths and then gaining more depth. The distance was getting closer and closer; two inches, then one and a half inch, then an inch – with one hard push my noise was against his body. On the next bob I had my tongue out and licked his balls with my nose against him.

            I continued returning the oral pleasure that he had given to me.

            ”How can she do that. She has got to teach me how to do that,” Elsie said.

            ”Me too! I want to master that one as well,” Carol said.

            The conversation was interrupted by a groan from Dad, ”I’m cuming! Swallow it Mary, oh YES!”

            I didn’t have to swallow – it was deeper than I needed to swallow. I counted the first big pulses – one, two, three, four, five – and then I needed to pull off to breathe and was unable to count the little ones. I took his cock back deep again and closed my lips as tight as I could, then pulled off to milk the last drops. When only the knob was in my mouth I circled it with my tongue and swallowed then I licked it clean.

            I then crawled towards his mouth to kiss him but stopped to notch his still hard cock into my pussy hole and then pushed back, taking all of it. If I worked those muscles hard enough I would have a full erection to fuck hard in a minute or two. I wasn’t disappointed and was soon stroking now just for the fun of it. A few minutes later – with him twisting my nipples and me rubbing my clit – we came together.

            I woke up an hour later to go pee, still on top of him with his arms around me and my head on his shoulder. It was a good night for lovers.

            At breakfast, I took Dad off to the side to make sure James was here by 12:30.

            ”Won’t he be surprised. I will have him bring the tractor home from the Jackson farm and tell him to see you,” Dad said.

            I stripped the bed and replaced the bedding after last night and added another quilt with a layer of towels on it to protect the clean bedding. I was going to be spending time in the laundry room today for sure.

            I placed another new outfit on the bed from my latest Amazon order for Linda to wear. Red stockings, red garter belt and see through red form fitting panties and a red barely there bra that reduced her slight sag and red cover up that hid nothing. James loved red lingerie, I had learned from the girls.

            I had finished most of the laundry when Linda came in an hour early.

            ”I got to the bank just in time! Robert had tried to access my accounts but he had the wrong password, it’s all in a new account now. Can I use your system to check on other things to see what else he has done or tried to do?” Linda asked.

            ”Sure, go ahead – there is a new notepad by the computer if you need to make notes,” I said.

            I put clean cards into the cameras for today’s fun and rechecked everything in the bedroom. I had been up to date on transferring the cards to files and disc after the last few days and the next few I would be behind again big time.

            James was a few minutes early. We went to his bedroom so we could talk.

            ”Have you talked with Bob about yesterday afternoon?” I asked. I was sure they had talked and was sure the girls knew as well.

            ”Yes, I’m sure you knew the girls would get the truth from him. He said ‘it was great’ and wants to be with her again. He described the things they did in detail. I didn’t know he could be so loving,” James said.

            ”If you haven’t guessed it, she is wanting you to give her great sex today. I expect she is very nervous but she is full of anticipation. Use everything you have learned, from making her want you to having the great sex I know you can deliver.”

            ”I’m going to be in the room filming it but I will not participate. She is not ready for anal yet but it is possible in a few days. Go ahead and shower, put on a pair of shorts and tee shirt and I will call you when she is ready,” I said.

            Linda was just finishing on the computer when I stepped into the office. ”James will be ready in a few minutes. Take a quick shower and wash out and I will help you dress again,” I said.

            I had to tell her that the panties went on last after the stockings and garter to make easy access to the fun parts without taking off everything. With her hair in a pigtails and a dash of perfume she was ready. I had her pose in multiple seductive positions. She was hot looking or as Bob would say ‘One hot momma’.

            She was sitting on the end of the bed when I called James to come in.

            He stopped as the door closed. ”Beautiful and gorgeous do not even begin to describe how fantastic you look,” James said.

            She stood as he walked over to her. ”Someone must have told you red was my favorite color. I’m in love already,” James said.

            He pulled her close, ”My favorite perfume and pony tails. I love the look,” followed by a gentle hug that she returned. The romance started with kisses. James surprised me by kissing her below the ear. Linda melted into his arms with an intake of air and a moan of pleasure. It must have been the secret passion spot I had heard about on some women.

            The passion intensified immediately from heavy kisses to open mouth full tongue kisses. I could swear she was dripping through her panties. There were hugs that should have broken bones. James managed to get his hand between them to her breasts and nipples. Another intake of air followed as the gap between them opened and he brought his hands to both breasts.

            The cover up fell discarded to the floor as she grabbed the bottom of the bra and lifted it up, freeing her breasts that were immediately covered with kisses and hands. James went from one nipple to the other suck and nibbling. He went back to her mouth and the tongue war began. James removed his tee, wanting to feel the warmth of those breasts against him.

            Another trail of kisses from the neck to between the breasts and he started heading lower. Linda didn’t wait for him to pull her panties down; she did it. James plastered her mound with kisses before he swiped deep with his tongue, resulting in an unmistakable moan and more.

            He helped her out of the panties before moving her back to sit on the bed and spreading her legs. He kissed up and down the slit before sucking her swollen clit into his mouth and letting the tip of his tongue work on it. Linda was already bouncing on the bed. A few moments later the sounds of her orgasm started and grew to a crescendo. As she came down from the pleasure high, James moved up to kiss her after wiping her juices from his face on the quilt.

            Linda’s hand went to the bulge in James’s shorts and stopped, ”OH my, he is a big one! I don’t know if I can take all of that.” Together they removed his shorts. Linda gave James’s cock several strokes and placed her lips around the knob and sucked while stroking it.

            Linda was slowly taking more of it. I took the video camera and moved it in between James feet so I could get great video of Linda throating James for the first time. It took some time but Linda soon had her chin on his pubic bone in this position. If there was a way to say she was pleased with herself by upper facial expressions, it was evident with the movement of the forehead and eyebrows.

            Then Linda went to work on it – half off to breathe, head bobs to the bone. Once she even put her hand to her throat to show how deep in her throat it was. A minute later James was thrusting his hips at her – his need to come to deliver his seed was urgent. Linda sensed it and intensified her effort and was soon rewarded.

            ”I’m cuming, here it comes,” James said to warn her if she didn’t want to swallow. Linda went to the bone as the camera recorded the rise of his testicles and the pulses in the root of his cock that was visible.

            Linda lifted off with the last large pulse to breathe and then one more time to the root and then fully off, milking the last drops.

            ”Wow! I liked doing that, I could feel the power of his orgasm in my throat. Mary, a real cock is easier than the dildos but I am sure you know that. How soon can we do that again?” Linda asked.

            ”Often – but right now I want to fuck your brains out, suck on it some more and help it get hard again,” James said.

            It only took a few licks and then James mounted Linda missionary style. A few minutes later Linda had her second orgasm that started with whimpers and gasps and ending with a sound like freight train. James barely slowed as he pushed her legs back and pounded her into the bed.

            Ten minutes later they both came, James with a grunt and then with a roar and Linda puffing. James let her legs down and cuddled her. He was gentleman enough to hold her softly, talking about how much he loved to be with her and wanted to see her again. He wanted to make love with her again as they both came down from the orgasm high.

            Linda was holding his now much shrunken cock in her hand, admiring its size. I didn’t bother to turn the video camera off. Unless he was truly fucked out, he would recover quickly.

            Linda was not finished yet, she moved James to his back and moved to suck his cock again. I guess she was wanting to taste their mixed juices, soon his cock was hardening in her throat again. Linda stopped sucking and straddled him, notching the knob at the entrance to her still gaped pussy and pushed back on it until she had it all.

            Having cum so many times, James was an endurance machine. It was fifteen minutes of hard fucking before they both came again. They were both finished when James left to go to his room and shower. Linda was on her side nearly asleep. I helped her up and into the shower, washed her and her hair and then used the wand to clean her out.

            Then I helped her dress and walked her out to the couch; it was almost four thirty. Bob and the girls would be here any time and so would Dad. A cup of coffee and we were talking.

            ”Do you still want Bob and James tomorrow or do you want to rest a day or two?” I asked.

            ”Yes, I want them both,” Linda replied.

            ”If you are not doing anything in the morning, come over and we will work on anal stretching for mastering all the possibilities of your dreams,” I said.

            ”OK, I will be here,” Linda said as she was leaving.

            Linda had been gone 20 minutes when the kids arrived.

            ”Can we go out to the pool and you take some skinny dipping shots of us? Maybe James and your Dad would be in them too,” Elsie said.

            ”Then can I model those two party dresses you have? All my friends from the city are texting me about all the parties they are having. I want to one up them and show them how much fun and freedom we are having here without them,” Elsie said.

            ”Well, that’s up to you and you need to remember – pictures can come back to haunt you,” I said.

            ”Let’s go take the party dress pictures first, they should be home by the time we finish,” I said.

            Elsie and Carol had grown since they had been here. Maybe it was the constant mauling their breasts were getting every night or the high state of arousal from all the attention they were getting. Her tits were not as large as mine, so there was some adjusting to do. There were enough straps in various places to make the dress fit.

            The first one was the super short one that showed more than ample cleavage. She was a little taller than I was and there was very little dress below her pussy lips. I must have taken twenty pictures in all poses and her pussy was showing in a few of them – the same was true of her breasts and exposed nipples.

            The next dress was the one with the holes for the nipples to be visible that were covered by a light cover up. That took a lot of adjusting. I finally ended up twisting and pinching her nipples and pulling them out of the holes for best effect. I quickly took several pictures – first with the cover-up off then on and a couple more with her holding it open.

            The process was repeated with Carol wearing both dresses. Dad and James came home in the middle of all this and – after an explanation – they agreed to participate.

            I suggested short shorts and the small sports bra, then without the bra and finally naked sitting on a blanket by the pool with wine glasses to set the scene. I was going to join them in this group of pictures.

            When that group of pictures was finished I took pictures of the naked men standing by the girls while they were sitting on the blanket and pictures and of me with Bob and the men in various states of arousal.

            I thought we were finished with the pictures when Elsie said, ”Take some more of us – action shots.”

            ”Take some of me too,” Carol said.

            Elsie had her hand around Dad’s cock, fully focused on it as it grew to full staff. Then she went from the base to the tip with her tongue, and then started sucking. Before long she was as deep as it was going in her mouth. Then she mounted it and when it was fully in her, she turned and said, ”This gesture isn’t directed at you but please take the picture.”

            Elsie turned her head as far as possible and held up the middle finger at the camera. She was definitely going to one up one of her old friends.

            ”Let me finish what I started and then you can take a couple more as I lift off,” Elsie said.

            I took pictures of Carol and James that were almost a copy of what Elsie and Dad had done. I had just finished with the poses that Carol wanted when Elsie and Dad let us know they were cuming. I moved between Dad’s legs as Elsie lifted off and took pictures of the cum coated cock and Elsie’s gap and the glob of cum as it rolled out and dropped onto Dad.

            ”Let me have the card and I will download them,” Elsie said with Carol agreeing. That was fine by me, I been filming fucking all day long and so far hadn’t even got my pussy licked. To say I was horny was an understatement – climbing the walls was more like it.

            I pulled Bob to the blanket, ”Get with it boy, treat me right,” I said.

            We were both coming in ten minutes, I would liked to have gone longer but the built-up desire was too much and supplied the release I needed for now.

            Dad and I made up for the quickie after supper with several powerful orgasms each. Exhausted and relaxed sleep came easily in Dad’s arms.

            Edit by Alfmeister

            Proof read by Bob W.

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Chapter 26

We were up at 6 with breakfast finished at seven. We were on the road a few minutes later in my truck. Dad had changed out the mileage limiting farm for regular tags. The truck could go anywhere now, even if I could not drive it.

            Dad was driving with me next to him and James next to me. Elsie, Carol and James were in the back seats. Metro was two hours away; it was a long ride with a couple of stops.

            We arrived at Motel 8 at 9:30. I had paid for the room for last night and tonight so we could get early access to change clothes. Dad checked in – I figured it would look better if he did it.

            We carried the clothes to the room and left the kids to get dressed while we went to the county court house to get the marriage license. We were a few minutes early; our appointment was at 10 and we were there at 9:50.

            We stood at the window while the clerk filled it out. We both had questions to answer while he reviewed our birth certificates and made copies of them.

            A few minutes later he handed all our paperwork back with the license on top.

            ”Been getting a lot of family marriages in the last few weeks – must be because of the possibility of the law changes,” the clerk said.

            Back at the hotel I took a quick shower. I put on a new thong then shimmied into Mom’s wedding dress. I moved and shifted my boobs into place. One thing about this dress; it showed a lot of cleavage and barely covering my nipples. Matching thigh-high’s and white shoes finished it out.

            I added Mom’s diamond necklace and earrings. The girls helped me put on a light makeup and light lipstick. Elsie took pictures and video. I gave the rings to Dad to put in his pocket. With the marriage license and our ID’s, we were off.

            We arrived at the low fuss wedding in time to get the run-through on how things would be done. They had a couple of people there who were going to use our camera and video recorder so Carol and Elsie could be in place.

            Dad was standing in his appointed place with Carol and Elsie to the right of the minister and Bob was standing to his left. With the wedding march playing, I slowly walked in with James escorting me.

            ”Dearly beloved friends and guest we are here today to join Mary and Sherman in holy matrimony. Who gives the bride away?” the minister said.

            ”I do,” James replied.

            The rest of the ceremony was like a blur until the questions at the end.

            “Do you Mary take Sherman to be your lawful wedded husband, for better or worse, to love and to cherish, to bear his children, until death do you part?”

            ”I do,” I said.

            ”Sherman, do you take Mary to be your lawful wedded wife for better or for worse, to love and cherish, to father her children until death do you part?”

            ”I do,” Dad said.

            ”Rings please,” he said. Carol gave him the rings.

            ”These rings are a symbol of a lifetime commitment, of enduring love and companionship,” he said.

            He placed the rings on the first knuckle of my finger and on Dad’s and then we pushed them on simultaneously until they were fully seated.

            ”I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride,” he said.

            I thought Dad was swallow my tongue for a moment, followed by a hug that lifted me off the floor.

            I had to dry tears of joy and so did Elsie and Carol.

            We posed for pictures as husband and wife while hugging and kissing. Then there were more pictures with the girls and boys.

            They printed off a few pictures they had taken even though they were taking some with our own equipment for us to carry home. We would get a small photo album in a few days from them.

            With everybody paid and tipped we went back to the motel to change. The ride home was just too long to make in suits and fancy dresses.

            We stopped at a restaurant for lunch and headed home. At home Dad carried me across the threshold and into the bedroom. The official consummation would come later.

            Good clothes were put away, the wedding dress would go to the cleaners and into the cedar chest once more, the jewelry put away.

            Livestock needed to be checked, supper made and things were back to normal.

            After supper I showered and put on a baby doll outfit I had purchased at the box store and waited in the living room. It hid nothing, it said I am yours come fuck me and I am ready.

            There were whistles and catcalls from Bob, James, Elsie and Carol. Dad came out to get me and join in. He picked me up, carried me into the bedroom, stood me beside the bed and went back to close the door.

