My name is Jackson Jefferson Jansen, To my friends and family, I'm Jack. This story begins when I was a young man, I have journaled my entire life. I'm an old man now and not much time left, so I wanted to leave behind my story. I have had an extraordinary life, it has had moments of tragedy, but the immense blessings far out way those.
This is the story of my life, it revolves around me and the small group of people that I have protected, loved and cherish, my entire life. It's a tale of deep love and loyalty. So, sit back and enjoy the ride.
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I met my wife in 3rd grade, she and her family moved down the road that summer and within a week I had a new best friend.
Our families became close and often cooked out together. Ellie's dad frequently helps my dad and me around the farm and we returned in kind.
Ellie was 4 minutes younger than Addie, her twin. Ellie took after their Dad and was a blonde headed blue eyed girl who was not afraid to get dirty around the farm, but could transform to dainty little debutant, in mere minutes.
Addie was like Ellie but had hair like her mother.
I was instantly drawn to Ellie but was very close to her sister Addie also.
Their mother Maddie was like a second mother to me through the years. Maddison Elouise-Addison Gentry was always an object of attraction to me. She has dark auburn hair, thick and full of body, that hung to the top of her butt. Maddie was well fit to live on a farm but was also very feminine. Maddie is the one who got me to notice the opposite sex. She was always dressed "farm girl" but Maddie was "sexy farm girl".
I'm pretty sure Maddie didn't own a bra, and with her sizable boobs, and constantly erect nipples, you can imagine my attraction. Couple that with her daisy duke shorts, I learned to appreciate the fairer sex early. Maddie and my mother grew close as sisters. My mother, Lucy was well fitted to be best friends with Maddie. They liked the same things and dressed the same, in fact when Maddie got my attention, that one summer day at her farm, that night I realized that my own mother was hot in her own right. She was a dark-haired beauty with a very fair complexion, dark high arched brows and big pouty lips.
That fateful day on Maddie's farm when she caught my eye, was shortly after my 18th birthday.
Maddie's husband, Nick, and my dad were away helping one of their farmer buddies, a couple of counties over. I was to help Maddie with chores, that morning.
When I arrived, she and the girls were fixing breakfast. That's when Maddie's beauty first hit me. She was at the stove with her back to me. She was still in her sleepwear. That was pretty much a white threadbare t-shirt that the bottom of her ass cheeks stuck out of. After staring at her ass cheeks for a minute, I announced my arrival. "Hey Maddie!"
She spun around with a smile and said, "morning Jack!" As she spun to greet me, I immediately noticed, because of the loose t-shirt, the gentle bounce of her boobs, and as she fully faced me, I was transfixed on her hard nipples poking at her shirt.
The shirt was thread bare enough that I could see the shade of like pink her nipples posed, and the very size of her areolas and nipples both. She probably noticed my blatant stare but never showed it. She simply stepped into me and gave me a hug that mashed her heavy boobs in my chest. I still remember the light scent of her perfume, and the softness of the swell of her breast.
"When's your mom coming over?" She asked.
"In time to help you with lunch, I think" I replied.
"Sit down and I'll get you a plate", She countered.
As she was speaking, Ellie appeared with a plate full of breakfast for me. We all sat and ate while discussing the chores ahead of us.
As we finished breakfast Ellie announced, "Mom says, you're stuck with me this morning helping with chores, and Addie is stuck with Mom, working around here, we got a bunch of stuff in the barn to do."
Addie simply replied by sticking her tongue out at Ellie.
Ellie just giggled and grabbed my hand and tugged me toward the door.
We spent a few hours in the barn cleaning stalls, feeding and caring for the livestock, and just generally horsing around, wrestling and tickling each other, when Maddie called my name from the porch, "I've been calling your house and not getting an answer, I wanted your Mom to bring some taters when she comes, please run home and make sure she's ok, and that she brings taters for lunch."
I nodded and took off for my house, as Ellie pleaded to go with me, and finally Maddie relented, and shooed us off.
