After visiting Jessica and Tom and their School, being home by myself was pretty lonely. As a high school senior, there were a lot of events and parties to go to, but Jess and Tommy had always been my best friends. I had a lot of really good friends, like Joey, Frank, and John but none as close as my brother and sister. At home I still had Shep as a constant companion, but he was getting old too. If we played, he was only good for some licks and one good one.
On a farm, there is always some kind of work to do so I was always busy. There are chores in the morning before you go to school. Then some of the same and some different chores in the evening when you get home in the afternoon. On weekends there is always the catch up stuff. Washing horses and donkeys. Cleaning stalls that were getting too full of straw and manure. Moving hay around in the loft as it gets later in the spring before new hay. Dad even had me helping in the fields. You have to do all the prep stuff before planting. First is plowing, then discing to bust up any dirt clods. Depending on what we were planting, we would sometimes use a harrow or culti-mulcher to make the prepared soil more fine. Corn grows well in ground that isn't smooth. Wheat however prefers the very well prepared soil. I planted a lot of corn as my Dad said I did a good job keeping the rows straight. Not very difficult to do that. Just pick a mark at the far end of the field for the first pass then keep all the other rows an equal distance apart. You can usually do this by watching where the front wheel of the tractor is then keeping the distance between it and the tracks from the previous pass the same. During the summer it was always a "woman's" job to cultivate or plow the corn, so I tried to make the rows as straight and equal spaced as possible. When you clean out the weeds between the cornrows with the cultivator, if the rows are not straight or are too close together, you end up digging up corn stalks instead of weeds. Pretty boring stuff, but that's part of what I did.
Weekends were always welcome. Most times I didn't go out on dates on Friday night. There were basketball games or foot ball games during the school year on Fridays but once that's over, nothing much happens. It's too much to get home from school, do you chores, get cleaned up and hope you get to a movie before it starts. But, Saturday night is date night in the country. By Friday, you have plans for Saturday and usually start getting ready early Saturday.
Mom and Dad had some place to go this Saturday night so I had the chores to do before I could get ready. Joey and I were going with Frank and Betty, John going stag, and another couple of farm friends of ours, Chuck and Shirley. Chuck and Shirley were still in high school like us but their parents had allowed them to get married. Strange arrangement but they were a ton fun to go out with. You would never know they were married. They always acted like they were on a date. I guess they were sort of.
Anyway I had all the feeding done early and was ruffling Shep's fur. He was nosing around my crotch probably trying to get ever-ready going for a little fun. The thought was pleasant but I didn't want to get all scratched up in the hayloft when I knew I was going to get some later. Shep persisted until I was thinking about it non-stop. A quickie wouldn't hurt and would feel pretty good. So I pulled a couple of burlap grain bags from a pile scattering small mice from their home. Using the bags as cushions for my knees, I pulled my pants down and off one leg then presented myself on hands and knees to my horny dog. He buried that cold nose in my pussy quick making me jump. His licks were making me even more ready. I've never been able to wait to cum so I was getting off with Shep's tongue, wiggling my bottom around. Shep must thought I was ready enough as he jumped up on my back with his legs hugging my waist. His bottom went into overdrive and he was humping air fast. That little sucker couldn't hit the hole so I had to reach between my legs to line it up. It was either that or get stabbed to death. By the time I got him started in, his cock was already fattening up. More nice than when they first get hard. Their dicks are pointy and thin.
Shep really likes to pound away. So do I. He goes so fast my clit gets a lot of pressure making be go off instantly. Shep didn't last long either, couldn't have been more than a minute or so before he was jammed to the hilt, knot in and gushing is stuff into me. I was cumming like gangbusters. As soon as he was done, he pulled his swollen dick out of me and lay down, to lick his dick soft. Seems like that would make it just swell up again doesn't it? Not caring about my drooling pussy, I pulled up my pants to go inside and get ready for my date.
