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   MRWADE85.STY                                      BY MASTER WADE


                        The Farmer's Step-daughter

                                Part Eight


        "If you could have seen how strongly she came when I told her
   about you and Wendy you wouldn't be so concerned, Vicky.  Trust
   me, she's more than ready."

        "Okay, I just want to be sure.  I don't need her running to
   Anne in a few days telling her that I forced her to do things with
   me.  And you're sure I should bring Wendy?"

        "If Wendy can handle it theres no problem, believe me.  Mink
   and I talked about it last night, and she's been fantasizing about
   both of you for a long time.  Personally I'd like for she and
   Wendy to get together more often anyway, maybe she wouldn't need
   to be with Matt quite as much."

        "Yea, I know what you mean.  It wouldn't bother me if Wendy
   spent less time with that jerk she's been dating lately either.
   Are you going to join in with us or just watch, or what?"

        "Whatever you think is best.  I can just take pictures if you
   like, but its been a while since we did anything together and I
   always have thought you were a great fuck."

        "You have such a way with words", Vicky said, smiling into
   the phone.  "Wendy knows we've "fucked", as you like to say, so it
   wouldn't be any big surprise to her.  Besides, I've had alot of
   fantasies about watching you and Wendy together.  She let me watch
   her with one of her dates once, I think you'd enjoy her."

        Jim grinned broadly.  He had had his share of fantasies about
   the pretty young Wendy too. If she was half as good as her mother
   she would be fantastic.

        "Well, my, my.  Three women in one night?  Anne should visit
   her sister more often.  Are you sure Wendy is going to go along
   with all of this?  I don't need her running to anyone either, you
   know."

        "Oh, you don't need to worry about Wendy.  I'm sure of that.
   I never encouraged Wendy's fantasies about Mink, because I thought
   she was too interested in boys to be interested in anything with
   Wendy, but I've talked with her often about seeing her with you,
   and she always loves it.  She'll be thrilled by what we've got
   planned, believe me!"

        Jim and Vicky talked quite a bit longer on the phone,
   discussing the two young girls abilities and interests and
   planning their evening together.  Ever since he had married Anne
   he had wanted to work her into a threesome with Vicky, but then he
   had become side-tracked as he focused on Mink and her development.
   Maybe Vicky would be able to bring out some hidden desires in Anne
   over time.  It would be especially nice if they didn't have to
   wait for Anne to visit her sister to have get togethers like the
   one they were planning.

        Jim was letting Mink sleep late.  The shopping trip and the
   constant arousal of the previous days activities had worn her out,
   and he knew she needed her rest.  He smiled to himself as he
   thought about her innocence with respect to the riding crop and
   the leather articles he had purchased.  His interest in Dominance
   and submission and in Bondage and Discipline were things she still
   didn't know about, but which he was sure she would take to like a
   duck takes to water.  If Wendy was anything like her mom she just
   might enjoy it too.  There certainly were lots of possibilities on
   the horizon.

        He opened the door quietly and looked in on Mink.  He had
   sent her to her room to sleep, having previously taken her again
   in the living room floor immediately upon their arrival home.  She
   had carried most of their purchases upstairs with her, and they
   lay scattered around the room.  It was evident she had tried on
   most of the lingerie before going to bed.  It was also evident
   that she had fingered herself to yet another orgasm before
   sleeping, as her naked body was sprawled on the top of the sheets
   with several of the magazines opened and laying around her.  He
   smiled softly as he realized that the opened magazines were the
   ones with women in them, not the all male ones.  She would be
   ready for the nights entertainment for sure.

        Pulling the door closed, Jim went back downstairs and slipped
   out of the house quietly to get some of the farm chores done while
   his beautiful young step-daughter slept.

        Meanwhile, Vicky was talking to her daughter Wendy about the
   plans she had made with Jim for their evening together.

        "I didn't know either, Wendy, but Jim swears she has been
   having fantasies about being with both of us and wants it as much
   as we do."

        "Oh, Mom!  I can't believe it!  And she does it with Jim?"

        "You should have heard some of the things he told me, Wendy.
   They have evidently been doing it for some time, and almost non-
   stop since Anne left to visit Cheryl the other day."

        "Mmmmmmm, she's a lucky girl, Mom.  At least if he's as good
   as you say he is, and he must be.  I wish he wanted me like he
   does her."

        "Have you ever had any problem making a man want you,
   Wendy?", her mom teased.

        Wendy laughed quietly.  Her problem was usually keeping guys
   hands off of her.  But Jim was so much older.  She'd thought about
   being with him even more times than her mother knew about, but
   wasn't sure he'd have any interest in her.  It wasn't that she
   wasn't attractive.  Her weight was just right for her 5'8" frame
   and her dark brown hair with red highlights and her deep, deep
   brown eyes drew men to her like a magnet.  She didn't even have to
   dress or act sexily to attract them, but she liked to anyway, and
   of course her mom enjoyed it when she did.

