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Kammi Learns How
by Beating Off Bob (beatingoffbob@yahoo.com)

***

Lonnie is a beautiful woman who runs a ranch and her 
crew respects her. But when her 15 year old sister 
shows up for the summer, the men get restless. Follow 
Kammi's exploits as Bob, the foreman, teaches her what 
she wants to learn and Lonnie tries to keep her from 
getting a swelled head... and belly. (MFf-teen, 1st, 
reluc, voy, oral, preg)

***

Chapter 1: Kammi Sees How It's Done

Kammi finished feeding the calves early and smiled. She 
was getting pretty good at this farm stuff. And it 
wasn't as bad as she'd thought it would be. When her 
parents had announced they were going off to Tajikistan 
for the summer, to "help the natives" and that they 
were shipping her off to her sister's for the summer, 
she'd cried and screamed and thrown a tantrum, all to 
no avail. She'd wanted them to hire a nanny for her, 
and let her stay at home, even though she was fifteen 
and certainly didn't need a nanny. She'd figured she 
would be able to dominate the nanny and do whatever she 
wanted.

But that hadn't happened and she'd had to go to the 
farm. Her sister Lonnie had married a farmer - she 
actually ran off with him! - and had been a farmer 
herself ever since. Her husband had died in an accident 
three years after they eloped, but she had stayed on, 
actually making money at it.

And every year Lonnie invited her little sister Kammi 
to come out to the farm for the summer. Kammi knew that 
part of the invitation was to get Kammi in shape, part 
because Lonnie needed the help, and part was just for 
companionship of a sister. What Kammi didn't know was 
there was another reason Lonnie kept inviting her 
there. That was because Lonnie hoped Kammi would decide 
to come live and work on the farm like she did.

And every year Kammi got better and better at farm 
work. She matured physically, gaining strength and 
knowledge about farm operations.

When she'd showed up this year Lonnie had realized just 
how much Kammi had matured. Suddenly she was a young 
woman, with thrusting breasts, nice rounded hips, a 
plump but hard bottom, and what looked like two feet of 
soft brown hair hanging down past her shoulders.

She'd sent Bob, the foreman to go pick Kammi up from 
the bus station. When he got back he came in and rolled 
his eyes. 

"You'd better lock her up Boss," he whispered. "Every 
hand we got is going to be trying to get a piece of 
her."

Lonnie wasn't shocked to hear that kind of language 
from her head man. That very head man had plowed her 
own furrow more than once when she needed some prick. 
She hadn't wanted to get into the 'dating scene' after 
her husband had died. For one thing she didn't have 
time. For another, all the good men were working their 
own spreads. She was picky about the men she hired, and 
one thing she looked at in a hand was whether she'd be 
willing to sleep with him. She didn't sleep with them 
all, of course, but she had to be willing to before 
she'd hire him.

That meant she hired every man on a probationary basis 
for six months. If, after that time he was happy, and 
she was willing to sleep with him, he was offered a 
permanent place.

She didn't have a lot of turnover. She paid well and 
treated her men well. They worked hard for her. Once in 
a while they worked hard ON her... or it might be more 
proper to say IN her.

"She grew up last year, huh?" said Lonnie Bob whistled.

"Man, Lonnie, all I thought about all the way home was 
whether she was wearing panties or not."

Lonnie smiled. Lonnie never wore them, and Bob knew 
that.

"OK, you ride herd on the boys for me, OK, Bob? I sure 
don't need to send her home with some cow poke's kid 
growing in her belly."

Lonnie had seen immediately what Bob was talking about 
when she saw her sister. Kammi just screamed adolescent 
fertility and virginal innocence. Lonnie sighed. She 
remembered being that age. There were ten years between 
them, Kammi having been an accident due to some sort of 
failed birth control. Lonnie determined to keep an eye 
on her for a few days. Most of the men already knew her 
from previous years, and would leave her alone out of 
respect for the boss lady. There were a couple of new 
hands, though and she'd have to have a quick word with 
them explaining that Kammi was off limits.

Then she'd taken Kammi to her room, dumped her luggage 
and put her to work feeding the calves. That job lasted 
an hour and a half, after which Kammi took it upon 
herself to clean out the stalls and do some light 
grooming. Before she knew it, it was suppertime.

At supper, all hands came to the house. There was a 
bunkhouse, and it had a kitchen, but Lonnie believed 
that she and her crew were family, so supper was eaten 
together. Everyone made an effort to be there too. 
There were jobs on the ranch that kept some men away, 
but not often. This night there were seven out of ten 
hands there for supper. They ranged in age from 18 to 
45. Three of them had Masters Degrees of one kind or 
another. Two had GEDs. They all had different 
backgrounds and hobbies.

Every one of them was polite to Kammi, calling her 
"ma'am" until she demanded that they use her real name. 
Every one of them gazed on her with the same thought in 
mind. That thought was of Kammi, flat on her back, legs 
spread, breasts straining to be stroked and sucked, 
while their cocks dumped gallons and gallons of cum in 
her sweet teen pussy.

You could almost smell the testosterone around the 
table. Conversation was strained and Lonnie knew she 
was in trouble. They were like dogs around a female in 
heat.

She thought seriously for a few minutes about packing 
Kammi up and sending her home the next day. But she put 
those thoughts away. This was a problem, but that was 
all it was. She could figure something out. Give the 
boys a few days and they'd get over it.

When Lonnie went into the kitchen to get the pie for 
dessert, Bob went with her. She was facing the counter, 
about to pick up a pie when his hands slid beneath her 
armpits and he cupped her breasts. "I don't suppose I 
could pay you a visit later tonight?" he said, 
squeezing her melons.

"You're a lecherous old bastard," she snorted.

"I promise I won't think of her while we do it," he 
said solemnly.

She turned around and kissed her foreman and sometimes 
lover. "Liar!" she said, but she smiled.