When I walked out of the front of the barn toward the house I was met by no less than a dozen calves and heifers. "What the fuck." Some fence must be down or a gate open. I knew the side gate that I had gone through was closed but there are others. I walked around the barn trying to see what gate was open but found none. I could see a bunch of stock farther along the fence in the pasture these guys should be in. I opened the gate then slowly walked around the back of the group of escapees. Shep helped me get these guys in the fence but I still had to find the break in the fence. Not really thinking about the upcoming date, I took off down the fence line to see what was going on. As I went over a small rise, there were probably another twenty head of young stock wandering around the lane road. Shit, shit, shit. So not to turn them toward the main road, I walked slowly through them going down the fence line. Another hundred yards told the story. A huge branch had fallen onto the fence, pushing it down. There was a bunch of stock looking at the downed fence but not trying to cross it yet. They had to step around the tree branches while trying to avoid the barbed wire. Some animals are afraid to do exciting stuff. Some jump at the first chance.
I was pushing at the tree limb trying to roll it off the fence when a car came up the lane. It was Frank's convertible with both Joey and John with him. They stopped of course to see what they could do. I told them that one could stay there while another could help me herd the loose stock up the road to the barn gate to get them in the pasture. Frank stayed with his car while John, Joey, Shep and I herded the twenty or so loose critters toward the barn. As soon as we got them in, John went for a tractor and a rope from the machine shed. Joey got gloves and a chain saw from the tool room in the pump house and made sure it had gas. I picked up a couple of hammers, some wire staples, and am almost used up roll of barbed wire. We took all this back down to where the tree was down. Joey cut up the tree limb while the rest of us pulled the cut up wood away. When it was cleared, we saw that the fence was in bad shape. The limb had pushed the wire down popping the staples out of the fence post. We pulled the bottom mesh wire back up and straightened it up, then tacked that and the barbed wire back onto the post. While nailing we found the problem. The post was pretty soft. Probably ate up my termites. The creosote must not have been deep enough. To keep the animals away from that part of the fence, we piled the cut wood and brush in front of the soft fence post that had been torn down. Dad could fix it tomorrow. We climbed in Frank's car with the tools in the open trunk and went up to the house. I took my shoes off on the porch as all work shoes and boots stay outside the house.
"How come you guys are so early?" I asked.
"We thought we could come over and visit before we went out. We were already to go, but now we'll have to wash up some." Joey said.
"I gotta get ready so you guys wash up while I take a shower and make myself pretty." I said.
Joey grinned and said, "You're already the prettiest girl around Mel."
John and Frank were echoing Joey.
I blushed and thanked them but said I was dirty and needed a shower.
Joey was close to me and took me by the arm and turned me to him. He gave me a nice kiss while holding me with a flat hand to my back. I leaned into him to enjoy the kiss but began to worry that this could get out of hand quick. I could feel Joey's cock pushing against me through his pants. That turned me on but I still wanted a bath. The more he kissed me, the more I forgot about the bath. When one hand went from my back to my bottom and his other slid from my arm to by shirt covered breast, I was done for. I sagged against Joey gasping and groaning. John and Frank, hearing this came up behind me and said, "Let's help."
Joey kept kissing me while unbuttoning my shirt. John and Frank undid my pants and were sliding both pants and panties down at the same time.
"Oh, you guys. You just wanted some before your dates tonight. I know you guys. Damn, I'm so weak with you." I gasped and groaned lifting my feet to get my bottoms off.
Joey backed up to sit on a chair dragging me with him. He sat and I ended up sitting on his hard dick facing away from him.
"Man are you wet Mel." Joey said. "What have you been doing. Your leaking all over me."
To take his mind off what he had discovered I started bouncing up and down rapidly. He groaned as I squeezed his dick with my every ready pussy. I love to fuck.
John and Frank were standing on either side of us shoving their dicks at me. I leaned one way and sucked one then leaned the other way and took another in. Knowing John had a short fuse, I concentrated on him while I was fucking myself on Joey. As soon as I sucked John in and held him in while sucking and stroking his balls drew up, he gasped, and his juice started pouring in my mouth. He must not have come in a week as he pumped my mouth full. As soon as he was done and I had swallowed the evidence, I turned again for Franks long skinny one. I took Frank in my mouth and began to suck. Joey meanwhile was going to blow. He was grunting and groaning saying he was going to do it. I kept right on going up and down, squeezing with my pussy, cumming, and sucking Frank.
