From jonboy@thepoint.net Thu Jul 04 10:57:02 1996
Warning:  The following file contains adult material.
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underage, or if it is illegal for to have such material
discontinue file access immediately.  The events
and characters depicted in this material are fiction.
Any parallels to people living or dead is purely
coincidental.

I did not write this.  This is a story I have greatly
appreciated.  I hope you do too. -Jonboy


MRWADE78.STY BY MASTER WADE

The Farmer's Step-daughter

Part One

Her full name was Melinda Kay Burch, but they all called her
Mink. Her step-father had begun calling her that when she had
been caught trying to shoplift a mink coat from a store in a
nearby city. Mink had been caught on several occasions trying to
pull similar stunts and had been in and out of reform schools
since the age of eleven. Mink's mother did everything she knew to
do for her, but there was a wild streak in her that it seemed
impossible to tame.

Her natural father had been of no help at all, and most everyone
attributed Mink's proclivities to his influence on her. Mink's
mother had left her father when Mink was fifteen years old on the
advice of the social services department who believed him
responsible for most of Mink's problems. Not quite three months
after their divorce was final she had met Jim and they had
married shortly thereafter.

Jim and Anne had gotten along well from the start. Anne had a
tendency to be rather weak and indecisive where Mink was
concerned and needed a strong man as a mate. Jim was just that, a
tall, slim but muscular man of simple ways and tastes who had
grown up on his father's farm and had taken it over upon his
death. It had been a dairy farm at one time, but now the milking
barn was used mainly for the storage of hay for the beef cattle
and horses that Jim raised and sold at the market.

Anne had enjoyed learning the farm life and was quite a bit of
help to Jim, always eager to please him in all ways and
captivated by his dominant charm and inner strength. Even Mink
had seemed to adapt well to the new environment and seemed to
respect and admire her new step-father, who was obviously fond of
her. Anne had expressed to Jim her desire for him to be the
father figure that Mink had so long been without, and Jim had
accepted that task gladly and seemed to be doing a wonderful job.

It was partly because of the closeness that Jim and Mink seemed
to be developing and also because of Anne's frustration with her,
that after the attempted shoplifting of the fur coat, Anne had
pleaded with Jim to do whatever he could to straighten out the
young thief.

"I'm completely at a loss, Jim", Anne sighed. "She's never
listened to me or to anyone else, and if she gets caught trying
anything like this again she'll get much more than a three month
sentence, they've already said as much! Every time she comes back
from those reform schools she seems wilder than ever... I just
don't know what to do with her!"

"She needs discipline, Anne... she's never really had it from
anyone. I don't mean to be critical of you, you're just too sweet
and soft, and can't stand to see her unhappy about anything. I'm
not sure you can stand to see her get the discipline she really
needs."

"I know... I'm not sure I can either. But I trust you, Jim. I
trust you, and I know that Mink cares enough for you that she
will respond to you and the discipline you can give her. Please
do what you can... whatever it takes... Please?"

"If thats what you want, Anne, but I must tell you that I will
have to do it MY way. Mink needs more than simple discipline...
she needs something to keep her too busy for shoplifting, and
something to fill the emptiness that she feels inside. I can
provide what she needs, but it will be an unusual approach... one
that you must accept and trust me with entirely."

"Anything, Jim. Whatever it takes, please do it. If there are
parts of it you don't feel I can handle, then keep them from me,
but do whatever you can, however you can do it. I promise that if
Mink comes to me that I will explain to her that you have my
complete support in everything you are doing, no matter what it
is."

After this discussion, Mink's relationship with her stepfather
began to change. It was a gradual change, one carefully planned
and guided by Jim, and so natural that Mink was completely
unaware that there was anything planned about it. She only knew
that she was growing closer and closer to him both emotionally
and physically. She was becoming more and more aware of inner
strengths and qualities in her step-father that were drawing her
to him more closely with each passing day. If at one point she
had resented his advice and instruction, she now began desiring
it, coming to him often to discuss things that were bothering
her, accepting correction from him without animosity, honestly
interested and concerned about what he thought.

There were times now when their eyes met and Mink could feel
something very deep inside her being touched gently, yet firmly.
It was a strange emotion for Mink, a crazy mixture that she
couldn't really understand, but which seemed to be made up of
love, fear, passion and trust. There was a sensuousness
developing between them that was different from anything she had
experienced with the boys she had known, and yet there had been
no real physical contact between the two of them. Jim often
hugged her, of course, and when she offered her lips to him he
would kiss her there softly... but he never prolonged the kiss
nor allowed his hands to roam over her young body.

Jim's reluctance to try her limits was something which had
surprised Mink from the start. She knew he must surely find her
attractive... all the men did... and she often caught him
watching her at times when her legs or breasts were a bit more
exposed than they might usually be. Mink had heard tales about
stepfathers from the girls in the reform school, and fully
expected Jim to try to take advantage of her young charms. He
never had, inspite of the fact that Mink had purposely teased him
with her young body from time to time.

As she grew closer to Jim, Mink began wanting him sexually as she
had never wanted any man. The desire burned so hotly inside her
that she wondered if her mother was aware of it, or if Jim could
see it when he looked at her. A day never passed now that Mink
didn't lay in her bed in her room, rubbing her hard little
clitoris and fantasizing about her handsome step-father taking
her naked body in his arms and filling her with his manhood.

It wasn't as if there were no other men in Mink's life. There
were a couple of the local guys that Mink dated from time to
time. They were as different as two men could be, Matt the virile
athletic type, resplendent in is black leather biker's outfit,
and Chuck (or Charles, as his mother called him... God, how Mink
hated that), who was the upper-class type... college-bound, his
success assured by his family's connections. Matt's parents could
care less who he dated, or what he did, as long as they weren't
bothered any more than absolutely necessary. Chuck's parents were
embarrassed by his interest in Mink and did all they could do to
try to persuade him to turn his romantic attentions elsewhere.

Mink was having sex with both of them whenever it was convenient...
more often with Matt simply because he would take her
wherever he could, while Chuck seemed to prefer more secluded and
romantic surroundings, which weren't always easily available to
them. Mink's mother had made sure that she was taking the pill,
but until recently, Jim had made no mention of her activities
with the two boys.

When he finally brought it up, Mink was a bit surprised by what
she heard.

"Mink, I know that you are sexually active with your young
friends. I also know that you are on the pill, which is good, but
from now on you will come to me after your dates and let me check
you over to make sure that you are protected as much as possible.
Your mother and I are proud of your development into a young
woman and merely want to make sure that you develop in the proper
way."

"You want to `check me over'?", Mink asked, a bit confused.

"Yes, I'll wait up for you, to make sure that you are returned
home safely. Then you will come to me and remove your clothing
and I will examine you to be sure there has been no damage done
to you which might require medical attention."

Mink had never been more excited in her life as she was when she
thought about standing nude in front of Jim, allowing him to
examine her body after having been on dates. Would he enter her
himself when he did that, she wondered? Would she be taken by
Matt or Chuck, and then come home to be used once more by her
handsome step-father? As she thought about all the possibilities
she felt her heart pounding within her chest and could feel her
nipples hardening under the shirt she was wearing. She swallowed
hard before replying to her step-father.

"You're so sweet... I still have so much to learn about sex. I'm
glad you care enough to want to protect me. Thanks!"

She threw her arms around Jim's neck, hugging him tightly and
loving the feel of her breasts as they pushed against his broad,
manly chest. Jim's arms wrapped around her and he pulled her to
him in a way he had never done before, her crotch being pulled
tightly to his, his member full and pressing against her soft
belly. Suddenly he released her and pushed her away.

"Now," he said smiling, holding her at arms length, "you get to
bed... we'll talk about all of this another time."

Mink retired to her bedroom obediently that night and stood for
quite some time in front of the full length mirror on her closet
door, examining her ripe young body and imagining what it would
be like to present it to Jim. Her hands roamed over her ripe
breasts, teasing her nipples to their full hardness. Her right
hand slid down her flat belly and through the soft, sparse pubic
hair to her throbbing clitoris and wet soft lips. Staring into
her eyes, her peripheral vision taking in the remainder of her
nakedness, Mink moved her hips hotly against her intruding
fingers, hunching lewdly as she thought about her handsome
stepfather and the earlier feel of his cock pressing against her.
When she came, her orgasm seemed to run on forever, as if it
would never end, and she covered her mouth with her left hand,
afraid she might scream her passion into the dark house.

Later as she tossed and turned in the big bed, Mink thought about
how lucky she was to have Jim for a step-father. She would do
whatever he asked of her, no matter what it was. The emptiness
she had felt so deeply in the past was being filled now, and it
was wonderful beyond words. The possibility still existed that
she might disappoint him in some way, she knew that... she seemed
pretty good at making mistakes sometimes... but she would make
that up to him if it happened, no matter what she had to do.

Her hand slid between her legs once more, her fingers toying with
her clitoris and sliding between the lips of her sex again.
Yes... yes, Jim... whatever you say, whatever you wish...
anything!

Continued in MRWADE79.STY: Part Two of The Farmer's Step-daughter




From jonboy@thepoint.net Thu Jul 04 10:58:25 1996
Warning:  The following file contains adult material.
If you are offended by such material, or if you are
underage, or if it is illegal for to have such material
discontinue file access immediately.  The events
and characters depicted in this material are fiction.
Any parallels to people living or dead is purely
coincidental.

I did not write this.  This is a story I have greatly
appreciated.  I hope you do too. -Jonboy

MRWADE79.STY BY MASTER WADE

The Farmer's Step-daughter

Part Two

The cool night air blew Mink's long hair back as they rode
through the streets, the big Harley throbbing beneath her bottom.
She gripped Matt tightly with her legs and arms, her head resting
against the black leather jacket he wore. She had no idea where
they were going, and really didn't care. She knew that before the
night was over Matt would be on top of her, pumping his young
meat into her with a ferocity that no one else had been able to
match. Chuck certainly couldn't, although his tender approach to
love-making (as he called it) did have its appeal at times. She
might have to spend a part of the evening watching Matt shoot
pool with his friends before he would get around to having his
way with her, but she didn't mind that. Since that first time,
when Matt had taken her into the backroom at the Biker's Barn and
had bent her over the oil drum and fucked her hard from behind,
they had never failed to do it at least once when they were on a
date, and if she had to watch some pool shooting first, that was
okay with her.

As she thought about what was sure to lay ahead of her that
evening, Mink let her hand slide to Matt's crotch, and rubbed his
thick cock through the conforming black leather pants. She loved
to touch him like that, to wrap her fingers around the bulge in
his left pants leg. It was always there, never in the right leg
or pressed against his belly, but always angled to the left,
always large enough and firm enough to find easily and to enjoy.
She slid her small fingers back and forth over the cool, slick
leather, her thumb and forefinger slipping briefly over the
prominent rim of his big cock head before sliding back down the
shaft once more.

As she continued stroking Matt, Mink thought about her step-
father, wondering if his cock was large like Matt's or somewhat
smaller like Chuck's. She had tried to be in the right place at
the right time on several occasions, hoping to catch a glimpse of
Jim with his organ exposed, but had so far been unsuccessful.
Would tonight be the night she would see it for the first time?
God!... she hoped so! All she had been able to think about for
the last few days was what Jim had said to her about "checking
her" after her dates, and now as she and Matt rode along and she
stroked his thick cock with her hand, she felt her tiny bikini
panties soaking up her juices as she grew wetter and wetter.

Mink had always been fascinated by cocks. Her natural father had
always kept some dirty magazines in his dresser drawer, and when
there was no one else around Mink would slip them from their
hiding place and look at the men in them, their big dicks so long
and thick and angry looking. She liked to look at the women too,
and had always wondered what it would be like to kiss another
woman "there", as some of the pictures showed. When she played
with herself she would remove her wet fingers from her sex and
put them in her mouth, sucking the juices, pretending in her mind
that it was another woman's juices she was tasting, rather than
her own. She found the taste pleasant, actually, certainly more
pleasant than the cum that men expected her to take into her
mouth. But the cum did come from cocks after all, and that made
all the difference. She would take anything that came from a cock
and love it, that's how much she loved them.

Mink's fascination with cocks also extended to the farm animals.
Not long after they had moved to the farm, Mink had witnessed a
stallion and a mare coupling in the field. She couldn't believe
the size of the black horse's cock! It seemed at least 36 inches
long, and as big around as her forearm, maybe even bigger!
Watching the big black stallion mount the mare from behind and
pump into her with that monstrous dick had made Mink hot, and she
had laid in the hay in the barn afterward and played with
herself, thinking about the huge horse dick she had just been
priledged to see.

Matt downshifted and turned the bike hard to the left, awakening
Mink from her reverie. He had turned onto McAlister Park Drive,
and was now heading up the hill toward the picnic shelters.
Passing the first two shelters, Matt slid the bike to a halt at
shelter number three and pulled Mink from the bike roughly. The
shelter was dark, only dimly lighted by the light from the dusk
to dawn light at shelter number two, and Mink stumbled along
behind Matt until he reached a table in the center of the
shelter. He lifted her, setting her down on the table and pushing
her back onto her back, pushing her short leather mini- skirt up
to her waist and tugging the tiny panties down her legs.

"Damn, baby... you were about to make me splash in my fuckin
pants! I don't know what's got you so fuckin hot tonight, but if
you need some dick, you're about to get it!", he said hotly,
spreading her legs open and pulling her to the edge of the table.

Mink was somewhat puzzled by the rough way in which Matt was
taking her, unaware that she had been pumping his hard cock for
all she was worth as her mind had roamed earlier on the bike. But
she made no effort to stop him, finding his urgency nothing more
than a match for the heat she was feeling herself. She wrapped
her legs around his leather clad body, bracing herself for the
entrance of his thick meat into her more than ready hole.

Quickly unzipping his pants, Matt struggled to remove his hard
cock and reached forward with his left hand to hold Mink's sex
open in readiness for his entrance. His fingers pushed her slick
lips apart and he moved forward, pressing the big head of his
dick into her with one long and hard plunge.

Mink gasped, feeling the huge cock slamming into her. She grasped
the table under her with her hands, trying to steady herself
against this onslaught, and tightened her thighs, trying to hold
Matt inside her. But she was no match for his strength, and Matt
pulled back, his cock moving outward and then slamming home once
more. Over and over he plunged into her, his heavy balls slapping
her ass as he rammed her with his hard fuck meat.

Almost before she was aware of what was happening, Mink found
herself exploding with passion, her thighs jerking against her
young lover, her orgasm coursing through her slim body. She
grunted hotly as she hunched her hips back up at Matt, and was
only vaguely aware that he was now spurting into her, his cock
jerking as he released his load of hot cum into her trembling
pussy.

Mink clenched her vaginal lips, milking Matt's withering cock
until he finally removed it from her, wiping the head against her
thigh and tucking it back into his pants. She lay back on the
table, panting and resting, unaware that Matt had walked back to
the bike. Hearing it start with a roar, Mink jumped from the
table and pulled her panties back up under her skirt, running to
the bike and throwing her leg over it and wrapping her arms
around him once again before he roared off.

The rest of the evening passed slowly for Mink. Normally she
would have had the anticipation of Matt taking her sexually to
make it more palatable, but she realized quite correctly that her
one fuck for the night had already taken place. Finally their
date had ended and Matt had dropped her off at the farm, roaring
away before she ever got to the front door of the house.