Four of the men wanted to go to town that night. That 
was strange, it being a Tuesday night. Most of the boys 
wanted sleep more than anything else unless they had a 
day off. Two more of the men volunteered to ride fence, 
looking for a 'possible break'. Both of those men knew 
girls from adjoining ranches and the line cabins were 
sometimes used by more than one family.

Lonnie marveled how little Kammi could upset the lives 
of so many big tough men. The amazing part of it was 
that she didn't even seem to notice she was doing it. 
She chatted and laughed during supper, talking to 
everybody at the table, telling stories about her High 
School friends and how silly they were, or about how 
hard it was to find a good pair of jeans at the Mall.

All the men hung on her every word, and she never 
tumbled to the fact that she was talking teenaged 
drivel, and hard-bitten cowboys were slack-jawed and 
spilling food on their shirts.

Most of the men just sat for a while after pie, which 
was also strange, since they didn't get up and get 
coffee. Lonnie finally realized they had tents in their 
pants and didn't want everybody else to see it. She 
laughed and felt a little thrill in her pussy. Bob 
would be a good lover tonight, that was for sure.

Everything would have turned out OK if the heating 
system in the old house had been designed differently. 
The ducts that led to Lonnie's room went on and ended 
at Kammi's bedroom. As such, noises in one bedroom were 
pretty easy to hear in the other as they traveled down 
the pipes.

That night, as Kammi lay almost asleep in her cute 
teddy nightgown, she heard voices. They sounded far 
away, but she recognized her sister's voice. She 
couldn't understand what the voices were saying. 
Curious, she got up and, following the noises, realized 
the voices were coming from a small rectangular hole in 
the floor. She knew that was where heat and air 
conditioning came into the room, but she hadn't 
expected to hear voices from there. She put her ear 
down to the opening and heard her sister talking to a 
man.

"My, my, my, she's really got you going," said her 
sister.

"I can't help it," said the low male voice. "She's just 
such a fox. She takes after you for sure Lonnie. Look, 
isn't this what you usually do to me?"

"Gee, Mr. big strong Cowboy," said her sister in a 
little girl voice. "Doesn't that hurt? All swollen up 
like that and everything? Gee Mr., I wish there was 
something I could do to help you, but I'm just a poor 
teenage virgin visiting my sister's farm. I wouldn't 
know what to do to help you."

Kammi frowned. Obviously her sister was referring to 
HER. But what was the rest of it?

"Well, little girl, let me just show you a thing or 
two."

There was silence and then... moaning, like they did on 
TV when there was supposed to be a ghost or something. 
Her sister's voice came again "Ohhhh Bob, you 
bastard... why do you do this to me?" Then she moaned 
again and she said "FUCK! I'm on fire."

Kammi's interest was peaked. She was getting 
conflicting signals. She knew now that the man was Bob, 
the foreman. but why was her sister calling him a 
Bastard? And what was all that about something being 
swollen up and hurting? Kammi wanted to know.

She decided to snoop.

As quietly as she could she left her room and went down 
the hall toward her sister's room. The door was closed 
and she was afraid to open it for fear of being caught. 
She kneeled down and peered into the old fashioned 
keyhole. She could see somebody... their skin anyway... 
maybe a shoulder?, and part of the bed. She heard her 
sister's voice through the door. "Ohhhhh shit Bob, 
you're killing me." But her sister didn't sound like 
she was afraid or unhappy.

Then Kammi remembered the closet.

It was a big closet that was sort of shared between the 
spare room and her sister's bedroom. It had a door 
going into each room and, if it wasn't full of stuff, 
you could actually go from one room to the other by 
crawling through it. But right now it WAS full of 
clothing, including some of hers.

She scampered back to her room and opened the closet 
door slowly. She had to dig her way through the packed 
clothing that was hanging from a rod, and then another 
one that was closer to her sister's room. Finally she 
got to the door that went to Lonnie's bedroom. It was 
closed, but the latch didn't work right and there was a 
crack of light all down the edge.

Kammi put her face to that crack.

At first she couldn't figure out what she was seeing. 
She was on the opposite side of the room from the 
keyhole she'd been peeking through before. She saw the 
other side of the bed, and she saw her sister lying 
back in the middle of the bed, but not long ways... she 
was lying crossways, and her feet had to be off the bed 
and on the floor.

It was a strange way to lie in a bed, but that wasn't 
what got Kammi's interest. What got Kammi's interest 
was that her sister was naked too!
And with Bob in the room?

Where WAS Bob?

Lonnie had her hands on her naked breasts, and from her 
vantage point all Kammi could see was the top of 
Lonnie's head and her hands, rubbing her breasts, and 
just a little bit of her brown pubic hair where her 
hips were on the edge of the bed.

Lonnie pinched both her nipples and pulled them up and 
away from her chest. Kammi winced, thinking that must 
hurt.

Then, to Kammi's amazement, what she had thought was 
Lonnie's pubic hair MOVED! The brown hair got BIGGER!

Kammi gasped as she realized it wasn't her sister's 
pussy hair at all! It was the top of somebody's head!

That head raised and she recognized Bob. Like a clap of 
thunder Kammi realized that Bob's face had been between 
her sister's legs, and that he was performing oral sex 
on her!

Kammi felt a rush of wet in her own pussy. This was 
VERY interesting.
She heard her sister say "Don't make me wait any more 
you big horny bastard" and she saw Lonnie's hands leave 
her breasts and grab onto his hair, pulling. As he 
stood up he had hold of her legs, and he lifted as she 
helped, until she was lying long ways in the bed. She 
pulled her knees up and let them flop outward. Kammi 
knew he could see every nook and cranny of her sister's 
pussy.

Then Kammi saw what was hanging between the foreman's 
legs.

It was long and dark and straight as an arrow. The tip 
was pinker than the rest, somehow. She saw his hand 
grab it and he pulled, like he was trying to stuff it 
back up inside his body. But what happened was that the 
pink tip got larger. There was skin covering it, and as 
he pulled, that skin went backwards, exposing the pink 
knob underneath it.

