1. BLITHE


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    called, “How’s it going man?” “A little rough but it’s getting better.” I admitted, shaking his hand. “This here is Julie.” Henry continued, “She’s more of a looker than a talker.” hovering his hand over her head. “Hey.” he greeted, taking her hand. “Hi.” she replied, shaking his. “This one here is the momma bear.” Henry announced, “Folks just call her Helen.” “Pleased to meet you…” Mom started, but Justin was still holding Julie’s hand. “Alright boy, that’s enough greeting on that one.” Henry called. “Yeah right.” he agreed, reluctantly releasing Julie’s hand. He turned and shook Mom’s hand. “Helen.” he greeted. “And this here is papa bear.” Henry finished, “He likes to be called Ted.” He shook Dad’s hand and stepped back. “Alright guys, a quick lesson on how these things work.” he started. Chapter 15 Number one lesson; leaning to the left and right while turning to the left and right was harder to do than it sounded. I actually had to force myself to remember that. Throttling was next, and then the all-important stopping. Mom was the hardest to convince into driving one, but Justin explained how easy it was. Dad watched her closely as she went around in a circle a few times. “You’ll do fine honey.” he called. We took it slow at first, following Justin over the ridge. It was funny watching mom and dad jerk and stop over and over. Julie caught on quick and stayed with Justin in the front while I drove beside Candy. Justin stopped at the barn and got off of his ...
    three-wheeler. “Pop says to let you guys see the barn.” he explained, directing us in the door. A supposed tack room, without a tack in it, was the first we were directed to. It had more tools than anything, but horse bridals and saddles hung on the wall. Next, an incubator used to keep chicks warm stood against the wall. They were cute and Mom thought they were adorable. Justin offered to let her have one, but Dad said ‘No’. Stalls housing pregnant pigs, horses, and cows filled the rest of the place. They were in the barn because they were close to giving birth. It was the only time I’d heard the word ‘heifer’ used in a sentence. They are kept outside until they mate. You’d think it was a doctor’s office with the equipment stored in there. We took off from the barn with Justin yelling back at us, naming the crops we passed. We went a good distance, following the fields. Finally, we reached the end of it. “Now, over there is the town.” he pointed out, and we followed his finger. We were looking at the grocery store’s back yard. Past it, the chimney top to our colonial mansion peaked over the store’s rooftop at us. We could see the back of the post office slash… you know what I mean, too. Justin explained where we would be if we went one way, “That’s the tobacco barn and harvesting equipment. There’s a barn full of hay beside that. But we want to take the trail by the creek.” and started in that direction. The dirt path led to bedrock and we turned to head back up in the direction we came ...