The sun was rising over the Southern Missouri Ozarks, and the trees were giving out their first hints of color. The grass was a little damp with dew, and mists hung in the valleys where the creeks tumbled down on their long way to the Mississippi. Birds were already flying and arrows of geese were making their preparations for the long flight south.
Josie sat in a rocking chair on her front porch with a steaming mug of coffee. It was peace, a pure peace she'd never known in her life before. Her flannel nightgown kept her so warm she didn't need slippers, and the polish had worn off her toes after a long summer of work on the mountain top. She watched a squirrel dart out of the tree line in search of nuts, digging in the ground, and snatching a tidbit to nibble before darting back. A deer with two fawns were visible through the trees.
"I never thought I'd find heaven on earth," came a sultry voice from the front door. A tall freckled redhead stood there, her hair falling over her shoulders and set ablaze by the rising sun, her lightly golden, heavily freckled skin glowing. Her nipples were rock hard, but being naked on a cool fall morning didn't give her goosebumps. "Living off the grid is a lot better than I thought it'd be. I may never go back."
Josie took a sip from her mug. "Me, too. Glad you made it out here, Mindi. But damn, looking at you is making me cold. What's up with that?"
Mindi chuckled. "Takes more than this to cool off a Minnesota girl. This is just delicious. Can't wait till we get the fireplace going." Taking a deep breath, she let out a war whoop and ran off the porch, leaping in the wet grass before throwing herself down and rolling until her skin was shining from the dew. Her lover sat and rocked, watching. Mindi ended up on her back, rubbing her thighs and squirming. "So delicious."
"When you're done I better check you for ticks," Josie said with a smirk on her face.
The redhead sat up quickly and started looking at her skin. "Too early in the day for them, isn't it?"
"Oh probably. You never know."
Standing up quickly, Mindi ran over and stood in front of Josie, leaning over and putting her butt in her girlfriend's face, wiggling it. "You'd better check me over."
Josie smacked it several times in irritation. "If you'd only wear some clothes, you wouldn't have to worry about this. God, you've been naked all week, just like at the apartment. Just because we don't have any neighbors nearby, doesn't mean dressing isn't a good idea."
A full lower lip pouted. "You're no fun anymore."
"I'm sitting here, enjoying some old fashioned coffee from the wood stove, black as hell and scrumptious, watching the rising sun light up the leaves and feeling good about my piece of the mountain, and you have to stick your big butt in my face."
"Sorry. You didn't seem to mind last night," she said, the pout intensifying.
The blonde slapped her ass again, hard, making her lover yip. "All right, you moron. Spread those cheeks and let's get this over with."
Mindi giggled and complied. Josie took her time, prodding the little red forest in search of intruders, and tickling the little pucker. A shiver of delight was her reward, and she ran a fingernail close to the depth of the valley. Looking down, she spotted a moving brown dot, which she caught between her fingernails. "See here, one little blood rapist." Holding it up for her lover to see, she pinched its head off and tossed it aside. "We're gonna have to get Uncle Frank to spray around here again. You have no idea what that's going to cost."
The tall redhead spun around and sat on the railing. "What's he gonna want, a blowjob or something?"Josie made a face and sipped her coffee. "Oh my God, it's true! How awful!"
"It's the mountain way. No big deal. He gets off pretty quick after you stick a couple of fingers up his butt. But I'm gonna learn to spray the bug juice myself so we don't have to call him every month or so."
Mindi blushed and giggled. "Sounds like fun. Going down on a cute boy is fun once in a while."
"Uncle Frank is about as cute as Zach Galifianakis will be as a geezer. Tastes terrible." Spinning around, Mindi sat on her lover's lap, burrowing down. "Just because this nightgown looks big and fluffy doesn't mean you have to use it as a towel. So this means you want some horny stories while I finger your slit, right?"
Mindi turned and gave her a long, deep kiss on the lips, shoving her tongue inside. After a few breathtaking moments, she broke it. "Please, Jo baby. Tell me all the slutty ways of your family."
Putting down her coffee, she reached around. "I found another couple of ticks crawling on your hair. You shouldn't wear it long out here, cut it off like I do."
"But I loved your long blond hair. This is cute, too...did your Gran cut it? Your long blond hair, and long, luscious legs, and long, luscious tits..."
"Good thing we didn't wait until they crawled all the way into your empty head. There. Two more blood rapists gone. All right. You liked my cousin Sadie, didn't you?"
