1 comments/ 7406 views/ 2 favorites When We Were Younger By: Ranchstories Introduction: This is a boy meets girl story. All characters are in their early 20's We try to explain the different thoughts, emotions, romance, sex, and lust of how relationships develop and how men & women view these things. Each will express all these things in independent narratives as the story develops. Almost all is fiction but we can't help include some personal experience. I read once that good fiction has a basis of truth. We hope men and women enjoy. _____________________________________ Hank: I'd been out on the range for a week, and now I just wanted to see something that wasn't cows. After I cleaned up, I wandered into the hotel bar to get a drink. As usual, I looked over the drinkers before settling down. There were some good looking women there, but they seemed to all have companions. I didn't want to be a fifth wheel. Down at the end of the bar I saw a cute little thing, all alone, sipping a red wine and staring off into space. I wondered whether she had a story to tell, maybe, or was just wasted by the week past. Whichever, she would be better company than drinking alone. I went over and claimed the stool next to her. "Hi, I'm Hank, is it all right if I sit here?" She nodded. I slid onto the stool and asked the bartender for a beer. "Can I get you something?" I asked her. *** Jerri: I turned around and saw who was offering me a drink. Our eyes met. I asked, "Hank, is that you?" Hank asked, "Jerri, is that really you?" We had grown up together since we were little kids. I went off to an out of state university so we hadn't seen each other in five or six years. We gave each other a hug in a brotherly, sisterly way and found a table to catch up on what we had been doing in our lives. He stayed on his parents ranch while I went to school to eventually get my Masters. I had never considered him in any sexual or romantic way but he had changed. He had the typical "ranch beanie", that is, a deeply tanned face but pale above his eye brows, which in ranch talk meant he spent most of his day wearing a cowboy hat. He had really grown. When we walked to a table I couldn't help but notice how big Hank had bulked up. Not fat at all just, well big. I figured 6'2" maybe 6'3", 17 1/2 inch collar size, large muscular hairy arms. He needed a haircut and a shave. *** Hank: I was surprised to see Jerri. It had been a long time. We got so deep into catching up, who was doing what, who was going out with who, who married, who hadn't, that an hour went by like a minute. It was really comfortable talking to someone from my past. We knew each other too well to pose with each other. There was none of the fake cowboy machismo that seemed necessary with women I didn't know well. I hadn't remembered that you were so attractive, in an understated kind of way. You'd been a cute kid when I last saw you but I hadn't paid much attention. The girl I was going with at the time kept me busy enough that my eye didn't wander. Or maybe I was attracted to you because you were funny and sweet and comfortable. I didn't know then and don't really know now. I was beginning to feel hunger pains and realized we'd chatted into the dinner hour. I invited you to eat with me. I wasn't sure if you'd let me pick up your tab. *** Jerri: We caught up on old times and we decided to go to dinner. We left the bar and I followed you to the diner that had, as I recalled, really good Chinese food. Hank must be doing well because he had what looked to be a new truck. When we got to the restaurant, in the better light I saw the same dark chocolate brown eyes and the same brown, almost black hair that I remembered. Over a few beers and a wonderful dinner we talked and laughed over the things we had done and family gossip. All told, a typical night out - I had a great time. We decided to call it a night. It was late and I needed to get home. We shared a little hug and I told you to give me a call whenever you had the chance. *** Hank: I had been so busy thinking about little Jerri (my memories were better farther back, when she used to trail her brothers around) that I hadn't noticed how late it had gotten. When you told me that you had to go home, I was disappointed. It had really been comfortable, just chatting about anything at all. You did give me your number, though. I was going to be around for a few days. I figured I'd use it. If you could come out with me a time or two (and not have to wash your hair or whatever the current excuse was) the loneliness would be pushed back a little. Jerri was short and kind of slim. She was plenty feminine, but not in a flaunting kind of way like some of the other women I'd been around. There was something about her that seemed to say she was comfortable with herself. I liked that in a woman. I don't want to be forever having to stroke someone's ego. I didn't like it when women tried to do that to me, either. Later on the next morning, I tried the number you'd given me. At least it didn't ring at the zoo or the morgue. One woman had done that to me a couple of years ago. After a few rings, you answered. "Jerri, it's Hank. We had such a good time last night, that I wondered whether you might like to go out again. I know it's last minute, and I apologize for that, but if you don't have anything on tonight I could pick you up about seven." I waited with bated breath for your answer. "Let me check," you said. "I'll call you back in a couple of minutes." I nearly died waiting for that call. *** Jerri: I called back and said, "Sure, 7:00 would be nice." I spent way too much time shaving my legs, figuring out what color of lip gloss to wear and generally trying to make myself presentable. The next big project was what to wear. I picked out a knee length CK dress and a little blue blouse. Although I considered no bra I decided to wear a white delicate. Taupe low heels filled everything out. After having my mother give me the ok, at exactly 7:00 you knocked and I tried not to run to the door. I felt like a little girl on her first date. You were wearing a short sleeve shirt with green and red stripes, slacks that were kind of dated with pleats and cuffs plus dress shoes all polished up. You also had a fresh haircut which looked good. I invited you in, and you took off your hat and said hello to mom and dad. So off we went for the 30 minute drive to town. When we got on the road I smelled