Chapter 8

THE HAY BUCK NYMPH

It’s all an experiment, writing this silly stuff. In the fractionalized world, a larger percent of humanity growing up without raw life experience because we don’t have to live that real marker, now enamored with influences of role playing and fantasy in adult life, are with difficulty trying to acknowledge hard times, actual hard times without using anger. Looking to find fault? You wonder what will come next while we should be looking inward. Good luck to us all! We are SO going to need it (an absolute under-statement).

[On the road to exhibitionism, innocently, brand new to the exposure while undergoing the intense training to be all around livestock sire on two legs, doing Branch roadside, who was the most beautiful goddess of all; it was entertaining for motorists stopping by to ask questions and ogle; it became quite popular for the local farm community to witness this type of livestock servicing, but with much less population back then it never caused traffic stoppage while I was a recent virgin seen servicing all the sisters routinely at the farm gate and as the dairy owner’s son would say, “Fuckin’ A”]

With Rose’s step-mom Margaret scared, but so totally needing-wanting it, we commenced with the servicing in the private place while Rose stretch managed my penis to help Margaret feel more at ease. She studied the size of my thing trying hard to act calm but she was shivering just a bit, a cold sweat. Rose played with it to get just a bit of cumm-coming for lubrication. And there was very little talking as I prefuck ejaculated increasing amounts. I was so anticipating the fun. Of course sucking on her nipples crossed my mind.

“Mom, scoot forward and let me get you situated.” For just a moment there was no joy in the eyes of Margaret although bubbles popping in the gizem was a warming sensation flowing underneath her.

“There. See?” Rose gripped, focused the head of my erection and eased it in, not forcing it, didn’t need to. “Isn’t it crazy how it fits?” And Margaret began to relax in one sense while she began to come alive with our sex. I had a convert, yet another client pushing to me and we were about to get wild with it to the hilt.

It got surreal, of course, and the water coming up wasn’t real but rather just seemed so with the tide of love on the rise. The magic was all about supernatural Rose. I began to smoothly fill her mom with warmth and she got more vocal about it, even attracting some of crew to come and peek in.

And the love swung wide open from that point on. Margaret grabbed a little loving wherever, whenever we crossed paths and she wore no underwear to keep it handy. I told her about doing the sisters from behind while they milked a cow and she would be at the sink working while I fucked. She couldn’t believe I would do one milker after the other, down the line and back again, until we were wading in gizem as we milked. It so entertained Margaret she wanted me to do it over and over and over again. And she was amazed at the cleaning power of my gizem to help with kitchen cleanup. But when I finally urged her to taste it, well, you know.

Rose’s mom was really up for making her husband happy, putting on a great show, getting serviced for the crew to experience routinely. There were good fun times to be had as the men were invited to the party. It was exciting, something never experienced before on the flat planet ranch, kind of a trend setter. And Rose made a plan to transition away with me, bringing us back for the next scheduled routine of shows between travel- sitioning for pleasure. She was playing around with a new business plan idea already.

At the guest house, again, for the real thing, the guys in the crew were invited for the evening festivities as Margaret made her appearance, the three of us together ready for action in the altogether. Eyes wide were rewarded.

Margaret loved the attention which was obvious. She had the experience of doing me a lot, prior, practicing for days before, and she was ready getting the full attention she deserved and desired as we got ready to fuck for family and friends. This is just the beginning of many expositions to come, which by the way, will attract a lot of interest in the future from all over the realm as Kathy decides also to join the much publicized troupe.

Rose’s step-mom acts her role with timid anticipation to juice up the magic for the guys as she seems to be apprehensive. The cortisol and hormones in general flow heavier as the guys also drink up the refreshments.

Fight or flight seems to take over, but of course is just act-playing yet getting the attention of all as Rose seems to force her mom toward me. All the male instincts run higher on the hunt as penetration is imminent.