El Rancho del Corazón
75 Seven Minutes
WE ALL AGREED to take the weekend off. Hannah was reluctant, but Rose explained that it was important that the younger clan members who would be working for her much of the summer needed to see that she felt they were important. It made sense. Only those of us who graduated from St. Joe Valley and were in Casa del Fuego, Casa del Agua, and Casa de la Tierra were going up to Mishawaka. Fuego and Agua had hearthmates graduating and Brenda had the pool.
Brenda, Carl, and Louise took off on Friday to prepare the party. On Saturday morning, we loaded up our caravan. It was about as full as I’d ever had the Suburban for hauling people. Hannah, Sarah, Rose, Whitney, Samantha, and Sora all piled into the truck. Liz, Nikki, and Elaine rode with Josh and Cassie. Behind us, Doug, Doreen, Rhiannon, and Sandy were all going to welcome George into the fold.
We all stopped to see Mom, Dad, and Anna on our way and completely overwhelmed them. I think they were glad we stopped by and that Doreen had come. Mom completely ignored the rest of us and immediately went to hug the mother-to-be of her next grandchild. It was really sweet. We told Dad and Anna about the new horses and about Larry and Theresa being homeless, too. Anna wanted to know how the summer production was coming and no one could believe how much was going on.
“I think we need to move forward with the house,” Anna said. “We need to talk to Ron and to the guys in Nappanee, but we have all the drawings that Rhiannon did. You’ll have two barns and a bunkhouse, but you are still missing the original farmhouse. I think we should go ahead and build it. Putting in the improvements to the loft of the barn and getting the foundation for the new duplex hardly put a dent in the settlement money. I can afford to build the house to our specification and you’ll still have room above the studio for next year’s flock of new kids. Maybe you could invite Larry and Theresa to be the dorm parents. It wouldn’t take much to fix up your bedroom as a nice apartment.”
“Anna Mom, I love you,” Hannah said, flinging herself into Anna’s arms. “You’ve always been so nice to me and helped me so much. I love my hearthmates, but I’m putting them through hell this summer. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.” Hannah actually curled up in Anna’s lap like a baby. I got a glimpse of what was aggravating her this summer. She thought she was hurting us.
The new house would certainly not be ready for us to move into before our production hell was over, but we could all see a possibility for the fall if they could get it constructed by then.
We picked up Mary on the way to Brenda’s house and just wedged her into the last available spot in the truck. There had been a time when I considered just ditching the middle seats because we hauled so much stuff in the truck. Now I was glad for every one of the eight passenger seats.
As soon as we were out of the car, Mary launched herself at Cassie and Josh, hugging them and squealing about how much she missed them. I suppose it had been hard on her for the past five weeks since Bethel classes let out for the summer and Josh and Cassie came to Bloomington. When we finally made it to the pool, though, Mary was all over me.
“Rose said I could be your party date,” she breathed in my ear. Damn! That counteracted the effect of the cold pool water.
“Mary, I would love to be your party date.”
“I give you explicit permission to touch me inside or outside my clothes as long as it seems appropriate at the moment and we aren’t making a spectacle of ourselves. The only thing I’m saving for us is penetration, lover. And I have half a notion to just pull my suit aside here in the pool and have you fuck me,” she giggled as she wrapped her legs around my waist and kissed me.
“Mary, my love, I give you the same explicit permission. Just try not to embarrass either of us, okay?” I laughed.
“You could hold my butt and carry me all around the pool to start. Then I’ll let the juniors have a go at you,” she said. “They can’t wait!”
Oh boy! What next?
I always thought Sugar was the mistress of the sexy pool games, but the younger clan had come up with their own. In Dolphins and Sharks, the girls all gathered in the center of the pool as dolphins and the guys circled around as sharks. A shark could attack and ‘capture’ a dolphin, but any two dolphins could attack and capture a shark. Once captured, you were privileged to a make out session until there were no more sharks or dolphins to be captured. Either way, you won, but the guys quickly discovered that it was a benefit to capture or be captured early in the game.
