Uncle Wilson's Farm Ch. 01
This is another chapter in the continuing saga of the lovable twins that were first introduced in the story "Daddy's Girls" (posted on 03/03/05).
"But Cousin Pete was supposed to visit us!" Judy complained loudly. "It's spring break, daddy. It's bad enough we can't afford to go to Miami or someplace fun, but now you're sending us to some little rinky-dink town in Nebraska?"
"You make it sound like a prison sentence." Burt couldn't help but laugh aloud at the response he'd gotten from his precious twins. "I know it's not Miami, girls, but it's not the land of the forsaken either. You'll have fun."
"And we're not even flying? We have to ride on a bus, daddy? Get real!" Trudy chimed in.
"You can't see and appreciate the countryside when you're passing over it at 33,000 feet at 600 miles an hour," Burt repeated the argument he'd heard from his own father years earlier. "It's a wonderful world out there. Take a little time and discover it. You'll thank me later."
"Have you thanked grand-daddy yet?" Judy questioned as she got in a final jab, because she knew her daddy had been subjected to the same tainted logic when he was their age.
Judy and Trudy looked at one another and shook their heads in disbelief. They knew that arguing any more would only be a waste of breath so they angrily stormed off and hoped that their daddy would reconsider their plight. In the end Burt won the war of wills.
* * * * *
Trudy was lying on her bed looking at a glamour magazine when Judy stepped through the doorway and sat down beside her. The new styles were the rave with spring on the way, and with price tags to match. Both of them looked longingly at the designs and the way they hung on the bodies of the too-slender, too small-breasted models.
"Unless they show up at Wal-Mart you can forget about it," Judy reminded her sister of the facts of life.
"Yeah, I know," Trudy said in a depressed voice and placed the magazine aside. "I can't believe we're leaving tomorrow."
"I was wondering if you could give me a trim," Judy asked hopefully. "Last time we saw Cousin Pete he looked pretty good. If he still does, I want to be ready, just in case the sparks fly."
"It hasn't been that long since the last time I trimmed you," Trudy complained. "Besides, I don't really feel like it. I am so depressed right now. We should be on a beach somewhere."
"Yeah, lying topless on hot white sand with the college guys ogling our boobs," Judy described as she painted a picture of what it would have been like.
They both lay back on the bed as they would have the beach, imagining the sun's bright rays streaming down from high above. Trudy reached over and hit the Play button on the mood player she'd gotten for Christmas two years earlier and cranked the volume up. Crashing waves and surf filled the room with realistic sounds. Seagulls periodically squealed.
"Hey, check out these two," Judy said in a deep, husky voice in a miserable attempt at impersonating a college guy. "These two are really hot."
"Yeah, and I hear that the one on the left, Judy I think her name is, she's an easy way to score some pussy," Trudy said as she more successfully impersonated his husky-voiced imaginary friend.
"Don't waste your time on the other one, she's frigid!" Judy added in the guy's voice.
Trudy shot up and glared at her sister, who was softly laughing. "Frigid! Just because I don't go around humping everything that walks on two legs is no reason to say that. You're going to pay for that one, you little slut."
"Sluts have a whole lot more fun than the prudes," Judy playfully shot back, hoping to spark a wrestling match with her sister.
The match she wanted was initiated by Trudy, who threw her body on top of Judy. Their hands reached for one another and struggled for control. Judy moved from her back to her knees as desperately as Trudy tried to prevent it. They grabbed at arms and legs and hair, anything that they could hold onto. They appeared to be a close match as neither dominated the other this time. The bed frame was the loser as it squealed in protest from the abuse.
Hoping to gain the upper hand by getting Judy mad, Trudy extended her tongue and wagged it teasingly. She wasn't prepared for Judy's reaction, for she quickly snatched the tongue and captured it between her front teeth. The wrestling immediately stopped as Trudy helplessly kneeled before her sister, shocked by how quickly the tide had turned.
Without her tongue Trudy was unable to form any words. She grunted and groaned as she tried to request its release. But Judy wasn't quick to comply. Her motto had always been "To the victor go the spoils" and she always required a payment of some type when she'd vanquished her sibling. Especially when doing it as soundly as she had this time.
Judy made a scissors motion with two fingers of her right hand and pointed towards her crotch. Trudy rolled her eyes, not wanting to do another trim. But when Judy backed off the bed with her stubborn sister in tow and pulled her around the bedroom, reminding her of the helplessness of her situation, Trudy finally nodded her agreement.
Judy promised a quick return and bolted off to get the necessary items. She returned with a small antique silver tray with a mirrored bottom that held a small pair of scissors, shaving gel, a woman's manual razor, and a small comb. As Trudy pulled a stool from the corner to the center of the room, Judy slipped off her denim shorts, panties, and T-shirt.
She sat nude on the stool facing the open door with her thighs wide apart. Trudy placed the tray on the floor and kneeled before her sister. She retrieved the plastic pink comb and gently sifted the tines through the rectangular patch of soft, black curls.
"I was thinking you could trim the patch of hair much shorter and shave the area around it," Judy shared as she considered what she wanted.
Trudy looked at her sister's crotch critically. "Why go to all that trouble? Just shave it all off like I've been doing lately. It's what most girls do nowadays anyway, especially with the way the bikini styles have been getting skimpier and skimpier."
"No, just leave me a tiny patch about as wide as your thumb and shave the rest," Judy decided in a determined voice.
Trudy shrugged her shoulders and fetched the scissors. As she separated and stretched the black curls with the comb, the scissors removed half the length. She repeated the process again and again, starting at the top where the patch of hair began all the way down to the outer folds of her pussy. As she clipped it rained hair down onto the carpet below.
"What about this?" Trudy asked.
"Looks gorgeous to me!" their daddy's voice announced as he saw Judy sitting naked on a stool with her perky breasts bared and her thighs spread wide apart.
