August Moone
Timing is Everything
Chapter 22
Down Home County Lovin’

	A few days after the cast came off of his arm he was ready for it to be put back on--this after working very hard at the sawmill.  Now with two good arms the “18 yr old” worked steady and hard.  He was still August Moone, but August Moone at eighteen.  He wasn’t sure how old he had been in the previous “time periods.”
	He went with John Sr. and John-boy down the mountain into Charlottesville to deliver the load of lumber.  John-boy, too, wanted to look for some writing supplies--he was something of an aspiring writer.
	August took a long look around the bustling city, the peoples, cars, time period all were enthralling.  He didn’t have much time so he made the most of it--he crossed the street, ducked down an alley, made use of the advantages of the Device and entered the nearest bank.
	He didn’t make off with a lot, just a few extra dollars.  He so noted the townsfolk--lots of townsfolks, pretty ones all in a row--so to speak.  Nice, young, pretty.  With a Device like he had--he could be anything, a spy, a super hero--anything.  
	But it wasn’t to be so for a one August Moone--he had other plans.

	Back home on Waltons Mountain things moved right along in proper prospective; such as the incident of young Elizabeth breaking a window.  The kids all were out playing and excitedly young ten-year-old Elizabeth tossed the baseball and in her giddiness she tossed the ball too hard and in the wrong direction--it broke out an upstairs window.
	The window was going to be costly to replace--daddy John Sr. was pissed.  He had been at the sawmill and had warned the kids about their foolhardy playing too close to the house.  He jerked Elizabeth to him and swatted her ass right then and there--then, on his own, he dragged her to the “old woodshed.”  (it was actually a smoke house, but you get the idea.)
	August made himself scarce and followed la Stealthmode-like.
	He was just in time, Elizabeth had her kiddie-shortie dress hiked up and her kiddie white brief panties hiked down.  Papa John was letting her have it--firstly by hand paddling her hind end but good, then--he-he-he-, he unleashed his schlong and stuffed her.
	August was shocked.  He didn’t think John had it in him--but now he had it in HER!!  HA HA!  Elizabeth didn’t put up much of a fuss, a little, squirming about as she should--but for the most part--she took the “punishment” and John Sr. unloaded in her.
	He pumped vigorously for several minutes and then unleashed a torrent of man juice.  When done he pulled out and slapped her ass with his cock then jerked her down to her knees.  Elizabeth wailed and held her sore cum laden ass.  John pressed his flaccid member to her face, “Now,” he scolded her, “you gonna mind me and do as yer told!?”
	Elizabeth nodded and wailed moreso.  John stuffed her mouth with his cock and pushed her head back and forth until she began to do the job on her own.  August was most curious--was this the norm--for the family?  Had he done likewise to the other girls, the boys?  Did Olivia know?  Did the grandparents?
	When he was “done” cumming in her mouth, he stood her up, hugged her, caressed her ass and then pulled her panties up, a gentle pat on the ass to send her back among the others.  John pissed on the brick wall holding back some of the mountain then returned to the sawmill.
	
	There, too, was the day August strolled along the lane, just strolling, nothing in particular on his destination.  It had been a month and a couple of days for his stay with the Waltons, he was liking it.  He still yearned for the Old West, but this time period suited him, too; although he dread the impending War no one knew about yet.
	He soon came to the Reverend Fordwick’s house.  He was the local Baptist minister and had a small quaint abode.  August noted that his Narly Senses were directing to check up on the house with its white picket fence, roses, and all.
	He was most shocked to find Mary Ellen in the good Reverend’s house; they were doing a little more than Bible Study!  The drapes and curtains were all drawn, but the doors weren’t locked.  August utilized stealth to the extreme and slipped into the backdoor at the kitchen.  Peering into a sitting room he saw Mary Ellen, butt bare assed naked astride Fordwick’s lap.  The man had only his white Christian shirt on, it was unbuttoned.  Mary Ellen sat on his lap with her back to him her cunt filled to the brim with his cock.
	Unlike the other reverends August had encountered this one didn’t spout out any words of scripture--only groans of pleasure as he fucked away at the 17ish year old.
	When after Fordwick had cum, he jutted and his energy plummeted quickly; Mary Ellen, however, was still on fire.  She pulled up and turned about, cum dripping from her cunny.  She was a lovely girl, a Plain Jane, brown hair, and very nice when naked (and dripping with cum.)  She went to her knees and in between her minister’s knees, cupped his balls and began nuzzling his soiled dick.  She soon engulfed the member and sucked him to an erect state of being.  Much to the pleasure of the Reverend Harddick!
	Mary Ellen worked the man’s cock until it spouted, she slurped like a pro, sucked on his shaft and then did a little work on his balls before climbing up onto his lap and settling down.  Fordwick took her delightful teenage breasts and enjoyed them, each one!

