El Rancho del Corazón
43 Barely Permissible
SARAH HAD ARRIVED at the house before I got back and Hannah and Samantha were brushing down Rika and Silk.
“We came looking for you,” Hannah said.
“We even brought a blanket,” Sam agreed.
“How did you get out on the road?”
“There’s a trail that goes all the way through to the gravel road west of here. Mr. Jacobs told me about it and I needed to just be alone and talk to Jingo for a while,” I said. “I’ll show it to you on Friday, okay?” I kissed both Hannah and Samantha. Before she could escape, I pulled Sarah into a deep kiss as well.
“I keep thinking I’ve gotten over you and won’t be creaming my panties every time I see you,” she said when we broke the kiss. “But every time I see you, I want to take you off to bed and love you.”
“Will you two be okay here tonight?” I asked. “I feel bad about leaving the two of you here alone. Maybe we shouldn’t go up until tomorrow.”
“Hayden, Marilyn, and Anna would kill you,” Hannah said. “Besides, Doreen has to work today and Friday. Doreen and Doug’s parents are in Florida, so they invited Rhiannon’s parents and Sheriff Donaldson to have Thanksgiving here at the bunkhouse. Sarah and I are staying in their spare bedroom tonight.”
“Oh, that’s good! I’m glad we have friends.”
“We have more than friends, Brian,” Hannah said. “We have a clan.” She hugged me and turned away from the others to look into my eyes. I saw a hint of sadness there. “Brian, you can still talk to me. I know there is lots on your mind, but my head hasn’t been tickling lately. I love you and I miss you.”
“You kids can have the big bedroom downstairs with the en suite,” Mom said when we arrived. She’d taken the day off to get ready for the holiday. We got there a few hours before Dad would be home, but I had a feeling that we might have interrupted Mom and Anna. “Bill and Crystal aren’t coming up until tomorrow morning.”
“You’ll have plenty of time to bake bread in the morning!” Anna said as she came into the kitchen. “Oh! I should say welcome home, children,” she giggled. She and Mom hugged each of us and we took our suitcases to what used to be Mom and Dad’s bedroom.
“It feels so weird to come to your parents’ bedroom,” Jennifer said. “I mean, they… In that bed… With my mother…” I pulled her into my arms.
“And tonight, Courtney and I are going to give you orgasms until you pass out, reminding you with each one that this is where your mother got eaten by my mother or fucked my dad,” I said, kissing her to get my point across.
“That’s so… wicked!”
“And what do you want, my courtesan?” I asked.
“I want to lick our cónyuge while you take me from behind. And I want to be surprised to find out where you take me,” Courtney said.
“Where I’m going to take you, courtesan, is straight to paradise.” Courtney shivered in my arms and I kissed her thoroughly. “Right now, though, we need to go out and be sociable with Mom and Anna. I wonder if they’ll be able to smell you two.”
I spent time Wednesday afternoon and evening checking in with every one of the younger clan members. Lexi was pretty bubbly, as usual, and excited about cheerleading, even though we didn’t have a great team this year. Judy was a little reserved. Her mom had become suddenly all motherly now that Judy was nearly seventeen and was not traveling as much. She was actually trying to cook meals for the two.
The one that surprised me a little more was Pam.
“Brian, the summer was so good for me. Even though I was only with you all for a week and my mother was there with us. I know I’m the youngest one of the group, but no one treats me like a baby anymore. Especially you,” she said. “I still have a pretty severe curfew at ten o’clock, but my parents are allowing George and me to go out together occasionally. We’re not serious, but I’m having fun. And my mom thinks you walk on water. I might have to move in with you when I come to IU in two years. Just warning you!”
I got up early on Thursday morning and set bread to rise. It was easy in this setting for me to start a morning conversation with Hannah in my head. She was right. I hadn’t been talking to her lately.
You got me, honey. I haven’t even been waking up at our special time since school started. I can barely get out of bed to do forms in the morning. I’m so tired all the time. And when did we last make love? I want you so desperately but there is homework, and the show, and our hearthmates, and our clan cousins. I feel like I’m falling further and further behind on everything I have to do. Did you notice that I slept all day Monday? I just couldn’t wake up.
For all my big talk, I could barely get Jennifer and Courtney off last night. I went to sleep while they went down on each other. Imagine that! It’s not that I don’t love you all. My life would fall apart without you. And I’m so afraid that I’ll lose you. Any of you. All of you.
Bill and Crystal got to the house about ten. Other than bread, Mom and Anna had chased me out of the kitchen and wouldn’t even let Bill meddle with Thanksgiving dinner. The two of them had reclaimed their kitchen and were having a blast roasting the turkey, mashing potatoes, baking pies, and generally entertaining us all as we sat around the table drinking coffee and hot chocolate.
I got a chance to talk to Bill about the show and about some of the suggestions we’d had for doing parties and catering and cooking lessons.
“The thing is, I’ve got as much as I can handle with school and everything else,” I said. “And as far as expanding the season goes, we’re not only limited by what I can do, but by equipment, too. Lonnie and his class contracted for fifteen shows a semester. We don’t have the equipment to do any more than that. Nor do we have the personnel to film and edit.”
“You might end up having to turn the barn into a studio and move into the new house Anna is planning,” Bill said. “Equipment, skills, and even time are all solvable problems. The big question is desire. What do you want, Brian? And just as important, what does your clan want? You are all still teenagers, and even though you are mature and have created great things, is this what you all want to do with your lives? I always knew I wanted to be a cook, but Crystal wasn’t so sure about restaurant management. There is a lot to be said for being flexible at this stage.”
