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                             Farm Tails


      BRRRING!

      The school bell jolted me out of my reverie.  This was it!  The 
last day of grade eleven was over.  Now I had two months of 
blissful summer vacation to look forward to.  No more books, no 
more studying.  Just two months of lovely laziness.

      I hopped on the school bus, impatient to get home.  There was 
going to be an end-of-school party at my best friends house 
tonight--and his parents were in Hawaii!  I mentally checked off 
the different things I was planning to do; get drunk, check; get laid, 
check; though not necessarily in that order!  Hmmm, two things.  
Well, short lists are easier to accomplish!  I wasnt sure what my 
chances were of getting laid were, since I didnt know how much 
alcohol would be flowing, but I was shooting for at least twice 
tonight.  I had lost my cherry last year, when I was fifteen, on a 
date with a rather stunning redheaded vixen.  I had never had a 
regular girlfriend, but I always tried to choose my dates carefully 
so I had a maximum chance of fucking them.

      Soon the bus reached my stop.  I scrambled out and jogged the 
half-mile home.  I live in a small, immaculately-kept bungalow 
with my father.  He and my mother had gotten divorced last year.  
It was by no means a clean divorce (my mother had been sleeping 
around with several guys, but I never got the whole picture) and 
the custody battle had been ugly.  I finally ended up staying with 
my father, while my mother got my two younger sisters, Cheryl 
and Mandy.  Cheryl is one year younger than I am and Mandy is a 
year younger than her.  She also got the house (which is why were 
living in this bungalow) and most of the other stuff.  She promptly 
sold the house and moved out of town.  I havent heard from her or 
my sisters since.

      I walked up the front steps to the door.  I noticed that the car 
wasnt parked outside so my father wasnt home from work yet.  I 
quickly unlocked the door and stepped inside.  After I took off my 
jacket I gathered up the mail that had been slipped through our 
mail slot and absently sifted through it.  Bill, bill, bill, junk, bill, 
Ed McMahon, bill, more junk, letter from Cheryl, bill...  What was 
that?  I leafed back through the mail and grabbed the letter.  Sure 
enough, it was from my sister.  I checked the return address.  
Oklahoma.  Boy, when they moved, they really moved.  But why 
Oklahoma?  What the hell is there to do in Oklahoma?

      I sat down at the kitchen table and tore open the letter.  I 
extracted the two foolscap sheets of paper that I found inside and 
eagerly read it.  It turned out to be a catching-up  letter, telling 
me what had happened to her and Mandy during the past year.  It 
turned out that one of the guys my mother had been fucking when 
she was still married to Dad was a fairly well-off, single farmer.  
She had promptly married him after her divorce and now was 
living on a farm in Oklahoma.

      Its a fun place,  my sister wrote.  Originally, Mandy and I 
were bored out of our skull, but a couple of months ago we found a 
really great way to have fun here.  In fact, we like it so much we 
wish the divorce had happened sooner!

      Anyway, Mom and Dad want to fly down to Jamaica this 
summer for a couple of weeks, when there is nothing much to do 
except wait for the harvest.  However, that would just leave Mandy 
and me minding the farm, which is kind of difficult for two girls.  I 
suggested to them that we invite you to come down, since its 
summer vacation and all.  That way wed have an extra (free) hand 
to help us and it would give us a chance to see each other again!  
Mom and Dad thought it was a great idea.  What do you say?  Just 
so youre not bored, we have bitches and cows and ewes and mares 
and sows, not to mention Mandy and me!  So what do you say?

      The letter closed soon after that, so I sat for a few minutes and 
thought about it.  It sounded like a lot of fun and it would give me 
a chance to see my sisters again.  I didnt know if I liked the idea 
of working on a farm over the summer, though.  It violated my 
resolution to do absolutely nothing.  I also couldnt understand that 
line in her letter that mentioned all those animals.  And why they 
were all female.  Strange.  Well, there was no help for it.  Id have 
to phone her.

      I picked up the phone and dialed the number that she had given 
in her letter.  Dad had put tight controls on all long-distance calls, 
but I felt this was different.  The phone rang a couple of times and 
then was answered by a gruff male voice.  I asked for Cheryl and 
heard him call her.

      Hello,  said a voice on the other end of the line.

      Hi, Cheryl,  I replied.  This is Mike.

      After a few minutes of catching up over the events past year, I 
began to ask her about the summer invitation.

