"The farmer_s daughter" - читать интересную книгу автора (Cannon Jason)

CHAPTER SIX

Once in the room Rosebud was totally uninhibited. She stripped completely and lay across one of the beds. Smoking a cigarette, she spread her legs wide and slowly ran her free hand up and down her body.

Again Alma could see the thick, pulpy lips of Rosebud's cunt buried in the wealth of golden pubic hair. She also noticed that the hairs that curled around and into the cunt were dripping with moisture. She wondered if Rosebud's cunt was always wet.

Alma Mae undressed herself, keeping her back to her sister. Slipping into a robe she sat at the vanity to give her hair the hundred strokes that had become a habit over the last year.

"Don't you get bored around here, Alma Mae?" Rosebud said from the bed.

"Sometimes. Usually I keep too busy."

"I mean, like now. When you have to go to bed alone, doesn't that bore you?" Alma just shrugged in answer. Rosebud went on: "Don't you wish Rafer was here with his big cock hard to stuff it up your cunt and then, after you've both come just go to sleep with his cock in you?"

Alma wanted to laugh. That was just what she had done so many times with Able, and she had thought about not being able to do it that night. Instead, she replied, "Not particularly."

"I hate to sleep alone," Rosebud said. "At least when I first get into bed. Sometimes, up in Memphis, if I don't have a date, I just crawl in with Aunt Gussie. You know, if you came up to Memphis and slept with us you'd never have to sleep alone."

Again Alma didn't answer. She could feel Rosebud's penetrating eyes on her as she stroked her hair. As it always did, the belt on the robe loosened as she worked. Every few strokes she took with the brush, the top of the robe would slide open and her tit would bulge into the open, the nipple hardening delectably when it hit the cooler air. Each time it happened she paused, covered her tit, and retied the robe.

"Why do you do that?"

"What?"

"Cover up your tits in front of me? Are you afraid of me?"

"N-no…" Alma stammered. "Why should I be afraid of you?"

Rosebud crushed out her cigarette and rose from the bed. She moved to the vanity and reached for the front of Alma's robe. She pried the sides from Alma's fingers. Carefully she pulled the robe wide, exposing Alma's tits.

"My God!" Rosebud said, her eyes wide, staring. "I just can't get used to them, Alma! Even with all that weight they don't sag."

Alma didn't move. The older girl slid one asscheek up onto the vanity so she faced Alma. Then she raised one leg and placed it across Alma's lap. Her cunt yawned open much as it had done earlier that day on the bed.

Rosebud reached down and pried the upper part of her cuntal slit open so Alma could clearly see the large, erect knob of her clitoris spring free.

Then she kept the skin parted with two fingers of one hand while she ran three fingers of her other hand up and down the pink crevice.

"Alma?" she said, her voice low, coaxing.

"Have you ever kissed another girl's pussy?"

"No," she said, adding emphasis to her answer by shaking her head from side to side.

"I know Rafer's eaten your pussy," Rosebud continued, "but have you ever had another girl eat your cunt?"

"No," Alma said again as she saw Rosebud slip three fingers into the juicy swamp of her cunt.

"Believe me, Alma, no man can suck and eat a girl's cunt like another girl can. A girl knows exactly where to put her lips and her tongue to give another girl satisfaction. It comes from knowing where you would like to be sucked yourself."

Without realizing that she was doing it, Alma started shaking her head up and down, agreeing with her older sister. She watched as Rosebud withdrew the three fingers from her pussy. They glistened before Alma's face with the clear, sticky sweetness of freshly secreted cunt juice.

"Lick my fingers, Alma. Lick the pussy juice off my fingers!"

Alma did as she was told. At the same time she could feel Rosebud's foot working in her lap, pulling the robe away. Then the girl's foot was prying between her thighs as her own tongue licked and savored the juices of Rosebud's cunt.

"That's it… lick 'em clean, Alma. Does it taste good, huh?"

