Breeding Season at the Rocking R Ranch - Version Bravo

by Lubrican

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Chapter Two

The two teens felt the stab of panic that most young people never feel because they've never done anything that would get them in that much trouble.

Their scramble was both frantic and funny to them both. Bobby had only to get his shorts back up and tuck his shrunken cock back into them. The hardest part for him was zipping up, because his nervous fingers couldn't find the zipper tab. Megan, of course, was a little more frantic and she put her own shorts back on without even trying to get the panties on. Bobby saw her stuff those in her back pocket and then he turned and left to intercept Aunt Dee, so that Megan would have time to get her shirt on. It was inside out and lying on the hay.

Dee walked through the door of the barn just as Bobby turned the corner and they almost bumped into each other. Dee's hands went out automatically and grasped his forearms. As she said "Oh!", startled by his sudden appearance, her hands felt the strength in those arms and she looked up at her nephew. How he had grown! He was almost a man, she thought.

She backed up. "You startled me. How's it going?"

Bobby's mind was still reeling from all that had happened. He hadn't thought of what he'd say, just that he had to give Megan time to finish getting dressed.

"It's hard!" he gasped. Dee had a glimmer of understanding already. Just in showing them how to prep a stud she had gotten excited herself. That impossibly long, rock hard penis was something she didn't think anyone could touch without it affecting them. And, as Megan suddenly walked out behind Bobby, her eyes wild, her face flushed, Dee knew she had been right.

"It's okay," she said, pushing Bobby aside and hugging her niece. "It affects everyone that way. Don't feel guilty." Megan had no idea how much her aunt knew about what had just happened, but her admonition that how she felt was normal calmed the girl considerably.

Megan burrowed her head into her aunt's bosom. "I don't think I'll ever be able to go on a date after this," she moaned.

Dee laughed. "It's not quite the same sweetheart. Men are even more fun." Then she blushed as she realized what she'd just said to a mere fifteen year old girl. "Anyway, you have time to get over it. How many did you get done?" she asked.

Bobby and Megan pointed out the pairs they had mated on the list and Dee was both surprised and happy.

"You two did very well for your first time," she said. "And, you'll get a break. I just got a call from Chance and he got to come early. He'll be here tomorrow. Then he and Molly can share the burden. I think I may be able to get Rudy to help me with some of it too, so that will give you time to recuperate between sessions. How's that sound?"

Megan was already looking forward to mating horses again. Bobby wasn't so sure. Some of his doubts were back. He'd finally gotten to see his beautiful sister's body, but they'd almost gotten caught, and that made him nervous. But for now, it was safe. Because it was time for lunch.

At lunch Megan chatted animatedly while Bobby just ate as much of the delicious meal as he could. Molly wanted to know what it was like to prep the stallions, and asked all kinds of questions. Dee and Rudy just listened as Megan described how strong the horses were, and how large they seemed, and how well Bobby controlled them. She mentioned that one of them didn't stay on long enough.

Dee nodded. "I'm glad you told me, but we'll breed each pair three times before we're done. That ensures the best results."

Megan shivered, but it was a shiver of excitement. That was a lot of studs that would have to be prepped. And she had decided she loved prepping stallions.

Molly, for her part, had a reason for all her questions. Unknown to any of them at the table, she and Chance had been ... experimenting ... with each other for several years. They had started by just exploring each other's bodies, to see what they were like. Chance was the first boy Molly ever touched. As she dated, when she contemplated doing something with a boy, she did it with Chance first, to see what it was like, and to figure out the best way to do whatever it was.

They had never intended to actually have sex, though they'd gotten pretty close a few times. Once Chance's penis had spurted with the tip nudged right in between Molly's pussy lips, making a mess of slippery goo that she rubbed into her pussy, and which caused an orgasm in her that was so hard that she was afraid something had gone wrong with her at first. Then she figured out that she had just really liked the feeling of that warm slippery fluid squirting into her pussy mouth, and got him to do that a lot after that.