        Wendy felt really fortunate to have a mom like hers.  Their
   sexual sharing had developed so naturally and was so beautiful
   that Wendy couldn't imagine anyone finding anything ugly about it.
   She had gotten her eyes from her mother, and when she looked into
   them and saw the desire her mom felt for her...well, it just made
   her melt.  True, the years and child-bearing had robbed her mom of
   some of her physical beauty, but she made up for it in so many
   other ways that it had never really been a liability for her.
   Even some of the guys she dated talked about how pretty her mom
   was.  She often wondered what they would think if they knew she
   often buried her head between her mom's thighs and licked at her
   wet sex.  So far no one but Jim and Wendy knew about that.  That
   was probably best, not many people could handle it.

        "Its okay if I do it with Jim too, Mom?", Wendy asked,
   hopefully.

        "I'd love to watch you with him, sweetheart", Vicky replied,
   warmly.  "Just promise me that for the time being you will always
   let me know when you're going to be with him if he encourages
   that.  I think he would tell me anyway, but he has some fantasies
   that you may not be quite ready for yet, and I wouldn't want him
   to frighten you."

        Wendy smiled thoughtfully.  Her mom knew alot about her, and
   she knew alot about her mom, but she had a feeling she didn't know
   everything that Vicky and Jim might have done together in the
   past.  She also had a feeling that her mom might not know about
   some of the things she often fantasized about or read about in the
   books she and some of her friends swapped back and forth.

        "Sure, Mom...golly, this is going to be so neat!  What shall
   I wear?  Help me pick out an outfit, okay?  I want to make both of
   them so hot they can't stand it!"

        The cute mother-daughter combination went through Wendy's
   closet and drawers picking out something for her to wear that
   evening.  Wendy wasn't sure which prospect excited her more, being
   with her sexy friend Mink or being with her handsome step-dad. The
   knowledge that it would certainly not be the last time she was
   with either of them made it even more special.

        "Put this on and lets see how it looks", Vicky said, handing
   Wendy a pink garter belt and bra outfit.  "Jim is pretty big on
   lingerie and especially garter belts, he just might like this
   one."

        Wendy slid the robe from her shoulders and hooked the closure
   on the lace-topped bra.  It barely covered her nipples and pushed
   her full breasts upward in a very nice way, not that they need it.
   She wrapped the garter belt around her waist, hooking it and then
   slid a pair of white stockings on, hooking the garter belt clips.
   She stood, turning around for her mother.

        "Mmmmm, thats very nice, Wendy.  He'll love that!  You're so
   pretty!"

        Vicky moved closer to her sexy daughter, took her face
   between her hands and kissed her softly on the mouth.  Wendy
   moaned softly and returned the kiss, loving the feel of her mom's
   soft lips against hers and the excitement her tongue made her feel
   as it slipped between them.  Vicky's hands slid downward,
   caressing the young girl's breasts and moving further down, loving
   the feel of the lingerie as it hugged the curves of her delightful
   body.

        Leaving her mouth, Vicky began kissing her way down Wendy's
   body, kneeling in front of her.  Wendy both knew and wanted what
   would happen next, and spread her legs open more widely, allowing
   her mother to kiss the insides of her thighs, and groaning quietly
   as her mouth reached her wet and shaven slit.

        "There you are!", Mink said happily, finding Jim in the barn
   hard at work.  She had watched him for a moment before saying
   anything, watching the muscles rippling in his strong back as he
   pitched hay over into the stallion's stall.  "You let me sleep
   late!  But thanks, I needed it."

        Jim turned around and smiled warmly at her.  He smiled even
   more broadly when he realized she was topless and wore only
   another pair of very tight shorts.  Just the sight of her made his
   cock stir within his jeans.

        "Great tits!", he said, teasingly.

        Minked laughed.  They were, of course, and she liked the
   freedom they now shared which allowed comments like that.

        "Thats not a bad bulge in your jeans either, old man", she
   teased back.

        Jim lay down the pitchfork and walked over to her, rubbing
   the bulge through his jeans while she watched.

        "Yea, but you don't need it anymore, not after the dildo you
   picked out yesterday.  Have you tried it out yet?"  He reached out
   and took her two nipples between his fingers and pinched them, his
   first physical contact of the day with her.

        "Are you kidding?", she laughed.  "I don't think I can get
   that thing inside me, but I wasn't about to let that smart-ass
   clerk know it."

        Jim chuckled and kissed her hard on the mouth.  She'd get it
   inside her, he was sure of that.  He'd give her all the help she
   needed.  He broke their kiss.

        "Well, I can either fuck you now, or I can show you how to do
   some leatherwork, which sounds best to you?"

        "Fuck me", she replied, quickly, reaching for his bulge and
   squeezing it.

        "I was hoping you'd say that", he said, and unzipped her
   tight shorts.

        Later, after having started out Mink's day in the way she
   hoped all of them would start out from now on, Jim guided Mink
   through the steps of making a collar from the leather and other
   items he had purchased the day before.  Mink enjoyed learning how
   to do the leatherwork.  She assumed they were making a dog collar,
   and wondered which of the dogs would wear it and why it was
   necessary to put four of the d shaped rings on it.  But, it was
   Jim's collar, so she would make it the way he wanted it made.