	After overhearing a conversation between John-boy and brother Ben about Ms. Hunter--the school marm, August decided to lend a hand.  Both boys yearned to see the woman naked, out behind the barn, or on her desk.  The boys happily yanked their chains as they fantasized about doinking the 33 year old.
	At Ike Godsey’s general store on an errand for Ms. Walton August caught sight of Ike’s wandering-feasting eye--settling on young adopted daughter Amy and youngest Walton Elizabeth.
	The HUD had been working marvelously and finally freed up an old favorite, Q&A.  It wasn’t the original, it had been enhanced or something, but close counts.
	When the two Subjects went outside gnawing on their licorice August had gotten for them, August “quizzed” the proprietor.  He had to be sneaky and not overly “zap” the man, just create a mind-link with him and thusly engage in a convo of Q&A.
	“You’d like to see those two naked, wouldn’t you?” August launched the first salvo.
	Ike nodded, licked his lips and peered at the two Subjects as they meandered about outside.
	“You’d like to fuck them, wouldn’t you.” salvo two.
	Ike paused, began to sweat and then nodded that it was so.  He gouged his rising bone surreptitiously with the heel of his hand, methodically speaking.
	“You like to see Elizabeth and Amy licking each other, licking your cock--you’d like to fuck them in the mouth, the ass, and into their sweet young bald pussies, wouldn’t you?”
	Ike was about to have a coronary.  The “visions” of the two girls butt naked, sucking his cock, sitting on his face, sitting on each other’s face was too much.  He wrung his hands in his shop apron and disappeared to the bathroom.
	August escorted Elizabeth back to the house half a mile down the road a ways.  Naturally, August was worked up himself.  He “zapped” the young girl, taking her into the woods.  At a nice quiet secure place he had her strip off her dress and panties.
	“Does your daddy go up your butt all the time?”
	He was bemused to discover that the Q&A program wasn’t working (again).  He let it be, fumed, took Elizabeth between his legs and hugged her, rubbed her butt, fingered/diddled her hole, kissed on her and then laid her out on the forest floor.  Legs up along his chest he pushed his cock into her cunny and fucked her.
	Intermittently the Q&A feature worked, so he learned intermittently that Elizabeth took it up the ass from her daddy occasionally--so she assumed so did everyone else who broke something, got sassy, or whatever.  “boys, too.” she amended.
	How she knew the boys got butt fucked he didn’t know but it was “assumed.”  no one talked about it and apparently the grandparents and momma knew about the narly business going on out behind the smoke house.
	Elizabeth was only engaging sexually with Jim-bob.  Ben fingered her pussy and she fondled his cock.  John-boy rubbed his cock against her body and had successfully fucked her three holes before she was ten.  Not all the time, just every once in a while.  She was mildly aware of the fact that her brothers and sisters secretly rendezvoused somewhere (sometimes in the barn) late at night or even during broad daylight for a sex fest.
	She had never had any sexual relations with her sisters, BUT had fingered Amy’s pussy and Amy had fingered hers.  That was a plus!
	After fulfilling Elizabeth’s cunny with his love juice, sitting back and watching the goo ooze out, he rested only a few moments than collected himself, dressed, dressed Elizabeth and scooted on home.

	The following morning--hehehehehehe, after breakfast and the Walton household members dispersed for their daily activities, August settled on the ones who didn’t.  That being Olivia and Mary Ellen.  He waited a few minutes after everyone else had gone off to do their own thing leaving Mary Ellen and Olivia to clean up after breakfast.  August feigned being tired, headache and other minor aches & pains.
	Knowing that unannounced visitors frequented the Waltons, any member of the Waltons could come waltzing back at any time, August wasted little time--he quickly zapped Olivia and eldest daughter Mary Ellen, having them strip off their clothing right then and there in the kitchen.
	Once so, August stripped nude himself then had Mary Ellen’s wondrous mouth engulf his prick and please him as she had pleased the Reverend Fordwick.  Olivia was prompted to sit on the long picnic/dinning table and lay out, legs open.  August then devoured her furry snatch while Mary Ellen sucked him.
	When his cock was ready to explode he was ready to plunge it into Olivia’s cunt, didn’t happen--Mary Ellen’s cocksucking method was too good and he soon began to shoot his load into her mouth and onto her face.  Olivia’s pussy was delightful as is--a little funky with the fresh scent of pee, but otherwise tolerable.
	He noshed, nipped the “lips”, nipped the clit, tongue lashed the whole of the gash and then the taint and asshole, the Trinity--Pussy-Taint-Asshole.
	When after his cock had settled and Mary Ellen’s face a nice glistening of cum juice August crawled up onto Olivia, dragging his sensitized cock against the woman’s love entrance.  It would take a few more minutes before it would return to the capability of fucking--so in the meantime he noshed on her titties and relaxed.