"You're not our favorite person right now," Judy announced in explanation as to why they didn't rush towards him in excitement. "You could've gotten us onto a plane. It's not that much more money. Yeah, that's fine, Trudy; just the shave now."
He refused to be ignored and stepped into the room. Burt gently nudged Trudy away and he kneeled before his lovely daughter on his knees. He observed what had been done and what was required, and reached down to the tray and picked up the shaving gel.
He dispensed a small amount on his fingers and gently smeared it on the short black stubble around the thin patch of trimmed curls. Judy pretended not to want him there, but in reality she was glad he was. Both girls knew they'd miss their daddy most of all.
He tenderly wielded the razor and cut away the stubble, removing the gel along with it. After he finished he wiped away the remaining gel and bits of cut stubble with a hand towel. Her trimmed pussy looked gorgeous and he couldn't help but lean forward and lightly kiss the soft outer pink folds.
"Who's next?" he asked.
"A good barber always gives a massage afterwards," Judy complained in an intentionally whiny tone.
"Well, daddy certainly wouldn't want to give the appearance of being less than professional," Burt announced as he tried to win back the love and support of his precious twins on the eve of their trip. He knew he'd miss them terribly.
He used the opportunity for a little slapstick humor and started tapping up and down on her bare thighs with the sides of his hands with his tongue dangling from one corner of his mouth. Both girls giggled aloud. He then gave a deep muscle rub on both thighs for several moments.
Judy groaned louder the closer his hands moved toward her crotch. When his soft fingertips rubbed up and down the edge of her pussy alongside the lips her body tensed in delight. Her heart raced as excitement-induced adrenaline surged through her bloodstream. Her pussy eagerly discharged a seeping wetness.
"Just enough to leave you wanting more," Burt said teasingly. "Come on, Trudy, I'll give you a trim as well."
Judy reluctantly vacated the stool and lay down on the bed on her left side, propped up on one elbow so she could watch. Burt unsnapped her shorts and tugged them down along with the panties underneath. Trudy sat on the stool and shifted her thighs apart. Her pussy was completely bald except for a minor growth of black stubble that was barely noticeable. He pressed the top of the gel can and squirted a small amount onto his fingers, and then smeared it all over her love mound and pussy.
"I'm really going to miss my girls when they're gone next week," Burt said as he made sure they both understood at least that much. "I really wanted to spend some time with you before you leave so I thought I'd drop in and interrupt."
"That's fine," Trudy said in a voice weakened by desire. It only took the slightest touching of daddy's fingers to get his twins aroused. "I'm glad you're here."
Judy was still sore at her daddy and she made a dirty face at Trudy for letting him off the hook so easy. Trudy saw the look but didn't care because she loved her daddy so much that forgiving him was the easiest thing she could do to make herself feel better. He carefully wielded the razor and scraped the tiny stubble from her sensitive skin. Several times he stopped and wiped the blade clean before continuing.
He knew the job wasn't finished when she was freshly shaven. Burt was sure to give her equal treatment and the same tapping and deep muscle rubbing was provided up and down Trudy's bare thighs as well. When his fingers lightly caressed along the edges of the delicate pink folds of her pussy Trudy sighed and shuddered in pleasure. Within moments the pink lips shimmered with moisture as she was quickly aroused.
Burt moved his head between her thighs and lightly kissed the supple folds. When his fingers pressed the folds apart and his hot, darting tongue pushed into the narrow pink slit Judy groaned in disbelief as Trudy moaned in selfish delight. The sweet taste of her filled his mouth as more wetness oozed from the wondrous flesh.
"That is so not fair!" Judy protested the superior treatment that her sister was getting.
"Maybe if you were a little more forgiving, this would be you on the stool," Burt commented in a teasing tone. "Maybe it's time you start thinking a little less about yourself and a little more of the people around you."
Burt knew the statement would get her hot, and he wasn't at all surprised when she sprung from the bed and stormed out the room.
"That was great, daddy. She is so pissed." Trudy smiled as she always did when circumstances victimized her sister.
He gathered Trudy up in his arms and moved her to the bed. He saw no reason to forgo the comfort of the bed when it was so close by. He laid her on the mattress and slipped off his slacks and shirt, and finally lowered his underpants and revealed his impressive erection. Trudy licked her lips as she admired the stiffened mass, hungry for the pleasure she knew it could bring.
When he joined her on the bed Trudy moved with cat-like agility into a sixty-nine position and her hot mouth eagerly filled with a good portion of the throbbing penis. Her head bobbed up and down as both hands tightened around the shaft and stroked up and down just beneath her wet lips. As thick semen started leaking from the tip it was hastily swallowed.
At the same time Burt worked a middle finger into her juicy canal and slowly finger-fucked her wonderfully warm pussy. His tongue expertly licked and lips nibbled on the swollen clitoris, and she groaned and shuddered in intense joy as waves of tingling warmth filled her lithe form. The warmth in her lower belly quickly flared into a fire and released a steady flow of slippery nectar that further moistened her already wet slit. His mouth devoured the sweet essence, and mercilessly teased the hardened nub.
Anxious to replace the finger in her canal with his much larger and longer penis, she pulled away and quickly turned around. As he lay on his back she straddled his waist and lowered herself onto the round tip of his manhood. The breath caught in her throat several times as she felt the pulsating head pushing between the folds and to the bottom of her canyon. She shifted back and forth several times until she guided him to the tiny opening and braced herself for the brief pain his entry always created.
They smiled at one another with love in their eyes as she vibrated her hips and lowered herself onto the tip. She softly gasped and winced as a jolt of stinging pain shot through her as the opening reluctantly gave way to the steel-hard penis and allowed him inside. Her wetness bathed him in lubricating goodness, and once he was in and started pushing in deeper her tight canal slightly loosened and the pain was replaced with tingling pleasure that radiated from her pussy outwards.
