Breeding Season at the Rocking R Ranch - Version Bravo

by Lubrican

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Chapter Four

Molly was already reaching behind her, up into her shirt, to unsnap her bra. "They did it right next to me in your old bed!" she yelled back. "Your room is still full of junk, so Mom moved your bed into my room. Megan and I were supposed to sleep in one bed and Bobby in the other, but it didn't work out that way."

Molly reached into her shirt and pulled on the bra, sliding her arms inside through the arm holes. Her hand appeared out of the bottom of the shirt with her bra in it. By this time they had reached the outskirts of town and were turning onto the blacktop county road that led toward the ranch. Joyfully Molly pushed the shirt up to her neck, exposing her large succulent breasts to her brother's view. Her back was to the cab.

"I want you to suck my titties," she yelled. "Nobody's sucked my titties since you left."

"They'd better not have," growled Chance, reaching for his sister.

Bobby actually kept his eyes front most of the time, only occasionally checking the rear view mirror. When he saw Molly's shirt come off he told Megan. She turned around excitedly and stared unabashedly through the dirty back window of the truck.

"I thought you said you weren't going to watch," said Bobby, grinning.

"I had my fingers crossed," admitted Megan.

Then she described how things happened. She told how Molly tried to get undressed while her brother crawled over her, also trying to get his jeans down and his shirt off. Then she described how Molly was on her back, her shorts and panties hanging off of one ankle as Chance, unable to take his boots off, just shoved his pants down far enough to free his dick.

"Oooooo," it is all rough looking," said Megan as Chance's prick came into view. "And it's really hard and big!"

"Now he's over her ... now he's putting it in ... Oh! Bobby! He just shoved it right in her! He must be splitting her open! ... No, she's kissing him ... Uh. Oh. Stop!" screamed Megan.

"What happened? yelled Bobby hitting the brakes and imagining something terrible, like Molly's pussy spurting blood.

"Chance's shirt just blew out of the back of the truck. Back up!"

Chance's face suddenly appeared at the back window, his mouth open as he shouted, wanting to know why they'd stopped.

The window was down and Bobby yelled out of it as he backed up. "Your shirt!" he yelled.

Bobby could see it in the side mirror, lying on the side of the road, a splash of color in an otherwise dreary landscape. When he stopped he jumped out and Megan jumped out too and they both raced for the shirt. Megan, at the top of her lungs, yelled, "Keep going. We're just getting your shirt!"

Bobby got to the shirt first and Megan, laughing, pointed at the truck. It was rocking on it's springs and making a creaking sound. Bobby and Megan snuck up to the tailgate and peeked in, to see Chance's naked buttocks bobbing between Molly's spread thighs as he lustily drove in and out of his sister's pussy with his dick. They could see his low hanging balls, swaying and slapping Molly's buttocks as she thrust upward against every lunge. Molly was moaning and crying out her pleasure. Chance only made a grunting noise every time he thrust into his little sister.

"Oh yes!" screamed Molly as she had an orgasm.

"Ooohhhhh Noooooo!" groaned Chance as his balls gave up and powered his jism deep into his sister's slot. He'd wanted to go a lot longer than this, but he was just to excited.

"It's okay," soothed Molly. "It's a long way home. We have time to do it again."

Bobby nudged Megan, whose eyes were big and round as she got a close-up view of Chance jerking his cock into his sister as it sprayed it's precious load hard. He pointed toward the front of the truck and mouthed, "Come on".

They got back in and started the truck moving again. Bobby still had the shirt and he handed it to Megan.

"Are you hard?" asked his sister.

"Yeah," he said, steering around a big hole in the road.

"Can I see?" she asked.

"While I'm driving?" he asked incredulously.

"I just want to see," she whined.

"Okay" he said, shrugging.

Her hands flashed to his pants and fought with belt, button and zipper until he put both feet on the floor and raised his butt so she could wiggle his pants down to his thighs. His boner stuck up toward the wheel.

Suddenly he saw Megan's head ... the back of her head, dive under his right arm and stop in his lap. He felt her hot mouth engulf the head of his cock.

