“There, we’ll keep you nice and shaved from now on otherwise you’ll itch when it starts to grow back.” She was limp from all the day’s exertions so I held her in the shower and washed us both off before pulling a pair of socks on over her feet and another one over mine.
We moved around the house like that for the rest of the day, even when I made her help me cook dinner that evening.
Every so often, I’d stop what I was doing and take her in my arms for a kiss, or rub my fingers over her pussy before finger fucking her then having her lick her juices from my fingers.
I didn’t say anything to her about the things I did to her or planned to do to her. Instead, I kept the conversation light and spoke of more mundane things.
We had a great discussion about the condition of the world and of course I used every opportunity to show her how much better her situation was here with me than out there.
That evening we watched the news together. I’d been keeping up with the news for a while, looking for any news about her disappearance. She didn’t know but I did, that she had already been written off as a runaway. No one was looking for her.
That wasn’t my reason for wanting her to watch the news though, her story was old news already. I wanted her to see what I see when I look at it. The degradation and depravity that exists in the world she moved in before she came to the peace and serenity of the farm.
“I like what you did with the old parlor. I don’t think anyone has ever made it that pretty before.” She was sitting on my lap with my hand fondling her tit as we looked at the tube.
“Thank you.” I squeezed her nipple in answer and carried on watching.
For the next two weeks, I took her outside more and more. Once she rode my horse in front of me and I finally got to fuck her on his back.
And a few evenings, I had her sit behind me on the ATV. She took to both so well I promised to buy her-her own horse and ATV. She lit up at the offer and kissed my cheek.
“T-Bone, I’m ready for bed it’s getting cold.” I put down the book I was reading while she laid reading her own with her head on my lap.
“Okay, little darling let me make sure everything is locked up.” She walked off into the bedroom while I secured the house before joining her. She was in bed with the covers over her and the pillows at her back.
We’d got to using candles at night instead of electricity because it made everything seem so cozy and she’d lit the ones on her night table and mine. “Should we light the fire tonight you think, or is it still too warm?”
“Oh that would be nice.” I already had the wood ready and all it took was adding some kindling and striking a match. I made sure it was fine before going around the bed to my side and climbing in under the covers.
I moved close to her back and wrapped my arm around her. Her hand reached for mine and pulled it higher over her breast. I caressed her as we talked about the coming winter and all the fun things there was to do around here this time of year.
She was excited for me to teach her how to can vegetables and make jam the way my mama had taught me. By the time she pushed back and slightly raised her leg I was already hard as a pike and all it took was for me to angle my hips and slip my cock up inside her while we carried on our conversation.
13
Melanie
I’m not sure when it happened, but I couldn’t have been here that long when he started making sense. Every morning I woke up and went outside and the air was fresh and crisp. All around me was peace and quiet and the most beautiful land I’d ever seen.
T-Bone spent almost every second with me, teaching me things. I even learned how to milk the cows and find the eggs the hens laid for the day.
I was learning so much here, like how to make candles and soap, who knew that stuff could me so much fun? T-Bone had taught Rex how to accept me and now he just follows me around when I go outside instead of growling and carrying on, he was just a big old softie.
T-Bone taught me how to make the soda bread his mama used to make and we had fun with that and a whole lot of other things his mama had taught him when he was just a little boy. My mom never taught me shit but how to be mean and to hate men.
The first morning I woke up and found jeans and the softest cashmere sweater thrown over the old rocker in the bedroom with new riding boots and a kickass shearling jacket I almost had a heart attack.
I ran into the kitchen where he was getting the coffee ready, sure I made a sight but I didn’t care. “I’m not going back, you can’t make me.” I was already in tears and my little fists were clenched so tight I thought they would break.
“What is it Angel, did you have a bad dream?” He turned and came to me, taking me in his arms but I was mad as hell. I pounded his chest and yelled at him until he grabbed both my hands and held them in one of his.
“Stop that before you hurt yourself. Now tell me darling, what’s wrong?”
“Why are you making me leave?” I hiccupped and bawled like an infant.
“What are you talking about? You’re not going anywhere.” I took his hand and dragged him down the hall to our bedroom and pointed to the clothes.
“Then what’s that?”
“Well, it’s a bit chilly in the house and you like the fire more than the gas heat and I don’t want you catching your death of cold so I figured you should have something on other than socks. See, I’m wearing my sweats too.”
I finally calmed down when I saw the truth of his words. He didn’t laugh or make fun of the fact that I was crying to stay when only a few weeks ago I’d been begging to leave. He just took my hand and led me back to the kitchen.
“Sit, breakfast will be ready soon. I think Samson that old reprobate bred five heifers. Only two didn’t catch but that’s okay, he’ll get them next time.”
“That’s great. T how many babies does a cow have?”
“Well now that depends. Most only have one calf at a time, but every once in a while you might find one who’d have two or maybe three.”