"Oh, yeah," she moaned in that sweet, angelic voice once she knew the pain was behind her.
She moved her slender, athletic, golden body in a twitching motion that added to their excitement and worked his penetrating penis in ever deeper. It took several moments but her canal finally accepted his full length and wrapped tightly around his shaft. The velvet-smooth walls squeezed and released around the penis as it moved in and out in a rhythmic motion that matched her movements. It was a beautiful symphony of love and delight.
Her T-shirt was still on and Burt reached up and pulled it off. His eyes feasted on the gorgeous perky mounds that jiggled and jumped with her body's motions. His hands cupped the soft, firm swells and fondled the creamy flesh. His thumbs tenderly rubbed upon the nipples that eagerly pulsated with every rapid beat of her heart. Joy was written all over her face as they both enjoyed the delightful, periodic spasms of ecstasy.
"Make'em sting, daddy," Trudy requested as he toyed with the swollen nipples, something that she only recently discovered that she liked.
Burt happily complied as he took them between his thumbs and fore-fingers. He pinched and twisted on the rubbery peaks, lightly and first and then increasingly harder. She moaned loudly in response, and the breath caught in her throat several times as stinging pain surged through her flesh. He pinched hard and then backed off, repeating the process periodically so that she never knew when to expect it. That made her more aroused than she ever thought possible and she fucked him with an energy and passion that surprised them both.
Her flowing wetness coated his erection and dripped down the shaft that moved deeply inside her canal. When it reached his balls it pooled upon the wrinkled sacs until enough was collected that it ran down in a rivulet over the curvature and dripped on the bedding below. His penis pushed through the tight vibrating pussy and reached deeply into her belly as she shuddered and writhed above him. Her breathless moaning filled the room with erotic innuendo.
"I'm so close, daddy," she whispered in a proclamation of her condition.
He thrust upwards harder and faster than before as his fingers squeezed and twisted on the hardened nipples. Trudy grunted and groaned as both stinging pain and tingling warmth filled her glorious flesh. Her knees flexed and her body raised and lowered, driving his cock fully into her pussy. The motion tugged on the hooded clitoris and sent waves of delight throughout her form.
Finally the stimulation was enough, and she savored the sheer beauty of orgasm. Her sparkling green eyes closed as her quavering voice loudly moaned and groaned. Her athletic body tensed, and then released such energy that surprised Burt. Her supple form shook and vibrated in uncontrollable spasms of ecstasy upon his lap.
With his penis fully inside of her canal, the walls tightly clutched and clenched around his shaft and intensely quivered. Her pussy hungrily drew the seed from his balls, and even as he resisted the rise of semen it was drawn from his balls in an undeniable need. He quickly found himself in the throes of climax, and ejaculated thick wads of semen deeply into her belly as she wildly jerked and twitched in pleasure above him.
For several wonderful moments they both savored the ultimate pleasure in tandem, their bodies shuddering in shameless delight as their breathless voices grunted and moaned. And when it was finished Trudy rolled off his withering penis and lay at his side, arms reaching for one another.
"I love you, daddy," she proclaimed.
"Daddy loves his sweet girls," he responded. "Both of you."
"Lay with me a little while before you go to Judy," Trudy requested, for she knew that daddy had to spend an equal amount of time with her sibling. "Besides, you need time to reload."
He chuckled. "How did you get so smart, anyway?"
She shrugged her shoulders. "After all the money you've been shelling out for college, you're surprised I'm getting smart? I know more than you think, daddy."
"That doesn't surprise me at all."
They kissed, cuddled, and touched for the better part of an hour. When Trudy drifted off to sleep Burt quietly slipped from her bed and the room, leaving his clothes on her floor.
After closing her bedroom door he stood in Judy's open door frame. The light from the hallway spilled a long rectangle of yellow that reached all the way to her occupied bed and illuminated her slumbering form. He walked to her and joined her beneath the warm covers.
His arms embraced her naked form as his body formed to hers. He realized she wasn't sleeping when he heard her softly sniffling.
"What's gotten you so upset lately?" he asked. "This can't be all about the bus trip tomorrow, is it?"
"No." Her answer confirmed his suspicions but little else.
His hands cupped and fondled her soft, perky breasts as he tried to figure out what a gorgeous twenty year old woman worried about. He hadn't seen her with any guys lately. He wished her mother was around to talk about such things.
"I'm scared, daddy," Judy confessed as she curled up tighter and pressed her back against his front. "What happens when I find the right guy? I can't bear the thought of leaving you and Trudy behind."
"When you find the right guy, or he finds you, the love you'll share will more than fill the void our absence creates," he assured her.
"Can you hold me tonight, daddy?"
"All night long."
* * * * *
They were still far from happy when daddy dropped them off at the Cleveland bus station. The manner in which they dressed spoke volumes, but Burt knew better than to criticize. They were going, and that was enough for him.
All eyes were on the identical twins as they walked into the lobby with their long, flowing silky black hair. Both were dressed in the same tiny, thin, light gray workout shorts and matching half-tops with "Body By Britney" emblazoned across the front. Their slender, athletic bodies were openly admired by most everybody present. The men looked at them with desire in their eyes, and the women with jealousy.
Each of them had a large gym bag slung over one shoulder containing the little they needed for the week-long trip. They defiantly refused to refer to it as a vacation.
Their tight round asses swayed seductively and the tiny shorts hid little. Perky upright breasts jiggled temptingly beneath the half-tops, the outlines of their nipples evident for all admiring on-lookers to see. Some mistook their anger with daddy for being forced on the trip as an air of superiority, which couldn't be further from the truth.
Once they slipped the bags off their shoulders and settled down onto a couple of hard black molded plastic seats they looked around the station.