And then, the last night before he went off to college, her passion higher than it had ever been by knowing that he'd be gone the next day, she'd pulled him into her. It had hurt when he destroyed what was left of her hymen, but the pain hadn't lasted long and soon he was lustily fucking his sister with long pounding strokes. Molly had two orgasms before Chance groaned and slammed his seed into her in jerky grunting thrusts. Molly thought all that warm slippery fluid felt even better way up inside her.

When he left she was both relieved and distraught. She was relieved because they'd just had a lesson on conception in Biology class and she couldn't believe she hadn't gotten pregnant with her brother. She was unhappy because she missed his prick up in her, spurting all that dangerous stuff.

He'd gotten to come home for a few days during the holidays, and she had snuck into his room each night to crawl in bed naked with her brother. By then she didn't care about the danger. She just wanted him in her. Since then, though, he'd been working too much to be able to come home. So Molly was horny. She knew exactly what her brother's hard cock felt like in her hand. That's why she was so interested in finding out what a horse cock felt like. But she couldn't explain that to the people at the table.

Dee looked up. "Oh, I forgot to tell you, Chance called and he got cut loose from his internship early. He said he'll be here tomorrow morning if all goes well."

Molly couldn't keep a squeal of delight inside her. Her obvious joy that her brother was coming home made everyone else at the table look at her. She realized she had drawn too much attention and put her fork down. Looking with a level gaze from one to another around the table she said, "What? Is it so terrible for a girl to love her brother?"

Megan flushed bright red and Bobby choked on a piece of meat. The adults thought they were just holding in acid remarks about each other, unaware of how close to how they felt that Molly had come with her simple question.

That afternoon Megan and Bobby walked slowly back to the barn. Megan looked over at him. "I'm already excited," she said. Bobby looked back. She had changed shirts. This one had buttons down the front. She had on the same shorts, though. "Are you sure you want to ... you know ... go that far?" he asked.

"Bobby Tanner!" she said, stopping to face him. "Didn't you have the best time you've had in a long time this morning? I know I did!"

Bobby was stunned. He'd thought he was the one who pushed things too far that morning with his kiss. "Well ... yeah," he said.

"Okay then," she said, "And it's not like we did anything really serious," she sniffed, turning and continuing through the door of the barn.

They did three sets of horses before she wanted a kiss. Bobby was more than ready to give her one. After that she got a long sloppy kiss after each set, pushing her body against her brother's. "I want to rub," she whispered into his mouth, "but I want to save it too. Saving it makes it even better."

Bobby didn't agree at all. He'd been wanting to beat off ever since she'd unbuttoned three buttons of her shirt to let some air in and he'd been staring at her pink tipped breasts every time she leaned forward to wash a horse cock. In fact, if she hadn't wanted to wait, things might have turned out differently. If she'd have let them ease their passion halfway through the afternoon she might not have been so completely charged up when she finally broke and dragged Bobby up a ladder into the haymow, where she thought they'd have more notice that someone was coming and couldn't be walked in on.

"I want to touch you," she panted as she got naked again in front of her brother. There was an old horse blanket hanging on a nail nearby and she took that and spread it out. "Let's lie down," she breathed.

Bobby, too, was way beyond controlling what he was feeling, and he got naked as well, wanting to feel her skin against his. They crushed their lips together as her hand slid between them, searching for and finding his rigid tool.

"Mmmm you're warm too" she breathed into his mouth between kisses. She stroked his cock several times and he pushed it toward her by instinct. During the next kiss Megan got the idea to use his cock tip to rub her clitty, and she lifted one leg and hung it over his, scooting closer. When she was able to get close enough to dig his penis into her pussy mouth she knew she was going to love doing it.

Bobby kept giving little lurches, again by instinct, and it was one of those lurches that dug the pointy tip of his cock far enough into her pussy that her tight pussy lips stretched and snapped over the glans.