      Oh, youd love it, Mike.  Theres a lot to do, and itll be fun.

      Are you sure?  Slopping pigs doesnt sound all that 
interesting.

      Ah, Mike, I think I can guarantee that by the time you leave 
youll absolutely love sows!

      And thats another thing.  Why the emphasis on female 
animals?

      Why dont you come and find out?  I can guarantee youll 
enjoy it!

      Alright, I will.

      We hammered out the details of the visit--when to come, what 
to bring, and so on.  And the conversation drew to a halt.  Now all 
that I had to do was clear it with Dad.

                           *  *  *  *  *

      Dad had no problem with my visit.  In fact, I think he wanted 
me to go so Id be out of his hair.  Whatever the reason, when 
midsummer eventually arrived I was ready to go.  The plane ride to 
Oklahoma was pretty dull.  Big surprise.  The only saving feature 
was a really cute stewardess with a great set of tits.  She flirted 
with me the whole trip down.  I would like to say that she led me 
to the back of the plane and then had mad, passionate sex with me, 
but unfortunately, that sort of thing only happens in the movies.  
Instead, it was obvious to me that she was only flirting with me to 
amuse herself.  After all, the flight was very dull.  Still, talking to 
her was more entertaining than reading the emergency evacuation 
instructions over and over, so I cant really say that I minded.

      Anyhow, the flight eventually arrived (three hours late) at the 
airport and I disembarked (actually, the stewardess said the term 
was deplaning).  I walked into the airport and found my sisters 
there waiting for me.

      Cheryl, Mandy, its great to see you,  I said, as they ran 
towards me.  I dropped my luggage and hugged each of them in 
turn.  Wheres Mom?

      Her plane to Jamaica left an hour ago,  replied Cheryl, 
hugging me again.  We werent expecting you to be so late.

      I didnt have much say in the matter,  I replied with a smile.  
Besides, anticipation makes the realization sweeter.

      Thats nice.  Where did you hear that?  asked Mandy.

      Oh, a guy a knew,  I responded, dead-pan.  He died waiting 
for his wife to get out of the bathroom.

      Cheryl groaned.  Did he really have to come?  she asked 
Mandy.

      Yes, I think its for the best.

      We walked out of the airport to the parking lot to their old 
truck.

      Whos going to drive,  I asked.  I dont have my license 
yet.

      Neither do we,  said Cheryl.  But thats okay--I know how.  
Hop in.

      Why do I get the feeling Im going to regret this,  I asked, to 
nobody in particular.

      Oh, take your life in your hands for a couple of hours.  Be a 
man.  said Cheryl, grinning.

      And believe me, I really dont think youre going to regret it,  
said Mandy with a mysterious smile.

      I threw my luggage in the back of the pickup truck while 
Cheryl slipped behind the drivers seat.  Mandy opened the 
passenger door and climbed into the cab.  I followed her and soon 
all three of us were squeezed into the surprisingly roomy cab.  
Cheryl, who had already started the truck, pulled out of the parking 
space and drove out of the airport.  Soon we had left the city 
behind and were driving down a dusty country road towards the 
farm.

      The three of us made small talk for a while, discussing school, 
life, and generally getting caught up on what had happened to us 
during the past year.  Eventually the talk turned towards life on the 
farm.

      So what exactly do you do on the farm?  I asked Cheryl.

      Pretty much what youd expect.  Milk the cows, gather eggs, 
that sort of thing,  she replied.

      We also do a lot of the housework,  spoke up Mandy, and 
some cooking.

      That sounds horrible,  I said.  Dont you have any social 
lives at all?

      We make do quite well,  replied Cheryl, giving Mandy a 
sidelong glance.  Youd be surprised.

      I noticed the glance, and felt sure that it meant something fairly 
significant.  I decided to pursue it.

      Well, what do you do for entertainment?  I persisted.

      A little of this, a little of that,  came the ambiguous reply.

      Youre not telling me something.  Whats going on?  I was 
getting extremely curious.

      Look, how liberal are you?  Sexually, I mean,  asked Cheryl.

      The question caught me totally offguard.  Well, Ive always 
thought of myself as fairly liberal,  I managed to say.

      Would you ever turn down a good fuck if it were offered to 
you?

      Hell, no!  I replied.  That one was easy to answer!

      Okay.  Mandy, show him how we entertain ourselves,  said 
Cheryl with a grin.