It was so cliché. The two-tone white and tan paint on the walls was faded and peeling. Rows of outdated and mismatched plastic chairs offered limited seating capacity. It was difficult to discern between ticketed passengers and the homeless or destitute. Had it not been for the brightly shining afternoon sun it would have been downright scary.
A balding middle-aged man in dress slacks and a shirt sat across from them. A briefcase sat on the floor on one end between his feet. Judy looked over at him. When he glanced in her direction she flashed him a friendly smile.
"Are you doing what I think you're doing?" Trudy asked her sister suspiciously. "He's a poor, defenseless man."
"He likes me."
Trudy rolled her sparkling green eyes in disbelief. "You're a scantily clad athletic twenty year old that's dressed for an aerobics workout. Of course he likes you."
"Maybe he'll be on the same bus," Judy said hopefully. "You know me, I love to tease."
Trudy warned her sister "You better be careful, the guy could be a complete pervert or a serial killer or something. Who else would be riding on a commercial bus?"
"Gee, just about anybody that's seen the way you drive, maybe?"
Trudy playfully slapped Judy across the top of the head. Being the aggressive type Judy reached her left hand over and filled it with Trudy's long silky black hair and roughly yanked on it. The sisters briefly wrestled in their seats as they fought for domination over the other. As they fought their lithe forms proved to be quite a spectacle, especially as their perky, unrestrained breasts danced beneath the loose-fitting half-tops.
The man across the aisle couldn't help but look over when he overheard the scuffle. The harder he tried not to look the more awkward he felt, and when he observed the tempting sight of their jiggling mounds he no longer made any effort to conceal his obvious staring. The penis in his pants partially stiffened when their skimpy tops lifted up several times.
They unknowing flashed him glimpses of the smooth round bottoms of the swells and a pink nipple twice. One time when a top lifted, the bottom caught on a protruding nipple and held it up for several glorious seconds before their active struggle caused it to drop back down. He drank in the innocently offered vision of beauty and readily enjoyed it.
Judy's death grip on her sister's hair assured victory. To complete the domination over Trudy, she sharply pulled the hair until her sister gasped and grimaced from the pain.
"Okay, you win," Trudy announced her surrender.
But Judy wasn't prepared to let her give up so easily. A price had to be paid, and a naughty grin appeared on her otherwise sweet face as an idea sprouted.
"Let go!" Trudy repeated her demand in exclamation, growing angry at her dominant sister.
"I will as soon as you flash him your boobs," Judy announced. "And I'm not talking for a half-second. I mean lift your top and count to five. Give the guy a good peek at how good we look underneath."
"There's no…"
Trudy's protests were silenced when Judy pulled tightly on the hair. She winced in pain and gave her sister a hateful glare. Trudy hated being on the losing side of these spats so frequently and harbored bad thoughts of Judy for her aggressive and dominating behavior. The only time those traits were appreciated was when they were messing around on the couch, on the living room floor, or in bed. That was entirely different.
"Come on, just do it," Judy persisted. "It's not like we know anybody in here or anything."
Judy lightly rubbed a finger along the bottom edge of the Body by Britney workout half-top, but didn't lift it up. She wanted Trudy to expose herself. Judy could have easily exposed her sister, but that wasn't nearly half as fun as talking her into doing it herself. She'd been trying to goad Trudy into taking risks for as long as she could remember. How they could be identical on the outside and so different on the inside continued to frustrate Judy.
When Judy looked over at the man he was immersed in a color product catalog of some type. She stared at him with her sparkling green eyes until he looked up and noticed her. She licked her full pink lips seductively and flashed him a sexy, inviting smile. At the same time the finger that had been rubbing on the bottom was withdrawn, and the entire hand slid underneath Trudy's top.
Trudy immediately tensed when she felt a warm hand on her bare breast. Despite the sudden embarrassment she experienced, her nipples immediately swelled and hardened. Finally she relented and gave in to her sister's demand. Trudy's cheeks flushed red and her face got hot as she lifted her top and revealed both of her perky, upright mounds. Judy's hands retreated and she looked over at the man. He selfishly stared at the erotic offering of firm, smooth flesh peaked by two pink, pulsating gems. Several others noticed as well.
As promised, Judy released her hold on Trudy's hair. She was less than happy about what she'd been coerced into doing. "You are going to be so busted when daddy hears about this."
"What's the big deal?" Judy asked in disbelief. "If we were in Miami right now we'd both be topless anyway."
"I wouldn't be the only one," Trudy commented. "Besides, if you're feeling so damn bold why don't you show him your trimmed pussy?"
"I fully intend to," she replied in a matter-of-fact tone.
A speaker announced that boarding was starting, and the twins stood up and slung the large gym bags over their shoulders. A short line was formed at a steel-framed glass door where an attendant was present to check tickets. The man, the object of Judy's twisted attention, stood directly behind them.
"I couldn't help but notice your clothing. What is Body by Britney?" he inquired.
"It's an aerobics gym near where we attend community college," Judy promptly answered his lingering question. "My sister and I go there almost every day and work out, and afterwards we tan for free at the place where she works part-time."
"Thank you, I was just curious," he responded.
"I'm Judy and this is my sister Trudy," Judy said as she continued their conversation. "We're going to Grand Island, Nebraska, to visit some relatives."
"Jacob, Jacob Bisby," he politely replied. "I'm traveling to Kansas City on business."
"Your company won't fly you?" Trudy asked in amazement. "Doesn't everybody fly these days?"
"Not everybody," he confessed. "I can't bring myself to do it. Not after the crash I endured. So I ride the bus. Besides, it gives me time to rest and research subjects I wouldn't ordinarily be able to do. And I meet some wonderful people, such as you."
The twins turned to the front as the line advanced. They displayed their tickets and watched as a perforated area was removed by the attendant. Judy suppressed a naughty grin as she felt a hand on her round buttocks. It gently fondled and squeezed her left cheek through the shorts. The brief contact sparked a jolt of excitement that filtered through her entire body and hardened her nipples. She lingered at the open doorway longer than necessary as she took the time to find a place to tuck her receipt.