Just as he had promised, Jim was waiting for her in the living
room upon her arrival, watching tv from his favorite chair. He
was still fully dressed, and smiled warmly at Mink as she entered
the room.

"Hi!", he said pleasantly, "how was your date?"

Mink tossed her purse down on the table and slid the jacket from
her shoulders.

"It was fine... just about like usual. I like Matt, even though
sometimes I get bored with him and his friends. But, I had fun."

"I'm glad you had fun. Do you remember our conversation of the
other night?", Jim asked.

"Yes, I do", Mink answered quietly. "You want to check me now...
here?"

"Yes, Mink", Jim said, folding his hands in his lap.

"Uh..okay..if thats what you want", Mink said, moving in front of
Jim and slowly unbuttoning the blouse. She seldom wore a bra, her
young tits full but firm. She slid the blouse from her shoulders,
blushing a bit as she watched Jim's eyes take in the beauty of
her medium sized breasts. She unzipped the skirt in back and slid
it down her legs, stepping out of it and tossing it to the floor
beside her. Jim's eyes were now running up and down her long
legs, exploring, savoring her soft curves. Mink swallowed hard
and hooked her fingers in the waist-band of the tiny panties,
tugging them downward and stepping from them, tossing them in the
pile formed by her blouse and skirt. Unsure what to do with her
hands, she simply clasped them together in front of herself and
waited.

"Good... now open your legs a bit wider, Mink", Jim instructed.

Mink moved her right foot to the right, opening her legs a bit
wider, feeling her face flush and her sex growing wetter.

"Yes, thats it... now, clasp your hands behind your back", Jim
said evenly.

Mink moved her hands behind her, clasping them in the small of
her back, aware of the way it made her breasts push outward when
she did that.

Jim moved to the edge of his seat in front of her and looked at
her naked body, taking his own sweet time and observing every
visible part of her up close.

"Did your young friend enter you tonight, Mink?", Jim asked,
matter of factly.

Mink blushed and grew more excited, thinking about the hard
fucking that Matt had given her on the picnic table earlier.

"Yes, he did, Jim", she replied, hoarsely.

"Did he enter you in your mouth, or your pussy, or your asshole,
Mink?", Jim asked, looking into her eyes.

"In my... uh... in my pussy, Jim... this time", Mink replied,
embarrassed.

"You will call me sir when you answer my questions, Mink", he
said, seriously.

"Yes, sir", Mink replied meekly.

"Did he spurt inside your pussy also, Mink?", he asked.

"Yes, he did... sir."

"You said, this time... does he also spurt in your other holes at
times, Mink?"

Mink swallowed hard. She had never told anyone about the things
that Matt did to her... or Chuck for that matter. "Yes, sir... he
sometimes spurts into my mouth... but never in my... my... well,
back there. Wouldnt' that be very painful, sir?"

Jim reached out and slid one finger slowly between Mink's wet
vaginal lips, opening them as he looked closely at them.

"Well, some women come to love being entered in their assholes,
Mink. Some even prefer it that way and come more strongly that
way than any other. I feel sure you will come to love it that way
as well in time." He slid his middle finger into her wet opening,
moving it around slowly within her.

Mink closed her eyes tightly, embarrassed but tremendously
excited by Jim's touch and his talk.

"I have so much to learn... but I want to learn", she said.

"Yes, I know you do, Mink, and learn you will, I'll see to that",
he said evenly, his finger continuing its prodding.

"Your nipples grow quite hard when you are touched in this way,
don't they, Mink?", Jim asked.

"Yes sir... my nipples are very sensitive. Sometimes Matt sucks
them and bites them... and it feels so good", she replied
honestly. She could hardly believe that it was so easy to talk
about these things with Jim, but it was. He seemed to understand
her so well!

Jim withdrew his finger and held it in front of his face, looking
at it intently. Mink looked at it also, and saw the juices
covering it, and blushed even more deeply. Jim placed it in his
mouth and sucked it, cleaning it as she watched, his eyes fixed
on hers as he licked it clean.

"That will be all, Mink", Jim said, leaning back in his seat and
crossing his hands in his lap once more.

Mink looked at him, her mouth opening with consternation. She had
assumed there would be more than this. She had thought... but she
knew that it was over. This examination had ended and there would
be no more for tonight. Somewhat disappointed, but still excited
by exposing her naked body to Jim, Mink picked up her clothes and
turned to leave the room. Stopping before she reached the door to
the hallway, she stopped, and turning back toward Jim, said,
"Thank you, sir, for checking me."

"You're welcome, Mink. Sleep well", he replied.

Mink walked up the stairs naked, still unsure what to make of her
examination, and still perplexed by her step-father's failure to
take her as Matt had done earlier. She would have allowed him to
do just that, in fact she had wanted him to do it. Couldn't he
tell that? Should she have asked him to do it to her? What had
she done wrong?

She bathed herself quickly, cleaning her body and drying herself
off with the big terry-cloth towel before laying naked between
the cool sheets. Perhaps he will come to me in the night, she
thought. Perhaps he will come to me and teach me how to accept
him in my ass. I will sleep with my legs open, ready for him, in
case he does come to me. He can have me however he chooses,
anyway, anytime.

The young, naked step-daughter's hand moved between her legs once
again, and when it had finished its happy work there and had been
cleaned by her hungry mouth it rested on her stomach, sleeping
with her and dreaming of things to come.




From jonboy@thepoint.net Thu Jul 04 10:59:30 1996
Warning:  The following file contains adult material.
If you are offended by such material, or if you are
underage, or if it is illegal for to have such material
discontinue file access immediately.  The events
and characters depicted in this material are fiction.
Any parallels to people living or dead is purely
coincidental.

I did not write this.  This is a story I have greatly
appreciated.  I hope you do too. -Jonboy

MRWADE80.STY BY MASTER WADE

The Farmer's Step-daughter

Part Three

As the days and weeks passed, Mink grew increasingly frustrated
by her handsome step-father's failure to take her sexually as she
hungered for him to do. He did continue "checking her" after her
dates, and she loved it as much as ever, but it seemed that Jim
was never going to plunge into her with his own manhood. Once or
twice she had brazenly held his hand against her sex and ground
her hips against it, hoping that her heat would arouse him to the
point that he could control himself no longer; but in spite of
the fact that Jim had appeared pleased by her actions, he had
made her stop both times before she could bring herself to
orgasm.

If Mink's mother was aware of the sexual desire Mink felt for
Jim, or even of her being "checked" after each date there was no
evidence of it. Anne seemed more than content with Jim's handling
of the young girl, and the normalcy that Mink's improved behavior
had brought to their home. Whatever method Jim was using it was
certainly working, and that was the important thing.

There was no question that Mink's affection for Jim had much to
do with her new ability to stay out of trouble, but living on the
farm helped as well. Jim kept her busy with farm chores when she
wasn't dating or doing schoolwork, and as the school year drew to
a close there would be more and more hours spent caring for the
animals that shared the farm with them.

Mink had grown fond of her chores, and more especially of the
animals she cared for. She gave each of them names, learning
their particular mannerisms, and developing a raport with them
which was interesting to observe. Her main duty was the feeding
and grooming of the large animals, the cattle and horses, and
while she was at first a bit hesitant around them, over time she
came to trust them and they her.

The horses were her favorites, and Mink treated each of them like
like a show horse, brushing and combing their manes, keeping them
clean, well fed and well exercised. She loved watching them
breed, and as the mares gave birth, Mink watched over the young
foals as if they were her own children.

Jim enjoyed watching Mink take such an interest in the animals.
He saw the fondness which she felt for them, and had noticed her
particular attachment for the horses. As school ended and the
summer months wore on, Jim allowed Mink more and more of the
responsibility for their care, instructing her in administering
the medication they often required, even showing her how to clean
the stallions' large cocks before they were allowed to perform
their stud duties with neighboring farmer's mares.

Mink tried not to let Jim notice her fascination with the huge
cocks, but she came to love the opportunity to wash them and care
for them. She made it a part of her daily routine with her
favorite horses, not waiting until they were to be with a mare,
but cleaning them each afternoon, watching them grow so long and
hard, and rubbing her small hands up and down the full length of
them. On one occasion the big black stallion that Mink had come
to think of as her own had ejaculated while she rubbed him,
spewing an unbelievable amount of warm cum in seemingly endless
streams as she rubbed him up and down his shaft. Mink had stared
open-mouthed at the spectacle, shocked but pleased at what she
had made happen. As she stared at the pools of horse cum there in
the straw, she wondered just how much it would be like the cum
that she had so often taken from Matt's cock. Would it feel like
his cum on her skin? Would it taste like his? There was so much
of it! What would it be like to feel it shooting into her, long
gush after long gush pouring into her mouth or her vagina?

Such thoughts embarassed Mink, but excited her as well, and she
had moved back into the corner of the stall and had rubbed her
wet pussy hotly, staring at the still hard cock and the puddles
of warm horse semen. She felt so depraved, fingering herself
there in front of the stallion, thinking about his cock and his
cum, but never had she felt so much passion course through her
body. Surely it would be impossible to take such a huge cock into
herself...but yet Mink thought about it as she masturbated. Could
she open that wide? How much of its length could she take? How
could she position her body to allow the huge animal to fuck her?
Suppose he tried to put the whole thing into her...would he harm
her, or perhaps keep her from ever being able to have babies?
Maybe she would just lick the head sometime and let him spray her
face. She could keep her mouth open if she wanted, and taste him.
Or she could close it if it got to be too much, letting the warm
semen splash against her face and run over her breasts and
stomach.

Lifting her hips from the straw and plunging her fingers rapidly
between her wet lips, Mink came strongly, grunting and moaning,
staring at the big black stallion as waves of passion washed over
her. When it was over she fell back weakly, lying there amazed at
what she had just done. What would people think if they knew what
she had been thinking? What would Jim think of her? Would it make
him never want to have her sexually? Or would it make him want
her even more? All these questions and more had run through the
young girl's mind as she rested there, trying to sort out her
emotions and reconcile them with the deep hungers and needs
inside her.

Unknown to Mink, Jim had been very much aware of his
step-daughter's actions. He had happened upon her just as the
stallion was coming, and had stepped back into the shadows to see
just what her reaction would be. It had been incredibly exciting
to watch her, and he had taken out his cock and stroked it as he
saw her fascinating response. His own orgasm had occurred almost
simultaneously with hers as he had watched her lifting her hips
and working her fingers hotly inside herself. Perhaps he had
underestimated the passion that lived within the slim girl's
body. He hadn't wanted to rush her sexually, hadn't wanted to
frighten her or push her away from him. But after seeing the heat
in her reaction to the horse's eruption, he began to realize that
was extremely unlikely.

Slipping unobserved from the shadows and through the door of the
barn, Jim walked back toward the house re-evaluating Mink's
development. Perhaps she was indeed ready for more from him. Yes,
perhaps now was the time.





From jonboy@thepoint.net Thu Jul 04 11:00:41 1996
Warning:  The following file contains adult material.
If you are offended by such material, or if you are
underage, or if it is illegal for to have such material
discontinue file access immediately.  The events
and characters depicted in this material are fiction.
Any parallels to people living or dead is purely
coincidental.

I did not write this.  This is a story I have greatly
appreciated.  I hope you do too. -Jonboy

MRWADE81.STY BY MASTER WADE

The Farmer's Step-Daughter

Part Four

Mink enjoyed her dates with Chuck. They weren't as exciting
sexually as the ones with Matt, but Chuck was much more
considerate and liked to do a variety of interesting things,
which was a pleasant contrast to Matt's more narrow approach to
life. If nothing else it was nice to be able to dress up a bit,
to wear a dress occasionally rather than the tight jeans that
Matt usually expected her to have on.

As she prepared for her date with Chuck, Mink thought about the
difference in the clothes she had to choose from now and the ones
she had owned prior to her mother marrying Jim. Anne had always
had such conservative tastes, and would never let Mink buy
anything that was really in style or what Mink considered to be
really pretty. But Jim took Mink on all her shopping trips now,
partly to make sure she didn't shoplift, but also because he
enjoyed watching her try on different outfits, and was pleased
that she respected his opinion about what she should buy.

Unable to change Anne's clothing tastes much so far, Jim had
really enjoyed helping Mink choose her clothes. Mink trusted his
judgement completely, and where her closet had once been stocked
with long, full dresses and loose fitting slacks and blouses, now
it was full of much sexier and more up-to-date clothes, and
plenty of them. Jim seemed to have a particular preference for
tight fitting short skirts and dresses, which Mink had to admit
she did look wonderful in, and had even influenced her taste in
lingerie, encouraging her to wear garter-belts and stockings
rather than the pantyhose that so many other women seemed to
prefer. They were a bit of a bother at times, but Mink did enjoy
the way they made her feel so sexy when she wore them, and the
ease with which she could open herself to Chuck or to Jim when
she returned from her dates.

Jim amused her when they went shopping. She had more lingerie now
than she could ever hope to wear, especially the garter-belts,
but he insisted on buying her more each time they shopped. It was
never enough that she try them on in the store for him either,
once they got back home he always made her try them all on again,
often specifying which pair of high heels for her to wear, and
having her turn slowly in front of him and sometimes even walk
back and forth across the room as we watched. One one occasion he
had returned from town with a bag full of nothing but panties for
her. There had been at least two dozen pair, and she had
obediently modeled each pair for him, giving him ample time to
see them on her from all angles before sliding them off and
putting on yet another one.

Now as she sat on the edge of her bed and slid the tan stocking
up her right leg, smoothing it as she went before attaching it to
the clip of the garter-belt, Mink smiled at her handsome
step-father's obvious delight in her young body. She loved for
him to look at her, and even though there was at least a chance
that Chuck would make love to her tonight, it was not his
attentions that excited her most, but the opportunity to present
herself once again to Jim upon her return. He seemed to be
growing more and more amorous toward her with each passing day,
leaving his fingers inside her longer when he checked her young
pussy, and letting his hands slide over her breasts and legs more
sensously, touching nearly every inch of her during his
examinations.

Shaking her head from side to side in an attempt to drive her
thoughts of Jim from her long enough to finish dressing, Mink
stood and slid the tight dress over her head, tugging it down
over her ripe young frame. She chuckled softly as she thought
about her naked breasts. In all the time that Jim had been buying
lingerie for her he had never bought her a single bra. She surely
didn't need them; her breasts, while full, were quite firm enough
to stand high and proud on her chest without any help of that
sort. But she had to wonder how many other girls her age had a
lingerie drawer stocked as her's was.

The doorbell rang, and Mink heard Jim letting Chuck into the
living room. What a difference in Matt and Chuck. Normally Mink
would have been ready for at least thirty minutes before Matt
would ever arrive, and the only announcement of his presence
would be the roar of his bike in the driveway outside the house.
There was certainly much to be said for someone with his manners,
even if his love-making was a bit routine and lack-luster at
times.

As the young couple drove away, Mink slid over closer to Chuck,
sliding her dress up nearly to the tops of her stockings and
placing her hand high on his thigh. He smiled at her warmly and
placed his hand on her leg, massaging the stockinged flesh and
working his way almost too slowly toward the top of her leg.
Responding to his touch, Mink closed her eyes and lay her head on
his shoulder. She wondered if he knew that he could stop the car
at that very moment and do whatever he wanted to with her. As
much as she would enjoy the nice dinner and the movie they would
see following it, she wanted and needed more than anything to be
in the arms of a man tonight.