shaving cream on your face. We got to the steak place, had a terrific dinner. I had chicken and you had a big steak with beans and bread. The thought crossed my mind, what a problem it would be to keep you fed as a husband. After dinner we went across the street and took a walk down the nature trail. Hank, for the first time we held hands. Your hand was rough and hard. The same hands as my dad's and mother and the way my grandfather's was. Note to self, "Need to get Hank to start using some hand lotion!" It was a lovely "high plains" Colorado night, warm, an almost full moon and all the stars were turned on. You and I sat on a little hill, you put your arm around me and we had our first real kiss. Your lips were rough and cracked, Note to self, "Get this guy some really expensive lip balm." We headed off for home. When you dropped me off, we kissed again only parting after I went to the door. I looked back and saw you smiling. You almost whispered, "Can I call you tomorrow?" My answer was, "Anytime buddy!" *** Hank: I ran around trying to get ready for my date with Jerri. Be cool, be cool, I kept telling myself, but it wasn't working. First off I got a haircut. I'd had one about eight weeks back, but it wasn't working any more. I'd shaved in the morning, but thought I'd shave again. My beard's not that heavy, but maybe I'd missed some places. I wasn't too happy with what I had for clothes, not for a real date, at least, but I wasn't going to break down and buy something new. I figured that would look too eager. At dinner you had a little something, ate like a bird. I had a reasonable meal that at least took the edge off. Afterwards we went for a walk. It was nice to be with someone you could just go for a walk with. It was nice to be with someone you wanted to go for a walk with. We held hands like a couple of teenagers. I never thought hands could be erotic. For a while we just sat and watched the moon and the stars. You were great to be with. I didn't have to say anything. You seemed content to be with me. Then I pulled you over and we kissed. Just a little face kiss, but it tasted awfully sweet. Then it was time to get you home. We kissed longer at your door. I wasn't too eager to stop, or to leave. You had to give me the hint by opening the door. I had the image of someone with a shotgun behind it, so I only whispered my request to call you again. You said yes. I was elated as I drove back to my place. I'd had a great time without much in the way of physical contact. I hadn't been able to do that for ages. The kiss when I snuggled you in stuck in my memory. The feel of you was really nice. Comfortable and sexy at the same time. I went to sleep dreaming of your face. The next morning I called again, waiting until a reasonable hour. "Hi Jerri. Any chance we could get some time together today? Maybe a picnic or something in the hills?" *** Jerri: When I went inside, my mother and dad were in bed, the house seemed vacant. I got myself some ice water and went to bed. All I could think of was Hank. How you smelled, your rough hands, your jokes, the things you said that were so funny, and most of all your smile. So here I was in bed with no one with me. What a sorry place to be! My hands went to my small titties, knowing they weren't very big and attractive to a man your size. I didn't care. As usual when I jack off I start with my nipples then move over my stomach down to my snatch. I am thinking of your face, eyes and hair. You smell so nice. I fantasize your chest, nipples, legs. I really don't think much about your cock size but I just know it's big. I have always liked big men. The ones that are assertive, take charge and demanding, but not in a mean way. You seemed to be all those. I went to the shower and got myself off using some soap and moisturizer. All the while I was thinking about when you and me would fuck. It was one of the better orgasms I had experienced in a while. I decided not to call Hank, went to bed and slept till 5:00, after everybody else was up. Mother and Dad were up and the coffee never smelled so good. My whole body seemed alive. *** Hank: It was strange to be thinking of a woman in other than a sexual way. Most times when I saw a woman, or spent some time with her, I would fantasize about how she might be in bed. Would she just lie there and take it as I pounded her, or would she be more likely to participate, bounce around a bit, maybe give me head? Was she a moaner, a screamer or quiet? With you, Jerri, it was sort of different. Sure, I wondered what it would be like to fuck you. You're a fuckable woman. I thought maybe behind the quiet there was someone who would really take off. I wasn't too sure just how to approach that side of you, though. At the same time I was having thoughts about how it would be if you were just around, nothing sexual, just as a companion. Those were scary thoughts I'd never had about any other woman. Must have been because I knew you from way back. *** Jerri: The next day I got a call from one of my aunts. She wanted to know if I wanted to go to her son's Pee Wee baseball game? Also she said, "Your mother seems to think you and Hank are starting a summer romance, so bring him too". I thought that would be fun. You picked me up at 3:00, right on time as usual. We watched the game and I got caught up with friends and relatives. We both knew almost everybody there so there were no introductions that had to be made. As always the girls and women all talked among themselves and the boys and men did the same. Funny how things never change. After the game you took me for pizza. I still didn't understand how much food you could put away and still be so lanky. Once we ate our food and drank our beer you said, "I've got to check a windmill. It burned out a bearing and we had to fix it a couple of days ago. I need to see if the stock tank is full of water. Want to go with me?" I said sure. We drove the 20 or so miles, headed down a dirt path and you parked the truck under an aspen tree. You went to the back of the truck, hooked a grease gun to the back of your belt, took a flashlight and we walked to the windmill. The tank was full but you stripped off your shirt and climbed the ladder like you had done it a million times. Your chest was bigger than I expected, with mats of dark hair. Your chest looked like you were wearing a shag carpet. When you got back down to earth, we stood around, talked about ranch