            ”You better be gentle, she is my mother after all,” James said. That brought laughs from everyone.

            Gentle sex it was. Dad made love to every part of my body starting with the tip of my nose and I returned every kiss, every hug. We both had two orgasms with a quick shower and washout. I fell asleep with arms around me.

            I woke up at midnight to go pee and we made love again. Slow and gentle, and then finished with another orgasm.

            We woke up at 6 and showered, only to end back in bed. Dad and I were still working on another orgasm when I heard frying pans on the stove. One of the girls decided they were going to fix breakfast.

            Pancakes, eggs, bacon and sausage with orange juice were served on a tray by the four of them.

            ”We figured you may need energy to get out of bed. Did you go to sleep at all?” Elsie asked.

            We took the empty trays and joined them at the table.

            ”Tonight you girls work with the dildos again. Carol, if you are up to it we may help you with doing a three-some. Dad in your pussy, Bob in your ass with James deep throating you,” I said then added, ”Elsie and I are camera girls.”

            ”OK, that sounds great,” Carol said.

            ”James, the discussion we had – do you have an answer or do you need more time?” I asked.

            ”No. I ‘m sure I can do it. I got an erection while thinking about it so I am sure, plus it was not the first time. She is hot,” James said.

            ”OK, I will try to set things up,” I said.

            Dad and James went to check the livestock and load the Pete to carry another load to the mill. Then they were going to stop by the dealers to see if the pick list of defects had been corrected on the used combine.

            Dad came in just before leaving for town. I gave him a smoldering kiss and hugs.

            ”I love you, be careful,” I said.

            Dad and James had only been gone 30 minutes when Linda drove in the yard.

            “Is it a good time to play?” Linda asked.

            ”Yes but I need to shower. What play did you want to do today?” I asked.

            ”The dildos again, adding the next larger to see if I have the courage,” Linda replied.

            ”OK, but why don’t we up the ante a little. Can you clean your lower bowel out and try the small dildo there?” I said.

            ”OK, least I can do is try,” Linda said.

            ”First order of business is the clean-out then,” I said.

             In the bathroom I explained the enema bag, its operation and function. I wasn’t sure if I needed to but with the modern times everything in that arena was a pill out of a bottle to loosen it up or plug it up. So I played safe and did it.

            While Linda was going through the process, I got the dildos out and washed them again. I got the 6, 7, 7.5, 8 and 8.5. I placed lube and a condom on the counter for the 6 that she would try to fit in her ass.

            When she was finished I cleaned-out as well then we both showered. I used the wand to remove the spend that Dad left this morning. I didn’t know if she was planning with oral on me but it may not be good for her to taste semen.

            I started first again, taking one after another to the latex balls. When I finished with the 8.5 Linda started. Linda gave up on the 8.5 with less than a half inch to go.

            ”You have done very well for just starting out. You will not have any trouble throating Bob. By the way, he is excited to have sex and be your lover,” I said.

            ”Do you want your first time to be a two-hole experience or a three hole one?” I said.

            ”I’m not sure. I have never done anal. Do you think Bob has?” I said.

            ”I’m sure of it,” I said.

            ”Since it will be your first time with him I would go for oral and normal sex and save the anal for the second or third time after you are more comfortable with each other. That will also allow you a little more time to learn to stretch and relax back there by using the dildos,” I said.

            ”So you think he will want me more than one time?” Linda asked.

            ”I am sure of it. Most young men are insatiable, he will be no different,” I said.

            ”Start with the small dildo and suck all of them again and then we will do the butt one,” I said as I went to get the lube shooter and lube.

            Linda went through all of them the same as the first time and still lacking that last half inch.

            I filled the lube shooter half way. With just the six inch I didn’t think the full dose was needed. Lubed up and with the dildo lubed, Linda bent over and backed up on the dildo as she had seen me do.

            ”Go easy, apply a little pressure, relax then pull off a little and back on and hold steady pressure against,” I said as I was holding in the proper position.

            ”Spread your legs a little,” I said as I reached in between them and started playing with her clit, trying to get her to relax.

            A few minutes later three inches were in and I was no longer needing to hold it in place, getting my hand out of the way.

            ”It’s in a lot! I can feel it stretching me. It feels like a good stretch,” Linda said.

            Then she was against the wall and excited, ”It’s a different feeling, I like it,” Linda said.

            ”I can tell it’s getting easier and looser- there is no pain like I thought there would be. Do you think I can move to the next size today?” Linda said.

            ”That’s up to you but it is best not to try to get too big too quickly,” I said.

            ”The next I have is just a little longer – half of an inch – and a little bigger in diameter – an 1/8 I think. I’ll get it ready. Keep moving and stroking to keep the hole loose,” I said.

            An eighth of an inch may not sound like much; the 6 inch was one inch in diameter or just a little over three inches if you put a tape around it. The inch and an eighth was almost four. That is a big stretch on a tiny hole that was not used to things going in (or out) of that size.

            I stuck it to the bathroom wall, covered it with a condom and lube at the same height as the other one.

            ”It’s ready if you are, take it slow,” I said.

            Linda started the plumb in her loosened hole then pushed back, taking a third of it in one push as she groaned in what could have easily been mistaken for pain and not pleasure. She pulled off some and stroked a little before pushing back and taking over half.

            There was that groan again and it was definitely pleasure as she was stroking. A couple of strokes later her ass cheeks were hitting the wall and the latex balls banging against her clit so hard that I had to move my fingers out of the way.

            She must have stroked it for five minutes before going full off and back to the wall.

            ”Oh, it feels so good! Now I know why you like it. Oh yes – I wish I could get it deeper – yes just a little deeper. I think I may cum from this. It’s sliding in so easily I love it. Put the next bigger one up, I want to try it,” Linda said.

            The next one was the seven inch one and an inch and a half in diameter. I cleaned it from where we were doing oral on it, stuck it on the wall and then lubed it.

            I went and got the video camera, it was time to put her experience on film. I took film from above and below as she was stroking including wide view from the side and front, extending the front view and watching the expressions on her face.

            ”OK, the seven is ready if you are,” I said.

            This time I had the camera on her face as she pushed back on it. It was all pleasure and a few signs of discomfort. Again I filmed from above and below. The seven was puckering her ass going in and out.

            ”See if you can slowly straighten up,” I said.

            As she did I filmed from low and the front as she spread her legs and adjusted. Suddenly she thrust her hand to her clit and began fast motions.

            ”I’m cuming, oh God, I’m cuming, oh so good, so strong,” Linda said.

            I watched her abdomen tighten up and then her chest heave. Her legs started to tremble and shake. She bent forward a little with her hand a blur.

            ”Ohhhhh, God,” Linda said.

            I stood up in time to hold her as the orgasm slowly went away.

            ”I can’t wait for the real thing. I never dreamed it would feel like that,” Linda said.

            ”Bob for tomorrow afternoon – say about one – here and then James the following day. Then both at the same time the next day if you want – a double with anal,” I said.

            ”OK, I can do that,” Linda said.

            ”I hope you like to fuck with some light on so I can make a video of it,” I said.

            ”That’s no problem but why do you want video?” I said.

            ”It’s for you to put you in the mood for play later, you would be surprised at how well it works to relive the experience to get you ready to go again,” I said.

We tanned for two hours before Dad and James came back. Shortly after Linda left saying she would be here tomorrow at one for sure.

            Supper was light and we had just finished when the three anxiously came in, ”Are we still doing the three-some with Carol,” Elsie asked.

            ”Yes, Dad and James are in the showers now. As soon as they are finished, you can help prep Carol for her part in this foursome and Bob can hit the other shower. You and I are camera operators and we need to get the stage set,” I said.

            ”Carol, do you have a plan worked out in your mind?” I asked.

            ”I want Dad on his back in my pussy, Bob in my butt and I will suck on James if that is OK,” Carol said.

            ”Bed or couch?” I asked.              

            ”Let’s do the bed,” Carol replied.

            While Carol – with Elsie’s help – went through the clean-out process and her butt with lube, I filled the men in on the plan. The quilt went on the bed and I carried extra pole lamps into the room and placed them by the wall around the bed and then checked the lighting for the video camera. I had a good clear image anywhere around the bed, although the camera made some corrections by changing to the low light function.

            I needed to get some regular movie lights if I was going to do much filming in the bedroom. The question being – would they arrive before the kids went full time to the Jackson household?

            Carol came out and I asked her one more time on camera if she was sure she wanted to do this.

            ”Yes! Absolutely I’m ready,” Carol said.

            Dad suggested that Carol lay on the bed. They pleased each other orally to help put them in the mood and get Carol more excited. After a few minutes they moved to the edge of the bed with Dad’s head almost hanging off so Carol would be able to deep throat all of James. Carol slowly positioned herself on Dad’s cock, moaning as it was fully seated.

            Bob positioned himself behind Carol and slowly penetrated her rectum with his cock until he was balls deep. The three soon worked into a rhythm with Carol getting more vocal with every thrust.

”Yes harder, more, it feels so good, Oh God more, harder,” Carol said.

            James soon ended the vocals as he slid his cock into her mouth and then into her throat. It took him a few minutes to work out a rhythm with two sliding in and out of her pussy and ass.

            Elsie and I swapped sides and then front and back taking pictures and video. I had good video of her throat bulging and the occasional tear running down her cheek. On the other end, I had great video of her filled pussy and ass. Even though Bob was not as big as Dad, Carol’s ass was nicely stretched.

            None of the players seemed in a hurry to cum, Dad had been stroking her pussy leisurely for over thirty minutes. The men in my sex life had developed remarkable stamina; they were getting so much pussy. Bob was the first to announce that he was cuming with James next.

            When they were finished Dad rolled over putting Carol on the bottom. With her legs pushed back to her shoulders, Dad pounded her into a screaming orgasm. James’s big cock down her throat for so long had not mellowed out the vocal cords at all. It would be a fantastic video to make everyone want a second round at an orgy. I had plenty of pictures to go with the video.

            ”I want to clean out and try the dildos again! When I finish, I want to have Dad in my pussy and Bob in my butt, and James in my mouth just like Carol did!” Elsie said.

            There was that sibling rivalry thing bearing its head again. The first day we met, it seemed as Elsie was the bold one – the first to strip off and run into the pond after me. But now it seemed that Elsie was following after Carol with everything. Carol was the one wanting to do try the new things and we had only done a few of the things she wanted to try, some of them I was worried about. To top that off, she was wanting to be a voyeur.

            Fifteen minutes later while the guys were showering, Elsie was backing up on the first of the dildos the 6, 6.5. 7 and 7.5. This was the second time Elsie had the four of them in the last few days. She stretched easily to accommodate the first three and took all of the forth in a couple minutes.

            All the men were back and watching her on the dildos, already fully hard. Elsie was going to get a much longer ride than Carol. The edge was gone after the first round with Carol and now would be an endurance fuck. Not really good for Elsie getting a cock in her ass.

            Dad, Elsie and Bob climbed on the bed. It took Elsie several minutes to get adjusted to Dad’s cock in her pussy. As many times as she had fucked James and Dad I would have thought she could have just dropped on it. Bob worked his cock easily into her ass after just getting off the dildos.

            With Dad and Bob having done this DP thing now several times, they had a rhythm going in no time. James stepped to her head – and as she opened her mouth – fed her his cock.

            Carol and I took more pictures and video. This time Carol was a narrator. I was going to say something but didn’t, because having just using those three cocks she had some insight on what Elsie was feeling. Both were anal virgins to real cocks until an hour ago.

            ”With her mouth plugged, watch the expressions on her forehead and her eyebrows,” Carol said.

            I had been too busy with the camera watching cocks slide in and out of holes to notice little things. I was sure they would be on the video and would pick them up after running the video several times. It was like watching an old movie over and over again – each time I picked up something I missed. Porn movies were even worse, the film had been cut and dubbed over so many times.

            Some of the sex scenes were not even with the same actress or actors. Moles and freckles were a giveaway and tattoos made it even easier.

            I went back to filming James fucking Elsie’s face. He was picking up speed with his nuts hitting her chin. James had done that enough with the three of us girls that he had the pause to allow us to breathe down to a science.

             Elsie’s face and eyes were telling a story. Her eyes would bug wide open when the guys plugging her bottom would hit the same deep spot at the same time. There were also tears in those eyes at times.

            Suddenly Elsie pushed Bob away,” I’m cuming, Oh fuck I’m coming so hard,” Elsie said. When the orgasm dimmed, Dad and Bob both said they were going to cum and Elsie pulled James back into her throat.

            I moved with the video cam to capture Dad and Bob in the throes of orgasm. Bob had moved up so I was able to recorded both throbbing cocks and cum trails as they wilted and fell out while leaving gaping holes. James was next and we were able to see a nice cum trail on Elsie’s lips and tongue as it licked the last drops off James’s knob.

            ”How many times did you cum?” Carol asked Elsie.

            ”Three; two of them were super strong. This is going to take some getting used to but I want to do this again and soon.”

            The three of them hit the showers again while I was putting away all the equipment and cleaning up and shutting everything down for the night. I was horny as all get out but I wondered if Dad would be too tuckered out for me.

            I should not have worried. After a bit of rest and Power Aide, we made passionate love in every position we had tried before. We both came together with my legs back and my pussy pounded into a mind blowing orgasm.

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Chapter 25

The Jackson kids left after breakfast. Dad, James and I finished the last pick of cucumbers for pickles. The summer heat had gotten to the vines and killed the blossoms necessary to make cucumbers. They were dying; the sprinklers had put off the inevitable for a while.

            There was enough for one more batch that I was going to do this morning. Today’s run would make one hundred quart and pint mason jars of the three variety of pickles. I was going to send some to the Jackson’s the next time Grandma came over.

            Dad and James were going to take the Pete with a load of wheat to the mill and one of the six wheeler loads after that. We had forty thousand bushels of wheat to carry to the mill before corn harvest started the last of August. This afternoon they were going to look at used combines.

            Dad and I had talked about a second combine a few nights ago. The dealer had several used ones in stock and they wanted them gone if they could sell them. With low hours and in good shape, they would fit the ticket. As a bonus, they were the same make and size as the one we had, so the attachments were interchangeable.

            All farmers were the same as were most men; bigger, more power, faster. When one bought a new bigger combine, the dealer ended up selling two or three – it was the ‘Keep up with the Jones’ syndrome.

            I was cleaning up and putting things away when Linda came in. I had heard her drive up. That import car she drove had a sound all its own.

            ”I have been to Seagraves again. They finally decided they might be able to use my engineering skills. They are working on a contract and I have been helping them with some of the designs. It sounds like they may be leaning to an offer. I don’t have any hopes that the pay will be something that I could afford to take, though,” Linda said.

            Before she got past the living room she was naked.

            ”I hope you don’t mind if I shower. Deodorant seems to be causing me to itch for some reason. Have you got time to play? Then I want to talk,” Linda said.

            ”Yes, we have plenty of time to play. I will shower with you to get rid of the pickle smell. While we are at it, you can practice on the dildos again,” I said.