      I was hoping youd say that, sis!  she replied.  And with that 
my sister quickly pulled off her sweater.

      She wasnt wearing a bra, so her cute fourteen-year-old tits 
popped out and presented themselves to me.  I immediately felt 
familiar stirrings in my crotch as I gazed at my sisters body.

      What the hell are you doing, sis,  I asked, as she the 
unsnapped her jeans and undid the zipper.

      I think Im seducing my big brother,  she giggled in reply.  
She then faced me, wrapped her arms around my neck, and pulled 
my lips down against hers.

      I was still in shock from this rather sudden burst of 
exhibitionism, so I didnt protest (like I would have anyway!).  But 
while we frenched, tongues darting in and out of our mouths, all 
sorts of conflicting thoughts flew through my mind.  She was my 
sister.  She was only fourteen.  But she was also cute, sexy, and 
obviously willing.  Suddenly she unwrapped one arm from around 
my neck and grabbed my hand.  She stroked it a couple of times 
and then held it against one of her tits.  While I massaged it she 
moved her hand down to my crotch and, after some fumbling with 
the zipper, pulled out my now rock-hard cock.  These actions 
effectively resolved any conflict that I was feeling--I wanted her!

      Mandys hand began a slow pumping action on my cock while 
I massaged her tits with both hands.  I then slid my right hand 
down her body to her jeans.  Because she had so thoughtfully 
undone them a couple of minutes before, it was easy to slip my 
hand into them.  I found to my delight (but not to my surprise) that 
she was panty-less as well.  I rubbed my finger between her pussy 
lips and was rewarded with a soft moan.  She broke off our kiss 
and finished unsnapping my jeans.  I lifted my hips as she slid both 
them and my underwear partially down my legs.  My cock, 
completely free and more rigid than I had ever seen it, waved for 
Mandys attention.  Mandy squirmed around until she was 
kneeling on the floor in front of me.  An impressive feat by itself in 
the small enclosure of the cab!  She wrapped her tits around my 
cock--they were surprisingly big for her age (but then, so am I!)--
and stroked it up and down, all the while licking her lips.

      Hold onto your hat,  said Cheryl with one eye on us and one 
eye on the road.  I noticed that she only had one hand on the 
wheel--the other was in her jeans, furiously pumping her cunt.  
Shes probably the best cock-sucker in the county--after me, that 
is!

      She wasnt kidding.  Mandy released my cock from their 
pillowy enclosure and began tonguing the top of my cock.  I 
couldnt believe it--my fourteen- year-old sister was going to suck 
my cock!

      Mandys tongue worked magic on my swollen dick.  It danced 
around the tip and then ran up and down my shaft.  She licked my 
balls and then started sucking on them.  I moaned in ecstasy.  Then 
she licked her way back to the tip of my cock and took the length 
of it down her throat.  Then she began to cock-suck in earnest!

      Her mouth and tongue worked wonders on my hard dick.  She 
repeatedly slid it out of her throat and then sucked its full length 
back in.  Her tongue continually swirled its magic up and down my 
shaft.  I had had my cock sucked once before, but it was nothing 
like this!  I couldnt help wondering, before the sexual ecstasy 
completely wiped any coherent thoughts from my mind, how she 
had gotten so experienced.

      While she paid her rather unique attention to my tool I began to 
play with Cheryl.  I removed her fingers from her pussy and licked 
her juices off of them.  Incestuously scrumptious!  When I sank my 
own fingers into her sopping slit she jumped so hard she almost ran 
us off the road!  So we kept up a steady action--Mandy sucking my 
cock while I finger-fucked Cheryl--until I felt the familiar boiling 
deep in my balls.

      Im gonna cum!  I moaned.  Mandy, of course, had already 
noticed the familiar signs.  She had already pulled my dick from 
her mouth and began pumping it furiously.  I could almost see my 
cum as it shot from the depths of my balls to the tip of my cock.  
Mandy was soon rewarded with a huge gush of cum that sprayed 
all over her face and into her mouth.  Another spritz shot from my 
cock, putting a spermy crosshatch pattern onto her face.  A third 
shot, less powerful than the others, placed another stream directly 
onto her waiting tongue.  Her mouth went back to my cock, licking 
up the remaining cum as it trickled from my cock.

      I fondly gazed at my sisters cum-covered face.  Theres 
something about a girl with her face, hair, and mouth covered with 
your cum that is irresistibly cute.  Her tongue rolled out of her hot 
mouth and leisurely licked the rest of my cum from her fingers.

