Chapter 7
"Early to bed, early to rise ..." was undoubtedly the unspoken saying around the Thompson ranch. Here it was, only nine o'clock -the sun was just setting-and everybody had bedded down for the night.
Carla lay on Jenny's big bed watching the changing hues of pink and orange play across the plaster ceiling. Out the window to her left the sky was blazing like a campfire gone to coals.
Jenny's bedroom was on the second floor of the two-story house. Down the hallway and across it, Jenny's parents had their bedroom. Scott and Matty, the two horny boys, slept out in the old log bunkhouse near the corral and horsebarn.
Beside Carla, Jenny stretched. "Oh, I feel so good. I've never even had a girlfriend sleep over before. The girls I know from school all live twenty miles away. You're my very first guest." Jenny smiled like a sixteen-year-old Miss America. Her long hair shined reddish in the twilight.
Jenny's unabashed excitement and enthusiasm at having Carla visit was infectious. Carla felt warm inside. She hadn't felt this wanted and appreciated ever, that she could remember. She reached over and stroked Jenny's cheek. Then, before she could catch herself, she leaned over and kissed Jenny right on the mouth. Jenny's saliva was sweet.
Jenny cuddled up to Carla and draped her arm over Carla's tits. Both girls wore floor-length nightgowns that belonged to Jenny. "You ever sleep naked?" Jenny asked.
"Sometimes," Carla answered. "Do you?"
"All the time," Jenny said. She grinned, showing her perfect white teeth. She tugged at Carla's nightgown. "Wanna get naked now?"
Carla didn't need any further prompting. She pulled her nightgown off over her head and tossed it onto the floor. Jenny tossed her own nightgown on top of Carla's, and the two naked girls wrapped their young bodies around each other.
Their big spongy tits met. Their pink cunts kissed, their stiff nipples rubbed against each other like excited clits. Their hot downy bellies glued together, and their legs entwined. Their clits kissed. Both girls groaned into each other's open mouths.
Their sweet young tongues moved down each other's throats.
After a few minutes of excited girl-humping, they forced their mouths apart. Both girls giggled.
"You feel so good," Jenny said.
"Mmmm, so do you," said Carla. This was the first time Carla had ever rubbed her naked body against another naked body-boy or girl-and she could hardly believe the sensation. Lord, what had she been missing all her life? She could easily lie here like this forever. To hell with everything else!
"Ever lay like this with a guy?" Jenny asked. As she said the word "guy," her loins gave a few quick humps.
Carla was about to say, sure, she'd lain with guys plenty of times, but as she looked into Jenny's sharp eyes, she realized that lying to Jenny would be next to impossible.
"No," Carla said. "Wish I had, though. What about you?"
Jenny scratched Carla's back lightly. "Are you kidding me? With brothers like I've got? If you weren't here tonight, one or both of those horny devils would be on me right now. Most of the time it's great, but they can get out of hand sometimes."
"What's that, Jenny?" Carla heard a sound like frogs croaking outside.
Jenny listened. She grinned. "That's Matty, pretending he's a frog. Come on." Jenny jumped out of bed and pulled Carla with her. The two girls knelt on the floor and looked out the window. The barnyard below looked purplish-orange in the waning twilight.
Matty stood on the dusty bare ground between the bunkhouse and the house. He wasn't alone. For a moment Carla thought Scott was with him, but then she realized that the boy with him was no bigger than Matty himself. The two boys stood side-by-side, their skinny young arms draped over each other's shoulders, their flanks, hips and legs pressed together. Neither boy had a stitch on, and each boy's prick pointed up at Carla and Jenny like an aimed telescope.
"Who's that?" Carla asked, referring to the boy next to Matty. But even as she asked the question, she knew that she really didn't care. What she really cared about was what she saw sticking up at her from Matty's tight young loins-a billy club? A baseball bat? It just couldn't be a cock. No cock could ever be that big!
"That's Peter, Matty's buddy," Jenny said. "He sleeps over here more than he sleeps at home. He's got a cute dong, doesn't he?"
Carla couldn't tell from this distance, but she didn't care that much. Peter might have a cute dong, but Matty had a monstrous dong. Carla gazed at Matty's hard prick, entranced. She could hardly talk. Her heart was pounding too hard. She was panting too much.
"Carla, you all right?" Jenny asked. She shook Carla by the shoulder.
"It's so big!" Carla muttered, without taking her eyes off Matty's prick. "I don't believe it! Is it real!"