            I stuck the 6, 7, 7.5 and 8 on the wall high enough that we could stand. After the shower Linda asked if I would go first while sucking and throating them. It was no problem for me, I guess she needed a little reassurance.

             I gave her a tonsil searching scorching kiss and then I placed her hand on my throat to reassure her where each one would stop at. I took my time and slobbered plenty of saliva on the first one and licked the balls as nose hit the wall. I repeated the process on all four. Linda’s other hand stayed busy in her crotch.

            When I stepped away from the last one she took my place. She placed my hand to her throat and started with the 6 inch one. She handled it nicely as she did the 7 inch one.

            The 7.5 gave her trouble as it did the other day. She struggled, gagged, coughed and gagged some more, pulling off to swallow and clear her throat. I figured she was going to give up. But she didn’t.

            She went back at the 7.5 even more determined. This time she was working harder on her breathing to help with the gag and cough. Her hand went to her pussy and she started playing with her clit. Her nose hit the wall the same time she had the first orgasm. Her knees weakened but she stayed at the dildo – working it, still stretching her throat – before pulling off.

            ”I did it. One to go,” Linda said.

            She went to the 8 and started, first it was a third and then half and three quarters. She kept going. The hand in the crotch picked up speed. Linda reached for my hand and placed it back on her throat as she worked the dildo deeper.

            Just as her nose hit the wall there was a pop in her throat where my fingers were. It startled me. I had never experienced anything like that and it worried me. But she only hesitated for a couple seconds before moving to the off stroke and again there was a pop.

            Linda changed her rhythm, but was not pulling far enough off to breathe. She was stroking four or five off and on strokes before taking a quick breath; she was going to run herself out of oxygen if she kept it up.

            Porn directors used this tactic on new actresses who were not seasoned enough to have their agent or representative on the set. They were deep throated over and over again without being allowed to get enough air.

            When the actress tapped the thigh to tell the actor she needed to breathe, he stroked deep for several more strokes before pulling out. And then she got one breath instead of the three or four she needed before her throat was plugged again to repeat the scenario.

            Over a few minutes she would start to lose awareness; the eyes would dilate and then begin to roll back under the eyelids, she would be groggy, unresponsive and often thought to be under heavy drugs.

            It was in this state that unscrupulous directors would bring in the third and fourth actors for double and triple penetration scenes and rougher sex, all the time making sure she was oxygen starved by keeping big cocks in her throat. The term in porn world was ‘fucked dumb’.

            There was a popping noise at end deep stroke when her nose hit the wall. Her hand working on her clit was a blur it was moving so fast.  

            ”Oh God I’m cuming so hard!” Linda said in the few seconds she was off. A minute or so later she let out an agonizing scream on a breath stroke, ”I’m cuming again!”

            Linda was starting to turn blue when her knees gave way and she started to fall. Her legs were quivering like leaves in a windstorm. She fell away from the wall; luckily I was able catch her so she didn’t hurt herself. She still had the dildo balls deep in her mouth, it had pulled away from the wall.

            I reached for it to pull it out, but she beat me to it. With it out she was wheezing like a race house. In between the breaths she tried to talk.

            ”So strong, just so strong. Why can’t my husband get me off like this? Why can’t I get off like this when I masturbate?” Linda asked.

            ”Help me shower and let’s go lay in the sun. I’m too exhausted to play any more right now. I need to talk,” Linda said.

            ”Sure, then we will also get you some ice chips,” I said. Her voice was raspy and harsh. I now knew what the pop was. It was the knob of the dildo passing her larynx. I hoped there was no permanent damage and wondered why only with her.

            Out on the blanket and covered in suntan oil, Linda began talking.

            ”I’m having more erotic dreams, several every night. I must be masturbating heavily to them. At first I thought I was leaking pee but then I realized it was sticky and slippery. I am now sleeping on three towels to keep from messing up the bed,” Linda said.

            ”I dreaming of Bob’s cock after seeing it. I can’t believe how big it is, at least twice as big as his father. I am dreaming of sucking and fucking it and after seeing you doing anal with the dildos, I want to be ass fucked with it. I want a real cock to please me,” Linda said.

            ”I have dreamed of being ravished by more than one cock at a time, of being restrained where they could have their way with me. Another time I was forced to go man to man and please them and they pleased me. It was so wicked yet and so fun, so much pleasure in the dream,” Linda said.

            ”I dreamed they fucked me so much I couldn’t walk right for a day. I want it so bad. What’s happening to me?” Linda said.

            ”I think you are trying to do all the things you suppressed as a teen during your romance, expecting all those things to happen in the marriage and then ending up in a limited sex marriage. You are and have been sexually deprived – unsatisfied,” I said.

            ”You could be right. I was the good girl at school and then at college waiting for the right guy, expecting to live out my fantasy with him and I found the sex in the marriage was a disappointment. Now that I have found it – It’s like a book that I can’t put down; I want to finish it,” Linda said.

            Then the bombshell was dropped, ”I don’t want to go back to the city and Robert. I think he is seeing another woman. I received some texts that were questionable. I want more than I was getting at home or will ever get,” Linda said.

            ”Please don’t go bar hopping. Let me work on a couple things,” I said.

            ”I think you have led a sheltered life. Sex and sexual kink goes from A to Z these days; there are no given limits any more. The sexual revolution of the 60’s and 70’s has only grown. The only limits are the ones the individual sets,” I said.

            ”I know you are open to some kink, what are your limits?” I said.

            “I don’t know what you mean,” Linda responded.

            ”I’m pretty open minded myself, willing to try most anything once – especially if it is on my bucket list. One thing I am not doing is lying in the tub and let someone poop or pee on me – that one is a pretty firm limit. There are others as I am not into pain or bruises,” I said.

            ”OH! OK, I see – I’m with you on that one. I don’t have a bucket list, maybe I should think about doing that,” Linda said.

            ”You said you dreamed about Bob. Would you?” I asked.

            ”That’s incest,” Linda replied.

            ”It’s legal in this state as long as the parties are old enough to legally consent,” I said.

            ”Do you think he would, as old as I am. That’s a big difference in age,” Linda said.

            ”I will be honest with you. After he saw you naked by the pool he said you were ‘HOT, definitely a MILF,” I said.

            ”MILF?” Linda said.

            ”Mother I’d like to fuck,” I said.

            ”OH” Linda said.

            ”You still look good and they say all boys have fantasies about Mom. I will check him out, carefully tip-toeing around the issue discreetly. Remember, he was looking at you when the hard-on made its appearance,” I said.

            ”He was? I didn’t know that I was so stuck about his cock size and instantly so wet! I never noticed he was looking at me,” Linda said.

            ”How about the dream of being restrained and ravished? I know some guys from town that would be into that. They would want you blindfolded and ears plugged; totally anonymous so there no chance of losing college scholarships,” I said.

            ”That sounds interesting – I could go with anonymous. How does that work?” Linda said.

            ”It will take a few days to set it up and I would insist that the play take place here for the safety aspect,” I said.

            ”What about the kids?” Linda said.

            ”I would get Dad to take them to the box store in town and tell him needed to be gone for a while,” I said.

            ”How about James? What would you say if I wanted him or your Dad?” Linda asked.

            ”I’m sure they would be interested – they are men after all – but you better start working on the big dildos and practice on Bob,” I said.

            ”Why do you say that?” Linda said.

            ”Both James and Dad are well hung, way better than Bob. I doubt either one would have a problem ringing your bell if they were given the opportunity by the comments I have heard whispered.”

            We talked as we tanned for the next two hours. I was trying to pick her brain for every idea and sexual whim I could find. She may not have been horny but I was and ready for a stud as soon as they came home. Linda left not long after they did come home.

            When Elsie, Carol and Bob came in I was lying across the table with Dad pounding my pussy with my legs on his shoulders. My head was hanging over the other side with James fucking my throat.

            ”Hey, that’s not fair starting without us,” Carol said.

            The orgy lasted another hour with the new arrivals.

            I did more shopping at the Amazon adult site for sure. It took two hours to find what I was looking for. I ordered a blackout hood used in BDSM play – not knowing any sizes, I had to order a small, medium and a large. It covered the head and left the nose and mouth open and accessible with an adjustable strap that went under the chin and a draw string in the back to keep it tight. It was guaranteed to blackout all vision and block all hearing with the included ear plugs – as if anyone could believe a guarantee from an adult toy company.

            I also ordered a Zorro style blackout eye mask as a backup. And then several kinds of restraints, cuffs I already had so I ordered two waist belts – one has arm restraints to the side that could be moved to the front and the other at the center of the back.

            I wondered about a submission collar for Linda. I had read that with the right mindset that kind of commitment to bondage and discipline could be rewarding. But then so much stuff one reads is just crap.

            They weren’t very expensive so I ordered a couple different styles.

            Tomorrow was Tuesday – one more day to the city and getting married to Dad. From then on I needed to remember to call him Sherman anytime we were in public. Doing so would allow us to show more affection in public without raising eyebrows.

            We were up early. After breakfast the kids went to help Grandpa and Dad took another load of wheat to the mill while James tended the livestock. I cleaned the house and did the wash. I wished there was room for another dryer. The washer could do two loads while the dryer finished one. It really didn’t matter, in a few weeks the wash would be greatly reduced when the kids went full time back to Amos’s.

            I placed the wedding dress in a plastic clothes case with Dad’s suit. With the six of us going the clothes would have to be placed in the big cross box behind the cab that was designed for tools and equipment. There was plenty of room in it and it was still remarkably clean, but still everything needed to be in plastic.

            I made up a kit of things to take: Dad’s and my birth certificates and the wedding rings.  I was going to wear Mom’s and Dad’s still fit. I considered light make up and mild shade of lipstick.

            To be honest I was on pins and needles, expecting something to go wrong – you know the old saw ‘Anything that can go wrong will’.

            Linda came over in the afternoon, she wanted to try the dildos again and then tan. We used the same ones as yesterday. As yesterday, she had her hand in her crotch aggressively playing with her clit. She had an orgasm on the second one and another one on the fourth. The fourth was still a challenge but not much. It only took few minutes for her nose to be touching the wall.

            ”Are you still going to Metro with the kids tomorrow?” Linda asked.

            ”Yes! We will be gone most of the day on business,” I said.

            As we tanned, Linda talked about the dreams she had last night. They were getting more involved and realistic. It wasn’t a cougar or panther I had released – it was a full grown tiger and she was on the prowl.

            “Have you had a chance to talk to Bob yet?” Linda asked.

            ”I will tonight and I will work on the other when we get back,” I replied.

            ”My bosses in the city suspect I have been helping Seagraves Industries on the contract here instead of going through the main office. They are not thrilled but are happy that design issues are being resolved,” Linda said.

            ”They want me to come in on Monday to discuss a job offer. I have already told them I would be there,” Linda said.

            Dad and I had another discussion after supper about the wedding. We discussed telling James, Bob, Carol and Elsie the reason for the trip tomorrow. We decided to call them down and tell them tonight. Doing it that way may save a scene tomorrow.

            With them sitting in the living room and me and Dad standing with our arms around each other I began.

            ”You know we are going to Metro tomorrow but not what for. Dad and I plan to be married tomorrow before the state changes the laws making close family marriages illegal,” I said.

            ”This isn’t something off the cuff – we have been planning it for a while. The state has made it necessary to act sooner than we planned,” I said.

            ”We have arranged to get the license and have a small wedding tomorrow. You are my wedding party. James can give me away, Carol can bridesmaid and hold the rings, Elsie can be the photographer and Bob the best man,” I said.

            ”This is a big step. Are there any objections? If so, I want to hear them now, not tomorrow,” I said.

            ”Will this change anything?” Carol said.

            ”If you are asking about the sex arrangement, the answer is no. Sherman and I both want variety and multiple partners. I still have a big bucket list of things I want to try. The four of you will be a nice fit in our relationship,” I said.

            ”We still have the things you wanted to do before you move back to the Jackson house full time. We need to start to work on that on Thursday with more training to pick up the pace,” I said.

            ”We still need to keep the marriage a secret for a while,” I said.

            ”Are you going to have children?” James asked – a question I did not expect from him.

            ”Yes, but not any time soon, graduation from school is a priority and possibly college. Modern prenatal tests and monitoring has made having children from incest relationships safer,” I said.

            ”Are there any more questions, because that is all I wanted to say,” I said.

            ”Just one. Will I call you Mary or Mom?” James asked.

            ”Mary will be best for now,” I said.

            ”The rest of you can go. Bob, I have some questions for you,” I said.

            ”Please understand this conversation is just between you and me. Out at the pool you said your Mom was a MILF – do you still think that? Be honest,” I said.

            ”Yes, I think she is hot,” Bob said.

            ”Could you make love to her? Could you do the things with her that you do so well with Elsie, Carol and me?” I asked.

            ”I don’t know. She would be so much more experienced than me. With Carol and Elsie we were learning together. It might be really tough,” Bob said.

            ”Even though she has had three kids, she is not anywhere near as experienced as you think and as you are. She led a restricted youth and an even more suppressed sex in her marriage,” I said.

            ”Events here have awakened those hidden sexual desires. That desire has been in front of you several times. The short shorts, the naked sun tanning and the shaved pussy are all new to her. She wants more – she wants to do all those things, try new things,” I said.

            ”She wants you or thinks she does, but is not sure how to proceed. The sight of your hard cock the other day has her craving it. It is the biggest one she has ever seen – far bigger than your father. Their sex life is infrequent – almost nonexistent – and not very pleasing anymore,” I said.

            ”She still needs to cross the line in her mind that incest is OK. If she makes that decision, can you make love to her using everything you have learned?” I asked.

            ”I told you the first time with Elsie and Carol to make them a woman. Can you make Linda a complete woman, because right now sexually she is not? Could you take her hand and walk into that bedroom and make love to her?” I asked as I pointed to my bedroom.

            ”Think about it, let me know tomorrow. Please do not say anything to Elsie or Carol,” I said.

            Dad and I cuddled and talked and made love for hours while listening to the boys and girls before falling asleep.

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Chapter 24

It was time to get started with the anal training with the girls – if they truly wanted to do the things they asked. Or, were they just horny in the heat of the moment the other night?

            I took both girls into the bedroom and asked them if they were serious in wanting to try anal and double and triple before they had to go back living full time at the Jackson house.

            Both said yes with some enthusiasm so that put my fears off a little.

            ”We need to get started with stretching those muscles down there. Let’s go to my bedroom and get started,” I said.

            ”First thing is to do a clean out of the lower portion of the bowel since we are not doing monster two foot long dildos and we can do this with a reasonably quick enema. A good clean experience will make you want to do more; a dirty messy outcome will take the fun out of it, but always remember that there are things that can happen that will sometimes leave a little mess. Soap and water takes care of all of it,” I said.

            ”Since you are not constipated, you don’t need to use soaps or cleansers – the kinds of things they sell in stores. If you use those too often, they can cause bowel problems,” I said.

            ”Luke warm water is all you need. You simply want to flush out any solids in the lower bowel where you are going to play,” I said.

