"I was thinking," Mike said, sipping his coffee thoughtfully. "If Kevin and I stayed here, you wouldn't need those hired hands. Hell, I know for certain that Kevin and I can do as much work as the three of them, and the labor would be cheaper."
"That does make sense," Jan replied, blowing a cloud of smoke toward the ceiling. She glanced quickly over at Kevin, looking for some sign of acceptance or denial in his eyes. Seeing none, she continued. "But I thought you and Kevin had had it with the country life. Too dull, as I recall."
Kevin cleared his throat. The memory of Jan's shapely body pressed against his own as they thrust their hips together, fucking madly, was vivid in his mind.
"I think that Mike might have something there. It'll get a little crowded in the house, but at least we'll be keeping the profits in the family."
Kevin was unaware that Kandi had sucked Mike's cock the night before. And he didn't know that only a few hours earlier Mike had fucked Desiree into a wrenching orgasm on her part and squirted his salty load of cum all over her face. What he did know was that he wanted Kandi's lips sliding sensually over his cock again, and he wanted to fuck Jan some more.
"You really think we ought to do it?" Mike asked.
"Why not?" Kevin replied.
Since Jan did most of the hard labor work, Kandi and Desiree always made supper and washed the dishes. As they did that work, Mike, Kevin and Jan sat in the small living room, sipping cold beers.
"I really think this ranch is going to flourish," Kevin said softly to no one in particular. "With Mike and I here to do the really difficult stuff and Desiree and Kandi doing the light chores, we'll have this place turning a hefty profit in no time."
In the kitchen, as Kandi dried the freshly washed dishes, she decided that fucking wasn't just something she wanted to do, fucking was something she had to do. Convinced that her crazy brothers weren't interested in anything but her blow-jobs, she decided to go see the hired hands. They would be more than willing to fuck her cunt until her hot, neglected pussy exploded in a frothy fountain of girl-cum.
As soon as the dishes were clean, Kandi left, saying she needed to take a walk. Hardly had the door closed behind her when Desiree began to think of ways to get Mike away from Jan and Kevin. She, too, was interested in getting fucked.
Desiree was just finishing wiping the table clean when Mike walked into the kitchen, an empty beer can in his hand.
"Mike," Desiree whispered urgently, stepping so close to her brother that the full swells of her tits nearly touched his chest. "I need it, Mike."
She reached between his legs and grabbed his prick through his pants, squeezing firmly. "I want your cock right fucking now."
"Later we can fuck," he answered, looking down at her plump, creamy cleavage. "Wait until the others are asleep and then we can fuck without getting caught."
As Mike and Desiree planned their tryst in the kitchen, Jan and Kevin were making good use of the short time they had together.
"How can we sneak out without Mike figuring something's up?" Kevin asked, sliding close to Jan on the couch. "Damn it, Sis, I've got to fuck you again."
Jan took Kevin's face in her soft hands and kissed him quickly on the lips.
"Outside would be best," she whispered. "Just wait until the others go to sleep."
"What's wrong with your room? You sleep alone!"
Before the conversation could go any further, Mike and Desiree returned, both smiling broadly and bringing enough full beers with them for everyone.
Kandi didn't return until long past midnight. And when she did return, it was obvious what she had done. Her hair, which previously had been parted on the side and brushed loosely back in soft waves, messy just enough to make it fashionable, was now wild looking. Blobs of dried cum clung to her hair, and a white drop of cum had dried on her neck.
"Home sweet home," Kandi murmured as she stepped in the house, closing the door quietly behind her.
She lit a cigarette and plopped down in a hard wooden chair in the kitchen, collecting her thoughts of what had happened in the past four hours.
It had started outside the small cabin the three hired hands shared. Kandi looked in the window to see the men playing poker. Her cunt itching for hard cock, she decided to give the men treatment not normally allotted most employees by their employers.
Kandi quickly slithered out of her shoes, jeans and peasant blouse. Wearing just panties, Kandi stepped into the room and said, "Come on, boys! Fuck while the fucking's good!"
The action that followed left Kandi an exhausted, but happy, teenager. She was carried to a bed and immediately one of the men shoved down his pants, took off Kandi's panties, and started fucking. Because of Kandi's excited state before she walked into the cabin, she climaxed after only a few strokes of the man's prick.
Kandi climaxed a second time when her lover shot a load of cum in her cunt. As he flooded her pussy, Kandi moaned blissfully. Huddled near her head, the other two men were arguing for the right of sinking their cocks into her mouth. Kandi, playing the diplomat, took turns sucking their cocks.