"Oh yes, she's real cute. Her little kids are so precious, so well behaved. It was fun watching them play in the water down at the swimming hole. Sadie has her hair long, too."
"She doesn't let it hang out often, she puts it in a bun, and wears a handkerchief over her head when she works outside."
"But that chubby little body...did you guys fuck when you were growing up?"
"Not really. I was only twelve when I was here last, and we hadn't popped our boobs yet. She lives alone after her asshole husband disappeared, and we've spend a few nights drinking Shine. Almost a big a whore as you are. We were taking care of Gran a month ago when she came down with pneumonia. Had to stay with her night and day for a week. The night her fever broke, we had to take care of Papa."
"Your grandpa, the moonshiner?"
"Yes. He was pretty anxious, and when the danger passed he had a serious case of blue balls. Sadie and I had to take care of him."
"Put another finger inside me and tell me about it." She gasped as her lover shoved her middle two fingers in her love canal.
"Papa liked the idea of watching us make out, so we did it for him. Sadie's a good kisser, and it didn't take long to get going. If we had a strap on, we'd have really given him a show, but after necking a while and licking each other's tits, I pinned her down, putting my crotch right in her face and sticking my tongue up her cunt. She came almost on the spot, but I held her down until she brought me off, which pushed her over the edge again. We were almost too tired to double team Papa. He was so hard."
"How big is Papa's cock?"
"A little bigger than average."
"How big?"
"Hell, haven't measured it yet. Maybe seven inches. I couldn't quite get it down my throat, but Sadie can. We took turns: one at the top on his cock and the other working on his balls."
"Ooo, how did his balls taste?"
"A little sweaty, not too bad. Had to sip a little white lightning while I did it. Kind of like oysters."
"I love oysters."
"You're not looking him up today, he's got to run into town to make deliveries. Papa and Gran don't know you well enough yet, and you can be too obvious at times."
"Obvious? Me?"
"Remember that night we partied with the Iowa volleyball team at the Big 10 tournament? I thought that Lithuanian spiker was gonna shit her pants when you came on to her."
Mindi giggled. "Well, the Fighting Illini always win. Ludmilla was a lot of fun."
"Whatever happened to her? She graduated a couple of years ago."
"Big slut landed a commodities broker from Northwestern. Got one kid already and a second on the way."
Josie shuddered. "I'm feeling nauseous."
"Gonna go see her when I go see my folks in Minneapolis around Thanksgiving. That's where they settled. Jealous?"
"Not hardly. Anyway, we made Papa wait to shoot his load as long as we could, bringing him close then stopping. He was begging so hard, but he knew what the game was. Damned if the old codger didn't love it. I thought his yell would wake the dead."
"How did his cum taste?"
"Like raw moonshine right out of the still."
"Ooo, Josie swallowed cum, Josie swallowed cum," she taunted.
"Like that's something you never did before." Josie stuck in another finger, making her lover gasp. "How many profs did you blow to make your 4.0?"
Mindi didn't answer, just thrusted her hips up and down on her lover's hand. "What a way to start the day!" she whispered fiercely. Her lips opened and her body went rigid for several seconds before relaxing again. "Thanks, babe. Can I return the favor?"
Josie slipped out and wiped the juices on Mindi's thighs. "Not right now, feeling a little off today. Muscles are all pretty sore, worse than the volleyball training camps at Champaign. Little sick to my stomach, too. We got a lot of work done this week, didn't we?"
"Mmm, your cousin Jake is pretty cute. Tall, dark hair, buffed. He works out, doesn't he?"
"No, he's always working outside, on his mother's place or for Papa. Heavy labor's no problem with him. Got all the firewood cut for the winter for his Mom and for Papa and Gran."
"Smart, too. Looks like he's got a nice package."
Josie sighed, and looked around. "Something's not right, I feel something."
"Yeah, it's the dude watching us from the woods over there," she said pointing.
The leaves rusted a little where she pointed, but no one was visible. Josie strained to see. The woods went silent: the birds stopped chattering and a rabbit hopped away quickly from the brush. A crow sounded from across the mountains. "You're seeing ghosts again, aren't you?" she whispered.
"His name is Rene, and he only speaks French. Kind of a pervert, but funny. Good thing I spent a year in Nice."
Josie's face wrinkled, then relaxed. "Better now."