life and such. You patted the tank and said, "I have swum in this my whole life." Then you said, "Be right back, I need to put these back". When you turned around an impulse hit me. I stripped all my clothes off, jumped in the water (very chilly water). I'm only 5'2", so standing up the water went up to my chin. When you got back you looked at me and in the moonlight I could see you smiling. "Are you going to just stand there, looking stupid or are you going to jump in too?" You looked down, saw my clothes on the ground and your smile got even bigger. *** Hank: Instead of a nice lonely ride in the hills, it turned out Jerri had committed us to a Pee Wee baseball game. I wasn't going to sort out my feelings there. The place would be overrun with kids, relatives, friends and neighbours. I wasn't sure if she was trying to put some distance between us, show me off or see how I fit in a domestic setting. I's always heard that the first thing a woman does with a new man is figure out what kind of husband he'd be. I sure wasn't checking out a wife - was I? Anyway, I cracked jokes with the other guys and cheered. At first it was for the wrong team, but you managed to correct me without embarrassing me. I liked that. Afterwards I bought you pizza and beer. You only ate a little, but I managed not to leave anything behind. When we ate together, I kept forgetting you were a little thing, and couldn't eat as much as a full-grown person. Later I had to check back at the ranch. A windmill had been repaired, but I wasn't sure it was still working. I don't know why I invited you to come along on that errand. "Want to come along?" "Sure." We rode out in the truck, about twenty miles or so. We didn't talk. There haven't been too many women in my life that wouldn't have talked, or at least tried to. We were just fine together. I rechecked the windmill, finding it was just about perfect. I climbed down and made some comment about swimming in the stock tank when I was young. You were just hanging around, kind of like a kid sister if I'd had one. You were sexier than a kid sister, though. I couldn't quite figure that out. You had ordinary to small tits, as far as I could see. That didn't bother me. As they say, more than a handful is a waste. You were a small woman and I was a big guy. You were pretty well built for a small person, though. I took my tools back to the truck and secured them. When I came back to you at the pond, you were standing in it, neck deep. That must have been cold. It was kind of sexy there in the moonlight. A woman hidden in the water under the stars. "Are you going to just stand there, looking stupid or are you going to jump in too?" you asked. When my eye lit on the pile of clothes you'd left behind, and I saw that you'd left your panties ashore, I figured maybe life was making up for the baseball game. I grinned like crazy. It didn't take long for me to shuck off my clothes. I had a fairly fierce erection. I slid into the pond, making for this naked woman in the moonlight. It was cold. That water was freezing. My erection deflated faster than a balloon meeting a pin. I wondered whether to swim over to you, or walk. I decided to swim, thinking it would make fewer waves. I was wrong. You were almost mouth deep, and the waves were running into your mouth. I heard you choke once, then start to tread water. One of my arms hit your shoulder as I got there. I guess you saw it coming, but it startled me. I grabbed you by your bare ass and pulled you in for a long kiss. You felt really good. Our kiss turned into a French kiss in no time. I'd barely set my lips to yours when your tongue shot into my mouth. That was a hot ticket, but one my tongue could deal with. One of my hands wandered off your ass (you were small enough I could hold you in one-handed, even though it was a delicious ass that begged to be coddled) and started to play with those neat little titties of yours. My cock had flared up again, even in the cold water, as soon as I touched you. It was playing around your pussy, about two feet under the surface of the water. "Know any place a cowboy might lie down?" I asked with a grin. *** Jerri: At that I could hear you taking off the rest of your clothes. You climbed up the steps and stood on the edge of the tank. The first thing I saw was your excitement. Your penis sticking hard against your belly pointing to your belly button. You are dark in the moon and star light. You have "ranchers leg", thick, hard and hairy. You look almost ruddy. There was no telling how long your dick was because of how big around it was. It was the thickest dong I had ever seen. I remember saying, with sort of a chuckle, "You are bigger naked than dressed. Most men are bigger with clothes on." And it's true. I loved the big shoulders, firm belly, hairy legs and that big dark hair around your balls and cock. "How does he stick that fat thing in me?" I started to get into sexual overload, I was that horny. You dropped into the water and swam over to me and asked me if you could have a seat. "There ain't no seats in a stock tank, idiot", was all I could think of to say. *** Hank: I wondered if you were as horny as I was. There was no way I was letting you go without sticking my dick in at least a few times. "You could make me a seat," I answered, plopping down where your lap would have been if you'd had a seat. I rubbed my backside into your pubic hairs. It was kind of nice to find a natural girl. I turned to face you. My cock was trailing a little. It decided to poke its nose in where it was supposed to go. I thought about just ramming it in. Maybe that would be a little fast. Maybe not. I'd have to let you take the lead, at least for now. *** Jerri: "God, this might take awhile. I knew you were going to be big but not like this," I said. I measured your dick with my hand. I figured you to be about 7.5" long but so wide. I leaned against the tank and guided your cock to my pussy. I got the head in but had to get used to it. I didn't want to play blue balls with you and said, "Push it all in me!" It made me almost scream when you did that. I had never, ever felt so full. I thought your cock would come out my throat, you were so big. Your chest is rough, course and hard against my tits. Although we were in a dark and secluded place, I felt safe with you. I started to enjoy the moment. You started to moan as you started to screw me with enthusiasm. I put my arms around