Everybody Needs a Hobby Ch. 28

We had a pleasant breakfast with more than enough to eat. The girls bantered back and forth about the yesterday's shoot and all the sexual antics that went along with it. Becky's formal adoption into what we like to call our family sparked more sniffles and hugs.

Britt and my relationship is strong and unwavering, but Britt brings with her a love of life and life experiences that has consumed us all. Before I entered the picture, the three girls, Britt, Gina and Kate shared a house while they attended the local university. They all had varied upbringings and life experiences and it was those that brought the three to love and therefore make love with each other freely. I entered the picture and sort of muddied the waters. Britt was positive from day one that I was the one, some sort of pre-ordained soul-mate. So sure of herself and us as a couple, Britt introduced me into the group and for lack of a better way to put it, used me to help her friends deal with some of their past demons. Britt possesses abilities that evil cult leaders would love to have. She has the ability to read people better than they can themselves and inherently know what will make their lives happier and more fulfilled. She constantly amazes me.

Anyway, breakfast was over and as she predicted, Britt and I ended up on clean-up detail while the other three went out and tended to the livestock. We quickly got the kitchen in order and Britt was grumbling about getting all sweaty doing the dishes as we hung up the final dishtowel. Without warning, I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder and made my way upstairs to the aforementioned shower. Being it was only the two of us, it was plenty big and even though we'd fooled around earlier, it didn't keep us from playing some more. I nearly drowned, but I managed to get my lover off; on my knees with her straddling my face.

"I love your tongue baby," she gurgled under the unrelenting shower head. My tongue and mouth lapped at her creamy center while my soapy fingers invaded her tight puckered ass. "God yes, finger my ass, god that feels so good baby." Multi-orgasmic and always ready, Britt climaxed quickly with the two-front assault.

Determined to reciprocate, she switched places and with her talented mouth and tongue had me hard but questionably able. "C'mon baby," she said, looking up at me with those deep blue eyes, water raining down as she pumped my cock with both hands, "You've got some more for me, don't you Daddy? Your little girl wants some more of your cum. I want to feel your cock swell up and cum..." and her eyes got big; "I know," she said in a confusing, sultry, little girl tone. On her feet, she gave me a quick tongue-tangling kiss before turning her back to me and bending over. She reached back with both hands and spread her ass cheeks. Looking over her shoulder; "I want you to fuck your little girl in the ass Daddy, I want to feel your big Daddy cock cum deep inside my ass." My cock bobbed in acceptance of the plan and she smiled; "You can fuck my pussy for a minute to get your cock wet, but I really want you to fuck my tight little butt Daddy. Please, oh please, won't you cum in my ass Daddy?"

My only response was a guttural groan and a growl as I grabbed Britt's un-girlish hips and slid my hard-on headlong into her slick, hot pussy. She moaned as I slid my cock deep inside her, two, three times. There was more than enough of her sweet nectar to soon be dripping off the bottom of my cock. With my back to the shower head, I pulled my cock from her pussy; "Okay baby, spread those ass cheeks of mine and show me where you want Daddy to put his cock."

Ever obedient, Britt spread her ass cheeks wide and slipped a finger from each hand into her waiting ass and spread the hole slightly. "There Daddy," she grunted as she contorted herself for me; "Can you see it Daddy, see where I want you to put your big cock?"

"Yeah baby, I see it. I see your pretty pink asshole. Here," I said, moving in and placing the tip of my cock between her intruding fingers; "do you feel it, baby? Do you feel Daddy's cock?"

"Oh yes Daddy, that's right. Here, let me help you." One little hand reached up and took my cock and with the other finger still in place, she slowly parked my cock head at her rear door. "There Daddy, now push a little, not too much, just a little." She was pushing back as I was pushing forward and my cock head audibly popped inside her ass. "Ooo," she squealed, her hand strangling my cock. Taking a second to relax she said softly," Okay Daddy, just a little at a time. My little ass isn't used to your big dick."

I played along as she let go of my cock and I watched it slowly disappear inside her. "Your ass is so fuckin' tight Britt. Fuck, I'm not sure I can even get it back out."