He started to climb on the bed between Lonnie's spread 
thighs. Kammi gasped again. She was going to get to see 
people actually fucking! She'd heard about it, read 
about it, dreamed about it, but never seen it. The 
flimsy panties of her baby doll nightgown turned dark 
as her pussy spritzed and got wet.

She pushed the door open a little more.

She held her breath as Bob brought that big thick thing 
closer to Lonnie's pussy. Kammi wished she could see 
better. She glanced down and saw a box on the floor by 
her feet. She put her foot on it. It had clothing 
inside it, packed tight. She thought it would take her 
weight. She tried stepping up on it a little. She 
darted her eyes back to the scene on the bed just in 
time to see Bob's penis disappear inside her sister. 
Lonnie groaned "Ohhhh fuck that feels good you horny 
old goat."

"Oh Yeah it does!" said the foreman. "It's been too 
long, sweet thing, since we did this." He pulled his 
cock out some and then slammed it back in.

Lonnie flopped her arms wide and said, "Ohhh FUCK!"

"Be patient, little girl," he said "I'm gonna."

Kammi stepped up on the box with her other foot. She 
was higher now, and she could see where Bob's cock 
disappeared into her sister's pussy. It looked sexy and 
Kammi slid her hand into her panties. She started 
rubbing her own pussy lips, like she did in the 
bathtub. She'd never had an orgasm yet, but she didn't 
know that, and she liked playing with her pussy while 
she dreamed about movie stars, and boys at school.
Lonnie reached up and pinched her nipples again, 
pulling on them hard.

"You're hard as steel tonight. That's Kammi's fault 
isn't it you horny old pervert?"

Kammi's breath caught at the sound of her name.

Bob sawed his penis in and out of Lonnie "Nah... it's 
you boss... I just LOVE that tight pussy of yours."

"Liar!" panted Lonnie. "You've been stiff ever since 
you picked her up at the bus station, haven't you, you 
big ... uhhhh ... prick? You wish it was her cute 
little snatch your cock was buried in, don't you? You'd 
like to be flooding her poor unprotected pussy with 
baby batter right now, huh big boy? Admit it Bob!"

"AAAUUGGGGH!" he groaned as he slammed forward into 
Lonnie's pussy.

"SEE!!" she yelled at him, lifting her heels and 
digging them into his buttocks as he strained forward, 
like he was trying to get even deeper in her than he 
already was. "SEE!" she repeated "YOU'RE SQUIRTING 
ALREADY YOU BIG LIAR!" Lonnie went on cooing at him 
"You've NEVER cum in me that fast you big faker... and 
you're squirting twice as much as you usually do. Admit 
it! You want to fuck poor Kammi's little pussy."

Kammi could not believe her ears. Her sister was saying 
CRAZY things. Bob was old enough to be her FATHER. He'd 
never think of her THAT way.

"I ADMIT IT, I ADMIT IT, I TOLD YOU SO THIS MORNING, I 
WISH IT WAS HER I WAS SQUIRTING IN RIGHT NOW. DOES THAT 
MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER YOU HUSSY?"

His response caused several things to happen.

First, Lonnie pulled his head down for a long wet kiss 
as he finished filling up her pussy with his hot cream. 
She wasn't mad at him in the slightest. They had played 
this game before, but usually it was about some 
waitress, or maybe a cheerleader they'd seen at a High 
School game.

The more important result was that Kammi's pussy 
delivered up it's first ever orgasm.

It wasn't a big one, but it was enough to surprise 
Kammi. She lost her balance on the box, and, flailing 
wildly to grab something - anything - her body fell 
through the doorway and into her sister's bedroom. She 
landed on her butt, rolled sideways and ended up 
sitting with her legs spread and her arms back to keep 
her from falling back.

Both adults looked over to see a very scantily clad 
teen sitting on the floor, facing them. Her baby dolls 
did nothing to hide her naked body, having been 
designed, after all, to showcase her young titties and 
pussy. Bob groaned and shot another dollop of his man 
milk into Lonnie, who figured out in a heartbeat what 
her little sister had been doing behind that door.

Kammi was mortified at having been caught peeking. "I'm 
sorry" she wailed. "I heard something and I wanted to 
see if you were OK, and then I saw... and I..." she 
trailed off sobbing.

Lonnie pushed her panting lover off of her and bounced 
out of bed to get down and cradle her sister. 

"Hey, it's OK, I know you were just curious."

"I thought he was KILLING you or something!" sobbed 
Kammi.

Lonnie knew better than to laugh. "Hey, it's just a 
game he and I play. You know, to have fun."

"B-but he said he wished it was ME..." stuttered Kammi, 
looking over at Bob, who was now sitting on the side of 
the bed, his cock no longer stiff, but hanging down 
between his legs. It was still pretty big as far as 
Kammi was concerned. She looked down at her sister's 
crotch.

"LOOK!" she squealed.

Lonnie looked down. She was squatting to hold her 
sister and Bob's thick creamy stuff was dripping out of 
her in long strings. There was a small puddle of his 
cum on the floor.

"He wanted to squirt that in ME!" Kammi squealed again.


Chapter 2: Kammi Studies How


Lonnie knew that things could go either way if she 
didn't handle this correctly. She didn't want Kammi 
getting scared of sex, or being afraid of the men on 
the ranch ... or screaming to mommy and daddy for that 
matter. 

"Look, sweetie, just settle down and I think I can 
explain it to you. OK? Nobody's going to hurt you, or 
make you do anything you don't want to do or anything 
like that, OK?" she hugged her sister. Kammi nodded and 
sniffled.

Lonnie stood up with Kammi and took her to an easy 
chair that was situated beside the bed. She sat Kammi 
in the chair and then she went to sit by Bob. She took 
a deep breath. 