your neck, buried my head into your chest and let all my inhibitions go. *** Hank: I tried to slide into you. I could only go a short way before jamming up. We worked together to get the head of my cock into your pussy. Once the head was in it was a little easier to follow with the rest of it. You were really tight. When We Were Younger This is a little story of me, my wife Elizabeth and his cousin Terence. Elizabeth (Liz) and I were married a year and the three of us were very young. Respectively I was 24 yo, Liz was 23 and Terence also 24. We were very good friends and Liz was very attached to his cousin. We went out frequently with Terence and his girlfriend but at the time they split out, so it was not uncommon for him to drop in on us or have dinner and drinks with us on weekends. This particular weekend, he had come by to help us with some garden works. Being Terence single in this period Liz teased him with a sort of those silly surrogate girlfriend plays. I knew they kissed before I came on the scene and this didn't bother me if going out with him she hold his hand in hers or she took him by arm letting him a more or less involuntary feel of her rather heavy boobs. Coming back to that weekend, all day long she had been giving him just little peeks at her charms while we worked. Something like a little show exposing her braless cleavage or positioning her ass just so saying him she did it with intent to stir his senses like a good girlfriend. From time to times her nipples became evident under her t-shirt and she also asked him if this had an effect as for a joke. In the evening we showered, got changed from sweaty clothes and had dinner. She cooked good foods and the three of us had fun at table talking and goofing off. After dinner, we hit the deck for some other chitchatting. Somehow we ended up sitting on the steps of the deck, with Liz between my knees on the step below me and Terence next to me on the left. It was now dark out, but the moon-light was good enough to see each other clearly still. It was in summer, so the days were very warm and Liz was wearing one of those cut off t-shirts that is just below her breasts as long as she keeps her arms down. Shorts was the attire for all, with Terence in his favorite cut off sweat pants. Like for a revenge on her teasing, getting changed Terence omitted his underwear and sitting on the step he told Liz if she was braless all the day teasing him he had no underwear on now. We all laughed at it. As the talking flowed, I started massaging her shoulders. She said her left one was bothering her, so she turned towards Terence, yet still between my knees so I could rub it for her. Terence had stretched out his legs and Liz placed her legs on top of his legs, then laid back against my right leg. Now if you can picture this, she laid out like in a lounger, I had my left leg crossed up under my right leg, this gave Terence and her clear view of each other. His shorts were rather loose fitting too, and he kept legs open, so Liz gets her peeks at him as well. With the massage going on she placed her left arm on my right thigh so her hand actually went behind me. Well, needless to say that lifted her top revealing the lower part of her left boob. I was aware she was exposing her breast to Terence, and I had the impression she had done it with the intent of showing off her breast for him in another bit of tease, but he saw her in the nude a few times as we skinny dipped with him and his older girlfriend, so her action didn't bother me and I continued to rub her shoulder and arm for her as we talked. Well, as the little promiscuous moment took effect on us, I got a little braver and would run down her chest to caress her nipples through her top. She didn't seem to mind, so naturally I eventually eased my fingers under her top. Terence had not missed a beat on anything going on either. As I said, his shorts were rather loose fitting too, and he kept legs open, so Liz got her peeks at him as well. I don't know if he did it on purpose too but her partially exposed boob caused a reaction on him as he was frequently adjusting himself to the point his cock head was protruding just a bit from the leg of his cut-offs. She noticed she was having an effect on him, so she smiled and eased her leg just a little higher on his legs. As per a sort of silent empathy the play went a bit on the risqué side now. I slipped her top up above the nipple so that it was in sight and squeezed her boob to make her nipple erect. She didn't mind so I uncovered the other boob also and started caressing some now as well. This went on for a while with her exposing her boobs in front of Terence from her raised up top even when I wasn't touching them. I went on rubbing her shoulder for her and her neck, knowing it's a weak spot of hers. It makes her just that much more amorous when I gently rub her neck for her. I whispered at her ear how about to leave her top off to have Terence an unobstructed view of her boobs and make him happy for the evening and she nodded letting me remove her garment. As she was naked up her waist showing her beautiful pair Liz relaxed with her back against my leg again. We were still silent and the silence was rather heavy, Terence looking at now exposed bosom, Liz looking between his legs as I caressed and stirred her nipples. By now I was hard knowing he was seeing her full tits and loving every second of it. In a moment or two I felt her move her leg again. This time she was now adjusting his short higher and just touching his cock with his foot. He hardened as soon as she touched him. Coming to attention, his shorts riding up on it as it pressed into her leg making his cock head totally out. She giggled stroking his cock with her foot. He was totally hard now but apparently this was too much for him to handle, cause he jumped up and walked to his car saying goodnight, as Liz and I started kissing each other. Terence was still backing out of the driveway with his lights shining on us. She didn't complain, and stood up showing off once again for him saying, "it is for your hand job tonight, Terence!" Then she just gave me that "smile" letting me know she was hot and wanted it now. *** I always loved it when we had sexy fun like this. This was a first event with Terence. A second and more complicated sexy instance was on a road trip we made to another town for a football game at the end of the same summer. The