Sliding her hand up Chuck's thigh she found his small cock and
rubbed it gently, feeling it begin to respond. Maybe she should
suggest that they just park somewhere and forget dinner and the
movie. But she had tried that before and had been disappointed by
his lack of enthusiasm. No, she would have to wait and hope that
he would want and need her as much as she needed him. Opening her
legs and taking Chuck's hand in hers she slid it past the top of
her stocking and over her naked inner thigh pressing it against
her wet pantied crotch and wishing he would slide his fingers
under the edge and finger her. But it was not to be, as he merely
patted her and put his hand back on the wheel, turning the car
into the parking lot of the restaurant.

It was quite a nice restaurant, and Mink felt the eyes of the
other diners on her as they walked to their table. She and Chuck
made an attractive couple, but she knew that it was her on which
those eyes were focusing and it made her nipples grow even more
rigid under the tight dress.

Chuck did most of the talking during dinner, which was just as
well since Mink's mind was filled with thoughts about sex. She
tried to hide her impatience, but it seemed as if they would
never get through eating. At one point Mink had slid her high
heel off and toyed with Chucks leg under the table with her
stockinged foot. She wanted to feel it pressed against his
crotch, but Chuck had smiled and moved it back to the floor when
she had tried to put it there. The older man at the table to
their left had watched all that happen, and Mink smiled an
embarrassed smile at him as Chuck pushed her foot away. She
wasn't ashamed of her passionate nature, she just wished that
Chuck would take advantage of it.

Finally dinner was over, and as they walked back out to the car,
Mink finally decided to suggest they go somewhere other than the
movie.

"Are your Mom and Dad home?", she asked, taking his arm and
laying her head on his shoulder.

Chuck laughed quietly, glancing down at his friend. It wasn't the
first time she had asked him that question, and he knew exactly
why she was asking.

"They were going out tonight...you don't want to see the movie?",
he asked.

"Whatever you want is okay, but I'd really like to be alone with
you", she replied.

"We can watch a movie on tv if you like", he said. "We'll go to a
movie next week."

Mink smiled warmly. For some reason she especially needed sex
tonight, and the prospect of sitting through the long movie in
the theater with Chuck absent-mindedly playing with her had been
such a frustrating one.

Later, in the darkened living room of Chuck's house, Mink lay
with her head in his lap, the tight dress raised to her waist.
Her feet were flat on the couch, her legs opened, her panties
moist from the heat she felt inside them. Chuck ran his fingers
through her hair with one hand, and stroked the inside of her
thigh lightly with the other, his forearm pressed against her
pubic bone, his upper arm resting against Mink's left breast.

While her head was turned toward the flickering light of the
television, her mind was on the bulge she could feel pressing
against the back of her head under Chuck's pants and on the
burning need she felt to take him inside her. She felt his cock
make a tiny jerk and smiled at the realization that he was
beginning to respond to her. Ever so slowly she pressed her hips
upward, straining to rub her hardening clitoris against his
forearm. She felt him press back down at her and hunched back
upward more openly, wishing to encourage him. He pressed back
harder, sliding his hand down her thigh even closer to her wet
crotch and Mink began letting her hips rise and fall hotly,
humping herself against his arm.

Mink could feel Chuck's hardness complete now under her head, and
would have gladly rolled over onto her stomach and pressed her
face to his crotch taking him deeply into her mouth. She would
have kept her legs opened to him, and he could have fingered her
bottom any way he wished while she sucked his sperm into her. But
Chuck wasn't inclined to appreciate Mink's enjoyment of oral sex
that much. Maybe it was his knowledge of her relationship with
Matt and the conviction that she just as eagerly fell to her
knees in front of him, but whatever it was he preferred to lay
between her legs and take her pussy (like married people do it,
he always said).

Reaching down and taking Chuck's hand in hers she slid it to her
crotch, pressing his fingers against her wet panties. Chuck slid
his fingers up and down her slit, touching her clitoris firmly
the whole time with some part of his moving hand. Mink moaned
softly and continued hunching her hips upward hotly, loving the
feel of him touching her. She kept her hand on top of his,
guiding his strokes and before long feeling the accumulation of
her juices on his fingers as they leaked through the crotch of
the thin panties.

Stopping him for a second, she pulled the crotch of her panties
to the side, allowing him total access to her naked slit, and
groaning as his fingers slid between her trembling lips. Chuck
really wasn't very good at fingering her, but at the same time
his unstudied approach made it impossible to guess what he would
do next, and that in itself was often exciting. Mink was so
turned on by now that anything he had done would have pleased
her, just as long as he kept it up.

Finally he pressed his thumb into her, the top of it pressing
against her clit, and Mink turned her head to look at him,
moaning again and rubbing her right breast with her hand.

"Make love to me, Chuck", she breathed hotly. It would have been
"fuck me, Matt!" had she been with her other friend, and quite
possibly if she had been with ANY man other than Chuck, but she
knew better than to talk like that to him.

"Please do it, I want it so much!", she pleaded.

Chuck pulled his finger out of her and wiped it on her naked
thigh. Mink sat up, to allow him to change positions, and when he
had risen from the couch, she scooted backward, laying her ripe
young body on the couch again, her right foot moving to the
floor, her left leg rising to lay across the back of the couch.
She would have preferred taking off the panties, but Chuck was
always afraid his parents would come home and interrupt them and
that her panties would be left behind as evidence of their sin.

Mink watched her handsome young lover unzipping his pants and
reaching inside to retrieve his now hard and throbbing cock.
Reaching between her lewdly opened legs, she pulled the crotch of
her panties to the side again, exposing herself and making his
task as easy as she possibly could.

Chuck knelt on the couch, guiding his shaft with his left hand
and supporting himself on the back of the couch with his right.
He probed awkwardly, the slick head of his young manhood pressing
here and there, trying his best to find the center of her
opening. Mink finally reached to help him, and taking the hot
shaft in her hand pressed it to just the right place, hunching
herself upward to aid his entrance.

Her mind screamed its pleasure to her as the intruder made its
way deeper and deeper into her moist opening. Yes! This was what
she had been hungering for all night long, what she needed and
wanted so desperately! Reaching for Chuck's waist, Mink wrapped
her legs around him, pushing herself upward toward him as he
began moving in and out of her.

The glare of the headlights illuminating the darkened room
preceded the sound of the car in the driveway as Chuck's parents
arrived home earlier than expected.

"Damn! They're home!", he exclaimed, pushing Mink's grasping legs
away from him and removing his now deflating cock from her still
hungry sex. Mink's hand flew to her clit and she rubbed it hotly
as Chuck rose from the couch, shoving himself back into his
pants.

"Get up! Pull your dress down! They're home!", he whispered
desperately. "Mink!! Come on!"

Overcome with frustration, Mink tore her hand away from her needy
sex and swung her legs to the floor, tugging at the dress to pull
it back down in an acceptable manner. Chuck fell heavily to the
couch, putting his arm around her just as his Mother called out
to them from the kitchen.

Their close call at being caught discouraged Chuck from trying
anything further that evening, even though Mink had pleaded with
him to take her to the overlook on the way home. There would be
other times, he said, no need to push their luck when it was this
late already.

Kissing him goodnight sweetly on the porch outside the farm
house, Mink outwardly tried to appear understanding. Inwardly her
frustration still burned hotly, and she was angry that she had
been deprived of the pleasure she hungered for so deeply.

Entering the living room and finding her step-father awaiting her
as usual, Mink tried to hide the emotions that coursed through
her and assumed that she was successful. She was not.




From jonboy@thepoint.net Thu Jul 04 11:02:02 1996
Warning:  The following file contains adult material.
If you are offended by such material, or if you are
underage, or if it is illegal for to have such material
discontinue file access immediately.  The events
and characters depicted in this material are fiction.
Any parallels to people living or dead is purely
coincidental.

I did not write this.  This is a story I have greatly
appreciated.  I hope you do too. -Jonboy

MRWADE82.STY BY MASTER WADE

The Farmer's Step-Daughter

Part Five

Smiling at his young step-daughter as she walked across the room,
Jim could tell immediately that the evening had been a
disappointment to her. He had seen that look on her face before,
usually after dates with Chuck. He looked up and down her
attractive body, assuming correctly from the wrinkled nature of
her dress that there had at least been some rather exciting
foreplay.

"Hi!", he said warmly. "My you look lovely in that dress, you
don't wear it much anymore."

Mink smiled back at her handsome step-father. "Well, I don't wear
any of them often enough to justify having as many as you've
bought me, but I do like this one alot." She reached behind her
to unzip it and began sliding the thin straps from her shoulders.

"No, wait. Let me see you in it a moment longer. Its really very
good for you. Turn around slowly."

Mink grinned broadly. Jim made her feel so good about herself.
Putting her hands on her hips she turned gracefully just in front
of him, moving around slowly, letting him see her from all
angles. She knew the zipper was down in back and that he'd see
her bare back, and she lingered just a bit longer, hoping it
would excite him to have that teasing view of her.

"Very nice, Mink." Jim whistled softly in appreciation. "Which
garter belt did you wear?"

"The black one with the red bows... would you like to see it?",
she asked, teasingly.

"Yes", he replied, smiling broadly at their little game. "Show
me."

Mink knew just as Jim did that she would be naked in front of him
in just a few moments anyway, and that this little game was not
about nakedness but was about erotic teasing. She loved doing it
for him and had found it becoming a more regular part of his
examination of her as time went on. Turning her back to him once
more, Mink looked over her shoulder at him sexily and grasped the
dress by the sides, lifting it slowly. Bit by bit she exposed
more and more of the backs of her long legs to him, lifting the
dress higher and higher until it was at her waist. Bending over
sligtly and pushing her pantied ass out toward him, she asked
with a voice thick with passion, "Would you like to see the front
too?"

Jim felt his cock stirring inside his pants as the attractive
young girl raised the dress above the tops of her stockings and
over the black panties and matching garter belt. Her ass was one
of her better features, and frankly it had been with a bit of
disappointment that he had found Mink's behavior changing so
quickly for the better. He had fantasized often about laying her
across his lap and spanking her youthful cheeks, but hadn't found
any really explainable excuse so far.

"Yes, show me all of it, Mink", he replied, softly.

Allowing the dress to fall back slightly as she turned, the hem
now even with the top of the stockings, Mink faced him, her feet
spread apart evenly. She leaned forward slightly now, the straps
of the dress falling sexily down her arms, the top exposing just
the upper curves of her ripe breasts. Placing her hands flat on
her thighs, she slid the dress up slowly, allowing the hem to
rise above the stockings, exposing her white flesh and the black
straps which contrasted with her skin so beautifully. Her legs
were locked tightly at the knees, her body still leaning forward
from the waist up. Up and up the hands moved, sensuously, until
the hem was gathered around her waist, the tiny panties and the
full frontal portion of the garter belt easily visible.

Jim fed on her beauty with his eyes, taking in every detail, from
the width of the opening between her spread legs to the whisps of
pubic hair that stuck out from the sides and top of the panties.
He stared at her for quite some time, enjoying the view, and
aware of the effect that leaving her posed like that would have
on her.

"Lower the top, Mink", he finally instructed.

Mink straightened, sliding the straps slowly off each arm, the
hem of her dress still gathered around her waist, her legs still
opened widely. Taking the upper portion of the dress in her hands
she tugged it down over her breasts, letting it fall to her
waist. She was nearly nude now, the material of her dress
entirely gathered in a lump of fabric around her middle, her
breasts totally exposed, her hard nipples being stared at by this
older man.

"Your nipples are hard, like little pebbles, Mink", Jim said
evenly.

Mink swallowed hard. He seldom if ever commented this personally
about her body, and every time he did it made her flush with
passion. "Yes, I know", she replied simply.

"Thats usually a sign of arousal, Mink", he said.

"They've been that way all night." Her voice trembled slightly as
she replied, her excitement exposing itself.

"Pinch them a little", Jim instructed.

Mink took a deep breath. He had never asked her to touch herself
in front of him before, but it was certainly something she had
fantasized about often enough. She moved her hands to her
breasts, looking down at them, and circled the hard nipples with
the thumb and forefinger of each hand. Slowly she tightened her
grip, pinching the small nubs. A tiny gasp escaped her lips, and
she let her head fall back, her eyes closing.

"Yes, thats it. Keep pinching them. Pinch harder."

Mink increased the tension, closing her eyes more tightly, her
mouth opening slightly. It was hard to keep from moving her hips,
but she wasn't sure what Jim would think of her hunching them in
front of him.

"Do you have Chuck's sperm inside you, Mink", Jim asked.

Mink continued pinching the nipples, and looked at Jim through
eyes glazed with passion. "No," she said softly, "his parents
came home early."

"But you wanted it, didn't you, Mink?"

"Yes," she replied, "yes, very much."

"Pinch the nipples harder now, Mink, and pull them out away from
your breasts."

Mink tightened her grip even more, moaning, and pulled the
nipples outward toward her step-father.

"Did you see Chuck's cock tonight, Mink", he asked.

"Yes, for a moment", she replied, her face beginning to contort
with lust.

"You like cocks alot, don't you, Mink?"

"Yes." It was all she could do to breathe now, and her knees were
weakening.

"I have to check your pussy for cum anyway, you realize that,
don't you, Mink?"

"Yes, Jim, I know. Its okay."

"Take off the dress and the panties, and step up a little
closer", he instructed.

Mink released her throbbing nipples and slid the dress down off
her hips, kicking it to the side. Moving her hips sexily, she
tugged the tiny soaked panties downward and off, tossing them
aside as well, and stepped within a foot or so of her
step-father.

"Hold open the lips for me, Mink, let me look inside."

Mink obediently moved both hands to her sex, and taking the outer
lips in her fingers, pulled them down and out, opening her vagina
to his gaze.

"You're so wet! Much wetter than usual. Has it been like that all
night too, Mink?", he asked teasingly.

Mink merely nodded, embarrassed but excited by this unusual
stream of questions.

"I think I'll let you help me with the examination tonight, Mink.
Put one of your fingers inside for me."

Mink blushed a deep red, but obediently placed the middle finger
of her right hand into her wet opening pushing it in deeply.

"Move it around inside, get it nice and wet."

Mink moved the finger down toward the bottom of her slit, and
then to the top again, she caressed the sides of her pussy with
it, slid it in and out, fingering herself only inches from Jim.
Much more of this and I'll come, screaming, she thought to
herself.

"Now take it out and show it to me, Mink", he instructed.

Mink slid the drenched finger from her and held it up in front of
Jim's face. He took her hand in his and examined the finger
closely, taking his time.

"Well, I don't see any cum on it, Mink. I certainly do see alot
of your juices though. Thats another sign of arousal, another
sign that a woman needs a cock inside her."

Mink was beginning to feel as if she was going to explode inside.
She'd never been so hot in her life, and she had to fight the
urge to beg Jim to fuck her. God! She needed it so much!!

"This finger isn't as big as a man's cock, is it Mink?", he
teased.

"No, its much smaller." She swallowed hard, looking at the wet
finger.

Jim took her ring finger and placed it beside her middle finger,
holding the others closed toward her palm.

"Is this more like it, Mink? Is this about the size of a man's
cock?"

She swallowed again. "No, a co... er, the ones I've seen are
bigger still."

"The whats, Mink? The cocks? You can say it, I like for you to
say it."