“Oh okay. And how long is a cow pregnant for?”
“About the same amount of time as a woman give or take, forty weeks or so. I was just thinking if you caught our day in the barn then our baby should be coming just about the same time as that last one we saw bred.”
My face went up in flames. He says stuff like that so casually, like it was the most natural thing in the world. “I don’t think I’m pregnant.” And why did that make me feel sad instead of overjoyed? I hadn’t given my old life a second thought in days, weeks even and for some reason the thought of going back scared me.
“I was going to take care of that after breakfast.” He dropped a box in front of me on the table and I saw that it was a pregnancy test. My heart felt sick and I realized it was the thought of disappointing him that was making me feel this way.
“What if I’m not?” My voice was low and sad. “Well then we’ll just have to try until you are.” I smiled and drank the warm milk he put in front of me.
T-Bone Nine Months Later
“I’m not going.”
“Yes, you are and that’s final Melanie.”
“We’ll see about that. I’m not going to no hospital for no doctor to paw at me. Old Mrs. Samuels says she knows how to do it. She already gave me her number and we’re supposed to call when the time comes.
“You are going to the hospital where they have all them machines and such in case something goes wrong.”
“It’s my body and I say I’m not going.” She’s a feisty little pain in the ass. “If you didn’t rival my cow for size I’d tan your ass for sassing me.” That hand went to her hip and that finger got to wagging in my face. “Try it. Remember what happened the last time you found yourself spanking me?”
“Yeah, you almost fucked my dick raw.” Her face went red as a cherry. “Not that, I brained you with the skillet remember?”
“And if I recall that got you another ass whupping.” She’s so cute when she gets all fired up
I just wanna grab her up and kiss her until she’s my soft little Angel again.
We’d been having this same argument for the past week and I aim to win it. First of all I made the biggest mistake of my life when I took her into town with me a few months ago.
Miss Friendly had to smile and talk to everybody we met. Now every time I turn around one of their meddling asses is sniffing around my place. No matter how I grumble and complain she just pats me on the head and does as she please anyhow.
I put a stop to that right quick though. I let her see just how those people really are and I ain’t ashamed of it either. One day while we were picking up some butter pecan ice cream which she’s taken to eating by the gallon, I saw that little fast miss who almost undressed me in the can food aisle.
I knew damn good and well Melanie was heading back my way but when that girl got to telling me what all she wanted to do with me, I didn’t stop her.
If Melanie wasn’t already breeding I would’ve let her scalp her the way she wanted when she walked up and heard the colorful things she had planned for my dick. But all I did was grab her up and drag her back home.
Now she’s not too keen on friends coming out here and we go into town maybe once a month same as I always did. She still waves and says hello but she’s not on the friend seeking circuit no more.
She got on the computer one day and did her own research. I guess I shouldn’t have sold her so much on the old way of doing things because now all I hear about is midwives this and midwives that. That’s where we part company.
“You’re being a hypocrite T.” I don’t care what she says her ass is going to the general hospital and having that baby.
I let her rant and rave and have her fit until she got on my damn nerves and I had to bend her over one of the stalls and fuck her quiet.
“Now go take your nap and behave.” She turned up here nose at me but wobbled her ass back to the house. I was busy trying to get the place ready for when the baby came and trying not to scare myself half to death with all the stuff I was reading about birthing.
The town’s people were good for one thing though. When that trollop that I’d dispatched to hell’s daddy came looking for her after all this time they convinced him she’d run off with the no count pansy man she had in my bed.
Because he’d apparently forbid her to see the boy because he wasn’t rich, he believed it and left me the hell alone. Not that I was scared, hogs don’t leave anything but the teeth and I got rid of those a long time ago.
She was baking bread when I went in a few hours later. I stood in the doorway and watched her kneading dough, her little round belly sticking out in front, flour on her cheeks and the heat from the oven making the hair around her face stick to her skin. I guess I was the overgrown horse’s ass she was cussing to herself.
I rolled my eyes at her language and walked over to put my arms around her from behind. “I’m scared baby.” She stopped and turned to look up at me. “Of what T?”
“Of something happening to you. That old lady is a hundred if she’s a day I don’t trust her to take care of you. I only saw where there’s three people in the last year that she helped with a birthing, the hospital do that many a day.”
She ran her hands up and down my chest soothingly. “There’s nothing to be scared of. I talked to one of the women she delivered and she had nothing but good things to say.” I brushed the hair back from her face and looked down at her.
So much has changed since that day she thought I was sending her away. We’d gone into town and got hitched, that’s what started the friend brigade come to think of it.
She had the freedom to go anywhere she liked, as long as I was with her of course, and she even knew where the keys to the truck were. I don’t think she’d driven it more than once.
I still wasn’t ready to let her go into town on her own, but not because I thought she’d keep driving, but because I didn’t trust anyone period. “You know I can’t give you what you want right? I don’t know that woman and I don’t trust her to take care of you and the baby. When the time comes I’m taking you to the hospital where they can take care of you.”