Alma only mumbled. Her eyes were fastened on the wiry, golden mat of hair around Rosebud's cunt while the other girl's toe started insinuating itself between the soft, wet folds of her own pussy. She felt the toe nudge her clitoris and run down her slit clear to her asshole. It felt good as it tickled her ass and then slipped into her cunt hole. She opened her legs wider and took even more of Rosebud's straining toes into her pussy. They made sucking sounds as they entered.

And then Rosebud's foot was gone, the fingers were gone, and Rosebud was standing between Alma's legs, the girl's golden cunt practically touching her face.

"Let me show you how good it can be, Alma. Let me show you how a girl can fuck another girl."

Rosebud slipped the robe from Alma's body as she pulled her to her feet and led her to the bed. Alma felt her back touch the bed and Rosebud's long body ease over her. The older girl's hand seemed to be everywhere; kneading, caressing, loving.

Alma's body had already come alive under the touch, but it started burning with passion when Rosebud started rubbing her cheeks and tongue across her pillow-like tits.

"Beautiful… truly beautiful," Rosebud murmured. She licked first one tit, then the other. Softly she moved her lips and tongue all around the nipples. Then she put one in her mouth and began to suck.

Alma felt her body warming all over. Her cunt was starting to seep juices down into the crack of her ass. She knew that she could get hot and ready with just the slightest provocation, but she had never realized that she would get as hot with a girl sucking on her titties.

As Rosebud progressed with her tongue and lips over Alma's body, the latter felt as though she didn't care about anything but having the girl continue exactly what she was doing. It was a beautiful, gentle, comforting feeling. She sighed as she felt Rosebud's weight go fully upon her and one of the girl's hands slip between her thighs.

"Let me love you, baby Alma. Just relax and enjoy it! I'm gonna suck your beautiful, tight cunt like it's never been sucked before."

Alma heard herself murmuring soft sighs of contentment as Rosebud dipped her head between her full, soft thighs. As the other girl licked at her cunt, she strained, moved her hips, and Rosebud grasped her asscheeks, hugging her closer. She buried her head between Alma's legs, and her experienced mouth found all the places that could wring sighs of pleasure and passion from the younger girl.

"Do you like my tongue in your cunt, Alma?"

"Yes… oh shit yes! It feels good and you're right, Rosebud. You do know exactly where to lick, where to touch."

"That's just the beginning, my darling," Rosebud said, softly. "Now I'm really going to eat your box."

Alma began to stir, feeling sensations of delight surging through her body that she knew she had never felt before. She thrilled from each thrust of Rosebud's tongue in her juicy cunt. Up and down, in and out went Rosebud's tongue, massaging, flicking, touching Alma's gaping cuntlips.

"Oh there, right there!" Alma moaned. "It feels so good right there!"

"You're so beautiful. Your pussy hair is so silky, Alma," Rosebud said, her face now glistening with the moisture from Alma's cunt. "I could go on eating you like this forever."

The older girl's tongue was now against Alma's clitoris, flicking it lightly with the hard tip. When she felt it start to quake and throb she mashed her mouth harder against the inner folds of Alma's cunt and ran the full length of her tongue across the knob.

Alma responded. Closing her thighs lovingly around her sister's head, she reached with her hands and found Rosebud's small but big-nippled, firm tits. She mashed and kneaded them in her hands.

"Oh, that's nice, Alma. My tits are really sensitive. Squeeze me hard. Harder! Like this."

To show Alma what she meant, she took the girl's large tits into her own hands and turned them back and forth as if they were knobs. Then she pulled them apart and squeezed them together.

With her mouth Rosebud centered all her attention on the sensitive clit until Alma's legs started shaking and her hips started rolling around in circles. Her orgasm was close and Rosebud knew it.

She moved away from Alma's cunt and started giving the girl's whole body a tongue bath. She kissed and licked as she moved, first going up one side to her tits, then circling and going down the other. When she came to the furry mound of her sister's cunt, she veered off again and went to the soft inner thighs and rounded asscheeks.

"When I'm done doing this," Rosebud said, "you'll really come off… believe me."

