True Brit
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Episode 24: OUTHOUSE
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 24: OUTHOUSE - Britney Foxx loved the Art of the Bet. More often than not those bets were lost, and she paid for it with dares that almost always ended up in her being naked and sexually challenged. One day a bet went too far, and she was locked into a long-term predicament. Sure, she could renege but where was the fun in that? Losing always turned her on. BET ON THAT! ANTE UP YOU FUCKS!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Blackmail Coercion Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Brother Sister Father Daughter Humiliation Light Bond Spanking Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Fisting Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism
The barn door was wide open. Mind out of the gutter!
Volunteer contractor Keith Foxx did his best to keep busy on the finishing touches to the Ruuthouse farmstead’s newest retreat. The barn he had helped erect was pretty much done. Paint and smaller fixtures were about it. He still stuck around to see what else he might learn.
Reeling from Isaiah Ruuthouse’s admission of wanting to experience sex with other women he was caught completely off guard. Now that he was aware, he knew he needed to tread lightly. Earlier he had also instigated Isaiah’s drop-dead gorgeous wife Mary into opening her own mind now that she too emphasized her desires for Keith himself. He also wanted to know if she might come through before he left for the day. To make matters worse Isaiah’s young nephew Jonah Ruuthouse had overheard the incriminating conversation he and Isaiah had. He needed to corral the boy and discover where his head was at. Damage control just in case.
Going indoors Keith located the stairway to Heaven so to speak and climbed a wooden ladder up into the loft. It was there that Keith found the vigorous young Jonah, moving around bales of hay as if they were weightless. Far from it! The family was definitely dedicated to getting everything in its place.
“Hey there, Jonah. Need any help?”
Keith moved closer searching about for a pair of gloves. The teenager was much stronger than he appeared. His frailty would leave most folks to think him weak. Obviously, proven wrong! Stopping to wipe the sweat from his brow and adjust his hat Jonah greeted him without a smile.
“Are you, okay?”
“I am.” Jonah nodded!
“Got an extra pair of gloves up here?” Keith continued his search about.
Jonah hesitated before locating a second pair hiding near a corner. Bringing them back, Keith slid them on and began helping stack bales. His back wished he hadn’t volunteered.
“So, Isaiah tells me that he’s going to throw a barn dance in a few days.”
Jonah nodded carrying another bale. He remained quiet outside of grunts when hoisting bales of straw.
“My daughter Britney has never been to a barn dance.”
Jonah’s eyes bulged and he nearly dropped his current bale. “She would come?” Now he was interested in chatting.
Keith thought about his question. Dirty mindedly he shook his head about. “That’s a safe bet.” A lot! He knew his kid like a textbook nympho.
Smiling suddenly, Jonah could barely contain his excitement. He had developed a crush on Britney Foxx aka Foxxy, since the day he first set eyes upon her. Brit? She loved boys in general. Big dicks were always on her thoughts these days. More the merrier! Jonah here was in her sights as a future target for certain.
Grinning sheepishly, Keith added gasoline to the fanning flames exuding from the lad. Yes, a red face!
“I was just thinking. Maybe you should ask her to the dance.”
Stunned Jonah stopped cold and stared at Keith while the elder transferred his next bale of burden. “You would allow this?”
“Sure! You’re a nice kid. A father always wants his daughter to be with a nice guy. So, why not. Maybe after school today I can run into town and take you with me. If your father doesn’t object that is. We can stop by the hardware store, and I’ll look for a gift to show my appreciation of meeting new friends. Something for the barn.”
“I would ask my father.” Jonah grinned!
“I’m sure Hiram would be fine with it. I’ll join you when you ask him.”
“Do you think that she will say yes?” The boy fretted with doubt in himself. He had never so much as held hands with a girl. Idle compliments at best. Stepping over to Jonah, Keith planted his hands on both of the boy’s shoulders and eyed him directly. With a wink he offered him good news.
“Between you and I? My daughter has a small crush on you too.”
The boy shivered with excitement and wanted to jump about but contained his demeanor properly rather than look over eager.
“Let us go ask now.”
“First things first. Let’s get this job done before Hiram and Isaiah call you a slacker.” Keith shrugged releasing the boy. Agreed, the two of them polished off the stacking in under ten minutes time. Keith was going to need a chiropractor visit, but he felt bonding would keep the boy’s silence over what he heard down below. Sore fingers crossed!
“That was some workout. No gym workout sessions for me this week. Let’s head down and find Hiram. Lead the way.”
“After you, Sir.” Polite at the ladder, Keith ended up taking the lead instead.
Up at the Ruuthouse property Isaiah returned to his home with curious thoughts. Finding his wife Mary hanging clothes on a line in the backyard he rubbed his lengthy beard and clenched his teeth. Playful ideas crept over him. She had not seen him coming and he took full advantage of it. Sneaking up from behind he snatched her up by her waist and hugged her tightly. Mary yelped praying it might be Keith. Durn it!
“You scared the life out of me, husband.” Realization arrived as Isaiah’s beard tickled her neck.
“Forgive me wife. I have missed you.”
“As I have you.” She patted his cheek over her shoulder. “Am I to think that last night has been on your mind?”
She found it unusual that he continued to hug her from behind so tightly. It was quite abnormal of his usual, much lacking routine. She could feel his tented crotch pressing up against her dress. His swollen bulge was taunting her to say the least.
“Indeed! Can you tell how much I miss you, Mary?”
She giggled faintly, while blushing. Her hand slipped behind her to sneak between their bodily contact to caress his creased pants. Touching his erection she smiled. This perhaps might be her opportunity to obey the command of Keith Foxx. With a tremble she looked around them. No one was in sight. Perhaps...