Jacob had to have realized why she delayed, because the fingers reached underneath her shorts and lightly rubbed on the bottom swell of her left cheek. The fingers lightly traced over the incredibly firm flesh, and then moved towards the center, closer to her left inner thigh. Just before she tucked the ticket into a pocket on the outside of her gym bag two fingers moved along her inner thigh and touched the edge of her pussy.
It jolted Judy with an intensity that astounded her. Almost immediately she felt wetness. Initially she feared that she'd pee'd in her shorts before realizing that a squirt of nectar had been triggered by the intimate touching. She recalled in horror that she wore no panties underneath, and realized that a small wet spot would probably be visible between her legs. Her hands and fingers were trembling and she had a difficult time securing the receipt. That gave him more time, and a finger traced along the full length of her outer folds, now moist.
"Ma'm, please, step forward," the attendant impatiently requested.
Judy shuffled through the open door and rejoined her sister. Together they climbed three tall steps and glanced at the availability of seats, almost all of which were empty.
"Maybe this won't be so bad after all," Trudy decided as she saw the tall padded fabric seats, tinted windows, and carpeted floor.
"Get real," Judy commented. "Didn't you see the ticket? One day, one hour, and 15 minutes. This will get old quick, unless we can find a distraction or two to make things interesting."
After they stowed their bags in an overhead compartment the twins sat down of the left side of the bus. Neither Judy nor Trudy was passionate about where they sat, but Judy pretended to contest her sister for the window seat and lost the competition for Trudy's benefit. She was offered a wagging tongue for her loss as Trudy flaunted one of the few victories she could lay claim to.
Jacob smiled warmly and sat directly across the aisle. He settled into the window seat for the long journey ahead.
"It appears that your distraction is here," Trudy announced in a whisper, followed by childish giggling.
After the bus left the station and eased into traffic, they busied themselves watching the passing scenery. Once on the highway and headed southwest, Judy feigned interest in a set of buildings to the north. She stood up and crossed the aisle.
"Mind if I look for a second?" she asked Jacob.
"No, not at all," he replied.
Judy thanked him with a warm, inviting smile and kneeled on the seat facing the window. His right hand reached over and she felt it on the back of her left thigh. She shifted her firm, slender legs apart as she watched the outskirts of the city passing by. His palm and fingers lightly caressed the golden skin, traveling from just above the knee all the way up to the bottom edge of her tiny shorts. As he touched her his eyes admired the firm, perky swells that temptingly bounced and jiggled with the vibration from the bus. The peaks pressed against the fabric and formed mouth-watering outlines.
"You can sit here if you'd like," he suggested to her.
"I wouldn't want to bother you," she said in a voice that was both sexy and hopeful, because they both knew why she was kneeling there and it had nothing to do with the scenery.
He smiled and they swapped seats. She sat Indian style on the window seat cushion with her torso twisted towards the window. He sat beside her and faced her back. Both arms reached around her waist and his hands pressed against her smooth lower belly. Her stomach was flat and felt so incredible beneath his palms and fingers. He gently caressed the supple skin and slowly worked his hands higher.
"What is your business, anyway?" Judy asked from across the aisle.
"I market and sell law enforcement products," he responded. "There's a convention in Kansas City and I'll be marketing a new line to potential clients. It can be pretty boring, except in the few rare cases when I meet somebody as beautiful as you."
His fingers danced over her flesh. Judy liked the way he touched her. She slightly shuddered as tingling warmth developed in her loins. She smiled at her own reflection in the tinted window as his fingers moved up to the bottom edge of her half-top. The loose-fitting fabric hung away from the skin and posed no resistance to his advancing fingers. They crept higher, and the fingers of both hands lightly rubbed against the bottom portion of her perky breasts.
Judy's eyes narrowed and she softly sighed in delight as the tingling warmth in her belly intensified and reached through her body with tendrils of excitement. Her nipples swelled and hardened, and their outlines in the clothing became even more obvious. After several moments his hands finally cupped both mounds in their entirety and gently squeezed the firm swells of creamy flesh. Her voice softly groaned in appreciation of the stimulation.
She leaned back against him and placed her hands on top of his. As he fondled the silky breasts Judy felt her hardened nipples passing through a tiny crevice between his fingers, and once through the crevice the fingers tightened around them. As his palms and fingers squeezed on the swells the nipples were also stimulated directly between two fingers. The breath momentarily caught in her throat as a tiny squirt of essence moistened the pink folds of her pussy. The warmth in her loins was now a fire, and it burned with passion and desire.
She longed for her daddy more than ever. She was sorry she hadn't loved him last night, or this morning. She could have had him both times, but instead just asked him to hold her. And now her body was restless and hungered for the man she could not have, for he was home.
Aroused, Judy gently pushed his left hand away from her left breast, over her smooth belly, and between her quivering thighs. The tips of his fingers pushed beneath the elastic waistband of her shorts. When his hand moved fully inside and his fingers touched the narrow strip of fur, her body tensed and she groaned loud enough for Trudy to overhear.
After his fingers caressed the soft hair, they reached lower and touched the fragile folds that flanked the canyon of her pussy. Another slight secretion of nectar further moistened her excited flesh, and her lithe form anxiously vibrated. Her right hand reached back and hooked around his neck, drawing him towards her as she leaned back closer to him.
His lips kissed hers, briefly at first. But very quickly the kissing turned harder and grew faster. It was her hot tongue that anxiously pushed into his mouth, and his eagerly reciprocated. The long, wet muscles entwined and playfully explored the wonderful mouths that joined and formed as one. And in this cavity their passion was amplified.
His probing fingers were moistened by her flowing juices, and they pushed between the delicate outer folds and into the slit. Her arm tightened around his neck and their mouths sealed even harder as moving tongues excitedly sought one another's throat.