"First off, Bob and I like each other and we never ever 
do anything that the other doesn't agree to. We like 
sex together. We also like to play little games with 
each other. When I call him an old fart or something 
like that while we're making love, I'm kidding. I know 
he likes me to do that."

"Why?" asked Kammi, looking at Bob. He looked at Lonnie 
and she nodded.

"Well, you see when she says I'm old, and I'm... well 
I'm acting like a young man, it makes me actually feel 
younger."

"Oh!" said Kammi. That made sense.

Her sister went on. 

"And sometimes, one of the games we play is to pretend 
that we are somebody else. Like we went to the State 
Championship football game, to watch some of the boys 
from around here play. And while we were at the game 
there was this one cheerleader who flirted with Bob and 
some of the other guys. Now they'd never think of 
trying to force themselves on that girl, but they had 
fantasies of what it might be like to... to make love 
to her. Do you understand what I'm talking about so 
far?"

Again, Kammi nodded and her sister went on. 

"So, after the game, a couple of the boys were so 
worked up about it that I played like I was that 
cheerleader."

Kammi's eyes got wide. "You let TWO of them do... 
that?" she pointed at Bob's penis.

Lonnie blushed. "Well, actually it was three. But the 
point is, honey, that it's harmless. The boys got to 
have a fun fantasy, and I got to have some great sex, 
which I like very much, and everybody was happy."

Kammi thought about it for a minute. She looked at Bob. 
"So really, you DON'T want to have sex with me. I mean 
you don't really think I'm sexy, but if my sister 
pretends to be me she's sexy and you like to... you 
know."

Bob opened his mouth but shut it again when Lonnie 
elbowed him in the ribs. "What the hell?" he yelped.

"What he meant to say, honey," said Lonnie, "is that he 
DOES find you attractive, and sexy, but he CAN'T have 
sex with you, so he HAS to pretend that I'm you."

Kammi looked at Bob and said, "Is that right? Do you 
want to have sex with me?"

Bob was moaning in his mind that he'd never understand 
women. He looked at the young girl, almost naked, 
looking delicious and fuckable. He looked at her 
sister, who he'd just filled with his cream.

Lonnie shrugged and said "May as well tell her the 
truth."

He sighed, "Kammi, I've watched you grow from a leggy 
colt into a full blood mare. You're a beautiful sexy 
looking girl as far as I'm concerned. Me and any other 
man on this ranch would love to have sex with you. If 
we could." he added a little belatedly.

Kammi cocked an eyebrow and looked at her sister. "Why 
is it he CAN'T have sex with me?"

"Well sweetie, you're a little young yet," said her 
sister.

"I'm almost as old as you were when you ran off with 
Roger," said Kammi, her chin beginning to jut out.

Lonnie recognized that she was in an argument she might 
not be able to win. 

"Yes, dear, but Roger and I dated for a long time 
before we had sex. Are you telling me you want to have 
sex with Bob?"

Kammi opened her mouth but didn't say anything. She got 
red in the face and crossed her arms under her breasts. 
She didn't want to say "Yes" because he might just 
throw her down and jam that scary looking penis in her 
right then and there. She didn't want to say "No" 
because he was the first man to admit to her, like she 
was an adult, that she was sexy and desirable. She 
would love this man forever for that alone. "I... I... 
I don't know!" she yelled and burst into tears again.

Lonnie got up and pulled Kammi out of the chair. She 
put her arms around her and comforted her. Eventually 
Kammi calmed down a little and Lonnie asked her "What 
did you feel like when you watched us?

Kammi could answer this question. "I felt all excited 
and jumpy and itchy."

"Did you think it looked... disgusting?"

"Oh no!" sighed Kammi. It looked... I don't' know... 
exciting."

"How much did you see?" asked her sister.

"I saw him... kissing you... down there," Kammi 
blushed. "And then he got on top of you and he put it 
in and it made my... my... it made me all itchy between 
my legs."

"Did it make you feel like you wanted to try some of 
those things?" said the woman, holding her sister close 
an safe in an embrace.

"Yes!" said a startled Kammi. "But it's scary too. Does 
that make sense?"

"I know exactly how you feel," said Lonnie. "I felt 
that way the first time Roger touched me and a whole 
bunch of times since then. It's hard to make up your 
mind, isn't it honey?"

Kammi sniffed. "Yes. But YOU like it don't you? You 
said you did."

Lonnie sighed. "I LOVE it Kammi, but I'm used to it and 
I know Bob respects me. The other men do too or I 
wouldn't let them touch me. I know they wouldn't do 
anything to hurt me and that they'd even stop if I told 
them to. That makes it less scary, honey."

Kammi turned to Bob. she darted one quick look at his 
oily looking penis. "You wouldn't hurt me either would 
you Bob? And wouldn't you stop if I asked you to?"

Bob was very conflicted. He hadn't been lying when he 
said he would fuck her if he could. And with this line 
of questioning, it made it sound like she wanted him to 
do just that. His cock stirred. He knew he should try 
to avoid getting into a bad situation, but if he 
answered the question honestly he might put himself in 
just that place.
He tried to sidestep the situation. 

"Well, Kammi, the problem is that you're a virgin, 
right?" 

She nodded. 

"And like your sister said, she's used to it and all, 
and it hurts the first time. Lots of girls swear 
they'll never do it again after their first time."

Kammi looked at him with big dark eyes and then turned 
them on Lonnie. "Did it hurt you the first time?"

Lonnie, who had been as hot as Texas blacktop in July 
when she was deflowered, remembered a stab of pain, but 
that was all. And by the time she got finished with her 
first fuck she was committed to doing that as often as 
she was able to. She looked at her little sister. She 
saw a young woman, who was as curious as she had been, 
who was more developed than she had been. Maybe she WAS 
ready to try some things.

