Coming Back to the Ranch Preq. 1

This story is a complete work of fiction. Any similarity to people living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters in this story are eighteen years old or older. Anyone involved in any sexual activity is eighteen or older at the time of said activity

This story is a prequel to the other Coming Back to the Ranch stories in this series. It is told from Bailey's point of view and occurs during Bailey and Amber's senior year of high school the summer before they head off to college.

Amber and I rode side by side as we made our way back to the barn from our afternoon ride. It was somewhat rare that we got to go riding for fun. Usually being on horseback meant gathering cattle or checking fencelines or some other work. Not that I minded. I loved any time I could spend on horseback. But it was nice to just enjoy the ride without having chores to do. When we heard that Daddy was hauling a load of cows to a buyer in the next state, Amber and I knew we would have the afternoon to ourselves. We hurried home from our last day of our senior year of high school excited to partake in one of our favorite summertime activities. There was a pond on the far side of the ranch and ever since we were little girls Amber and I loved few things more than hopping on our horses and riding there for a swim.

We had hurried into the house throwing our backpacks on the sofa. We scurried to our room and threw on our bathing suits. The modest one-piece suits of our youth had given way to slightly more risqué bikinis we now wore. Nothing too skimpy, but revealing enough to have caused any guy in sight to drool. Not that we cared. Other than Daddy the only other boy likely to see us was Amber's older brother Mike. Mike was like a brother to me as well. I had been adopted by Amber's parents when I was sixteen after her dad had saved me from an abusive family situation. Despite our relationship, I couldn't help but notice that Mike appeared to develop a bit of bulge today when he saw his bikini clad sisters.

We hadn't even bothered to saddle the horses. We simply rode bareback. It was my favorite way to ride. It was quicker and easier than saddling. It also had the advantage of putting me in direct contact with the mountain of muscle between my legs. Ordinarily it wasn't a sexual thing. I just enjoyed the oneness I felt being in direct contact with my horse. Today was different though.

It was hot out and the horses had started to sweat. This caused their normally slick hair to become tackier causing more friction than normal between my crotch and his back. Riding in my bathing suit bottoms wasn't helping the situation. My legs were spread wide across the horse's back causing the narrow, thin, piece of fabric covering my increasingly wet pussy to pull tight and slightly part my lips. Each rocking motion of the horse's steps was causing more and more stimulation on my sensitive nether regions. I was becoming increasingly horny the longer we rode.

I slowed my horse so that I was slightly behind Amber. The last thing I wanted was for her to notice me enjoying the ride a little more than I should have. She was rambling on about some guy at school and how he was an asshole, but I was paying no attention. Instead, I found myself staring at my adopted sister. Amber had always been beautiful. At 5'4'' she had a firm, toned body developed from years of softball and ranch work. She had a perfectly flat belly and c cup breasts that fit her frame perfectly. Her long, brown hair was pulled through the back of her baseball cap and hung down to her mid back. But it was her ass that had drawn my attention today. She had a beautiful bubble butt. Obviously, I had seen it before in everything from tight jeans to completely naked. But the sight of her bathing suit struggling to contain her tan cheeks was driving me wild. I don't know why. I had never thought of her sexually before. Today, however, my hormones were raging, and I was seeing her in a whole new way. To be honest, my hormones hadn't been a problem just today. For the last few months, I had found myself perpetually horny. I couldn't explain it.

The combination of the sight of Amber's body and the stimulation on my soaked pussy was pushing me dangerously close to orgasm.

"Are you listening to me?" Amber said, turning to look at me.

I was snapped back to reality. "Um, yea, sorry." I stammered.

She looked at me questioningly. "Are you ok? You're awful red." She said.

"Uh, yea. It's just the sun. Damm ginger skin." I said laughing, hoping the excuse worked.

It wasn't a complete lie. I was cursed with the same problem everyone with auburn hair and fair skin faced; I could develop a sunburn in the middle of the night.

"You really should start wearing sunscreen." She said, turning back around.

I was thankful she hadn't determined the true cause of my flushed face.

It was a struggle, but I managed to maintain my composure for the rest of the ride. By the time we made it back to the barn my cunt was on fire. Once back at the barn we dismounted. Amber led her horse to the side of the barn to hose it down. I had to lean against my horse for a minute before my legs were once again useable. Without thought, my hand made its way into my bathing suit bottom and rubbed my swollen lips. I let out a moan.

"You ok?" Amber asked, coming around the barn. I quickly withdrew my hand, thankful my horse was obscuring her view of my body.

