Chapter 229

Van Carter's Farm

A few miles away from the Retreat, Van Carter and his women, Adriana and Lillian, along with Jeremy and his women, Connie, Denise and Paulette, had finished the floor sanding in Ben Aldridge's old house that now belonged to the Carter family. Under strong lights, the women had diligently cleaned every bit of sanding grit and dust from the floors before Van and Jeremy began putting on the first coat of polyurethane.

Hours later, as the men started out the back door to clean their brushes, Connie and Denise stepped in front of them, each reaching for a brush. "We'll take care of cleaning these. We have a can of thinner on the picnic table. You two go on over to the other house and get cleaned up."

"The brushes need to be really clean," Van started, but Connie just laughed at him. "Go," she said, "we've done this a hundred times at our old jobs. And oh, yeah, those floors look really great, even with only the first coat."

Van and Jeremy thanked them, each man leaning back as they pushed their hands hard against their stiff, lower backs. "Even with Little One's enhancement," Van said, "crawling around on my knees for all those hours has taken its toll. Maybe I'm getting old." They all had a little laugh about that, knowing they would never get old if what Jeff told them was true.

A grinning Connie turned to say over her shoulder as she and Denise walked out the back, "You two better get well soon. We (meaning the women) have plans for you guys tonight."

Jeremy and Paulette had finished feeding the chickens and gathering the eggs, then fed what used to be Van and Adriana's cattle. Now that Jeremy had returned home with his wives, Van had insisted that the extended family owned everything. Van and Lillian had gone to Lillian's house to feed her stock, now also belonging to the family. After Jeremy and Paulette had fed the cattle, they walked back into the big barn. "We need to get some fencing changed between the three houses so we can feed at one central location," Jeremy complained.

"How long do you think it will take to put up the fences?" Paulette asked.

"Don't know. Probably two or three days at least."

She unzipped her coat, then his. Putting her arms around him, she hugged herself to her husband's chest. "I'm so happy," she said as she snuggled. "I'll always be thankful that Mom and Dad didn't make me wait another year before we could marry." Looking up into her husband's face, "If you see me act like a child, just spank my butt for me. I don't want to let my parents down."

Jeremy laughed as he hugged her. "I've never seen you do that, and you know it. Heck, I've worked with twenty-year-old guys who acted like kids, but you never do that. Just be yourself. Our parents wouldn't have let us marry if they didn't think you were old enough." Only meaning to gently kiss her, he did so, but she responded by pushing the tip of her tongue into his mouth, escalating the kiss. She suddenly stopped the kiss for a moment to unbutton her shirt. Pushing her braless breasts against his shirt-covered chest, she sighed with contentment. But the contentment didn't last long. As she squirmed her chest against him, she pushed a leg between his to press her jean-covered pussy against his thigh before she again locked her mouth to his.

A couple of minutes with the teen breathing into his mouth and her tongue exploring, brought on a desire that Jeremy no longer had to ignore, now that they were married. Grabbing Paulette by the hand, he walked over to the ladder and motioned for her to precede him. Laughing, she scampered up ahead of him, giving her new husband a great view of her jean-covered ass.

Upstairs, he pulled a couple of square bales from a stack and put them down side-by-side as she held her coat together, shivering in the cold air of the barn. (Van baled most of his hay into the big round bales, but he also used a square baler to produce some of the smaller bales to keep on hand, since they were much easier to handle in the stalls should he have to keep cattle or horses inside the barn for an extended period of time.)

"Unh uh," Paulette said as she looked at the hay bales. "I want to make love with you, but that hay will leave me itching all over. It's far too rough to put my naked back on. I'll just give you a blowjob until after supper. I shouldn't have started anything while we were in the barn. Besides, it's too cold in here to take our clothes off."

Surprising her, Jeremy reached behind a stack of hay bales and pulled out a blanket. "Where did you..." she started.

"It's Dad's. I found it a while back."

"He's been screwing Mom in the barn?" Paulette laughed as she helped him spread the blanket across the bales.

"Looks like," Jeremy agreed. "I suspect there will be a lot more of that going on now that Little One has enhanced us."

"Yeah, I couldn't believe that was Mom screaming like a banshee last night. Are you going to make me scream like that?" she teased.

"What do you mean 'going to?'" he laughed. "I thought there for a while that I would be deaf forever."

"I wasn't that loud," she denied, then let out a squeak when Jeremy unzipped her pants and pulled them and her panties down to her ankles.

"It's cold in here," she whined as he took her coat and tossed it on a bale along with his, then pushed her shirt open to nurse her breasts, her nipples swollen and extended from the cold and her excitement.

"Oh, crap. They're so darn sensitive," she gasped out as he sucked hard on her left nipple. After equal attention to the right one and a strong orgasm for her, he spun her around to gently push her face down onto the blanket-covered bales, her ass hiked in the air.

"Oh, Baby, it's cold in here..." But her complaint was cut short when his mouth connected with her already-wet pussy.

"Spread your legs a little, Wife," he instructed.

"I can't spread them much, my jeans and panties are around my..." But she broke off as his tongue swiped up her slit. "Jer, I've been working all day," she gasped out. "I must smell down there. You shouldn't..." But Jeremy kept licking, causing her to lose coherent thought.