She went back up Alma's middle now, lingering to stay around the girl's belly. She would bite softly at the tender skin just above the pubic hair and then lick where she had bitten. At the same time, her fingers were running down Alma's back, stroking her tenderly, and kneading her flesh with firm, caressing strokes. Now and then her fingers would part the smooth asscheeks and just the edge of a fingernail would curl around to nudge and caress Alma's puckered asshole.

Until then, unselfishly, Rosebud had asked nothing in return for the sheer delight she was giving her sister. Alma merely lay there enjoying the kissing and caressing of this woman who so obviously knew how to please her body so well. But as her body began to tremble and quiver with each new touch of Rosebud's hands and tongue, it dawned on Alma that she wanted to give this pleasure as much as she wanted to receive it.

Rosebud turned Alma to her side then, and spread her legs over the girl's ample hip. Alma could feel the soft furry mound of Rosebud's cunt pressing against her hip. The older girl ran her hands up and down Alma's front and back at the same time, kneading both her ass and her tits.

At the same time she rubbed her own wet cunt up and down Alma's hip. The younger girl could feel the juices from Rosebud's cunt soaking her skin. She knew then what Rosebud wanted, and she also knew that she would soon be giving it to her.

Alma dipped her head and took one of Rosebud's tits into her mouth. The tit was very hard and almost all nipple. It was the first time Alma had ever known the joy of kissing another girl's tits. It was strange and wonderful to her and she noted, almost with awe, how quickly the nipples grew erect in response to her touch.

Alma had heard of other girls making love to each other, but only once, when she had first seen Sue Ann Halle's naked body, had she ever thought of actually dipping her tongue into the sweet, gooey mass of another woman's cunt. She slid her hands along Rosebud's long, firm thighs. She pressed hard on the girl's legs, delighting in their firmness and also delighting when she felt Rosebud press her cunt even harder against her hip.

Suddenly, as if on signal, they shifted positions. Alma felt her sister's thighs, soft and fragrant, near her face. Between them she could see the wet, curling hairs of Rosebud's cunt where they barely shielded the vast fullness of her pussy.

Alma craned her head forward and shoved her tongue into her sister's cunt. Below her she could feel Rosebud do the same for her. She remembered in detail the way Rosebud had made love to her cunt. She pushed her head between the parting thighs and drove her tongue and her face into the pussy. The first taste was strange but there was a fascination to the pungent flavor that could not be resisted. She suddenly realized why some girls loved to eat each other, and why men also liked to plunge their tongues into a woman's hot, wet cunt. If all women had this same, warm, sweet taste and odor, Alma wished that she had sucked on Sue Ann Halle's cunt when she had been offered the chance.

She hardened her tongue to its limits and jammed it deeply into the widened gap of Rosebud's cunt. She heard Rosebud moan her grateful response, sounding far off, muffled between her own legs. Alma's tongue found her sister's hard clit. She licked and bit at it.

Wanting to get more and more of her, Alma reached around behind Rosebud's thighs, and pushed two fingers of each hand into the other's cunt. She then pulled the lips farther apart. They were very full and very pliable. Alma found that she could get four fingers of each hand inside Rosebud's cunt.

Rosebud's cunt yawned wide now and the juices from her pussy ran in streams over Alma's face and into her mouth. She pushed her face into Rosebud's pussy. She could feel the soft inner folds touch her closed eyelids. The wet knuckles of her own fingers caressed her cheeks and she went on. It felt as if she were pulling the other girl's cunt over her face like a soft, wet, clinging glove. Then her chin rubbed against Rosebud's asshole before it too slipped into the cunt hole.

She couldn't believe it and yet it was happening. She was finding it hard to breathe. She pulled back and opened her eyes. The golden fur formed a huge, wet oval around the pink, clammy, sweet-smelling darkness. She remembered what Able had said.

Carefully she squeezed her thumb into her palm and surrounded it with the rest of the fingers on her right hand. It was already soaked from being as far as it had been inside Rosebud's cunt. She placed it at the creamy opening and started to push.

It went in easily, further and further. Alma's eyes grew wide in amazement as she saw the fingers and then the hand, clear to the wrist, disappearing with a sucking sound.