"I remember some pain," she said. "But I don't think 
that's what your question was really about. Kammi, 
honey, are you trying to tell us you'd like to try some 
things? Maybe find out what SOME of this is like? And 
be able to stop whenever you wanted to?"

Kammi knew it was decision time. 

"I think so," she said calmly, even though her stomach 
was full of butterflies. "Yes. Do you think that would 
be OK?" 

She looked at her sister first, and then back at Bob, 
whose penis had continued to react to the young almost 
naked girl in front of him. When her eyes darted down 
to his cock this time they froze.

"Oh! Look!" she said.

Lonnie looked where Kammi was staring and almost 
laughed. Her eyes came up to his face. He looked 
guilty, probably because his cock was more than half 
hard, trying its best to stand up strong and tall 
again.

Kammi stood there trembling. She didn't know what to do 
now. Bob held out his hand. 

"Come here, little darlin'," he said softly. "I'll help 
you learn how to feel good."

She stared at his penis as she took a step. It was 
almost hard now, and was sticking out from his body at 
a drunken angle.

Kammi took a hesitant step toward him, and then 
another. Despite his characterization of her as a 'full 
blood mare' she was like a young colt, curious about a 
cowboy, and wanting to sniff him, but poised for flight 
too.

The first thing Bob did was just hug her. Then he told 
her she was special, and that he had watched her grow 
up and become a beautiful young woman. He said he felt 
lucky to have been able to watch that. He slid his big 
rough hands all over her back and then cupped her butt 
through the flimsy panties of her nightie. He hugged 
her again, pulling her close to his naked body. He 
kissed her neck and she shivered. He kissed along her 
jaw until he got to the corner of her mouth and then 
pulled his face away from hers a little. 

"I want to kiss you and touch you," he said.

"Ok" she said breathlessly.

Now his lips closed on hers. His were warm and pliant 
and whiskery in a way that she hadn't dreamed lips 
could be and it was a new and exciting thing to feel. 
She tried to make her own lips get soft and rubbery 
like his and jumped when his tongue slipped into her 
mouth. At the same time he slipped his hands inside her 
panties and cupped her soft jiggly teen butt. She felt 
a rush of heat and wet in her pussy and moaned.

Lonnie sat and watched as her little sister got 
introduced to... MAN... Maleness... a potential sexual 
partner! That was the only way she could think of it. 
She didn't know if she liked this idea or not, but she 
did know that watching her lover fondle another woman 
was hard to watch.
She got an idea. 

"Kammi, honey?" she said.

Kammi broke the kiss she was in and languidly turned 
her head toward her sister as Bob slipped his lips down 
to her throat and began nuzzling her there. Kammi's 
eyes were half closed and her mouth was slack as she 
looked at Lonnie.

Lonnie leaned closer, trying to get Kammi's attention. 
"Honey, can I... play with Bob, while you do this?"

Kammi's response was a soft "Uh Huh." 

Lonnie snaked her hand between them. Bob was still 
sitting on the bed and Kammi was standing between his 
legs. Lonnie grasped his erection, now complete, and 
began jacking it slowly.

Bob groaned and said "Yeah, baby, that feels nice." 

He slid his hands up Kammi's back and around to the 
sides of her breasts. Sweeping her little baby doll bra 
aside like it was nothing, he let his thumbs slide up 
the bottom of her breasts and across both nipples.

Kammi jumped and said "Ohhh," as she felt a man's hands 
on her breasts for the first time. On their way back 
down, his wrists rotated and his whole hand slid over 
her breasts and she sighed again. All this time he was 
kissing her, licking her lips, sucking her lower lip 
and whispering to her that she was hot, and that she 
made him hot.

He said "Look at your sister's hand... see what you did 
to me?... you're making me so turned on baby."

Kammi stared at the prick her sister's hand was sliding 
up and down. Now that she could see it up close she 
could see that it wasn't smooth at all. It had all 
kinds of bumps and veins on it. It wasn't completely 
straight either. It had a bend in it. she thought about 
how he had pushed that big stiff thing in his sister 
and shivered.

"Don't worry baby," said Bob soothingly. "It won't hurt 
you, I promise. Why don't you touch it a little, see 
what it feels like."

Kammi slowly brought up one of her hands, which had 
been hanging limp at her sides as her body was stroked 
and kissed. She petted the helmet of his cock, like she 
would a dog, and then brought one fingertip back to it, 
pushing and rubbing the tip a little.

"It's SOFT!" she said amazed. "It looks hard, but it's 
actually soft".

"It doesn't feel soft to me" said Lonnie as she 
stroked. She reached up and got Kammi's hand and 
wrapped it around Bob's stalk. Kammi's hand barely fit 
all the way around it.

"Wow" she sighed, as her own hand slid slowly down. She 
watched carefully as his foreskin peeled back, baring 
the head. There was slippery white stuff caught in the 
folds of that skin, left over from his earlier cum in 
Lonnie.

"That white stuff,," said Kammi, breathing more quickly 
"That's what you squirted in Lonnie."

"Yes," said Bob's deep voice.

"It's what you wanted to shoot into me," she said.

"Yes" he said again.

"It makes babies," she said, pumping him a little 
faster now.

"Yes."

"If it got in me... in my... pussy... it could make 
a... baby?"

"Yes," he groaned.

"And it doesn't make a baby in my sister because..."

"I'm on the pill honey,," said Lonnie, sliding her hand 
up and down her sister's back.

"But I'm not on the pill," panted Kammi.

"No, baby, that's why we don't want Bob to squirt 
inside you."

"But if I keep doing this he will squirt, right?" she 
said as she jacked him a little faster.

"Ohhhh yeah" he groaned. "Kammi, that feels so good, 
can I touch you... here?" he asked as he slid his hand 
into the front of her panties and between her legs. Her 
pubic hair was soft as a baby's butt.

Kammi felt a shock go through her as his fingers grazed 
across her pussy lips. She squatted instinctively, 
giving his hand more room and was rewarded by his 
fingers mashing her pussy lips.