"Megan!" he yelped. "You just said you wanted to see!"

She dragged her mouth off his cock, sucking and slurping long enough to say, "I lied," and then went back for more. Bobby could see that one of her hands was in the waistband of her now open shorts. She was rubbing herself as she sucked on his cock.

In the back, Chance had been delighted to find that even though he'd spewed Molly full of creamy cum, he stayed hard as a rock. He had, after all, missed her too. Molly was even happier, because the erratic movement of the truck meant that Chance could stay deep inside her and the truck made his body move and rub her clitty in the most delicious manner. She gritted her teeth in a happy grimace as she came again, her body bouncing under Chance's. When he was fucking her he couldn't get to her breasts, which, in his hurry, he had neglected, so Molly brought her own fingers up and squeezed and pulled at her turgid nips, intensifying her orgasm.

Bobby, feeling he was about to shoot off in his sister's mouth, braked and pulled her hair to get her off of him. He didn't want to cum in her mouth. Not this time. She looked up in surprise and he barked, "Get your shorts off."

Megan giggled and sat back up, raising her hips off the seat and sliding shorts and panties down. She kicked them off on the floorboard and sat back down, naked from the waist down. She spread her legs and frigged her pussy.

"Get out," commanded Bobby as they stopped. Once outside they couldn't lie down, because of the dirt and gravel. So Bobby pushed Megan against the fender of the old truck and took her from behind. They'd never done it this way and Megan had to back up, her hands still on the fender, and bend over, spreading her legs and wagging her butt at her brother. She looked something like a half-naked felon being arrested. Bobby, seeing his target exposed, aimed his prick at her dripping pussy lips and moved up against her. He couldn't see, but fisted his prick, nosing it around until he felt her cleft, and the shoved his hips forward.

"Ooooohhhh Yeeaahhhhh," moaned Megan as she was filled. In this position his cock didn't rub her clit, so she took one hand off the truck and stuck it between her legs, pressing and squeezing her clit while he began to slide in and out. The truck rocked and both teens looked to see Chance's and Molly's heads appear over the roof of the truck.

"What are you guys doing?" asked Molly, giggling.

"I guess you were right," said Chance.

Shortly he had Molly bent over the roof, fucking her from behind too, while they watched Megan toss her head and moan her way through an orgasm. Then Bobby stiffened and thrust up and forward, just like the stallions they'd seen the day before, as he unloaded his baby makers into Megan's belly.

Chance wasn't far behind and Molly cooed as she felt her pussy being bathed again with hot, wet spunk.

Over her shoulder she smiled at him. "I've missed you so much Chance," she said, sounding just as happy as a lark.

"And I'm not even close to showing you how much I missed you," she added, reaching to him for another kiss.

Dee and Rudy had gotten dressed and then fixed something to eat, since it was getting close to lunch. They talked about what had happened over lunch.

"I don't know whether to be sorry or not," confessed Dee. "I've been attracted to you since we dated. I only bowed out because it was my sister who wanted you."

"I'd feel worse except that Cathy told me I could keep dating you if I wanted to when we first started going out. She said life wasn't fair, and that if two girls loved the same guy they should be able to settle down with him and all live happily ever after."

"You're joking!" gasped Dee. "My sister said that?"

"Yup," said Rudy. "Course that was a long time ago. She might look at things differently now. But I feel a little guilty about Tom."

"Don't feel too bad," she said. "A horse kicked him twelve years ago and he hasn't made love to me since."

"Twelve years?" Rudy gasped. "You haven't had sex in twelve years?! Why didn't you say something?" asked Rudy. "We didn't know."

"Cathy knew," said Dee, frowning. "I told her all about it. Tom's testicles were crushed and he hasn't had any sex drive since then. He can't even get an erection. Why wouldn't Cathy tell you about that?" she mused.

"I don't know," said Rudy. "When I left she said ... you know what she said Dee? She said I should do whatever you needed and take care of you while Tom was gone. You don't suppose she ..."

Dee was looking stunned. "I can't believe it. You think she wanted this to happen?" Then she sat back in her chair. "You know, you just might have something there. It would be just like her to think I had gone long enough without."

