Our Senior Year and More

Our Senior Year and more part 17

The new Barn was shaping up very good and ahead of schedule, Maryann was working on old photos and memorabilia that she knew was around the house, and put together a beautiful dedication stall, a museum like tribute to Tommy’s family, old photos of the property and photos of Tommy as a young boy, I even spotted a few of me, and a lot of horse photos. I couldn’t get over a very cut, fit teenage Tommy working the farmland usually shirtless, Damn what a hunk he was, how come I never saw that in him back then? I wondered.

We had a dedication with just the Farm/Dude Ranch people and my parents, we made it like a special holiday as we walked through the new building with the bright lighting and so many additional empty stalls that hopefully will one day be filled. Baker 2 (Dick) had already claimed one of the upstairs apartments and finally moved out of the space above his dad’s pharmacy. Hulk and Sammy decided to move to the apartments in new barn as well, they designed their shared space for themselves rather than the conjoined apartments they were originally renting. Tommy saw the upstairs of both buildings as an asset to be able to offer living quarters for future workers and hands and possibly even as overflow for dude ranch customers.

Josh and I moved back into Tommy’s house a few weeks after the wedding as our Honeymoon cabin was rented out for the dude ranch again, but we always saw that cabin as our honeymoon suite and the place we consummated our marriage in. We often joked we’d go back on a free weekend that it wasn’t rented and try all over again, after all the dude ranch business falls off in the winter months and there was a cool fieldstone fireplace in the living room as well, and what better than the snow falling on us in the hot tub. One day that we made one of those comments, Tommy, as if knowingly, reached in his pocket and tossed us the key, damn this was going to be our weekend. Josh and I threw an overnight bag together and headed up to the cabin by golf cart, just as the sun was setting and the snow began to fall. Once inside we realized the candles were gone, the music wasn’t set up, and the room was just a well furnished log cabin suite, remembering how our wedding night escape was decorated all out. But that didn’t stop us, as Josh made a quick run into town for some things, a frozen pizza, snacks, desert and a bottle of champagne (well some kind of sparkling wine that is). While he was gone I dimmed the lights turned down the bed, uncovered the hot tub and ran back to Tommy’s house for some clothes and other intimate things like lube and sex toys.

By the time Josh got back I was laying naked on the bed, I was all lubed up and I had that monster dildo worked into my ass all the way to the fat rubber end that resembled the top half of some mighty big balls, but he didn’t realize it at first when he returned, and he flipped on the oven and started cooking, and he opened the bottle of wine before he even came looking for me.

He finally came through the bedroom door calling my name, and then he saw me as I spread my legs and he could see that monster rubber appendage sunk deep inside me. He paused for just a moment and then quicker than shit, he was stark naked, kissing me while caressing my throbbing cock, and gently kneeing that dildo in and out of me. His chest rubbing against mine and his supple lips caressing my entire face, the nibbling on my ear and his hands slipping through my hair, as my arms wrapped around his muscle toned back and his opposite thigh pressed my boner into my abdomen, with a slight rocking of the knee on the dildo making me harder than hell. Damn he was all over me, I guess with that damn dildo in my ass he knew he was going to be the dominant top tonight. That dildos been lubed and in my ass for over an hour now and I think I was just getting used to it when, Josh moved down to playfully pull it in and out, while bending it up and down, God it was so nice.

He finally pulled it all the way out, only I may have shifted my waist to make it come out and he raised my leg and he blew softly into my open hole. My hole seemed to want to stay open wide as he took advantage and slid himself right in, no lube or anything. Seems I was so open even Josh fit loosely inside, a totally different feeling with almost no pain and that large dick of his flopping around in my open hole as he moved in and out and side to side. He was loving it, even though I know he loved my tight hole, I think we went on for hours.

“Damn the fucking Pizza” he yelled as he jumped off me and ran to the kitchenette and pulled it out of the oven. I didn’t move off the bed but I knew exactly what he was doing as he cussed and banged pans, that pizza was being tossed into the sink. Just about then I could smell the burnt residue permeating the bedroom, then he was opening the sliding doors to the deck in the living room and came back to the bedroom and slid that sliding door open for fresh air, Fuck it was under 30 freaking degrees out there, as I got up, and his limp dick bounced as he walked towards me.

We decidedly moved out to the hot tub and continued, as I was giggling about the burnt food reminding me of the New York City apartment night that we did the same thing, but he wasn’t happy. We spent about a half hour in the tub and mostly just necking and simple hand jobs just to get us back in the mood and getting him to forget about it, when we dried off and closed the doors, turned up the heat and sat on the Bear skin rug in front of the fireplace sipping what was left of the wine.

Josh was leaning back against the couch, I had my back leaning against his chest between his legs, as he gently massaged my breasts with his arms crossed over my chest and thumbs running back and forth over them as his fingers held firmly onto my sides just below my arm pits. My dick sprang up as he leaned in over my shoulder and watched it grow to full mast. Not to mention his was sticking in my upper crack as his began to grow again.

