Date: Fri, 21 Apr 2017 15:33:37 -0700 From: Jim J Subject: "Over the Hills...." (Part 8) "Over the Hills...." (Part 8) Jackie and Ben joined Poppy, Nana and Jake sipping coffee at the big table, a plateful of toasted bagels sitting in front of them. As they were walking in, Carol and Elisa were herding the kids out of the dining room toward the small cottage used as a school room about fifty yards from the main house. Elisa was doing most of the talking...entirely in Spanish. "Whats that all about?" Jake asked stuffing a second bagel into his mouth. "Spanish Day," Poppy whispered, "and keep your voice down, there's a fine for getting caught speaking English all day." "A fine? What are you talking about?" Jake inquired in confusion. "Oh it's not that bad, he just hasn't done very well learning Spanish," Nana chimed in with a laugh. "A while back, Elisa suggested to me that it would be a good idea if the kids learned another language, Spanish of course, since she was fluent in it. We talked about and agreed that one day a week, everyone would speak Spanish or not talk. Meantime the kids get two hours every afternoon in Spanish only instruction and of course all day one day a week." "Pain in the ass," Poppy muttered softly. "Oh cut it out," Nana laughed, "or I tell Elisa you weren't cooperating and you know what that means." "What?" Jake asked. "No one will meet you in the playroom and you sleep alone that night," Ben added. "Wow, that's pretty severe," Jackie exclaimed. "Except nobody but Elisa and Isreal really care about enforcement, although your grandfather and I did learn enough to get around one day a week," Ben explained grinning broadly, "like 'chupar mi polla' and 'fóllame, por favor' and 'más cerveza'." "I got the last one, but what do the first two mean?" Jake asked intently. "'Suck my cock' and 'fuck me, please'," Nana answered with a grin. "Hmm...how do I say 'lick my pussy'?" Jackie inquired with a devilish grin. "Lamer mi coño," Nana added before anyone else could say a word. Jackie's nipples stiffened and she leaned over and licked Ben's ear then whispered. "How about 'piss in my mouth and ass'?" she moaned as his cock stiffened a little. "I have no idea," he gasped, cupping one of her tits in his hand. "'Orina en mi boca y culo," Winnie said softly from right behind them, a steaming mug of coffee in her hand, "and I can't wait to do that and more with you both." She sat down and Ben leaned over, kissed her tenderly then whispered something in her ear that Jackie couldn't hear. Winnie looked to Jackie with an evil grin as her nipples hardening even before Ben twirled one in his fingers. After another cup of coffee, Poppy got up and announced he was going to the office. In reality, that meant the comfortable chairs on the porch at the corner of the house next to a beer refrigerator from which he watched Jake and Jackie approach the day before. Ben went with him as Nana headed for the kitchen to hijack some space from Jerry so she could bake bread and probably a few cookies for the kids when they were finished with school for the day. Winnie stood as well, taking Jake's hand in hers and leading him out toward the pool, his cock already hardening and swaying from side to side as they walked. "We...will...see...you...later," Winnie called back over her shoulder and winked at Jackie as Jake's fingers slid up through her ass crack. Jackie grinned back as they walked away. For a moment she considered following to watch them fuck...or maybe even join in...and decided she's rather take a little walking tour around the property. Her money was on her brother fucking Winnie in the ass, at least the first time, that morning. She picked up her empty mug and the bagel plate, dusted a few crumbs off the table, dropped the dirty dishes in the sink and headed back to the room she shared with her brother. As she walked by, she could see Winnie on her knees with her ass in the air and her head down on the padded chaise cushion. Jake was pumping his cock in and out of her asshole for all he was worth. Jackie slipped on her sandals and then fell backward on the bed. She and Jake still had more they needed to discuss with Poppy, Nana and Ben, but there was no rush. Her thoughts wandered to what Ben told her earlier and the invitation to join him in a couple of hours at the dock. The idea of taking Ben's cock inside her was nothing new. She'd been fucking him since she was around eight years old, at least. But the thought of feeling his warm piss flood into her pussy really turned her on. Her clit twitched and she slid her hand down between her legs, her fingers finding her throbbing slit a lot wetter than she expected. Her clit pulsed against her fingertip, so sensitive she involuntarily moaned, pressing even harder. The familiar tingling warmth of a growing orgasm caused her legs to quiver and she fingered her clit faster with one hand and pinched one of her nipples hard with the other. The sting of that pinch made her pussy even wetter and more sensitive. Jackie's eyes closed, her body trembled and her back arched. As she began to cum, juices splattered on to her inner thighs and soaked her pussy hair. Then...two fingers plunged inside her, roughly pulling her g-spot back against her pubic bone, then thrusting in and out of her...urgently...relentlessly...fantastically. Jackie screamed, temporarily blinded by the intensity of the orgasm surging back and forth through her body. She thrashed wildly, unable to catch her breath. More fingers from the unknown hand penetrating her pussy slipped inside