"Um ... I don't mean to be indelicate ... but ... you did sort of go wild."

Dee ignored him. "Is Cathy at work right now?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I want to talk to that girl," said Dee. "But I can't do it while she's at work. I'll have to wait until tonight."

"So what do we do in the meantime?" asked Rudy.

"What do you mean?"

"We have more breeding to do this afternoon," he said.

Dee looked at him, her eyes calculating. "You enjoyed it Rudy."

"Of course I did," he admitted. "I'm a man. Men love doing that. But I don't want to do anything that would come between you and Cathy, or me and Cathy, or you and Tom for that matter."

"Try not to kill me with all the compliments," said Dee grumpily. "You think if we breed this afternoon I'll lose control again."

Rudy sighed. "I'd be hoping you lost control again."

Dee stuck out her chin. "Well I won't. So there!"

"You're acting like a teenager Dee," said Rudy.

"Well, only because you made me feel like one. I haven't felt like that since I was a teenager!"

Rudy grinned. "I am built like a stud horse, aren't I?" He made a show of preening.

Dee laughed. "Look at us. What a pair we are. Little miss hot pussy and mister big dick." She giggled. Then she got serious. "Maybe we can both work on controlling our urges. I mean we owe it to ... them ... to at least try, right?"

"Yeah, we do," said Rudy.

"Besides, the kids will probably be back before it gets too bad and we ... do anything," she said.

"Yeah .. right," said Rudy.

When they got to the breeding pen again and Dee was ready to prep the first stud Rudy said, "Maybe if we joke around it will help."

Dee positioned the stool and bucket. "We can always try."

Rudy waited until she got busy swabbing the big penis. "So, I wouldn't feel bad if I were you," he said. "I mean it takes a while to get used to dealing with a penis that huge. I know it took Cathy a long time to get used to it."

Dee had been thinking about how smooth and hard the penis was she was stroking. But she was trying to listen to Rudy too, to distract herself. She put the rag in the bucket and stood up while Rudy led the stallion to the mare.

"What?" she said, looking at him. "What about Cathy?"

"It took her a while to get used to handling something as big as that." He pointed at the stallion, which was about ready to mount the mare.

"When did she ever do that?" asked Dee, confused.

"When she decided to marry me!" he laughed.

Dee bent over and picked up a handful of hay and dirt. She threatened to throw it at him. "Very funny mister big shot. Or should I call you big dick?" Now she laughed. "I've heard people called Big John and Big Jack and even Big Bill, but never Big Dick"

The stallion jumped and humped. The mare whinnied.

Both watched as the stud slammed into the mare five or six times and grunted, before falling back to the ground. His penis hung down, dripping.

"Oh my goodness" said Dee. "It doesn't matter how many times I see that, it still makes me feel ..." She turned to Rudy. "And joke all you want, but it's not that easy to touch something so ... so ... so male."

"Surely it's not that bad," said Rudy.

"When was the last time you handled a foot long iron hard cock?" asked Dee. She immediately wished she hadn't said it.

"Well, that would have been the last time Cathy was upset with me and made me sleep on the couch," he said grinning.

"I asked for that," she said, shaking her head.

"You did?" he quipped. "No wonder Cathy sent me up here alone."

Dee knew she should quit while she was behind. "Joking around isn't going to help if you joke around about something that felt so good in me about an hour ago."

"That's probably why the only jokes I can think of involve a penis," he said. "All I can think about is where my own was an hour ago."

Dee smiled a wry smile. "Well we can't think about that. We have breeding to do."

"Just exactly what I had in mind." Rudy smiled widely as he grabbed his crotch.

Dee slapped his chest, but it wasn't a hard touch. "Don't tempt me. I'm very vulnerable right now. Handling a real cock has gotten me all excited. You better keep it in your pants, buster. I wouldn't want to be disappointed at how tiny it is ... by comparison ... and hurt your feelings."

Rudy grabbed his chest with both hands and leaned backwards, like he'd been shot. "Yes ma'am."