three of us, we drove down and enjoyed the game all without incident. On the way back, we decided to stop for the night and got a room at a motel with a double bed and a single bed. Then it was off to find "underground" for dinner and drinks. She was braless for the whole trip which wasn't unusual at all for her around him since the previous accident at home. The evening air was cool that night and had her nips on full alert. He and I both joked with her about it, but she wasn't about to act embarrassed, and again she teased him with the lacking of a girlfriend. After a pizza and a walk we headed back for the hotel. Terence said he wanted to get a shower. Liz told him that maybe he needed a hand job and he wanted to be alone for a while. She proudly showed him her nipples through her t-shirt saying he needed a girlfriend with a good pair like those and once again the three of us burst in laughter. We said him goodbye for the instant and went to the revolving roof top lounge to check out the skyline. We had another round between she and I then back down to our room. Terence was in bed watching tv, actually it was watching him as he had fallen asleep and was snoring. Looking at him asleep Liz had a giggle and went in the bathroom to change, I just stripped to my undershorts and slipped in the bed. She came out about 5 min later, I was floored! She had her hair pointed high, a g-string and nothing else. Her tits were totally on show and even her whole back was bare apart for a thin dental floss between her bottom cheeks. I complimented her for the courage and she winked at me saying it was for a bit of fun in front of Terence again if he wakes up. She walked back and forth in the room, getting her clothes put away then back to the bathroom to turn off that light. Each time she came back by his bed, she would look over at him snoring away. I was enjoying the show myself, and kept hoping he would wake up! Finally, she went to the window and drew the curtains open to "look at the skyline"... well, that noise woke him up. "Damn woman!" came out his mouth as he propped up on one elbow looking at her from behind. With her back to him she looked over her shoulder in a triumph of thick ass, and said "Did I wake you up, Terence? I'm sorry, I just wanted to see the skyline from up here." She turned around, nonchalantly walked to the front door with her boobs in the nude to turn off the main room lights, then came back around to crawl in the bed with me. She had the central side between the beds, so she reached to turn off the bedside light. The tv was still playing very low, but the light filled the room. I was propped against the headboard as was she, her tits totally on show and perfectly visible in the faint light. Terence was making small talk with us and she just kept up as long as he liked. At a certain moment she asked him if he jacked off before we went to the room again. Terence said no and she replied he needed a helping hand maybe. I giggled as she never found the courage to do that but she said, "If you do that again, I'm getting in his bed!" Not two seconds later I teased her saying, "no, I'm sure you never find the courage" and giggled again. She smacked my right arm, flung the covers off her legs and headed towards his bed saying, "I told you if you did that again I was getting in his bed!" She crawled in his bed on his left side, pulled some blankets off him and grabbed the tv remote and turn off the tv. I was floored she did this, sitting basically speechless at the moment. I apologized yet was laughing at the same time that she did it. Terence comment was, "well hello there," then silence filled the room. Slowly my eyes adjusted to small amount of light from the city shining on the ceiling, as this happened, I could now clearly see them both still. He had his hand on her tummy, just caressing her quietly, but I noticed with each stroke, the hand was being drawn higher a little at a time. She had her right hand resting on her side as she was laying but her other hand was on his shoulder. I could see his left hand reach her breast fully cupping and caressing. They now talked quietly on their own but I stayed silent, just watching as he slowly worked on her breasts. I felt a bit cut off but didn't make a move or protested as they even exchanged a peck on the lips. At this followed another kiss, this time deeper and longer. As I looked at them kissing and touching, I heard her say to him, "go on like I was your girlfriend," in a whisper. He said, "what about him?" And she answered, "don't worry, I think he likes it." His reply was "good." That's when she turned on her right side and his hand went to her panties, pushing them below her ass. As he did this, her hand dropped between their bodies. At that moment, I saw only her naked ass and his right hand cupping her cheeks, but I heard the distinct sound of a waistband "pop". So hearing that sound, my heart was racing! It was his underpants waistband and I felt for sure she had her own little fingers wrapped around his cock. I seated on the bed for a better view than laying on my side. I was right. From this position I could see her stroking his erect cock as he caressed the bare skin of her hip. As their action went on he worked her g-string totally off. She helped him and in a moment she was completely naked. It didn't take long for him to move his hand up her side, then over her naked ass. Tentatively at first he touched the side of it, then as he found a way between her buns, he inserted a finger into her fresh vagina from behind. I heard her let out a soft sigh (a sound I know she makes when she's really turned on) then he whispered, "do you think he is touching himself?" and she whispered back "yes he is..." then her hand started working faster and faster. I could just glimpse her hand stuffed in his briefs. Yes, she was definitely stroking his very hard cock! I was super hard myself, gently jacking off to this sight before me. My wife was petting with his cousin and I just seated on the bed watching them while ever so slowly stroking my now dripping cock without saying a word shaking with excitement. That's true, after the incident on the deck we spoke about her doing it with him for real, but she didn't overpass a bit of exhibiting in front of him again as being braless and shaking her breasts just for a tease. Physical contact was a fantasy and I never thought she dared so much. But I wasn't