Megan's wild masturbating sessions in the past had removed her troublesome hymen and, other than the discomfort of things stretching, which was bearable and dissipating already, it wasn't painful for either of them. All that warm pussy wrapped around his cock head, however, brought out something in Bobby he didn't even know was there. He automatically rolled on top of his sister. That act alone shoved two inches of his hard prick into her defenseless pussy. Then the instinct that had been making him push made him push again and his pubic bone mashed up against her clit as their pubic hairs mingled.

Megan had, on some level, known this was going to happen. She was, in some ways, ready for it. Bobby was not. It had happened so fast, and without conscious thought, that when his brain caught up and he realized just where his rock hard prick was, that knowledge tripped a switch and his balls emptied.

It was a classic case of premature ejaculation.

Thankfully, Bobby's teenage prick was able to stay hard after it spurted his sister full of his thick white spooge, and the urge to push, combined with Megan's hands rubbing his back and her voice, cooing in his ear, caused Bobby to begin fucking his first woman, who just happened to be his sister. That he had shot off in her helped, because she was now well lubricated. Still she was tight and it took a minute for the discomfort of being stuffed full of hard cock to morph into a delightful feeling of being stroked and massaged on this inside by something warm and wonderful. Since she had known, on some level, that this would happen, the usual emotional firestorm of fear, guilt and nervousness was replaced by eager anticipation of ecstasy.

She was not disappointed.

In fact, when Megan began having orgasms, she had them in an uncontrollable, rapid fire, manner, one after another until she had stampeded through four of them and couldn't breathe. She put her hands on Bobby's chest and pushed. "Stop!" she gasped.

Bobby, afraid that she hated what he was doing, stopped. When she gasped, "I can't breathe" and sounded genuinely breathless, he started to pull out. Her hands slapped on his ass cheeks. "Don't take it out," she panted. "Just stay still for a minute."

Staying still was not easy, halfway in as he was. So Bobby let himself sink down on his sister, which drove his cock to her cervix, where he let it soak in hot pussy. Just breathing made him move enough that his bone massaged her clit. She felt another orgasm coming on and took a deep breath.

Bobby had been moving inside her tight tunnel each time she had gotten off before. But now, immobile inside her, when her orgasm flowed over her and her pussy started rippling, he could feel it. It felt remarkably like he was being jacked off, and when Bobby suddenly felt the urge to shoot again, he let it go.

Megan's pussy milked his cock several more times and the first shot thundered into her depths. This time she felt the added heat of his cum and that intensified her orgasm, causing her pussy to milk his cock for another spurt. They lay still, her pussy working on him, semen still bursting, then, eventually just seeping from his softening cock. Then they collapsed limply.

It took them five more minutes to rouse themselves. The reality of what had happened began to manifest itself, and the danger of discovery impressed itself on them. Both stared at her recently-fucked pussy lips, which ran with sticky white sperm. Silently they got up and dressed. That silence built until Megan couldn't stand it any more.

She turned to Bobby. "I'm not sorry it happened!" she said loudly. She was afraid. She couldn't have put details to that fear, but it showed in her face.

Bobby didn't want her to be afraid. He held out his arms. "I'm not either."

Megan rushed into his arms and they hugged each other. Megan lifted her face, her eyes filled with glistening tears. Bobby whispered, "I love you Megan." Then she cried, tears mixed of pent-up emotion, the release she had just experienced, and joy that the man who had taken her virginity loved her. That he was her brother just made it sweeter somehow.

Megan insisted that they mate one more pair of horses before they went back to the house. She needed the time to get control of her emotions. This time, when she fondled the stallion's cock it wasn't so bad. She knew that her need could be met if it was necessary. After they had returned the two horses to their stalls Megan kissed Bobby one more time.

By the time they got to the house no one could have told that they'd shared something so intimate ... or so forbidden.

Dinner that night was surprisingly relaxed, at least from the vantage point of Megan and Bobby. Both still seethed with the excitement of discovered love and lust, but they were also tired. The others had worked hard around the ranch and were also tired. When Dee asked Bobby and Megan how things had gone and they answered glibly, she assumed they were just trying to put forward a brave face.