"Uh, yea, Charlie horse." I lied again.

We finished taking care of the horses and made our way inside. The cool air felt good on my nearly nude body. I could feel my nipples stiffen under their thin cover. As we walked into the kitchen, we found Mike sitting at the table scrolling through his phone. His eyes went big when he saw us enter.

"Hey Mike." Amber said, giving him no thought as she made her way to the bedroom.

"Um, hi." He said.

I was thirsty and needed a drink. I went to the cabinet and opened it. The glasses were on the top shelf, so I had to go up on my toes to get one. I hadn't bothered to straighten my bikini bottoms, and I felt them pull into my ass crack as I retrieved the glass. I filled the glass with water and turned, leaning against the counter as I drank. Mike tried to avert his eyes quickly, but I knew he had been staring. One of his hands had left his phone and was now hidden under the table. Somehow, knowing he was probably fondling himself at the site my body turned me on even more. I couldn't help being a little bad. I spread my feet slightly revealing the thin, wet fabric clinging to my sex. As I took my last, long swig of water, I pushed my chest out slightly pressing my erect nipples harder against the thin top. Mike was no longer hiding the fact that he was staring. I turned and washed my glass giving him a good view of my firm ass. After I set the glass in the drainer, I reached behind me and ran my fingers along the seam of my bikini bottoms bulling the fabric from between my cheeks. I turned and walked out of the kitchen without giving Mike another look. I honestly didn't know what had gotten in to me. I would have never thought of teasing Mike like that. Especially since I considered him my older brother. I was just so damm horny.

When I got to the bedroom Amber was getting her clothes together to get a shower.

"You wanna go first?" she asked.

Normally I would have let her, but I was desperate for relief.

"Do you mind?" I asked, trying to be casual.

"Nope. All yours." She said smiling.

I quickly grabbed my stuff and headed down the hall. I was no stranger to masturbating, but it was hard to do when you shared a room. The bathroom was my one sanctuary.

I flung the bathroom door open and barged in without knocking. I had barely made it into the room when I was met with a shock. There, sitting on the toilet, engorged cock in hand, was Mike. It was hard to tell who was more surprised. We stared at each other, frozen and wide-eyed for several long seconds. And then the hormones took over. I closed the door and locked it before turning back to Mike. Before he could utter a word, I covered the few steps between us. Facing him, I straddled Mike's hips. One hand pulled my soaked bikini bottoms to the side as I grabbed his raging hardon with the other. Before either of us had time to consider the repercussions, Mike's hard cock was buried to the hilt in my soaking wet cunt.

"Bailey, what the fuck!" Mike gasped.

"Shhhh." I said, sitting there, my head on his shoulder, reveling in the feel of his warm manhood deep inside me. I began to grind myself on him, stimulating my swollen clit on his pelvis. I reached behind me undoing my bathing suit top. Tossing it to the floor, I grabbed my adopted brother's head and pulled it to my exposed breasts.

"Suck, now." I demanded. He hesitated briefly before taking a nipple into his mouth. I tossed my head back and moaned quietly. I started bouncing up and down working the thick, veiny shaft in and out of my steamy love tunnel.

"Ohh yea, fuck. That's it. Oh my God fuck that pussy!" I whispered in his ear as I rode him. The sloppy squishing sounds of my pussy being plowed were so loud to me that I was sure they would be heard outside, but I didn't care. I needed this. I needed it so badly. Mike was working one nipple with his mouth while massaging my other breast with his hand. If he had doubts before, he was a willing participant now. I rode him frantically. It was all I could do to keep the noise down. I was so horny that it didn't take long. After only a couple of minutes I felt a heat start in my lower belly that quickly spread to the rest of my body as I reached orgasm. I had to bite down on Mike's shoulder to keep from screaming. I was just coming down of my orgasm when Mike whispered that he was about to cum. I quickly lifted myself off his prick. As I did, I trapped the head of his cock between my mound and the inside of my bikini bottoms. I stroked his cock quickly with one hand.

"That's it baby, cum for me. Cover me in your seed." I felt Mike's cock swell in my grip. He fought to keep his grunts quiet as he erupted. I felt shot after shot of hot sticky cum cover me and soak into my bathing suit.

"Ohhh, fuck yea. Damm that feels so good. Coat your sister's cunt in that cum baby."

Finally, I felt him stop twitching. We took a minute to catch our breath and then I stood up. Mike was staring at my cum soaked bottoms.