            “You can use it as often as you want to play. Another thing to remember is that a clean-out will last several hours and more depending on your body. If you have just completed your daily movement it could last up to six hours. That part is a learning curve you will figure out as you play,” I said.

            ”Strip and let’s get started,” I added.

            I filled the enema bag and had them check the water for temperature.

            ”If it is to cold, there is a chance it will send you into shock. Not a good thing. If it is too hot it will scald the lining on the bowel – a very serious problem with long term consequences,” I said.

            I started with Elsie, telling her how to lube her anus and stem of the nozzle attachment and how to fill and purge when she felt full. I explained that it was not necessary to hold it in any length of time. If you hold it too long or try to overfill, the water will travel further up into the colon. If that happens you can get yourself into a long clean out process.

            ”Just fill and immediately purge; flush the toilet each time so you can easily tell when there is no material coming out – just water. Each time you fill slide the nozzle deeper. When it’s clear you are done – stay sitting on the toilet a while longer as there is usually one last bit of water to come out after a few minutes – that is released by the lining of the bowel,” I said.

            Elsie was finished cleaning out and Carol took her place; a few minutes later she was done. It took ten minutes for each of them; about what it took me. Out by the bed I placed all the butt plugs I had and allowed then to choose the one they wanted.

            ”This early in the process, there is little possibility that a jeweled butt plug could disappear out of sight up the rectum as it is going to be tight. Later on – after much play or sex and as you learn to relax those muscles – you will want to use butt plugs with a handle or a cord attached as a safety measure,” I said.

            I had all three sizes of speculums and some tools to retrieve a toy if necessary. Amazon adult has many unusual things without a description of what they actually are and used for. A kinky mind comes into play and fills in the blanks.

            They both chose the small butt plug – as I figured they would. I lubed them and the rectum up with KY using one then two fingers, with Elsie first bent over the bed. Just to get her a little more involved, ”Reach around and spread those cheeks,” I said.

            With Carol watching I pushed the tapered plug half way in twice to get things somewhat accustomed and then pushed in completely. Once the inch and a quarter mass went in, her muscles pulled it the rest of the way in. I wiped off the excess lube.

            Carol was next with Elsie watching – then I decided that Elsie should install Carol’s. I described what to do and how.

            ”You want me to put my fingers in there?” Elsie asked.

            ”Yes! It is somewhat clean, and soap and water will clean them up,” I replied.

            A couple minutes later Carol was plugged.

            ”I will tell you that you can still have sex with the plug in. It will feel tighter for both of you. Just have James and Bob go slow and give things time to adjust. Bob already knows but just remind him. He has fucked me with one in several days ago,” I said.

            ”Leave them in until you get ready for bed unless you want to try anal tonight with the small dildo. If you do, come back and I will help you get past the tough spots, but don’t wait too late,” I said.

            Playing with them had left me horny. I put all the toys and lube away. I took a shower and walked naked into the living room.

            ”It’s time for you to shower and come to bed with me,” I said while taking his hand and helping him up.

            I described what I had done to the girls while he was showering. When he came out, he was at full mast. I dropped to my knees and sucked him off. I had my nose against him while playing with his nuts as he pumped the first load into my belly.

            He sucked and fingered me off for my first orgasm. We made slow and gentle love for the second one. With the door open – it was never shut on an evening – we held each other and talked love, family, sex and children. I had kept him updated on the events with Linda.

            There was a light knock on the door frame; it was the girls and boys. They wanted to talk about the butt plugs and the dildo. What they really wanted – or I should say Carol – was to use the small dildo in her butt and give first Bob oral and then James and film it while she was doing it.

            ”You do know that I can put two dildos – one over the other – and you can fuck your pussy and ass at the same time doing oral. I think they call that, ‘ plugged tight’ like I was the other night. That is if you want to get really kinky on film,” I said.

            Dad was playing with my clit under the sheet while I was talking and his cock was hard against my leg.

            ”OK, that is the way I want to try it. Can I chose which dildo I want for my pussy?” she asked.

            ”Sure,” I answered.

            She chose the one the size of James for her pussy. There was only one bigger one in the drawer and the six inch was the one destined for her ass. I covered the six with a condom and filled the lube shooter with silicone lube. If she was going to ass fuck the dildo the entire time she was sucking Bob and James off, she would need it.

            Carol had been vocal while Dad and I were making love. Both guys had cum at least twice so they were going to be tough to get off the third time by oral unless the visual of the ass fuck was a big turn on. Although, the camera and video would be a distraction.

            With James and Elsie operating the cameras, I pulled the plug out and inserted the lube shooter and pushed the plunger as I withdrew it. I had timed it right, ending up with a small glob at the anus and a little to cover the dildo.

            I helped her start the big one in her pussy as she moved back on it and then the one at her ass hole when it was close enough.

            ”OK girl, they are both started. It’s up to you how you take them,” I said.

            She reached to Robert, pulled his hard cock to her lips and then about half in her mouth and started a rocking motion. On to nearly off and further on.

            I could tell by looking at her face that she was uncomfortable, but she wasn’t giving up. I also could tell as fast as she found a rhythm, it wasn’t the first time she had taken one from each end.

            She kept at the motions and a few minutes later her butt cheeks were slapping the wall. She had both of the dildos to the balls in her. She pushed Bob off for a second.

            ”I got them – they are both as deep as they will go. It feels great. I am loosening up nicely,” Carol said.

            Then she gripped Bob’s hips to get him in the position she wanted and got aggressive at cock sucking and massaging his balls. She was banging her nose against his pubic bone and the wall with her ass on the off stroke. Bob came with a groan, pumping his seeds deep into her mouth.

            He pulled out with James hard cock ready to take its place.

            ”Wait, I want to make a change. I’m so loose, can you swap out the top dildo for one a little bigger?” Carol asked.

            ”Sure! Keep moving while I get one. How much bigger do you want to go?” I asked.

            ”I’m pretty loose – two steps,” Carol said.

            I placed a condom and lube on it and wet the suction cup.

             ”OK, I’m ready – pull off,” I said.

            Elsie was filming from the other side as she did. I quickly made the swap and then lifted the pussy dildo into place and started her back on it. Carol struggled as I knew she would. It was longer and bigger – 7.5 long and 1.5 in diameter. The first one was 6 and 1.25.

            Determined, Carol was making progress – slow progress. I reached under and fingered and rubbed her clit to make things feel better. A few minutes later she reached for James cock. She had half the dildo in her ass and was moving onto it.

            I was watching the dildo to make sure no blood was appearing on it. I heard her gag and knew she had more than half of James’s cock in her throat; that was a far as she normally took it. The gag and cough had a side effect on the muscles in her rectum. Her ass cheeks were against the wall.

            Elsie’s eyes were as big as saucers, the video camera had been filming a close up when it happened that three inches disappeared all at once.

            ”Elsie, film her mouth. I bet she takes all of James in a minute or two,” I said.

            Sure enough – a minute or so later – after a deep breath, she put her hands on James’s hips and pulled, stopping with her nose against him. Bob and Elsie both were filming and would have perfect pictures and video of the moment. Carol had to move James off enough so she could stroke and breathe.

            I was still rubbing her clit when James announced he was cuming. He lunged forward, driving Carol’s ass cheeks against the wall and unloaded his cum the deepest ever in her throat. As that happened, Carol’s legs started trembling and her body shaking. Carol was coming with James, the big dildo in her pussy, the large dildo in her ass.

            As soon as James finished, he pulled away so she could breathe. He went to his knees, he then kissed and held her up. As she recovered, she pulled off those stuck on the wall. The big pussy dildo fell free to the floor. The ass dildo was still stuck in her ass. I gently pulled it out as she stood while dribbling lube on the shower floor. She was beat, exhausted and cock whipped.

            ”I did it, I did it. I finally sucked all of James to the balls. I got ass and pussy fucked at the same time, even if it was by the dildo. I can’t wait to do it again with three real cocks. My throat is sore! I guess that will take a while to get used to,” Elsie said while filled with excitement.

            ”Yes, sip on a glass of crushed ice,” I said.

            The sore throat didn’t slow down her talking any. She described how the dildo in her ass felt going in, how it loosened up and how good it felt after that.

            ”If I wasn’t so tired, I would have tried another bigger dildo,” Carol said.

            ”It is best to stretch gradually and not too big too fast,” I said.

            ”Do you want to shower now?” I asked.

            ”Yes, please,” Carol replied.

            We helped her out and I adjusted the water temperature. She had her arms around James.

            ”How did it feel when I sucked it all in? Did it excite you like it excited me? I had a little cum as my nose touched you,” Carol said.

            ”That’s what made me come when I felt you take it all. I can’t wait to have my cock buried in your ass. It will be so hot to see and feel,” James said.

            Then Elsie and I helped her shower and wash her hair with the guys watching. We dried her off and helped her to my bed to rest while I cleaned up everything.

            James and Bob stepped in the shower, washed up and dried off.

            I had been in a long session. Carol was going to be super sore tomorrow. Her throat would hurt and feel like a desert most of the day and her ass more than a day, I was sure.

            ”Well Elsie, when do you want to try?” I said.

            ”Tomorrow! I’ll wear the butt plug a while longer, maybe even a bigger one. If she can take it, so can I,” Elsie said.

            There was the sibling rivalry thing making an appearance, but that was OK. I wondered how many days it would be before Carol would be doing a pussy ass double penetration on her own with the two boys. Carol was quickly moving along.

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Chapter 23

            An hour later Linda came out naked with a towel draped over her shoulder.

            ”It’s still hot in the house and I didn’t have a swim suit. I thought I would join the girls swimming,” she said.

            I joined Linda and we swam laps for an hour. I needed the exercise; it would help me fit into the wedding dress. The girls were laying on the blanket, drying off and sunning.

            I challenge them to a ten lap race that they accepted – even Linda joined in the fun. Grandma was going to be starter and determine the winner. Elsie beat by an arm’s length. But it was fun, exhausting with all the other swimming, but fun.

            We had finished breakfast and the girls had been gone an hour when Linda showed up to use the computer system. I was working on the desktop with the checkbook paying bills. We had finally gotten paid for all the wheat that had been carried to the mill.

            After checking the livestock, Dad was hauling a couple loads each day to the mill out of our grain bins.

            We were in between the farm rushes. Everything was planted and growing. The only thing to do now was to get ready for corn harvest, go over all the equipment and make sure it was ready to be run hard.

            One thing that I had done was have the ten thousand gallon diesel tank filled again. We had used seven thousand gallons cutting, planting and hauling wheat. We would use twice that shelling corn.

            So far the rains were on time and if they came like that all the way to harvest, we would have a bumper crop. Dad and I had even talked about teaching Elsie how to drive the farm trucks and Carol how to run the tractor with the bush hog cutting the corn stalks.

            One thing Dad and I had talked about was a second combine so James could operate it. If that happened, we surely would need Elsie and me both driving trucks and Bob would be busy with the grain wagon.

            When finished, I went to the bedroom and got cleaned out. I was going to place the dildos on the bathroom wall. With Linda here, maybe she could be convinced to use them on me with the harness.

            If I was going to help Elsie and Carol with their goals in the declining time they were staying at my house, I needed to speed things along.

            I stuck the dildos on the bathroom wall – I added two more than the last time. Two steps bigger – it would be a challenge if I made it. I would be happy with one. I set the video camera on the tripod and placed it as close as to the shower as I dared.

            I placed condoms on them – it just gave me peace of mind that they would be easier to clean – and lightly lubed each one. Then I filled the lube shooter and emptied it in my rectum. I started the camera on record.

            I backed onto the first one, spent five minutes working myself onto it, then stroking and moving until I had relaxed and had loosened up. The second one was easier and the third was the same.

            The fourth – I struggled a little to get it in, that was the one I had stopped at the last time I had played with the dildos.

            I was still working to get it in when there was a knock on the door.

            ”Mary, are you in here?” it was Linda.

            ”Are you alone?” I asked.

            ”Yes,” she replied.

            ”OK, you can come in then close the door, but please be open minded,” I said.

            ”Oh my, what are you doing? Are you trying to hurt yourself?” she asked.

            ”No, I am fine. I’m doing anal stretching. Someday I want to try anal sex and I need to learn how to relax those muscles. It is one of the things on my sexual bucket list. This will help,” I said.

            ”I had a girl friend in the city that raved about anal. She said that without anal it just wasn’t pleasing sex for her,” she said.

            ”There is no mess! How come, I thought it would be messy,” Linda said.

            ”I cleaned out before I started,” I said.

            ”Would you do me a favor?” I asked.

            ”Sure,” Linda said.

            ”Take the camera off the tripod and film me from above and below. Make a few of them close ups,” I said.

            ”OK I can do that,” Linda said.

            I kept working on number four, finally getting it all in. I stayed at it until I was completely relaxed and loose. I added a fresh glob of the lube on number five and moved to take it.

            I struggled hard to take it. I was really being stretched as I pushed back and then off a little.

            ”WOW! That is really stretching you,” Linda said.

            Number five was bigger around than number four and only a little longer. Number six was as big around as number five but an inch and a quarter longer. I stayed at number five a long time before I felt the plastic balls against my pussy. Finally I had loosened up and stretched and now was sliding easily on it.

            I told Linda how to fill the lube shooter and to hand it to me. I added a glob on number six, then I pulled off and filled my rectum again. It was a wonder it just didn’t run out onto the floor, I was still gaped. Then I quickly backed onto number six. I had been right, the six was close in size to the five. I felt some stretch but not much.

            What I did feel was the difference in length. It bottomed out before I hit the balls. I stroked and added pressure while ignoring the discomfort. I even tried changing positions on it.

            I straighten up some and was able to gain some more. And then with the gain, I slowly bent over again to see if I could hold the depth I gained. I did, so I repeated the sequence several more times.

            Once I straightened up, I felt my stomach while looking for the tip. I didn’t feel it but I did like the sensation of stroking on it while standing up. I still wasn’t against the balls yet, so I went back to the position that I had gained depth with. After several more minutes I was against the balls.

            I felt my stomach again while stroking. A couple of times I felt the tip moving against my hand, or at least I thought I did. I stroked for another ten minutes. I was loose and could move all around on it with little discomfort.

            ”I’m going to pull off. Take some video of the gape before it closes and then I am finished,” I said.

            ”That’s a big hole,” Linda said.

            ”Lube your hand up and see how much you can get in me – be quick about it,” I said.

            I heard the plunger on the lube bottle a couple times and then fingers started up my ass. First it was two then three than four on a flat hand. Then I could tell she had folded her thumb in and was trying for the knuckles. She kept turning her hand and pushing and turning.

            She placed her other hand around my hip and across my midriff so I couldn’t move away from the fist to gain leverage. I felt it slowly slipping in. Then there was a pop and it was in to the wrist.

            ”What do I do now,” she asked.

            ”Keep going! Describe to me what you feel, see how deep you can go. I’ll tell you to stop if I need to,” I said.

            She gained a couple more inches before I felt the need to stop.

            ”I guess the camera is too far away for you to get it,” I said.