Joey and Frank, as if rehearsed, both said "Oh yeah. Gooooooooood."
I tasted Frank's cum squirting into my mouth and felt Joey squirting up into my pussy.
I pulled off Frank's dick, swallowed his cum then sagged against Joey. "That was good guys, next time call ahead so I'm ready, okay?"
"It wouldn't be a surprise then," Joey said.
Frank chuckled and said, "Now we're gonna be as well fucked as Chuck is for a change."
"Yeah, well you guys are never without my pussy for long. Seems you visit me pretty often." I grinned lifting up. Joey's juices drooling from me.
"I gotta get ready. You guys clean up and I'll be ready in half an hour." I said while gathering my clothes and heading to my room.
I went to my room first to put away my dirty clothes then padded to the bathroom. I did a quick tooth brush then into the bathtub. I had to do the pits and legs so I was hustling along quickly. After that I got on my hands and knees to wash my hair and didn't hear the door open. Hands were washing my hair for me. It felt good and I said so moaning from the pleasure. Whoever it was, rinsed me then put some conditioner on and massaged it in as well. That had me purring. He rinsed me then squeezed out as much water as he could. I stood, with my eyes still closed and a towel made it to my head and gently began drying my hair. My eyes came open and I was surprised to see John. He was smiling. "Thanks John, you do that good. You must have experience."
"I do Mary's hair all the time." He said. Mary was John's year younger sister. "I used to do Billy's to before she left." Billy was John's older sister who was a very tall, very robust, buxom, good looking girl. It was rumored she was living in Chicago being a call girl.
"Bet you didn't get the reward you're gonna get, John." I said as I sat on the commode and reached for his pants. I had his hard dick out in a flash and pulled him too me. While sucking him in, I thought it would take longer this time as he had cum not long before. He surprised me though. About a minute of good licking and sucking had him pouring another big load in my mouth.
"Oh Mel, you do that so good. Better than anyone else." John moaned.
"Just how many anyone elses are there Joey?" I asked, thinking I was John's only female outlet.
John turned red and started to turn to leave.
"Come on John." I said stopping him. "You have to tell me who. Who gives you good blow jobs huh?"
"Mel I can't tell you that. I just can't. Besides no one can do what you do to me." He said.
"I'll let you off now but you better tell me pretty soon or you won't be getting any of me. It's only fair, you know." I pouted.
"Well someday I might tell you about them." He said.
"Them? You have been playing with a them? John you sneaky sucker. Let me get ready before you mess me up any more. You gotta tell me more about this"
I finally got ready in a knee length skirt and a loose blouse. The blouse was heavy enough and loose enough that I didn't have to wear a bra with it. No one should notice unless they were feeling me or watching me real close. I love to be risqué but the times were not great for being a free girl such as I was, but whom was I harming. Everybody did sex stuff. I was just more open about it.
When I went out to the kitchen, the guys were all cleaned up and ready to go.
We drove over to the other side of town to pick up Betty, Frank's date then headed to the VFW hall to meet up with Chuck and Shirley.
Back then and still in many places, the local VFW or American Legion hall, or a town hall was and is where dances were/are held. The VFW served drinks, beer, and soda. Drinks then were 35 cents and beer was 25 cents. Soda was a dime. If you could reach the bar, you could get about what you wanted. Back then kids were responsible enough to not drink too much and if they did, their friends would watch out for them. Not as many alcoholics from that group either.
We danced till sweat was dripping from our faces. I had to stop as my blouse was starting to stick to my skin and I didn't have a bra on. Some older lady or even one of my peers would have had a cow over it.
About 11:30 we left and went to the local "eating place." Have to have some food if you are a teen and been dancing and drinking. We pulled a bunch of tables together as more of our school friends had come with us. John even had a little girl on his arm. He had warmed up the pharmacists daughter, Nancy, a pretty girl but a little mousy. Nancy had a nice build but tried her best to hide it. Her hair was kind of beige and straight. If it had been longer, in a pony tail or curled it would be nicer. But John seemed excited about being with her.
