David (17) – 6-foot, 5-inches tall, short brown hair, 198 pounds,
Renee (31) – 5-foot, 9-inches tall, all legs. Shoulder length brunette hair, beautiful blue sparkling eyes, a smile that lasted all day, always showing her flawless white teeth. Small breast, with large nipples.
Art (37) – 6-foot tall, sandy blond hair worn in a ponytail under his hat. Arms the size of a ponderosa pine and fist the size of hams. Short on words, but always to the point.
6 a.m. I was riding the bus to school; it was my senior year. The next collection of kids was ten miles down the old country dirt road, it was my favorite bus stop for the past eleven years. Katya, a junior in high school, was beautiful. Standing at 5 feet, 2 inches, today her tight 17-year-old ass was painted into her jeans, her firm perky breast hidden under her bulky sweatshirt, her jet-black hair hung just below her shoulder blades. I turned in my seat and was lost in her dark brown eyes. Eyes that would draw you in and imprison you for life! I loved Katya, from the time she was ten, she did not know it, YET! Last month I asked her to our schools’ promenade. Unlike a prom, each year the graduating class would pick a theme for our annual year-end dance. This year was “1860 attire!”
The bell rang and school was over. I always sat in the same seat second from the last. Katya always sat in the back. She boarded the bus, in gym clothes, that being her last class of the day. Rushing before the bus was about to depart, she threw herself in the seat, sweat running down her neck into the space between her two perky 36B firm boobs. Catching her breath, her chest rose softly with each gasping breath. “WOW, I almost missed the bus,” she said, smiling at me. Katya had the most beautiful smile. Like the sliver of the moon, her lips turned upward enough that two dimples shown on each side of her lips. I could not wait to hold her in my arms and kiss her, or so I was hoping. She turned a little and raised one leg onto the bench seat. Her long, strong, brownish leg bent at the knee, exposing a thigh that slowly disappeared under her high ridden gym shorts. I just started at her legs, and hips. Her rock-hard tight abs were more visible in this position. My god she was beautiful. “Da – vid, DAVID” she said loudly the driver must have heard her. “Have you heard anything I was saying,” she asked. “Hum, what” I said, as my cock was twitching in my pants, and my eyes were torn from the beauty of her long slender leg. Looking deep into brown eyes, I said. “what, I’m sorry. What did you say?” With a childish pout, Katya turned in her seat, placing both feet on the floor hunched forward and looked out the window. “Fuck” I said to myself, the next drop off point was hers. “Look, I am sorry, I was deep in thought” I said. Katya looked into my deep blue eyes and slowly smiled, “deep thought, my ass” she said. “Okay see you Monday, the dance is next week remembering!” She stood walked off the bus, swaying her ass knowing damn well I was watching. Swimmer, gymnast, cheerleader, track star, what guy would not love Katya?
“Hi honey,” mom said when I walked in the house. “How was school?’ she asked. “Yea, fine” I went on, “I am so stupid, I never know the right things to say to Katya. Why she ever said she would go to the dance with me I will never know.” Mom gave me a hug and kiss, as she always did when I came home. “Because you are smart, handsome, strong…” Sure mom, I said cutting her off mid-sentence.
Dad was the fourth-generation homesteader on our 500-acer farm, 800 head of cattle and various other livestock. We lived in an old small two-story saltbox farmhouse, two bedrooms upstairs and master bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, and living room downstairs. Our barn and other out-buildings were all bigger than our house and, rightly so; that is where we spent most of our time. Dad in his spare time also sold and repaired farm machinery.
