4 LIVES AT THE HOMESTEAD 6 - Sex Stories

4 LIVES AT THE HOMESTEAD 6

... woman`s pain, Ann now wriggling on Joe who unable to keep himself in check erupted into her, triggering her own huge climax, the sound of which set off myself and Sam our seed splashing over Babs bare legs, Babs now had her own moment untouched by anyone, just the vision of Eve now screaming to relive the worse pain being enough. Tick ...Tick, Tick... the clock `s relentless movement, 35, 36, then a full 40 minutes, a tiny trickle of bl**d showed on the painful seat, as finally she climaxed again shouted enough at 42 minutes . Willing hands released her and Babs swabbed her bruised and torn sex with alcohol spray. That caused another scream as the liquid hit the now raw skin. Another hour past before our guests left, a pale exhausted Eve, now seated on a pile of pillows and Joe at the wheel, followed by Sam and Babs who now bade us farewell and the weekend was over. Back to reality the dogs needed walking and Ann needed to make a meal, work tomorrow, normality. It was the middle of the week when we heard from Eve, she wanted to pass our telephone number to Patty, so she could phone us and introduce herself. Patty duly rang the next evening and between us we arranged for her and her husband Teddy, to visit at the end of the month, and for their caravan to stay with us for the rest of the summer to save them travelling the thing to and ...

... fro. Ann chatted for a while saying about the story starting things for us and asking about some of the details. Eve, Patty and Ann soon had, the weekend at the end of the month sorted food wise and logistically and Life burbled along. Sam now only visited perhaps twice a week, sometimes with and sometimes without the delightful Babs, Alf and he having taken up residence with her in the flat over the tattoo parlour. We also met up for a swim most evenings with both dogs and I knew Ann and Babs had something they were working on in secret together. Ann enjoyed a session or two with her rocking horse, fitted with its dildo and said it was the best thing since the invention of the wheel, Pedro too had the odd romp with my lovely wife and one Friday evening she went off on her own for “a girls night“ with Babs. The next week we had a week away, Sam living at ours for the week with Babs and no doubt using the facilities, while we dutifully visited Ann`s mother, then stopped on our way back to visit friends we had known for years. We were now keenly looking forward to our next session, so that last week we abstained as was our norm. The Thursday as any other couple was spent the evening in what Ann termed a “flit round” as; Patty who we had not met was coming, personally I would have called it a deep clean, but it all depends on perspective!