        "Here, since you're making it, lets stamp your name on it",
   he said, handing her the alphabet stamps and showing her how to
   stamp MINK along the front of the collar.  It never occured to
   Mink that it might be more appropriate to put the dogs name on the
   collar, if that was who would be wearing it.  Dogs couldn't read
   anyway.

        While they waited for the black dye to dry on the collar,
   Mink picked up the leather riding crop and looked it over.

        "Why did you get this?", she asked.  "I've never seen you use
   one before."

        "Thats to use on you when you're naughty", he said.

        Mink chuckled.  Sure it was.  "Then you'll have to use it on
   me alot, I hope!", she said, smiling.  Actually the crop did have
   an appeal which she couldn't quite identify.  There was something
   exciting about it, and as she thought about having it used on her
   she felt herself getting wet again.

        When the collar was finished, Mink held it up to her neck
   playfully.  "Well, how does it look?", she asked, smiling.

        "Well, I think its too pretty for anyone but you to wear, now
   that you mention it", Jim replied.

        Mink laughed.  It was sort of like a necklace, sure enough,
   and it was her first attempt at leather-work.  "Can I wear it,
   really?", she asked, delighted.

        "Sure you can.  We can make plenty more if we need them.  I
   just thought you might enjoy making something.  Lets put it on and
   let you see how it looks."

        He fastened the black collar around her neck and stepped back
   smiling at her new appearance.  It was perfect.  Mink stepped over
   to the mirror and was surprised by the emotions she felt as she
   saw the collar around her neck.  It reminded her a bit of Matt and
   the leather he often wore, but there was something else about it
   that made it seem just right for her, although she couldn't figure
   out what it was.  She did like it though.

        "I love it!  Thanks, Jim", she said, happily, her youthful
   ignorance touching Jim.  "When can I make some more things?"

        "Anytime you like, sweetie.  You could make some bracelets
   now if you like.  How about a pair of bracelets, one for each arm
   and some ankle bracelets too.  You could stamp MINK on them too,
   if you liked."

        That sounded fine to Mink and she threw herself into the task
   eagerly.  She suggested they put some of the d-rings on the
   bracelets too, to make them match the collar.  Jim agreed,
   smiling, and in no time they were finished.

        "Can I wear them tonight when Wendy and her mom come over?",
   Mink asked excitedly.  "I want them to see what all I've learned."

        "Sure, they'll be impressed I know.  That will be perfect."
   Vicky would certainly be impressed, no doubt about it!

        Mink kept the collar and "bracelets" on the rest of the day,
   and Jim found it hard to keep his erection down as he watched her
   going about her normal activities with them on.  He'd have to
   explain to her somehow that she couldn't wear them around when her
   mom was there, but that was a bridge that could be crossed later,
   for sure.

        On their way back to the house from the shop Mink jumped up
   in the rope swing that hung from the big oak tree and swung
   herself childlike.  Jim had never seen her happier.  She'd come a
   long way from the shoplifting problem child she had been only
   months ago.

        "Take the shorts off, Mink", he said, rubbing his bulge
   again.

        Mink complied, sliding out of the swing and tugging the tight
   shorts down off her hips.  She kicked them to the side and jumped
   back in the swing again.  Jim moved to her and took his hard cock
   out of his jeans, stroking it as he stared at the naked young girl
   before him.

        "Rub it, let me see you touch yourself", he said.

        Mink slid her hand down the rope and across her naked belly
   toward her sex.  She loved for him to tell her to do things.  The
   way he said it, so evenly, so matter-of-factly, as if he knew she
   would do anything he told her to do.  She rubbed her clitoris,
   watching his hand move up and down his long shaft.  Mmmm, it felt
   so good!

        Jim watched her for a moment or two, but couldn't wait much
   longer.  He moved between her opened legs and pressed his cock
   into her, taking the ropes in his hands as he swung her back and
   forth on his dick.

        When it was over they lay in the cool grass, Mink still
   naked, and talked about Wendy and Vicky and all the things that
   would happen that evening.

        "Will you do something for me, Jim?", Mink asked.

        "What would you like for me to do, Mink?", he replied.

        "Well, sometimes when I masturbate I think about you fucking
   Wendy.  I've never seen you fuck anyone, and she's so pretty.  I
   know she fucks Gerald, so it isn't like she's still a virgin or
   anything.  Do you think her mom would let you fuck Wendy?"

        Jim smiled to himself.  This girl should be in a story
   somewhere.  She was too perfect for real life.  "I'll ask Vicky
   and see what she thinks, Mink.  Would it really turn you on to
   watch me fuck Wendy?"

        "Mmmmmmm, YES!!  Please talk them into it.  I'll let you kiss
   me down there while she sits on you if you want."  She rolled over
   onto Jim, excited and needing him inside her again.  "I know
   you'll fuck Vicky, but I really wanna see you do it to Wendy.
   Will you try, honest?"

        "Sure, if it will make you happy, Mink."  She slid down on
   him, taking all of him inside her and sat up straight, grinding
   her pubic bone against his as she thought about seeing him with
   her young friend.  In a very short time she was coming again.


   Continued in MRWADE86.STY The Farmer's Step-daughter Part 9