"Yes… oh God, yes," Rosebud hissed from below. "Feed it to me… fuck me with it! Fuck me! Fist-fuck my cunt!"

Alma pushed harder. Her whole hand had disappeared. It was true, she thought, she was actually fist-fucking Rosebud's cunt. Her hand was buried clear up inside the girl.

The older girl moaned again, louder, and made a battering ram of her tongue against Alma's cunt and clitoris. She pushed her nose against and into Alma's asshole, her chin against the clitoris, her tongue into the hole, and flung her head from side to side, trying to touch all of the girl's cunt at the same time.

Suddenly Rosebud wrenched her hips, jamming her clitoris down, hard on Alma's wrist. The girl responded by driving her fist in a hard, plunging action in and out of Rosebud's seething cunt.

At the same time she felt her own clit being so stimulated that before she knew it, the huge darn of her cunt juices spilled over and she cried out and grabbed at Rosebud's straining hips with her free arm.

Alma nearly wept with ecstasy as she felt her cum flood Rosebud's face. She felt her older sister's hips writhe and her cunt plunge over her hand and wrist. She dipped her mouth below her own wrist as she felt Rosebud start to come. She encircled Rosebud's clit with her mouth and swallowed as the girl's cum flowed out of her cunt around the hand and wrist.

Panting, they rolled away from each other at last. Both cunts continued to twitch and gush in the aftermath of such strongly convulsive orgasms.

Alma watched as Rosebud touched her own face and smiled as she felt it smeared and soaked with the juices from Alma's cunt.

"Your cunt tasted delicious, honey," Rosebud said, moving her body closer to Alma's until their hips and legs were touching.

Alma didn't reply. Suddenly, for some reason that was beyond her, she felt cold and unfulfilled. Her orgasm had been good, and the loving, while it had been going on, had been good. But now, with it over, Alma had no desire to turn and cuddle with the female body that lay so close and available to her. She didn't know why but she felt incomplete.

"I… I've gotta go to the bathroom," Alma said, slipping from the bed. Without looking over her shoulder at Rosebud, she moved from the room and entered the hall.

She sat for a long time in the bathroom, thinking. She wasn't condemning herself for what she had just done with Rosebud. She knew that, because of her curiosity about sex, it would have happened sometime in her life anyhow. But she was still disappointed in her feelings now that it was all over. It had been no more thrilling or more satisfying than it had been with the cucumber.

She decided that it was the lack of a good, hard cock. There were all sorts of ways a girl could get herself off, but there just wasn't any substitute for the throbbing intensity of having your cunt completely full of a man's cock.

Eventually she walked back into the hall and was about to enter her own room again when she heard muffled voices from the living room below. She surmised that Able was still awake. Suddenly she wanted to see him, touch him, and perhaps talk to him.

She moved down the hall to the stairs. At the bottom she turned, and was about to enter the living room when she stopped, frozen, unable to speak or move.

Later, Alma would remember only bits and pieces of what she saw and heard. But, at the time, it was all too clear, the picture of her brother's strange seduction by her aunt.

All the lights in the room were off except for the television. The sound was turned too low to be able to hear it.

Gussie sat on one arm of the sofa. Her nightgown was pulled down so she was bare to the waist. Her tits looked even larger than they actually were as they swayed in the dim light.

Able was completely nude. He knelt on the sofa in front of her. His cock was hard, stiffly protruding from his crotch into her hand. He was groaning as he squeezed the fleshy globes of her tits with shaky hands. Every now and then he would drop one of his hands to her lap. She would calmly take it away and place it back on her tit.

"No… no, my little darlin'. You know what your Aunt Gussie said." Although she was nearly forty, the woman's voice, in speaking to her nephew, took on the coy tone of a teenager.

"Please, Aunt Gussie, I wanna touch your pussy. I want to kiss it and then stick my cock in it."

"You know what I want, Able. You let me do the other first and then you can fuck my face, my cunt, my ass… you can do anything you want to."