“Renee” my father said at dinner, “I am leaving for Minnesota in the morning and I’ll be gone for two weeks, he said.” Yet another long business trip. Dad always drove, most of his tools and manuals were in his truck. “You are going to miss my birthday and graduation,” I said with a mouth full of spaghetti. “I am sorry David” he said, “I cannot help it, plus we need the money as property tax time is due in three weeks.” Mom smiled as always, “darling we will be just fine” she said. To whom was she speaking flew through my mind! We finished dinner each of us carrying our plates to the sink. Four hours of daylight left, and it was back outside to continue working, normal daily routine. Friday night and this farm boy was home, while the city kids were out having fun. Sucks! Our only bathroom was off the kitchen. A sink, toilet, bathtub, and two doors. One door opened into the kitchen, the other into my parent’s bedroom. Dad promised he would add a shower head, that was five years ago. I grabbed the bathtub faucet hose attachment and rinsed the soap and dirt from my body. Towel dried, I grab my clothes and ran nude to my room upstairs. My bedroom was right above my parent’s room, the other bedroom was a study and spare guest room, which was never used other than doing homework. I sat in the solid oak office chair, staring at the desk calendar, the next weeks days were crossed off except Friday, senior exam day, and the end-of-year school dance were next week. Darkness filled the room. Fifty yards away was our barn. The large front rollup door was open. Standing nude under our elongated gooseneck lighting and makeshift shower system was my mother. Water heated by copper tubing on our barn roof supplied about 20 gallons of extremely hot water to one shower head, the other shower head was cold well water. I had watch from this window before. Tonight, watching my mother wash her beautiful slender nude body made me think of what Katya would look nude. Mom’s hand lowered to her thick brown hairy bush as mine did to my growing hard cock. My fingers formed over my cock head, as if an octopus were sitting on my pee hole, my fingers moved up and down on my cock head, as I watch my mother I was thinking about Katya. How long would it be before I got to see Katya nude. As my mother walked toward the house, motion detector lights came on, lighting her way. Her thin wet muscular nude body glisten in the light., I shot a huge load of hot cum into the palm of my hand. Just as she approached to porch door. Hot sticky cum dripping from my hand, slowly ran back down my twitching shaft, over my balls and onto the chair. Oh fuck, did I just jack off to my mom or to Katya? Tiptoeing to my room I grabbed my T-shirt cleaned my cock and then the chair I was sitting on minutes earlier. Tossing the T-shirt back into the dirty clothes basket, I sat on the edge of my bed gazing out my window. It was an hour before the glow of my parent’s bedroom light turned outside into pitch darkness, bedtime for everyone.
The fresh smell of coffee and bacon cooking on the stove, woke me early. Dressed, walking downstairs, I heard my dad’s truck heading out our mile-long dirt drive. “Morning mom” I said. “Hi honey” she said, exiting the bathroom, wearing dad’s T-shirt, which came down to her thighs. Walking about the kitchen, each time she passed through the beams of sunlight entering the kitchen window, I could see the dark mound where both her long slender legs met at the junction of her “V.” My cock, tightly confined in my underwear and work jeans, started to jerk. “What is our first project for today?” I asked. “Reading and math” she said, placing a plate of eggs and bacon in front of me. “What” I said, no I meant farm work for the day. Mom pouring herself a cup of coffee, handed me a card. “From your father” she said. As I opened the odd feeling envelope and took out the card, three condoms fell onto the table. Rubbers of different color and texture. As soon as they hit the table my face was burning red from embarrassments. “What the f…” I started say and read the card. “David, I am sorry I am missing the best two weeks of your life. Have a great time with Katya (he drew a smiley face) and please be ‘SAFE’. Happy Birthday, and Happy Graduation. I will make it up to you when I return.” It was signed: Love Dad. At the bottom of the card was a small note written, “your mother has something to show you”
“MOM” I said, she just smiled and said, “your father and I want you to be safe is all. “But… and I was cut off, “I’ll get dressed and met you in the tool shed, the combine needs welding” she said as she walked towards the bathroom door. Dreaming that night of the math questions my mother asked me throughout the day, odd as I recalled the answers were always: 13, 18, 31 which made no sense to me. Loud clap of thunder followed by lighting woke me at 2am. The wind picked up and I covered my body. Mom told me at a young age to always sleep nude. The cool breeze felt wonderful on my nude body. I covered with a sheet a drifted back to sleep. Katya entered my mind as I dreamt about us making out. I moved her hand to average size cock, and she smiled when she touched its girth. But it was my vast mushroom size cock head that surprised her the most. She looked intently into my eyes as she stroked my hot rigid pulsating cock. My toes curled, muscles tighten, and I jerked my back as hot loads of cum catapulted time-after-time from my cock. Another deafening clap of thunder rang out, by numerous flashes of lighting filled the night ski. My sheets were at my ankles, and a huge puddle of cum was on the fitted sheet in front of me. Damn another wet dream! Fatigued, I rolled over facing away from the window and drifted back to sleep. Continuous illuminations danced in the sky, slowing open my heavy eyelids I thought I saw Katya standing nude in my doorway, or was it my mother?
“Morning darling,” mom said, as I sat down for breakfast. Two pigtails help in place by yellow ribbions, and no makeup made her look like a teenager. She was wearing a yellow sundress, her long legs seemed to sparkle as she walked about the kitchen. Notice my ogling, she put one foot upon my chair. “Feel,” she said, stroking her own leg. “I took a bath this morning and shaved my legs, aren’t they smooth with the baby oil I used” she said. Instinctively I placed my hand on her knee and slid it up and down her leg. The hem of her sundress rode up her thigh. Taking my hand, my mother rotated my arm so that now my hand was gliding underneath her knee, down to her calf and up to her thigh. Her legs were silky smooth and strong. Continuing upward my fingers I jerked my hand away when I realized I was touching her panties. In doing so, her sundress rose high in the air and for a split second I saw her yellow panties, matching the color of her dress. Placing her barefoot on the ground she turned and poured herself a cup of coffee. Allowing me time to adjust my growing cock held tight by my underwear. Pointing to the window and the rain pattering against the glass, my mom said, “no farm work today darling, not in this storm!”