"Cocks are bigger", she replied weakly. He was rubbing her hand
softly now with his.

Adding her index finger to the other two, Jim looked at them,
turning them slowly. "This is more like it, isn't it Mink? Isn't
this about the size of a man's cock?"

"Yes, it is", she replied breathlessly. All this talk of men's
cocks was making her even hotter.

"Good, now put them inside, Mink. Put this cock sized group of
fingers inside for me."

Mink closed her eyes, embarrassed to see the three fingers
heading toward her exposed sex, and placed the tips of them at
her opening, sliding them inside slowly.

Jim watched the young girl pressing the tips of three fingers
into her wet pussy and felt his cock grow totally rigid inside
his pants. She bent at the knees slightly, pressing inward more
firmly, sliding the full length of the three fingers into her.
She moaned, and uncontrollably began moving her hips against the
hand.

"Thats more like it, isn't it Mink? Thats more like what you've
been wanting all night, isn't it, sweetie?"

"Yessssss... it is Jim!", she hissed, moving her hips more
intensely now, and beginning to fuck the fingers in and out of
herself.

"Thats it, Mink, move the fingers in and out. Yes, just like
that. I like to watch you."

Mink fucked herself more wantonly now, feeling herself losing
control, needing so much to come.

"You really do like cocks, don't you Mink?"

"Yes, Jim... oh yes... I LOVE cocks!", she moaned hotly.

"Yes, of course you do", Jim replied, beginning to rub his thick
cock through his pants. "And when you're cleaning the stallions
you love the feel of their cocks too, don't you, Mink?"

Mink's eyes opened in astonishment at the mention of the horse
cocks. Surely he hadn't seen her stroking them so lovingly! He
was rubbing himself now as he watched her hips moving. She'd
never seen him do that before. Keeping her eyes glued on his
moving hand, she replied quietly. "They're so big!"

"Yes, they are big, Mink. They're huge. Huge shafts of hard meat
with loads and loads of cum to squirt. Do you like to fuck,
Mink?" His voice was heavy with lust now, the nasty words
shooting into Mink and exploding inside her.

"I love to fuck. I need it sometimes so bad", she confessed, lost
in a sea of passion.

"You need it bad now, don't you, Mink? You want me to fuck you,
don't you?"

"Yes, oh Jim! Yessss, please!" She was moving the hand rapidly
now, plunging the three fingers in and out.

Jim unzipped his pants and struggled to remove his rock hard
cock. Mink watched him hotly, amazed by the size of the cock she
had fantasized about so often. When he had its full length out
and stroked it openly in front of her she realized it was much
longer even than Matt's cock was and thicker as well. Her mouth
was watering.

"Kneel on the floor and lean forward on your hands, Mink. Open
your legs, I'm going to mount you."

Mink trembled, and reluctantly removing her fingers from her wet
sex, knelt on the floor in front of the couch as instructed,
placing her knees apart and supporting herself with her hands out
in front of her. She looked back over her shoulder to see him
removing his shirt and pants. Almost instinctively she lowered to
her elbows, raising her ass higher, presenting it to him. As he
slid his undershorts off his huge cock swung slowly in front of
him. It was certainly much smaller than the huge horse dicks, but
compared to Matt's and especially the cock she had longed for
earlier in the evening, still monstrous.

Jim knelt behind his young step-daughter, running his fingers
through her sex, gathering her juices and spreading them on the
head of his large cock. She jerked at his touch and moved her ass
in small circles, hungry for what she was about to receive.

The symbolism of their position and of the size of the cock she
was about to take was not lost on Mink. It was almost as if she
were one of the mares she had seen bred so often, kneeling,
exposed, about to be filled with a huge member.

Taking the shaft in his hand and moving closer to her, Jim rubbed
the head along her slit, thrilling at the feel of her lips
against his smooth skin. Centering it easily, he moved forward,
spreading her, making way for the long thickness to follow the
head.

Mink gasped, feeling herself stretched as never before.
Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion, and it seemed
as if the head would never slide between her lips. Finally it
did, accompanied at first by an uncomfortable stretching not too
unlike pain. She gritted her teeth, determined to take it all,
and pushed herself back on the huge invader. Her walls clung to
the thick meat entering her. It seemed as if he was touching her
in places she had never been touched before. More and more of the
hard shaft entered her, filling her, prodding her as she had only
dreamed of in the past. Finally she felt the tip of him touching
her cervix, and was aware that he had not completely entered her
even yet. He was pushing harder toward her, causing her to move
forward as he pressed against the opening of her womb.

Jim held her by her hips, his fingers caressing the lacey straps
of the garter belt as he began moving his huge cock in and out of
her. After one or two strokes the uncomfortable feeling began to
subside, and Mink's copious moisture lubricated both the sheath
and its invader as her muscles relaxed to accomodate him inside
her.

He moved more quickly now, hunching forward into her and driving
most of his length into her with each lunge. Mink stared at the
floor, her mouth opened wide, amazed at the sensations flooding
her. She raised her hands toward her chest as she became
comfortable with the motion of their hunching bodies, still
supporting herself on her elbows and began pinching her nipples
once again. She tightened and released her vaginal muscles,
stroking the huge shaft that slid between her lips.

Jim couldn't believe how good she was, how easily she was
accomodating him. Just a bit more and she would have his full
length inside her and his heavy balls would be slapping against
her tight young ass. He had longed for this chance to pump his
meat into her for so long now, and it was even better than he had
expected it to be!

Beside herself with passion, her mind caught up in the
remembrance of her nearly constant hunger of the evening and of
this fantastic realization of her deepest fantasies, Mink shoved
herself back toward Jim, wanting every inch of him inside her.
Each time she fucked back at him the head of his huge cock would
press more firmly against her cervix, but she came to accept and
enjoy the pounding that he was giving her, wanting and even
needing to feel him slamming against the opening of her womb.

Jim could feel Mink pushing back at him, encouraging him to feed
her more and more of himself, and began plunging into her even
more freely and with greater force, no longer concerned about
hurting her with his huge cock. Her body rocked forward with each
plunge of his hips, and he felt her stretching more and more with
each lunge of his hips. Bit by bit more and more of his balls
began touching her and before long he could feel the cheeks of
her ass pressing against him firmly as the full length of his
long shaft disappeared inside her.

Mink began moving her stomach up and down now, swinging her ass
up and down and around in circles, caressing the thick cock
inside her in every possible way as she dug a fingernail into her
nipple. She felt as if she were on a skewer, being impaled on it,
filled with it, turning and rotating, feeling it hot within her.

Rather than the slow build-up of passion that had accompanied her
other orgasms in the past, Mink felt an explosion within her that
came without warning. The force of it jerked her ass into the air
with such force that she swore she could feel her knees leaving
the carpeted floor. Her head fell hard to the floor, her elbows
folded, her breast spreading themselves against the carpet under
her. She felt Jim's hand on her back now, holding her down as he
continued ramming into her with more passion than she had ever
known possible.

Every nerve in her body seemed to be charged at once, and the
extreme pleasure of the manhood within her was eclipsed by the
eruption of orgasmic tremors which coursed through her from head
to foot. She shook, trembled, and was only barely able to resist
screaming out as wave after wave of pleasure exploded within her.

Jim had never seen anyone come so forcefully, and as Mink had
fallen to her chest in front of him his own orgasm had begun,
erupting within him forcefully, nearly taking his breath away.
His jerking penis pumped load after load of hot sperm into his
writhing young step-daughter as he held it deeply within her,
grasping her hips tightly and pulling her back against him hard.

Later, when it was over and Jim was leaning back against the
front of the couch recuperating, Mink had crawled to him and
gently licked her juices and the last traces of his cum from his
softening penis. She was in total awe of him now. Never had she
known such passion, nor had she in her wildest dreams believed it
could have been as wonderful as it really was.

Mink fell asleep easily that night, her body exhausted, her mind
put to ease by the long awaited for encounter with her handsome
step-father. Jim lay awake, reliving the incredible moments of
their time together. He felt himself growing hard again, and
turning onto his side, pressed his full member against Mink's
mother. She stirred slightly at his touch, and as he reached over
her hip, sliding his fingers toward her clitoris, she raised her
upper leg and reached between them, searching for his huge cock.




From jonboy@thepoint.net Thu Jul 04 11:03:17 1996
Warning:  The following file contains adult material.
If you are offended by such material, or if you are
underage, or if it is illegal for to have such material
discontinue file access immediately.  The events
and characters depicted in this material are fiction.
Any parallels to people living or dead is purely
coincidental.

I did not write this.  This is a story I have greatly
appreciated.  I hope you do too. -Jonboy

MRWADE83.STY BY MASTER WADE

The Farmer's Step-Daughter

Part Six

Once Jim had taken Mink in the living room floor everything about
their relationship seemed to change. Mink was thrilled by the
change, but its magnitude was almost overwhelming for her at
first. He never passed her without touching her now, even when
her mother was watching. At those times it was always just a
friendly pat on the shoulder or an arm around her, but when they
were alone he touched her freely wherever he liked and often took
her in his arms and kissed her deeply, pulling her to him
tightly.

It seemed to Mink that Jim couldn't get enough of her now. Five
days had passed since they had first "done it" together, and they
hadn't missed a day since then. Three times Jim had sneaked into
her room at night, waking her, and had taken her while her mother
slept. The other days he had taken her in the barn in the middle
of the day, laying her in the hay and peeling her tight jeans
off, kissing her long legs and her wet sex before plunging his
huge cock into her. No one had ever kissed her like that before.
Matt certainly never took time for that, and Chuck was repulsed
by even the idea of it. But Jim seemed to love it, kissing her
nearly every time until she had an orgasm and often kissing her
well past that point. Mink loved every second of it, and even
enjoyed tasting herself on his lips when he kissed her afterward.

The result of all these changes was that Mink never knew when she
might be eaten or fucked by her handsome step-father and thought
about it almost constantly. Since Jim worked there on the farm
they were together almost constantly, and Mink found herself
staying wet almost all the time. Jim noticed that and kidded her
about it, calling her J.P. when they were alone, explaining that
J.P. stood for Juicy Pussy. Mink liked the nickname and was happy
to be that wet so often.

Anne had been planning a trip to visit her sister for some time,
and had been expecting Mink to go with her. It would mean being
away for several days, and Mink had dreaded the trip, not wanting
to leave Jim for that long. Jim evidently felt the same way about
it, and managed to convince Anne that he needed for Mink to stay
there on the farm to help him during Anne's absence. Anne
accepted the change of plans graciously, glad that Mink could be
that so much help to Jim while she was gone.

On the day of her departure the car was barely out of sight
before Mink was in Jim's arms, his strong hands roaming over her
youthful body. He stood behind her, filling his hands with her
breasts and rubbing his hardening manhood against her firm bottom
as they stood on the front porch, the dust still settling in the
driveway. Mink reached downward and unzipped her jeans while Jim
caressed her breasts, shoving them, along with her panties, down
past her hips. Then bending over and supporting herself on the
porch railing, she spread her legs as far as the jeans would
allow her to, offering her naked sex to her handsome step-father.

Jim had taken her quickly, pulling his cock from his jeans and
shoving into her, filling her and pumping her and thrilling at
the way her tight young sex gripped his stiff dick.

After their fervent encounter on the porch, Jim had made Mink
change clothes, allowing her to wear only a pair of cut-off jeans
and her work boots. They went around the farm, tending to the
normal chores, Mink's naked breasts exposed for all the world to
see. Jim watched her the entire time, seeing her rub her breasts
against the side of the big stallion as she brushed and curried
him, excited by this semi-naked view of his young step-daughter
doing her chores.

"Clean his cock, Mink", Jim instructed her.

"Oh, are we going to take him somewhere today?", Mink asked. She
loved watching the big stallion at work.

"No, I just want to watch you cleaning his cock", Jim replied, as
if it were the most normal thing in the world to want to do.

Mink complied. There wasn't anything she wouldn't do for Jim, and
she loved playing with the big black stallion's huge cock anyway.
She filled the water bucket and moved underneath the horse,
sitting on the old milking stool. She soaked the sponge full of
the soapy water and began cleaning him, watching with excitement
as his cock emerged from the sheath, growing larger and larger
and larger as she touched him.

"You're making his dick hard, Mink", Jim said, smiling.

Mink didn't reply, but started rubbing her hands along the huge
shaft, wanting to make it hard for Jim, wanting him to see her
stroking the horse cock.

"Thats not cleaning, Mink, thats masturbating, but don't stop,
keep masturbating the horse dick", he said.

Mink swallowed hard. She always did it this way, and she wasn't
sure if it was cleaning or masturbating, but whatever it was she
liked it. There was something especially erotic about Jim
watching her do it. She wrapped her tiny hands around the big
hunk of flesh and stroked it, sliding her hands up and down and
up and down, the horse cock now fully extended, nearly three feet
long and as thick as her arm.

"Will you do anything I ask you to do, Mink?", Jim asked.

"Yes, Jim, I'll do anything you want me to do", she replied,
honestly, still stroking the horse.

"This is something very nasty, Mink. You have to promise you
won't tell Anne that I made you do it. Do you promise?"

"I won't tell, honest I won't", she replied.

"And you'll do it? Whatever it is?", he asked, his voice
thickening.

"If its nasty, I'll do it, Jim. I like doing nasty things,
especially when you want me to do them. You know what it does to
me."

Jim smiled. He certainly did know. "Yes, I know, J.P., I know
what it does to you, and thats one reason I want you to do it."

"Can I take my shorts off, Jim?", Mink asked, feeling so sexy and
so hot.

"Sure, take them off. I like seeing you naked. But leave the
boots on."

Mink left the long animal cock long enough to pull the raggedy
jeans shorts from her body. Jim had not allowed her to wear
panties under them, so she was now completely naked except for
the heavy work boots on her feet. She resumed her position on the
stool, feeling the cool air hitting her hot and wet sex as she
began masturbating the horse again.

"I want to see you drink horse cum, Mink", Jim said.

Mink blushed deeply. She had thought often about what it would be
like to let the big horse shoot a full load of his fuck into her
face, and had often considered doing it. But it was so nasty, so
terrible. She felt her vagina contracting, her nipples hardening
at the words her step-father was speaking to her.

"Do you really?", she asked, timidly.

"Yes, I do. I know you love cocks, and I know you love cum. And I
know you are aware of how much cum horses shoot from their huge
cocks when they come, aren't you?"

Mink had seen it for sure. In fact she had stroked this very
stallion to more than one orgasm and had on more than one
occasion wiped the cum from the head of his cock and had tasted
it.

"Yes, I've seen it. It won't hurt me to take his cum?", she
asked, quietly.

"No, it won't hurt. And I promise I'll fuck you after you take
it. Is that what you'd like?"

"Oh yes, Jim. Please promise you will. It will make me hot to
take his cum, and I'll need you. Please promise me you will."

"Oh, I promise, Mink. I'll fuck you hard. Sit on the hay under
him and lick the head of his dick. Stroke him until he shoots and
keep your mouth open. Try to get as much as you can inside your
mouth. Do it."

Mink got off the stool and sat underneath the big horse, keeping
her hands wrapped around his huge black cock. She positioned her
naked body so that she could easily reach the head of the monster
cock and began licking the smooth skin of the softball size head
as her hand slid back and forth along its length. The hay tickled
her naked bottom and she squirmed slightly as she licked at the
cock. She was only vaguely aware of Jim sliding off his jeans and
sitting on the stool next to them.