      Nice performance, sis,  said Cheryl as I pulled my fingers 
away from her dripping snatch.  You look like the slut-of-the-
month poster child.

      Thank you,  she replied, blushing.  Ive practiced enough 
for it!   She turned her attention to my now drooping cock.  Now 
dont go like that on me--I want you nice and hard.  She looked 
up at me.  How good are you at eating pussy?

      I had never eaten pussy before but of course I didnt want to 
tell her that!  Ive never had a complaint,  I replied.

      Good, because my pussy is just dripping wet and wants a 
good tonguing!

      Still facing me, she did another incredible acrobatic maneuver.  
She stood up and braced herself against the windshield.  She then 
told me to lean forward.  When I did, she leaned back on the dash 
and wrapped her legs around my neck.  I put my hands under her 
to support her and, just like that, I had fresh pussy at my lips!

      Eat her out good, Mike,  said Cheryl, who had gone back to 
fingering her snatch.

      I intended to do just that.  I ran my tongue around Mandys 
cunt, savoring my first tastes of cunt juice.  Delicious--I was going 
to enjoy this!  I went to work on her pussy with a vengeance.

      Due to the rather cramped conditions (and the fact that we were 
hurtling down a bumpy country road) I wasnt able to let my 
tongue be as free as I would have liked.  Still, I did the best I 
could.  I ran my tongue around her sopping slit, teasing her outer 
erogenous zones.  My tongue explored further.  I licked down 
below her pussy until I came tantalizingly close to her little button 
anus, but wasnt quite able to reach it.  I ran my tongue back up to 
the bottom of her slit and then slowly and deliberately, ran it up the 
length of her cunt.

      By now Mandy was squirming so hard I was having trouble 
teasing her cunt.  So I decided to go for the gold.  I pressed my 
face against her sopping wet pussy and ran my tongue up her cunt 
as far as I could.  I swirled it around in her love canal, drinking her 
sweet nectar freely.  While my tongue worked its own magic I 
nuzzled her clit with my nose.  When her moaning and squirming 
alerted me to her impending orgasm I withdrew my tongue from 
her cunt and began to suck on her sensitive clit.  That did the trick, 
and her orgasm soon rattled through her body like gangbusters.  I 
gurgled in delight as my face was soaked with her organic juices.

      That was great,  moaned Mandy as she disentangled herself 
from me.  I never thought incest would make me this horny!

      Better watch what you say,  said Cheryl, who was looking 
quite flushed herself.  Rex will get jealous.

      Rex,  I asked.  Whos Rex?

      Oh, youll meet him at the farm,  said Mandy, still breathing 
hard.  His cock tastes great but you give him a run for the 
money.

      Gee, thanks, I thought.  Then a thought struck me.  But I 
thought we were going to be the only ones at the farm,  I said 
quizzically.

      Well, yes and no,  said Mandy.  Youll understand when we 
get there.  Now stop worrying and fuck me good and hard!

      How could I refuse an invitation like that?  Cum sit on my lap, 
you little slut!

      Awww, you say the sweetest things!

      Mandy maneuvered herself until she was half-standing with her 
back to me.  It occurred to me that her naked tits were visible to 
any oncoming traffic, but that obviously didnt bother her.

      She reached behind and grabbed my stiff dick, setting it in 
place.  Then she lowered herself down slowly upon my ready tool.  
I put my hands on her waist to steady her and she soon was sitting, 
completely impaled, on my throbbing dick.

      How does that cheer go,  asked Cheryl, still with her hand in 
pants.  Sit in his lap, French-kiss for luck, Stand up, Sit down, 
Fuck!  Fuck!  Fuck!

      Something like that,  giggled Mandy.  Its good advice, 
though!

      With that she started sliding up and down on my cock.  We 
were both so wet and well-lubed that the fucking was smooth and 
easy.  I was amazed how loose her cunt was.  She had obviously 
been fucked by a dick a lot bigger than mine.  I wondered whose it 
was.  Rexs perhaps?

      Her downward thrust interrupted my reverie and I began to 
fuck her back in earnest.  I timed my thrusts so that I pushed up as 
she was coming back down.  Cheryl helped by giving the truck 
quick bursts of acceleration at every thrust.  The multiple forces 
soon had both Mandy and me screaming in ecstasy and we came 
together in a rush of cum.