After she had another orgasm, he stood, lined his cock up with her hole and gently pushed to the end of her pussy. "Uump," she grunted when he hit her cervix. "Go easy, I'm a little..." But her protest changed to an all-consuming desire when he moved his hips around, causing the head of his cock to rub against the opening to her womb.

"Oh, shit!" she squealed as she thrust her hips back at him. "Push it the rest of the way," she ordered, even as she slammed her hips back when he pushed forward. Something gave and he was all the way in. If they didn't hear her scream at the house, it surely wasn't her fault.

Jeremy had dropped his pants and shorts to his ankles, leaving his bare butt hanging out in the cold air. Trying to ignore the cold, he reached around to clasp his sister's hanging breasts as he began thrusting rapidly into her. Paulette encouraged him with her grunts, whines and squeals accompanied by the background sound of sleet beginning to hit the barn roof. The outside temperature was near thirty-two degrees F, and the inside of the barn wasn't much warmer.

"We need to get some heat in here," he muttered as he continued to stroke his sister's pussy.

"Darnit, Jeremy, come before I freeze to death," Paulette complained just before another orgasm grabbed her.

Jeremy picked up his pace, pounding into her pussy as he squeezed her breasts a little more firmly. After a couple of minutes, he let out a guttural groan as his balls tightened up against his cock. "Here it comes, Baby."

The teenager hissed in a breath, held it, then screamed to the top of her lungs as she felt his cock pulsing and his warm emissions spurting against her cervix. He pumped a few more times as his balls filled her pussy, then slumped against her as she sprawled across the hay bales, his cock buried to his balls in his twitching sister.

As Jeremy lay on her back, panting, his softening cock still inside Paulette, she began to giggle. "They're gonna smell me when we walk into the house."

"So? We're married now, and Dad has two wives. I'll bet he'll be using his blanket a lot more in the future."

"Used to be his and Mom's blanket, but now it's gonna be his, Mom's and Lillian's," Paulette giggled. "We might have a little claim in there somewhere."

"Then we best not get come on it," the new husband commented.

He slowly pulled out as Paulette pushed back to a standing position while holding a hand over her drooling pussy. As she tried to pull her panties up while holding her pussy, Jeremy took pity on her, kneeling in front of her to pull the panties up for her.

Laughing, Paulette took her hand out of her panties to lick her fingers while grinning at her husband, then pulled her jeans up and fastened them while he did the same thing to his own jeans and undershorts.

The teenager smiled. "I've always liked this barn. Now I'll have even fonder memories of it." She pulled him down for a kiss, then zipped her coat.

"You left your shirt unbuttoned," Jeremy offered.

Paulette's eyes sparkled. "Yep. We don't have to hide what we've been doing, not that one look at my face wouldn't tell them, anyway," she giggled. "Besides, after Mom notices, I'll bet she and Dad volunteer to feed in the morning."

Jeremy grinned at her, folded the blanket and put it back in its hiding place. "Might as well leave the bales down for them, then," he said as he grabbed Paulette's hand. "Let's go get something to eat. I'm famished."

"Yeah, me too. And I need a shower. Somebody made my pussy all squishy." Giggling, she hurried down the ladder.

They walked into the house after hanging their work coats on the porch, Paulette beginning to casually button her shirt starting at the bottom. Adriana turned from the stove where she was frying chicken. "You took a long time to..." Adriana stumbled to a stop when her eyes fell on her daughter's chest, one breast showing as she buttoned her shirt. With Paulette's flushed face and the unbuttoned shirt, it was obvious what she had been doing. Adriana felt her pussy flood at the thought of Paulette fucking her brother in the barn. "Oh, I think I know what took you two so long," she tried to say in a normal voice, but giggled before she could stop herself.

Paulette replied with a mostly-straight face, "He raped me, Mom. I didn't stand a chance."

"Yeah, I'll bet, and your clothes just happened to fall off in the process to make the rape a little easier for him, hmmm?"

Paulette hugged her husband for a second, then looked back at her mother. "He rapes really nice, Momma." When both women laughed and Jeremy blushed, Paulette continued, "Oh, and by the way, Mom, we found your blanket ... and put it to good use," she finished with a titter.

"Well, if that blanket has something on it, you need to wash it and put it back where it was," she tried to say with a stern face, but couldn't quite pull it off.

"Oh, we made sure it stayed clean. So, how often do you and Dad use it?" the teenager teased as she finished buttoning her shirt and backed into her husband's arms.

"None of your business, Young Lady," Adriana said with a laugh.

"Mom, let me run get a quick shower, then I'll help you finish dinner."

When Paulette looked at her brother, Adriana broke in with, "Go by yourself. Otherwise, you'll be gone forever."

"Motherrrr," Paulette sang out, but kissed Jeremy before hurrying out.

The others came in from farm chores at Lillian's house. Paulette was soon back to help finish the meal. As they sat to eat, Paulette decided to tease her father. "Hey, Dad, we found your blanket in the barn. It looks like it has been around for a while. We were wondering just how much use it got way out there in the barn loft."