“David, darlin come her please” mom called out. 7pm is what the clock said as David entered her bedroom. Bent at the waist, her sundress rode high exposing the thin line between her smooth thighs. “be a dear, and help lift these floorboards” she said, struggling with hard wood flooring in her closet. David knelt, and pried the oak boards up, one and then the other. Hidden securely within the floor joist laid a square fireproof lock box. David remove the box and turned to hand it to his mother, please just set it on the dresser. “What is this mom?” David said. The box was cool from dampness and covered in dust. Placing the boards back his mom stomp them in place and used her foot to slide her shoes back into the closet closing the door behind her. “Now to find the key” she said. “Tomorrows task she mumbled” walking past David into the bathroom to wash her hands, then handing the soap to her son.
“Remember your fathers birthday card?” she said lifting her sundress up and over her head tossing it aside on the bathroom floor. She took David’s hand as they walked back into the bedroom sitting on the bed. Slowly unclasping her bra, she exposed her firm perky 32A tits. Milky white breast as her tan lines showed where her bikini top did not allow the sun on her smooth silky skin. “Touch them.” his mother said. David as if in a trance, placed his right hand cupping her entire breast. The areola was small and pink, and her nipples long and hard. “Roll my nipples between your thumb and index finer” was the next command, and his mother moaned. His left hand ran up and slowly down her bare back, allowing him to feel her strength, to match her tight abs on the other side. She too was a working farm mom. Gently turning his face towards hers, their lips met. Her warm moist lips net his, their kiss was like none other he had ever left. Snapping out of his trance, David jerked back. “Mom, what would dad say?” “He was supposed to be here to show you today,” she responded. “What” Your father and I talked about this for years. On your eighteenth birthday, we both agreed he would show you how to make love to a woman, by allowing you to watch us make love. “MOM” He is not here, so I am going to teach you.
“No son of mine will ever fuck anyone!” “Oh, and last night’s dream about Katya, that was me.” She said with a smile.
They both stood, but David’s mom placed her hands on his wide firm broad shoulders and slowly pushed her son to his knees. Standing before him, she told him to remove her panties. Inserting a finger into each of the yellow silky waistband just above her hips, he unhurriedly removed her panties. Staring him in the eye was a thin Brazilian triangle of light brown hair. “David, David, Da—vvvv-id” his mom softly whispered, have you ever seen a vagina? Only on the computer and magazines, he spoke. Softly lowering herself to the edge of the bed, she gradually opened her legs. This is what a vagina looks like, “mom” okay darling “Pussy!” Glistening, not from baby oil, making his locked-up cock plead for release, was the first pussy he’d seen. Two small pussy lips, moistened like the wings of an angel, positioned below his mom’s pussy hood. Instinctively he reached up and ran his index finger between them. “Wet your finger in your mouth” she said. Doing so David rubbed the valley between her pussy lips again and again, causing a slight moan from his mother. Darling lick my pussy, and he did so. Lower herself to her forearms and elbows, she said: look me in the eyes as you lick my pussy. Mmmmmm just like that! Your tongue is so warm on my pussy. Slowly shifting her body his mom reached down, and eased her hood exposing her clit. Darling this is like your cock hood, every woman loves her clit massaged and licked. She began rubbing her clit as her son licked her pussy. David’s eyes moved from her eyes to his mom’s clit and back again. As soft moans came from deep down from the caverns of her throat, her clit began to grow. Fuck my pussy with your finger, as you lick my pussy, mmmmm like that darling! Now, now add two fingers into your mommy’s pussy, mmmmm she moaned. She increased her circular rubbing of her clit, telling her son the finger fuck her faster, faster. “Oh god, oh, oh yes, yes YES, f u c k, don’t stopped,” she cried out. Collapsing onto the bed, her thighs gripped his head, her spine arched off the bed, as David watched her eyes roll back in her head. What seemed an eternity her breathing slowed, and she unclasped her son’s head. Softly David withdrew his two fingers, trailed by a long shimmering trail of mommy’s cum. “I need you darling, lay her beside me.” David got off his knees and laid beside his slow panting mother. No one spoke, as his mother sat up and pulled of both her son’s pants in one fast jerking motion, throwing them across the room. Turning again, she placed her knees beside his head and lowered her mouth to my pre-cum soaked erect cock. David felt her lips engulf him, and his mom gaged as his huge mushroom head neared the back of her throat. Repositioning herself she lower her pussy onto his waiting