      Mandy slumped against me, exhausted.  I slid my hands up to 
her tits and lovingly caressed them while I nibbled at her neck.

      Oh, fuck, Mike, that was good!  said my sister as she sat 
there, my now soft cock still trapped in her sticky cunt.

      How was it, Mandy,  asked Cheryl, Is he as good as Rex?

      Better,  she replied.  Then after a moment said Well, just as 
good.  But he could learn something from Boris.

      Rex, Boris, would you tell me whats going on?  I tweaked 
Mandys nipples.  You wouldnt keep anything from your 
brother, would you?  After all, I didnt keep anything from you!  
In fact, I thought, feeling the limpness in my cock, I dont really 
have anything else to give.

      Youll meet him in a couple of minutes,  said Cheryl.  
Were here.

      We turned off the main road onto the dirt road that led to the 
farmhouse.  I admired the property as we approached the house.  It 
was a typical farm--waving wheat fields, several dairy cows 
contentedly grazing, even a ramshackle red barn.  It was so 
ordinary it was breathtaking!

      We soon pulled up to the house and Cheryl turned off the 
truck.  She opened the door and hopped out.  Mandy, who was still 
perched on my dick, reached down to my crotch and pulled my 
dick out of her pussy with a soft plopping sound.

      Cmon, lover, time to meet the gang!  she said, as she easily 
hopped out of the truck.  I did the same, although with difficulty 
since my pants were still down around my ankles.  Now that she 
had more room, Mandy took off her runners and then completely 
removed her jeans, leaving her luscious young body completely 
exposed to my gaze.

      Ive been wanting to walk around here nude for a long time,  
she told me as I clumsily got out of the truck.  But its kind of 
difficult to do that with parents around.

      Suddenly I heard Cheryls voice coming from the other side of 
the truck.  Hiya, Rex!  I missed you, boy.  Weve got someone for 
you to meet.  Stop licking me there, we can fuck later!  Quit it!  
Stop!  So, now I get to meet this Rex character, I thought, 
listening to Cheryl giggle.

      I walked around to the other side of the truck, stuffing my cock 
back into my pants as I went.  I rounded the truck and stopped in 
amazement.  There was Cheryl leaning against the truck.  Her 
jeans were around her ankles and her hands were spreading her 
pussy lips wide apart.  This was for the benefit of an--obviously 
talented judging by her squirming--tongue belonging to a...  
German Shepherd??

      This is Rex?  I asked, confused.  Cheryl nodded, grinning.  
But you said that Rex was your lov...  I trailed off, 
comprehension dawning.  I stared at Cheryl in disbelief.

      Our lover, right!  she said cheerfully.  And a good one at 
that.  Hed taught us everything we know about fucking.  She 
noticed my frown and became worried.  Hey, thats cool with 
you, isnt it?  I was hoping that you and me and Mandy and the 
animals would be able to have some fun while you were here.  But 
I couldnt tell you that in any of the letters in case Mom or Dad 
saw them.

      I thought about it.  They were fucking animals!  And they 
wanted me to join in.  I could almost feel the angel and devil 
sitting on my shoulder like they do in Saturday morning cartoons.

      Angel: Dont do it, its not right.

      Devil: Are you kidding?  How can you give up two weeks of 
bestiality and incest?  Multi-species orgies all day and all night!

      Angel: Yeah, youre right!  Go for it!

      I couldnt have come to a better conclusion myself.  I looked at 
Cheryl and said, What are we standing around here for?  I want to 
see that doggy cock shoved up that cute pussy of yours!

      I knew you were just as horny and perverted as me and 
Mandy,  she replied with a grin.  She looked over at Mandy.  
Come on in the house, Mandy.  You can finish what youre doing 
in there.

      Ah, shit.  Okay.  I looked over at her and saw that she was 
lying on the ground with her legs spread.  Rex had walked over to 
her and was standing over her licking her dripping snatch with 
gusto.  She had propped herself up on her elbows and was running 
her tongue over his (now) semi-hard, fiery-red doggy prick.  
Come on, Rex, lets go in the house!

      She rolled out from under him, stood up, and dusted herself off.  
She looked at us.  Lets go, guys.  If I dont get some doggy cock 
soon my pussys going to melt!

      You heard the lady,  said Cheryl to me.  I put my arm around 
her shoulder and the three of us walked to the house, Rex bounding 
along eagerly beside us.