The big stallion whinnied, and Mink knew she was making progress.
Her tongue lathed at the dark skin, lingering at the big hole in
the end of it, teasing the horse, tasting a bit of the horse's
pre-cum. She could smell his sex, and her hands slid along the
length of the animal cock, pumping it, stroking it, while her
step-father watched, stroking his own cock as she continued
licking.

Almost without warning the stallion began coming. His cock jerked
violently in her hands and a huge gob of hot horse cum splashed
against her face, catching her by surprise and landing on her
nose and cheeks, almost getting into her eyes. She opened her
mouth widely as the second huge eruption of cum shot forth out of
the big black cock. This time her aim was better and she felt the
warm fuck filling her mouth, coating her tongue and draining back
toward her throat. She almost gagged there was so much of it, and
then yet another stream of hot fuck hit her, splasing into her
open mouth. She swallowed hard, drinking the hot horse fuck that
kept exploding toward her, her hands still pumping on the monster
dick. She closed her mouth to swallow, and another stream hit
her, splashing against her closed mouth and running down onto her
naked body, splashing against her naked tits and dripping down to
her young legs.

It seemed as if the stallion would never stop coming. Wave after
wave of hot fuck erupted from the huge cock, splashing against
her naked skin, some hitting her open mouth, some covering her
body while Jim watched, his hand around his own cock, stroking
himself as he watched her.

Finally there was no more cum for her to take, and Mink ran her
hand over her breasts, spreading the warm cum over her naked
skin.

"Fuck me now, Jim...please fuck me!", she pleaded, sliding out
from under the stallion.

Jim rose from the stool, overcome with passion, and took the
young step-daughter by the arm and led her to the corner of the
stall. He lay her on her back and pressed her legs back toward
her cum covered chest, pressing his hot member into her dripping
opening and fucking her harder than he had ever fucked anyone in
his life. Mink kept trying to kiss him, wanting him to taste the
horse cum in her kiss, but Jim refused, moving his head, but
still pumping into her with tremendous force. Mink began coming
almost immediately, her hips fucking back at him, her muscles
gripping him, squeezing him.

In almost no time both of them were coming, spilling their heated
passion, screaming into the barn as their lust overcame them.

Afterward, as they lay there in the barn holding each other, Mink
thought about what she had just done and smiled. She had just
taken horse cum into her mouth for a man. But it had not just
been any man, it had been her mother's husband. She had meant it
when she had told him she would do anything he asked her to do.
And she would prove that in the days to come.




From jonboy@thepoint.net Thu Jul 04 11:04:23 1996
Warning:  The following file contains adult material.
If you are offended by such material, or if you are
underage, or if it is illegal for to have such material
discontinue file access immediately.  The events
and characters depicted in this material are fiction.
Any parallels to people living or dead is purely
coincidental.

I did not write this.  This is a story I have greatly
appreciated.  I hope you do too. -Jonboy

MRWADE84.STY BY MASTER WADE

The Farmer's Step-daughter

Part Seven

Later on that same afternoon, his mind still full of the lusty
sight of Mink drenched in horse cum, Jim had made Mink repeat the
act, and had this time taken pictures of her doing it with his
camera. Mink had responded hotly to being photographed, and
suggested that after dinner Jim allow her to model some of the
lingerie he had bought for her while he took more pictures of
her.

Mink made a wonderful model, her ripe young body just as suited
for it as the bodies of the young women in the magazines and
catalogs. Jim posed her in various positions, innocent ones at
first, and then as his passion grew, more daring ones. One he
particularly liked was the pose of her only partially clad with
her legs open and her hands opening her sex to the camera.

By the time they ran out of film there was a large pile of sexy
underthings laying in the corner of Mink's room and she had been
sucked, fingered, or fucked to several more orgasms. Jim bathed
Mink that night, cleaning her gently, and took her yet another
time before allowing her to fall asleep in his arms. It had been
a day crammed full of eroticsm for both of them and they slept
well.

Mink rose before her step-father the following morning, and when
Jim entered the kitchen he found her preparing their breakfast
clad only in a pair of pale yellow bikini panties and a pair of
high heels. Giving her a soft and tender good-morning kiss and
running his hands over her body long enough to feel her shudder
of excitement, Jim poured a cup of fresh coffee and sat at the
table, watching her as she continued cooking, delighting in the
view he had of her tight young ass and perfect legs.

They ate quietly, enjoying the early morning sounds of the farm
and happy to be alone together. After they were done, Mink
cleared the table and then lay down on it in front of Jim,
sliding her yellow panties off and spreading her legs. Jim smiled
at the lusty freedom his young step-daughter now felt and the
consistency with which she offered herself to him. He leaned
forward to lick her opened sex.

"Put some jelly on it if you like", Mink said, smiling.

Jim grinned. She was in a playful mood already. He rose from his
chair and retrieved a few of the items Mink had moved from the
table to the counter earlier. Taking a bottle of squeeze
margarine and holding it above her pubis, Jim squirted the slick
yellow imitation butter down along her slit, rubbing it in with
his fingers.

"Get some inside too...it feels so good," Mink moaned.

He pressed the nozzle to her opening and pressed hard, squirting
a large amount of the margarine into her sheath. Seeing her jerk
her hips hotly as the liquid squirted into her, Jim pushed the
head of the bottle into her further, fucking her with it.

Mink responded hotly, hunching back at the odd intruder. It
really did feel wonderful. The cap portion of the container was
like a small cock and yet the shoulders of it pressed against her
full slit, touching her clit in the process. And then there was
the margarine squirting into her, reminding her of a man's warm
sperm.

"Mmmmm, that looks hot!", Jim said, "its too bad we're out of
film. I'd love a picture of you fucking yourself with that."

"We can do it again...anytime you want", Mink replied, sincerely.

"Whew!", Jim thought to himself. Mink was turning out to be even
better than he had hoped. He was beginning to wonder if there
were truly any limits to what she would do for him or allow him
to do to her.

He knew he could continue fucking her with the margarine bottle
until she came if he liked, but Jim wanted to taste her. So
removing the bottle from her bottom, he opened the jar of grape
jelly and began spreading it over her margarine covered slit,
pressing some inside that he could dig for with his tongue. When
he had it coated sufficiently he set the jar down only to find
Mink picking it up and spreading jelly on her naked breasts as
well.

The phrase "teen tit toast" popped into Jim's mind and he
struggled not to laugh as Mink spread the dark jelly all over her
delicious breasts. She licked her fingers to clean them, looking
into his eyes as she sucked them like tiny cocks. He rose and
leaned over her, licking at the hard nipples that poked up
through the jelly which covered them, sucking it into his mouth.
His tongue moved over her breasts, cleaning them, delighting in
the new sensations they both were feeling.

When he had cleaned both of her breasts, Jim moved back between
her legs once more and began licking her sex, swallowing the
mixture of pussy juice, margarine and grape jelly that covered
the young slit and pressing his tongue into her, sucking at the
jelly and margarine inside her. Some of the margarine and jelly
had run down her crack and he dutifully licked over her anus,
cleaning her of the condiments before moving back to her
throbbing clitoris and sucking it back into his mouth. He held
onto her hips as they rose and fell under him, making sure she
didn't fall from the table in the heat of her passion, and
pressed his face to her young crotch as she erupted in her first
orgasm of the day.

When it was over and Mink had licked Jim's face to clean it of
the strange mixture that covered it, they walked together arm in
arm up the stairs. Jim watched Mink scrub herself, getting the
sticky jelly off of her breasts and out of her sex while he lay
out her clothes for the day on the bed. They needed to go into
town to do some shopping. They were out of film, of course, and
that was something that certainly had to be remedied, and there
were other things that Jim wanted them to shop for together as
well.

He had already decided that they would go to a larger city nearby
where not many people knew them, rather than to the small town
which was their usual shopping center. So, rather than choosing
the rather conservative clothes that he might normally want Mink
to wear, he laid out instead a very sexy pair of tight white
short-shorts and a matching white halter top which rather than
having elastic across the bottom hung freely, standing out away
from her flat belly and sometimes allowing a glimpse of the
bottoms of her firm breasts.

"No panties?", Mink asked, smiling as she looked at the items on
the bed.

"Nope, no panties for you this time, Mink. Oh..by the way," he
continued, reaching into his pocket and removing two gold toned
balls, "push these up inside you before you put on the shorts."

Mink looked at the balls he held out to her with a look of
confusion. "Push them into my pussy?", she asked, wondering.

"Yes, your pussy. They're ben waa balls and they will move around
inside you while we shop and keep you nice and wet. You know I
love for you to stay wet."

Mink took the two shiny balls from him and pushed them one at a
time up inside her vagina. She saw him grinning as the balls
disappeared. "They will come out without any problem, won't
they?", she asked timidly.

Jim smiled warmly at her and pinched her left nipple. "Oh yes,
they'll come out when we want them to. Now, get dressed, we have
lots to do."

Mink continued dressing, feeling the hard metal balls inside her
as she moved. It was erotic feeling something moving around
inside her sex. She wondered if she could keep from having a
climax while they walked around together, and what would happen
if she had one with others around her.

The drive to the city took about an hour, and Jim let Mink play
with his cock and suck him to a very nice orgasm along the way.
The halter top had worked nicely for their ride together,
allowing him to reach up under it with easy access to her hard
nipples while she slid her mouth up and down on his cock.

It was early in the day still, and the city streets were full of
people on their way to work. As they sat at the stoplight waiting
for it to change, Jim looked over at the young girl next to him.
She would create quite a sensation and would certainly have lots
of men staring at her.

"Do you like for men to look at you, Mink?", he asked.

"Yes, I guess so. Sometimes they stare and I wonder what they're
thinking. I guess they'll stare alot with me in this outfit."

"Yes, I expect they will, Mink. Do you think they look at you and
think what a good fuck you would be?"

"Is that what you think when you look at me?", she replied.

"Yes, it is. You really look like you would be a wonderful fuck,
especially in those shorts and that top, and of course you are a
wonderful fuck!", he smiled. "Do you ever think about letting
more than one man fuck you at a time, Mink?"

This line of conversation was getting to her. The men walking by
were looking in at her already and they couldn't even see her
legs or her bare stomach above the shorts. It seemed that
everywhere she looked there were men looking back at her and
smiling.

"I have thought about it before. Is that very naughty?"

"Yes, I suppose it is. But not much more naughty than jerking off
horses. Perhaps someday I'll let some other men fuck you."

Mink stared straight ahead and didn't say anything, but her hand
moved to her crotch and she rubbed her clitoris through the tight
shorts. She'd do it for Jim. No, really she'd do it for herself.
She wondered if they would be guys her own age, or if they would
be older men like Jim. How many would there be? Would they be big
like Jim or more like Chuck? Would he let them have her mouth
too?

"These balls inside me are making me very hot", she said. "Is
there anywhere we can go before we get home?"

"You mean anywhere we can go so that you can fuck me, Mink", he
asked, grinning broadly.

"No, where you can fuck me...just a quickie...I just need to come
so bad!"

"We'll see, Mink, but we've just gotten here. You may just have
to wait."

"Okay", she replied softly, lowering her eyes and rubbing her
clit hard.

When she raised her eyes again the car had stopped. They were in
a parking building of some kind. Jim slid over closer to her and
raised her halter top, taking one of her breasts in his mouth.
Pushing her fingers to the side he began rubbing her clitoris
hotly. Mink threw her head back and moaned as Jim sucked hard on
her breast, drawing her rigid nipple deep into his mouth. She
pulled the halter top up further and began pinching her other
nipple with the fingers of her right hand.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw two attractive middle age
women walking toward their car. She thought about telling Jim,
but was too hot to bother. Let them look, she thought, who cares?
The women stared into the car as they approached and glanced at
each other knowingly. It turned Mink on for them to see her
having her breast sucked by this obviously older man and for them
to be able to see the passion on her face. She grunted more
loudly than necessary, as much for their benefit as out of real
passion. The two women walked on past, but as Mink climaxed they
were looking back over their shoulders, thrilled and somewhat
embarrassed by the passionate young girl who was so freely giving
herself to that man.

"Maybe that will help for a while", Jim said, smiling, as he
moved back over to his side of the car, opening the door. Mink
pulled the halter top back down over her well-sucked breast and
opened the door and got out, feeling the metal balls moving
inside her with every move she made. It wouldn't help for long,
she thought to herself, not the way the balls were making her
young pussy feel already.

They shopped for hours, going in a myriad of stores. Mink was
thrilled by Jim's generosity and delighted by the items he
purchased. Nearly every one of them was something for her to wear
or something to enhance their being together sexually. It had
been a bit embarassing to go in the x-rated book/movie store, but
exciting as well. It was her first time in one of them, and she
was certainly the center of attention the entire time she was
there. It was always exciting to have men staring at you, but
when you were in a place like this...well...there was little
doubt what those men had on their minds when they looked at her.
She wasn't really sure whether Jim cupping her ass and squeezing
her cheek while they watched was the thing to do or not, but she
was turned on by it and felt the balls moving around inside her
as he pulled one cheek away from the other one. At least the men
watching couldn't tell she had them inside. Maybe.

They looked at lots of magazines and purchased quite a few as
well. Mink wasn't sure which ones she really liked best. She
found the ones with women in them just as erotic as the all male
magazines Jim showed her and asked if she wanted. He bought some
of each and she was sure she would enjoying looking at all of
them.

The most difficult moment for her was when she was told to select
a dildo from the ones in the case at the front of the store.
There were so many to choose from, and the man behind the case
smiled broadly as she looked them over. Her face was beet red as
she asked Jim which one he thought she should pick out. Jim asked
the clerk to explain the differences to her, and she watched
red-faced as he discussed the lengths, diameters, and how
realistic or unrealistic each one was.

"This one is probably our best seller", the clerk said, holding
up an especially realistic looking model which also happened to
be the biggest one in the case. "But its really for women who are
a bit older and more experienced than you are." He held up a much
smaller dildo and extended his arm, offering it to Mink. "I'd
recommend you try this one first and maybe come back and buy the
bigger one another time."

"No, I'll take the big one", she said, evenly, staring into the
man's eyes.

It wasn't the reaction he had expected from a girl her age and
the clerk swallowed hard and glanced at Jim.

"Wrap it up", Jim said, smiling at the man. Mink could hear the
men watching chuckling to themselves behind them and slipped her
arm around Jim's waist, laying her head on his shoulder.

Their last stop was at a leather shop where Jim bought alot of
items which seemed to Mink to be unrelated to the purpose of
their shopping trip. She assumed he was going to make some
bridles for the horses or perhaps do some saddle repair, as she
could see no other purpose for the leather straps and d-rings
that he bought in such abundance. The riding crop he purchased
was even more difficult for Mink to understand. She had watched
Jim ride often and had never seen him use a crop on any of the
horses. But, he had bought so many things for her, it was only
fair that he buy whatever he wanted for himself or the farm.

On the drive back home Mink excitedly went through the bags of
goodies. She was thrilled by all the things Jim had bought her;
it was almost like Christmas. She chuckled at the bag full of
film. She had expected him to buy maybe two rolls, at the most
three. But instead he had bought at least a dozen rolls of 35mm
film and six blank video tapes.

"I don't think we're going to run out of film any time soon!",
she said, laughing.