	Moving right along--Country Store Charms
	Timing is everything--’nuff said!  A couple of days after scoring with Olivia and Mary Ellen August Moone was once more in the company of young Elizabeth Walton at Godsey’s general store.  Staunch prissy uppity snooty too well educated for mountain living Corabeth was down the mountain in Charlottesville on business.  
	It was late afternoon.  Auggie knew there probably wouldn’t be much time, but he would do what he could to help poor ole horndog Ike.  After a bottle of pop, some congenial chit-chat, the girls perusing the aisles, Ike’s eyes feasting on their butts, August went into action.
	Ike’s general store served multiple purposes--a gas station, post office, gather social place, polling place, shopping, as well as living.  Part of the general store was home to Ike and Corabeth ; it was separated but still…
	A door opened up to the living room from the back area of the store, here there was modest furniture.  Here Ike delighted (in his taken over mind) as Elizabeth and adopted daughter Amy stripped off their dresses.  Elizabeth then was practically nude, she wore no shoes in the summer.  Amy did, though, at her mother’s insistence.  Corabeth was raised/reared and educated well and not about to allow her “child” to go barefoot.
	August goaded Ike into undressing himself, there was the brief hesitation but August insisted, implanting the notion that “it was alright” his narly shenanigans.  The door from the store to the home was left open so as August could hear the store’s entrance door open--it had a bell signal.
	With the girls clad merely in their panties Ike already had a stout boner.
	Amy had seen boys nude, with boners, mostly Elizabeth’s brothers.  She hadn’t seen them fucking or sucking one another, but she and ‘lizabeth had spied on the boys most often as they skinny dipped at Durcilla’s Pond.  Had Elizabeth seen her brothers sexually molesting one another?
	Nope, she had missed that part.
	“If you could FUCK Elizabeth and Amy, would you?” August asked already knowing.  Ike masturbated, eyes glistening, feasting on the girls standing shoulder to shoulder in their panties.  In his mind this was more (or less) a dream--a fantasy.
	Neither Elizabeth of Amy would be narly naughty with Ike.  They would consider maybe John-boy, but not really.  Jim-bob was a go, as well as Ben and probably Jason.  But Elizabeth was reserved, her brothers were already semi-naughty with her, with Jim-bob she was having sex straight out.
	Amy was somewhat enamored with Jim-bob, she had once seen him peeing in the woods…she had a tingly feeling in her pussy that brought her to finger herself into an orgasm.  Curious she wanted to know what it would be like, to be peed on!  She wanted to “taste” his cock--not knowing that that implied a blowjob.  She wanted his fingers in her ‘sides Elizabeth’s fingers.
	And what about August?  What were their feelings towards him?
	Both girls blushed and gushed, became a little giddy and August knew.
	Before someone broke in on them August got Amy and Elizabeth to sit on the sofa, legs open and wide and up and all.  Ike and his boner came to them and placed his face between Amy’s legs, fingers to Elizabeth’s snatch.  Both girls were wondrous, glorious to behold.  They had slowly lowered their panties prior to getting on the couch, bits of cum came to August and Ike’s cock, the anticipation was too much to hold off.
	Ike noshed on Amy’s cunt, he was delighted.  The bald beaver was supreme to him, he was not an out and out molester, he kept his unusual desires inward and jerked off of fucked Corabeth while fantasizing about pegging some cute little girl from the area.  In his mind (on his own) he had fucked Mary Ellen, Erin, AND Elizabeth many times over already.
	Amy was a virgin.  So this was going to be difficult, deflowering her and all.  August got a towel from the nearby bathroom while Ike continued to lick the bald poon; then, while Ike licked out Elizabeth’s beaver August placed the towel under Amy’s cunt and licked her out himself.
	The pressures of orgasming were increasing exponentially, August finally had Ike “assume the position” and glide his rock hard purple schlong into Amy’s virgin entrance.  He himself was up on his knees stuffing the girl’s mouth with his cock.
	With a gentle hand behind her pretty blond head he pushed her down onto his phallic, Ike was pushing INTO her pussy, deflowering her virginity.  Ike was most pleased, in his mind this was all wondrous to behold.

