Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 36
We carried on shovelling the shit and after quite a while Noah came back to see how we were getting on.
“Good job girls, a bit slow, but a good job. Keep going, and don’t worry about getting clean, the hosepipe will soon get it off you. Anyway, they say that pig shit is good for the complexion.”
We both looked down at ourselves and realised that we would need the hosepipe.
“Beaver,” I said, “how did you get pig shit on your beaver.”
“I don’t know, did you put it there?”
“If I did it would be inside you as well.”
“Yuk, I hope not.”
We carried on and eventually got the job finished. As we were looking for Noah to tell him that we were done we found Ian and Betty, Berry carrying a tray.
“Lunchtime.” Betty said, “you 2 are in a right state. Ian, get them hosed down before they put their filthy hands on this food.”
Ian led us to the cowshed where there was a hosepipe outside and he told us to stand facing the wall with our hands on the wall.
“Remember when I used to do this to you Betty?” We heard Ian say just before Beaver squealed as the jet of water hit her butt.
I was glad that it was summer and that the water wasn’t that cold.
After Ian had done our backs he told us to turn around. We both helped rub it off our arms and legs then when the jet of water hit Beaver’s tits she said,
“Ouch, oh, ohhh.”
“Stop that Ian, you don’t want to get the poor girl aroused” I heard Betty say.
He did stop but Beaver’s tits were clean anyway, and she was smiling.
Ian moved down her torso and when he got to her pussy Beaver spread her legs and Ian concentrated the jet of water on her pussy.
“Nice that isn’t it?” Betty said as the jet of water hit Beaver’s clit causing her to moan then cum.
By then I had spread my legs and was eagerly waiting for my turn. I saw Betty grinning as Ian turned the hose on me. Before long I too was in the throws of an orgasm with my aunt and uncle, and male cousin watching.
“That was err fun.” I said when I had got my faculties back.
“Yes, I used to love it when Ian did that to me as well. It was a good job that water was cheap in those days.
I looked around and the only person who wasn’t grinning was Noah. I guessed that the thought of her father making his mother cum with a hosepipe wasn’t one that he really wanted to think about.
“Right, into the barn I think,” Betty said, “We don’t want you 2 getting sunburned do we?”
We talked and ate and when we were done we went out, Noah having told us that we were going to feed the chickens and collect the eggs. Just as we got to the yard, a little red van appeared and a postman got out.
“Morning folks, I see you’ve got 2 new recruits and that they’re following in Betty’s footsteps. Is it something that you make women do Ian?”
“No Pete, it’s totally voluntary. Don’t your womenfolk want to be naked for you Pete?”
“I wish.” Pete replied as he handed a couple of letters to Ian.
“Well you’re welcome to come and look at these 3 whenever you want but the 2 young ones won’t be here for long, they’ve got to go back to the city and to school.”
“With a bit of luck I’ll have some more post for you tomorrow Ian. See you.”
We watched the red van disappear and I wondered about ordering some more mail order stuff for home.
We did help Noah feed the chickens and collect the eggs; and what’s more we stayed relatively clean, except for our feet. Chicken shit isn’t as big as pig shit but there were a lot more chickens.
When we were done Noah told us that we just about had time for him to show us around the rest of the farm before it was milking time. He took us to the barn and to a big tractor. When he was sat in it he shouted for us to climb up and stand either side of him. We did, and found that we could sit on part of the big wheel arches.
Noah slowly drove around the fields telling us what was in each field – if it wasn’t obvious, and Beaver and I took it in turns to get out and open and close gates.
We got to where Ian and the farmhand were and we got off the tractor for Ian to introduce us. He didn’t appear at all surprised to see 2 naked young women climb down and go and shake their hands. I guessed that he must have seen Betty naked hundreds of times.
Ian told us a bit about what they were doing and also told us that a bit further downstream there was a swimming hole that he used to take Betty and then Betty and Noah, but they hadn’t been there for years. Then he told us that we could go and have a look at it and see if it was still possible to swim there.