When a teasing finger rubbed on the swollen clit, all was lost. Judy had become so desperate for the touch of another, had invited and endured his teasing, and had grown so incredibly aroused that the slightest direct stimulation was all that she required for release. Her body tensed and shuddered. The breath caught in her throat. And she melted in his hand, against the fingers that explored her center.
Hot essence flowed onto his fingers as their mouths hungrily kissed. Tears welled up in Judy's eyes as she ached for her daddy. Her lithe body twitched and shuddered as her sweet voice softly moaned in delight, rocked by orgasm. Her breathing became labored and she struggled to fill her lungs as her muscles jerked in uncontrollable spasms. A single tear rolled down her left cheek after the wonderful climax faded.
His wet fingers retreated from within her shorts. His arms encircled her slender waist and he held her as she silently leaned back against him, content to be held. A short while later the driver addressed the occupants of the bus with an announcement that the bus would be stopping for an hour dinner break at an upcoming restaurant. She smiled her thanks and rejoined her sister across the aisle.
"Slut," Trudy teased when Judy returned, a twinge of jealousy evident in her voice.
"Prude," Judy retorted with a sly smile on her lips and a glow on her angelic face. "We could've made room for you."
"I'll find my own," Trudy announced with unshakeable confidence that she could, if she wanted.
* * * * *
They sat in a booth across from Jacob, who bought them dinner. Trudy nibbled on a cheeseburger and fries, but her attention was continually drawn towards an enclosed room that held a half dozen video games. The wall that separated the diner from the room was a steel and glass partition that kept the electronic sounds from bothering diners. Two local men were inside pumping coin after coin into a two player driving game.
"Make sure you grab me when you leave," Trudy requested as she left her half-eaten dinner on the table and ventured into the arcade.
Judy and Jacob passed the time with small talk, but Judy kept a close eye on her sister. Not just out of concern, but more out of curiosity. She couldn't believe her sister the prude was actually making a play for the two guys; or was at least pretending to.
The guys turned when she walked in. They'd been checking out the twins from the moment the girls stepped inside of the diner. Through the glass partition Judy could see them talking, and then one of the guys invited her over. She sat down straddling his left knee and grabbed onto the steering wheel, and his hands were placed on top of hers. He leaned forward and slipped more coins into the machine, and the race was on.
The wheel was jerked and guided left and right. Their bodies vibrated with hysterical laughing as her lack of driving skills were avidly demonstrated. His hands left hers and allowed her complete control of the virtual racing car as he moved them south.
The hands rubbed on her smooth, bare lower belly. Judy felt a twinge of jealousy as she imagined the excitement it created in her sister's body. She could imagine her freshly shaven pussy getting wet, and that made Judy wet. Slowly his hands ventured up and cupped the jiggling breasts through her thin top. When she let him touch her, the hands moved beneath the top and squeezed on the luscious bare swells.
Jacob noticed that his companion had grown distracted. When he turned and looked in the direction of her longing gaze, he saw her twin sister involved with two men. He smiled and could smell a hint of excitement from her body. He moved and sat beside her.
"Watching her is making you hot." It wasn't a question but an observation, and she nodded in agreement.
"I touched you like that on the bus," he reminded her in sexy whisper. "I can touch you like that again."
"Watch them and touch me like he's touching her," Judy requested. "I want to feel the same excitement she is. I want to share the experience."
The competitiveness between the twins was unrelenting. What one had the other yearned for, no matter the risk or cost of filling the need. Jacob left the bench he occupied and joined Judy. She moved into a sitting position on his left knee. Jacob looked through the glass partition and placed his hands accordingly. Both moved beneath her skimpy top and filled with her soft, perky mounds. His fingers were placed beneath the supple mounds, and his thumbs rubbed up and down over the hard nubs.
Trudy's companion was losing interest in the game as it was drawn more to her. The man kissed and nibbled on the left side of her neck, and Jacob willingly duplicated the erotic motion. Judy cringed and softly moaned as his hot mouth kissed and licked on her lightly scented skin. Her eyes fluttered. Judy shuddered in pleasure as the tingling warmth in her loins flared up and her pussy became wet.
"And she calls me a slut!" Judy angrily whispered as it appeared that Trudy's hand was unzipping her companion's pants and coaxing his penis into the open.
So, of course, she did the same with Jacob's pulsating erection. Her soft fingers wrapped around the shaft and felt the warm hardness. She thought of her daddy longingly as her fingers moved up and down, but her daddy was bigger. That realization brought a smile to her lips but a sense of sadness to her heart. She loved and missed daddy so much, and she craved his loving attention.
Judy watched as the hands on Trudy's boobs retreated. The left arm encircled her slender waist as the right hand moved between her luscious thighs. Beyond that Judy couldn't really tell what was happening, but where vision failed imagination filled in. Jacob noticed as well, and his hands pulled away and duplicated those of the stranger. As he held Judy's slender waist in his left arm, his right hand anxiously moved underneath the thin, skimpy gray shorts.
Judy's eyes closed and she softly gasped as she felt his warm hand sliding between her thighs. They quivered excitedly as fingertips lightly teased the wet outer folds. Her legs shifted further apart and her soft hands stroked his penis faster and harder. His steel-hard cock anxiously vibrated against her soft fingers. She thought of it thrusting deeply into her aching core, and that brief image caused a brief squirt of nectar that added to her growing wetness.
Her breathing was heavier, and there was a sense of silent desperation in the act. Jacob picked up on it as well and he pushed a finger into the tight orifice. It slid deeply into the well-lubricated canal and once inside a second finger joined the first. Her pussy resisted the combined size and unwillingly stretched when forced. Judy softly groaned in painful pleasure as she imagined Trudy doing the same.
"Bus leaves in five minutes," the driver announced in a deep, loud voice.