"Huh?" Jenny said. Then her eyes followed Carla's gaze. She laughed. "You mean Matty's prick? Hell, yes!" She laughed again. "I see that old dong so much that I forget that it's even bigger than Dad's. But it's not how big it is that matters that much-it's how well a guy can use it. And, let me tell you, Matty knows how to use it. He hums it like a piston."
"Jesus!" Carla muttered. "Oh, Jesus!"
The big prick was dancing before Carla's eyes, flipping up and down, wagging from side to side. Peter's cock was dancing, too. Peter's prick was by no means small. It was at least the size of Luke's and Robert's, but it looked dwarfed next to Matty's.
The two boys gazed up at the two girls, their white teeth glinting orangish in the twilight, their twin cocks squirming in mid-air. The boys barely moved their loins. They made their pricks dance by contracting their loins deep inside. The big pricks flexed like muscles. Their hefty balls swung heavily below. Even from the upstairs window, Carla thought she could see a pearl of cum balancing on the tip of each boy's cockhead.
"Oh, Jenny," Carla gasped, "they're making me so hot!"
Jenny reached down between Carla's legs and rubbed her hand up and down along Carla's pussyslit. "You said it, honey," Jenny said. "You got juice running out of you." She brought her wet hand up to her nose and sniffed it. "Mmmmm! Smells good. Smells just like me or mom when we get hot." She licked her cousin's pussyjuice off her hand. "Oooooh! Now I'm getting hot." She grabbed Carla's hand and guided it down to her own pussy.
Carla rubbed her hand up and down Jenny's pussyslit. The wiry hair was all wet. She slid her fingertips between the fat lips. The flesh inside almost burned her hand. Jenny was just as juicy as herself. Carla slipped her fingers back and forth, feeling all of Jenny's pussy, finding Jenny's clit.
"Oh, honey," Jenny cooed, "feel me up. Shove your fingers inside me." Jenny spread her legs apart so Carla could really get at her pussy. At the same time, Jenny reached back between Carla's hot legs to play with Carla's crotch. She pressed up close to Carla and kissed her on the cheek.
Carla groaned. Jenny's hand knew what it was doing, just as her own hand knew what it was doing between Jenny's legs. Carla pinched Jenny's clit and vibrated it until she felt Jenny's hot bottom begin humping. Then she wiggled two fingers up inside Jenny's cunt. Jenny sighed, then shoved two fingers up Carla's cunt. The two sexy young girl-cousins put their longhaired young heads together as they fingerfucked each other. Down below, the two horny boys performed for them.
The two boys faced each other, their big pricks aiming at each other like gunbarrels. They moved toward each other until the wet tips of their cocks met. Then they stood there, pressing their bloated prickheads together while they gyrated their sexy bare asses.
Carla groaned, fingerfucking Jenny fast while she wiggled her own ass in response to Jenny's fingerfucking. Her and Jenny's fingerfucking, together with the hot sex-show in the barnyard below, was making Carla drool so much between her legs that she could hear a few drops of hot juice plop to the floor every so often. This was the first time in her life that she was having real mutual sex.
The boys down below scampered around the barnyard on their hands and knees now. Their horny cocks wagged against their flat bellies as they crawled. They arched their lissom backs and shoved their round asses high in the air. Finally, they both faced away from the girls, showing the girls their hot boy-asses. As the two girls focused their eyes on the boys' asses, the two boys nodded to each other and farted, simultaneously. Then they laughed.
Though twilight was turning to dark, Carla could swear she saw both boys' moist young assholes open up like pretty mouths as they farted.
Strangely, the sight excited her even more. She had the sudden urge to rush down there and shove her tongue up the boys' assholes.
At that moment, Jenny shoved her thumb up Carla's ass.
"Ohhhh, Jenny!" Carla gasped. Never in her life had Carla felt anything like that. Never had she shoved even her own finger up her ass. For a moment, she was stunned. Then, overcome by the exciting sensations shooting through her asshole, she nearly squealed out loud. As she wiggled with the feelings of Jenny fingerfucking her asshole and cunt at the same time, she found Jenny's pucker with her thumb and slipped her hot digit up Jenny's ass as far as it would go. Jenny's asshole was as hot and juicy inside as was her cunt.
Jenny danced on her knees, if that was possible. Her firm, meaty little ass wiggled so much that Carla had a hard time keeping her fingers and thumb inside Jenny.
"Mmmm, yesss," Jenny moaned. "Shove and squeeze. Fuck my pussy. Thumb my asshole. Give it to me, honey. Really do it to me. Do it the way I'm doing it to you."