"Chance will be home sometime tomorrow. Until then maybe Rudy and I could work with the horses. That will give you two a break. I know how ... taxing ... it can be."

Neither Megan or Bobby argued. For Megan, she still felt, or imagined she felt, her brother's heavy spunk in her womb. She hadn't thought about the risks and dangers of having unprotected sex while she was having ... unprotected sex. But she knew that if she handled horse cocks again she'd want to handle Bobby's cock again. And she knew that if she handled Bobby's cock again, she'd let him slide it into her sex and spurt again. That brought mixed feelings to her. She didn't want to get pregnant, but, at the same time, she ached to feel his penis in her again. So a break from handling horse cocks was welcome in a way since she felt she could control her lust away from that environment.

Bobby was more worried about being caught. He, too, knew that if Megan allowed him to, he'd fuck her again. He'd never even think of forcing her, but if she welcomed him, he'd be helpless.

Both had forgotten they'd be sleeping in the same room that night. At bedtime, Molly told Bobby to take his shower first, and that the girls would take theirs after. She did that so she could talk to her cousin alone.

"So? What was it really like?" she asked Megan. Megan sighed.

"If you're going to do this with Chance, I hope you like him a lot."

Molly looked surprised. "What? Of course I like him. He's my brother. Why? What did Bobby do? Did you two have a fight?"

Megan was so full of emotion she started to laugh hysterically. "We had the farthest thing from a fight you can have. Molly, handling those horses does something to you. I got so ... so ... so horny I couldn't stand it!"

Molly frowned. "I was afraid of that. When I saw Momma prepping that stud, and thought about what that was going to be like ... I got all chills and stuff."

Megan slumped. "I got so horny I had to rub off."

Molly stared. "Get out! Did you really? Wow."

"And Bobby caught me," said Megan, still staring at the floor.

"What'd he do?" asked Molly.

"I can't talk about it," said Megan. "You'd hate me."

Molly felt a thrill. If Megan and Bobby had done something intimate, then that meant she and Chance weren't the only perverts on the planet. "Did he get ... excited too?" she asked.

Megan just nodded her head. Molly frowned again. "Did he hurt you Megan?"

Megan's head came up. "Oh no. It was my fault really. I dared him to jerk off, so I could too. I was so horny Molly. And things got ... I don't know ... strange."

"How strange?" asked Molly.

"You'd hate me if I told you," moaned Megan again.

Molly knew that if it bothered Megan that much it was a whole lot more than a kiss or mutual masturbation. It had to have been something more akin to what she and Chance had done.

She made a decision.

"Megan," she said. When Megan finally looked at her she went on. "On the last night Chance was here, before he went to college, I went to his room to kiss him goodbye. Based on what you just said, I'd have to say that kiss was ... strange."

Megan's eyes opened wide. "You don't mean you ...?"

Molly leaned in close and whispered. "He fucked me senseless."

Megan's mouth opened wide and then snapped shut. She stood up and, for a second, Molly thought she'd made a terrible mistake. But then she was almost knocked over as Megan hugged her.

"Ohhh thank you Molly, thank you so much. I thought we did something horrible," cried Megan.

Molly hugged her cousin. "Well, I suppose it is pretty horrible, depending on who's talking about it. I mean I sure don't want the neighbors to know, or the kids at school, or my Mom and Dad." She ticked them off on her fingers. "But I can't wait for him to get home." she added meaningfully.

The bathroom door closed down the hall and the two girls stepped apart. Bobby came in the door and then stopped. "Sorry, I should have knocked, huh?" he said. He was dressed in gym shorts, which is what he usually slept in.

"My, but aren't you a handsome thing," said Molly eyeing his half naked body. She turned to her cousin. "Megan, doesn't he look comfortable? I think he looks comfortable. Why is it that boys get to dress comfortably and girls don't? You think we should sleep dressed like that? I bet it would be a lot more comfortable than what we usually wear."

Megan realized Molly was teasing, but she felt so relieved that she joined in. "You might just have something there." She turned to Bobby. "Have you got any more gym shorts we could borrow to sleep in?"