“It is so unlike you to be so frisky this early, Husband.”
“Perhaps it was because of your actions this past night.” She knew it! Mary exhaled loudly, closing her eyes to absorb his kiss upon her neck.
“I must admit to being afraid that you might reject my advances this last night past.”
“We are man and wife.” He huffed! “While it may be sin. I believe that you chose wisely.”
“I only wish to make you happy.”
“Indeed, you do.”
“No one is looking, Husband.” He smirked at her thought.
“Behind the hanging bed linen?” He suggested!
“If you wish.”
They relocated between the multiple lines of clothing. Luckily, this day Mary had been laundering the family bedding. Multiple sheets billowed in the gentle breeze. Stepping amongst them Isaiah took charge and removed his suspenders to lower his pants. She graciously offered to assist.
Underwear eased off, Isaiah revealed his manhood. Turning Mary around and bending her forward he lifted her dress. Forcing her to hold the ruffles in order to draw her underwear lower, he entered her pussy from behind. Their activity quickly achieved a round of moans and guttural grunts.
Mary hiked her dress higher revealing more of her body. Through the sheets fluttering she could see down the pathway to the barn. From the distance she noted Keith Foxx and her nephew Jonah walking along talking. She refused to warn Isaiah.
Isaiah himself stood thrusting with his eyes sealed. He wanted to feel this freedom. Before nearing detonation he desired to try something new. Opening his eyes only to look down at Mary’s ass. It was then that he grinned like the Devil. Pulling out of her, he attempted to line his erection up to her anal cavity. Sensing the intrusion Mary’s eyes bulged.
“Isaiah? What is this you do?”
“Be silent woman.”
Isaiah managed to penetrate her after spitting on his hand to lubricate his cock. Mary stood terrified at his decision. It was all so very new to her. Painful to say the least. Still, she moaned and watched Keith drawing ever closer. Her biggest fear was that Jonah might see them. So improper! Even if he was of age.
It didn’t take long for Isaiah to fill her ass with froth. Eyes still sealed Isaiah smiled over his achievement. Mary in her discomfort locked her own eyes upon Keith. In their fucking Mary chose to grip a sheet and feign pulling it from its pins accidently. As the sheet drooped the married couple stood revealed.
Keith grinned from ear to ear as Jonah rambled on without noticing. To protect them he led the boy out of their field of vision. Isaiah finally opened his eyes to see the sheet dangling. His eyes narrow, he then heard talking.
“Let us get dressed.” He encouraged!
Underwear tugged into place Mary stood erect and lowered her skirt. While not the most pleasant of experiences she did indeed fulfill her goal, happy that Keith could bear witness.
“What has come over you, Husband?” She tried to conceal her enthusiasm, feigning worry competing with a smile. Smugly, her husband pulled his pants up and hugged his wife. He did not reply, choosing instead to leave her to her chores for the front of the house.
Reaching the front porch he spotted Keith and Jonah. Jonah looked at his uncle with a glint of fear. He knew something for certain. Keith noticed Isaiah as he poured a drink of water from a cooler on the steps.
“Hey, Isaiah. Hiram said it was alright for me to take Jonah here into town with me. He’s going to ask my daughter to the barn dance.” Reacting to the news, Isaiah squinted at Jonah, forcing the boy to shrink as if breaking the rules.
“Good fortune, Nephew.” He brightened up. That made Jonah seem relaxed. He had the approval from both his father and uncle. Whew!
Pointing toward his pickup truck Keith expelled, “Go on and get in Jonah. I’ll be there shortly.” The boy darted away leaving the adults to talk.
“He is a good boy.” Isaiah nodded. “Deserving of simple ... pleasures.”
“My daughter’s a good girl.” Keith lied. Crazy bitch! Sex starved! Whore! Eh, not so bad.
Isaiah could not stop smiling. Suddenly, he leaned in closer to whisper. “Mary and I just had sex outdoors. In the pooper.”
Keith chuckled and patted Isaiah on the arm. “Outhouse? Too much information, Buddy.”
“You know of what I mean my friend.” He playfully made a swatting hand motion as if spanking. “Pooper!” Ecstatic, Isaiah headed into the house to get cleaned up. The second he vanished within, Mary stood at the screen door looking out, having entered through her own back door. Not the pooper! Keith climbed the steps to face her.
“You are leaving?” Mary looked disappointed.
“Only for a while. I’m taking Jonah to town to ask my daughter to be his date to the barn dance.”
With a look of surprise she nodded, before whispering. “I did as you asked.”
“I saw that.” He winked!
Whispering she offered a beguiling question, her eyes sparkling. “You would do that?”
“You can bet your ass I would.” Mary rubbed her behind still feeling the discomfort. Winking, Keith turned and walked away, crossing the yard to get into his truck. Starting the engine he looked over at an all-too quiet Jonah.
“Ready to make my daughter smile?”
“What if she does not wish to go with me?” The boy turned pale.
“Trust me, Kid. The fun is just beginning.”
Keith Foxx turned his truck around and headed up the dirt road. After procuring a large metal watering trough from a farm implement store they loaded it up into the bed of his truck. Then it was off to The Foxx house to see the Hen.
Entering the front door it was all quiet. Keith had to grab Jonah by the shirt to drag him in. The boy was beyond shy suddenly. “Just breath little buddy.” Keith then yelled out, “BRITNEY? GET YOUR ASS IN HERE.” Gulp!
A minute later the bubbly young brunette came skipping down the hall from her bedroom, wearing only a very short towel. Hair still wet it was obvious she had just gotten out of the shower.
“You rang, Daddy?”