Then we played frozen T-shirt. We were divided into teams of four and each team was given a T-shirt that had been soaked in water, wadded up, and frozen for the past three days. We had to get it thawed enough that we could get it on one of our teammates. The first team that had a player in the frozen T-shirt won. Of course, no one actually wanted to put the T-shirt on while it was still frozen and when Nikki finally pulled one over her head, the shape of her nipples was pronounced.
The party continued in the typical vein of Brenda’s end-of-year parties. Her parents had abandoned the premises and Brenda, Carl, and Louise prepared the food and hosted the party. She, at least, was having a great time when we got to the basement.
“We all know what time it is,” Brenda announced. “And I promise that when we are all out of high school and everyone is in Bloomington, we will continue this year-end tradition. Brian and…” she swung her finger around the room pointing at nearly every person there. “TK!” Oh shit!
I followed Theresa to the closet as everyone called out, “Seven minutes in heaven!”
“I don’t know what you’ve heard,” I said as I heard her rustling around in the dark. She managed to jab me with her elbow. “But seven minutes isn’t really enough time to do anything too dramatic. Whatever you want, though. We can just…” Theresa slammed her body into mine and put her lips on mine.
Her naked body.
“I don’t suppose you have a condom, do you?” she asked as she licked my ear.
“Uh, not on me,” I gasped. But she felt so good as my hands explored her front and back.
“You should be better prepared. I hope you will be this summer. Use your mouth on me. Okay? Please?”
I’m only a guy. And TK is damned cute. She’s the oldest of the girls who would be seniors next year. I went down on her as she leaned back, pulling my head to her pussy. As I was licking, I explored with my fingers and found her passage unobstructed.
“Yesss,” she hissed. “Put it in me. Don’t worry. I haven’t been saving myself for you. Stick it in. Make me come.” With each phrase she spoke, her voice was becoming louder. I did my best to get her off with two fingers up inside and my mouth latched onto her clit. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” she screamed.
“And seven minutes is up,” Brenda said as she opened the door. Theresa fell backwards out of the closet and I followed with my mouth still between her legs.
“Oh, shit, that was good,” TK sighed. She looked around from where she was lying as I pulled myself out from between her legs. I looked back in the closet and found her bikini. “What?” she said as she looked at our clan cousins. “Brenda said he’d made love to every seventeen-year-old he’d had in the closet. What are you staring at?” Our cousins all applauded.
“We all faked it,” Louise said. “Brenda! You’re gonna get it now!” Brenda took off screaming with Louise and Carl right behind. That broke the shock and we all started laughing.
Mary cuddled next to me all night as we camped on the floor in Brenda’s basement. Once Brenda, Louise, and Carl disappeared up the stairs, they didn’t return. We didn’t continue playing seven minutes, but hung out talking about when everyone was coming down to Bloomington. Mary kissed me and then proceeded to lick all around my lips.
“I think I’m going to have to get to know Theresa a lot better this summer,” she giggled. “You could put your fingers in my pussy now. Or do we need to go to the closet?”
We didn’t go to the closet, nor did I take my fingers away from her wet pussy all night long. She stayed beside me and slept with her hand in my trunks, gripping my cock. On the other side of me, different girls cuddled up during the night. Theresa was hauled away by Lexi as soon as she tried to lie down next to me.
“You had yours, TK,” Lexi growled. “I haven’t had a Brian orgasm in… a long time.” I didn’t need to do much to help her when she threw a leg over my thigh and ground herself against me until she moaned her climax. “That will do for a week,” she sighed. “You’ll save a little time for us this summer, won’t you, Brian?”
“I’ll try, sweetheart. But we’ve got so much work to do this summer, building the barn will look like child’s play. Just be sure you come to me and remind me if I’m neglecting you, okay?”
“Okay. I might not love you as much as my sister does, but I love you a lot, you know.”
Hannah was next to me when I woke up in the morning and waited for me to start talking to her. I glanced at Mary and even though her eyes were closed, her hips pushed forward at my fingers a little. She’d been wet all night and still had a good grip on my cock. Not a hard grip, but insistent.