They got back to work and did two more pairs of horses. With each succeeding prep the look in Dee's eyes got a little wilder though. She was sweating now, and as they watched the last pair breed she unbuttoned two buttons of her blouse. They put those horses up and brought in another pair. This time, when Dee washed the long hard cock in her hands, it seemed to take longer, and Rudy craned his neck to see what was happening. He saw Dee's arms moving as she swabbed the prick in her hand several times.

"Dee?" he said.

She didn't look up and her response was only, "Hmm?"

"You about done there?" he asked.

Her head jerked and she pulled her hands away from the penis. She stood up shakily and almost tripped over the stool, knocking it over. Rudy led the stallion to the mare and it hopped up and entered her immediately. Rudy stepped back and felt Dee's hands on his waist, pulling.

"Don't get too close," she said from behind him.

"He was quick," said Rudy. The feel of Dee's hands on his waist made him want to turn around and put his hands on her waist, but he resisted. He was really trying to give her all the options. If Cathy really had sent him up here thinking he could give Dee what Tom couldn't, she should have said something to him about it ... been more clear as to what she would let happen.

The stallion jumped back off the mare and Rudy caught the halter rope. He turned to see Dee standing rigidly, her eyes a little glassy. Finally she went to the mare and got ready to take her back to her stall.

The next time Rudy had to pull Dee off the stallion's cock when she wouldn't answer his questions. The only way he could do that was to reach through her armpits and pull her back. There was just no way he could do that without ending up with his hands full of her breasts. She stumbled to her feet and pressed back against him, grinding her butt into his hardon. The stallion found his own way to the mare and bred her. Rudy held his sister-in-law, his hands still covering her breasts as they watched the mare get bred. "Hey," he said into her ear. She was trembling and her hands had come up to cover his. She wasn't trying to remove his hands from her braless breasts. Her hands felt warm and soft on top of his. "Are you okay? Do you need to take a break?"

"I'm hornier than a sixteen year old virgin in a dildo factory," said Dee. "Let's do another one."

"Maybe we need to take a break," he insisted. He couldn't make himself let go of those soft breasts.

She turned in his arms, her hands going behind his back to pull him against her. "Maybe you need to kiss me Rudy," said his smoky-eyed sister-in-law.

"I thought we were only going to tease each other," he said. Feeling her against him was making him hot. His dick started to fill with blood.

"I think you're a bald-faced liar," she said, her mouth only inches from his.

"What?" he asked.

"About not wanting to fuck me again. Rudy no man has ever made me feel like that. You couldn't have made me feel that way and not enjoyed it yourself."

"I admitted I enjoyed it," he said. "I didn't lie about that."

"Yeah, but I think you came here gunning for me," she said. "I remember that hug when you got here. I bet you've got a hardon right now."

"No I don't" said Rudy. Technically it wasn't completely hard yet.

Dee ground her mound against the front of his jeans. "I think you're lying. I think I'd better take a look, though, because I hate thinking that my favorite brother-in-law would be a low-down liar."

"I'm your only brother-in-law Dee," he said, shoving his hardening prick against her crotch.

"All the more important that we don't have this misunderstanding," she said. She licked her lips.

"Okay, I might have fudged just a little," he said softly. It was his last attempt to joke ... to break the mood ... to give her time to stop.

She didn't. Instead she sank to her knees and unbuckled his belt. She ran her hands over the outside of his jeans, stroking the lump there. Then she unbuttoned and unzipped the jeans. They fit tightly around his butt and he had to help her slide them past that obstruction. She clawed at his briefs until his prick sprang out, bobbing in front of her face.

"Ohhhhh," she said in a sad voice. "I've missed you," she said to the penis in her hand. Her hand wrapped around it and she skinned the foreskin back, exposing the purplish head. "It's only been two hours and I almost forgot what you looked like." Her hands went to his balls, which were hanging low. She hefted them as if she were weighing them. "Hi fellas," she said to them. "Did you make up another nice big batch of goodies for me?" Her eyes slid up to his as he stared down into her eyes.

