Mothers and Daughters Ch. 01

Eventually Melissa remembered he was there and dragged her mother over to greet him. Jamie stuck out his hand but Lisa brushed right by it and wrapped herself around him with a hug that smashed her big soft breasts against his chest. I was right, he thought. No sign of a bra.

They exchanged pleasantries for a minute and then Lisa said, "Come on in. You two you must be parched from the ride across the desert. It's a hot one down there I bet." As she led them up the steps Jamie couldn't help but appreciate her broad ass and notice that her shorts didn't really cover it completely. He could feel his cock stirring as he stared at the edges of Lisa's ass cheeks where they peaked from beneath the shorts.

Jamie leaned over to Melissa and whispered, "Her shorts cover less than yours." She shushed him in response, but she had noticed the same thing.

Just as they reached the porch the door swung open and Melissa's father, Luke, walked out. He was tall and obviously strong, built a lot like Jamie, but beginning to carry a small paunch. His thick hair was just beginning to show a touch of grey. He didn't by-pass Jamie's offered handshake, instead damn near crushing the young man's hand in his grip. Jamie noted that Luke, like Lisa, was barefoot, his shirt tail was hanging out, and the buttons were one row out of kilter, as if hastily buttoned. His thick hair had an unkempt look. Jamie wondered if their arrival had interrupted something. He smiled at the thought that perhaps they had been screwing while he and Melissa had been on the ridge talking about how she was raised and schooled. He hoped they had finished. No one should be interrupted mid-fuck.

The two of them stood talking about the drive over, the weather, and other innocuous topics while the girls went in for drinks. All four of them were soon sitting on the big covered porch drinking beer. There were two wide swing seats hanging from the rafters of the covered porch and each couple took one. Melissa sat discretely away from Jamie. She had told her mother they were living together, but she had tried to make it sound like convenient housing and downplay the possibility of a sexual relationship. She didn't want to explain that to her mother until she judged the time to be right. Her mother, of course had seen right through her.

Lisa on the other hand sat tightly against Luke, her soft breast smashed against the side of his chest. He put an arm around her shoulders pulling her tighter. She pulled up her foot hooking the heel on the edge of the swing. The position pulled her short shorts tighter on the side giving Jamie an even better view of the bottom of her butt cheek. His cock stirred and he reached for Melissa's hand but she had it strategically filled with a cold can of beer. She was being very careful about the impression they were making.

After a couple of rounds of beer each, they went into a dinning room for dinner. Over a couple of additional beers they ate a venison stew made from the last of the deer Luke and Lisa had shot the preceding fall. As on the porch, Jamie and Melissa were maintaining a discrete distance, but Lisa and Luke had their seats drawn together so it was obvious their hips were touching. Toward the end of the meal, Melissa dropped her fork and bent under the table to get it. She looked toward her parents and realized with shock that her mother had her hand in her father's lap. She had opened the fly on his jeans and was stroking his erect cock. She froze for a brief moment, unable to avoid staring at her father's erect cock. It was standing straight out from his open jeans and was thick, long and angry looking. Lisa was barely able to close her fingers around it.

Melissa blinked, shook her head, and returned quickly to the table and was silent. The conversation was proceeding from where it had been when she had dropped her fork. Her father had been about to explain why he had abandoned politics.

"It just wasn't worth it anymore," he said. "I went into it with the hope I could get something done for the good people of my district and for a lot of years I did. Now the Dems run Salem completely and won't even talk to you if you're from Eastern Oregon. To make things worse the party has veered so far to the right that I have almost nothing in common with any of the few people who do get elected as a Republican. And don't even bring up the subject of that jerk in the Whitehouse. On top of all that, the press has taken to examining your life with a microscope, just trying to find something that they can smear you with to sell news. It's not worth it."

Melissa was shocked about what she was hearing from her father, though not as shocked as she was about what she had seen under the table. It wasn't that she objected, she realized. She hadn't agreed with her father's politics for years so the change was a good one from her perspective, and as for a hanky-panky under the table, well that was her parent's business, but it sure wasn't consistent with the way she had been raised. As a child, every weekend when the road out to the highway was passable the family had driven out and over to Jorden Valley to listen to a Catholic priest preach hellfire and brimstone. Okay Father Leonard wasn't quite as extreme as a southern Baptist, but still . . . his sermons wouldn't have condoned jacking your husband off at dinner. Oh and another thing, she thought, who knew my father had such a big cock?

Wanting to get Luke off his political rant, Melissa asked, "Dad where are the cows. I noticed there is nothing in the pasture but a few horses. Have you not brought them up from Vale yet or have you already turned them out into the grazing allotment?" Normally her parents kept their cattle in a lower elevation pasture and feeding operation they owned near Vale and only brought them up to the old home ranch for summer pasture. They had a long term grazing allotment permitting them to run several hundred cow-calf units (BLM jargon) on several thousand acres of Federal land adjoining their home ranch.