"Oh, I sure hope we do", he replied, sliding his hand along her
thigh. "I love watching you model and pose, and I'll love having
the pictures of you to look at too."

"Well, I love for you to take them, and I hope I'm in every
single one you take with every roll of this film. But you'd
better hide them so Mom doesn't find them. She'd have a cow if
she saw those pictures you took last night."

Jim resisted the urge to say they could always use another cow on
the farm. "I might like to show them to some friends sometime,
would that be alright with you?"

Mink thought about the sexy poses she had assumed and how naughty
some of them had been. Anyone who looked at the pictures would
know that Jim was fucking her whenever he wanted to and would
know that she loved it.

"Men or women?", she asked, breathily.

"Both, probably." He unzipped her shorts and slid his fingers
inside them, feeling the sparse and fine pubic hair against his
fingers.

"They'll know about us if you show them the pictures", she said,
her heart pounding.

"Yes, they'll know you fuck your step-father." He slid his
fingers into her slit, feeling them instantly covered with her
juices. "The pictures will make my male friends hard, Mink."

"Yes, I bet they will", she replied. She needed his fingers
inside her. "Can I pull the shorts off, Jim?", she asked hotly.

"Yes, Mink, and take the top off too", he replied, sliding his
hand out of her shorts.

Mink slid the tight shorts off of her and pulled the halter top
over her head. It was dark now and those in the passing cars
would not see her naked body. She wasn't sure if she was glad
about that or not.

"What will your women friend think of me posing like that, Jim?",
she asked, reaching for his hand and placing it back on her naked
sex.

"Well, the ones I'll show them to will be bisexual women, Mink."
He pushed two fingers into her, feeling the metal balls with the
tips of his fingers. She moaned. "They'll look at your delicious
young body and wish they could see it in person. They'll get wet
and will think about kissing you all over."

Mink hunched her hips upward, driving Jim's fingers in more
deeply. She reached upward and began pinching her nipples, laying
her head back on the car seat.

"I've never been with a woman, Jim. There were women at the
reform school that wanted me, but they weren't nice women. Still
it made me hot that they wanted me and I often masturbated while
thinking about letting them have me."

"Would you like for me to invite a woman over while Anne is away,
Mink? All I have to do is make one call and a very nice and very
attractive woman will come over and teach you the joys of being
with another woman. Is that what you want?"

Mink reached down with one hand and pushed Jim's fingers in
deeper. Her head moved back and forth from side to side on the
car seat as she thought about being with another woman sexually.

"Would she make me kiss her pussy?"

"Yes, I'm sure she would. But she would kiss yours too, Mink. You
like the taste of your own juices, I bet you'd like the taste of
Vicky's juices too."

"Vicky? You mean Wendy's mom? Is that the Vicky you mean?"

"Yes, Mink. She says Wendy tastes very nice, by the way."

Mink thrust her hips high into the air, her climax exploding
within her. Wendy was one of her best friends, and she had
probably fantasized more about Wendy and her Mom than any other
women she knew. She had no idea that either of them was bisexual,
certainly not that they were doing it with each other!

Jim grabbed her pubic area hard with his hand, imprisoning the
two fingers inside her and smiling as she hunched upward hotly.
He was pleased by Mink's climactic response to the news about
Vicky and Wendy. The only thing that bothered him was that he had
probably not bought enough film.




From jonboy@thepoint.net Thu Jul 04 11:05:45 1996
Warning:  The following file contains adult material.
If you are offended by such material, or if you are
underage, or if it is illegal for to have such material
discontinue file access immediately.  The events
and characters depicted in this material are fiction.
Any parallels to people living or dead is purely
coincidental.

I did not write this.  This is a story I have greatly
appreciated.  I hope you do too. -Jonboy



   MRWADE85.STY                                      BY MASTER WADE


                        The Farmer's Step-daughter

                                Part Eight


		"If you could have seen how strongly she came when I told her
   about you and Wendy you wouldn't be so concerned, Vicky.  Trust
   me, she's more than ready."

		"Okay, I just want to be sure.  I don't need her running to
   Anne in a few days telling her that I forced her to do things with
   me.	And you're sure I should bring Wendy?"

		"If Wendy can handle it theres no problem, believe me.  Mink
   and I talked about it last night, and she's been fantasizing about
   both of you for a long time.  Personally I'd like for she and
   Wendy to get together more often anyway, maybe she wouldn't need
   to be with Matt quite as much."

		"Yea, I know what you mean.  It wouldn't bother me if Wendy
   spent less time with that jerk she's been dating lately either.
   Are you going to join in with us or just watch, or what?"

		"Whatever you think is best.  I can just take pictures if you
   like, but its been a while since we did anything together and I
   always have thought you were a great fuck."

		"You have such a way with words", Vicky said, smiling into
   the phone.	"Wendy knows we've "fucked", as you like to say, so it
   wouldn't be any big surprise to her.  Besides, I've had alot of
   fantasies about watching you and Wendy together.  She let me watch
   her with one of her dates once, I think you'd enjoy her."

		Jim grinned broadly.  He had had his share of fantasies about
   the pretty young Wendy too. If she was half as good as her mother
   she would be fantastic.

		"Well, my, my.  Three women in one night?  Anne should visit
   her sister more often.  Are you sure Wendy is going to go along
   with all of this?  I don't need her running to anyone either, you
   know."

		"Oh, you don't need to worry about Wendy.  I'm sure of that.
   I never encouraged Wendy's fantasies about Mink, because I thought
   she was too interested in boys to be interested in anything with
   Wendy, but I've talked with her often about seeing her with you,
   and she always loves it.  She'll be thrilled by what we've got
   planned, believe me!"

		Jim and Vicky talked quite a bit longer on the phone,
   discussing the two young girls abilities and interests and
   planning their evening together.  Ever since he had married Anne
   he had wanted to work her into a threesome with Vicky, but then he
   had become side-tracked as he focused on Mink and her development.
   Maybe Vicky would be able to bring out some hidden desires in Anne
   over time.	It would be especially nice if they didn't have to
   wait for Anne to visit her sister to have get togethers like the
   one they were planning.

		Jim was letting Mink sleep late.  The shopping trip and the
   constant arousal of the previous days activities had worn her out,
   and he knew she needed her rest.  He smiled to himself as he
   thought about her innocence with respect to the riding crop and
   the leather articles he had purchased.  His interest in Dominance
   and submission and in Bondage and Discipline were things she still
   didn't know about, but which he was sure she would take to like a
   duck takes to water.  If Wendy was anything like her mom she just
   might enjoy it too.  There certainly were lots of possibilities on
   the horizon.

		He opened the door quietly and looked in on Mink.  He had
   sent her to her room to sleep, having previously taken her again
   in the living room floor immediately upon their arrival home.  She
   had carried most of their purchases upstairs with her, and they
   lay scattered around the room.  It was evident she had tried on
   most of the lingerie before going to bed.  It was also evident
   that she had fingered herself to yet another orgasm before
   sleeping, as her naked body was sprawled on the top of the sheets
   with several of the magazines opened and laying around her.  He
   smiled softly as he realized that the opened magazines were the
   ones with women in them, not the all male ones.  She would be
   ready for the nights entertainment for sure.

		Pulling the door closed, Jim went back downstairs and slipped
   out of the house quietly to get some of the farm chores done while
   his beautiful young step-daughter slept.

		Meanwhile, Vicky was talking to her daughter Wendy about the
   plans she had made with Jim for their evening together.

		"I didn't know either, Wendy, but Jim swears she has been
   having fantasies about being with both of us and wants it as much
   as we do."

		"Oh, Mom!  I can't believe it!  And she does it with Jim?"

		"You should have heard some of the things he told me, Wendy.
   They have evidently been doing it for some time, and almost non-
   stop since Anne left to visit Cheryl the other day."

		"Mmmmmmm, she's a lucky girl, Mom.	At least if he's as good
   as you say he is, and he must be.  I wish he wanted me like he
   does her."

		"Have you ever had any problem making a man want you,
   Wendy?", her mom teased.

		Wendy laughed quietly.  Her problem was usually keeping guys
   hands off of her.  But Jim was so much older.  She'd thought about
   being with him even more times than her mother knew about, but
   wasn't sure he'd have any interest in her.  It wasn't that she
   wasn't attractive.  Her weight was just right for her 5'8" frame
   and her dark brown hair with red highlights and her deep, deep
   brown eyes drew men to her like a magnet.  She didn't even have to
   dress or act sexily to attract them, but she liked to anyway, and
   of course her mom enjoyed it when she did.

		Wendy felt really fortunate to have a mom like hers.  Their
   sexual sharing had developed so naturally and was so beautiful
   that Wendy couldn't imagine anyone finding anything ugly about it.
   She had gotten her eyes from her mother, and when she looked into
   them and saw the desire her mom felt for her...well, it just made
   her melt.  True, the years and child-bearing had robbed her mom of
   some of her physical beauty, but she made up for it in so many
   other ways that it had never really been a liability for her.
   Even some of the guys she dated talked about how pretty her mom
   was.  She often wondered what they would think if they knew she
   often buried her head between her mom's thighs and licked at her
   wet sex.  So far no one but Jim and Wendy knew about that.  That
   was probably best, not many people could handle it.

		"Its okay if I do it with Jim too, Mom?", Wendy asked,
   hopefully.

		"I'd love to watch you with him, sweetheart", Vicky replied,
   warmly.  "Just promise me that for the time being you will always
   let me know when you're going to be with him if he encourages
   that.  I think he would tell me anyway, but he has some fantasies
   that you may not be quite ready for yet, and I wouldn't want him
   to frighten you."

		Wendy smiled thoughtfully.  Her mom knew alot about her, and
   she knew alot about her mom, but she had a feeling she didn't know
   everything that Vicky and Jim might have done together in the
   past.  She also had a feeling that her mom might not know about
   some of the things she often fantasized about or read about in the
   books she and some of her friends swapped back and forth.

		"Sure, Mom...golly, this is going to be so neat!  What shall
   I wear?  Help me pick out an outfit, okay?  I want to make both of
   them so hot they can't stand it!"

		The cute mother-daughter combination went through Wendy's
   closet and drawers picking out something for her to wear that
   evening.  Wendy wasn't sure which prospect excited her more, being
   with her sexy friend Mink or being with her handsome step-dad. The
   knowledge that it would certainly not be the last time she was
   with either of them made it even more special.

		"Put this on and lets see how it looks", Vicky said, handing
   Wendy a pink garter belt and bra outfit.  "Jim is pretty big on
   lingerie and especially garter belts, he just might like this
   one."

		Wendy slid the robe from her shoulders and hooked the closure
   on the lace-topped bra.  It barely covered her nipples and pushed
   her full breasts upward in a very nice way, not that they need it.
   She wrapped the garter belt around her waist, hooking it and then
   slid a pair of white stockings on, hooking the garter belt clips.
   She stood, turning around for her mother.

		"Mmmmm, thats very nice, Wendy.  He'll love that!  You're so
   pretty!"

		Vicky moved closer to her sexy daughter, took her face
   between her hands and kissed her softly on the mouth.  Wendy
   moaned softly and returned the kiss, loving the feel of her mom's
   soft lips against hers and the excitement her tongue made her feel
   as it slipped between them.  Vicky's hands slid downward,
   caressing the young girl's breasts and moving further down, loving
   the feel of the lingerie as it hugged the curves of her delightful
   body.

		Leaving her mouth, Vicky began kissing her way down Wendy's
   body, kneeling in front of her.  Wendy both knew and wanted what
   would happen next, and spread her legs open more widely, allowing
   her mother to kiss the insides of her thighs, and groaning quietly
   as her mouth reached her wet and shaven slit.

		"There you are!", Mink said happily, finding Jim in the barn
   hard at work.  She had watched him for a moment before saying
   anything, watching the muscles rippling in his strong back as he
   pitched hay over into the stallion's stall.  "You let me sleep
   late!  But thanks, I needed it."

		Jim turned around and smiled warmly at her.  He smiled even
   more broadly when he realized she was topless and wore only
   another pair of very tight shorts.  Just the sight of her made his
   cock stir within his jeans.

		"Great tits!", he said, teasingly.

		Minked laughed.  They were, of course, and she liked the
   freedom they now shared which allowed comments like that.

		"Thats not a bad bulge in your jeans either, old man", she
   teased back.

		Jim lay down the pitchfork and walked over to her, rubbing
   the bulge through his jeans while she watched.

		"Yea, but you don't need it anymore, not after the dildo you
   picked out yesterday.  Have you tried it out yet?"  He reached out
   and took her two nipples between his fingers and pinched them, his
   first physical contact of the day with her.

		"Are you kidding?", she laughed.  "I don't think I can get
   that thing inside me, but I wasn't about to let that smart-ass
   clerk know it."

		Jim chuckled and kissed her hard on the mouth.  She'd get it
   inside her, he was sure of that.  He'd give her all the help she
   needed.  He broke their kiss.

		"Well, I can either fuck you now, or I can show you how to do
   some leatherwork, which sounds best to you?"

		"Fuck me", she replied, quickly, reaching for his bulge and
   squeezing it.

		"I was hoping you'd say that", he said, and unzipped her
   tight shorts.

		Later, after having started out Mink's day in the way she
   hoped all of them would start out from now on, Jim guided Mink
   through the steps of making a collar from the leather and other
   items he had purchased the day before.  Mink enjoyed learning how
   to do the leatherwork.  She assumed they were making a dog collar,
   and wondered which of the dogs would wear it and why it was
   necessary to put four of the d shaped rings on it.  But, it was
   Jim's collar, so she would make it the way he wanted it made.

		"Here, since you're making it, lets stamp your name on it",
   he said, handing her the alphabet stamps and showing her how to
   stamp MINK along the front of the collar.  It never occured to
   Mink that it might be more appropriate to put the dogs name on the
   collar, if that was who would be wearing it.  Dogs couldn't read
   anyway.

		While they waited for the black dye to dry on the collar,
   Mink picked up the leather riding crop and looked it over.

		"Why did you get this?", she asked.  "I've never seen you use
   one before."

		"Thats to use on you when you're naughty", he said.

		Mink chuckled.  Sure it was.  "Then you'll have to use it on
   me alot, I hope!", she said, smiling.  Actually the crop did have
   an appeal which she couldn't quite identify.  There was something
   exciting about it, and as she thought about having it used on her
   she felt herself getting wet again.

		When the collar was finished, Mink held it up to her neck
   playfully.	"Well, how does it look?", she asked, smiling.

		"Well, I think its too pretty for anyone but you to wear, now
   that you mention it", Jim replied.

		Mink laughed.  It was sort of like a necklace, sure enough,
   and it was her first attempt at leather-work.  "Can I wear it,
   really?", she asked, delighted.

		"Sure you can.  We can make plenty more if we need them.  I
   just thought you might enjoy making something.  Lets put it on and
   let you see how it looks."

		He fastened the black collar around her neck and stepped back
   smiling at her new appearance.  It was perfect.  Mink stepped over
   to the mirror and was surprised by the emotions she felt as she
   saw the collar around her neck.  It reminded her a bit of Matt and
   the leather he often wore, but there was something else about it
   that made it seem just right for her, although she couldn't figure
   out what it was.  She did like it though.

		"I love it!  Thanks, Jim", she said, happily, her youthful
   ignorance touching Jim.  "When can I make some more things?"