The news was answered by a look of severe disappointment on Judy's face. She wanted to cum so bad that it hurt, but the yearning would remain unfulfilled. She reluctantly moved her hands from Jacob's penis. Her heart sank with the realization that yet another opportunity would be wasted, and that only magnified her longing for daddy that she suffered. She promised herself that she would wear him out when she got back.
"I better get my sister," Judy said as she arose and walked towards the game room.
Judy crossed the diner, skirting occupied and unoccupied seating, and opened the steel-framed glass door. "The bus is leaving. We have to go."
Trudy turned and faced her. Judy saw the tiny beads of perspiration on Trudy's forehead and the glow of satisfaction on her cute face. When her glistening lips curled into a revealing smile Judy knew her sister had climaxed, and instantly felt a twinge of jealousy. Confirmation wasn't required, but Trudy provided it as she raised her right hand to her mouth and started licking her fingers. That was when Judy saw the milky pearls of semen.
"Slut!" Judy said accusingly.
"I know, and I loved every minute of it," Trudy teased back.
* * * * *
Day became evening, and evening turned to night. In the absence of the sun there was little to look at. Judy chatted off and on with both her sister and Jacob, but it was getting very boring. When Trudy curled up in the seat with her head against the window and tried to sleep, Judy looked to Jacob. Both she and he were wide awake as the hour was still relatively early, so she slipped past him in the aisle seat and sat in the window seat.
"Wanna fool around?" she whispered hopefully with a naughty grin on her face and a gleam in her captivating green eyes.
He already noticed the light crowd on the bus and knew the back half was both dark and sparsely populated. But he also noticed that the twins had attracted the attention of the driver, who glanced back frequently in his mirror. Jacob needed to be careful.
"What did you have in mind?" he asked.
"I'm pretty adventurous and open to ideas," she assured him. "I saw you with a leather bag. What's in it?"
"I mentioned earlier that I represent a company that specializes in law enforcement products," he explained as he reached under his seat and retrieved the case. "Just in case you're wondering why I have these."
He released the catch on two locks and opened the top. Judy saw the odd assortment of handcuffs, leg irons, and other types of new restraints composed of black vinyl and velcro. Her eyes lit up like a child's in a candy shop.
"I've always wanted to try a little bondage," Judy confessed. "I'm very dominant by nature but being forced into submission could be a real turn-on."
Jacob got hard just thinking about tightening restraints around the hot girl's wrists and giving her a long, hard fuck. The image stirred and stiffened his cock.
"Pick what you like," he tempted her.
Judy loved Velcro; it had always fascinated her. After picking up and examining a pair of shiny and surprisingly heavy chrome-plated handcuffs she eventually settled on the black vinyl and Velcro restraints. He closed the case as Judy strapped the two inch wide fabric around her left wrist and reached both arms behind her back. He helped her with the right and secured her arms. The idea of being so helpless and vulnerable sparked a fire in her loins and within just a few seconds she was aroused and juicy.
In her mind she a wrongfully convicted woman on a prison bus being shuttled to the place she'd be calling home for the next ten years. In her presence were other prisoners and a horny guard that saw them only as opportunities for gratification and not the individuals that they were. The role-playing aroused her even more.
"Pretend I'm your prisoner and you're the mean, horny guard," she whispered in his ear. "You can be rough."
Jacob was surprised but eagerly played along with her fantasy. Anything involving her was his own fantasy as well.
"I'm innocent, they caught the wrong person," Judy proclaimed to him with a frightened expression on her cute face that really turned him on.
"All you bitches say the same thing," he replied with a threatening look in his eyes as his right hand roughly grabbed her silky black hair and pulled her head closer. "The judge and jury had their fun. Now it's my turn. Your ass, and every other part of you, is mine. And I'll be enjoying it whenever the mood strikes. And with a prisoner as hot as you, the mood will strike so often you'll think you're at a baseball game."
His left hand reached out, grasped the bottom of her shirt, and pulled it up around her neck. He admired the luscious swells and hard tips that were dimly illuminated by passing mercury vapor lamps. His left hand cupped one, and his mouth lowered and took the nipple inside. As he licked and caressed the flesh Judy struggled in vain against the wrist restraint as she reminded herself of how helpless and vulnerable she was in her current position. Those feelings added to her growing excitement.
"I know what you want," he whispered as he pulled his hands away from her and loosened his pants. "You want a taste of my night stick, don't you? I'll be more than happy to satisfy your curiosity."
He eagerly guided his throbbing erection through the loosened clothing. Judy pretended she wanted no part of what he was doing to her and she moved away, inspiring his wrath. "Suck it, bitch. Fill your mouth with my stiff cock."
Judy nodded her head from side to side and refused his request. He reached his hands out and took each of her swollen nipples between thumbs and index fingers. He repeated the request with similar results. When she continued to deny him, he roughly pinched and twisted on both nipples. Sharp stinging jolts of pain assaulted her and it grew more intense with each passing moment, for the longer she denied him the harsher his treatment became. But the pain only added to her excitement and her aching pussy oozed with wetness. Finally the pain broke the threshold of her tolerance and her head moved down and consumed him.
"Yeah, that's right, suck it good," Jacob whispered using words he thought such a corrupt and vicious guard might speak. "You better not make a mess, either."
Her hot, wet mouth felt wonderful as it anxiously encompassed more than half of his penis. Those lips wrapped tightly around his shaft and her wildly moving tongue danced over his round head. She enthusiastically licked and sucked as her head rocked slowly up and down. Thick semen leaked from the tip and the salty taste of him filled her mouth. His stick glistened invitingly as it was coated with her warm saliva. She worked even more of his length into her mouth. His head bumped at the back of her throat, and she took in the last remaining part until her lips were pressed against his balls.