"But I want to fuck you now," he moaned, twisting and kneading her huge tits in his small hands.

"Let me do the other first," she said.

"But it'll hurt!" he cried.

"Only for a minute," she said, and fisted his cock a little harder. "I'd love to suck that young cock of yours and have you come in my throat, Able. I can really suck cock good, Able."

A cloud of indecision passed across his face. "Are you sure that if I let you do what you want to me then I can do anything I want to you?"

"I'm sure," she said, smiling. "Anything you want." Her free hand had been under her nightgown. Now she withdrew it and held it, dripping with the juices from her cunt, in front of his mouth. She then ran her fingers across his lips, leaving a trail of her cunt juice on them.

"Hmmmmm, you taste good, Aunt Gussie," he moaned, smiling and licking the clear, sticky fluid from her fingers. "Is your cunt really as big as Rosebud's? I wanna see it."

"It's as big," she said. "And I'll prove it to you as soon as you let me do what I want first."

Alma had no idea what was going on or what they were talking about. She thought of entering the room and telling Able to forget Aunt Gussie.

She thought of reminding him that her cunt was good and tight and wanted him, so why not fuck her and she would let him do anything he wanted without all the arguments? But the look on his face stopped her. She sensed that he would stay with his aunt no matter what Alma might say. She stayed in the darkness of the hall and watched.

Gussie stood and walked to the fireplace where she had left her bag. As she walked, the gown slithered to the floor, leaving her totally naked. The fresh firmness of her body belied her age. Her asscheeks, like her tits, moved in an easy swaying motion. Her skin was very white but it glowed with a vitality that seemed to flow from every pore. The legs were, like Rosebud's, long and graceful, the asscheeks tautly firm. Her cunt hair was a darker shade than Rosebud's but it wasn't as wiry and it was longer. It hung down between her legs wetly as she walked. Her tits were her most arresting feature. Even though she was an older woman and they were huge, they didn't sag or hang down. They stood out in fleshy pride from her chest, their ends crested by the huge dark areolas that seemed to catch and reflect the light.

She opened her bag and drew something out. It was wrapped in tissue paper. Unwrapping it as she returned to the sofa, Alma could see that it looked like a huge cock.

Other than the resemblance, Alma had no idea what it was or what it was used for. She saw her Aunt loop the belt part of it around her waist and then hook it in front of her. When that was completed Alma almost gasped aloud. She realized then that it was a cock, a huge rubber one, and she also realized what her Aunt was going to do with the instrument.

Able was lying on his back, his eyes staring fixedly at the contraption around his aunt's waist. "Is this all right?" he asked.

"No, honey," she answered. "That's like a girl. I want you to take it the other way. Get on your hands and knees."

He did as she asked. His white asscheeks gleamed as he thrust them toward her. There was fear in his eyes but also a strange look of expectancy.

Gussie mounted him from the rear. She placed the knob of the rubber cock at his asshole and gently nudged. He whined as if in pain and tried to worm his ass out of her way.

"Hold still, you fucker! Hold still and take it, 'cause I'm gonna shove it up you whether you like it or not." Her voice had taken on a hard, angry tone. "I've got it lubricated so it won't hurt you, dammit. Just relax until it gets in you then it'll feel good."

She grabbed him by the hips and held his ass steady as again she put the bulb directly against his asshole. She lunged forward with her hips and Alma saw the knob disappear. Able whimpered again, but before he could move Gussie had reared back and driven the rubber cock two more inches into his shit chute.

"It's okay, baby," she said, reaching underneath him and jacking his cock while she eased the phony one back and forth inside his ass.

Able's cock sprouted at once to full size again under her ministrations. She fisted it harder and ran her hand with ever-increasing speed back and forth on his cock.

"Is it better now, baby?" she asked, panting with her exertions. She was, by now, doing everything – running nearly the full length of the rubber prick in and out of Able's ass, rubbing her mammoth tits across his bare back, and jacking his cock off wit her hand beneath him.

"Go ahead, Aunt Gussie," Able said between clenched teeth, the pain registering clearly on his face. "I want it there if it makes you happier."