We still hadn’t eaten except some snacks that Josh brought back and we polished off that wine, when he rolled me over and began and oral assault on my ass, what a feeling my right side was extra warm from the exposed fire, my left was cool, Josh’s hands were sliding up and down my back while his tongue was deep inside me trying to reopen my tunnel, I thought it would never be as open as before and that dildo was still somewhere in the other room and my stomach and cock were pressed firmly into that silky soft fur rug.

Josh crawled up on top of me and began pushing his dick at my hole, as he wrapped his one arm around my neck and gently but persuasively pushed further in, I thought I might choke from his grip, but I didn’t complain as the pain in my rear seemed much less, I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. Then in he was. Sunk right down to his balls as I felt his balls pressed firmly against mine and he just stayed fully inserted and he grinded around, oh my god the ecstasy was glorious, he was rubbing his dick head into all the right places. Suddenly I was about to come and he knew it he yanked out and rolled me over under himself and crawled up to my chin as he beat that meat right into my face. I bent my head up and began to suck on him and he reached behind and began jerking back the climax I just lost, one hand on my shaft the other massaging my balls. Meanwhile his spewing seed was hitting me everywhere except my mouth. He paused for a moment while I gently licked his manhood clean then he backed up and sat on my dick guiding it in with the hand that was just jerking me. He continued to fondle my balls as he rode me up and down. His softening dick sprang back to attention and my hands reached up as if they were guiding him on his waist as they rode with him.

With some cum still on my face I yelled politely in a huff of gasping breath “I’M CUM……….ing”  and there it was, I was pumping pressurized semen into my husband as he continued to ride me tender, and he just wouldn’t stop, he came again a second time as my dick bent over and folded out of him in slight pain.

He rested back down on my abdomen with my softening dick in his crack as he wiped spurts of cum up with his fingers feeding them to me, then he bent over to kiss me and cleaned off any of his first load that was still salvageable from my face before sharing it with me.

We fell asleep naked In front of the fire, woke up the next morning scavenging for some other food we were starved, we found a can of redi-whip in the fridge with some angel food cupcakes that he bought the night before for desert. We moved back to the bed and decorated our cupcakes and yup you know it before long we were decorating each other with that whipped cream. I think I licked whipped cream from places I didn’t know Josh even had, that cold whip cream and the warm hot tongue smeared all over our bodies and faces, then we both came and we sat in our mess and famishly ate those cupcakes, but the can was empty and the cakes were dry so we wiped up whatever cream or should I say “creams” up with the cake and ate them all down.

We decided to finally clean up and climbed in the shower to once again clean each other off first with soap, water and shampoo then our tongues and yes we squirted our seed all over those walls. We dried off got dressed and headed to the diner in town for real breakfast food, not realizing it was already 2:30 in the afternoon. We stopped at the store for some more supplies and back to the cabin for another day and night of fuck filled pleasure. The whole damn weekend we never saw a phone, a TV, a computer, or Tommy or any of the guys, just a few familiar faces when we were in town.

Sunday night came and we cleaned up the best we could and tried to be sure all evidence of our wild raunchy dirty sex filled weekend were erased as we headed back across the field back to Tommy’s house, where Tommy and Devin were sitting at the kitchen table having a beer, they smiled ear to ear as we sat to join them. It was almost like I might have been walking funny or had some big sign on me but I knew they were just being them.

Monday came and we all went back to our daily jobs, the cabin contractor came by and wanted to finalize our plans and contract for Josh and my new home, surveys were done and plots laid out and just a signature would seal the deal. The following weekend we all gathered with the builders at the site (Tommy, Devin, Hulk, Sammy, Juan, my mom and dad, Josh and I) Baker 1 and Maryann documented it with their phone photos and a movie, while Baker 2 live streamed it for Josh’s parents back in New York. Tommy brought over 12 shovels that he had painted Gold and they tied a ribbon between two stakes and we all took a shovel full of dirt and tossed it across the ribbon before Josh and I each took a pair of scissors and sliced through that ribbon and I joined him in a private hug as the rest filed in around us joining in, even the builders grabbed onto us.

The following day the bulldozers and workers began like buzzing bees and then later that month came cement trucks and lumber galore. Josh and I went across the street to the site every night and photographed each day’s progress. We stood there one night wondering if we made it big enough as it looked small on that piece of cleared land with trees to one side, but as each day drew on, it seemed it might even have been too big, we added dens and decks and fireplaces, yes more than one, and spare rooms and basement, made plans for a future hot tub and a pool. The fieldstone and log exterior was just like it was out of a design magazine, every porch and dormer perfectly balanced, and a local landscaper was sending us detailed drawings of possible layouts, all this under the watchful eye of Josh’s dad who was still managing our finances from the accident settlement.

To be continued