Chapter 23

An hour later Linda came out naked with a towel draped over her shoulder.

‘‘It’s still hot in the house and I didn’t have a swim suit. I thought I would join the girls swimming,’’ she said.

I joined Linda and we swam laps for an hour. I needed the exercise; it would help me fit into the wedding dress. The girls were laying on the blanket, drying off and sunning.

I challenge them to a ten lap race that they accepted - even Linda joined in the fun. Grandma was going to be starter and determine the winner. Elsie beat by an arm’s length. But it was fun, exhausting with all the other swimming, but fun.

We had finished breakfast and the girls had been gone an hour when Linda showed up to use the computer system. I was working on the desktop with the checkbook paying bills. We had finally gotten paid for all the wheat that had been carried to the mill.

After checking the livestock, Dad was hauling a couple loads each day to the mill out of our grain bins.

We were in between the farm rushes. Everything was planted and growing. The only thing to do now was to get ready for corn harvest, go over all the equipment and make sure it was ready to be run hard.

One thing that I had done was have the ten thousand gallon diesel tank filled again. We had used seven thousand gallons cutting, planting and hauling wheat. We would use twice that shelling corn.

So far the rains were on time and if they came like that all the way to harvest, we would have a bumper crop. Dad and I had even talked about teaching Elsie how to drive the farm trucks and Carol how to run the tractor with the bush hog cutting the corn stalks.

One thing Dad and I had talked about was a second combine so James could operate it. If that happened, we surely would need Elsie and me both driving trucks and Bob would be busy with the grain wagon.

When finished, I went to the bedroom and got cleaned out. I was going to place the dildos on the bathroom wall. With Linda here, maybe she could be convinced to use them on me with the harness.

If I was going to help Elsie and Carol with their goals in the declining time they were staying at my house, I needed to speed things along.

I stuck the dildos on the bathroom wall - I added two more than the last time. Two steps bigger - it would be a challenge if I made it. I would be happy with one. I set the video camera on the tripod and placed it as close as to the shower as I dared.

I placed condoms on them - it just gave me peace of mind that they would be easier to clean - and lightly lubed each one. Then I filled the lube shooter and emptied it in my rectum. I started the camera on record.

I backed onto the first one, spent five minutes working myself onto it, then stroking and moving until I had relaxed and had loosened up. The second one was easier and the third was the same.

The fourth - I struggled a little to get it in, that was the one I had stopped at the last time I had played with the dildos.

I was still working to get it in when there was a knock on the door.

‘‘Mary, are you in here?’’ it was Linda.

‘‘Are you alone?’’ I asked.

‘‘Yes,’’ she replied.

‘‘OK, you can come in then close the door, but please be open minded,” I said.

‘‘Oh my, what are you doing? Are you trying to hurt yourself?’’ she asked.

‘‘No, I am fine. I’m doing anal stretching. Someday I want to try anal sex and I need to learn how to relax those muscles. It is one of the things on my sexual bucket list. This will help,’’ I said.

‘‘I had a girl friend in the city that raved about anal. She said that without anal it just wasn’t pleasing sex for her,’’ she said.

‘‘There is no mess! How come, I thought it would be messy,’’ Linda said.

‘‘I cleaned out before I started,’’ I said.

‘‘Would you do me a favor?’’ I asked.

‘‘Sure,’’ Linda said.

‘‘Take the camera off the tripod and film me from above and below. Make a few of them close ups,’’ I said.

‘‘OK I can do that,’’ Linda said.

I kept working on number four, finally getting it all in. I stayed at it until I was completely relaxed and loose. I added a fresh glob of the lube on number five and moved to take it.

I struggled hard to take it. I was really being stretched as I pushed back and then off a little.

‘‘WOW! That is really stretching you,’’ Linda said.

Number five was bigger around than number four and only a little longer. Number six was as big around as number five but an inch and a quarter longer. I stayed at number five a long time before I felt the plastic balls against my pussy. Finally I had loosened up and stretched and now was sliding easily on it.

I told Linda how to fill the lube shooter and to hand it to me. I added a glob on number six, then I pulled off and filled my rectum again. It was a wonder it just didn’t run out onto the floor, I was still gaped. Then I quickly backed onto number six. I had been right, the six was close in size to the five. I felt some stretch but not much.

What I did feel was the difference in length. It bottomed out before I hit the balls. I stroked and added pressure while ignoring the discomfort. I even tried changing positions on it.

I straighten up some and was able to gain some more. And then with the gain, I slowly bent over again to see if I could hold the depth I gained. I did, so I repeated the sequence several more times.

Once I straightened up, I felt my stomach while looking for the tip. I didn’t feel it but I did like the sensation of stroking on it while standing up. I still wasn’t against the balls yet, so I went back to the position that I had gained depth with. After several more minutes I was against the balls.

I felt my stomach again while stroking. A couple of times I felt the tip moving against my hand, or at least I thought I did. I stroked for another ten minutes. I was loose and could move all around on it with little discomfort.

‘‘I’m going to pull off. Take some video of the gape before it closes and then I am finished,’’ I said.

‘‘That’s a big hole,’’ Linda said.

‘‘Lube your hand up and see how much you can get in me - be quick about it,’’ I said.

I heard the plunger on the lube bottle a couple times and then fingers started up my ass. First it was two then three than four on a flat hand. Then I could tell she had folded her thumb in and was trying for the knuckles. She kept turning her hand and pushing and turning.

She placed her other hand around my hip and across my midriff so I couldn’t move away from the fist to gain leverage. I felt it slowly slipping in. Then there was a pop and it was in to the wrist.