My Relationship with Doug and the Girls at the Farm

It was my last week at the farm, and the thought of returning to the city for school was not something I looked forward to. The freedom and peace here were something I cherished, and having the cousins around had made it even more enjoyable. Tony was gone, but his cousin Doug had arrived, and I was excited to see him again. Doug was eager to get started and asked if we’d been “doing sex stuff.” I played along, teasing him by saying I’d tell him at bedtime. He was intrigued and asked if we’d made love to the girls, but I reassured him that we’d been careful and didn’t want to risk pregnancy.

Doug then pulled out a small bag of condoms from his suitcase, explaining that a friend had stolen them from a drugstore. My mind was racing with excitement and curiosity – would the girls be okay with us making love to them now? We stashed the condoms in the nightstand drawer, and the anticipation was palpable.

Later that evening, PopPop announced that we’d be helping Mr. Embry on the neighboring farm with a hay- loading job the next day. We’d be paid, and it was a welcome opportunity to earn some money. As we sat on the front porch swing with the girls, we chatted about our plan and what we’d do with our earnings. Julie hinted at buying something at the Five and Dime store, and I teased her about it, saying she’d be surprised when she got it. We all laughed and headed off to dinner.

After eating sandwiches and chips on the porch, we went for a walk to the pond. As we sat on the dock, our feet in the water, Doug asked Kim if she’d kissed a boy down there. She coyly replied that she’d ask him if she wanted him to, and Doug agreed to kiss her if she asked. The conversation was casual, but the excitement was building.

As the evening drew to a close, we headed back to the house. Grandma offered us a snack before bed, and we munched on pie and milk. Once we’d finished, we went up to our room to shower and get ready for the next day. Doug joined me in the bathroom, and we showered together, washing up and using soap. As we got out to dry off, I knocked on the door to let the girls know we were done.

Doug and I got on the bed, and I teased him about the girls being naked when they came in. It wasn’t long before they entered our room, no modesty in sight. Doug’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of them, and we all sat on the bed in a circle, legs crossed, our erections evident. Kim jumped up and disappeared into the bathroom, returning with her little vibe and teasing us about the secret.

Doug asked if he should kiss Kim on her pussy, and I encouraged him to do it. He got between her legs, and with some guidance from Kim, he started to explore her body. Julie and I watched, intrigued by their interaction. As Doug continued to kiss and lick Kim’s pussy, the anticipation was building, and we all knew that this was just the beginning of an exciting week ahead.

“Now?” Doug asked, hesitation in his voice. “I mean, already?” I encouraged him to go for it, and Kim smiled, assuring him that she’d show him something special after he finished. With newfound confidence, Doug continued to pleasure Kim, and Julie and I watched, our own excitement growing.

We settled back onto the porch, still grinning from ear to ear, as if the events of the day had left us all starry-eyed.

“You know, I never expected all of that,” Doug said, turning to me with a look of wonder.

“Yeah, and Kim is really wild,” I added, chuckling.

“I taught you a thing or two, didn’t I?” Kim said with a sly smile, winking at us.

“Yeah, you did,” I said, shaking my head in amusement.

“So, you think the girls will be up for trying the rubbers now?” Doug asked, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

“I bet Kim will, but Julie’s still unsure,” I replied, shrugging.

“We’ll see,” Doug said, grinning.

As we sat there, lost in our own thoughts, Grandma called out from the kitchen, “Alright kids, time for dinner!”

We all groaned in unison, knowing that the day’s events had left us famished.

“What’s for dinner, Grandma?” Julie asked, already getting up from her seat.

“I made your favorite, chicken pot pie,” Grandma replied, beaming with pride.

We all cheered, and Doug added, “Can we have some of that lemonade too, please?”

Grandma chuckled and said, “Of course, dear!”

As we sat down to eat, I couldn’t help but think about the day’s adventures and how it had all started with a simple game of “play around.”

Little did we know, this was just the beginning of a summer that would be etched in our memories forever.