Chapter 33

I was back on the blanket when James and Bob came out to the pool. The visitors got quiet but Samantha, Helen and Celeste were ready to play in the barn. They were egging the guys on by talking dirty to them. I knew that what they were trying to do was to get both of them hard in front of Glinda and Cassandra. It was working.

A few minutes later we were walking to the barn to set things up again, the blankets had been put away last night and the bales we had used were placed in the hay feeders this morning.

Glinda and Cassandra agreed to be the time keepers for the game. I would play until Linda delivered the items from the box store, then I needed to start baking. Hopefully Linda would take my place in the game, unless the visitors wanted to play. The rules were explained again for Glinda and Cassandra’s benefit.

I asked Glinda and Cassandra if they wanted to play or just watch.

‘‘I think we would like to watch first, then decide,’’ Glinda said.

The teams were chosen - this time it was Helen, Celeste and Samantha against Elsie, Carol and me.

Samantha and Carol were going first so they sucked the guys hard and made them wet. I had brought the one minute egg timer from the house to simplify the time thing. When the bell dinged, the time was up.

The rounds were longer because the guys were getting better at holding off at cuming. Knowing the game, the girls were changing faster, not giving the guys much of a break to cool off.

It took twenty minutes before Bob was the first to cum in Helen. James was a couple minutes later in Carol. Both got them hard for the second round without any problem. Celeste came as soon as the round started and was eliminated on Bob. That left Helen and Samantha to get Bob to cum again to start the round or eliminate one of them for the long ride on Bob.

Elsie, Carol and I were on James; none of us had cum. Elsie got James to cum again and barely beat the five minute time getting back hard. While Elsie was sucking James back, I took the opportunity to talk to Glinda and Cassandra.

‘‘Do you like what you see?’’ I asked.

‘‘Looks like you are having a good time and fun. Both of those cocks are bigger than the one Sabrina forced on us. All this has made me horny,’’ Cassandra said with Glinda agreeing.

‘‘If you want to try Bob out I’ll move Celeste and Helen over to James and you can fill their spots. I need to step away in a few minutes for a bit - that would keep the groups equal,’’ I said.

‘‘But we don’t know anything about pelvic muscles,’’ Glinda said.

‘‘It will come to you quickly, just sit on it and rub your clit, your body will do the rest and milk his cock. Remember, you don’t want to cum - just get close; that’s why it’s called edging. It takes you to the edge and stop but try to get Bob off to move the game along,’’ I said.

‘‘I don’t know about sucking him back hard afterwards if I make him cum, I’m not sure I can deal with the taste,’’ Glinda said.

‘‘It’s an acquired taste, don’t hesitate - just go after it and learn to like it, it’s not that bad. All your future boyfriends will love you for doing it to go for a second time,’’ I said.

I made the swap and watched as Glinda straddled Bob and slowly descended, then her hands went busy on her clit. I was expecting her to cum before the minute was up but she didn’t.

‘‘The minute was up, just in time,’’ Glinda said.

Cassandra was next to sit on it and Bob’s hands were busy. Cassandra had a nice rack; they were close to being as big as my Ds but her boobs were high, tight and looked hard. I wondered if daddy had paid for a boob job as was now the growing fad in high schools.

There were two or three girls in the high school who had DDs put in - they looked awful and out of place on their body type. But their boyfriends loved them.

They were too appealing for Bob to just look at; he came a second time in Cassandra. I wondered if she was going to try to suck Bob back hard or not. I saw her cross her fingers on one hand as the other closed on his cock.

She went down on it and gagged a little but fought it off and began sucking and sliding up and down on his cock. I guess Bob liked looking at those knockers; he was hard in three minutes. Cassandra hi-fived Glinda with the success of getting Bob off and sucking him back.

‘‘It didn’t taste that bad, not as bad as some of the concoctions Sabrina tried to get us to drink. I can do it again with no problem,’’ Cassandra said to Glinda.

Samantha went to work on Bob again, and she came in thirty seconds, disqualifying her from the rest of the round. Cassandra or Glinda was going to get the long ride on Bob in any position she wanted.

Linda came and we unloaded the things she had bought at the box store for me. She handed me a bag of money from Ellie.

‘‘Ellie wants more tomorrow if you can do it. She said everything of yours was sold by lunch time,” Linda said.

‘‘She also said it was bringing more customers to her booth - she is really happy,’’ Linda said.

I asked Linda to replace me in the barn to even the teams up while I started baking. The words had barely left my mouth and she was headed for the shower as I was putting away the delivery.

I was finishing up the first group of cake batter and placing it in the oven when Sherman came home. After a hug and a kiss I sent him to the barn to replace the first stud that was out until the girls wanted to quit.

The second batch of cakes were in the oven and nearly done when all the fucked out guys and girls came in for showers. There were smiles all around and conversations as the girls explained the fun. One would have thought Cassandra and Glinda had been part of the group for weeks.

‘‘So you two had lots of fun?’’ I asked Cassandra and Glinda.