We said that we might just do that.
Then we got back on the tractor and Noah drove us through another couple of fields and we saw that we were at a road, and there were a few cars on it.
“There’s more of the farm over there but 1 of you will have to open the gates on both sides of the road. But if it’s too embarrassing for you we don’t need to go over there.
“Is that a dare Noah?” Beaver asked.
“I suppose it is, let’s see what you’re made of girls.”
We both got off the tractor. Beaver opened the first gate and as soon as it was open I marched over the road and opened the other gate. One car beeped its horn at me, but it wasn’t because I was in its way.
Noah waited for a break in the traffic then drove across the road with Beaver walking behind him. Another car beeped its horn.
“Brave as well girls, or is it that you like being seen without any clothes on, I mean, you’re related to my mother and she goes nearly everywhere without clothes on. I guess that exhibitionism runs in the family. Well for the women anyway.”
We got back on the tractor and Noah continued the tour. To be honest, there wasn’t a lot to see on that side of the road, fields, some with animals in and some with crops in them.
Then it was back across the road to the farmyard. We had the same process to cross the road again and again a couple of cars beeped their horns.
Noah parked the tractor in the barn then whistled for the dogs.
“Time to milk the cows, do you want to come with me to get them?”
“Yes, why not, it’s not like we have anything else to do.” Beaver said.
The dogs came running in and zeroed in on our pussies. The dog that came to me first managed to get a quick lick before I pushed it away and told it to stop it. Beaver said,
“Oh, that’s … stop that,” and I saw her push the dog’s head away.
Meanwhile Noah was just smiling. As we started walking he continued,
“You know, a lot of girls do like dogs doing that.”
Beaver and I looked at each other and smiled, but said nothing.
We walked out to one of the big fields where Ian kept his herd of about 20 cows. Quite a few were near the gate and started walking towards the farmyard as soon as the gate was open. Noah was whistling at the dogs and they soon had the rest of the cows following the first lot.
I thought that it was funny that they all walked in a singe line following the first one who seemed to know where it was going.
In the milking shed I was impressed as to how clean it was, everything was made of nice, shiny metal and the walls were all painted white and it looked like a recent paint job.
The front cows walked straight to the place where they would get milked and we watched as Noah put the teats on and the milk started coming out.
“That’s not like it is when you open a bottle from the supermarket, it goes through all sorts of checks and things to make it stay fresh for longer. I’ll let you have a taste later and you’ll taste how different the real thing is.”
He was right, when we tasted it, it was still warm and soo creamy.
“We can’t sell it like that, all sorts of crazy rules, but no ones going to know if we use it like that ourselves. Mother says that this stuff is why she’s such a good baker.”
With the cows milked it was time to get them back to the field and Noah led the way with the cows, the dogs and Beaver and me following him.
I think that I must have got a little too confident about being around the cows because when I was walking alongside one it turned its head and banged into me. That sent me flying and I ended up on my front, flat on the muddy grass on a long strip of warm cow shit from one of the beasts just in front.
When I stood up and looked down my front all I could say was,
“Yuk.”
Needless to say that both Noah and Beaver were laughing their heads off.
“Not funny.” I said.
“Oh yes it is.” Beaver replied, Noah still laughing.
Well I was covered in the brown smelly stuff and my sister was just laughing at me so I walked over to her and before she realised what I was going to do I hugged her then leaned over whilst still hugging her so that we both ended up on the ground and in more cow shit.
“See how you like it.” I said when I let go of her.
Beaver’s response was to grab a handful of cow shit and rub it on my pussy. Well I couldn’t let that go unavenged so I did the same to her.
We stood there looking at each other, laughing, with the 2 dogs barking at us and Noah laughing.
“I bet that you 2 don’t want to smell or lick my pussy now.” I said as I looked at the 2 dogs.
“Come on girls,” Noah finally said, “gotta get the cows back into the field then it’s hose down for you.”