upset at all, rather I was surprised. She now rolled on her back showing her hairy pussy and he was on his knees between her legs. His hand moved on her breasts as he started kissing her shoulders then down to her nipples, where he began sucking on it intently. Again she let out that sigh arching up to him as he started feeling her tits to allow him full access. Her breathing was shallow and fast as her excitement was coming to a peak. Myself, it was all I could do to not cum all over myself. His hand on the move again, he pulled at his own briefs, getting them down. I have seen him naked before and I knew his cock is at least twice the thickness of my own, but I'd never seen him so hard before. He was no longer than myself, but really fatter with an uncircumcised head that which she now was working her fist over rapidly and cupping his balls with the other hand. She seemed to want nothing more than stroking him at this point, but suddenly he laid back and pulled her over with his hand behind her head and she said, "ok let me suck it with him right here." I was jealous and so turned on at that moment. She was more than willing to enjoy him in front of me and so turned on by it all. Still holding his cock with her right hand and cupping his balls with the other, her head was going up and down his tool. I felt my aching cock was about to explode so I stopped moving my fingers, hoping to control things watching my wife sucking his cousin off. Suddenly he froze and "don't stop now, I'm about to cum," softly came from him. For a few moments she worked harder and faster on him, then he arched up. I could now see him fully at least 3 inches outside her mouth as he let out a stifled grunt. She held him between her lips for another minute as he calmed down, then she slipped from his bed, leaving him totally uncovered. By the way Liz had engulfed all his spunk. She returned to our bed and I rolled to my back, as she cuddled up to me. Her fingers went to my cock where she found it to be already harder than ever. "Are you ready?" "I am now" was my reply and she said again, "fuck me then". I pulled her on top of me, kissing her deeply. I savoured his sperm on her lips and "that was hot..." I whispered in her ear. Then I slipped my cock in her. She held the covers over us, as I said quietly, "don't get shy now..." Just a few strokes in her was all it took, her inhibitions were gone as I pushed her up to a sitting position on top of me making Terence watch now. We fucked hard like this for at best five minutes. She and I were both moaning and sighing as we climaxed together. Terence was laying still, but he was now hard as before, sticking straight up his body. After we had finished our action and Liz cleaned her pussy in the bathroom, she invited Terence in our bed. He was as hard as iron again and she played with our cocks again. I told him to fuck her but she said a bit of play like we did was ok but she was not ready getting fucked by him. She ended her duty empting our balls again just to have us quiet and called it a night. Before getting asleep Terence said he was owed a fuck from her and she said maybe. We woke up the next morning, he was up getting ready to shower, totally nude. I looked over at my wife, she too, was nude. The three of us showered together with Liz playing again with our cocks getting them hard but firmly keeping saying no at fucking when he tried to penetrate her from behind. She consented us to watch her having a piss on the loo then she pushed us outside the bathroom locking the door and that was all. This was the only time I ever saw them actually do anything together. After a short time Terence got another girlfriend who seemed rather jealous of Liz (maybe he was so silly to say her something about our night at the motel) and we lost sight of him. Liz and I had a child in a year and a second child later, starting a family and the romp with Terence became a souvenir. Sometimes I proposed her to try again with another person but she always told me it was a one off, something for young people and nothing else. About fifteen years later she had an affair with our neighbor, but this is another story. When We Were Younger You seemed pretty hot and bothered, especially when you yelled, "Push it all in me." It's great when both partners are having a good time. I took you at your word and rammed into you. Your eyes bugged out a little, then you started to bounce back at me. I hammered away at you and you just screamed for more. Such a little lady you'd seemed. Now you were yelling at me to fuck you good and hard. You were two types in one very nice package. I started to think really hard about keeping you. That was scary, too. I didn't know if I was ready to settle down, or whether I had a lot of wild oats yet to sow. The way you reacted, maybe I could sow them all with you. Wahoo, this was fun. *** Jerri: I put my hands on your butt cheeks and enjoyed the closeness. As we screwed I loved the way you felt in me. I could hear your heart pound in your chest. Your paw-like hard hands on my tits, your balls against my butt. It was wonderful. After what seemed like a couple of minutes I felt those hairy buns tighten and knew you were coming. Your cock swelled but I didn't feel anything. Your ass was hard and I was glad you enjoyed yourself. I almost never cum the first time but you stayed hard. You tried to pull out but I pushed you back in. I whispered, "Don't you dare pull out". We stayed like this for maybe ten minutes, you still hard. You started to pump a little. It was easier this time. The cum you left in me made things a lot more slippery. I said "move up a little more". Now I feel your cock against my clit. The feeling I felt is beyond words. I felt my orgasm beginning. It went down my legs, back up to my head and down to my puss. It was one of the best I've had. You had dropped another load but I didn't know it as I was so consumed by my own lust. I just held on to your neck hoping the night would never end. *** Hank: I came once, a strong load, but it didn't empty me. I stayed hard. I thought maybe that was enough for you, but you made me stay in. After a few minutes I started to stroke again. Maybe it was the extra fluid or maybe you had stretched a bit, but it wasn't so hard to thrust deep within you. I wrapped my work-hardened hands around you, making sure I had a handful of tit on each side. They were firm little hills with