It was good advice and I’d have to talk to everyone about what they wanted. We needed to help each other with our goals. But we needed to figure out what those goals were, first.
Liz and Nikki rode in the front seat on the way back to Bloomington. We had a five-car caravan headed south with Josh driving and Carl, Brenda, and Louise also following us. Nikki stayed plastered against me with her head on my shoulder the whole way. I could tell something was up there, but it would have to wait until we got time alone so we could talk. We got in a little after nine that evening and had the other casas in to sit and talk as if we’d been separated for months. Hannah wiggled under one arm and hugged me as fiercely as Nikki did from the other side.
“Thank you,” Hannah whispered. “I felt you talking this morning. I don’t know what you said, but I knew you were talking to me. I hope it helped you, too. It made me feel very loved.” I turned and kissed her softly on the lips. She sighed. “Not icky at all.”
When we got ready for bed, Whitney asked me to shower with her and wash her hair. It was late, but Whitney seemed to really need some attention.
“Are you excited about your first big game tomorrow?” I asked. I massaged her scalp as I worked the conditioner into it and she leaned back against me.
“Frantic. You could help me out,” she said softly. “I need to get a good night’s sleep and you know what would relax me.”
“I thought athletes weren’t supposed to have sex the night before a game,” I said, rinsing her hair and letting my hands glide down her lean frame to cup her breasts.
“I think that only applies to male athletes. Sex energizes girls.”
“Maybe we should wait till morning, then,” I whispered.
“Brian, if you keep talking like that, I’ll have to spar with you in the morning.”
“There are other kinds of foreplay,” I said, moving my hands down her torso to her firm, flat tummy.
“Take me to bed, Brian.”
Whitney and I were completely wrapped up in each other as I maneuvered her to the stack of mattresses where we all slept close together. This time, the girls were providing an open space just for Whitney and me and seemed to be watching intently.
We explored a number of those foreplay options and, after I’d given Whitney two nice orgasms with my tongue, she pushed me down on my back and straddled me. She stroked her short pussy hair up and down my cock, soaking me in her juices. Then she pointed me upward and held the tip of my cock at her opening, applying just a little pressure.
“Whitney, I need a condom,” I whispered, struggling not to thrust up into her.
“No,” she said. “You don’t.” Suddenly, all my hearthmates descended on us and my cónyuge and novia pushed up tight against us.
“What’s going on?” I asked, still trying not to push into her.
“Your cónyuge and novia met after your birthday, Brian,” Rose said, stroking my hair. “You still have veto power, but we thought it would be easier to talk to you this way.” Whitney was holding me firmly so I couldn’t just push into her, but she was slowly bouncing against the tip of my cock, making sure I didn’t lose my erection while Rose talked. “We’ve known this day was coming and now we are sure. Your cónyuge want to have you in them without a condom. You are our only man and we want you in us.”
“There are a few exceptions,” Courtney said, cuddling up to me. “It’s the one-cock rule. That means that you still have to use a condom with Liz until she decides she’s done fooling around.”
“You’d have to use a condom with me, anyway,” Liz said, “since it’s our choice, and I still don’t trust the pills alone to keep me from getting pregnant. There’s another exception. You stay covered when you are in a girl’s bottom.” She lightly slapped Courtney’s butt.
“And I agree with that,” Courtney said. “I don’t even want to think of you in my butt and then in my pussy, even if we’ve had a shower between.”
“There are two more rules,” Hannah said. “We know how much you like rules. First, this applies only to your cónyuge. We’ve all talked, and your other compañera and amiga agree. You stay covered with anyone but your cónyuge.”
“But honey, you’re…”
“She’s grandfathered in,” Rose laughed. “Besides, I think there is a handfasting in our near future.” Hannah blushed and pulled Samantha close to us as she nodded.
“And the last rule?” I asked.
“Residency,” Jennifer said. “Elaine was very specific about it. She said that even though she was exclusive with you and intended to stay that way, no one should be included in this arrangement who doesn’t live with you full time. She specifically said that applied to her and that weekends were not adequate.”
“I want it as much as everyone else,” Elaine said. “But it’s a matter of trust. We want everyone to know that we aren’t drive-by fucking. When we make this commitment, it’s a commitment.”
“You’ve made all these decisions,” I said. Whitney continued to rub my cock against her clit and I could see her beginning to get flushed. She was the only other girl I’d ever had unprotected sex with and I felt a huge loss when she told me we had to stay covered after I started with Rose.
“No,” she whispered. “We made our rules. Now it’s up to you. Do you want me to put a condom on your cock? Or do you want to sink your naked flesh up into my hot, wet, willing pussy and let your come splash all over the inside of my vagina like we did the first time you made love to me?”
I grinned up at Whitney, placed my hands on her waist and pulled her down. She pulled her hand away, and by the time I was fully embedded in her, she was coming. It didn’t take long before all the rest of us were, as well.
“One more rule,” I said, as my lovers and hearthmates gathered as close to Whitney and me as they could get. I was still inside my first lover and she lay on my chest. “It’s not automatic. We had a lot of fun when we were first anticipating making love. You can all anticipate this new development now. I don’t plan to just stop using condoms. I want the first time bareback with each of my cónyuge to be special and unique. I love you all.”
Jennifer, Courtney, and Samantha all moaned. They were the only ones this applied to since Liz and Elaine had taken themselves out of the equation, at least for now.
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