"Ohhh yes," she said, a little late.

Bob stuck his middle finger in her pussy and hooked it 
to avoid her hymen, if she had one, as she pounded his 
meat faster. He stood up so he could get to her pussy 
better.

"Ohh your finger... it's in my pussy," she moaned. She 
jacked hard. "It makes me feel so funny. 

He jerked his finger in and out of her teen puss. He 
rubbed her innocent clitty. Her sister's hand slid up 
and pinched her puffy adolescent nipple. The sweet pain 
of that wasn't at all what Kammi had thought it would 
be like, and she understood better what her sister had 
been doing to her own nipples. Lonnie pulled harder and 
twisted the nipple and something inside Kammi snapped.

Kammi had her first grown up orgasm.

She squatted some more, because her knees got a little 
weak. Bob held her up with the finger in her pussy, 
which put extreme pressure on her clit. She went off 
like a firecracker, dropping Bob's cock and holding on 
to his shoulders as she came hard.

Lonnie was there and ready. She grabbed Bob's cock and 
stuffed it in her mouth, sucking hard. With a groan he 
came. Lonnie swallowed one shot, but then pulled her 
mouth off and jacked on his prick, making it spray all 
over the front of her little sister/s baby doll 
nightgown. She made it go on Kammi's bare legs. She 
wanted Kammi to know what kind of mess one of these 
things could make. It was Bob's second cum in less than 
an hour, and though he didn't have a full load left, he 
was a healthy man who could make a lot of semen on 
short notice.

Lonnie flopped down on the bed, throwing her naked legs 
apart. "What about me?" she moaned. 

Bob kissed Kammi long and hard as he pulled his finger 
out of her virgin cunt and said, "Thanks, little 
darlin'... that was fun! But I got to take care of the 
boss lady." He kissed her again quickly and she 
watched, eyes wide as he dove between her sister's legs 
and began slurping and licking Lonnie's pussy.

She leaned in to watch as his tongue teased Lonnie's 
grown up clit. It was big and her floppy pussy lips 
were just below it. He could suck both her clit and her 
pussy lips into his mouth and bite chew them. He did 
that, sucking on it sometimes, and Lonnie went crazy. 
Her hips jerked and flopped and she came hard, yelling 
about how good it felt and telling him if he stopped 
she'd horsewhip him. He kept licking and sucking her 
until she pushed at his head, crying "OK... OK... OK, 
that's enough... I can't take it any more."


Chapter 3: Kammi Learns How


Kammi seemed happy with the way things had gone, and 
Lonnie was just worn out after a string of orgasms. 
Lonnie's bed was a King sized one, so after Kammi 
stripped off her spermed up nightgown, they all 
collapsed in the bed and slept through until morning.

When they woke, Bob had a nice morning woody, and 
Lonnie showed Kammi how to suck a man off.

Kammi said that sounded "icky", but watched raptly as, 
with a combination of mouth and hand, Lonnie soon had 
Bob's hips arching up off the bed as he bellowed he was 
cumming. Lonnie swallowed most of his spunk, but saved 
some in her mouth to show her sister.

Then she swallowed it too and said "It only seems icky 
until you taste it. Bob's is nice tasting and I love to 
drink his cum." 

Kammi looked uncertain and Lonnie said "Here, take his 
cock and squeeze it like you're milking a cow. There's 
another drop of it in there. When you squeeze that out, 
just touch it with the tip of your tongue. You'll see. 
Trust me."

Kammi did that, and sure enough, when she squeezed and 
milked, a big glob of thick white stuff oozed out of 
the tip of his cock. Kammi leaned over and tasted the 
stuff, expecting to want to spit. At first it had no 
taste at all, but then she detected a faint sweetness. 
she licked the tip and got the rest of the glob on her 
tongue. It WAS faintly sweet... different than anything 
else she'd ever tasted, but not 'icky' at all.

They got up and had breakfast. Kammi went about her 
chores with new energy, both because she was getting 
better, and because she felt so grown up.

At lunch she asked Lonnie if it was normal to feel 
horny all the time. Lonnie laughed and said "The first 
time I had an orgasm and figured out I could do it 
almost any time I wanted to, I was horny for a week 
straight. Don't worry about it, but remember, all the 
men would like to do things with you, so don't tease 
them. I don't need them chasing you all over the place 
trying to put a baby in that pretty tummy of yours."

In some ways that made Kammi even more horny. She began 
noticing how the men looked at her, and it made her 
panties wet to see that every one of them had hot eyes 
when they thought she wasn't watching. That night at 
supper she smiled at several of the men and tried to 
talk to each one. She made sure to talk to them all and 
tried not to be flirty.
They lavished attention on her as her bemused sister 
looked on.

Lonnie whispered in Bob's ear "We'd better get her on 
the pill soon or we're gonna have problems." 

He grinned and nodded before whispering back "I talked 
with the boys. They know she's off limits, but I can't 
control their fantasies."

Lonnie thought for a minute. "Maybe I should give her 
one of my dildos."

Bob laughed. "I thought you said you threw them all out 
when you let me in your bed that first time."

She grinned. "Not ALL of them. I figured you'd piss me 
off from time to time and I might still need one." 

He laughed and they finished supper. Several of the men 
asked if they could go into town that night too. Having 
Kammi on the ranch was sure making the love lives of 
their girl friends better.

After supper Kammi asked Lonnie if anything was going 
to happen that night. Lonnie played with her. 'Happen? 
Oh I don't know, it might rain."

Kammi stamped her foot. "You know what I mean. I told 
you, I'm horny. Can I play with Bob some more tonight?"

Lonnie laughed and said "We'll have to ask him, but I 
have a pretty good idea of what his answer will be."

Bob agreed happily to sleep with the two women again 
that night. He still had a few things to finish up 
outside, but when his work was done he went to the 
house and found both women still up, watching TV.