As soon as the man shot his cum in Kandi's cunt, he moved from between her legs and another man took his place, fucking his hard prick into her soft, clamping pussy until Kandi was once again quivering on the bed in the early blissful throes of another climax.
Kandi sucked and stroked their cocks. The soft cock in her mouth that had only minutes before worked her clit into cumming was now fiercely hard again, fucking between her lips. As Kandi sucked that cock, she worked her cunt muscles deftly around the prick in her cunt and stroked her fingers tightly over the cock of the third man kneeling on the bed.
As Kandi worked her lips and tongue over the fucking pricks, she heard a choked gasp but wasn't sure which man had groaned. A second later, blasts of cum landed on her face and she turned her head to drink down the last few spurts of jism from the man.
It seemed to Kandi that the cumming never stopped. She'd just get one man's cum in her pussy when another hired hand would squirt his salty load against her tongue. She tried desperately to keep up with it all, to have her mouth in the right place at the right time, but sometimes a man would cum because of her stroking hand and the jism would spurt onto her face and in her hair.
It went on for hours like that. Kandi's lips became sore and her cunt was filled to overflowing with spunk. It eventually got to the point where the men were sitting at the table playing poker and Kandi was beneath it, taking turns sucking the men off one last time.
Jan heard Kandi open and close the door. She hadn't been able to sleep as the thought of fucking Kevin danced gloriously in her mind. She wanted his muscular, slender body tossing madly above her as she clamped her hard thighs around his hips. She wanted his lips pressed against hers and she wanted, more than anything else, to feel his long, hard-driving prick fucking her into a racking cum.
In the other bedroom, both Mike and Kevin were pretending to be asleep. But then, just as soon as either one would start to get out of his bed, he would realize the other wasn't asleep. So the game continued, each waiting for the other to really fall asleep so he could meet with his sister for a hot night of heavy, hard fucking.
Finally Kevin got out of bed, mumbling – for Mike's benefit, should he be listening – that he had to take a leak. Slipping quietly out the door, he made a dash for Jan's room, stepping inside and closing the door behind him.
"Are you here?" Kevin whispered in the total darkness. "I can't see a damn thing."
"I'm in bed," Jan replied, her voice a sultry purr.
Kevin walked forward tentatively, the surroundings unfamiliar. His shin struck a chair and Kevin cursed silently, wishing he had looked in the room when it was light out so he'd know where he was going.
Jan propped herself up on one elbow, pushing the blankets away from her supple body. She wore panties and nothing else to bed. Staring into the darkness, she couldn't see anything, but she could hear the faint footfalls of Kevin's feet.
Suddenly Kevin felt the mattress against his thighs and he stopped walking. He was just about to get in bed when he felt a hand grab first his thigh, then move quickly up his leg to his crotch.
Jan curled her fingers in the elastic top of Kevin's underwear and jerked them down his thighs. Though his cock wasn't more than a few inches from her face, she couldn't see his prick.
"Wait," she whispered, curling her lingers around his thick, heavily veined cockshaft. Even in the darkness, she had no trouble finding his cockhead. Her full, moist lips pressed lightly against his round prick-knob, then parted as she took his cock-meat into the warm recesses of her mouth.
"Ohhhhh!" Kevin groaned, wishing he had something to hang on to. His knees felt weak and, standing in the total darkness with the end of his cock being bathed in Jan's warm mouth, he had trouble keeping his balance.
Jan pushed her face forward, kneading his cockshaft as she accepted more of his hard, tasty prick into her mouth. Her tongue rolled and scraped over his slick cock-flesh, rubbing hard once, then softly. Her lips clamped around his prick, squeezing his cockshaft into even greater hardness.
"Mmmmmmm!" Jan moaned. She was still on her side, leaning on her elbow as her other hand squeezed and stroked her brother's cock. Her mounds of titflesh swayed.
Kevin started moving his hips slowly back and forth, fucking his prick into Jan's mouth, between her firmly sucking lips, until his cockhead pressed against the opening of her throat. He pulled back then balancing the tip of his prick against the pink tongue that delighted him. After letting Jan work her frisking tongue around his throbbing cock-tip, he once again plunged his quivering prick back into her mouth.
Reaching down, Kevin entwined Jan's soft curls in his fingers. He loved the feel and softness of her hair against his palms. Letting his fingertips trail over the side of her face, he felt her sunken-in cheek.
Jan turned her head slightly to one side and waited for Kevin's fucking prick to fuck back in her mouth. His fat cockhead shoved through her lips' embrace and she opened her jaw wide, letting his prick-knob slide between her teeth and cheek. Her face bulged out massively.