My Britt came back to life, the little girl gone; "Maybe the little girl thing wasn't such a good idea; this must be how tight my ass was when I was a little girl." I felt her working her inner muscles, trying to loosen up. Slowly I managed to back nearly out of her ass when she clinched back down. "It feels too good to stop now," she said; "Spit on it, spit on your cock, we just need some more lubrication." We'd learned earlier that saliva was actually a pretty good substitute for a store-bought lube. I managed to work up a goodly amount and I felt her reach from down below and contribute, her slick hand wrapped around my cock. "That ought to do it lover," she said, looking over her shoulder at me. I slid in easily and I ground against her when I reached bottom. "Oh yeah, that's it." Dropping her head down, she braced herself with both hands on the tile wall; "Okay baby, fuck my ass now. Fuck me like you mean it!"

My baby's ass was so tight and warm. I held her hips and watched my cock appear and then disappear, time and again. Having cum earlier, I wasn't in any hurry and I made it my mission to make sure that the one I love climaxed once again. "Britt baby," I said haltingly, "your ass looks so good with my cock in it." She moaned in reply as I continued to work my hard shaft; "Everything about you makes me love you; makes my cock hard." I stalled at the bottom and rotated my hips, stirring her insides. Her moaning got louder and I felt her fingers brush my balls as she began playing with her pussy. I resumed my fucking, adding some lubrication with an expertly spit load. More moaning; "Yeah baby, play with my favorite pussy. We're gonna cum again baby, aren't we?" More moaning and I could feel her fingers in her pussy through the thin wall separating us. "I'm gonna fuck your tight little ass until you cum for me again; what is that three times this morning?" Britt grunted some kind of acknowledgement as she leaned down further, giving her better access to her own pussy. I could feel the beginnings of another ripping orgasm, her ass gripping me tighter and her hand pummeling her pussy. Somehow I felt my own orgasm building and I fucked her ass with abandon.

"Uhhh,fuck babe...oh shit, I can feel your cock getting bigger...fuck I love your cock in my ass...c'mon babe, fuck me, fuck me...I'm almost there...AHHHH!" Her entire backend went into overdrive; her asshole constricted and squeezed what little cum I had left to give as my orgasm took over. I could feel her pussy walls rippling beneath, the sloppy sounds of her fingering was even audible over the sound of the shower. I held her hips tight, her ass cheeks firmly planted against me; "Jesus H.," she moaned as her body began to return to normal.

I laughed softly as I pulled her upright, my cock still being held hostage. I hugged her from behind and slowly spun to direct the cooling spray onto my hot lover. "So are you good for awhile?" I asked teasing as I nibbled on her ear and worked my hands up to her tits. My fingers brushed over her rigid nipples and she shivered and my cock made a slow withdrawal.

"Ahh," she moaned in disappointment, suddenly empty. She turned in my embrace and gave me a thorough kiss; "Have I told you 'I love you' yet this morning?"

"I think so, but I never tire of hearing it," I replied, running my fingers through her long, wet hair. We kissed again and like iron to a magnet, my hands went to her perfect butt and I squeezed her cheeks.

"Easy there, lover," she sighed with her head against my chest; "Between your cock and yesterday's horse ride, well, I'm a little sore back there."

"Oh baby," letting go of her butt and hugging her tighter, "I'm sorry, I wasn't..."

"No, it was my idea, I mean having you stick your beautiful cock in my butt. I loved that, I'll always love that, but," pausing to look up at me with those deep blue eyes; "I guess I can kind of blame you for the horse ride."

She smiled as I tilted my head to kiss her, "Yeah, but it was your idea to emulate Lady Godiva."

"Yeah, that wasn't too bright, but it only rubbed my pussy the wrong way; but admit it, you liked the Godiva look, didn't you?" she smiled.

"You look sexy, no matter what you're doing or wearing, you know that," I said before kissing her once more.

"And that Mister is just one more reason that I love you." She had just leaned in for another smoldering kiss when she squealed, "Shit, we're out of hot water!" I laughed as I reached behind her and quickly shut off the shower.

"I guess that means we're done," I said, finishing our kiss before stepping out and gathering a couple of towels. We toweled dry and Britt opted to let the sun finish drying her hair. She doesn't do it often, but when left to dry on its own, her hair seems fuller, probably because it has a natural wave to it that disappears when she blow dry's it. I've told her that I like the look, but she isn't a fan; says it makes her look like a soap opera star from the 80's.