tongue. Her soft triangle of hair touched his chin, as his tongue circled her clit. Mom withdrew and licked his cock from the base to the slit on top where pre-cum was oozing from his boyhood. Softly massaging his balls her mouth engulfed him again, this time reaching its base. Her soft moans vibrated through his bulging cock head down to his balls. At the same moment, his balls withdrew in its sack, his toes curled, and deep within his body he felt the largest load of cum rushing to explode like a volcano that hadn’t erupted in over a thousand years. Lightly squeezing the lower part of her son’s shaft, she withdrew he mouth, and released her grip. David had never, ever cum so hard. One eruption after another till slowly hot thick white cum trickled down his cock, over his balls dripping onto the sheets. Lifting her one leg, his mom turned facing her son. Cum was in her hair, on her cheek, both nipples. Most eye catching was the long strand of cum that was a single thread of cum from her chin to her tight tanned stomach; every so slowly finding its path into her belly button. “Mom, I am sorry” “hush dear” softly came from her lips as she lowered herself onto his chest. Pounding heart beats, plus his hot thick male seeds were felt by both. She lowered her lips to his, and both loving lips parted as tongues danced in unison. Rising ever so slowly, her fingers ran between their bodies, then returning to her lips where she cleaned the cum from her fingers, returning to their warm, loving passionate kiss. David tasted his jizz as their tongues performed a slow entangled dance, for his first time. Warm, salty, yet so sweet. Mmmmmmmmm softly came from her lips, drifting asleep on top of her naked son. Three hours passed when David moved, waking his mother. Both smelled of lust, and his boyhood seeds had dried between them. As if naturally, they both when into the tube, with his mom siting between his legs. Lifting, slowly turning her head, David lowed his lips to hers, “I love you mom,” he said. Looking up at him, in a soft loving voice said: “lesson one went better than expected!”
After a hard, 98-degree day, of routine tasks, mother and son sat in the living room, and a pitcher of fresh lemonade.
“What are you wearing tonight?” I am going a silver miner, he said. With all our old work clothes in the barn, it will be easy. “What is Katya wearing?” I have no clue she won’t tell me.
Renee answered the phone be the third ring. Returning from the kitchen she sat down. That was Katya’s mom. She said: don’t be late, and from the time you pick her up, till when you take her home, you will address her as, “Witashnah” “What the hell?” “Just do as you were told!”
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I arrived at Katya’s house right on time and knocked on the door. Her eldest brother opened the door, “she’ll be right her” he said with a huge smile. I sat down in my old torn weathered clothing, and there was a gentle tap on my shoulder. I turned, gasped, and almost fell. Standing before me was a beautiful Indian Warrior. Witashnah, tongue-tied my eyes almost popping out of my head. A large red, blue, and white beaded headdress went across her forehead, tying behind her head, downed with beautiful white feathers with back tips. Strands of her long jet-black hair outlined her face, each side braded and passed through two-inch leather bindings. Her eyes, her eyes, as if wearing a deep red mask painted an inch above and below both eyes, disappeared under her headdress at each temple. Her eyebrows were painted black, as was the outline of each eye. Where the red pant ended, halfway down her nose was blue and white paint matching then same pattern as her beaded headband. Her lips were a light red, and gleaming wet as if she had just licked them. A tan deerskin dress went from just above her 36B breast, to six inches above her knees, cut on one side up to her smooth young tantalizing hip. Tassels and beading added to the beauty of the short deerskin dress. Grapping my hand she walked barefoot out to my car. Not speaking a word until we about a mile from her house she said: “STOP!” I slammed on my breaks as if an animal had darted out in front of the car. She smiled, leaned over, and gave me a long, tongue-darting kiss, placing her hand between my legs. Semihard, my cock came to life the moment I laid eyes on her beautiful young body, was now twitching beneath her hand. “Mmmm, I like” as if spoken in broken English. I could see the tops of her young perky tits just below the top of her dress. Riding high on her thighs, I could have seen her crouch had I leaned just a little forward a little in my seat. I was again lost in the depths of soul-searching eyes. She smiled, “we go” I no smile again” I placed the car in drive and heard “STOP” again. I looked at the young beautiful Indian warrior sitting beside me and said nothing. Soon her lips parted, and she said:
“WITASHNAH: Sioux name meaning: “virginal.” “virgin or virginity, especially pure, chaste, a virginal young girl” “
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