"Oh, it does, baby," she said, breathing heavily. "I like to do this to boys, then I can come faster when they do me. A grown man won't let me fuck him in the ass first, won't let me take him down a peg, be his master like this. So, I just don't fuck 'em any more."

"But you'll want to fuck me, won't you, Aunt Gussie?"

"Yes, honey, now I will," she said.

"You don't have to worry about me," he said, "I won't cry. In fact, Aunt Gussie… it… it's almost starting to feel good."

"Tell me," she begged, "tell me what it feels like! What's it feel like to have this big cock of mine goin' in your asshole?" She thrust forward with all her might, burying the cock in Able's ass.

"It's good!" he cried. "I… I almost feel like I'm comin'! I can feel it clear up inside me, crammin' me clear full! Fuck my ass with it, Aunt Gussie! Go ahead, pour your cock to me!"

His lithe hips were responding now, returning Gussie's thrusts with even more powerful ones of his own. She began moving her ass in slow rolling circles, around and around, as she staggered the force of her lunges, sending the big rubber dick inside him just halfway on one stroke and to the hilt on the next.

Then a low, wailing groan started in Able's throat and his whole body started shaking in uncontrolled spasms.

"Aunt Gussie? Aunt Gussie?"

"Yes… yes?" she cried.

"I… I think I'm gonna come!"

"Hold it, if you can! Do you think you can hold it for a little bit, baby?"

"I don't think so… no… no, I can't. I can feel it, it's comin'!"

In one fluid motion Gussie unhooked the strap and, with the huge rigid prick still sticking from his ass, she flipped Able over onto his back. In no time she had taken his cock far into her mouth and started sucking him off. At the same time she placed her hands on the rubber cock and, in time with her bobbing head on his prick, jammed it in and out of his throbbing ass.

When Gussie had turned, she had placed her knees on each side of Able's chest. In this position he could look straight up into his aunt's yawning cunt. In fact, juices from her pussy dripped directly down into his face.

He reached up with his hand and, before entering, while he was just pressed against the cuntlips, he made a fist. Then he pushed against his aunt's cunt, driving his fist with all the force in his arm up into her body. At the same time he lunged upward with his hips, sending the knob of his cock as far as it would go down her throat.

She groaned and gulped, but kept lowering her cunt over his fist until Alma could see only his arm sticking out of her cunt.

Suddenly she realized where she was, what she was seeing, and who she was watching. Terror filled her mind. What she had thought of as a harmless sexual exploration with her brother had turned, right in front of her, into a full-fledged orgy of incestuous relationships.

She heard her Aunt Gussie gasping for air and gagging slightly as Able's cock filled her mouth and throat with cum. The sound was coupled with the slurping, sucking motion of Able's fist pounding in and out of his aunt's clasping cunt.

Turning, tears in her eyes and a sob in her throat, Alma ran up the stairs and into her room. She mumbled to herself as she stumbled around in the darkness. She was no better than they were, she thought, and she knew it. Hadn't she done the same things to her sister? The very same things that Able was now doing downstairs to his aunt? How could she condemn them, when she, herself, had either done or thought about doing all the things they would openly admit to doing.

As she pulled her robe off and slipped into her bed she knew, in her heart, that there was a difference; at least she, Alma Mae, thought about what she had done after she had done it. And, she knew, there would be things that she wouldn't do again.

She decided that there was no time like the present to tell Rosebud.

"Rosebud," she called in the darkness. "Rosebud… are you awake?"

There was no answer. She flicked on the lamp beside her bed and looked across the room.

Rosebud's bed was empty. The covers were turned down but there was no one there.

Thinking that her sister was probably in the bathroom, Alma turned the light off and in no time at all she was sound asleep. Total fatigue did its work and, even though there was much for her to dream about, she barely moved the entire night.

Dawn was just breaking when she thought she heard something; a door opening, a rustle of quietly padding feet across the floor. One eye fluttered open to see Rosebud's naked body just disappearing beneath the covers.

She thought nothing of it and, within seconds, was again sound asleep.