Kevin's fingers were on Jan's cheek when he suddenly felt his prick stretching out her face. The thought of what she must look like flashed in his mind like a projector had suddenly been turned on in his head.
"I've got to fuck you," Kevin whispered urgently. He pushed his underwear farther down his legs, then stepped out of them. Then he put one knee on the bed and started to get on. The creaking, ancient bedsprings sounded as loud as gunshots in the stillness of the room.
"What's wrong?" Jan hissed when Kevin stopped abruptly. "Is someone up?"
"If we fuck on the bed, we'll wake the entire house," Kevin said, bending down to speak directly into his sister's ear. "We'll have to do it on the floor or outside."
Jan slipped out of bed, rubbing her hard nipples against Kevin's stomach as she dropped silently to the floor. Once again she started sucking his cock, sitting between Kevin's spread legs as he stood.
Kevin's prick was throbbing and his balls ached to release their cum. Jan's blow-job was terrific, but he wanted to sink his prick into her pussy. After all, Kandi had sucked his prick thoroughly that afternoon, so fucking was what he was lacking.
He knelt slowly, his wet, hard prick slipping out of Jan's mouth to rub against her neck, then slide between her tits as he got to his knees. He was sort of sitting on Jan's stomach with her legs splayed out behind him.
Bending forward, taking Jan's face in his hands and pulling her up, his lips finally met with hers. They kissed lovingly, tongues darting and searching. Kevin's prick was nestled between the firm, soft mounds of Jan's tits and she wiggled her shoulders slightly to slap his cock-meat erotically with her swaying tits. Kevin, not quite as adventurous as his older brother, didn't even think of sliding his spit-wet prick between Jan's tits. Instead, he slipped lower on her body, pressing Jan hard against the wooden floor. He felt her tits mash against his chest and felt the softness of her panties rubbing against the underside of his prick.
"Ohhhhh! I've been thinking about you all day!" Kevin hissed, squeezing one lush tit in his hand.
Jan pushed her fingers through Kevin's long, wavy hair. She sucked on his tongue and arched her back, pressing her tit harder against his palm. Her nipple was aflame with lust, bolts of pleasure tingling from the hard nubbin all through her body.
When Kevin's fingers caught the top edge of Jan's panties, she raised her ass and he slipped them past the full, firm swell of her ass. A second later, his finger was grazing boldly against her pussylips, searching for the opening of her cunt.
"I'm already hot," Jan whispered. "Just shove your cock in!"
Kevin raised himself and slithered between Jan's spread thighs. He felt her hand wrap around his throbbing cockhead, then slide down his prickshaft. When her hairy pussylips were rubbing against his cock-knob, he thrust his hips forward just an inch. Immediately her cuntlips parted and enveloped his prick-knob.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Jan whispered, slipping her arms under his to scratch his back. She hooked her feet against the backs of Kevin's knees, locking his body loosely to her own.
Kevin fucked into her gaping cunt slowly, working in just a fraction of his cock's length with each push of his hips. The progress was tantalizingly slow, but terribly, gloriously exciting for both of them. Soon he was fucking his prick full-length into her cunt, mashing his pelvis against hers, holding her shuddering body close to his own shuddering body.
The room was filled with soft hissing as Jan and Kevin tried to control their breathing. There was something special about fucking, knowing that at any minute they might be discovered. The reality of this heightened their pleasure, made it all the more precious. It let them know that happiness should be grasped whenever possible and caution be damned.
"You're… so… hot!" Kevin whispered between thrusts of his hips.
"You're filling me up," Jan countered, working her hips from side to side, taking Kevin's prick from a slightly different angle each time he fucked through her clutching cuntlips.
Their lips joined again, a willful act to silence their hoarse breathing. They knew they shouldn't be talking, but it seemed to be the most natural thing to do – to speak lovingly of one another – when they weren't kissing.
The kiss seemed to last an eternity. And while they kissed, their fierce fucking continually getting faster, hotter and harder.
Soon Kevin felt Jan arch up, raising him higher, and shiver all over. He felt the juicy warmth of girl-cum seeping out of her cunt, moistening his balls whenever he fucked her.
Soft mewls came from Jan as she sucked on Kevin's tongue. Her body went rigid, then completely lax as her pussy juice streamed from her feverish pussy. She scratched Kevin's pounding ass, spurring him on. And then she felt her cunt being deluged with his hot, thick cum. The sensation of having her pussy flooded with Kevin's jism sent Jan's tingling body into another series of racking orgasms.
"Precious… precious… precious…" Kevin whispered as he slumped down on Jan's heaving body. He kissed her neck and flicked his tongue over her ear, trying to figure put why he had gotten so lucky.