"Mmmm" I moaned rubbing the hot, sticky fabric against my mound.

"Ok, get out before we get caught." I told him. Without a word, he stood, pulling his pants up before turning to leave the room. I grabbed him by the arm before he walked out.

"Thank you, I really needed that." I gave him a quick peck on the lips before shooing him away.

I rushed through my shower as quick as I could making sure to rinse the evidence out of my swimsuit. When I got back to the bedroom, Amber shot me an impatient look. She had removed her bathing suit and was wearing a robe.

"Took long enough." She said.

"Um, yea. Sorry. The hot water felt really good. I lost track of time." I apologized.

"Uhhuh. Well now it's my turn to feel good shower hog." She laughed, throwing her bikini at me.

"Eww gross!" I laughed, throwing it back.

When Amber had left the room, I went to my dresser and picked out a pair of loose-fitting shorts and a tank top to wear. After slipping them on, I laid down on my bed. My head was swimming. What the fuck had I just done? I mean, I basically just raped my brother. Well, not really raped. And it's not like we were actually related. But still, it was kind of fucked up. But God he had felt so good. And I was so horny. I really wasn't in my right mind. It's not like we're going to fuck all the time. Right? My hand was rubbing my pubis. I could still feel the warmth of his load trapped between the fabric of my bathing suit and my skin. He had really soaked them.

"Holy shit!" I sat up suddenly realizing that I had forgotten to grab my bathing suit when I left the bathroom. Sure, I had rinsed them out, but I was still worried that there might be some little bit of evidence that might give Mike and I's sexual escapade away.

I jumped out of bed and made my way down the hallway. I could hear the water running and Amber moving around. Slowly, I tried the doorknob. It was unlocked. Slowly, quietly, I opened the door inch by inch. I crept into the bathroom, not wanting to get caught. It was kind of silly to be honest. I had walked into the bathroom while Amber was showering hundreds of times. All I would have had to do was walk in and claim I forgot something and she wouldn't have given it a second thought. I couldn't help it though. The whole situation had me so nervous that I wasn't thinking straight. I crept in looking for what I viewed as potential evidence of my indiscretions. I spotted them on the floor between the toilet and the sink. I bent to pick them up when a noise caught my attention. It was the unmistakable sound of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh. I looked up at the frosted glass shower door. The light from above the shower clearly defined Amber's silhouette. One hand was planted against the wall. The other was clearly moving frantically between her legs. If there was any question about what she was doing, it was dispelled when Amber let out a long, lustful moan. I was stunned. I guess I wasn't really surprised that Amber masturbated. Even though we never openly discussed it, there had been enough innuendos during various conversations in our lives to make it a reasonable assumption to both of us that the other took part in self-pleasure. But here, now, seeing her hand rapidly pounding away at her sex and hearing her moans, well, this was different. I stood there frozen by the sight and sound of it all. I had never really considered sex with another woman. Especially with my best friend and adopted sister. But fuck this was hot. I could feel dampness forming between my legs again.

Her breathing was becoming more rapid and her moans more intense. I knew she was getting close. As much as seeing my best friend reach orgasm intrigued me, the last thing I wanted was to get caught spying on her. Reluctantly, I turned and started to make my way out of the bathroom. Just as I reached the door, Amber climaxed. Her lust filled moans echoed softly in the bathroom.

"Mmmmm, yesss. Ohh fuck. Oh fuck Bailey Yessss!"

The words stopped me in my tracks. Had I really just heard Amber cry out my name as she had reached completion? It took a second for my brain to fully process the words. When it did, there was no doubt in my mind. Regaining my senses I quickly left the room pausing only long enough to quietly close the door behind me.

By the time Amber came into the room I had made my way under the covers of my bed. I know pretending to be asleep was kind of childish, but I wasn't sure what else to do. In the span of the last hour, I had fucked my adopted brother in a hormone driven frenzy and heard the girl I considered my sister call out my name as she brought herself to orgasm. To say there was a lot going on in my head was a massive understatement.

"You were right, the warm water did feel amazing." Amber said with a bit of a lilt in her voice.

I said nothing, just lay there with my eyes closed.

"Bailey? Are you asleep already?"

Again, no response from me. I heard Amber rummage around in her dresser. A few minutes later the light went off and the bedroom door closed. I rolled over on my back and stared at the ceiling. "What the fuck?" I thought to myself. I had a strong feeling that things were going to get a bit awkward in the upcoming days.