her, filling her vagina as it convulsed and sprayed her pussy juices. Teeth tightened on her other nipple, a bruising bite that magnified the already intense orgasm even more. At that moment, she didn't care if whoever it was bit her nipple clean off. Nothing mattered besides the massive orgasm flooding every cell in her body. Eventually, the waves of pleasure faded. Sandy looked down at her, smiling brightly with a fleck of blood splattered on a front tooth. Sandy flicked it away with the tip of her tongue but kept her fingers inside Jackie's still pounding pussy. "Fuck...that was so fucking hot!" Sandy exclaimed, her little finger tip sized nipples hard, her breathing shallow and ragged. "I was just walking by, saw you through the open door and practically creamed myself as you started to play with yourself. I couldn't help it, I just had to...to touch you...feel your cumming cunt...." Sandy's voice trailed off as Jackie pulled her down, kissing her deeply. The bite marks on her tit pounded with every beat of her heart but Jackie didn't care. She rolled Sandy over on her back, the hand still inside Jackie's pussy slipping out as Jackie licked her way down to Sandy's crotch. Jackie spread Sandy's legs apart and stopped short when she had a good look at the other woman's groin. Sandy's slit was stretched wide, her dangling pussy lips bruised and swollen and sticky cum oozed out of her and was dried on her inner thighs. "Are you OK?" Jackie said looking up at her while Sandy pinched her own stiff nipples. "You look like you took a beating." "Well I guess I did, in a way," Sandy answered, pinching her nipples even harder and pushing her pussy up to Jackie's face. "Isreal fucked me...hard...twice...last night. This morning, when I was riding his cock again with my back to him, little Susie walked in. She started spanking my pussy and I climaxed so hard I couldn't believe it. She told me her mother really likes getting off that way. Now suck my clit and finger my asshole. I need to cum again myself, right now!" Sandy pulled Jackie's head down to her pussy, flailing her hips against Jackie's face and tongue. Jackie sucked in her clit, pulling hard, holding it in her teeth and slid a finger in both Sandy's pussy and asshole at the same time. "YESSSS...YESSSS...!" Sandy screeched her orgasm, rewarding Jackie with a flood of pussy juices in her mouth and over her face. Then she pulled Jackie up from her pussy by her hair, her eyes wild with lust. "BITE ME...BITE MY FILTHY CUNT...HARD!" she screamed and forced Jackie's head back down into her pussy. Jackie turned her head slightly to the side and sank her teeth into the soft flesh of Sandy's upper thigh next to her swollen mound, Her mouth filled with the coppery taste of Sandy's blood and Sandy screamed her continuing pleasure. Eventually, Sandy stopped thrashing her pussy against Jackie's face. She propped herself up on her elbows and gazed down at Jackie, who looked back up at her with her chin resting at the top edge of Sandy's light brown pubic hair. "That was fucking awesome," Sandy cooed petting the top of Jackie's head with one hand. "I like it rough sometimes...hell, truth be told...most of the time...actually. I guess it's something left over from my days of being repeatedly raped roughly every day by my father and uncle and brother and cousins." Jackie crawled up next to Sandy and sat with her ankles crossed and her legs splayed open. She fingered the bite marks on her nipple then grinned at Sandy. The bruise from the teeth marks on Sandy's upper thigh was already looking angry. "I never...just didn't realize...how..turned on I would get...when you bit me...and when I tasted...your blood...in my mouth," Jackie stammered as Sandy grinned and gingerly touched the swelling bruise. "Well, if you are willing, there's a lot more...uh...adventurous...stuff that some of us really like to do and I'm sure you'd be more than welcome to join in." "You mean, like at the dock, around eleven this morning?" Jackie asked with an coy smile. "That and much more...much, much more." They sat and talked quietly for another half an hour, Jackie getting more and more excited as Sandy explained some of the more unusual and truly kinky play she and others enjoyed...and shared. Sandy stopped Jackie from fingering herself again as the conversation went on. "You just might want to hold on...and save some for the dock in an hour or so," she said with an evil grin, stood and pulled Jackie to her feet, They put on their sandals and floppy sun hats and walked out the sliding door of the bedroom to the wrap around porch. While the entire ranch was roughly five hundred acres, at about three thousand feet altitude, most of it was high desert and low foothills with some grasslands and stunted woodlands of juniper, pinyon pine, and oak. Most places were overrun by nearly impenetrable thickets of manzanita and other chaparral vegetation. The main house and a number of outlying buildings were in a large fifteen acre or so grassy meadow. Over the years, Poppy and the others seeded and transplanted the thorny manzanita and other flesh tearing plants around the borders of the property, mostly to discourage hikers. No one had happened upon their compound by accident in years. While the big house was under construction, Poppy, Nana and Ben lived in a one room cottage they had built first. That building now served as the technologically well equipped school house. There was also a long carport with a number of different vehicles, a small barn with attached chicken coop and kennel, a green