"I don't care if Cathy sent you up here to service me or not," she said. Keeping eye contact with him, she opened her mouth and slid it over the head of his cock. Rudy saw her cheeks collapse inward as she sucked. Leaving her mouth on him she unbuttoned the rest of the buttons on her shirt and shrugged it off, dropping it on the hay behind her. Then she pulled off his cock and stood up, tearing at the buttons of Rudy's shirt and pulling the halves apart so she could press her naked breasts against his chest. She reached up for a kiss and when it was over she whispered, "We have breeding to do Rudy."

He crushed his mouth to hers, no longer capable of resisting her charms. He threw off his shirt and leaned over to pull his jeans off.

They didn't go anywhere. She dragged him to a stall that was full of hay bales and spread out a tarp on the loose hay that was on the floor. Both of them stripped naked in almost no time and, accompanied by the whinny of a mare being bred, Dee accepted Rudy's cock into her body again. He covered her, pressing her down, pinning her to the ground with his sexual spike and she loved it. She made noises ... happy demanding noises ... telling him to go deeper, then harder as she neared her apex, then crying out for his seed to be delivered to her womb.

As his sperm flushed into her Rudy finally asked what had been worrying him all along. "Speaking of breeding ... If you and Tom haven't been doing anything, that would suggest you're not on birth control. What happens if I knock you up?"

"My belly will get big," she hissed. "Now ... shut up and fuck me," was her only answer.

The kids had finally worn themselves out with their impromptu orgy, and were both relaxed and tired when they pulled into the lane that led to the ranch house. Then they had to carry the supplies and Chance's luggage into the house. When that was done they stopped for a cool drink and to rest.

"Where's Mom?" asked Chance.

"She and my dad are doing the breeding today," said Megan.

"I'm going to go tell her I'm here," said Chance.

"We'll go with you," said Molly, relaxed and happy now that her pussy was full of her brother's thick cum.

The teens walked slowly down to the barns. None of them said much, all being tired from their amorous activities. While they were approaching the pen they heard a mare whinny. They turned the corner just in time to see a stallion jump down off the mare, his thick prick hanging low.

But neither Rudy nor Dee were there with the horses.

"They must be getting another pair," suggested Bobby.

"They wouldn't do that" said Megan. They'd have too many horses to handle at once."

"This is strange," said Chance. "When I helped Dad we always stayed with them while they bred."

Megan looked at Bobby. "You don't suppose ...." She shook her head. "No, Daddy wouldn't do that."

"What?" asked Molly.

Megan looked uncomfortable. "Well, when Bobby and I were doing this we kind of got ... carried away."

Chance looked stunned. "You mean you did it? Right here?"

Megan blushed. "No, not then. Not exactly. We did ... some things, but not that ... not until later that night."

Just then, from down the breezeway, they heard a moan. It was obviously a female moan and it wasn't the kind that sounded like someone was hurt.

Chance, still looking stunned, held his finger up to his lips and tiptoed off down the breezeway. The others followed.

They found the stall Dee had dragged Rudy to and carefully peeked inside.

They were just in time to hear Rudy's breathy voice say, "Speaking of breeding ... If you and Tom haven't been doing anything, that would suggest you're not on birth control. What happens if I knock you up?"

And they heard Dee's response:

"My belly will get big," she hissed. "Now ... shut up and fuck me."

Molly was suddenly very aware of the heavy load of her brother's spunk in her womb. She wasn't aware yet, of course, that it was already much too late to worry about her fecundity and his virility. She would, in fact, bear her brother's twins in nine months. But the obvious willingness of her mother to be impregnated by Uncle Rudy made butterflies dance in her stomach and she felt a thrill that surprised her. She was shocked at that thrill, because, intellectually, she knew she should be irate at her mother for cheating on her father.

But she wasn't irate. Unbelievably, she was horny again!

The overflowing emotions caused her to bark, "Mommy!"

The result of her exclamation would have been humorous to a bystander. First of all she scared Megan and Bobby with her outburst and they both yelled. Chance, who had been leaning to one side to see through a slat in the side of the stall, jerked and his boot slipped on the hay as he fell down with a thump that raised a cloud of dust.