"Well some things have changed since you went away to college," Lisa responded. "We don't bring the cattle up here at all anymore. This is just kind of a summer home or weekend getaway for us. We have the time now that Sam is running the ranches." Sam was Lisa's brother, five years older than her.

"Yeah," her father chimed in. "This place is so remote it was getting just too damned expensive to run cattle on. It's a long haul from Vale all the way up here, and once I turned them out into the grazing allotment there was no telling where they would go. It took forever to round them up in the fall. We would lose a few every year down into the Owyhee canyon and it just wasn't worth the work to pick your way down there to retrieve a few units. Just before I backed out of politics I made a deal with the BLM. The Feds want this land for a wilderness area and to be honest, that's probably about all it's good for. I gave up our allotment over here and they gave me a much bigger allotment by our ranch over in Harney County. They're letting me run more units over there than I ever could here, and I don't have near so much difficulty rounding them up in the fall. So we made out fine on the deal."

"You mean Sam doesn't have so much difficulty," Lisa said. "It's his show now."

Luke smiled. "Yeah your mother's right. About all I do now is keep this place up during the summer.

"How do you get power in here?" Jamie asked.

Luke chuckled. "You may have noticed that rickety old string of power poles alongside the road as you came in here. My father was on the board of the Harney Electric Cooperative when it was created back in the mid-1950s to bring power to Harney and Southern Malheur Counties. As a board member, he had something to say about where they strung lines, and he got one run in here. Last year I added that dish antenna you saw on top of the house, so we now have internet connectivity. There's even a way to make phone calls."

"Pretty civilized," Melissa. "Now if you just didn't have to drive to Ontario to get to a grocery store."

"There's a new one in McDermitt," Lisa said. McDermitt was the first town across the Nevada border, about 50 miles away. When Lisa had been growing up all it had was an Indian Reservation and the customary Nevada border casino, an old beat up looking operation, not like the fancy new reservation casinos the tribes were building these days.

"Is it bigger than the casino?" Melissa asked.

"No, not really," Lisa admitted. Everyone laughed.

And we're traveling a bit," Luke said. "Sam and Gina live in Boise and he travels to the ranches as he needs to. Each ranch has its own resident manager, so Sam doesn't need to be there every day. We have a house in Boise for the winters, but we spend our summers here. I've still got friends over in Salem and Portland, and there is a little place down on the coast now, in Lincoln City. Life is pretty good."

Yeah, and Mom jacks your big cock under the table at dinner, Melissa thought with a smile. Life does sound good.

They were done with dinner and Melissa suggested that she and her mother clean up the dishes and the kitchen. Once she had her mother in the kitchen, she said, "Mom, I saw what you were doing for Dad under the table tonight. What the hell has happened here?"

Lisa smiled. "Sorry. You weren't supposed to see that. But things have changed in our lives and it's not just your father's retirement from politics and running the ranches. I have to tell you it's all for the better. Right now, let's get these dishes cleaned up and . . . she blushed a bit . . . I have a very aroused husband to see to. We'll go for a ride tomorrow and I'll fill you in on the details of how our lives have changed."

Melissa stood for a long time in the kitchen trying to decide how she should feel about what she had learned tonight. She was surprised by how her family had changed, but she was sure she was only seeing the tip of the iceberg. What was her mother going to tell her tomorrow? Yes, all the changes in her father's politics and the management of the ranches were surprising, but she was sure, based on what she had seen going on beneath the dinner table, that there were a lot more changes that she was still in the dark about. And no matter how hard she tried to dismiss it, she couldn't get the image of her father's raging erection out of her mind. "You aren't supposed to find your father's erect cock arousing," she told herself, "But I do. It's so wrong and I'm so horny!"

That was when Jamie came into the kitchen. "What's up Babe?" he asked. "You look troubled."

She shook her head, and said, "Yeah I guess you could say that. Come on. Let's go for a walk. The stars are great up here." She was struggling to get the image of her father's cock out of her mind.

They walked down the hill towards the barn, holding hands and staring up at the night sky. There was a bright moon, but with no other competing light source for at least thirty or forty miles from where they were, the Milky Way painted a sparkling band across the sky. They stood leaning on a fence staring at the sky.

"Want to tell me about it, Babe?" he asked.

She sighed. "Okay. Here's the thing. How would you feel if you came home and found out your parents had abandoned their politics, turned their business over to your older brother, and were about to abandon your childhood home?"

"Well, my father talks about retiring, although I doubt if he'll ever really do it. What you are describing sounds pretty much like a fairly standard retirement to me. Parents do that."

"There's more. Remember how I took the time to change into a pair of jeans and put a bra on when we stopped at Burns Junction?"

"Yeah. You said you didn't want to get lectured by your parents. That trucker loved it," he said with a chuckle.

"And I meant it. But then we come here and Mom comes down the stairs with her boobs bouncing like a stripper and wearing a pair of shorts that would have embarrassed even Daisy Duke."