            ”No, I can get and it is still on. Besides, you are going to follow anywhere my hand takes you,” she said with a laugh.

            ”Oh so true,” I said.

            ”Got it and filming,” she said.

            ”Stroke it a few times,” I said.

            ”You have loosened up some in there,” she said.

            ”Try going a little deeper each time,” I said.

            I tried to feel my stomach to see if I could feel her hand.

            ”Pull your hand nearly out and go back all the way in and stroke me. Let me see how that feels.” I said.

            We did that for a few minutes. It was time to quit.

            ” Take more video if you can and slowly take it out,” I said.

            It took five minutes at least to take it out and it hurt a lot worse than going in. Finally it was out.

            ”There is an even bigger gape than before,” Linda said.

            I started squeezing to close it, working with the Kegel exercises. As I was doing them I pulled the condoms off and into the trash they went. I put some Dawn in the bathroom sink, placed the dildos in and filled it with hot water.

            Linda and I took a shower and I used the wand to wash my rectum out at full blast. Linda gave her hand a good scrubbing. There was lube running down both my legs that I had to soap like all hell to get rid of. That was the one thing I hated about the silicone based lube. It was a mess to clean up.

            We rested on the bed and I did Kegel exercises for thirty minutes, then took a break from them.

            Linda and I talked about her experience fisting me. She wasn’t terribly upset and expressed some interest about trying anal with the small dildo. Linda decided that she would help next time I wanted to do anal.

            We also came up with the idea that we should try the fisting with me on my back on the bed or table so we both could see any action in my stomach. It stood to reason that there should be movement visible in my abdomen with the fist and possibly the big dildos.

            I had three more sizes to go to be able to take James and then the last one to be able to take Dad. There were still challenges ahead. I did exercises every thirty minutes for the rest of the morning.

            Dad and James were home in time for lunch. After lunch they were going to make more feed for the pigs and chickens. That was an every two week job now. Pig was an understatement – they ate all the time and anything that got in the pen was fair game. They were growing just as fast.

            When the ground feed was finished they were going to the dealer and look at used combines. According to the salesman, they had several with low hours. There were too many in stock and the owners wanted them sold and off the lot.

            After lunch we did a 69 session, getting Linda off twice and me once. Then we went out to tan. We had turned the fourth time when we heard the Jackson Gator stop in front of the house.

            I wondered if Grandma was with them? A few minutes later Elsie, Carol and Bob came out naked and carrying two blankets. I expected a fire storm, but that didn’t happen.

            ”I suspected all of you were tanning together, and now there is confirmation. I guess it could be worse, but at least I know you will watch for each other,” Linda said.

            Blankets were spread and the girls applied lotion to each other and to Bob’s back. Bob was lying face down on the blanket. I was sure it was to hide an erection. Linda was watching closely. I wondered what would happen when it came turn over time.

            Turn over time came in a flash; it was the fastest thirty minutes ever. The girls turned and oiled each other and me. Then I oiled Linda. Bob was still on his stomach.

            When I finished Linda, I tapped his leg. ”Roll over young man,” I said. He was half staff and growing.

I started with his face and worked my way down his body, ignoring the fully erect cock. The only thing left was his cock and balls. Linda was watching intently. With a palm loaded with oil I oiled the balls and then the cock.

            When I finished I slapped his cock. ”Down boy,” I said.

            After his expression of pain, it deflated like a popped balloon. Linda’s expressions were priceless. First was the reaction to his pain and surprise that I had done that. And then she fought hard the urge to giggle or laugh.

            I went back, set the timer and lay on my back. I kept looking across the girls to read expressions from them and Linda.

            The next time the turn alarm went off, everyone decided they still had enough oil.

            With tomorrow being Saturday, there were just four more days to the wedding but everything was ready. I had reserved a motel room to change our clothes and told them we needed it to be ready for us to occupy at 10 AM. As soon as we got the kids in the room, Dad and I were going to get the license at the court house.

            I had researched places to do a small ceremony, but without all kinds of advanced arrangements, they were few. I did find one called the Wedding Chapel that agreed to do just a small wedding.

            That night after supper and showers, I explained to Bob about the slap. To make up for the slap, Bob and I joined up and I attempted to screw his brains out, starting with aggressive oral.

            I went full Amazon on him. He fucked me missionary, cow girl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, on the bed, on the floor and once with me sitting on him in the chair. Each time it deflated I sucked him back hard for one more time, until he could not get it up any more.

            Dad and James took care of the girls, swapping several times while I wore Bob’s ass out.

            Dad and I washed each other in the shower and I washed Bob’s cum out of me. Then Dad and I made love for the last orgasm for the night.  

            Sunday we loaded the Pete and both six wheelers to take to the mill on Monday. The rest of the day was laid back with rest and relaxation. Dad joined James and me tanning out by the pool.

            It was nearly seven when the Jackson grandkids joined us. They had a family cookout and spent the day under the shade tree with their Mom, Grandma and Grandpa.

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Chapter 22

Is anyone here? Are we alone for a while?” she said.

            ”Yes, should be alone until the four or so,” I said.

            ”Good. I been to Seagraves Industries. Part of the work I have been doing was for a project for them. I decided to see them face to face and I also asked them about all the jobs they had posted just out of curiosity,” Linda said.

            I have to go back tomorrow to check in on the project. They are going to evaluate their needs for the engineering group and may come up with a offer for my skills,” Linda said.

            ”Can you play for a while?” she said.

            ”Yes,” I said with a wink and a smile.

            ”Good – let me get out of these duds. I had forgotten just how restricting all this was . I am about to suffocate and I need to shower to get rid of deodorant, it’s making me itch,” Linda said.

            ”OK lets shower together. I’ll get rid of the pickle odor,” I said.   

            It was a long shower when the touchy feel was added. We both used the wand to freshen up.

            With the quilt on the bed we started playing. A 69 was the first thing we did. Linda wanted to please me and I suggested that we please each other at the same time. An hour later and two orgasm’s each we declared a break. Just lying there resting we talked more. The conversation turned about her job, the city, her marriage and the kids- again.

            Linda had been unhappy inside and maintaining a positive attitude for the girls for a long time.

            At work her department that once had ten people in it and now was down to five. She was the most senior person. During the transition from ten to five there had been no pay raises and no overtime just flat pay yet they were expected to keep up. Pressure was always on or risk termination. With Bob Sr’s job problems she had stayed with to keep the job sometimes working sixty hours.

            Ten minutes later I was fastening the strap-on in place with a smaller dildo than we used yesterday attached to it. Linda wanted to start smaller and then increase size to the next bigger one.  When I was finished she was within inches of it looking at the condom I had intended to place on it. I wondered? I moved the dildo to her lips.

            ”Kiss it, lick it, suck on it. I am going to use it pleasure you. Make love to it like you want it to make love to you.” I said.

            ”I have never done that,” she said.

            Always a first time,” I said.

            She hesitantly kissed it and then opened her mouth and inserted the knob. I guess she thought it would taste or something. But it didn’t I had cleaned all the toys best as I could.

            ”That’s it let your tongue slide over it then swallow it. Take it deeper, that ‘s it. Go deeper I can help you but I rather you d it on your own,” I said.

            She kept going and hit the gag reflex.

            ”There is that pesky gag reflex. I will show you how to overcome that another time. Play with your pussy. That’s it. Rub it. Finger it. Does it feel good? I think it’s time to give you the pleasures you crave. Roll the condom on my cock,” I said.

            I opened the condom and handed it to her. When she had finished I helped her off the floor and kissed her. There was a tongue dual that she lost. As I kneaded her breasts and rolled the nipples she moaned and her knees started to weaken.

            I pushed her back on the bed and as her head hit the pillows my lips latched on to her clit and I sucked, licked the tip and pulled on it. She spread her legs wider then arched her groin up at my face. I moved up and rubbed the dildo against her clit. Linda moaned and whimpered.

            ”Please fuck me and don’t’ tease me any more – I need to feel it so bad,” she said. 

            I notched  to the entrance and pushed. I did not stop until our clits were touching. Then I began stroking, adding pressure, circles when deep and more pressure.   I pounded short stroked, long stroked.

            I was over her so I found her lips and kissed her. Propping myself up one are the other hand found her breasts and a nipple. I squeezed rolled and pinched that nipple.

            Linda went wild under me thrusting back violently a couple times. Her intensity was growing with her need. Her vocals changed pitch – she was that close. I wasn’t going to deny her any longer so I doubled my effort.

            ”Oh God I’m cuming,” Then she let out wail. Her legs went straight out like she was in a cramp then just as fast they were locked against me. She was trembling against my groin.

            ”Oh , oh, please don’t stop,” she said as her legs relaxed. I picked up the pace and pounded her as hard as I could. Her legs went back. I had perfect angle and leverage. I had one of her breasts in each hand and squeezed. I pushed so hard with the pounding  her body was sliding towards and against the head board there was no escape now- not that she wanted to.

            Her eyes were open and then closed, her mouth was open and then closed. There were moans and groans loud enough to wake the dead. And then, ” I want more and harder,” she said.

            ”Oh God, Oh God. So good I’m cuming again, again,” she said.

             There was a squeal and a convulsion and then she collapsed and passed out.  I pulled out and stepped off the bed. I grabbed the quilt and pulled it down so her neck could straighten out. The quilt was saturated.  Her breathing slowly returned to normal.

            I removed the harness and sat beside her on the bed and waited for her to return to earth.  When her eyes opened I kissed her.

            ”You are among the living. I believe you really enjoyed your trip. Are you OK?” I said.

            ”More than OK, I’m satisfied like never before. I’m happy,” she said. ”But what about you?”

            ”Twice,” I said.

            What do we do now?” she said.

            ” I give you a lesson on the gag reflex, then shower and then we go out to the pool to  work on tans and recuperate,” I said. 

            ” Sounds good to me,” Linda said.

            I placed the  four smallest of the dildos on the bathroom wall so I could stand and demonstrate. The 6, 7,  7.5 and 8  were the ones.

            ”You have to learn to ignore the gag reflex  just go past it and then you have to learn breathing technique at the same time. For now let’s work on the reflex that is the hardest one,” I said.

            ”Do you do oral on Robert,” I said.

            ”No he would not experiment or do oral one me so I did not do oral on him. It was by mutual agreement. My girl friends raved about getting oral. It was so frustrating that he would even try,” Linda said.

            ” Foreplay and oral is a part of the spice in a relationship if you use it right. In your case it might have been the piece that helped you with the tough orgasms. Some women need aggressive clitoral stimulation to orgasm;  getting fucked isn’t enough.

            ”Oral on your partner to orgasm takes care of that first quick fuck that most men want to do. In some men that’s all they want to do – wham bam, thank you ma’am. Finished. Done. That short attention span thing,” I said.  

            I kissed and licked the smallest one as I had told Linda to do earlier. I swallowed it until I hit my gag reflex and put my finger at my lips to market it.

            ”That deep is where I hit my gag reflex. I have played with toys and an occasional cock  enough that my gag reflex is minimal almost none existent. But if I just played that deep after a bit I would gag. I have learned to go by it to do what I want to do,” I said.

            I went back to the dildo and went to the balls and then went at like I was trying to get it to cum.  After a few minutes I stopped and moved to the next longer one and continued. 

            At the 7.5 I took her hand and placed on my throat as I swallowed it to the balls and made love to it so she could feel it sliding in my throat.

            ”Now it is your turn. For me I breathe in at the beginning of a stroke and stroke twice and exhale then stroke twice and inhale on the next,” I said.

            ”Don’t stop when you hit the reflex  change the angle so it will slide down your throat keep going it will feel strange but you will get the hang of it,” I said.

            It took a while almost thirty minutes with some gagging but she mastered the first two. She was pleased with herself.  I suggested we stop and go tan and do more later. I had changed my mind I was worried that taking the next two so soon would cause her throat to be sore and discourage her from continuing.

            At the pool I changed tactics some. The thought that she gaped so easily and again today left me wondering why. If she was getting as little sex as she said she should have been tight and the gap closed immediately. Instead of oiling her up immediately I started foreplay.

            With kisses hugs sucking,  breasts and nipple play I had her squirming on the blanket in minutes. When the play moved to her pussy I found her to be wet and slippery. We had just showered before we came out here.

            I sucked, licked, teased clit. I licked and tongue fucked her vagina – easily. I started with two fingers added a third as her orgasm hit. I never stopped even though she was flooding. With a stronger attack on her clit I added the fourth finger. I did half circles with my arm and wrist. I also flattened out my hand as wide as I could. I listened for signs of discomfort and there was none. She had her hands on my head holding my mouth to her clit as I sucked, licked and nibbled.

            I withdrew my hand enough to fold my thumb to palm and worked its way back in. I repeated the half circles that were easier this time with my thumb not hitting things like my chin and her thighs. With added pressure my knuckles were in a little.

            With more pressure I was in to my wrist. Linda went wild. I was struggling to breathe she was holding my head so tight as she was thrusting at my head. Her legs were locked behind my head holding me in place. I began a thrusting motion with my hand in her pussy adding speed and depth. In this position I was uncomfortable.

             She was cuming I could feel her pelvic muscles clamping and releasing on my hand. She was telling the world she was cuming so loud I could hear it with my ears covered by her clamping legs

            I was glad I kept my fingernails cut real short as long ones could have caused real damage as hard as I was thrusting. I could feel her cervix and rubbed my fingers around the crown of it. One by one I carefully folded my fingers into a fist inside of her and added three more inches to the stroke. Her legs relaxed then clamped even tighter.

            ”Oh God  I’m cuming again,” she said. Thirty seconds later she screamed a guttural scream that I even felt with my fist and totally collapsed her legs flopped down her hands fell away from my head. She lost the contents of her bladder  as I withdrew my hand.

            I expected to see blood on my hand but there was none. She was still breathing and every now and then her body would tremble with her legs shaking.  I was dripping in urine, not something I was fond of.

            I dropped into the pool on the deep end and swam under water to wash myself off. At the shallow end I stood bent over and washed my hair with the pool water. I dried off and lay beside Linda and waited for her to recover.

            Fifteen long minutes later she touched my arm then rolled on top of me penned my arms down. She kissed me trying to find my tonsils.

            ”What did you do to me?” she said.

            ”I’m not sure but it must have been good,” I said.

            ” I won’t be able to walk right for a week. Can we do it again tomorrow?” she said her eyes dancing.

            ”As often as you want,” I said.

            We both could hear the Jackson gator coming. ” Showers,” we both said.

            I closed the bedroom door behind us and we waited until the water got hot enough to step under. We washed each other and I used the wand to wash her pussy out.

            I pointed to the dildos still hanging on the tile wall. She did the first two like a pro and struggled with the third but did go all the way down on it. I rubbed her throat as she did.

            ”Good girl you’re getting the hang of it. Get a glass of crushed ice in the kitchen for the sore throat,” I said.

            We dried, dressed and she kissed me again. I dried the dildos and put them away.  

            ”There you are.  We see you have been tanning without us again, ” Carol said.