‘‘Yes, a lot more than being Goth! I know a couple of the other girls who might like to join in when we tell them of the fun we had. We can come again, can’t we?’’ Cassandra asked.

‘‘Yes, but you need to be discrete in what you tell and to whom. It is a private thing we do and not for public knowledge. Sort of what happens in the barn stays in the barn,’’ I said.

‘‘We would never tell Sabrina or Elphaba - they are addicted deep into Goth - but Winnie and Evanora are like us - past ready to leave the group,’’ Cassandra said. ‘‘I might see them tonight and quietly talk,’’ she added.

‘‘OK,’’ I said.

Carol and Linda stayed to help me bake and work on supper while the rest of the girls went back to sun by pool. James, Sherman and Bob went to feed the livestock and gather the eggs that had been laid today. I had two dozen left over from yesterday and breakfast this morning. I was using them for making cakes and pastries.

Sherman and James brought the eggs gathered in three buckets. I wiped them down and placed them in egg cartons, then placed them in the cooler in the new pantry. There were twelve dozen and should be about half of that again tomorrow morning, I thought. If the egg, cake and pastries sales continue to grow we were going to be running out of eggs soon.

I had a list on the tablet of items we were using tomorrow. Like it or not, I needed to call the restaurant supply house to see if I could get better prices. Better yet, I would stop by there tomorrow morning after leaving Ellie with the products for the day.

Sherman was going to cook steaks on the grill for supper so I would only lose one burner. The microwave could make sweet potatoes and a vegetable.

Carol started making the donut batter and getting everything ready for that while I started on the other pastries. We stopped to eat the steaks and take a break from cooking and then got right back at it.

We were getting better; we were finished by 10, even with making more cakes, pastries and donuts. The pastries themselves were getting more complicated. We were now making a dozen different kinds of donuts and crème filled pastries. Tonight we had made 24 cakes and pies.

Linda went to the Jackson’s and the rest of us cooled it in the living room. I asked Sherman if it made sense to increase the layers with the amount of eggs we were using for the bakery, as I thought of calling it.

‘‘You have to remember that the Farmers Market traffic will slow down as the weather gets colder and there is no local fresh produce. In the winter the produce sold there comes from Florida, California and Mexico, same as the box store,’’ Sherman said.

‘‘As good as the baked goods are selling, it may draw people to the market in cold weather. It’s one of those things where you just don’t know. We could get another hundred more hens and build more layer boxes, but if the eggs don’t sell - we eat a lot of chicken and dumplings,’’ Sherman said.

The evening was filled with grunts and groans from the rooms. Sherman and I made slow and gentle love for a while, then went into the hard pounding that ended in the massive orgasms that we both liked.

Snuggling in each other’s arms, we talked about a lot of things. I was reminded that I needed to take more farm pictures of the three from the city to send to the parents. They needed to decide what things they wanted to do in the last ten days they were here. Their stay had been extended to three weeks instead of two.

I knew they wanted to go back with dark tans to impress their friends and I knew they wanted to do more sexual exploits and experimentation. Sherman suggested that we go back to the pond for a day for skinny dipping after we returned from delivering the goods to the market.

I was awakened by the early morning sun coming through the window. I had forgotten to completely close the shades. There were no clouds in the sky and no rain was predicted. It was to rain all day tomorrow. Sherman and I dressed quietly and checked the livestock together, then gathered today’s fresh eggs.

James and Sherman were going to be making more feed today along with a run to the mill to get more ingredients - powdered molasses, soybean meal, alfalfa meal and ground clam and oyster shells - to spread around in the run for the chickens. The calcium from the shells helped the hens have hard egg shells.

The girls and I were going to make the delivery to the market and then I was stopping at the restaurant supply store to see what kind of deals I could make on baking supplies.

We were surprised when we went back into the house. Carol and Elsie were making breakfast with the rest of the group gathering at the table. Bacon and pancakes were coming off the griddle with eggs and sausage out of the frying pans. I complemented them on their growing kitchen skills.

One thing I would do today was teach them how to do beef and pork roast in crock pots for supper. They had been in the refrigerator thawing out for a couple days.

Elsie and Bob went to the Jackson’s to help clean up today. The initial house addition was done. The contractors were starting on the addition and garage for Linda, Elsie, Carol and Bob’s permanent residence. That construction could be completed without the massive daily cleaning, giving the kids more time off during the day.

Both trucks headed to town - me and the girls to the market and Sherman and the boys to the mill.

Ellie was happy with all the things we took and helped us place them in the display case. She gave me another bag of cash from yesterday’s sales. I asked if she had already taken her percentage out - she had.

At the restaurant supply store I talked with a nice gentleman about starting an account and about the discounts. I had the list of the things that I normally used and the quantities and prices I paid for them. He was nice but he was not giving me any break on the prices when the box store was cheaper on everything.

He had taken the account application to the office while he was trying to pull the pricing over on me. I was getting ready to leave when none other than Madge Cooper came out with the application in her hand.