"Oh, yes," gasped Carla. "Mmmmmmm! Let's make each other come. Oh, God, this feels so good!" Carla wanted to cry out how good she was feeling.
In the yard below, Matty and Peter were back on their feet, their arms stretched above their heads, their long young bodies undulating in a slow, sensuous dance. As their bodies swayed in time to a silent rhythm, their big stiff cocks twitched and waved as if performing a dance of their own.
Carla thought she must be dreaming. She imagined herself as a queen being entertained by two hot young slaveboys. The pinkish light over everything was unreal. The naked youths with their enormous cocks just couldn't be real. Jenny's hot body pressed against her own, Jenny's hand imbedded in her cunt and asshole-these were beyond belief.
The two boys lowered their hands to their waving cocks and stroked them in time to the rhythm of their wiggling young bodies. As the rhythm of their dancing inceased, the rhythm of their cock-stroking increased. Within seconds, the two horny youths were beating off in earnest in front of the two masturbating girls. Their hot hands jerked up and down the length of their big throbbing cocks faster and faster. The boys stared at their cocks as if willing them to shoot off.
"Oh, Jenny, look at that!" Carla gasped. "They're so sexy! Their cocks are so big! I can't believe this is happening."
Carla moved her hand in rhythm to the boys' cock-beating, jamming her fingers in and out of Jenny's cunt, jamming her thumb in and out of Jenny's asshole. Hot juice poured out of Jenny and dripped from Carla's hand. A mushing, squishing sound came from between Jenny's legs. Jenny's insides writhed around Carla's fingers like a nest of hot snakes.
Jenny's cunt-beating hand matched Carla's. "I love you, Carla," Jenny half-whimpered.
"I love you too, Jenny," Carla gasped. She pressed against Jenny for support. Jenny's hand was causing her cunt to sizzle like a sparkler.
Carla closed her eyes for a moment, reveling in the hot feelings spiraling through her cunt. This felt so good that she wanted it to never end. She opened her eyes again. Jenny was there. She kissed Jenny. She looked down at the boys. The boys humped now at their hands as if they were fucking.
Matty groaned.
Peter whimpered.
Matty's body arched like a strung bow.
Peter's body grew just as taut.
Matty threw back his head and fired his first round of jism five feet through the pink twilight.
Seconds later, a stream of fat fluffy jizz-wads shot from the end of Peter's cock and likewise pelted the dust five feet away.
The two boys swayed like saplings as they alternately spurted showers of heavy jizz-pellets. The white wads were tinted purplish-pink in the twilight summer air. The lissom young bodies of the spasming youths sprang and quivered like snapped rubberbands each time they released a load. Then-pubescent whimpers pierced the clear country air and echoed off across the range.
Jenny turned her head and sank her teeth into Carla's neck. Her breath came hot. "Oh, Carla, I'm coming! Jeeeez!"
Jenny's cunt wrenched at Carla's hand. Beautiful streaming tingles filled Carla's hand and moved through her arm. Oh, wow! Jenny was coming!
Carla was coming, too.
"Christ, Jenny! Oh, Jesus! Ohhh! Oh! Ann! Uh! Uh! Oooooh! Ohhhhhhhhh! Here comes the feeling! Mmmmmmmmmm!" Carla yelled.
She swiveled her head and sucked at Jenny's pretty nose while Jenny continued to gnaw at Carla's neck. The sensations Carla felt were almost more than she could bear. She'd never been this excited before, not even this afternoon when she'd jacked off Luke and he'd shot off right in her face.
As she writhed with orgasm, rhythmically clamping her hot thighs around Jenny's cunt-frigging hand, clinging to Jenny so as not to topple over, working the fingers and thumb of her own hand in and out of Jenny's hot sucking sexholes, Carla thought about all the shooting jism and gushing pussyjuice saturating the evening air with their scents. She thought about all the beautiful sexual feelings pulsating simultaneously through her own flesh, and through the flesh of Jenny, Matty and Peter. She wondered if the two boys' cocks felt the same sensations as did her own pussy. She was sure Jenny's pussy felt the same as her own right now.
A warm tear rolled down Jenny's cheek and Carla licked it off. "Feels so good!" Jenny moaned. "Oh, Carla, feels so-o-o-o good!"
"Mmmmmmmm! Yesssss!" Carla cooed. "So-o-o-o-o good!"
Down below, Matty and Peter were milking the last of the boyjism from their hot pricks. They looked at each other, then up at the hugging girls. They looked back at each other and grinned. Their big cocks had deflated to half-mast.
Darkness was coming on fast.