house, two acres of vegetable gardens and a small orchard with a few apple, pear, plum and peach trees. For the most part, the ranch was off the grid. Every available inch of all the metal roof spaces was covered with solar panels connected to a large elaborate array of storage batteries. A year or so before, Poppy had a seventy five foot windmill installed, the soft whump...whump...whump of the three twenty five foot long blades a gentle background noise no one noticed after a few minutes. While the windmill didn't provide a lot of extra electricity, it was almost as constant as the small turbine powered by water cascading through the five foot high dam that formed the pond...the pond with the dock. The power generated by those two also went back to the storage batteries. All of this was backed up by a 50 kW natural gas powered standby generator, fed from the same 5,000 gallon LPG tank buried near the road that supplied the kitchen and heating system. Poppy did all this in part to keep the ranch secluded but also because the one overland power line to the property was at best unreliable. He firmly believed in quality and back-up for everything. Jackie and Sandy strolled down one of the well worn paths toward the outer buildings and the large garden where several people worked in the warm morning sun. The only other livestock besides the chickens were three goats, chained at regular intervals around the house. They ate pretty much anything and that kept the vegetation down around the house in the event of a wildfire. It was the two youngest kids', Susie and Troy's, job to move the chains to other strategically placed stakes every day and make sure they had sufficient water. Isreal kept an eye on them just to make sure it was done right. The female goats always seemed to keep a wary eye on Isreal as well. They passed Larry and Chad puttering around with the old tractor. Sandy exchanged a pleasant greeting with them in Spanish as they kept walking. "Watch this," she said impishly as they came up behind Isreal. Sandy slapped the big man's ass hard and stepped back as he whirled around. He broke into a wide smile when he saw her, saying something in Spanish that sounded downright lewd to Jackie even without translation. "¿Quieres que tu chorros nalgadas más?" he said with an evil smirk and fondled his huge cock and ball sac. "What did he say?" Jackie asked. "He asked if I want my pussy spanked some more," she answered. "Actually, I do...but let's tease him some." "You must speak English since Jackie doesn't understand you," she told him. "Sabes que no puedo hacer eso hoy," he responded brushing some dirt off his hands and reaching for her as she danced away laughing. "Oh but you must if you want us to do some of the things we want to do to you...but only today...only right now," Sandy laughed staying a couple of arm lengths away from him "¿Como qué?" Isreal said stopping where he was, his huge uncut cock dangling between his massive thighs. Jackie didn't need a translation to get the idea of what he asked. Sandy laughed again and then began a recital of all the things she and Jackie would do to him...or he could do to them...if he spoke English right then. Isreal's cock clearly grew harder, the pink head sliding out of his fleshy foreskin, the more Sandy spoke. The more rigid he became the more outlandish and improbable the suggestions became. Jackie doubted she could even physically do some of the things Sandy described, although her imagination did run a little wild. Finally, Isreal threw his hands up in the air and turned back to his work. "Incluso algunas de esas cosas no," he grumbled. Sandy just laughed more as she and Jackie walked away. As they passed the school, Elisa and Carol were hustling the kids back inside. That's our signal," Sandy said taking Jackie's hand and walking toward the pond. "Nobody wears a watch around here, but Carol always ends the kids' break at quarter to eleven, so time to go meet Ben." Jackie's pussy clenched in anticipation as they entered the tree lined path leading to the pond. The pond was about an acre in size, formed behind a five foot high concrete dam that captured a stream flowing down from the higher mountains to the north. It provided enough fish for a few dinners a year and a ready supply of water for the animals and in case of a wildfire. Ben sat looking out over the pond with his back to them as they approached, an open beer can on the bench next to him. It wasn't until Jackie and Sandy were only a few feet from him that they saw he wasn't alone. Larry knelt between Ben's legs sucking his cock as Ben leaned back. Three or four more beer cans were scattered around the ground near a small cooler. Sandy patted Jackie's ass, grinned and walked up behind Ben. She reached over his shoulders and pinched his flat nipples. Ben looked up and smiled and Sandy leaned over and kissed him before he noticed Jackie. "Ah, there you are, so glad you could join us," Ben grinned evilly, lifting Larry's head off his now rigid cock, "we've been getting ready for you." "Have a beer," Larry said, standing up to brush some dirt and leaves from his knees. His long thin cock was already as hard as Ben's when he handed Sandy and Jackie cold cans. Just then Jake and Winnie came down the path, carrying another twelve pack of cold beer. "Perfect," Ben exclaimed with a bright smile, "plenty of beer means plenty of piss for everyone. So how do you want to do this... who fucks who...who pisses on who...and who pisses in who...first?" 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