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Subject: {ASSM} On the ranch with Susan and Joel:
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Date: Sun, 28 Nov 2004 22:10:02 -0500
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WARNING:
     This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.
     The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY,
and contains descriptions of explicit sex.  If you are not an
adult, or reading sex stories upset you, do not read any further.

On the ranch with Susan and Joel

    My story really starts when I was 17 and my brother Joel was 18.
Growing up, we lived on a real live working cattle ranch in south
Texas, where we learned all about animal behavior at a very early age.
The ranch was not that large, as true ranches go, just a little over
500 acres, and only a small part of what it was when my great
grandfather founded the ranch over a hundered years ago.  Once a large
ranch, over the years it had been partitioned on sevaral occassions
though inheritence, with most it having been sold off by relatives who
wanted some quick cash and whom had no interest in the hard work of
running a ranch.  My father was intent on keeping his part of the
ranch and running his cow calf operation on his 500 acres was an act
of deep respect for the land and the tradition of ranching. We had
horses as well as cattle, but not any other animals, except a dog. We
were what is commonly reffered to as being "land poor" as the land
provided the family with a good net worth but operating the ranch
proved only a modest way of making a living.  My father had to work
other jobs to support my mom, my older brother and myself.  We all had
chores that was expected of us to help with the ranch.  My mom pretty
much ran the house, keeping it clean, cooking for us all and running
errands to town.
    Living on a farm or ranch you are pretty much exposed to animal
sex on a daily basis. You also get used to taking a pee, or shit if
you have to, out in the open to keep from having to go a long way back
to the house. My family was not exhibitonists, but when nature called,
we just took care of business on the spot when we were in the pasture.
Accidentally seeing my brothers dick now and then was not anything
unusual, nor was his seeing me squat to pee. We didn't stare while the
other relieved themself, it was all part of the natural setting and
necessary. My father was more careful though than Joel, but even he
had to do it too, and I caught a glumpse of his penis a couple of
times over the years. I did not find anything particularly erocitc
about it at the time.
     We lived 18 miles from a 10,000 population town that pretty much
had most anything we needed on a regular basis.  My brother and I rode
the school bus to school and got home around 4:00 p.m., leaving us
time to take care of any chores that needed to be done.  With dad
working late usually, my brother and I had to kind of look after the
day to day things on the ranch. It was not hard work, just things like
making sure the cows and bull were accounted for and the fences were
not down and moving the cattle from one pasture to another to rotate
them from time to time.  We had a four wheeler to get around the ranch
and my brother Joel and I had a lot of fun on it when we got away from
the house and mom couldn't see us.
    During the summer, when school was out, we took on a few added
chores, but pretty much were average kids, watching a lot of
television and just being lazy. We did have a very nice stock tank
with crystal clear water in it nesteled in a grove of live oaks about
a mile from the house where we could swim and on a few occassions went
skinny dipping.  When it was hot, Joel and I would go there often to
swim and just hang out.  We didn't get much company at the ranch but
Joel and I got along good for a brother and sister just a year
difference in age.
      It was the summer and one hot day I felt like going to the tank
and taking a swim and asked Joel if he wanted to go too?  He said he
wanted to watch a show on tv, so I went down to the swimming hole on
the four wheeler by myself.  I had been masturbating for 3 or four
years by now, and I knew Joel did too. I had accidentally caught him
whacking off about a month ago when I got up one night to pee. The
door to his room was ajar enough to see in as I passed by and with
night light from the full moon coming in his window I could see him
pounding his cock.  I stood there motionless, watching him as he lay
naked on his bed masturbating and felt aroused and horny and secretly
wished I could just walk in and be with him and not let him just waste
that beautiful hardon. To get a better look and see his cock better, I
slowly pushed the door a little more ajar and as I did Joel heard the
hinge squeek just enough to open his eyes and see me staring at him. 
I rushed to the bathroom and peed, feeling guilty and ashamed of
myself for having spied on him like that.  When I came out, his door
was completely closed.  I decided right then to meet this delimea head
on and to try to rapair the bond of trust that I had so carelessly
broken.  I softly tapped on his door, even though our parents lived on
the other side of the house. I heard "Who is it?" and replied it's
Susan, can I come in?  After a short silence, I said please Joel, let
me come in, I want to tell you I am sorry. Joel replied "I am angy
with you Susan" and don't want to talk to you.  Please, I begged and
he relented and said okay, come on in.  Joel was laying on the bed
with the covers up to his armpits with his back to me.  I said Joel, I
am really, really, sorry for spying on you and I feel awful. "awful"
you feel awful, he replied, how do you think I feel?  I don't know
Joel, I just don't know, but you did not do anything wrong, I did. 
Joel, I masturbate too and I don't know how I would feel if I caught
you spying on me when I did it, but I won't to make it right with you,
somehow, someway.  What can I do Joel?  If I let you watch me
masturbate would that make it even? What? he said, are you serious? 
He rolled over to face me as the covers slid down to his waist as he
sat up in bed.  Yes, I am serious, if it will make things right I will
let you watch me massage pussy. Joel replied that two wrongs won't
make a right, to which I said, then what can I do right this
situation?  I will do anything Joel, anything, I just feel awful. 
Joel said he thought he would feel awful if he watched his sister
masturbate even though he admitted that he had secretly thought about
that often.  I suggested that we just see what it feels like and if he
was uncomfortable with it I would stop.  I could see the gears turning
