Chapter 2

The two teens felt the stab of panic that most young people never feel because they've never done anything that would get them in that much trouble.

Their scramble was both frantic and funny to them both. Bobby had only to get his shrunken cock back in his shorts and get them zipped up. Megan, of course, was a little more frantic and she put her own shorts back on without even trying to get the panties on. Bobby saw her stuff those in her back pocket and then he turned and left to intercept Aunt Dee, so that Megan would have time to get her shirt on. It was inside out and lying on the hay.

Dee walked through the door of the barn just as Bobby turned the corner and they almost bumped into each other. Dee's hands went out automatically and grasped his forearms. As she said "Oh!", startled by his sudden appearance, her hands felt the strength in those arms and she looked up at her nephew. How he had grown! He was almost a man, she thought.

She backed up. "You startled me. How's it going?"

Bobby's mind was still reeling from all that had happened. He hadn't thought of what he'd say, just that he had to give Megan time to finish getting dressed.

"It's hard!" he gasped. Dee had a glimmer of understanding already. Just in showing them how to prep a stud she had gotten excited herself. That two foot rock hard penis was something she didn't think anyone could touch without it affecting them. And, as Megan suddenly walked out behind Bobby, her eyes wild, her face flushed, Dee knew she had been right.

"It's OK." she said, pushing Bobby aside and hugging her niece. "It affects everyone that way. Don't feel guilty." Megan had no idea how much her aunt knew about what had just happened, but her admonition that how she felt was normal calmed the girl considerably.

Megan burrowed her head into her aunt's bosom. "I don't think I'll ever be able to date after this." she moaned.

Dee laughed. "It's not quite the same sweetheart. Men are even more fun." Then she blushed as she realized what she'd just said to a mere fifteen year old girl. "Anyway, you have time to get over it. How many did you get done?" she asked.

Bobby and Megan pointed out on the list, the pairs they had mated and Dee was both surprised and happy.

"You two did very well for your first time." she said. "And, you'll get a break. I just got a call from Chance and he's going to be here tomorrow. Then he and Molly can share the burden. I think I may be able to get Rudy to help me with some of it too, so that will give you time to recuperate between sessions. How's that sound?"

Megan was already looking forward to mating horses again. Bobby wasn't so sure. Some of his doubts were back. They'd almost gotten caught, and that made him nervous. But for now, it was safe. Because it was time for lunch.

At lunch Megan chatted animatedly while Bobby just ate as much of the delicious meal as he could. Molly wanted to know what it was like to prep the stallions, and asked all kinds of questions. Dee and Rudy just listened as Megan described how strong the horses were, and how large they seemed, and how well Bobby controlled them. She mentioned that one of them didn't stay on long enough.

Dee nodded. "I'm glad you told me, but we'll breed each pair three times before we're done. That ensures the best results."

Megan shivered, but it was a shiver of excitement. That was a LOT of studs that would have to be prepped. And she had decided she loved prepping stallions.

Molly, for her part, had a reason for all her questions. Unknown to any of them at the table, she and Chance had been... experimenting... with each other for several years. They had started by just exploring each other's bodies, to see what they were like. Chance was the first boy Molly ever touched. As she dated, when she contemplated doing something with a boy, she did it with Chance first, to see what it was like, and to figure out the best way to do whatever it was.

They had never actually had sex, though they'd gotten pretty close a few times. Once Chance's penis had spurted with the tip nudged right in between Molly's pussy lips, making a mess of slippery goo that she rubbed into her pussy, and which caused an orgasm in her that was so hard that she was afraid something had gone wrong with her at first. Then she figured out that she had just really liked the feeling of that warm slippery fluid squirting into her pussy mouth, and got him to do that a lot after that.

And then, the last night before he went off to college, her passion higher than it had ever been by knowing that he'd be gone the next day, she'd pulled him into her. It had hurt when he destroyed what was left of her hymen, but the pain hadn't lasted long and soon he was lustily fucking his sister with long pounding strokes. Molly had two orgasms before Chance groaned and slammed his seed into her in jerky grunting thrusts. Molly thought all that warm slippery fluid felt even better way up inside her.

When he left she was both relieved and distraught. She was relieved because they'd just had a lesson on conception in Biology class and she couldn't believe she hadn't gotten pregnant with her brother. She was unhappy because she missed his prick up in her, spurting all that dangerous stuff.

He'd gotten to come home for a few days during the holidays, and she had snuck into his room each night to crawl in bed naked with her brother. By then she didn't care about the danger. She just wanted him in her. Since then, though, he'd been working too much to be able to come home. So Molly was horny. She knew exactly what her brother's hard cock felt like in her hand. That's why she was so interested in finding out what a horse cock felt like. But she couldn't explain that to the people at the table.

Dee looked up. "Oh, I forgot to tell you, Chance called and he got cut loose from his internship early. He said he'll be here tomorrow morning if all goes well."

Molly couldn't keep a squeal of delight inside her. Her obvious joy that her brother was coming home made everyone else at the table look at her. She realized she had drawn too much attention and put her fork down. Looking with a level gaze from one to another around the table she said "What? Is it so terrible to love your brother?"

Megan flushed bright red and Bobby choked on a piece of meat. The adults thought they were just holding in acid remarks about each other, unaware of how close to how they felt that Molly had come with her simple question.

That afternoon Megan and Bobby walked slowly back to the barn. Megan looked over at him. "I'm already excited." she said. Bobby looked back. She had changed shirts. This one had buttons down the front. She had on the same shorts, though. "Are you sure you want to... you know... go that far?" he asked.

"Bobby Tanner!" she said, stopping to face him. "Didn't you have the best time you've had in a long time this morning? I know I did!"

Bobby was stunned. He'd thought he was the one who pushed things too far that morning with his kiss. "Well... yeah." he said.