	August creamed Amy’s mouth, a magnificent load of spunk splattered her gullet and then oozed onto her sunny-sunny face.  He got her to slurp the goo all up then sat with his bare sweaty ass on the top of the ornate semi Victorian sofa, watching as Ike finished doing likewise to Amy’s cunt.
	They were spent.  
	In their minds, the Subjects were not 100% aware of what was happening, this little episode was fantasy; besides, August could have it both ways--the Subjects AWARE of what was happening but then AFTERWARDS their minds of the incident would be erased and they WOULDN’T remember!
	Works for me!
	Ike returned to licking on Elizabeth’s cunny while August cleaned up the fresh fucked Amy.  There wasn’t a lot of clean up involved, but enough to seriously soil the towel she sat on--enough to have to throw said towel away.
	August cleaned Amy up and then positioned her on the sofa again, this time laying down on the cushions, knees on the floor.  Ike was now ready for deflowering Elizabeth.  (but Elizabeth had already been deflower by Jim-bob--she thought it was when she was about 6 or 7 or so.)
	 Ike slid his cock into Elizabeth and the brass bell signal signaled that someone had come into the store.  Ike didn’t pay it any attention, his mind was locked and absorbed with his shagging Elizabeth.  August peeked out and saw that it was the little girl whose grandpa was doinking her.  She was soon followed by her mother.   Hmmmmmm
	August, too, was enamored with Elizabeth, she was so young, frail looking, skinny, and very red headed.  Her nude body lay out casually on the sofa, her long silky red hair pasted to her skin.  Ike had cum in her, sucked on her nipples and then licked on Amy’s bald poon once more while “resting.”
	The woman and her daughter were brought into the melee, stripped of their clothing and August fucked them (again).  His cock was seriously groaning with some displeasure.  His life had become one big fuck.  He enjoyed shagging the woman, sure--she was not all that unattractive, but his true desire was the young girl.
	He busted a nut cumming into the girl, he couldn’t get off in her pussy so he turned her over and had her positioned onto her mother’s face, then he instructed the mother to latch onto his balls while he ramrodded the young girl’s back door.
	Ike meanwhile was ramrod ding Amy’s backdoor.
	Neither man had anything left to give.  Their poor cocks just couldn’t stiff any more no matter what.  August returned everyone to their clothing, but didn’t bother “cleaning” the woman and her daughter, nor Elizabeth or Amy.  August had Ike go thru the process of cleaning himself, revitalizing his cock with wash water.  August did likewise but merely pulled ‘lizabeth and Amy’s panties up without cleansing their love holes.
	Then there was the tedious process of “fixing” their minds.  To Elizabeth and Amy a simple matter of daydreaming, fantasizing about having sexual relations with August and Mike, making their love holes ache with desire.
	The woman and young daughter simply had their minds erased of the incident.  And for Ike--it was a glorious fantasy pure and simple.

	While walking Elizabeth back home from Ike’s, half way along the youngest Walton piped, “I gotta pee.” she had been gnawing on some red licorice and casually tugging at her panties front and rear.  August’s cock was severely sore and he didn’t think it could handle any more “action”--not at least for a few days or so!
	But Elizabeth slinked off the road into the woods aways and hunkered down behind a great fallen log, she merely had pulled her panties to one side and gushed out some pee--along with some cum.  August leaned over the log to watch.  ‘lizabeth gushed and ah’med him, shocked and surprised--but not upset.  She blushed and August “looked her over”.
	Then he mused, “Hmmmm, I gotta pee, too!”
	It was now Elizabeth’s turn, she crawled up onto the great log and peered as August Moone stood with his cock plainly out for her to see and a trickle of pee (and bits of cum) shooting out of it.  
	Slowly August snaked his pants down, exposing his bare ass flesh, he squeezed his fleshy cheeks and began massaging his groin.  He made pleasing sounds and let out his breath, he had finished peeing and now was working up a stiffy.  Elizabeth feasted on his cock, pursed lips and still blushing, turning almost as red as her hair.
	“Wanna help?” he asked.
	Elizabeth was shocked, she gulped and didn’t know what to say (or do.)  August grinned to her and nodded for her to come hither.  She did, albeit readily and greedily.  She was embarrassed but came and stood directly before him, eyeing the mighty Moone cock!
	August reached out and took her hand.  She resisted at first but then allowed him to continue--which was to simply grip the bone and stroke it lovingly.  She did.
	She did, also, fondle his balls and then place the other hand to his bare ass and rub it.  August could feel a stirring in his nads.  The visions of her and Amy butt naked being doinked and licked out filled his mind.  
	“Kiss it.” August said to her.
	Elizabeth hesitated, she was not a cocksucker, it was gross.  But strong encouragement and some begging prompted the fiery red head to comply, on her own.  She sucked merely on the head of his cock but that was enough, that was a start.
	He soon had her naked, undressing before him.  He loved looking at her nudity, ’specially that bald beaver, a nice gash was there, he still wondered about Olivia, surely the mother of Elizabeth had seen that her youngest child was no longer virginal, didn’t she know the difference between “virgin” pussy lips and “non-virgin” pussy lips?
	And furthermore, didn’t she know what her husband John was doing to the kids when he took them behind the smoke shed for discipline?  Did she approve?  She was supposed to be a stout Christian:  she didn’t approve of beer drinking, swearing, fighting, farting, nudity, or anything unChristian.
	On her own Elizabeth satisfied August’s insatiable lust for young fucking.  She settled down nakedly onto his naked body, taking his cock straight into her pussy.  They fucked and fucked and fucked and fucked--August was just unable to shoot another load.  But the “feeling” was there and that was good.
	He doinked her up the butt, spanked her and licked out her pussy, bringing HER to an orgasm.  They then dressed and made their way back home. 