            ”What else was the panther doing? Hmm,” Elsie said.

            ”Pizza is supper tonight,” I said.

            There were two balls of dough left in the freezer. I would need to make more.  It would be a good time to put the apron on the girls and take pictures with them covered in flour.       

            That thought was reinforced when Elsie said,” The carpenters are not coming tomorrow. They are short on material and cannot get an inspection they need until the following day to continue on.” We can stay here tomorrow.

            ”Good tomorrow you can help me cook and help me can. If that is OK with Mom,” I said.

            ”That’s fine I going to go back to Seagraves Industries in the morning I thought of a couple more things they need to look at. Take pictures for me. I’m going to go spend some time with Dad and mom,” Linda said.

            Dad and James came home as Linda was leaving. It was perfect time to go get the girls dresses and Bob and James a suit and tie.

            I sent them to the showers, the girls to mine and the boys upstairs. I explained to Dad that he needed to take the boys and I would take the girls and please not to tell them why they needed them.

            We were back in two hours. I bought them matching dresses off the rack. Short but not too short. Cleavage exposed but not too much exposure. They were be great for what we wanted. Everything was ready six days to marriage.

            Dad and I talked more about getting married tonight. I guess we were checking each other about second thoughts. There were none. We made slow passionate love listening to the boys rocking the girls world. Thirty minutes later they had changed partners and were at it again.

            At 7 we were eating breakfast. With the girls assisting they helped cook sausage, pancakes, eggs and bacon.  Orange juice was the concentrated kind – just thaw, open, and mix with water.

            I was making mental notes as I went along with the added freezers and bigger pantry I could keep a month or more food ahead. Paper products I could buy in quantity for better pricing now that I had a place to store things. With the computer I could make a printed list of the things we used and had on hand to create easy shopping list.

            The girls wanted to bake cakes, cookies and pies to take over to Grandma Jackson. I had no problem with that at all. I suggested that they make two of each one for here and one to give Grandma.

            With the canning in progress and the ovens going it was going to be HOT in the kitchen.  I stripped standing in just my thong and pulled the top strap of the too small apron over my head and adjusted it so that it just covered the dark ring of my nipples. Then I lifted the apron some and tied the side strings tight at the top of my hips.

            By pulling the apron like that it puckered the upper portion so cool air could get at my breasts. It also lifted the bottom up so the apron was like a mini skirt and being too small it left the back completely open. Both my ass cheeks were fully exposed. With  the fan blowing air would plenty of access to me.

            They looked at me with a questioned look.

            ”It’s going to get really hot in here,” I said. I handed each of the girls a too-small apron,  they were all I had and as a joke the two chef’s hats I had.  When they were finished dressing in the apron by copying how I had adjusted the apron and hats. I took several pictures to send to Linda later.              

            First was to get the water boiling with the jars submerged to sterilize them and the ingredients and pickles cooking.  I made them do all the work and took pictures.

            With that going on and the wait they made pizza dough to put in the freezer. I watched them knead, roll, pound the mix roll it over and repeat with flour flying. I took more pictures and video. By the time they were finished both has flour hand prints on bare ass cheeks and on their faces. It must be human nature that when you needed to wipe your hands  the butt cheeks was the spot.

            With the pizza dough  finished  we started on cakes and pies. There was a debate on if they wanted yellow cake with chocolate frosting or chocolate cake with white frosting.

            ”That’s an easy answer girls, do one of each then cut them in half mate them together,” I said. A little while later in the oven the two cakes went. More pictures and video for Linda.

            It was time for the next and final steps in the pickle process. The jars were filled with pickles, placed in the cooker to seal them, and then allowed to cool. It would take days to get the pickle juice odor out of the kitchen from the little mishaps created by inexperience.

            The cakes came out and onto the cooling rack. More pictures with smiles and flour – covered asses.

            Then we worked on pies and cookies.  Apple and chocolate pies went into the oven.  The girls were working on cookie batter and, of course, there was another debate.

            The winner was oatmeal, peanut butter, chocolate chip and walnut cookies. I would definitely need to resupply after this.

            It was while all the thick cookie batter mixing was going on all that heavy stirring that led to bouncy boobs and bouncy ass cheeks that the silence was broken.

            ”I always hated a hot kitchen but I never thought of that,” it was Grandma.

            ”I didn’t think of making cookies as exercise but I can see where it might be with all that bouncy  action going on,” Linda said. Both were laughing.

            They had snuck quietly I had seen them out of the corner of my eye when they came in. They had been in about ten minutes quietly watching from the living room.

            We had a good laugh but the girls kept learning, paper – on the cookie sheets and spray on another. A tablespoon of cookie dough for this kind of cookie. For the other kind it had to be rolled into a little ball and placed on the cookie sheet. Set the timer and work on the next cookie sheets while waiting for the cookies to get slightly brown. The double oven with different temp controls was a life saver.

            When they finished the dough it was time for frosting. Luckily I had the canned stuff for the white.  But the chocolate was going to be home made.

            I read the directions off the card as they did it. I let them mix it by hand and add the chocolate to taste.

            Grandma and Linda were the tasters for the final icing mix. All the cookies were done and on the wire rack cooling, the ovens were off and the dozen pickle jars were on the rack cooling.

            ”Take some cookies over to Linda and Grandma and let them taste your handy work. Then go get cleaned up,” I said as I was taking the last pictures.

            ”I am going to get in the pool and cool off Carol said.

            ”Put the apron in the hamper and grab a towel as you go by and jump in. I will be out later,” I said.

            They didn’t need to be told twice as they left quickly.

            I picked up a sample of the cookies to taste while I talked with the elders waiting for a scolding about the cooking attire.

            ”These cookies are good they did a great job following instructions,” I said.

            ”Is that apple pie I smell? Grand ma said.

            ”Yes and it is still warm and I have some vanilla ice cream. Would you like to  do a taste test?” I said.

            ”I thought you would never ask,” Linda said.

            I cut two pieces and added a big scoop of ice cream and watched them eat while I finished my cookies.

            ”Decadent  just decadent to be that good,” Grandma said.

            ”That settles it, I’m helping make the next pies, with the short apron and bare assed it might be fun,” Linda said. We all broke out laughing.

            ”I need to use the computer system for a while, do you want me to take you home or do you want to stay Mom?” Linda said.

            ”I’ll stay a while and sit by the pool with the girls then they can take me home when I get ready,” Grandma said.

            ”Half of this is yours to take home when you do go,” I said.

            My apron joined the others in the hamper, with my towel, the blanket and lotion we joined the girls who were still swimming laps.

            I joined grandma in a chair watching the girls.

            ”To be young again and that carefree. It does my heart to good watch and see them. I have missed so much of them growing up,” Grandma said.

            ”I’m going to hate to see them go,” she said.

            ”Maybe things will work out and they can stay much longer than you think,” I said.

            ”I can only hope,” she said.

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Chapter 21

At the store we each took a cart. Linda had called Grandma and asked if there was anything she needed. She had a short list that we could fill even by shopping together.

            We had not been in the store ten minutes when I ran in to friends from school.

            ”Hi Mary, we hear you are going to video school this year. I wish I could. There is just so much messy stuff going on I don’t even want to go in the building any more. Did you hear that Wanda Smithers got knocked up?” Sam asked.

            ”They said she went to a party: drugs, booze – the works. Drugged and drunk, she agreed to pull a train, not realizing what they meant until after she got separated from her date. She thought it was a line of coke they were talking about. They don’t know who the father is until it is born for DNA testing,” what a shame.

            ”Well that is one good reason not to go to parties unless you go as a group and watch out for each other. With the designer drugs today, even then it is risky,” I said.

            ”This is my cousin Linda from the city,” I said.

            ”Linda, this is Samantha and Billy Joe,” I said.

            ”Linda, I like your shorts! I wish mine fit me that good. Mary’s look good to. Mary, do all the girls in your family have bodies made for short shorts? I bet you get asked for dates all the time, you lucky girl. Mary gets asked out all the time and turns them down cold,” Billy Joe said.

            ”Maybe I just kiss and don’t tell,” I said.

            ”Naw, you wouldn’t get away with it. Those boys would be bragging, telling everybody they got close to those headlights you walk around with,” Samantha said.

            ”There is your answer right there. Leave the ones with loose lips and big mouths alone,” I said.

            ”Have they got a list of the players that put it to Wanda when she couldn’t refuse?” I asked.

            ”Yeah, even got video, one of the boys took it and passed it around. You know how dumb they are. They even tried to clean her up and redress her so she wouldn’t know or remember,” she said.

            ”Cops confiscated all the video but there are still copies making the rounds,” she said.

            ”Send me the list of names if you can. I want to see how many guys I predicted would be stupid were stupid,” I said.

            ”See you later – we need to get shopping,” I said.

            ”Wanda was the stuck up type. Big flirt and tease. I wouldn’t doubt it was a set up for her, shame. Can you imagine not knowing who or how many until the cops made you watch the video or played it in a court room full of people?” I asked.

            ”That would be really bad,” Linda said.

            We finished our list.

            ”Is this where you got the shorts?” she said.

            ”Yes, follow me,” I said as I led her to the clothing section.

            She asked the size of what she had on. She then picked out four designs that she liked.

            ”What size do you think my girls are?” she asked.

            ”The same,” I answered.

            She picked out more and then went on an even bigger shopping spree. She picked out an assortment sports bras, wide and narrow and then thongs. In another section she picked out two packs of lady razors, two cans shaving gel, condoms and two bottles of the liquid lube I used.

            ”No need of using all yours playing with me,” she said with a smile.

            We went to my house first; I had frozen things and she didn’t. The Jacksons’s other Gator was sitting next to the one Linda came in this morning.

            The girls were out by the pool. I made a quick trip to make sure there were no boys with them. There weren’t. Linda helped me bring in my groceries and her bags of clothes. She was helping me put them away when the girls came in.

            Linda – her back to them, in double pony tails, short shorts and cutoff tee – didn’t register.

            ”Where is Mom? I thought she was here,” Elsie said.

            ”Mom is right here. Did you get everything done for Grandma?” Linda said to stunned faces as she turned.

            The cutoff tee showed half of the minimal sports bra. She had been placing things on the upper shelf and it was hung up on the top of the bra. The short shorts showed bare where there had been hair and possibly the beginning folds of a slit if you looked close enough.

            ”You didn’t answer my question young ladies,” Linda said.

            ”Yeah, everything,” Elsie answered.

            ”Mary, what happened? Did Aliens from space abduct Mom or something?” Carol asked.

            ”It was or something,” I said.

            The dining room table was cleared and the bags dumped. Linda pulled four pair of shorts, four pair of the thongs, two small and two of the wider sports bras, one can of the jell, one pack of the razors, one of the lube and one box of the condoms off to the side.

            ”These are mine. Divide the rest equally, then try them on right over there. I want to see what they look like on you,” she said as she pointed.

            She waited as they stripped and did a fashion show.

            ”Carol, you are showing under boob. Pull the boob up so there is none of that,” Linda said.

            ”What do you think Mary,” Linda said.

            ”I think you did a good job guessing sizes. They look good,” I said.

            ”Girls, you can wear them here and when you re out with Mary, but NOT over at Grandma’s house. Do you understand?” she said. She added the can of jell, razors, one bottle of lube and one box of condoms over to the girls pile.

            ”Yes Mom, perfectly clear,” Elsie and Carol said.

            There were surprised expressions and open mouths as what had just happened. Linda had just given them permission to be sexually active. The shaving gel and razors were one thing, but the bottle of lube and condoms were a green light.

            ”Go put them in your room. Mary said you each have a place to put them,” Linda said.

            After they left, she handed me the box of condoms and the other bottle of lube, ”Maybe we can play again tomorrow,” she said.

            ”Anytime,” I replied.

            ”Next week midweek, Dad and I have to go to Metro for the day, can the three of them go with us? It will take most of the day,” I said.

            ”Sure,” Linda said.

            We put Linda’s things and her clothes in the Gator and then she changed back into the things she had on this morning. I placed my stuff in the hamper.

            Out of sight of the girls she kissed me, ”It was new to me but I enjoyed every minute. I can’t wait to be with you again,” she said.

            After she left, both girls were in front of me. ”OK; spill – what did you do to Mom?” they both demanded.

            ”I tried to release a cougar but I think the biggest panther alive slipped out the gate first,” I said.

            To change the subject “Did you girls bring good dresses and did Bob bring a suit and tie when you came from the city?” I asked.

            ”No, we didn’t think we would be going to any where fancy. Why?” Elsie asked.

            ”We have a trip planned on Wednesday that requires better than shorts. I will take you in to town to get them. She approved you going but please do not say anything else to her about it. It would be best if it slipped her mind,” I said.

            I was working on supper when the men came home. There was an immediate excited huddle in the living room with the girls and Bob about their mother.

            ”What? I don’t believe you,” Bob said then added, ”NO way.”

            I took Dad to the office, ”Wednesday is the day we are getting married. I told Linda we wanted to take the kids to Metro that day but not what for. She approved them going,” I said.

            “I am going to try on the wedding dress tonight. Either way, we need to take them to get dresses and a suit. They have none with them,” I said.

            ”I hope you are excited as I am,” I said.

            ”You know I am,” Dad said as he picked me up off the floor and plastered me with kisses and hugs.

            ”Good because I am super horny. I need the first one hard and fast. Maybe you should rest a bit; it will be that kind of night,” I said.

            ”How about we try out the furniture and you have Elsie take pictures for that album you want,” Dad said with a wink.

            ”Kinky idea. I like it. Can I expand on what I want in pics for the album? I’m thinking a threesome or foursome,” I said.

            ”You want to go real kinky – sounds interesting,” Dad said.

            Supper was filled with multiple discussions. Dad talked about the beans we had planted. The last two hundred acres planted with our own beans looked as good as the commercial seeds. The only question was, would they produce as good as the commercial? It would take four months to find out.

            If they were obviously bad they could be cut for hay – a terrible prospect. Cows did not like soybean hay because of the tough bean stalk, even if it was cut and run through a hay crimper to crush the stalk so they would dry faster. They would only eat it to keep from starving. They would eat it better if it was sprayed with liquid molasses.

            Besides that, what would we do with that much hay? The other possibility was to disc it up and get in two hundred acres of early wheat. None of those were enticing; Dad liked to rotate crops as much as possible.

            With the dishes in the dishwasher I did a wash out and then a shower. I then removed Mom’s wedding dress from the cedar chest in the closet.

            It looked brand new – which it should have for being worn just once and dry-cleaned. I pulled it on without bra and panties. I struggled and wiggled and gently pulled my boobs and butt. Finally it was in place. I walked to full length mirror and almost cried. With a change in hair and a little lipstick, I was my mother – a perfect match to the wedding photo on the wall.

            I very carefully folded the dress and put it away.

            In the living room I told Elsie, James, Bob, Carol and Dad to go shower and then come back to the living room. I made things ready to play.

            I put another new SD card in the camera, putting the one with Linda in the hiding place until I had a chance to make a folder with them and put on a thumb drive. The new video camera was loaded, charged and ready to go.