Jamie chuckled. "Yeah, I noticed."

"You would, you pervert."

"Hey, I'm a guy, and your mother's an attractive woman."

"That's not all," she said.

"Oh?"

"Yes. Remember when I ducked under the table to pick up the fork I dropped during dinner?"

"Yeah?"

"It's what I saw then. Mom had Dad's dick out of his jeans and she was jerking it. He has a huge dick too. Just as big as yours."

"Oh. Yeah, that would surprise me a little if I saw that when I came home for a visit. Parents aren't supposed to have sex."

She laughed at him. "What, you think the stork brought you?"

"No, of course not, but you know what I mean. I just never think about it. What did your mother say? Did you ask her."

"She said, 'Oops, you weren't supposed to see that.' But she wasn't embarrassed about it. She just told me that a lot of things had changed in their marriage and that she would tell me about it when we take a ride tomorrow."

Then she looked up at Jamie and said, "But you know what's bothering me the most? I just can't get the image of my father's big hard dick out of my mind and it's making me horny and guilty as hell at the same time."

"Oh. Well maybe I can help with some of that," he said as he wrapped her up in his arms.

That was when they heard one of the horses whinny, followed immediately by the sound of someone walking down the path they had just come down. A moment later they heard voices talking lowly.

"It's my parents. Come with me," Melissa whispered. They hurried around the side of the barn and in through a side door. It was dark in the barn, but Melissa had known it from birth. She quickly led Jamie to a ladder and up to an empty hay loft. From there they could look down on her parents who were standing side by side leaning on the rail talking softly. The couples movement had triggered a motion sensor on a flood light on the corner of the barn, so Luke and Lisa were well illuminated.

"They're naked!" Jamie whispered.

"Shhh." She wanted to hear what they were saying.

"There was a problem at dinner." Lisa said. She was leaning against Luke. He had his arm around her shoulders.

"Oh? Did I talk about politics too much?"

"No that was fine. The problem is that when Melissa ducked down to get her fork she saw what I was doing to your cock."

"Oh. Yeah. I guess that could be a problem."

"She asked me about it while we were doing the dishes."

"What did you tell her?"

"I told her things had changed around here beyond what we talked about at dinner and that I would go for a ride with her tomorrow and tell her more."

"Did she accept that?" Luke asked. He had lets his arm slide down so his hand was now fondling her ass.

Lisa giggled a little. "I think I had more beer than I should have. I told her that I didn't have time right then because I had a horny husband to deal with. Then I left."

Luke turned towards her and she put her arms around his neck smashing her big breasts against his chest. He used both hands to pull her hips into his. I think your horny husband had a horny wife that needed to be dealt with right then too."

"Oh what would give you the idea I was horny?" she asked.

He laughed and said, "Those kids interrupted us just when we were about to get into some serious fucking this afternoon."

She put a foot up on the lowest rail of the gate, and he slid a hand around and began to stroke her sex.

"You're wet lady. I think you need a serious fucking."

"You cowboys are so sharp. I was stroking your cock through most of dinner and you've concluded I want a serious fucking." She gasped and lay her head on his shoulder as he slid two fingers into her dripping cunt. "Oh god yes. I need you to fuck me. Fuck me now, right out here. Right now."

"You sure the kids aren't watching?"

"I don't care. I'm going to tell her everything tomorrow and I really need that big hard dick of yours now. Besides, I like to screw out here. The best sex isn't always in bed."

"Are you going to tell her about the Rev and his marriage counseling."

"Yes."

"Are you going to tell her about the Rev's parties?"

"Yes."

"Are you going to tell her about our friends in Salem and Portland?"

"Yes."

"Good. Then I'll fuck you right now. Turn around and lean on the fence with that big broad ass of yours sticking out. I've been hoping for this ever since you pulled my dick out at dinner."

Lisa turned and grabbed the middle rail of the gate, spread her legs, and stuck her ass out behind her. She knew just what level to have it at so Luke could really plow her.

In the hay loft, Melissa and Jamie were on their knees watching the lust unfold below them. As her parents positioned themselves, Melissa got another look in the moonlight at her father's big rigid dick just as it was about to penetrate her mother.

"Fuck, Jamie. I need you right now." She ripped off her shirt and the bra she had mistakenly put on earlier in the day and then pushed her jeans down beyond her knees. She bent over on her hands and knees, her naked ass pointed back at Jamie as she watched her parents screwing.

Jamie quickly released his cock and forced it into Melissa. She was dripping wet. Very little was said for the next several minutes as both couples hammered away at each other. Everyone slept very well that night. Even though she couldn't see it as her parents fucked in the floodlight, the image of her father's erect dick was burned into her brain.

The next morning shortly after breakfast Lisa and Melissa saddled up a pair of horses and headed out through a gate at the far end of the pasture into the sage for their ride and Lisa's confessions.