small, erect, rubbery nipples I just loved to hold. You made me shift up a little. I could tell it was pleasing you. I could see a faint flush on your shoulders and breasts in the moonlight. You started to tremble and then you climaxed. Somewhere in your peak I came, still strong and hard. You held me tight as I savored the smell of you. I held on to you even after I slipped out. "You know, Jerri," I said. "We're going to freeze our asses off if we stay in this water much longer." The water actually felt much warmer. Given what we'd been doing in it, that was no wonder. It was getting too late. Your parents were going to wonder what happened to you. I couldn't let them get in a state. I wanted to see you again, and again after that. My little lady was a helluva fuck. You didn't seem to want to move. I got dressed and made you get dressed, too. Then I drove us back to town. When we got to your place, we kissed again, long and slow. I wondered if I could get away with fucking you again in the back of the truck, you were that appealing. You didn't go to the door this time. I had to lift you up and put you on the doormat before you seemed to know where you were. "Jerri, I've got to work tomorrow, but I can be in town by seven. Pick you up then?" You just nodded. *** Jerri: We got out of the stock tank, got dressed, walked back to your truck where you drove me home. I put my hand on your leg and it was hot to my touch. When we got to the house you took me to the front door and we kissed, soft and passionate, I could have done that for hours. When I walked in my house, Mother and Dad were in the living room, Dad was reading a magazine and Mother stitching. After we all said hello, I went to the bathroom and shut the door to clean up. Through the door I heard my dad tell my mom, "Looks like someone fucked her brains out." I never heard mom and dad talk that way, but I guess they do. I called you a while later and said 7:00 would be fine. I went to sleep dreaming of your body, my body, the stars, moon, the whole scene. I realized I just had a night to remember. *** Hank: After I took you home I went back out to the ranch. It wasn't a really long drive. You were in my mind all the time, though. When I got back, thinking of the fun we'd had I was tempted to get off, but I didn't have enough sperm left to make that other than an exercise in pain. I couldn't get the feel of your tit, the firm curve of your backside, or the little moan when you came out of my head. I really liked those little tits. I could get all of one in my hands and just roll the nipples around. And you were hot for sex. Not one of those who do it because it's expected. No fake orgasms. In the morning I went through my chores, trying to think of something interesting to do that would still let me fuck your brains out again. Going back to the stock tank again would be kind of tacky, but you probably wouldn't mind. I thought I could at least put some kind of covering on my lust, to start. I had a hard-on half the day waiting for our next date that evening. *** Jerri: I helped Mom with some chores but I was completely distracted thinking of the night before. You called, said you would be by "around 7:00, so get ready." What girl could say no to that offer? Again you were right on time. We went to the Chinese place, only this time you ordered everything take-out. We went to your folk's house but you drove around to the back where there was a small trailer, which is fairly common around here. They are usually used for visitors. You led me up to the front door and said, "Care to dine with me in my castle?" It was a pretty little place, air conditioning, running water, the whole bit only smaller. We ate dinner. You complained that there was no hot sauce but I thought it was fine. I started washing dishes but you turned off the water, took my hand and led me to the little bedroom. You smiled as you started to unbutton your shirt. I said, "Let me do that." I took off your shirt, lifted your T-shirt over your head and for the first time saw your chest in full light. It was hard and full of fur. I combed my nails through it and put a hand on each nipple. They were both like buttons on a dress. I reached down and undid your belt. I pushed you to the bed and said, "Have a seat, Big Boy." I took off your boots and socks and said, "Now stand up." I rolled down your pants . So there you were mostly naked except for your boxers. One leg at a time, I helped you step out of your slacks. The time had come. I removed your boxers and saw in real light the cock I had dreamed of the last few nights. It was stiff, pointing straight at your chin. Large blue veins circled it. Your balls hung down. Each one filled my palm. One seemed slightly larger than the other. I stepped back a little and had a look. Here was a big man, strong, slightly menacing but beautiful. You smiled and said, "My turn." *** Hank: I went over to pick you up at 7:00. We went for Chinese food again, but I had planned ahead this time. We got take-out, everything you wanted, and enough for me, too. I drove out to my place, a little trailer of my own in behind the main house where my parents lived. You weren't going to get away tonight. You started to wash up, but I stopped that. I led you back to my bedroom. I smiled, and started to take my shirt off. You stopped me and started to undress me. It was so erotic, you taking the lead like that. Slowly you helped me out of my clothes. By that time my erection was so hard I might burst. There you were, still fully dressed. That wasn't going to last long. "My turn," I smiled. I reached over and pulled you to me, your body still clothed. I flipped open the buttons on your blouse. Then I peeled it off you. You had on a frilly white bra, for a moment. I disposed of that quickly. I dropped my head to taste your little titties again. I suckled your nipples. Man, I couldn't get enough of you. My hands went to your waist. I undid your belt and the fastenings of your pants, then dropped the zipper. I pulled them down over your beautiful legs. There you were, pressed up to me with only your panties, small, white, lace bits. I put one hand on each side of you and slowly pulled them off. Undressing you maybe wasn't half the fun, but it was a lot. I let my hands linger on your tits and your bum. I moved on to the bed. "C'mon over here," I ordered you. You turned toward me again, and came toward me. A real delight, you