            The blankets were placed on the couch and floor in places I wanted and on the big table to try different things. Setup was going to be tricky.

            When Dad had finished showering, I sent him out and used the lube shooter to place silicone where it needed to be placed, just in case it went that way.

            The group was waiting for me. I handed to video camera to Elsie, ”Read the quick use section. You are the video gal. Carol you are the still pictures girl,” as I handed her the camera. “I don’t want anyone elses face in the video or pictures but mine and Dad’s for now. I want plenty of pictures and video,” I said.

            ”Because Elsie is recording with sound, no talking except for the lovers – for the lack of a better term. Elsie, if you need something to have us reposition to get the best angle, stop recording and say cut, stop or wait so we can make the changes.”

            “Carol can take pictures as she sees things that look like fun or are interesting. Grunts, groans, slurps and I’m cuming are OK,” I said.

            ”James and Bob, you are going to be involved along the way so don’t be edging,” I said.

            ”Dad and I will start first and then add James and Bob. Dad, you are going to have to respond to things I say in a sexual way,” I said.

            Are you ready Elsie, Carol?” I asked.

            ‘‘Yes,” they said.

            I positioned Dad where I wanted him.

            ”OK, start filming,” I said.

            ”Hi lover. I have been waiting for you,” I said.

            ”I see and you are horny and needing me to take care of you,” Dad said.

            ”Yes, very horny and very needy,” I said.

            I moved to him and started kissing, hugging and stroking his now hard cock. I kissed my way to his cock. I sucked his cock going deeper and deeper until I had it all down my throat, my nose against his body.

            I heard Elsie, ”Damn!” then Carol going ”Shush!”

            I continued the slow blow job all the way off to all in slow and then fast while controlling my breathing. I was enjoying feeling him getting close to cuming. I knew he was close when he put his hands on my head.

            ”Honey, I’m going to cum,” Dad said.

            I pulled off to short stroke so I could get my lungs full. I nodded a signal – I had agreed weeks ago to let him know I was ready. He shoved deep and face fucked me with long strokes. Twenty strokes later he pulled me tight and held.

            ”Here it cum’s, swallow all of it honey. Oh, yes,” Dad said.          

            Elsie had the camera so close I could see it with my in the corner of my eye. Dad’s cock was pumping and I was swallowing straight to my stomach. I tapped the side of his legs telling him I needed air. I pulled off slowly my lips tight around his cock to milk every drop.

            I was breathing through my nose as soon as it was possible. I turned first to Carol so she could get a couple good pictures and then to Elsie and pulled clear of his cock.

            I stood up and kissed him with a cum flavor. ”Thank you, I wanted that so much,” I said.

            ”It’s your turn to be pleased now,” Dad said.

            Dad started kissing me, my lips and neck, sucking on my nipples before a long lick at my slit.

            He put me in the big lounge chair, pushed my legs back and wide. I put my arms through them and held them. He attacked my vulva and clit with a mission in mind. Ten minutes later I was announcing my way through my first orgasm of the night.

            I gave the cut sign, ”I need to pee and to get a drink,” I said.

            Dad followed me to the bathroom where after the tinkle we set up the next play.

            Back in the living room, James and the girls would soon be pounding groins if I had not interrupted them.

            ”Soon boys, you will be part of the play,” I said.

            Dad was already back to life but I sucked his cock for the camera. He picked me up and lay me on a blanket on the new table with my legs back and slid his cock in, then fucked me to another mind-blowing vocal orgasm for the camera.

            With his cock still in me, we moved to sitting on the edge of the table. He slow fucked me that way while playing with my breasts, sucking and kissing as I came down from the orgasm. Laying me back down, he pulled out so the cameras could film the gape close up and they did.

            He cut the cameras and asked me what I wanted to do next. I told him and then asked if it was alright. He smiled and nodded.

            With all three in a half moon, I started sucking. I knew it would only take a few moments for Bob and James to cum. I was not wrong and both were vocal as they were told to be. Alternating between them I kept Dad hard and revived the two boys. I knew they would come back quickly and they did.

            We moved the pillows around on the couch and with some doing, James was on his back. I straddled him and had his cock as deep as I could get it in my pussy. Robert worked his cock up my ass. It was not as easy as it looked on the porn videos and pictures.

            ”Boys, you have got to work out a rhythm so get with it and figure it out,” I said.   

            It took ten minutes to get figured out with the girls laughing like crazy. When they had I moved my upper torso off to the side and pulled Dad to my mouth, I said ”I want all three of you to cum in me,” before I swallowed his cock.

            Thirty minutes later with a sore pussy, ass and throat, they had done just that. I was sure I was done for the night but that was proved wrong later. The cameras got another gape shop, this time my ass. I lifted off James and they got another. It was going to take a lot of exercises to close back up. Big cocks had been in my pussy for three hours.

            While sitting on towels on the couch, Elsie connected the camera to the TV and we watched and heard the action.

            Bob and James had lived the school boy fantasy a few days ago and tonight I got my fantasy – three holes filled with the men I cared about. I had worried about the double penetration but it turned out to be easy. Now I was looking forward to doing it with James and Dad with the big cocks filling my holes.

            I was sure I was going to be disappointed as they would be, when the Jackson house was completed and they went back there full time.

            I now had four cards to make pictures from plus some nice video for a home movie and we were just getting started. A lot of things needed to happen in the three weeks left before they went back to Grandpa’s.

            ”Will you allow us to make videos and take pictures of us fucking? I would like to have those things with James and your Dad for keepsakes. We may never get to do these things again with friends we really like and men that are hung,” Carol said.

            ”You took three cocks, I can’t believe it. I got to try it at least once!” Elsie said.

            ”Me too, at least once. Will you help us?” Carol asked.

            ”We have three weeks to make that happen. You have to realize that pictures and videos can be very damaging later in life,” I said.

            We cleaned everything up. I took the cards out of the cameras and put them away. The girls and guys disappeared quickly. First the shower was running and then the serenade from the girls.

            Dad and I both showered and I rinsed out. We made slow and gentle love, rewarding each other with one more orgasm for the night. We woke up at six still cuddled in each other’s arms.

            I made breakfast for the group before they headed to the Jackson house.

            I set up for canning pickles today again today. Hot sun and dry conditions had slowed growth. After I finish picking, I turned on the sprinklers for the garden.

            By eleven I was done. Dad and James were setting up the final metal racks in the new pantry; the rest of the order had finally come in. When they finished, they left in the dually.

            ”We are going to check out Amos’ beans to see if they all came up. By the way, we are going to have to grind more feed tomorrow. The pigs are devouring it and growing. And then we are going over to farmer Browns. He is wanting to sell some of his land and equipment,” Dad said.

            I checked the two new freezers just because. They were both cold as they should be.

            I started transferring all this year’s canning to the new pantry with a basket. I was putting the oldest canned things to the front to be used first.

            Linda showed just after 1230, dressed to the nines.

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Chapter 20

It was late when the Linda dropped the kids off. She had already taken Amos and Grandma home. The treatment had not gone well at all and Amos was in rough shape. They had held him in recovery as long as they could waiting to see if he needed to be admitted before deciding to send him home.

            I was helping Dad and James frame up the wall for the new pantry in the garage when they came home. With it full of junk the place looked small. Now one bay looked huge. It was going to be a real nice pantry there would be room for two nice chest freezers, the racks I wanted, and extra storage.

            We would need them since we were going to have our own hogs to kill. There could be up to four hundred pounds of pork from two grown pigs.

            Then all the roosters could be killed and frozen. Only a few were needed for the hens to lay eggs. There would be no need to feed them. Once they were big enough they would be in the freezer and not eating ground feed. I made a fabulous chicken and dumplings and mouth watering fried chicken.

            Add to that we could have our own beef butchered in town at the locker. Each one would give five hundred pounds of burgers, steaks and roast to go in the freezers.

            The electrician was going to come the day after tomorrow to put in the electric outlets and change up the lights. We also needed an electric heater on a thermostat so things did not freeze if it got real cold. We worked late to get it framed up.

            We disconnected the electric garage door opener and then removed it and the track and bolted the door down permanently. Then we framed up a wall next to it.

            Elsie, Carol, Bob and James showered and went to bed soon after we quit. Dad and I were listened to the vocals while we enjoyed each other. After we were done we talked about marriage again.

            We decided that next week we would go the next town that was a two hour drive and get married that day in a little private ceremony. The state was making progress in changing the laws on incest marriages. There was no blood test needed so we were good on that. We could stop at the courthouse for the license and the justice of the peace to do the ceremony.

            We discussed if we wanted to take Carol, Elsie, Bob and James for witness or not. It was food for thought. Mom’s wedding dress was still in the cedar chest. Tomorrow I would try it on for fit. If not I would wear the best dress I had.

            We talked about a honeymoon. No we could not risk it for the time being. We would save that for later.

            The girls went home immediately after breakfast to help grandpa. Dad went over a few minutes after to see if Amos needed anything and how he was doing. Thirty minutes later Linda came over asking to use the internet.

            ”Sure no problem,” I said.

            I went to the garden picking more cucumbers and checking on the other vegetables. Tomorrow I would be canning pickles again.  I needed to run another load of jars through the dishwasher again and check on enough canning spices and supplies.

            With the cards from Mom’s recipe box I made a list of supplies I needed to complete pickle, beans and beets. Last year I had quit at three canning and let the rest rot on the vine except for a few for home made salads. Now the surplus could be fed to the pigs. There was not much they would not eat.

            This year I was going to can a lot more and send some of it to the Jackson house to make up for grandma  not having a garden or being able to can any of her own things.

            When I finished I put on a bikini and left a note on the table for Linda that I was out by the pool. I carried the blanket and tanning lotion out to the pool. I ditched the bikini on the towel and cleaned the filters, checked the chemicals and added water that was necessary every couple days in this weather.

            With the pool finished I oiled up set the timer and lay out. I had turned three times when Linda came out.  I was laying face down at first looking away from her. When she spoke I turned my head towards her and opened my eyes.

            ”I’m glad that is over with for today. Some days I think they play dumb just to get to video,” she said.

            The timer went off for me to turn again while she was talking.

            ”Wow you have a nice tan,” she said.

            ”Join me if you have time,” I said.

            ”OK. I have the rest of the afternoon,” she said.

            I noticed she was now bare. As she started to apply tanning oil.

            ”Lay back I’ll apply the lotion to give you even coverage all over,” I said.

            ”OK I would appreciate that,” she said.

            I started with her face and did her front side including her breasts that at one time must have been right and high for her build but now have a little sag. I tapped the inside of her leg to spread them so I could oil sensitive parts.

            I could have sworn I heard a soft moan as my oil slick hand covered her vulva to coat it with oil. I also noticed it was definitely slick wet.

             I set the timer and lay back I still had plenty of oil on me not that I needed much as dark as my tan was getting. My face, nipples and vulva I still gave a new coat I didn’t want risk burning those parts.

            ”I had an erotic dream last night. The first one I have had in years. I thought that age was taking its toll on that part of me about like my sex life in the last year or so. I wrote it off to all the stress with work and with the problems with the girls,” she said.

            ”When I got up this morning I shaved my pussy. I decided I wanted try something new and different. In the dream I did things – wanted things I have never considered before. In my dream they were fun and I loved them,” she said.

            ”I dreamed had a threesome and It was fun. I never had that kind of dream before. Then I dreamed I was with another women. I have never ever dreamed about that before.  It must have been good. I woke up at the end of an orgasm and the bed was wet,” she said.

            Without thinking, ”I have had a couple of threesomes and been with another  girl. With the right guys it was pleasures that I will remember forever. There is something special and different being with a woman.”

            ” I don’t know if it the softness of the skin, or the lightness of the touch. May be because we know our own bodies so well and what we like and may be all women can read another so well. With men it is almost like you have to lead them – tell them what you like and want them to do and how to do it,” I said. 

            ”Yes you may be on to something there. I didn’t have an orgasm with Robert for months. He tried hard, maybe to hard but it just didn’t work. I had to jill to get off even as he was in me. Sometimes he just gave up and held me while I finished myself,” she said.

            I wondered why she was confiding in me this way. Was she testing me? Trying to see if I would spill any beans?  Was she hunting for something? What? Did she see me as much older than I was?

            It got quiet until the timer went off and we turned. I oiled her back side and excused myself to go in the house.  I put all the dildo and the strap-on in a bag with a couple condoms and lube and slid it under the bed.

            I stopped and looked out the door before I went out. Linda was on her back one hand in her crotch the other was working on her breast.

            I wondered what to do? She had started all conversations about sex,  about her marital relationship with Robert not once but several times.

            I went out as quietly as I could and knelt beside her on the blanket. Her eyes slowly opened. She was beyond caring trying hard to cum on her fingers.

            I lean over and kissed her and moved my hand to hers and then under hers. At first she resisted the kiss then gave into it. The tips of our tongues found each other and began playing tentatively at first then with a terrible desperate need.

            My fingers found her clit, first light touches doing circles that I liked then straddled it with two fingers.  I slid the fingers past the clit and into the slippery pleasure canal and added a third finger. I applied pressure with my palm to the very erect clit as my fingers stroked the palm manipulated, massaged and added heat and then fingers went back to the clit.

            I moved from her lips to the nipple with my mouth. I sucked as hard as I could and pulled back until it popped free. Then I rolled it between the fingers of my free hand pinching and pulling. I went back to her lips and kissed again.

            Linda suddenly arched her hips and cried out , ”I’m cuming,” then she tried to suck my tongue from my mouth before collapsing moaning. Linda relaxed the pressure on her legs and I was able to remove my drenched hand and dried it on the blanket.

            Linda was looking at me all dreamy eyed and then like she couldn’t believe what had just happened.

            ”We can do better than this,” I said.

            I stood and reached out and helped her up and then led her to the house. In the wall closet I pulled out a old quilt that was now a play on quilt. In dads room I threw the quilt on the bed after I locked the door behind us. It was a good thing that I had given the room a good straightening and clean up this morning.

            I stretched under the bed and pulled out the bag of toys and dumped them on the bed.

            ”I thought this was your Dad’s room,” Linda said.

            ”It is, can you think of a better place to hide something than under your Dad’s bed.  No one is going to look under except the cleaning lady and that is me looking for dust bunnies,” I said.

            ”Good point,” she said.

            I picked up the harness, ”which one do you want me to use?” I asked as I placed them by size in a row.

            ”I don’t know,” she said.

            ”How big is Robert,” I asked.

            ”This one I think,” she said.

            ”You wanted to try different,” I said as I picked one two sizes bigger and an inch or so longer and snapped it into the harness.          

            She  moved to the bed and I guess expected me to just shove it on. Instead I moved tight against her and rested it on her abdomen.  I picked up her hand and placed it at the end of the knob.

            ”I’m going to go that deep in you, remember how deep each you feel me against your clit,” I said.

            I bent down and started kissing her again. I started with the side of her neck, then her face and below her ear. I left a trail of wetness as my lips found hers.  Our tongues dueled. I sucked hers into my mouth  and nibbled on the tip and then pushed mine into her throat until we were both panting.