	In the lazy summer days that followed August was privy to watching/spying as Zeb Walton enjoyed a tryst with the new neighbors down the lane--the grandpa and his granddaughter?  Here Walton Senior sat back with his britches down, legs open, and cock buried to the hilt into sweet Jessica’s mouth, her mother, Marie was with John down in Charlottesville looking for a job leaving her daughter Jessica in the capable hands of the two grandpas.   Hmmmmmmmmm
	The other grandpa had his face into his granddaughter’s ass, pulling her cheeks open and licking out the Trinity, strongly jerking off as he did so.  August wondered if the senior Walton was a naughty fella.  Now he knew.
	Jessica worked Zeb’s schlong, fast and furiously know by his actions that he was about to cum.  Her grandfather behind her finally finished tongue lashing her pussy, taint, and asshole; stood up and pressed his prong into her asshole and proceeded to fuck it while Zeb creamed into her mouth.

	Strangely Ben wanted to shag Corabeth.  He just assumed that she needed it, he knew and realized that Ike was nailing her, but he definitely wanted to bag her himself.  He was a tall fella, Ben was, musically inclined and thick full rich hair mixed of sandy brown and red.  He was the most polite, even stepped aside a conversation to fart.
	With Elizabeth she was merely giving him hand jobs, but he desired more.  Mary Ellen had sucked his cock, brought him to orgasm a few times.  He had fucked Erin, pussy-mouth-and asshole.  But that was his sisters, it wasn’t overly the norm but then it was for brothers and sisters close knit to eventually fool around (sexually) with one another.  No biggie.  (although they were supposed to stop as they got older.)
	Ben desired to shag not only Corabeth, but a so-so goofy nutty girlfriend of his, Bitsy.  And Ms. Hunter, too, and Ms. Kidwell, and Lorabeth James, and even Amy.
	Jason.  Jason had gotten Elizabeth to let him go off up her butt, this after catching her and Jim-bob together.  He swore he’d rat them out if she didn’t give up the booty.  Elizabeth got her first “sandwich” that day.
	But Jason, too, wanted to bag Corabeth AND Ms. Hunter.
	Jim-bob wasn’t so much into Corabeth but had swore that while having a one-on-one school work related convo with Ms. Hunter he had heard her fart.  He wanted to lick her asshole afterward, he wanted to see her sitting above his face and peeing on him!  
	John-boy.  The oldest Walton off-spring, he had fucked his sisters at least once, got a blow job by them and to Erin had filled her three holes before she was twelve.
	John-boy, too, wanted to have a go at Ms. Hunter, Corabeth was a maybe.
	None of the boys considered banging away at their momma.
	Grandpa Walton had fondled his granddaughters, and had gotten a hand job from Erin and a blowjob from Mary Ellen. The BJ had come when after he had caught Erin and Mary Ellen smoking a cigarette, they were nude and had been fingering one another.  As punishment he laid them across his lap and tanned their bare asses.
	This only brought about a tumultuous boner in the old man, both girls were aware and when Erin pushed herself up she “felt” (on the sly) his erection.  It was (the slut) who stood “presenting” herself to her aged grandfather, not bothering to pull up her pants and panties.  Mary Ellen took her turn across her grandpa’s lap and Erin watched him, lightly she fingered her snatch and turned the old man on more.
	Mary Ellen, too, had felt the cock burgeoning beneath her, when she pushed herself up after the spanking she pressed her hand to the immense organ.  “Oh grandpa!” exclaimed Mary Ellen.  Both teens stared at it and the old mountain geezer spouted, “Well, you want to see it, or what?”
	The girls gushed, rubbed their searing asses and watched as their grandpa fished out of his overalls his cock.  The girls took to it, fondling and caressing, kissing the bulbous tip and sucking it.  When he was about to spurt Mary Ellen whisked herself out of her clothes quickly--but not as quickly as did Erin.  Erin mounted her grandpa, taking his cock up into her pussy and humping madly until he came.
	Erin had been merely twelve years young at the time…