We ate, mostly hamburgers and fries, drank coke and coffee, laughed, joked, and planned what we would do the next afternoon. Sunday afternoon is always playtime for country kids. Church first, then Sunday dinner, then party time. We all agreed to go down to the river for a picnic and maybe swim. Yeah right, swim my butt. There are too many places to sneak off to and get cozy.
When we left we took Betty home first. On the long ride, Joey and I snuggled and kissed some while watching the front seat. Before we had been on the road less than five minutes, Betty's head disappeared as if she were taking a nap. She did a great acting job yawning loudly a couple of times before laying down. Or is that going down. John and Nancy were getting pretty chummy. We could hear some kisses and panting. I thought I heard a zipper. Could have been from the front seat though. As soon as we got Betty home, Joey and I moved from the back seat to the front to give John and Nancy some room.
Frank was taking his time going slow on the way back to town. I was sitting with my legs up facing Frank with Joey behind me. Joey had my blouse taken from my skirt and had his hand under blouse playing with my nipples. We were listening to the radio and chatting quietly.
We heard an "Oh yeah." From John so I glanced back. Nancy had her face in John's lap bobbing up and down. John had his head thrown back with his hand on top of her head.
I turned and we all giggled. Frank was sitting way up trying to see them in the rear view mirror. I punched Frank and said to leave 'em alone. Joey meanwhile was working his hand under my skirt. I leaned over to whisper in Frank's ear. "Did Betty leave anything?"
While I was leaning, Joey pulled my skirt up discovering for the first time I was sans panties too. "You nasty little girl. You're gonna get me in trouble."
"Trouble?" I whispered, what kind of trouble?"
"You just make me crazy. I'm gonna have to do something quick or make a mess in Frank's cars." Joey said.
I leaned over Frank and unzipped him then dug around trying to free his now very firm cock. While I was doing this, Joey was playing with my bottom and was trying to get himself up in back of me. I held Frank's cock straight up then swooped down to lick it and suck it. Meanwhile, Joey had gotten himself lined up and had slid into my very wet pussy. I pulled off Frank and told Joey to be still so Nancy would not see what we were doing. He said that he didn't think it would matter. He gave me a couple of strokes while I gave Frank a couple of licks.
From the back seat there was a high pitched squeak. I raised my head to peer over the seat to see Nancy on her back with stocking covered legs up in the air with John between them doing the nasty. John looked to be buried to the max. He started moving slowing up and down. With each plunge she would give us a groan. As the plunges got faster, the groans did too until there was a long drawn out groan followed by a John's "Oh yeah." They both seemed to lay still and you could hear kisses and ah's. I leaned back down on Frank to get my reward. Some quick licks and some sucking brought Frank off with a squirt. Joey was still rummaging around stroking me becoming a little erratic. He gave some muffled groans, which set me off so I squeezed him, then we three in the front seat were still.
Frank said we're getting close to town. Joey pulled out and stuffed a Kleenex up my pussy and pulled my skirt down. I stuffed Frank back into his pants and could only pulled his zipper part way up.
The back seat was busy with buttons, snaps, and zippers being redone. When I looked back, John was leaning back on the seat with a grin on his face. Nancy had brushed her hair and was dabbing at her face with a Kleenex. She looked pretty proper. There was a towel wadded up in the corner of the seat.
We stopped for Nancy. John kissed her passionately in the car then took her to the door. There, under the porch light, he took her in his arms and kissed her. Very romantic. They said goodnight and she went in.
John came back to the car with a big grin on his. "Glad I brought that towel. It was her first time. She said it was going to be if we did it. She really wanted to go all the way. Amazing. Mel you helped out. Between cumming so much earlier, then once with her mouth, I lasted long enough for her to get off. Man that was really good.
We rode back to my house in peace. All of us too tired to talk very much. I said goodnight and kissed the guys. They drove off. I petted Shep's head trying to keep him from under my skirt. I must have smelled really good to him by then.
I went to bed with a smile on my face. Contented, satisfied for the time being and looking forward to tomorrow.
The rest of my high school experiences were fun and often full of
sex. One of these days, I'll write about graduation and my college
days. Or would that daze. Until then, enjoy.