Dressed, we made our way outside and I ducked in to the motor home to grab my camera, cuz you just never know when a shot will present itself. We followed the sound of laughter to the corrals and I was glad that I grabbed the Nikon. Gina, Kate and Becky had hopped the fence and were in Don the Donkey's area. I hoisted Britt up until she was seated on the top rail of fence and then I handed her my camera and joined her.

Gina saw us as we climbed up and joined us at the fence; "You're just in time, Kate is going to ride Don here in his pen; this should be good," she laughed. With the grace that only her long legs would allow, Gina hopped up beside me, ready for the show.

Becky had placed a rope lead around the little pack animals neck and had tied him to one of the fence rails. On his back, he had a small blanket to protect Kate's delicate skin; short shorts were probably not the wisest choice for riding, but I doubted that the ride would last long. Don stood there calmly as Becky helped the little one up onto her might steed, getting her centered. "Okay Don," Becky addressed the donkey as she moved in front of him to untie the lead; "Are you going to be a good boy? You know how much Kate likes you, so just give her a nice ride around your corral, okay?" Don was looking at the redhead like he understood every word she said and then turned his head back and looked at his diminutive rider. If donkeys can smile, then that is exactly what Don did when Katie leaned forward and rubbed his nose when he turned toward her.

Gina giggled, poking me in the ribs and then pointing. I looked across the way and sure enough, Don, the horniest burro ever, was showing his fervor once more. Katie looked up at us and we all just smiled and gave her a wave. Becky, reaching over to untie the lead caught sight of Don's condition and just shook her head in disbelief and led the love-struck donkey toward the center of the area before handing the lead to our cowgirl.

"Okay sweetie, just keep the rein tight and your legs hugging our boy here. Don," she said as she bent over, giving us a great view of her ass cheeks poking out of her daisy dukes; "Behave yourself and just go where Katie points you, okay?" Don didn't utter a word; "Are you listening to me?" Swear to God, Don looked up at her and his big ears wiggled to and fro. Becky smiled and gave him a scratch between the ears, "Okay boy," stepping out of the way.

I managed to snap a couple shots of our petite wrangler atop her miniature mount being coached by our gorgeous redhead with the impeccable posterior. "Nice shot," Britt said, squeezing my knee as she looked at the shot on the back of the camera.

Becky stepped to the side and Don and Katie took off at a snail's pace; I don't think he hurried anywhere except maybe to the feed bucket. Distracted now, Don's ardor had waned and it was now safe to take some shots of our happy horsewoman.

Becky joined us and jumped up on the fence next to Gina; "Well, she sure looks happy;" and she did, smiling big as the little donkey trotted around the corral.

"Yeah," said Gina, "the only time I've seen her happier was when George was burying his bone in her backyard in the back of a Hearse." She said it straight faced, without emotion, just matter-of-factly. Becky sputtered while Britt laughed so hard she nearly fell off the fence. I just fidgeted on the fence as Becky leaned forward, trying to make eye contact with either Gina or I; "I'll tell you later," she said, her eyes still focused on her little lover.

Katie and Don pranced around for another fifteen minutes or so and I think they both decided that they had had enough fun. Don brought her over to us and Becky and I jumped down, Becky grabbing the lead and me, grabbing Kate by her bare waist and lifting her easily off Don's back. Sitting her on her feet, she stepped over in front of her favorite animal, scratching him between his ears and then giving him a kiss above his nose. Meanwhile Becky had wandered a little further down the fence line and snagged a bucket from the ground on the other side. Turning back, she watched as Kate affectionately thanked Don for the ride and then spotted his mighty member begin to reappear from its sheath.

Becky shook her head once more and then made eye-contact with Britt; Britt shrugged and said "I don't know, lover-boy here does the same thing when she scratches him between the ears." Gina did fall off the fence in a fit of laughter this time, landing awkwardly on her feet. Becky rushed up to grab her and they hugged each other, laughing. Both Don and Katie stared at them like they must have been slightly off-kilter or something. Britt bailed off the fence and hugged her littlest roommate and they chattered on about her ride. I happily snapped candids, one after the other.

"So, what's on the agenda for the rest of the day?" I asked as we watched Don happily munch carrots and apples offered up by his new-found best friend.