The 20-minute walk to my house was hot and I noticed by the time we were half way to my house, I was soaked with sweat. I glanced in Ellie's direction and she too, was sweaty. She had a wet spot developing between her boobs and sweat beads across her forehead and chest.
Ellie has been my friend, my buddy, since grade school, but I think this was the first time that I took notice of her beauty. Ellie is short for Elouise Addison Gentry. Ellie is more petite than her sister, she has dirty blonde hair down to her ass crack, and what a fine ass it is. I'd say she is a "C" cup, that look like "D" cups setting on her petite frame. She has always been my partner in crime, like one of the guys. Why now, I asked myself, does her beauty stick out to me? She didn't suddenly, overnight turn from ugly to pretty. Ellie's voice jarred me from my thoughts. "Wish I had brought some water Jack, I'm burning up." She sighed. "Yeah, me too. We'll be there soon, and we can get a drink from the hose before we go in." I replied. "Good, I'm a sweaty mess." She said as she plucked at her tank top trying to un-stick it from her chest. I found myself staring from the corner of my eye. Her boobs gently swayed as she strode alongside me.
We approached the back of the house and got a drink from the hose. When she finished, it didn't get past me that she had dripped water down her chest and her white tank top was turning somewhat translucent where the wet spots were.
She again spoke and shook me from my thoughts. "Jack, let's sneak in and spy on your mom, then scare the shit out of her." She schemed.
I chuckled and said, "I like the way you think, you're an ornery little shit, aren't you?"
"Who are you calling a little shit, you big ogre?" she sassed.
"Heck, you barely come up to my nipples" I retorted.
"Whatever" she replied.
"Ok follow me and be quiet." I ordered. She nodded and followed close behind.
We quietly entered the house at the back door, not seeing her in the kitchen, we moved to the basement because I heard the washer running, avoiding all the squeaky steps, we made it to the bottom to see an empty basement.
When we were about to head back up, the loud buzzer on the dryer went off, and we nearly jumped out of our skin, in fright. I heard the steps squeak and we ducked for cover, inside the fruit cellar, just across from the dryer. I can't speak for Ellie, but what I seen next would change me forever. I mentioned that Maddie was the one that got me to notice, the opposite sex, but my mother, who is known as Lucinda Abbigail Jameson (Lucy), was the one who caused me to worship and admire and fall in love with the female body. My mom rounded the corner, humming to herself a lovely melody that would help etch what I was seeing into my memory banks for eternity.
The first thing I noticed as she stepped off the last step was the gentle bounce of her boobs, they looked full and heavy. Her nipples were just slightly pink against her pale complexion. They stood proudly from her chest, and I was frozen in shock for a moment. Finally, my brain started working again, she had made it to the dryer, and I could see that she was not only topless, but butt-ass naked, accept for her little gold ankle bracelet. I had never seen a naked woman in my life, and my brain was trying to keep up with my eyes. When she bent over to get in the dryer, I again was in shock. As she bent her beautiful heart shaped ass gave way to expose her little pink pussy. Her pussy was staring us right in the eye about 3 feet from us. I slowly turned my head to Ellie and made the shhh motion. Her face was full of shock and she covered her smile with her hand. Ellie and I were huddled close together; I put my arm around her to keep her still. I felt the side of her warm breast against my rib cage as I maneuvered both of us to a squatting position and close together. Mom bent over even further at the waste to get something in the back of the dryer, and when she widened her stance to do so, it caused her beautiful little pussy to pucker and slightly open for us. She finally retrieved the clothes and stood and put them on the table to fold. I watched her boobs sway and bounce as she folded. I remember glancing down from time to time and seeing the ankle bracelet dancing on her ankle, as she moved.
I was startled out of my trance, as the back door slammed, and my dad yelled, in a thick Cuban accent, "Lucy, I'm home!" (This was a running joke between them).
I mouthed the words "OH SHIT" to Ellie, and she gripped me tighter, mashing her breast harder into me. Ellie's face went from suppressed giggles to horror in a split second. I watched mom's boobs bounce uncontrollably as she got startled also.
"Shit, Jeff!" "I'm in the basement, and you scared the hell outta me!" She yelled.