She went back to being spitting mad and I went back to packing her suitcase for when the baby comes which should be any day now. She didn’t say two words to me the rest of the evening but come bed time I reminded her who was boss.
If I weren’t careful she’d take my balls just like half the damn men in the country. Because I like to spoil her she thinks that means she can get over on me, fat chance.
As long as there’s breath in my body I’m gonna see that she’s safe. I can buy her all the nonsense her little heart desires no problem, but when it comes to her care there’s no question she’ll do as I say.
And that’s how our twins came to be born at the hospital with that damn old woman attending her, and the doctor on the sidelines just in case.
Epilogue
T-Bone
The springs in the old bed squeaked as I rocked back and forth inside her. The old straw mattress was barely holding up under the strain. I guess it was time for a new one at that. This one had seen us through six years of marriage and five kids with another one on the way, and that’s after it had been in the family for nearly forty years.
"Fuck Angel, how come your pussy's still so sweet after all these years?" She didn't bother to answer just added a little more heat to her hips as she worked my cock but good.
Good thing the little ones were dead asleep in their rooms across the hall, because the way noise carried in this old farmhouse they would've been in for an earful.
It was so cold out I only hiked her nightdress up and pulled my dick through the flap of my pajama bottoms, but it got the job done, except for her tits.
I never enjoyed a good fuck without spending time on the nipple so I'd had to pop a few buttons when she got huffy. The fire was going in the grate that should keep her warm if my plowing her belly wasn't enough.
It's no secret that I'm always after my wife, hell anybody would be she's gorgeous. She's still a willful little thing, though these days a good paddling usually works to calm her ass down. That, and keeping her belly full with my babies.
No matter how she griped and moaned as soon as she dropped one and her healing period was over, I was in her ass again. Well you know what I mean. Ass fucking is for those times when the pussy is indisposed. Any other time I like the sweet warm silk of her pussy.
This morning, I woke up like every other morning, with my hand wrapped around her pregnant belly and my dick doing what he does best, poking her in the ass. It didn't take much to lift the back of her nightdress, scoot forward some and ease right on in there.
Ahhhh, nothing like hot pussy on a cold December morning. The little ones will be up any second looking for their breakfast so I gotta make it quick.
She's pretending to be asleep but her little ass pushed back to take me all in. I'm sure she's biting into that bottom lip of hers to keep from crying out how good it is and I'm trying to keep the bed springs from making too much noise.
Our four year old twins are just about the nosiest lil somebodies you could ever find, especially Annie. She usually starts off and then drags her sister Rose along with her.
"Open your legs a little Angel." I whispered in her ear letting her know I knew darn good and well she's awake and enjoying her early morning fuck. She tried to play stubborn so I bit down on her neck and her leg popped right up. Oh yeah, I'm in there now for sure.
"Momma..."
Well shit, Angel sped up her motions trying to cum before nosy bee came knocking. If she thinks she's leaving me high and dry hah. I turned her all the way over and pulled her up to her hands and knees, mounting her from behind. Just like the stallion covered the mare two days ago.
She’d got so hot after seeing that, same as she does every year when I take her down to the barn for a breeding. She'd let me fuck her right there in the old barn, keening and moaning all the while. Since sh
e was already six months pregnant that one was just for the hell of it.
I sank my cock all the way in nice and slow, I don’t want to hurt the child in her womb. She still loves getting fucked from behind; come to think of it she loves fucking period.
If I hadn't seen the virgin blood on my dick all those years ago when I first brought her home, I would've sworn she had a ton of experience, but no Mrs. Riley just loves getting plowed.
And no matter how she says different, I know she loves having my babies. Shit the last three are still on the tit and wasn't showing signs of giving it up any time soon. They'd have to though when the new one comes. At least the three year told Mavis would. Little Angela and Jason could go at least another year.
"Daddy...daddy!"
Damn that kid she sure knows how to screw a nut. I knew just what to do though. I pushed Angel’s nightdress up around her waist and found her puckered little asshole and eased my finger in after having her wet it in her mouth.
This caused her pussy to clamp down on my cock, and I was off and running. I wasn't too mindful of the bed springs this time, I'll just tell little Annie that mommy and daddy were playing tickles.
Meanwhile, I was plowing into Melanie hard as fuck while she bit her pillow and pushed back at me taking me all the way in.
When I came, the grunt was loud enough to shake the rafters. I shook and panted over her back as her pussy worked gymnastics on my cock, her ass still moving as she tried to get the last of my cum. Greedy ass.
She messed around and my dick hit her sweet spot and she couldn’t stifle those screams. Oh well; I'll figure out what to tell my nosy ass daughter later. Right now, I got cows to milk and feed. “I’ll see you later sweet Angel.” I kissed her sweaty brow and hopped out of bed, ready to face the new day.
THE END
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