Bobby was staring at both girls like they had each sprouted an extra nose. The image in his mind of the two girls prancing around in only gym shorts had caused his freshly-cleaned penis to begin to fill with blood. It was also beginning to tent out his shorts. That both girls were obviously checking out the front of them didn't help any.

Molly laughed and told Megan they should go take a shower to let Bobby "get settled" before they came back. When the girls were gone Bobby kept thinking about what it might look like if all the girls were wearing around the bedroom was panties. He thought about beating off, but he didn't know how long they'd be gone. Instead he lay there in bed, eyes closed, replaying in his mind that picture of two teenaged girls, walking here and there, doing this and that, unconcernedly topless.

The trip and the work he'd done that day and especially the sex with Megan had taken more out of him than he realized. He drifted off to sleep, his dick still hard.

In the bathroom the girls were still in chat-and-giggle mode, comparing notes on sex. Molly reached into the shower and turned it on. Their shared secret had brought them closer together than a month of knowing each other could have. It was, therefore, easy for them to strip naked in front of each other in the bathroom. They had started talking about sex with their brothers as soon as the bathroom door was securely closed, comparing the feelings and describing to each other how strange and wonderful it had felt. By the time hot water was coming out of the shower head both girls stood naked, their nipples spiked and their pussies damp.

"You go first" said Molly, her training about how to treat guests even stronger than her own feelings at the moment.

"No, you go first," came back Megan, who wanted to rub her pussy. She and Molly had talked about some very intimate things, but she couldn't masturbate in front of her cousin if Molly was watching her, waiting for the shower. Molly solved the problem by grabbing Megan's hand and pulling her into the shower with her. Molly grabbed the soap and tried to break it in half, but it didn't work. Instead it slipped out of her hands and fell with a thump to the floor of the shower. "Damn!" she said, trying to squat down to find it. It was too crowded though, and her face ended up right by Megan's pussy.

Molly had the strangest urge to lick that pussy, but fought it down. She was astonished at the urge. It happened without warning and was tied to Megan's knowledge that Bobby's prick had been in that pussy recently. She got out of the shower and reached in to retrieve the soap. "We'll have to share" she said, getting back in. She handed the soap to Megan. Megan, not understanding exactly, assumed she was supposed to soap up Molly's back, which was now turned toward her. She ran the soap over Molly's shoulders and back, then worked it in with her free hand while she handed the soap to Molly over her shoulder.

Molly tensed up at the feel of her cousin's hand at first, then relaxed as she was handed the soap. She soaped up her breasts and stomach while Megan washed her back. When she turned around, Megan did too, and the process was repeated.

The result was two horny girls, feeling soft stroking hands on their bodies, and their lust was intensified. Molly bit her lip, thinking about her brother coming home the next day. She had to find a way to get him alone ... and soon!

Megan, though, was too horny to wait any longer and after a cursory washing of her breasts, she got her hand soapy and slid it between her legs. Her finger entered her pussy and she pulled upward to put pressure on her clit. Then she began fingerfucking herself with a vengeance. "Ohhhhhh" she moaned as she began feeling the pleasure.

"What?" asked Molly. Megan bent forward so she could reach her pussy better and Molly saw what she was doing. "Megan!" gasped Molly.

"I can't help it!" moaned Megan. "I feel so horny!"

Molly did too, but had tried to push it back. Now that her friend was rubbing off though, she let go of her control and slid her hand into her own crotch.

Soon both girls were almost squatting as the water cascaded over them and they fingerfucked themselves.

"Mmmmmmm," moaned Molly as she felt herself getting close.

"Ahhhhhhh," chimed in Megan as she felt the first twinges of what she knew would make her pussy squirt.

Then, as if they'd been doing this together for years, the two girls orgasmed at almost the same time. Each cried out as the water pelted down on them and their pussies squelched, their juices running out of them to be washed down the drain. They ended up leaned toward each other and then, suddenly they were hugging. And then, to the astonishment of both, their lips touched and they kissed a long, wet, slippery kiss that took both girl's breath away.