	To Elizabeth Grandpa Walton had squeezed her butt, lusted after her and fucked Mary Ellen once or twice (or thrice) with the fantasy that he was sinking himself into the fiery red head’s young poon instead.
	Corabeth was on his list of women other than his good spiteful wife Ester.  Ms. Hunter was on that list, as well.  And a couple of other odds & ends women about the mountain, more specifically their young pretty offspring--including Ike & Corabeth’s adopted young adopted child, Amy.
	Olivia.  Well, she was a stick in the mud, no sexual fantasies at all, only concerned with her husband, John.  August had to pry it out of her, but she beheld a few narly secrets, sexual ones that she kept buried--when she was younger--er, when the KIDS were younger and she was nursing them--she got horny.  She got OFF on having them suckle her.  This is a commonality, but in the era of Olivia Walton it was not.
	She DID fondle her sons, she DID have them suck on her titties when they didn’t need to--just when SHE needed them, too.  Husband John sucked on her titties and fingered her pussy.  They bathed together and once ventured into skinny dipping together.  But that was about as risqué as it got.
	John Walton.  When August tried to utilize the Q&A on him, to get the dirt about his “punishing” his offspring, the Q&A flickered offline.  Naturally.

					*****
Cumming Together
	As the saying goes--All good things must cum together--or something like that.  The Waltons had readily accepted him as one of their own, he had that way about him with people--snow job.  Occasionally he would slip Olivia, Grandma, Zeb, and John Sr. a few bills, claiming that he had done some work for someone and “earned” the few bills.
	It so came to pass that Timing is Everything--the Walton Boys just HAPPENED to be at the Walton Mountain School.  There, too, was Ms. Hunter, the boys object of much jerking off.  August waited until the lone janitor and other milling students in for the summer session had dispersed.  Then--
	Ms. Hunter was a nice looker, not 100% cock pleasing, rustic in a manner of speaking, but she was fuckable  and that was all that mattered.  Reddish brown hair, more brown than red, short in stature, nice healthy 28Bs, spoke well and was very smart.  And more importantly the Walton boys all wanted to bone her.
	In Rosemary Hunter’s class she was positioned before the boys, the boys positioned before her.  The Q&A function was still offline so there was no discovering any narly secrets from the mountain teacher.  She was basically zapped into a zombie state of mind, August would dink with her mind at a later time--afterwards.
	The boys; this was their fantasy cum true.  In their minds to each they simply were “acting” out the fantasy, unaware that it was actually a fantasy in progress.  Slowly the boys stripped off their clothes, only to Jim-bob would August consider having a shag with, the others were too old.
	Once nude August put in motion the young 30-something Rosemary Hunter, having her on her knees and taking John-boy’s cock, grip it and work it into a fevered state of being--cup his balls and then engulf the head.  August stripped down himself and proceeded.
	Ms. Hunter sucked nicely on John Jr.’s schlong, almost like a pro.  She DID make a face a few times, retching and semi-gagging.  But she sucked and sucked well, bringing the enamored mountain boy to cum.  He filled Rosemary’s mouth, the juices drizzled out of the corners of her mouth until she finally swallowed.
	Ben, Jason, and Jim-bob stood watching, all connected, all believing this was a fantasy--all had stiffies and were working them into a frenzied state.  John-boy pulled out and rubbed his cock all over the semi-pretty woman’s face before resting his 18 yr old butt against her desk.
	Jason was slurped on neatly, he didn’t cum, he tried but it wasn’t happening.  August saw a flash in the 16 yr old’s mind his so-so girlfriend, Bitsy--he seriously wanted to fuck her--all three holes he saw himself cumming in, he wanted to SPANK her, pee on her, fuck her silly.
	August made a mental note to see what he could do for him.
	Jason didn’t cum, either, but he was close.  He REALLY was enamored with Ms. Hunter, he deeply envisioned fucking her, spanking her, and having on top of him doing the fucking.  August began to see a new idiosyncrasy to his Device implant, “visions.”  Flash visions, visions from his Subjects--their likes and dislikes, but mostly likes.  This was new.
	With Jason August saw the boy humping his mother.  Jason, too, was “seen” humping Corabeth & Amy.  With Ben, there was the vision of BUTT-FUCKING his mother, or at least she was on her hands and knees, in the family barn, cheeks spread…
	Jim-bob emptied his tool only moments after humping Ms. Hunter’s mouth.  His cock went all over her pretty face, skull fucking.  Ms. Hunter smacked her lips and though he couldn’t get any A’s to his Q’s from her, he got “visions.”  Those were just as good and as truthful--in one of her “visions” she was nude with John-boy, she WAS sucking his dick, and she WAS allowing him to fuck her, right on her desk!
	Hmmmmm
	Sooooo, right on her desk she went, sprawling out on her back, legs dangling off  with John-boy slipping his aching bone into her womanly cunny.  No flash visions from him, he was absorbed solely in screwing Ms. Hunter (in his fantasy induced dream.)
	Ben slipped around and straddled Ms. Hunter’s face, dropping his testicles into her waiting mouth.  Jason leaned down and began suckling Ms. Hunter’s titties.  August put Jim-bob to the task of cornlicking John-boy’s ass, licking the flesh and parting the cheeks, having a go at the hole, cupping and sucking the madly swinging balls…
	John-boy nearly lost consciousness as he shot his wad into the teacher.  He could hardly contain himself and barely remain standing, the orgasm was terrific!  He made many moans of pleasure, his cock still deep inside the pussy, still cumming.  He finally withdrew and laid his pipe against her entrance and humped just a little more to get every ounce of pure pleasure from the ordeal.
	He then was laid out on the floor for a bit of needed slumber.
	Jim-bob being right there took his turn out of order.
	Jason and Ben had “switched”, they enjoyed what they were doing and didn’t mind that their youngest brother was out of turn.  They enjoyed watching him fuck.
	When Jim-bob finally made his juices flow into Ms. Hunter Ben leaned down the teacher’s heaving body and as Jim-bob pulled out of the pussy, Ben engulfed it, sucked it and lapped up the spillage on Ms. Hunter’s cunt.  Jason took his turn, gliding effortlessly into the wondrous womanly snatch, August put Jim-bob onto John-boy’s face, bring the boy down to suck his oldest brother’s cock.