in his head as I said that and with a "come on Joel, let me make it
right for you" he agreed. I took off my oversize tee shirt, exposing
my breasts to him, and saw the pleasure in his eyes.  As I put my
thumbs in my panties and slid them off his eyes were glued to my bush.
 I sat down on the bed with him and made him move over to give me
room. As he moved over to make room for me the covers draping his
crotch slipped down exposing his raging hardon cock. He attempted a
half hearted motion to grab the covers and cover himself but I pushed
his hand away and said, lets do it together Joel, okay? The expression
on his face said it all, and he said okay sis, lets do it togetther. I
spread my legs exposing my bush and cunt in all it's glory basking in
the moonlight coming in from the window and began to manipulate my
pussy lips which had already become quite wet.  Joel watched
mesmerized and then grabbed his dick and started jacking off again
when suddenly he asked, "Susan, would you like to touch me?" I was
incredibly hot had that starstruck look in my eyes too as I took my
free hand and placed it on his penis. He quivered with my touch and I
felt a tingling I had never felt before and was scared because this
forbidden feeling felt so good. I took my other hand from my pussy and
grabbed his free hand and guided it to my pussy. We clumsily were
masturbating each other. I had only had my hand on his dick for a
minute when I felt his body tense and he said to me he thought he was
about to cum.  His hand over my hand on his dick, together the
slidding hands gathered speed and then in a instant his jism spewed
from the head of his dick in several spurts. I was enthralled by the
spectacle and had never seen it before and I liked what I saw. I
milked him dry not worrying about the sticky substance going on the
sheets and my hand.  Just about then, I heard a noise from the kitchen
and told Joel I better get back to my room and took his hand from my
pussy, stood up and put my tee shirt back on while Joel pulled up the
covers to his neck.  I slipped out the door and back to my room
without being seen.
     The next day when we awoke, dad had left for work early and Joel
and I sat at the breakfast table with mom and she asked us if we
wanted to go to town with her, that she had to go get groceries.  We
both said no that we would probably go down to the tank and swim a
little later instead but be back by lunch.  She said okay and off she
went leaving the two of us there by ourselves.  As he car drove away
we looked into each others eyes and unspoken told each other we wanted
to continue where we had left off last night.
     Once again, I attempted to apologize for spying on him last night
but he cut me off and said last night was beautiful.  I agreed and
told him I hoped I had made things right, to which he replied that we
didn't get to finish and told me had an idea.  Joel suggested since we
are home alone for a while and we both needed to shower why don't we
take a shower together?  I reluctantly agreed, not because I did not
want to take a shower with him, but rather because I was worried where
this was going to end. I began to get nervous about what I had started
and all this because I stupidly had secretly watched Joel masturbate.
I felt guilty and obligated both at the same time.
     As Joel stood up to head towards the bathroom I clearly saw that
his pajama bottoms were tented out from a raging hardon.  That sight,
and thinking about last night night caused an arousal in my crotch and
I quickly followed him and saw him as he pulled his pj's down and off
exposing his fully erect cock. I folled suit by taking off my tee
shirt and dropping my panties and we stepped into the shower together.
 Joel had made the water really warm and the spray and his body next
to mine was making me horny. We made a feeble attempt at washing each
other but by and large took every opportunity to touch each others
genitals. We spent more time on eachothers genitlas than any where
else. When we were pretty well washed and had showered the soap off,
Joel stood facing me and looked into my face and intently into my
eyes.  The two of us stared at each other for a long  quiet moment
without saying anything and then he bent his head to kiss me, I met
his lips with mine and we passionately kissed with probing tongues and
he pressed his hard dick against my stomach.  We kissed for a long
time and embraced tightly.  As we kissed, he took one hand and grabbed
his dick and rubbed it against my stomach. My pussy was dripping with
love juice.  Silently, without saying anything, he turned off the
water, and stepped out of the shower pulling me with him and began
drying me off and then himself.  We were both speechless as he led me
to his bedroom and lay me down and began kissing me again. We
masturbated each other.  He sucked my tits and felt my clit and pusssy
and saw that I was hot.  Without saying anything he tried to roll over
on top of me and I said NO JOEL!, we can't do that, we just can't do
that.  Joel begged me to please let him fuck me but I said no, we
could not do that.  He asked me if he could just rub his dick on my
pussy then. He ask if I would let him get on top and just put his dick
between my legs. I really wanted to fuck him and didn't, both at the
same time, and thought mabey this was a way out without really doing
it. I opened my legs and let him get on top of me, rubbing his dick on
my clit. He was making the rymthic moves with his body but not making
penetration. He said let me just put it in a little bit, just the
head, okay?  I was so hot that I agreed to this one last taboo that we
had failed to complete and totally in denial that we were actually
fucking.  The head of his dick slipped in easily and as it did he
surprised me by giveing it a shove which rammed it all the way in
neeting my hymen.  I lost control and wanted him inside me by now and
as he continued to ram his dick in and out of my pussy I pushed back
with my pelvis with each thrust until he broke through and burst my
cherry.  It hurt, but what a pleasurable hurt it was. Joel barely
lasted long enough to break my hymen before he began spewing semen
inside of me.  As I felt his warm cum spruts hit the walls of my pussy
I pushed him off of me and screamed, "What if you get me pregnant?" 
Then I remembered that my period had stopped two days earlier.  We lay
there, scared, spent, contented, worried, wondering at the totality of
what we had done and wondering where we were going to take this.  We
both knew that we had started someting we could not stop.

  To be continued:

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