Rudy, on the verge of cumming because of Dee's welcoming statement, froze as his balls began pumping his semen into his penis.

Dee felt the issue of hot wet spunk into her pussy with one part of her mind, recognized the voice of her daughter with another part of her mind and was instantly embarrassed to death. Her hands came up and covered her face as her breath caught in her chest.

Rudy's mind caught up with Molly's exclamation and, like a guilty teenager caught humping a girl by her irate father, rolled off of Dee, his prick still spurting. He rolled onto the hay, which stuck him in the ass painfully. His adult mind, however, was not used to being assaulted by a guilty reaction. The result was an explosive, "Son of a bitch!" as he tried to evaluate what was happening.

Four teenagers, two of them drained of sperm, and the other two full of it, stared at Dee's supine body, her legs spread, her pussy lips flowered open and weeping thick white goo. There was another stripe of Rudy's creamy spend lying on her mons, one end just above her clit, which bulged out, swollen and erect.

Molly squeaked, "Mommy!" again, reflexively, and Dee's legs slammed shut. She was slim enough, however, that her pussy lips, though now closed, still bulged prominently, glistening with shiny fluid. Dee's attempt to cover her eyes, then her breasts and finally her pussy too, led to her hands fluttering all across her body.

Both teenaged boys felt their dicks start to stiffen. A part of each of their minds was astonished, because they both thought they couldn't get hard again this soon to save their lives.

Megan, staring in open-mouthed astonishment, darted a glance at her father, who was crouched on the balls of his feet, tensed in an automatic reaction to jump, run or defend, whichever was needed. His drooping prick, no longer fully stiff, dripped and Megan couldn't help but think of the stallion's pricks she had seen, hanging and dripping after they serviced the mares. She felt a tingle in her pussy, just like when she'd seen the horse cocks.

Molly also looked at her Uncle's hanging phallus and gasped as she took her first breath since screaming her mother's "name".

Chance looked up to see his Uncle looming over his head, which was now extended beyond the stall wall, in the open gate area. "I'm home," he said weakly, unable to think of anything else to say.

"Ohhhhhh," moaned Dee. "I'm soooo embarrassed." Her hands continued to cover as much of her naked body as they could manage. She was so red it looked like she was sunburned from her forehead to just below her breasts.

Rudy was able to react first. There was another horse blanket hanging on the stall gate post and he grabbed it and flung it over Dee. Then he stood up, anger making his own face red. He knew he didn't have a right to be angry, but it was the natural response his body produced to the interruption of the mating it had not quite finished satisfactorily.

"Out!" he thundered, pointing.

Megan, for some reason, suddenly noticed the hair on her father's body. She'd known for a long time that he had dark hair on his chest and stomach. The bush around the base of his penis and balls, though, was an extension of his hairy chest that she hadn't thought of before, and seeing it was shocking to her. She wondered what all that hair would feel like pressed against her naked chest.

Bobby was still staring at his naked aunt. Here was the stuff of his masturbation fantasies of years, and his eyes drank in her breasts, her hips ... all of her. He couldn't make himself tear his eyes away from his dream, even though it was now covered by a horse blanket.

Chance was experiencing conflicting feelings too. He also had a response of anger at finding his uncle fucking his mother. But the stiffening in his prick told him that anger was for the wrong reason. He knew his father couldn't perform sexually since the accident, and it surprised him to realize that he hadn't thought of his mother's needs in all the time his father had been unable to do anything to satisfy her. The conflicting feelings paralyzed him too.

Molly alone moved when Rudy shouted. To her surprise she moved toward Chance. Some response deep in her mind heard the anger in Rudy's voice and she automatically looked to her brother to protect her.

"Out!" Rudy shouted again. "We'll talk about this later!" A confused look came over his face as he realized his statement was something very near ridiculous, and that he really had no right to order anybody around. He focused on the dazed and startled looks on the faces of the four teenagers who had caught their mother ... or father, as it were ... in this situation.

"Give her a chance to get dressed," he said more calmly, standing there nude, not caring that they could see him. "We'll be out in a minute."

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