	When the boys had all had their turn filling Ms. Hunter’s love box with their love, they each licked her cunny.  Each boy got a face coated with her juices, they sucked on her titties and licked her asshole, Ben and Jim-bob managed to get re-stiffened and so thusly they buggered the hapless zombiefied woman.
	August took his turn lastly, spanking the woman and sodomizing her with her pointing stick.  He then “dinked” with her mind, put images and notions and whatnot into her noggin, having her accept the narly ways of the mountain boys.  He then left the woman sitting in her chair, her dress back on, but her panties at her ankles.  He put it to her that she had had an incredible fantasy--a gangbang from the Walton boys.
	Her fingers were sore and soiled from much friggin’ of her love box, her asshole, too.  She was now to desire hard nasty naughty narly Roman-style orgy sex from the boys, and anyone ELSE with a hard throbbing cunt pleasing cock!
	August felt good with his doings (debauchery) and brought the Walton boys home.

	Same Shit, Different Pussy
	Corabeth Godsey was a difficult woman; she zombiefied all right, but her mind was staunch, closed minded and not open for narly business.  August tried though, he did manage to get control of her and thusly rendered her naked in the pool room of her husband’s general store.
	It was midweek, business at the small central general store was usually very meager.  The height of summer was full strong, John Walton and his Pa (Zeb) had gone down the mountain on business.  The women folk of the Walton Clan were busy with their daily chores, Erin on a picnic with her boyfriend.  August wanted to be with her, too--to see what happened (or would).
	But he was with the lads, the four boys had plans for the day, to piss it off mostly, to be anywhere but the house as their momma was prone to finding things for them to do.
	So barefooted and lust in their loins they scooted out with no particular direction intended.  There was the notion of making for Durcilla’s Pond for a “frolick”, OR to sneak up and spy on Erin and her boyfriend, go hunt up Ms. Hunter, etc.  August prompted them that since they had already bagged Ms. Hunter, it was Corabeth’s turn.