            I squeezed both breasts and sucked on the nipples and placed kisses all over them and sucked on several places on them. At the bottom of each breasts where they would not be seen with their slight sag I places a small hickey. She had both hands on my head holding my mouth in place as I did.

            When I finished both I kissed a trail to her clit. As soon as I sucked it into my mouth  she lifted thrusting repeatedly at my suction and tongue.

            ”I’m cuming oh , oh cuming,” that finished as a whisper.

            I straightened up and she watched as I rolled the condom on the toy and applied liquid lube.

            Linda’s stare never left my eyes as I notched the toy at her entrance and applied pressure sliding it into her. I added and withdrew watching her eyes and expressions. I had bottomed out clit to clit when her expression and eyes told me she had never been so full.

            I bent over and started kissing her and started stroking.  For someone who said she had trouble cuming, she came quickly and loudly. After locking her legs behind me, holding me deep and tight against her clit, I did circles.  When she relaxed her legs I moved them back and followed her torso locking her legs in place with my arms while I stroked slow and picked up speed.

            I was pounding her hard , deep and fast when she came again. This time it was a little huff and then ,”Oh God,”  then her eyes that never left mine turned full white and she went limp.

            I stayed on top of resting on my elbows as I recuperated catching my breath from the exercise marathon. Swinging a dick is hard work and it’s no wonder my men were always  huffing and puffing when we finished fucking.

            I felt her move and I move to kiss her again. Those eyes that had been staring were now bright and dancing and those lips in a smile.

            ”Three times in one session never before, four times in an afternoon. This is what I have missing all my life,” She said.

            I lifted a little and took her hand and placed it back on her abdomen at the spot she had touched before . There was a single freckle there that I used as a reference.

            ”Remember this spot. Next time we will use one that reaches here and try for four,” I said as I smiled and slid her fingers an inch further towards her breast.

            I backed away pulling the dildo out of her. The gape didn’t close staying the size of the dildo. I wondered if that was the result of childbearing.

            The camera was still on the dresser where Elsie had used it the other day. The SD card Elsie had used was hidden away. There was a new blank one in it. She was still spread wide and her eyes were closed. I took several pictures of the gape even a couple close ups.

            I gave the clit a kiss and a lick, ”come on you smell like sex, we need to shower. We wouldn’t want anyone to get the wrong idea,” I said adding a wink and a smile.

            I led her to the shower and turned the water on including the wand.

            ”I’ll join you in a minute,” I said.

            The condom went into the trash, the strap-on back into the bag the camera back on the dresser. She wanted change so I placed one of the better thongs and a pair of the short shorts  and a small sports bra that would be challenged to be called a bra  with a cut off tee on the bed for her.

            I joined her in the shower, ” hands on the wall,” I said as I pointed.

            With a fluffy soap ball and soft clothe I washed her back from the neck to the ankles including between the cheeks. I turned her around and did the same to her front. Spending an moment on her breast and the V. There were two nice hickeys one on the bottom side of each breast almost hidden by the slight sag.

            I checked the temperature on the wand then slowly inserted it into the still loose tunnel of pleasure. Then I stroked it a few times increasing the water flow.

            ”I wondered what you were going to do with that,” She said as she leaned against the wall and spread a little wider.

            ”It has multiple uses this is just one,” I said. 

            I did a quick wash and then we dried.

            ”My clothes are still out by the pool,” She said.

            ”Today is the day of change for you. You said you wanted something different. The new you while you are here. You can put the old clothes back on before you go back to Dads if you like,” I said. 

            I handed her the thong and helped get it in place at the top of her ass crack. Then the short shorts. They barely covered anything, there was plenty of cheeks hanging out. Well it was what they were designed to show. I tucked the thong down her ass crack so it would it would not be showing.

            Then came the bra. With it nearly in place I reached in and adjusted the boobs lifting them up so none was showing out the bottom and plenty at top.  The areola was barely covered.        I started to hand her the tee and dropped it back on the bed.

            I went into the bathroom and found a brush and two ties. I brushed her hair that was nearly dry. She colored her hair and it had been recently done . I split it onto two parts and pulled each into a school girl pony tail and finished with a comb.  

            I stepped back to look at her. To be thirty seven she looked good, the legs and stomach was still tight, no hanging flesh on the arms. Her ass cheeks were still tight. Other than the breast sag one would never suspect she had three kids. At some point in the past she had spent time in a gym or some home exercise program.

            ”You look absolutely gorgeous, like you are twenty five again,” I said.

            I took the camera and started taking pictures, posing her in every conceivable position – some were very risqué.  

            I dressed with the clothes I had placed on the bed for me: short shorts, a sports bra,  and a shirt I could tie under my big boobs. We went to the pool to bring in the blanket and the clothes. The blanket went in the washer to get rid of any tanning oil. Linda asked if I had a bag to put her clothes in.

            ”I need to go to the box store for some things would you like to go along,” I asked.

            She looked down at how she was dressed and paused.

            ”You’re not going to chicken out are you. You are away from home no one is going to know you. You are free to express yourself – let the cougar out.   You can put the tee on if you want a little cover up,” I said.

            ”OK,” she said. The cut off tee was a couple inches below the bra.

            I grabbed the list and off we went in my truck.

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            Proof read by Bob W.

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Chapter 19

            After breakfast Dad, James and I spent a couple hours weeding the garden and planting another row of late sweet corn. Once the early corn was ready we could have fresh sweet corn until cold weather. I could freeze some and can some that way having some for all winter meals.

             I asked Dad about cleaning out the garage and making some of it into a second pantry.  He agreed that we should. He and James would start working on  it in a day or two. I also asked about adding another freezer in it. If we had to many things in one freezer and it went bad without us knowing it we could lose a lot of food.

            I went with them to look at the pigs and chicks. They weren’t little any more and were growing fast. The fine fuzz was turning into little feathers and they were eating feed like crazy. We filled the feeders for both the pigs and chicks  We were going to have to make feed sometime this week.

            I changed clothes and got ready to go with Linda and the kids as soon as they arrived.  She arrived an hour early and needed to Skype with her office. It turned into a two hour session. Linda was angry when she came out. Muttering something about worthless assistants.

            We all went to town in her SUV. She drove like we were in a city in other words like a maniac. Five miles from town the sheriff pulled us over- for speeding Linda was driving sixty four in a fifty.

            I knew Deputy Clinton Harper. His Dad owned a farm about five miles from us. He was a Barney Fife clone and got flustered at anything that smile d and wore a skirt.

            He rode horses with his girlfriend along the hedge row that separated many properties in the area. They often picnicked at the fresh water pond at the back of our property where we skinny dipped.

            I unbuttoned the top three buttons on my blouse and adjusted it to show some cleavage I was sitting by the door so he would have a good view.

            ”Hello Deputy Harper, how are you doing today?” I said.

He turned as I expected he would to respond as expected tunnel vision took over.

            ”Hi Mary I’m surprised to see you riding in a vehicle like this I saw you driving a great looking farm truck,” he said.

            ”Yes it is a nice truck. This SUV belongs to Mr. Jackson’s daughter. Her kids are staying at my house while Mr. Jackson gets treatments. We are on our way to school to get them enrolled in the video home schooling program so they can stay and help Mr. Jackson this fall and winter.” I said.

            ”Miss. Linda is not use to country driving yet and under a lot of stress but were working on it so kind of go easy on her,” I said.

            He had moved closer to the door  to get a good look at the cleavage and the legs of Carol and Elsie.

            He moved to the driver’s door,”  I’m going to let you off with a verbal warning this time but If I clock you speeding again I will have to write you a two hundred dollar ticket with points,” he said.

            ”May be you can meet Debbie and me back at the pond for a picnic sometime before summer is out,” he said.

            ”I would like that,” I said.

            We pulled off and headed on to town.

            ”Speed limit please. He will follow back and clock you for a while,” I said.

            ”Oh you have had run ins with him before?” Linda said.

            ”No – he likes to brag to his girl friend and I eavesdrop when he talks about how he does things on the job,” I said.

            ”OK and thanks,” Linda said.

            We spent three hours at school in meetings with guidance counselors and principals. Lots of things had change since I had registered. Many more classes were going to be offered now than when I registered.

            I was satisfied with what I had chosen so I was not going to change them.

Elsie, Carol and Bob chose the needed classes and with luck they were all in the morning. It would fit the needs of the Jackson’s  to a tee and us.

            Out in the SUV ” Linda turned and look at us all. I am happy that you are wanting to help and stay with Dad. I wish I could stay as well.  I have a suspicion of why you are so happy and so interested in staying. You are old enough to make those decisions on your own,” Linda said.

            ”You are still my children and still my responsibility until you are twenty one. If your GRADES DROP you will be back in the city so fast you will suffer whiplash,” Linda said.

            ”We understand and our grades will not drop, you can bet on it,” Elsie said.

            ”Good – we understand each other then. Let’s go get some lunch and then we can go home,” Linda said. 

            Lunch was good and whatever had torqued up Linda was gone as quickly as it had come on. We had a sit down meal in the restaurant that Dad and I went to a few weeks ago.

            On the way home we drove through the manufacturing  part of town basically because Linda made a wrong turn.

            Our town had many small business and several large manufacurers that did contract work for the state and government.  One of them was Seagraves Industries.

            ”I know them, they do sub contract work for the company I work for and we do contract work and analysis for them. They must have two offices because this is not the address we communicate with,” Linda said out loud.

            Out side there was a help wanted sign ”We need good dedicated quality employees for all areas. Machinist, draftsmen, engineers, quality control,” the sign read. Linda stopped and read all the signs on the front of the building. She also commented on the fact that the employee parking lot was full of cars and trucks.

            Linda dropped me off at the house. ”Elsie, Carol and Bob will be over later after we clean up after the carpenters,” she said.

            Dad and James were working in the shop. They were building more hay racks to put in the cow shed. It was an open shed with one side open to the pasture. It gave the herd someplace to get out of the weather in the winter.

            There were hay racks that bales of hay were put in for them to eat and now Dad was adding a feed trough to put ground feed now that we had a way to make feed.  Adding the ground  feed should make for healthier fatter beef ready for the market earlier in the spring.

            Weight gain stagnated in the cold winter months especially in snow when they really had to forage pasture grass.  We always fed them hay so they would survive. Now the plan was push for them to continue to put on weight all winter.

            I fixed supper, we had the rest of the meat loaf with vegetables and hot rolls.

            The bank statement for the month had arrived and checks for the rest of the wheat we had sold. I spent time after supper entering the information and verifying the check book balances. I also updated my grocery list.

            Dad and James were going to clean out the garage tomorrow after helping me pick more cucumbers for pickles. I was going to can tomorrow. I was going to can bread and butter pickles this time. The next batch would be sweet pickles in a couple more days.

            The day after tomorrow I was back hauling wheat to the mill. I would  make twenty trips to the mill in the next few weeks to empty out one grain bin that we would need for corn in the fall. Putting wheat in the bin had been a temporary fix during wheat cutting for not enough trucks.

            The trio arrived shortly after we finished supper happy as usual. They were excited to be staying until school was out. That was a change first it had been until spring. They had to be ready to go early in the morning as Linda was coming at 7 to pick them up. They were taking Amos for his first treatment. I set the alarm for six so I would have time to make them breakfast.

             The four disappeared and the showers started immediately. When the showers quit Dad and I went to ours. Carol and Elsie both were already singing to the moon.

            The guys must be learning and growing in stamina – the singing went on for an hour.  Dad was slowly pumping in me listening to the serenade. The pitch changes and comments brought chuckles from both of us. A few minutes later my feet were back and Dad was full stroking taking us both to the finish line. I got there first and moments later my cervix was bathed in his warm spend.

            The doubled up pillows between the bed post had worked wonderfully. I locked my legs holding him in place we both loved the afterglow that way. We hugged and kissed and enjoyed the feelings.  We whispered and talked it was an extension of the intimate time we enjoyed.

             ”I want to have one of the girls take pictures of us making love from beginning to end and to make videos. I want pictures with your cum leaking out of me and down my anus. I  want pictures of us making love in every room and every building on the farm and on every piece of equipment. One day I want pictures of your cock deep in my butt,” I said.

            ”You do have your mothers kinky ideas when it comes to sex. I’m game for anything you want to do or try. You will have to order a new video camera the one we had was long ago junk. Get a good one.” Dad said.

            ” I want to wear Mom’s wedding ring and be out with you. I will have to call you Sherman in public so there are no issues but that will have to wait until Linda leaves. The girls will accept it easily and won’t care. We need to get married before they change the laws,” I said.

            ” Yes I want that to,” Dad said as he slipped from me.

            I had a doubled up towel under me. A towel was part of the routine; I lubricated and Dad flooded me with so much cum I leaked a lot afterwards. Using a towel had reduced the number of bed changes a lot.

            At six I was up cooking breakfast Linda was on time at seven sharp. All of us wished Amos good luck with his first treatment. We told all of them it if they needed anything we would be there for them.

            Dad and James went to pick cucumbers while I got everything ready for canning. By noon the two dozen pickle jars were on the cooling on the rack. While I was canning Dad and James cleaned out the garage. Years or temporary storage in there had become a permanent place for accumulated junk. It all went into the dumpster.

            After lunch they were going to the lumber company to get lumber and drywall to make me a second pantry and a place for a second chest type freezer they could hold so much more. I told Dad to get a door wide enough that we could get things in and out easily.

            We would lose one bay of the three car garage but it would be worth it. I envisioned at least two rows of those metal grated storage racks plus lining one side.

            While they were gone to town  I used the enema bag and cleaned out. In used the lube shooter filled with synthetic lube and placed it in my rectum. I chose four starting with the smallest of the suction cup dildos and stuck them on the tiled wall of the shower.

             My plan was to do this a couple times a week dropping off the smallest one and adding the next size larger for gradual stretching.

 I placed condoms on them not knowing how the silicone lube would react to whatever they were made of.

            I started with the smallest one and eased my back on it gently giving myself time to stretch then I started slowly stroking . It took fifteen minutes to get comfortable on it. Then I moved to the next larger one and so on. After the first one it went faster.

            I guess once the muscles relaxed it was easy to stretch a little more each time. I had an orgasm on the second one and a leg trembling orgasm on the fourth one.  When I finished with the last one I inserted a butt plug nearly the same size. I pulled on a pair of underwear that was two sizes two small and tight to make sure it stayed in place.

            I was going to leave it in a couple hours and then do exercises to close back up. I cleaned everything up. I had learned a lot about my body while playing. I went back to Amazon and ordered more toys with what I learned. I also ordered an expensive video camera kit.

            I still had it in when Dad and James came home. I helped them unload lumber and dry wall. It gave me no discomfort and did not try to pop out when I strained picking up material.

            When we finished I went into the house and labeled the now cool jars and placed them in the pantry.  Then I took out the plug and did exercises to tighten up things down there. In the next day or two Bob was going to experiment with my ass again even though he did not know it yet.           

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