I have to say, apart from the stink, I felt just like I imagined a mud bath would feel like.
Both Ian and Betty had heard the screaming from when I got Beaver to the ground and were waiting for us when we got back to the farmyard, and both had a good laugh when they saw us.
“You’re not coming into the house like that, you’ll have to clean up out here.” Betty said.
“Up against the wall.” Noah said.
We did, and we both got the same treatment as the previous time, but this time from Noah, and he too took pleasure in pummelling our tits and pussies with the jet of water, and making us both cum with the jet of water on our clits.
Once we were clean we weren’t finished with the hosepipe. Noah connected a second hosepipe and we were told to hose down the whole of the milking shed. It may have been a warm day, but by the time we’d finished we were both starting to feel a little chilly and when we went to the house Betty was waiting with 2 big towels.
It didn’t take us long to get dried and warm again, especially when we saw the home cooked meal that Betty had produced.
“Wow, I wish that I could cook like you Betty.” Beaver said.
“You can if you set your mind to it, it’s not rocket science.”
“Maybe we should have a cooking day when we get back home.” I said.
“Just don’t get the flour all over the place like you did with the cow shit.” Noah added whilst he laughed.
We had another great meal, which left us feeling quite full, then Betty dug out some old photo albums and showed us a lot of photos of us when we were little and mum and dad when they were in full hippy mode. Life seemed to be so much simpler in those days, no one in the photos seemed to have a care in the world, and when I said it out loud, both Betty and Ian agreed with me.
When we went to bed Beaver and I, as we always do, left our room door open and lay on top of the bed as we always do in summer, and when we were enjoying a 69 I heard a noise and looked over to the door and saw Noah watching us. When Beaver collapsed off me I looked to the door again, thinking of inviting him to come and fuck us, but he was gone.
The next morning we woke early, in time to go and help Ian and Noah with the milking. Apart from our feet, we managed to stay clean. Maybe because it was a bit chilly to be walking around outside totally naked at that time of the morning, but Betty’s amazing breakfast soon had us warmed up.
Whilst we were eating Beaver reminded everyone that we were going home that day, but that we’d leave it until the afternoon.
Whilst Noah was cleaning the pigs out he sent Beaver and me to feed the chickens and collect the eggs. When we got back to the farmyard with the eggs there was a little white van there and Noah was talking to the driver who had a big grin on his face when he saw Beaver and I walking up to them carrying the trays of eggs.
It turned out that the man came every other day to collect the eggs to sell them on his market stall in the nearby towns. We had a bit of a chat with them as the man had a good look at our naked bodies.
As we were talking the 2 farm dogs came to visit us and had a good sniff at our butts and pussies. Instead of shooing them away, both Beaver and I let them sniff and lick our pussies causing us both to moan a little as their rough tongues found our clits and nearly made us cum, much to the delight of the 2 men.
I think that Noah was being deliberately cruel to Beaver and me because he let the dogs lick our pussies until we were getting close to cumming then he shooed them away saying,
“Can’t let them get the better of you girls.”
I was sure that Beaver was thinking the same as me in that stopping them wasn’t a nice thing to do.
The man left and just as I was about to ask Noah what he wanted us to do next, the little red postman’s van arrived and the smiling postman got out.
“Only 1 thing for you today Noah, just a circular that would have kept until tomorrow but I wanted to see if your guests were still here.”
“That explains why you’re earlier than normal,” Noah said, “well as you see they’re still here and looking as beautiful as ever don’t you think?”
“Sure do Noah, and I like that they obviously like showing off they cute little bodies.”
“You should have seen them a few minutes ago, they let the dogs lick their pussies and nearly make them cum.”
“It was you that stopped them from making us cum Noah.” Beaver said.
“I could always get them back.”
Both Beaver and I shrugged our shoulders and I was sure that Beaver was thinking the same as me - “go on then Noah.”
Noah whistled and the 2 dogs came running back to us and both Beaver and I spread our feet a little to give the tongues better access.
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