"I'm gonna grab a shower," he said.

Lonnie perked up. "Kammi, you should go take one with 
him. That's fun, I promise."

Kammi jumped up excitedly and Bob took her hand and led 
her to the big master bath with it's four foot wide 
shower.

She blushed as she stripped in front of him, and again 
he told her how beautiful she was. With the warm water 
flowing over them they embraced and kissed. Kammi felt 
his erection slide between her legs and she loved the 
feel of it on her vulva as she ground her loins against 
his. His hands on her back and butt made her feel weak 
inside. Suddenly she knew, beyond any doubt, that this 
man would be the first to push his firm prick into her 
belly. She didn't know when it would happen, but it no 
longer scared her.

She raised her face to his and said so. "You will be my 
first, you know."

He didn't understand her at first, but when he did he 
smiled. "I'd be honored sweetie, but let's not rush 
things, OK?" She nodded and he kissed her. His cock 
poked her in the stomach and she looked down at it.

She sank to her knees and cupped his balls with one 
hand while she circled his cock with the other and 
jacked it gently. she was fascinated with the skin that 
covered and uncovered the head. She remembered how her 
sister had sucked on that knob and her mouth opened. 
She leaned forward and was thrilled to find that the 
texture of the skin on his cock felt wonderful to her 
tongue.

Bob groaned, "Oh baby, you have no idea how good that 
makes me feel. Suck it a little." 

She did and as her cheeks caved in with the suction he 
leaned forward, slipping more of his cock into her 
mouth.

She decided she liked this.

Bob made her stop though, saying that if he came he 
wouldn't be any good to either of them for a little 
while. She stood up and pressed her wet naked front to 
his and felt his cock slide into the little empty 
triangle area between her thighs. Once again the top of 
his long hard cock was sliding along her pussy lips and 
she felt her pussy spurt some girl juice from up inside 
of her.

She kissed him for a long time, playing with his tongue 
and lips, like he had hers. She wanted more and grabbed 
his hand, pushing it between her legs.

He knew what she needed. He slicked a soapy finger into 
her pussy mouth, learning in the process that her 
cherry had been lost to some accident or tampons, or 
maybe even her fingers. He slid it further, feeling the 
tightness of her unused channel and then wiggled it 
deeper until he could feel her cervix with his 
fingertip. He rimmed that rubbery mouth, trying to find 
out if she was one of those women who loved it, or if 
it caused her discomfort, as it did in some. When she 
jerked spasmodically as an orgasm washed over her, he 
knew he'd found one of her "on" buttons.

"OOoohhhhhheeeee!!" she whined as the pleasure 
overloaded her senses and she squatted. He went down 
with her, doing his best to maintain full penetration. 
He pulled on her with that impaling finger and helped 
her stand up. He bent over and sucked one of her teen 
nipples into his mouth and rimmed her cervix again.

She blubbered with pleasure at the feel of something 
hard and straight deep inside her. If that was what 
fucking felt like she wanted to try it tonight.

"Bed" she sobbed and he picked her up, cradling her in 
his arms. He grabbed an armful of towels on the way out 
and took her to the bed she would lose her virginity 
in.

Lonnie was waiting for them. She'd worked herself up 
into a frenzy with her fingers and a big black silicone 
dildo she'd recovered from a box in the back of her 
closet. When she heard Kammi's moans she knew the girl 
was in heat. Bob was pretty worked up too. His prick 
stood straight and hard as a rock, standing up at 
almost seventy degrees from his body. He dropped the 
moaning girl on the bed and forced her legs apart, 
diving his face between them.

"OOOHHWWWWW!!" Cried Kammi as his tongue bored into her 
and then flicked her little teen clitty. He licked and 
sucked at her sexual portal until her hips were making 
rhythmic fucking motions and she was babbling.

Lonnie leaned over her, showing her the big black 
dildo. "You want to try this a little bit honey?" she 
asked, wagging the rubber thing in Kammi's face.

Kammi's eyes dilated at the sight of that prick. She 
reached out and felt it.

It wasn't warm, like Bob's.

"His," she gasped, pointing at Bob.

Lonnie's pussy gushed. Her little sister was going to 
lose her virginity right here and now. "You're sure 
baby?"

"Now!" huffed Kammi, jerking her hips up some more.

Bob crawled up and covered Kammi's pale teen body.

Lonnie reached in and positioned his rampant prick at 
her baby sister's pussy lips. He nudged it in and Kammi 
hissed. He stopped and she panted, "Don't... stop!"

He didn't know if she meant "Don't!" and "Stop!" or if 
she meant "Don't stop!"

Her fingernails digging into his ass cheeks, pulling 
him into her solved that problem and he let his weight 
slide his sword into her scabbard.

He expected her to tense up, to scream, to cry out.

Instead he yelled himself as her manicured nails dug 
holes in his ass cheeks. He bottomed out and his prick 
head took the place of his finger, rubbing against her 
cervix, stimulating the pleasure center located there.

Kammi gave a wrench that lifted her butt and all of Bob 
off the bed as she arched her loins up to receive the 
deepest penetration. His cockhead pushed deeper, making 
her tissues stretch, and her cervical mouth go round, 
instead of oval. It also opened a little when he did 
this, which boded well for the sperm that were leaking 
out of his cock as he fucked her for the first time.

Now she screeched as she exploded into an intense 
orgasm and her pussy clamped down on his cock with a 
force he couldn't believe. That pussy spasmed and her 
milkmaid's muscles began working frantically.

Bob wasn't prepared for this. Her lovely young body, 
her willingness to let him fuck her, her demand for 
deep penetration all sent him over the edge and, 
without warning, his cock belched and fired a long 
thick sticky cord of cum straight against that slightly 
open cervical mouth. His sperm wiggled their way 
happily into her womb as he whimpered, pulled out 
fractionally and humped back in, giving her two more 
long rich spurts before his brain caught up with his 
body.