Almost as one they pushed away from each other. Wide eyes stared into each other's and they panted, trying to understand the feelings they were having. Finally Molly pushed the door open and stepped out.

Megan turned off the water and, as she got out of the cubicle, Molly tossed her a towel. The girls dried themselves off first, then wrapped towels around their wet hair. Finally Molly spoke.

"What do you suppose that was?" she asked

"I don't know" admitted Megan. "Nothing like that has ever happened to me."

"Me either" agreed Molly. "What do you think about it?"

"I don't know," said Megan. "Are we lesbians?"

"I don't feel like a lesbian" said Molly.

"I don't know what a lesbian feels like, so how do you know you don't feel like one?" asked Megan. Molly felt a surge of panic. She didn't want to be a lesbian, but that kiss had sure been interesting. Suddenly she smiled. "Remember what Bobby was doing to you in the barn? I know I'm not a lesbian because I wouldn't mind it one little bit if he did that to me," she announced with pleasure.

"Oh!" yipped Megan, who also didn't want to be a lesbian, but who had also enjoyed that kiss a great deal. "Why didn't I think of that? I loved having Bobby's penis in me. That means I'm not a lesbian either!"

"At least you're lucky enough that your brother is sleeping in the same room with us tonight," said Molly.

Megan turned around. "You mean you think I should ...?" she asked.

Molly giggled. "I know what I'd do it if was Chance. But if you don't want to, can I borrow him?"

Megan thought about what had just happened in the shower and decided she'd like very much to have her brother's long hard prick up inside her belly again. The thought of him doing that with Molly didn't bother her so much, but she wanted to confirm in her own mind that that kiss she'd shared with Molly was just a kiss between loving cousins, and not something more.

Megan smiled. "I'd love to sleep with him tonight. We'd never get that opportunity at home. And Chance will be home tomorrow, right? Can you wait until then?"

Molly grinned. "I just rubbed off in the shower. I can rub off while you take care of that nice lump he was growing when we left. He may think it's kind of weird, but if I know boys, he'll make room in his bed for you, even if I'm there."

That decided, the two girls helped each other dry their hair. They were still naked, but they no longer felt awkward about what had happened and chatted as they combed out each other's wet hair. Megan suggested that they'd better have on their sleepwear when they left the bathroom.

So, fully clothed, they went out and, just to make sure the coast would be clear, they went to find Dee and Rudy. The adults were sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee and talking. Megan hugged her father and kissed him good night, while Molly did the same to her mother.

"Are you're sure it's going to work out with Bobby in the room with you?" Dee asked Molly.

Molly nodded. "Yeah, I don't think it will be a problem. We're all pretty tired and he was already in bed when we went to take our showers. He's probably already asleep. I just hope he doesn't snore."

"I'd be more worried about him sleep walking," said Rudy, grinning. "It might be pretty exciting if he did that and then got back in the wrong bed."

Megan laughed. "He wouldn't stand a chance against the two of us Daddy. We'd have him pinned before he could do anything stupid."

Rudy smiled. "That might be just what he was hoping for. I know if I woke up with two beautiful girls holding me down I'd just have to resign myself to doing whatever they told me to." He leered. "Of course I might have a couple of suggestions for them."

Molly laughed. "Why Uncle Rudy! Are you a dirty old man? It's a good thing you aren't sleeping in there with us." She grinned to show she was teasing and turned to her mother. "What time do we need to get up? I'll set the alarm."

Dee thought about that. "Just get up whenever you wake up. Rudy and I are taking first shift with the horses, so you don't need to be up early, but there are some things you kids can do out in the garden until it's time to go pick up Chance."

The girls darted a glance at each other. This was working out better than they had dreamed it could. They left the adults and went back down the hall to Molly's bedroom. To their surprise Molly had been right. Bobby was asleep already.

Megan slipped out of her T shirt and panties and, naked, lifted the covers and climbed in with her brother. Molly turned out the light as soon as Megan was situated, and got in her own bed.

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