"OK then." she said, "And it's not like we did anything really serious." she sniffed, turning and continuing through the door of the barn.

They did three sets of horses before she wanted a kiss. Bobby was more than ready to give her one. After that she got a long sloppy kiss after each set, pushing her body against her brother's. "I want to rub" she whispered into his mouth, "but I want to save it too. Saving it makes it even better."

Bobby didn't agree at all. He'd been wanting to beat off ever since she'd unbuttoned three buttons of her shirt to let some air in and he'd been staring at her pink tipped breasts every time she leaned forward to wash a horse cock. In fact, if she hadn't wanted to wait, things might have turned out differently. If she'd have let them ease their passion halfway through the afternoon she might not have been so completely charged up when she finally broke and dragged Bobby up a ladder into the haymow, where she thought they'd have more notice that someone was coming and couldn't be walked in on.

"I want to touch you." she panted as she got naked again in front of her brother. There was an old horse blanket hanging on a nail nearby and she took that and spread it out. "Let's lie down." she breathed.

Bobby too was way beyond controlling what he was feeling, and he got naked as well, wanting to feel her skin against his. They crushed their lips together as her hand slid between them, searching for and finding his rigid tool.

"Mmmm you're warm too" she breathed into his mouth between kisses. She stroked his cock several times and he pushed it toward her by instinct. During the next kiss Megan got the idea to use his cock tip to rub her clitty, and she lifted one leg and hung it over his, scooting closer. When she was able to get close enough to dig his penis into her pussy mouth she knew she was going to love doing it.

Bobby kept giving little lurches, again by instinct, and it was one of those lurches that dug the pointy tip of his cock far enough into her pussy that her tight pussy lips stretched and snapped over the glans.

Megan's wild masturbating sessions in the past had removed her troublesome hymen and, other than the pain of things stretching, which was bearable and dissipating already, it wasn't uncomfortable for either of them. All that warm pussy wrapped around his cock head, however, brought out something in Bobby he didn't even know was there. He automatically rolled on top of his sister. That act alone shoved two inches of his hard prick into her defenseless pussy. Then the instinct that had been making him push made him push again and his pubic bone mashed up against her clit as their pubic hairs mingled.

Megan had, on some level, known this was going to happen. She was, in some ways ready for it. Bobby was not. It had happened so fast, and without conscious thought, that when his brain caught up and he realized just where his rock hard prick was, that knowledge tripped a switch and his balls emptied.

It was a classic case of premature ejaculation.

Thankfully, Bobby's teenage prick was able to stay hard after it spurted his sister full of his thick white spooge, and the urge to push, combined with Megan's hands rubbing his back and her voice, cooing in his ear, caused Bobby to begin fucking his first woman, who just happened to be his sister. That he had shot off in her helped, because she was now well lubricated. Still she was tight and it took three or four minutes for the discomfort of being stuffed full of hard cock to morph into a delightful feeling of being stroked and massaged on this inside by something warm and wonderful.

And, when Megan began having orgasms, she had them rapid fire, one after another until she had stampeded through four of them. She put her hands on Bobby's chest and pushed. "Stop!" she gasped.

Bobby, afraid that she hated what he was doing, stopped. When she said "I can't breathe" and sounded genuinely breathless, he started to pull out. Her hands slapped on his ass cheeks. "Don't take it out." she panted. "Just stay still for a minute.

Staying still was not easy, halfway in as he was. So Bobby let himself sink down on his sister, which drove his cock to her cervix, where he let it soak in hot pussy. Just breathing made him move enough that his bone massaged her clit. She felt another orgasm coming on and took a deep breath.

Bobby had been moving inside her tight tunnel each time she had gotten off before. But now, immobile inside her, when her orgasm flowed over her and her pussy started rippling, he could feel it. It felt remarkably like he was being jacked off, and when Bobby suddenly felt the urge to shoot again, he let it go.

Megan's pussy milked his cock several more times and the first shot thundered into her depths. This time she felt the added heat of his cum and that intensified her orgasm, causing her pussy to milk his cock for another spurt. They lay still, her pussy working on him, semen still bursting, then, eventually just seeping from his softening cock. Then they collapsed limply.

It took them five more minutes to rouse themselves. The reality of what had happened began to manifest itself, and the danger of discovery impressed itself on them. Both stared at her recently fucked pussy lips, which ran with sticky white sperm. Silently they got up and dressed. That silence built until Megan couldn't stand it any more.

She turned to Bobby. "I'm not sorry it happened!" she said loudly. She was afraid. She couldn't have put details to that fear, but it showed in her face.

Bobby didn't want her to be afraid. He held out his arms. "I'm not either."

Megan rushed into his arms and they hugged each other. Megan lifted her face, her eyes filled with glistening tears. Bobby whispered "I love you Megan." Then she cried, tears mixed of pent up emotion, the release she had just experienced, and joy that the man who had taken her virginity loved her. That he was her brother just made it sweeter somehow.

Megan insisted that they mate one more pair of horses before they went back to the house. She needed the time to get control of her emotions. This time, when she fondled the stallion's cock it wasn't so bad. She knew that her need could be met if it was necessary. After they had returned the two horses to their stalls Megan kissed Bobby one more time.

By the time they got to the house no one could have told that they'd shared something so intimate... or so forbidden.

Dinner that night was surprisingly relaxed, at least from the vantage point of Megan and Bobby. Both still seethed with the excitement of discovered love and lust, but they were also tired. The others had worked hard around the ranch and were also tired. When Dee asked Bobby and Megan how things had gone and they answered glibly, she assumed they were just trying to put forward a brave face.

"Chance will be home sometime tomorrow. Until then maybe Rudy and I could work with the horses. That will give you two a break. I know how... taxing... it can be.