With a cry of dismay he jerked his cock out of the 
girl, still spewing his baby batter all over the place 
and losing eight four inch strips of skin off his ass 
cheeks in the process.

Lonnie saw that telltale double hump of Bob's and 
guessed what had happened. He was a good lover, but 
sometimes she was able to get him to cum as soon as he 
penetrated her. If he was really worked up and she 
pushed the right buttons, she could get his jizz BEFORE 
he put it all the way in her.

She took a breath to yell at him to pull out when he 
did just that. Kammi's awful moan of despair at losing 
the fullness in her pussy flooded the room.

Not knowing what else to do Lonnie stuck the dildo in 
her sister's pussy.

Kammi put both hands on the rubber dick and shoved it 
in her as far as it would go, but still wailed, "NO I 
WANT HIM!!"

Bob had grabbed his dick, not knowing whether to clamp 
it off or jack it off. Kammi's cry caused him to do the 
former, stopping his ejaculation cold. He felt pain in 
his balls as he stopped it, and his cock head became 
super sensitive. He looked at Lonnie and she fell 
backwards beside her sister, legs flung open. He threw 
himself on her and began spewing again as soon as he 
was seated in her pussy.

He groaned with relief as his balls emptied into 
Lonnie.

Kammi was pissed when it was all over. She didn't like 
the dildo, though it had helped a little when Bob had 
jerked his prick out of her overheated and sperm-soaked 
pussy.

Lonnie explained that Bob had started cumming in her 
and HAD to pull out to avoid making a baby in Kammi's 
belly.

Kammi felt like her very first fuck had been ruined 
because it was interrupted right in the best part. The 
only way she could be consoled was for Bob to promise 
that as soon as he could get it up again he'd fuck her 
again.

They played until he was hard and he mounted her again. 
Again he couldn't last and had to pull out as the first 
long rope of cum ripped through his cock, splattering 
all along the insides of her pussy as he jerked it out.

Kammi was furious and Bob felt like a kid on a date who 
squirted before he even got it out of his pants.

There was no way he could get it up a third time and 
Kammi had to be satisfied with the promise that his 
morning hardon would be hers, and that he'd give her 
three or four more orgasms with his mouth before 
bedtime. Bob agreed, but whispered to Lonnie that he 
thought they'd created a monster.

Kammi proved her disdain for worrying about getting 
knocked up by the simple expedient of demanding that 
she be on top in the morning. She hopped on Bob and her 
already-wet pussy slid down his pole like a wedding 
ring on a greasy finger.

She rode him until SHE was satisfied, which meant that 
when his cock belched a full load, it all went in her 
pussy because she sat down hard on him and he COULDN'T 
pull out. She snarled happily as he complained he was 
cumming and she felt his wet heat filling her up.

Lonnie looked on more or less helplessly, warning Kammi 
that Bob was going to be a father if she kept that kind 
of thing up, and that their Mom and Dad would kill them 
all.

Kammi just didn't care. She wanted that stiff thing up 
in her and she wanted to feel it go off too... inside 
her.

How they got through that first summer without Kammi 
getting fat was a mystery to all of them. But when she 
went home, her stomach was flat as a pancake and nicely 
toned too.

***

It took Lonnie almost a week to get the boys to perk up 
after Kammi went home. She had to threaten to fire two 
of them, and pretend to be Kammi in bed with two 
others, but finally things got back to normal.

Throughout the school year Lonnie called regularly and 
asked Kammi how she was doing. She worried that her 
little sister's love of bareback sex would undo her and 
ruin things if she got pregnant by some pimply faced 
boy.

It took several months for Lonnie to realize that, back 
home, and in school, Kammi was the model student and 
stayed clear of sex. She didn't have a boy friend, and 
only went on the occasional date. Kammi insisted she 
was saving herself, which seemed odd.

The next year Lonnie invited her back to the ranch, but 
demanded she had to be on the pill. They didn't dare 
ask her parents to take her to a doctor, so Lonnie 
picked her up at the station and took her straight to 
the doctor's office. Then it was straight to the 
pharmacy. Lonnie watched as Kammi broke open the first 
little foil-sealed bubble, extracted the pill, and 
swallowed it.

She was supposed to stay away from sex until the pills 
kicked in, but within two hours of arriving at the 
ranch, Kammi had Bob's cock deep in her pussy and it 
was spurting just like it had the year before.

By the time the pills WERE in effect she had made a 
friendship with Toby, a single man who had worked on 
the ranch for four years. He was one of the men who 
helped Lonnie through her husband's death, and who had 
shared her bed several times, the last time being after 
Kammi left the previous fall. He was one of the two 
that Lonnie had to sleep with to perk him up enough to 
get back to work.

Kammi announced one day that she was going to help Toby 
with the fence mending, and when they came back Toby 
couldn't look anyone in the face. Kammi, on the other 
hand, was bouncy and bubbly and happy as a lark.

Bob looked at Lonnie and winked. "At last, I get some 
well deserved rest."

Lonnie laughed and said "At last, I get some well 
deserved cock!"

It wasn't long before Kammi worked every day with Toby 
and not much longer than that before she "stayed out 
under the stars" one night "because they were so 
beautiful". Lonnie pulled her aside one day long enough 
to explain that, as long as the work got done nobody 
cared, but the work had to get done. Kammi smiled 
widely, saying "Thank you." Her affair lasted all 
summer and there were tears and moans when she left for 
home in the fall.

***

Again, Kammi was the model student, and there was no 
hint that she knew anything about sex. She turned 18 
that year and graduated the next spring.

She moved directly to the ranch after graduation.

Her belly started swelling by fall.

When the baby was born it was a tossup whether he 
looked like Toby... or Bob.

As the beautiful boy nursed at his momma's breast, 
Kammi didn't care. She was too busy planning on making 
another one.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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