Once Judy had him fully inside her mouth she hesitated as she enjoyed the feeling of his hard cock pulsating against her tongue. She slowly retreated until just the tip was between her lips, and took him balls deep inside her mouth again. This process of completely consuming him quickly worked the semen from his balls, and Jacob groaned in delight as the round tip grew sensitive and the semen started rising from his laden balls. As the seed advanced there was a brief discharge of cum as he teetered on the edge of climax. Sensing this, Judy skillfully kept him lingering on the precipice but denied him climax, savoring the leaking seed but not triggering the hot milky stream his balls so desperately sought to release.
She wanted to fuck him, to feel his cock driving into her juicy center, but she was the prisoner and he was the guard. Finally, frustrated by her teasing and eager to ejaculate, he pushed her head away and reached down for her shorts. He tugged the shorts and panties down her thighs and below her knees, where they fell to her ankles.
"Pull your feet loose from the clothing and show me what's between those gorgeous thighs," he directed in a scary tone of voice that sent a chill through her body.
Judy kicked her shoes off, followed by the shorts and panties. Once her legs were free she hesitated sliding her legs apart as she played the part of an unwilling prisoner being victimized by a corrupt officer and invited his wrath a second time. He pulled her out of the seat and over his lap as if to spank her, but spanking was not what he had in mind. As she lay in that helpless position he forced her thighs apart and he adored the glistening pink folds of her pussy that were visible. He pressed several fingers between them and entered the valley nestled within, gently probing the juicy sloped walls of flesh and rubbing on the swollen clitoris that ached for overdue attention. Judy's lithe body twitched and shuddered. Stifled groaning accompanied intense sensations of pleasure that rippled through her flesh. His moving fingers filled her with passion and desire, and she needed him more than ever.
"I'm going to fuck you now, and you're going to love it," he announced. "Straddle my lap facing away from me, so I can squeeze on your tits while I'm moving inside you."
Judy didn't move. She wanted so badly to feel him inside her, but in her mind the character she was playing was much less willing. She deserved his fury, and received it. He reached over and grabbed her long, silky black hair and painfully propelled her into position. When he had her where he wanted, his swollen cock moved upwards in search of her wet pussy. Now Judy submitted, and savored the excitement of his bulbous head thrusting upward against and into her tight canal.
The fire in her belly was hot as the tip of his penis entered her. She writhed and shuddered in pleasure as his cock forced her narrow opening wider and she yielded to his size. Tears rimmed her eyes as she thought of and missed her daddy. Then she chased thoughts of daddy from her mind and the tears were instead triggered by the abuse she suffered from the guard.
In her mind she muttered the demand "No, stop!" yet the words that passed her quivering lips were "Fuck me harder." And so he did.
His steel-hard cock forced the tight walls of her canal apart and moved deeply inside of her quivering form. His hands reached up and squeezed on her jiggling firm breasts and hardened nipples, pulling down on the mounds as his hips thrust upwards and buried his penis into her juicy pussy. Judy imagined she was on a prison bus in the middle of the afternoon, as other women dressed in orange observed her predicament and men in passing cars cheered on the abusive guard. The fantasy fueled her excitement, and wetness coated his thrusting manhood.
She wanted to groan aloud and advertise the intense delight his movements created in her trembling flesh, but she wisely bit down on her lower lip and squelched the noises that begged to be released. Her wrists struggled against the binding, reminding herself of her utter helplessness. He could do anything he wanted to her, and there was little she could do but vocally protest. That sense of total submission triggered a surge of excitement the likes of which she'd never before experienced.
Her breathing quickened and her soft body tensed for a brief moment as she broke through the invisible threshold of ecstasy and achieved orgasm. When she did, her entire body wildly vibrated in powerful delight. Her groaning grew louder as she struggled to contain the noise that now refused to be silenced. Judy's luscious form twitched in uncontrollable spasms, and as she did Jacob continued furiously plunging his penis fully into her juicy canal, juicier now with a fresh release of hot, slippery nectar. He reached a hand up and covered her mouth, fearful of attracting unwanted attention, and when he did she groaned even louder into his palm.
Her gyrating motions and the feel of her tight walls clamping down around his cock drew the seed from his aching balls. He felt the semen rising, and was anxious for release. He didn't fight the urge, but rather embraced it. His shaft swelled even larger as he was on the verge of climax. He thrust upwards into her pussy and was as deeply inside of her as he could possibly reach. The skin on his cock stretched to the breaking point and stimulated the smooth head, and with a soft grunting sound he ejaculated his milky cum into her awaiting womb in a brief, thin stream. He moved partially out of her, thrust immediately back inside, and the remainder of his load was delivered in a second ejaculation.
After he finished he held Judy tightly in his arms, and she leaned back against him with his cock still inside of her. She liked it when guys did that, because that's what her daddy did. It reminded her of him, and for a moment the loneliness in her heart evaporated. They cuddled and slowly regained their breath in the darkened interior of the bus. After several minutes Judy stirred and extricated herself from his lap. He reached over and removed the wrist restraint, and the two covered their bodies behind the safety of their clothes.
"Thank you, that was amazing," he whispered.
"It was nice," Judy agreed with a smile on her sweet face. "I'm going to go sit with my sister."
"Sure, you do that," he encouraged her, and she slipped past him and crossed the aisle.
Trudy stirred from her slumber when Judy returned and cuddled with her.
"You're such a slut," Trudy whispered, half-asleep.
"Yeah," Judy agreed as their lips briefly met in a goodnight kiss. "I love you, sis."
"Yeah, me too," Trudy acknowledged.
The sisters quickly drifted off to sleep and enjoyed dreams of their beloved daddy as the scenery that their father wanted them to see slipped past unobserved.
A late-night transfer to a different bus saw the departure of Jacob, and they finished the trip without his company. And precisely one day, one hour, and fifteen minutes from the time they left, the bus arrived in Grand Island, Nebraska, and Uncle Wilson was waiting to pick them up.