	August took his turn first having the boys stand aside in “prep” mode.  Buck naked Corabeth wasn’t a bad dish, buck naked.  She was still staunch and had no sexual fantasies whatsoever.  A typical refined stick in the mud.
	He firstly laid her out on the pool table, broad daylight in a semi-public place was a semi-thrill for August, he noshed on her furry poon, diddled it into a frenzied state of being, tongue lashed her poop chute then rubbed eight ball onto her entrance, fucked her with the blunt end of a cue stick, and humped her with a bottle of pop!
	Finally he laid into her, mounting her and sliding his aching schlong into her cunny and giving her a nice fuck.  He would much rather be shagging one of the Walton girls, Ms. Hunter, and/or Amy, but he fucked Corabeth just because, sucked on her titties and soon brought the boys in--having them line up to get their cocks & balls washed. 
	This segued into the boys one by one, starting with John-boy, fucking Corabeth, a cousin of the family.  August worked on dinking with Corabeth’s mind but it was a tough time, she was frigid; not into sex,  refined, and morally just.  She didn’t even masturbate!  (The elusive Q&A had cum back to life.)
	During the time Jim-bob took his turn, August found a deep dark secret path of memories Corabeth was hiding, shielding.  It took Jim-bob had filled the woman’s cunt and John-boy up her ass before August managed to “open” the secretive memory.  It was like watching a movie, there was no sound but just “images.”
	But they were dousies!
	As a young girl it seems as though Corabeth had an infatuations--like most girls, with horses--for obvious reasons.  When she was old enough to have a chest, August guessed she was about twelve, she WAS into masturbation, but not to herself--guess who?
	Yep, her horse.  AND she was caught at it, by her father.  Her father took a strap to her, stripping her naked and walloping her while she was pressed up against him.
	Okay, segue when she was a bit older, a teenage girl at some school only for girls.  Here she was caught naked in bed with another girl!  Caught by a woman deemed to be a watcher over the girls.  Corabeth was once more strapped.)
	That was all.  Was this enough?  Enough to put Corabeth in such a manner as to dislike sex?  
	August didn’t know, utilizing the Q&A feature of the Device he meandered about, asking poignant questions but getting sidetracked and derailed, she was good.
	Even the Point Blank questions got him no where, she wasn’t giving up any narly questions.  Not until Ben was fucking her again, Ben’s cock was sore and aching and had cum in her mouth, in her ass, and in her pussy.  He was done, done done.  He was shagged out from shagging and could shag no more.  But he was prompted to and was doing his best, and in so doing his best he was grinding away on Corabeth, humping to get some enjoyment out of the deal.  So he grinded up at an angle and plowed with great vigor and vim, grinding against Corabeth’s clit.
	This was good.  August found a flood of other hidden memories she was hiding.  One such was her sexual romps with her horse, regardless of the voracious spanking she had received, she still snuck about to jerk the horse off and have the horse’s cock rub against her inflamed cunny.
	She was also gang raped by some boys.  She was at that girl’s school, a boarding school for girls.  But not too far away was a boarding school for boys.  Corabeth and some other girls snuck out of their school and met the boys in the woods.  They got drunk and naked and fucked.
	In a way Corabeth despised the boys for their shenanigans, but in another, being fucked one after another, gangbanged repeatedly was a joy she couldn’t replace.
	In her present state of Mind August uncovered the awful truth, she DID want to screw the Walton boys, all of them--AND at the same time!  
	She wasn’t so hot on having John Sr. or his Pa, Zeb, sink their bones into her, just John-boy, Jason, Ben, and Jim-bob.
	How would she feel about Amy?  About seeing Amy nude having sex with one of the Walton boys--or all of them?  How would she feel about seeing the Walton boys banging their sisters?
	Well, surprisingly, Corabeth as staunch and uppity as she was, would actually be tolerable to such a narly doings, so long as the boys fucked her, too!
	August was awed, in essence he really didn’t have to do anything.  He merely had to make it resolved for Corabeth, allow her to deal with it, her hidden feelings regarding sex and frivolity.  So in essence she was easy to “dink” with, freeing her at last.

				I Fuck therefore I Am
	The Finale
	On all four was she, in her mouth Jason while behind her Jim-bob.  Under her at an angle John-boy licking her pussy and sucking on Jim-bob flying testicles.  He rubbed her ass, tweaked her nipples and she fondled his cock.  Mary Ellen sat on her knees sucking he grandpa’s cock, brushing her long stringy reddish brown hair out of the way as she worked.
	All eyes were, though, mostly on the woman on the floor, sucking her son and being fucked from behind by another son.  August sat and watched, too, he was exhausted, Olivia had been almost like cousin Corabeth, hiding deep seeded secrets.  She DID want to have wild sex with her sons, but as a Christian she could succumb to that immorality.  
	Now, with the help of August Moone and his wondrous sci-fi Device, she could.  (and did)
	Sitting on the couch alongside August was John, his pants and underclothes down, on his naked lap was his youngest child, Elizabeth.  He gently helped raise her up and down on his prong, clutching her dainty young ass and thoroughly involved in the immoral act.
	On the floor Erin lay on Ben