were. "I think we don't need cold water to keep the flames down," I said. "I think I'll risk it in bed, you hot thing." *** Jerri: So there we were, naked together on the same bed. I told you to lay down. All I wanted to do was explore every part of your body. Your stomach is hard, not that weird "six pack" kind, but just hard. My hand went lower to your stiff hard on, but I didn't stay there. I noticed a 6 or 7 inch scar on the side of your right leg. I'll have to ask you about that sometime. I climbed over your left leg and sat between. You looked so vulnerable. Your balls hung down which reminded me of peaches. I know that sounds crazy but that's what they reminded me of. Your legs are covered in dark mats of hair. Your thighs are hard and hot to my touch. As I covered your body with my touch, I heard you moan. I looked up and saw a little puddle on your stomach below the tip of your cock. It was at that very moment that I figured there was nowhere else in the world I wanted to be. I looked at your cock and sack and said to myself, "That's all mine tonight". *** Hank: I was amazed. Even then I'd been fucking for more years than I wanted to remember. Most women I'd been with were careful around a big guy like me. They usually lay there, waiting for me to penetrate. Some would writhe around a little, others would lay there and enjoy. Sometimes I got a little action when I told them to move their asses. I hadn't had any complaints. Here you were, a little bit of a thing, stark naked, ordering me around, taking over. It was sexy as hell. My cock grew up hard as a rock. Precum was leaking out of the end. I was wetter than you were. You just ran your hands all over my body, bringing me to a real peak of arousal. I don't think I ever wanted a woman more. There you were, sitting between my legs, just looking at me. I was so horny. "Lie down for me," I asked. You lay down on your back. I got between your legs and thrust into you. Between us we slipped the head of my cock into you, and I started to thrust. You yelled out, "Fuck me, fuck me good, Hank." I was blown away. I hammered you so hard it seemed like I was trying to nail your bum to the blanket with my cock. You yelled out for more. I came. I fired spunk into you again and again. You were so sweet I couldn't hold back. I stayed hard. I wanted you again. I thought to pull out for a moment. You made me stay. I started to stroke into you again. *** Jerri: I started having sex at way too young of an age. A girl grows up fast on a ranch. At college I had several men but this time was different. The way your chest feels against my tits, the way your cock fills me up, your enthusiasm, all seemed different. My hands couldn't reach all of your butt so I whispered to scoot up a bit. Then I felt your pubic hair and cock against my clit. Within a few minutes you grunted, body stiffened and then relaxed. I put my hands on your face and asked, "Did you just bust a nut?" You looked down at me and said, "You're goddamn right I did!" After a few minutes of laying on me you slowly started to pump a little. Still hard, but sweaty. This time you were slower and I felt my own orgasm coming. I started to contract around your cock. It was a beautiful feeling. I think you came too because of the stiffness of your body. We stayed like that for what seemed like an hour but when you started snoring, I knew we were done for the night. Your softening penis felt warm inside. You seemed to be so relaxed and peaceful. Soon, I went to sleep too, with your limp dick still in me. *** Hank: The second time around I pumped more slowly. It had been a harder day than I'd thought. As I thrust into you I could feel you getting closer. This time you were going to come. As you came, quietly, I could feel your vagina clutching me. The feel of you contracting around me sent me over the edge and I pumped my load into you. It was a beautiful feeling. We lay there still attached. I fell asleep. When I woke up, there you were beside me. Damn but that felt good. It had been a long time since a woman had stayed over, without planning or asking. I cuddled you in. I wondered whether your father would be out with a shotgun. I laughed to myself. That was in the old days. You were waking up, too. You really looked cute stretching as you awoke. I got up to pee. When I got back, you asked whether I was up for more. I didn't think so, but there were other parts of me that decided they were ready. I waggled my inflating cock in front of you, and said, "'Spose so." I got back in the bed and hauled you over to me. You didn't weigh anything at all. I rolled you over on your back and knelt between your legs. I was getting a good feel of your tight ass and those lovely little tits as I did. When I went to push in I was careful since I tended to get hung up. For some reason you were smaller outside than in. You were warm and welcoming once I got that little problem solved. We fucked gently. Eventually I came. I still had plenty of cum for you. I don't think you came that time. I got up again and went over to start the coffee. "Are you going to get in trouble with your parents for staying over and not telling them?" I asked. It was more conversation than anything else. I figured you could take care of yourself. "It was nice to wake up to you." Damn, that just popped out. *** Jerri: The next morning I woke up to one of your hands on my left tit. You were awake and playing with the nipple. You got up and went to the bathroom. When I saw you the one thing I thought was "God, I like a naked man around." You were getting a boner, you firmly rolled me on my back and after some stroking of my pussy and legs you pushed into me. I love sex in the morning! You were gentle, calm but breathing hard. Your hands smelled like soap. I scrunched down a little to get better contact with your prick. Your balls were hitting me on my ass with each stroke. I thought maybe I can cum with you for once. I put a hand between my legs and rubbed my clit. Your dick was slippery and so hard. I felt you cum and that put me over in little waves. "Almost the same time, maybe the next time," I thought to myself. That was very good, Hank. After coffee you dressed, told me you had to go to work and asked if I would lock up the trailer. We kissed hard and passionately. A hand gave me a ride back to my house, the sun was up, already getting hot. Now I need to go shopping for some lip balm and hand lotion!