		"Anytime you like, sweetie.  You could make some bracelets
   now if you like.  How about a pair of bracelets, one for each arm
   and some ankle bracelets too.  You could stamp MINK on them too,
   if you liked."

		That sounded fine to Mink and she threw herself into the task
   eagerly.  She suggested they put some of the d-rings on the
   bracelets too, to make them match the collar.  Jim agreed,
   smiling, and in no time they were finished.

		"Can I wear them tonight when Wendy and her mom come over?",
   Mink asked excitedly.  "I want them to see what all I've learned."

		"Sure, they'll be impressed I know.  That will be perfect."
   Vicky would certainly be impressed, no doubt about it!

		Mink kept the collar and "bracelets" on the rest of the day,
   and Jim found it hard to keep his erection down as he watched her
   going about her normal activities with them on.  He'd have to
   explain to her somehow that she couldn't wear them around when her
   mom was there, but that was a bridge that could be crossed later,
   for sure.

		On their way back to the house from the shop Mink jumped up
   in the rope swing that hung from the big oak tree and swung
   herself childlike.  Jim had never seen her happier.  She'd come a
   long way from the shoplifting problem child she had been only
   months ago.

		"Take the shorts off, Mink", he said, rubbing his bulge
   again.

		Mink complied, sliding out of the swing and tugging the tight
   shorts down off her hips.  She kicked them to the side and jumped
   back in the swing again.  Jim moved to her and took his hard cock
   out of his jeans, stroking it as he stared at the naked young girl
   before him.

		"Rub it, let me see you touch yourself", he said.

		Mink slid her hand down the rope and across her naked belly
   toward her sex.  She loved for him to tell her to do things.  The
   way he said it, so evenly, so matter-of-factly, as if he knew she
   would do anything he told her to do.  She rubbed her clitoris,
   watching his hand move up and down his long shaft.  Mmmm, it felt
   so good!

		Jim watched her for a moment or two, but couldn't wait much
   longer.  He moved between her opened legs and pressed his cock
   into her, taking the ropes in his hands as he swung her back and
   forth on his dick.

		When it was over they lay in the cool grass, Mink still
   naked, and talked about Wendy and Vicky and all the things that
   would happen that evening.

		"Will you do something for me, Jim?", Mink asked.

		"What would you like for me to do, Mink?", he replied.

		"Well, sometimes when I masturbate I think about you fucking
   Wendy.	I've never seen you fuck anyone, and she's so pretty.  I
   know she fucks Gerald, so it isn't like she's still a virgin or
   anything.  Do you think her mom would let you fuck Wendy?"

		Jim smiled to himself.  This girl should be in a story
   somewhere.	She was too perfect for real life.  "I'll ask Vicky
   and see what she thinks, Mink.  Would it really turn you on to
   watch me fuck Wendy?"

		"Mmmmmmm, YES!!  Please talk them into it.  I'll let you kiss
   me down there while she sits on you if you want."  She rolled over
   onto Jim, excited and needing him inside her again.  "I know
   you'll fuck Vicky, but I really wanna see you do it to Wendy.
   Will you try, honest?"

		"Sure, if it will make you happy, Mink."  She slid down on
   him, taking all of him inside her and sat up straight, grinding
   her pubic bone against his as she thought about seeing him with
   her young friend.  In a very short time she was coming again.


   Continued in MRWADE86.STY The Farmer's Step-daughter Part 9




From jonboy@thepoint.net Thu Jul 04 11:07:05 1996
Warning:  The following file contains adult material.
If you are offended by such material, or if you are
underage, or if it is illegal for to have such material
discontinue file access immediately.  The events
and characters depicted in this material are fiction.
Any parallels to people living or dead is purely
coincidental.

I did not write this.  This is a story I have greatly
appreciated.  I hope you do too. -Jonboy



   MRWADE86.STY                                      BY MASTER WADE



                        The Farmer's Step-daughter

                                Part Nine



		"The pink one.  And the white stockings.  Wendy will like
   that on you", Jim said, as they picked something for Mink to wear
   that evening.

		Mink put them on, turning around in front of the full length
   mirror.  She loved the way her body looked in the sexy lingerie
   that Jim bought so generously for her.  She hoped Wendy would find
   the outfit exciting, she certainly did.

		"Wear the bra too, it makes you look more innocent, Mink",
   Jim said, thoughtfully.

		Mink clasped the lacey bra, smiling at the way it pushed her
   breasts upward.  She wasn't sure the black leather collar and
   bracelets went with the pink garter belt and bra and the white
   stockings, but she liked them anyway.  She slipped her feet in the
   too tall high heels.  She knew she didn't walk very well when she
   had them on, but Jim seemed to like the way she teetered and
   tottered around in them.  She walked back and forth in front of
   him, teasing him.  She loved to do that.

		"Wanna fuck, handsome?", she asked, nastily.

		"You're too young for me, you hot little tease", he replied,
   grinning.  "I'd rather watch you eat pussy."

		"Oh yea?  What makes you think I'd let you watch me eat
   pussy?	An old man like you?"

		"When you see Wendy's hot little cunt spread open in front of
   you, you won't care who sees you eating it, even an old man like
   me", he grinned.

		"Watch this", she said, and stood in front of him, spreading
   her lips open with her fingers.  She wiped three fingers of one
   hand through her wet lips and raised them to her mouth, licking
   them hungrily.  "This is how a hot little teenage bi eats pussy
   juice...you like to watch?"

		Jim could hardly breathe watching her.  The delightful
   mixture of young innocence and overwhelming sexual heat was
   explosively erotic.  He jerked his zipper down, struggling to get
   his cock out.

		"Yea, I like to watch, hot little teenage bi-slut, but I like
   to fuck too, come here!"  He grabbed for her, but she darted away
   out of his grasp, running out of the room and down the stairs
   giggling.

		Jim stood there, his hard cock poking out of his pants,
   wondering whether to chase her or not.  Thats the kind of teasing
   he would reward with good spanking at some other point in their
   relationship, but she wasn't quite ready for that, yet.

		Sitting on the edge of the bed he picked up one of the
   magazines Mink had masturbated to the previous evening and looked
   at the pictures, idly stroking himself.	He thought about her
   rubbing her hard little clit while she looked at these very same
   pictures.  Laying back on the bed, he stroked himself earnestly,
   holding the magazine up with his left hand.

		Realizing that Jim hadn't followed her, Mink began feeling
   badly about teasing him so much and slipped quietly back up the
   stairs.  Peaking between the door and its frame, Mink saw him
   stroking himself, looking at the magazine.  It excited her to be
   watching him without his knowledge, and her hand slid to her
   crotch.  She'd never seen him play with himself before, and the
   sight of his hand sliding up and down his long thick cock was
   turning her on incredibly.

		"Sometimes he thinks of me and does that", she thought to
   herself, her free hand moving inside her bra.  "Or maybe he thinks
   of Wendy, or even of seeing Wendy and I together, just like we'll
   be tonight!"

		Jim was moving his hand more rapidly now.  There were two
   beautiful women in the photograph he was staring at, one with her
   ass high in the air, her fingers placed just at the opening of her
   sex.  The other woman was holding her legs open widely, offering
   her glistening pussy to the one kneeling in front of her.  He
   would see Mink and Wendy just like that later on in the evening!

		The arm holding the magazine fell heavily to the bed next to
   him as his eyes closed tightly, his orgasm beginning.  He pumped
   his cock furiously, grunting lustily.

		Mink had never seen anything quite as erotic.  She had seen
   Jim's face when he came before, yes.  She had felt his jerking
   cock inside her, yes.  But she had never watched him when all his
   defenses were down, when he thought he was alone, when he could
   pleasure himself and make his own cum shoot out into the air.  Her
   breath was coming in gasps now, her own passion building.  He was
   going to come soon!

		Jim stiffened, his orgasm exploding now, long thick streams
   of hot cum shooting violently out of his big cock and landing on
   his bare chest.  He flung his head back against the bed, grunting
   loudly, as another long string of his fuck shot from the head of
   his dick.

		Mink felt herself growing weak, her own climax sapping her as
   she saw his cum flying.  There was no mouth to take it, no pussy
   to recieve it, no face to shoot it in.  All that delicious manly
   scented cum laying there, puddling, streaming over his fingers,
   running down the side of his broad chest.

		She crossed the room so quickly that Jim wasn't aware she was
   there until he felt her licking at his stomach, cleaning him of
   his sperm.	She lapped at it, eagerly sucking it into her young
   mouth, getting every drop.  When she was done she crawled up over
   her step-father's strong body and kissed his cheek softly,
   covering him with her lingerie clad loveliness.  They lay there
   for some time before either of them spoke.

		"I watched you and it made me come", she said, softly.

		"You can watch any time you like", he replied, kissing her on
   her cheek.

		"It tastes different after its cooled a little, but I still
   like it", she said.

		"I like for you to eat cum", he said, squeezing her ass with
   his hand.

		"Good.  You'll make sure I get plenty?"

		"Count on it."

		"I will."

		Jim took a shower, preparing himself for their guests, and
   Mink set up the video camera as Jim had instructed her to, placing
   it on the tripod and focusing it on the center of the bed in her
   room.  It excited her to think of being in a movie, especially one
   that would be a record of one of her favorite fantasies coming
   true.

		When she had finished her task she slipped the blue dress
   over her head and tugged it down over the pink lingerie.  Wendy
   had often complimented her dress, so she knew she would like it.
   She hoped her mom would too.  She glanced at the clock on the
   wall.  Ten more minutes.  She was so nervous!  She heard the
   shower water stop and walked into the bathroom to watch her
   handsome step-father toweling off.

		"You look lovely", he said, drying himself between the legs.

		"Thanks.  I'm really nervous.  I've never been with a woman
   before, you know."

		"These people are our friends, Mink.  They know what its like
   to do it the first time, and they'll make it easy for you.  Just
   relax, you'll love it."

		"I know.  I just hope they aren't disappointed in me."

		"Will you do anything I tell you to do?", Jim asked.

		"Of course I will, always."

		"Then you will never disappoint anyone, sweet girl."

		The doorbell rang just as Jim was sliding into his slacks.
   Mink went to the door and invited their guests into the living
   room, offering them both the drinks of their choice and telling
   them that Jim would be right down.

		"Tell us about your shopping trip yesterday, Mink", Vicky
   encouraged.  It was just the ice-breaker they needed and Mink told
   both of them excitedly about all the nice things that Jim had
   bought for her.  Vicky couldn't believe the cuffs on Mink's ankles
   and wrists, nor the collar she wore so proudly.  As she listened
   to Mink tell about the shopping trip, she wondered just how deeply
   Mink was into Dominance and submission and Bondage and
   Discipline.  Jim was amazing.

		Wendy had also noticed the black leather collar.  "What is
   this, Mink?", she asked, pointing to it.

		"Do you like it?", Mink asked, grinning broadly.  "Jim helped
   me make them this morning, the collar and the bracelets.  See,
   they have my name on them too!"

		"They're neat!  Maybe you can show me how to make some for
   me", Wendy said.  Vicky coughed, covering a chuckle, as Jim walked
   into the room.

		Jim greeted their two guests, kissing them both in a friendly
   way and telling them how lovely they looked.  They really did look
   nice.  They had both dressed in black dresses, the only obvious
   difference in what they had chosen to wear being the white
   stockings Wendy wore in contrast with the black ones gracing
   Vicky's legs.

		Jim told them all that he had selected a special movie at the
   store the previous day that he thought they might enjoy, and put
   it in the vcr before settling down on the couch next to Mink.  The
   girls giggled as the movie began.  They had never watched a movie
   like this together, but it was fun having a chance to be so
   naughty.  As the opening scenes unfolded they whispered to each
   other from time to time, their laughter growing a bit more nervous
   as the scenes became more explicit.  Before long they were both
   quietly watching and breathing hard.  Jim smiled as he saw Wendy
   reach over and take Mink's hand in hers and squeeze it tightly.

		By the time the first bi-sexual scene was over Mink and Wendy
   were slumped toward each other, holding hands warmly.  Mink's head
   was resting on Wendy's shoulder and Wendy had begun touching
   Mink's leg just below the hem of her dress.

		The next part of the movie showed a man and woman together,
   and as the action grew more intense Vicky stood and began
   unzipping her dress, asking Jim if he would help her.  Jim stood
   and tugged the zipper down the rest of the way, helping Vicky
   slide the black dress from her shapely body.  Mink and Wendy
   watched them, both of them excited by seeing Jim and Vicky being
   intimate with each other in the soft glow from the flickering
   television.

		They stood, watching the movie, Jim behind the lingerie clad
   Vicky, his arms around her, pressing his hardening cock against
   her pantied bottom and kissing her softly on the shoulder.  Vicky
   took one of Jim's strong hands in hers and slid it to her pantied
   crotch, moaning softly as the action grew even more heated on the
   screen.

		"Your mom is so sexy", Mink whispered to Wendy hotly, giving
   her hand a little squeeze.

		"So are you, Mink", Wendy replied, sliding Mink's dress up
   with her free hand.  Jim glanced over at Mink, seeing her dress
   moving up her lovely legs and catching Mink's eyes staring back
   into his, full of passion.  Wendy slid Mink's dress up boldly,
   lifting the hand that held Mink's hand to allow her to slide it up
   on the other leg as well.  Mink lifted her hips, encouraging Wendy
   to slide it all the way to her waist if she liked.  She did.

		Vicky saw the two girls also, and moaned hotly as Jim rubbed
   her clitoris through the thin fabric of her panties.  She felt his
   cock growing harder against her ass and moved her hips against
   him.  Mink really was lovely, and as Vicky stared at the exposed
   thighs above her stockings, she found herself growing more and
   more excited by her beauty.

		Mink felt their eyes on her and opened her legs wider,
   allowing them to see between them.  Wendy's hand was sliding
   higher up her leg now, touching her above the white stocking top.
   Mink moaned softly and turned her head toward Wendy, kissing her
   softly on the neck.  Wendy moved her head toward Mink ever so
   slowly, gently forcing Mink's kisses to move up her neck, across
   her cheek and to her lipsticked mouth.  Their kisses were
   tentative at first but then grew more passionate as Wendy began
   rubbing Mink's naked crotch with her hand.

		"I want her, Jim", Vicky said hotly, just as Jim's finger
   slid under the band of her panties.  She watched her daughter
   kissing Mink and rubbing her young pussy.  It was virgin pussy,
   pussy that had never felt the lips of another woman.

		"Let it be Wendy, Vicky", Jim said softly, realizing
   correctly that things were proceeding nicely on the couch.  He
   slid his finger into Vicky's wet pussy, sliding it upward,
   stroking her clit.  "You can have her later, you know you can."

		"You're right, I know", Vicky said, whispering back at him.
   "But look at how she's moving her hips.	Look how deeply they're
   kissing!  She's perfect, Jim, perfect!"

		"I know.  She wants me to fuck Wendy.  She asked me to as a
   favor to her."

		Vicky's mouth was watering as they watched the two young
   friends french-kissing in front of them, Wendy working two fingers
   now into Mink's wet slit.

		"I want to see you fuck Wendy too.	In the ass.  While she's
   eating Mink.  While I'm sitting on Mink's face."  The movie was
   still playing, but no one cared anymore.

		"Mink's gonna come too soon, Vicky.  She needs to come with
   Wendy's mouth on her cunt.  Help them out a bit."

		"Yea, you're right", Vicky said, as Jim slid his finger out
   of her sex.  She moved over to the young teenagers and spoke
   softly to them as they continued kissing.