“The night before graduation is something else, isn’t it? Or maybe it’s just the end of the school year. It’s our one-year anniversary, love!” I whispered to Hannah. “I can’t believe what Theresa did in the closet. Or what I did, I guess. Um… I’d guess that there is going to be a repeat of that sometime this summer. She was really tasty.” Hannah pulled her top off and threw a leg over me, bumping knees with Mary. Her hand slid into my trunks to join Mary’s.
“You found Mary. She’s been holding my cock all night. Rose tried to crawl up in her usual place and gave up. I’ve had the fingers of my left hand in or on Mary’s pussy all night long. As wet as she is, I’ll bet my fingers are all shriveled and wrinkly.” Mary squeezed my cock gently and both girls stroked up and down it. “Mary really likes it when I get a finger on each side of her clit and do little pulses, pinching them together.” Mary moaned. Hannah pulled her bottoms off and started sliding up and down my leg. “You want to try that, too? Let me get my hand down there.” We shifted a little and Hannah’s new position was an exact reflection of Mary’s. I found her damp. She wasn’t dripping like Mary had been all night long, but she was slippery. She nipped at my shoulder a little. From their movements on my fingers, I knew both girls were wide awake and listening.
“You should know what I’m going to do to Mary,” I continued to whisper. “Not this morning or today, but very soon. I’m going to make love to her. It’s going to be really slow. She’s a virgin, you know. When she takes that last step, I want her to remember it as the most wonderful thing she’s ever done. I’ll start by kissing her. Mary has very dreamy kisses. It might take me an hour of just kissing her and telling her how much I love her before I do anything else. By anything, I don’t just mean pinching her nipples, even though I know she likes that. I mean things like kissing her ears and down her neck. I just love the shape of Mary’s neck and shoulders. I hope she’s okay with me spending another hour just kissing around her shoulders and licking that little spot on the inside of her elbow that makes her jump.” Both girls jumped as I said that and their hands picked up precome from my cock to spread around.
“I wonder if her feet and toes are as sensitive as yours are. I think I’ll spend about an hour just licking her toes and up the inside of her legs. I know the spot behind her knees is as sensitive as the spot by her elbow. I wonder if she’ll come just from me sucking on her toes one at a time and sticking my tongue between them.” I felt a gush of fresh liquid from Hannah’s pussy as I described the kind of attention I’d pay to Mary’s feet. Both girls were rocking against my fingers as they stroked my cock. I was getting a little short of breath myself.
“When the big moment comes, Mary will be looking into my eyes as my cock nudges her pussy lips apart. She’ll wonder what I’m waiting for—why I haven’t pushed through her barrier and into her vagina. But I’ll just stay there, waiting. Finally, she will say, ‘Please put your cock in me and take my virginity,’ and I’ll push. You see, I can’t do a thing like that without explicit permission.” That was as far as I got in my story. Both girls came on my fingers and in three more strokes, I spurted. I kissed Hannah and then turned my head to kiss Mary.
“I counted four hours of foreplay you’ve promised,” Mary whispered. “I might die. I love you.”
We were all gathered in the bleachers as we watched Mary and George cross the platform to receive their diplomas. The new principal, Comstock, announced that they would be moving to Bloomington to attend IU. He seemed like a nice guy. A lot younger than Principal Darnell who retired last spring.
We went through the receiving line, congratulating grads we knew. I even shook Barry’s hand and congratulated him on getting his diploma. I noticed that the principal didn’t give any indication of Barry’s plans after graduation.
I gave George a hug and asked when he would be down. He told me that he and Leonard had talked about driving down together on Tuesday if that was okay. Okay? Hell yes! And then there was Mary. She was beaming and gave each of us a big kiss, paying special attention to Hannah and causing a couple hoots from nearby grads. She kissed me with equal fervor.
“Just so you know, it wasn’t your imagination. I wasn’t wearing panties when I crossed the stage to get my diploma. I’m still not.” I’d told her a long time ago that I’d be wondering if she had anything under her gown, so I was prepared.
“I know,” I whispered in her ear. “I could see the wet spot on the back of your gown.” Her eyes popped open and she immediately reached to feel the back of her gown.
“You!” she squealed. She broke down laughing. “Just for that, I’m going to make you wait with your cock poised at my pussy lips while I consider carefully whether I want you to take my virginity. Like for about an hour.”
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