"Well," offered Becky, "You've pretty much seen the whole place and the way Britt here," giving her a big side hug," was walking when she came out of the house, I don't think we need to do any more riding."

"I've seen that walk before," snickered the Amazon princess Gina, "and it wasn't from horseback riding."

"Gina!" Britt yelped and started chasing the brunette around the corral.

Becky jumped back up on the fence beside me and leaned her head on my shoulder and sighed, "God, I love my family."

I wrapped an arm around her bare waist and gave her a big kiss, "and we love you too."

Gina and Britt returned to our spot on the fence, winded but smiling and Kate joined us as she had run out of snacks and Don wandered off, uninterested in us now. "So," I reiterated, "is there anything else you girls want to do while we're here?"

Britt pulled her cell phone out a pocket I didn't know she had in her running shorts and looked at the time. "Well classes do start tomorrow, so I guess we should get home sometime before dark. I know I have a few things to gather up for tomorrow."

"Oh pooh," Katie pouted like a six year-old, "I'm not ready for summer to be over. This is the best summer I've ever had."

"I'll second that," Gina replied, hugging her girl to her side, looking over at Britt and Becky and I; "this has been a great summer."

"I don't think anyone will argue that point, but the reason we're out west here is to go to school. George and Becky have just been gigantic bonuses."

"Just?" I said, trying to sound hurt.

"Oh baby,"' she said, cozying up to me, "I did say gigantic," running her hand down my front and resting it on my crotch.

Once more the laughter erupted and once again, I could only shake my head in wonder. Actually, it was wonderful as I snatched another picture of four beautiful women laughing uproariously, hugging one another while an un-amused donkey looked on from the background; I am indeed the luckiest mother-fucker in the world.

Finally laughed out, wiping tears from their eyes, Becky said, "Well, I guess we really need to do a load of towels and straighten up the house; I'd like to leave it like we found it."

"God, yes," Britt exclaimed; "anything else?"

"Well, I want to straighten up the barn too. We left blankets spread all over the place and we need to put Katie's other ride back in the back room," referring to the wooden stand and giant saddle that Katie rode me on last night.

"Well, you and George take care of the barn," Britt said, handing out work assignments, "while the rest of us take care of the house. I saw the laundry room next to the kitchen."

"Sounds like a plan," Becky said, taking my hand. "C'mon cowboy, let's clean up our mess," giggling and smiling big as we walked to the barn. The others turned tail and headed for the house, laughing and yakking as they always do.

In the barn, we both automatically looked up at one of cameras; "Do you suppose she's watching us now?" she whispered.

"No way to tell, I guess. I was thinking about it though and she could easily have installed a sensor that let her know when someone came through the door here, you know like an infrared beam or something."

Becky stared at me with those big green eyes; "Well if she thought about it, I'm sure she did, but regardless, if she doesn't see it live, she's got it recorded."

"Yeah, your aunt is pretty bright," I said as we walked over to our first play area near the tack room; "I wouldn't be surprised at all if she was watching us right now."Becky grabbed a couple of bottles of water out of the fridge and we leaned against the bench and drank them before going to work.

"Yeah, she is one smart cookie," she said, taking a long draw off the bottle; "and I think I love her even more now that I know about her, well, her sexual proclivities."

I turned to look at her," Proclivities, pretty big word for a country girl," I kidded. She poked me in the ribs with her elbow and then stood up and started to work. We shook out the first blanket we used, folding it up and then putting it back on the shelf. Next we wound the hose up that we used to cool ourselves down with last night and then with a sigh of resignation, we walked over to the gigantic saddle and the wooden horse it sat on. With a mighty heave we grabbed the mountain of cowhide and engaged in more grumbling and cussing as we stumbled into the store room and got it back up on the highest shelf in the room. Assuring ourselves that it would stay put, we went back out and grabbed both ends of the wooden stand and drug it back into its corner.

"Jeez," Becky blustered as we exited the room, "that was fun last night, but I'd think that one through before I did it again."

"Well it made Katie's night and I had a good time too," I admitted; "But I'm still a little saddle-sore this morning."

"Yeah, you guys don't have to spread your legs as wide as we girls do," she winked and smiled.

"And we appreciate it," I laughed, pulling her to me and kissing her on top of the head. I stared at stairs to the loft and exhaled," well, I guess we better go straighten up the loft."