		"Girls, take your dresses off before you wrinkle them", she
   said sweetly.  They broke their kiss, obediently, Wendy sliding
   her wet fingers out of Mink's dripping pussy.  Their eyes were
   glazed over with passion.  They stood, almost as if in a trance
   and slid the dresses over their heads.  Seeing that they were
   wearing almost identical lingerie brought giggles from the two
   girls.	They looked almost like twins; very sexy, very hot twins.

		Vicky couldn't resist a chance to kiss Mink, and turned her
   face toward her softly, kissing her warmly on the mouth.  Mink
   responded, kissing the older woman back tenderly.  It excited
   Wendy to see her mom kissing Mink, and she reached between her
   mother's legs and stroked her pantied crotch as she watched them.

		When Vicky broke the kiss she smiled softly at Mink and
   looked deeply in her eyes.

		"Wendy wants to taste you, Mink.  Will you let her kiss your
   soft wet pussy?"

		Mink closed her eyes, her mouth parting slightly, her hand
   moving to her own sex.  "Yes, I want her to", she breathed hotly.

		Vicky guided Mink back onto the couch, laying her head softly
   on the pillow at one end, lifting her left leg and placing it
   along the back of the couch, and spreading her right leg opened
   farther, setting her high heeled foot flat on the floor beside the
   couch.

		She knelt in the floor beside Mink and began kissing her
   right breast softly, as her daughter sat between Mink's lewdly
   splayed legs, leaning forward to kiss her soft thighs.

		Jim watched with interest as Vicky guided the two young
   lovers, sliding out of his clothes in the process.  It was
   incredibly exciting to him to see Wendy's head between Mink's
   stockinged legs and to see the attractive young Wendy with her own
   legs opened.  He saw enough of her before she turned toward Mink
   to realize that Vicky kept Wendy shaved.  What a delight she would
   be.

		Mink was moaning now, tremendously excited by the attentions
   of the two women, loving the feel of Vicky's soft mouth on her
   breast and the excitement of her long time friend beginning to
   smell and taste her juices.  Wendy was licking at her softly, no
   stranger to eating pussy, but alive with passion because of it
   being Mink's.

		Jim was torn between wanting Mink and Wendy's first time
   together to be theirs alone and wanting his cock inside the pretty
   young Wendy.  She had turned now and was on her knees in the
   floor, her mouth busy with Mink's very wet and excited pussy, her
   perfect bottom empty and begging to be filled.  Mink helped solve
   his dilema, turning her head toward him and reminding him of his
   promise to her.

		"Fuck Wendy, Jim...please", she moaned hotly.  And then to
   Vicky, "Can he, Vicky?  Can he?"  Wendy looked up at her mom and
   nodded her head, wanting her to say yes.

		"You have to promise you'll keep your eyes open and watch him
   fuck her, Mink", Vicky said, teasingly.

		"I will...I promise", she said, breathing hard.  "I want to
   watch."

		That was all the encouragement Jim needed.  He moved behind
   Wendy, spreading her legs a bit wider open and running his hand
   between her legs to feel the wetness of her sex.  She jumped
   slightly at his touch, and then moved her ass in small semi-
   circles back and forth, rubbing her teenage pussy against his
   fingers.

		He coated his fingers with her juices and reached up past her
   to Mink's legs where he smeared them on her thigh alongside
   Wendy's head.  She caught him doing it out of the corner of her
   eye and licked the juices from Mink's leg.  Jim went back for more
   juice and spread some more there, knowing that Wendy would be too
   hungry for Mink's dripping pussy to continue licking her own juice
   off Mink's leg, but also knowing that it would excite Mink for
   Wendy's juice to be there and for Wendy to smell it along with the
   smell of Mink's sex.

		"Which hole should I pump, Mink?", Jim asked, looking up at
   the hot young Step-daughter.

		"Do them both", she said hotly.

		"You want me to fuck her cunt and her ass while her mother
   watches me, is that it, Mink?"

		"Please do, Jim...I'm so hot....her mouth feels so good on my
   pussy!	Fuck her hard!"  She reached under Vicky and began rubbing
   the older woman's clit with her fingers.

		Jim slid his cock into the soft wet sex of the young pussy
   eating daughter in front of him.  It slid in easily, and with
   minimum effort the adorable Wendy took his entire length inside
   her and began rotating her hips, grinding herself back on his long
   and thick sex.  She moaned into Mink's pussy.

		Vicky watched her young teenage daughter being fucked doggy
   style by her well hung friend, thrilled by both the sight of it
   and by the moans and slurping noises coming from between Mink's
   spreadeagled legs.  Mink was rubbing her clit vigorously now, her
   nipple rock hard between Vicky's lips.  Vicky wanted to kiss Mink
   again, but didn't want to interfere with her view or miss anything
   herself.

		Mink suddenly stiffened, her hips rising and carrying her
   friend's head along with them.  She moaned hotly, her climax
   erupting within her as she felt Wendy's teeth nibbling at her
   clitoris.  Wendy slid the finger she had inserted in Mink's wet
   vagina out and down to the tight brown pucker of her ass and
   pressed it into her there, causing Mink to grunt loudly, her
   passion exploding throughout her young body.

		Watching Mink come so hotly from Wendy's kissing and sucking
   made Jim even hotter, and he pumped hard into Mink's "twin",
   hunching her over and over, fucking her wet slit.

		Wendy had no idea that Mink would respond so beautifully.
   She was incredibly hot, and to be able to make her come so hotly
   was fantastic!  And Jim's cock!  Oh, if only Gerald could fill her
   like Jim did!  Wendy hadn't really fucked that much, so far, but
   her pussy had been used quite a bit by both her mom and herself,
   and it took a really thick hunk of meat to fill her like she liked
   to be filled.  She knew now just how big a cock it took and where
   she could find it when she needed it.


   Continued in MRWADE87.STY The Farmer's Step-daughter Part Ten




From jonboy@thepoint.net Thu Jul 04 11:08:25 1996
Warning:  The following file contains adult material.
If you are offended by such material, or if you are
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discontinue file access immediately.  The events
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   MRWADE87.STY                                      BY MASTER WADE


                        The Farmer's Step-daughter

                                 Part Ten


		As Mink's orgasm faded and her hips fell heavily back to the
   couch, Wendy raised her head and turned to speak to the handsome
   older man fucking her so hotly from behind.

		"Fuck my ass, and finger me...make me come!", she pleaded.

		Jim reached for her head and taking her by the hair, pulled
   her to him and kissed her hard on the mouth.  Then, releasing her
   head and reaching around in front of her he pressed downward on
   the pushup bra with his hands, baring the teenage slut's tits and
   taking her nipples between his fingers.	He pinched them hard,
   twisting them, rotating them like radio knobs and pumped his hips.

		"You need a collar like Mink has on, Wendy.  You're almost as
   good a fuck as she is."

		Wendy looked into his eyes as he spat the nasty words out at
   her.  She knew what the collar was all about...she wondered if
   Mink did.  She did need one and she'd wear one for this man who
   was inside her now, anytime he wanted her to.

		"Please put it in my ass.  I need it there.  Please?", she
   begged.

		Jim looked at Vicky and saw the look of wild lust in her eyes
   as she watched her daughter begging to take Jim's huge cock in her
   ass.  He shoved Wendy's head back to Mink's pussy and slid his
   cock from her dripping pussy.  Pressing the thick head against her
   anus he pressed himself forward into her slowly, letting her take
   him as she was able.  He felt her muscles quivering as they
   struggled to accept his massive member and felt it sliding in
   further bit by bit.  Wendy groaned and pressed her mouth hard
   against Mink's pussy, sliding her tongue between the wet lips.

		Mink had slid two of her fingers into Vicky now and removing
   them sucked Vicky's juices from them eagerly.  Seeing her so
   hungry for a taste of her sex, Vicky rose and straddled the young
   step-daughter pressing her naked bottom to her face.  She looked
   into Jim's eyes as she moved her hips to perfect her position over
   Mink's mouth, realizing that this was just what she had wanted
   most to happen.

		Mink sucked hungrily at the musky juices being offered to
   her, licking the soft lips of her friend's mother's pussy and
   searching for her clitoris with her tongue, lips and teeth.

		Reaching under the attractive girl taking his cock in her
   ass, Jim began rubbing her clitoris with his fingers.  She pushed
   back on him, taking more and more of his throbbing cock into her
   tight young ass.  With his free hand he slapped her right ass
   cheek lightly, mainly to test her reaction.  She yelped, turning
   her head slightly, but also began fucking the big cock inside her
   hotly.	He spanked her again, and slid two fingers into her young
   pussy.	Vicky was nodding at him, silently telling him to keep it
   up.

		"Naughty little pussy eater!  Hot little ass-fucking teenage
   cock-teaser!"  He taunted her as he pumped her, alternating cheeks
   with his slaps and letting them grow a bit in intensity.  He added
   a third finger to her dripping cunt just for good measure.

		Wendy was growing wildly hot now.  No one had ever talked to
   her like that while fucking her, especially not while fucking her
   ass, and she hadn't been spanked in years...but God! it turned her
   on soooo much!  She felt so sexy, so desperately hot, so totally
   taken!	She wanted another finger in her cunt.

		Jim was in his element now and all the pieces were fitting
   together effortlessly.  He rammed the tight young ass roughly,
   alternating the plunging strokes of his cock with the slaps on the
   reddening ass cheeks in front of him.  He pressed the three
   fingers in her cunt downward, spreading her, making room for more
   inside her.  She was a mad woman under him and there was no doubt
   that she was very much into what was happening to her.  He added a
   fourth finger to the ones inside her and pressed his thumb against
   her clitoris.

		Vicky was grinding her hips downward now, drenching the young
   Mink's face with her juices.  Jim could do anything he wanted with
   Wendy now, as far as Vicky was concerned.  She'd never seen her so
   hot or more responsive.  She knew that being with Mink was
   responsible for much of her passion, but it was evident that she
   had other hungers which Jim could satisfy for her.  She hoped he
   would.

		Vicky leaned forward, lifting Wendy's face from Mink's crotch
   and kissed her daughter's mouth hotly.  Wendy suddenly began
   spasming, her orgasm exploding within her and Jim could feel her
   muscle tremors in both openings, milking the fingers in her cunt
   and the cock in her ass.  Grabbing her right tit with his free
   hand and squeezing it hard he began cumming inside her tight anus,
   his warm manly fuck spurting into her.  Vicky slid one hand
   between Mink's legs and grabbed at her pussy, imbedding two
   fingers in her and rubbing her clit with her palm.  Everyone was
   coming at once now, Vicky hunching Mink's face and Mink shoving
   against the fingers inside her.

		Finally it was over and they rested.  The movie had long
   since ended and the gray screen buzzed and crackled with static as
   they sat silently allowing their breathing to return to normal.

		"Take Wendy up to your room, Mink", Jim finally said softly.
   "Just remember to turn the camera on."

		Mink and Wendy rose from the couch and walked together,
   holding hands, up the steps to Mink's bedroom.  The two adults
   watched them, smiling at their beautiful young bodies and how
   delightful they looked clad in the almost identical garter belt
   outfits.

		While the camera rolled upstairs, the two young bisexual
   lovers gently exploring each others bodies, Vicky and Jim fixed
   coffee in the kitchen and discussed the evening and the potential
   that existed for all of them in the future.

		"Why don't you let me talk to Anne", Vicky suggested.  "You
   know I can do it in the right way.  Probably the best thing is for
   her to approach you about including Mink or Wendy or I in your
   lovemaking.  That way she'll think it was all her idea and will be
   pleased rather than shocked when she finds out how interested you
   would be in it."

		"She must know that I've been checking Mink after her dates",
   Jim replied, "but she's never said the first thing about it.
   We've gone so far now, Mink and I, that its going to be hard to
   hide it from Anne much longer."

		"Thats why I think its time to bring her into our little
   circle.  It may be much easier than you think.  To be honest, I've
   always thought that she and her sister were lovers."

		"I've wondered about that a time or two myself", Jim
   admitted.  "Cheryl is an attractive woman and I've had quite a few
   fantasies about seeing the two of them together."

		"Well, if she is already bisexual, and if she learns of my
   activities with Wendy, it may not be so hard to convince her to
   look to you for some help in developing something like that with
   Mink.  And if she does, I'm sure you can handle it from there."

		"Yep, that sounds like a good way to handle it for now.  Oh,
   by the way, do you think Wendy could come over occasionally and
   help Mink with the horses?  I think she would enjoy it", he said,
   smiling softly.

		Vicky laughed softly.  "Yes, MASTER, I agree that she would
   enjoy it.  And I'd be happy for her to come over anytime you want
   her to.  After watching you with her tonight, you can teach her
   anything you want to teach her and train her in anyway you would
   like, in fact I'd appreciate it if you would teach her all the
   things you taught me."

		"I'm glad you feel that way.  It will be a pleasure...a very
   real pleasure."

		Jim sat silently, drinking his coffee and thinking about
   Vicky's remarks and the two beautiful young girls upstairs.  He
   loved Anne very much and had been aware of her submissive
   tendencies long before he ever decided to marry her.  It was
   strange that he would wind up dominating her daughter and Wendy
   before he had ever begun with Anne, but that was the way things
   went at times.

		There wasn't much of summer left, and as winter came there
   would be more free time to spend in training the submissives he
   had so generously been provided.  But gaining Anne's acceptance
   and involvement would certainly be important.  He was glad that
   Vicky was available and able to help.

		Later that night after Vicky and Wendy had returned home,
   Mink and Jim lay together naked, holding each other tenderly.

		"Wendy told me about the collar and the wrist and ankle
   cuffs.	Why didn't you tell me what they were really for?", she
   asked softly.

		"There wasn't any rush, Mink, but I'm glad Wendy told you.
   What do you think of that?"

		"It excites me.  It would have excited me if you had told
   me,	but I'm sort of glad that Wendy did.  She said that your
   spanking her nearly drove her out of her mind.  Will you spank me
   sometime, Jim?"

		Jim hugged her to him tightly.  "Yes, my precious step-
   daughter, I'll spank you sometime."

		"I wish mom was like Vicky.  Can I watch you with mom through
   the door sometime?  I'd love to watch you do it to her."

		"Yes, I think that would be fine too.  Would you enjoy doing
   things with Anne like Wendy does with Vicky?"

		"I've thought about it lots of times.  I like seeing her
   naked.	I can understand why you married her, she's very pretty
   with no clothes on.  My dad was so square.  I don't think they
   made love much.  I don't know why not."

		"Well, all thats in the past now, Mink.  You've changed alot
   since you came to live here, and its all been for the better.
   Wendy is going to start coming over to help with the horses, and
   we can teach her to do some leatherwork, and in time perhaps we
   can share some things with your mom.  Everything is going to work
   out well, very, very well."

		"I've never been happier", she said softly and sincerely.
   "Will you whip Wendy and I with the riding crop too?"

		"Yes, I will, Mink.  I'll tie you both to one of the posts in
   the barn, so that your breasts are touching, so that you can kiss
   each other hotly, and so that you can hunch your hips toward each
   other and I'll use the crop on your tender young bodies.  Is that
   what you want, Mink?  Is it?"

		Kissing Jim softly, Mink slid sensuously down his body and
   took his limp cock into her mouth.  It was all the answer he
   needed.




