Early last year, my great uncle, Andrew on my late father's side of the family, died and as I was his only living relative, I inherited his entire estate. Just over forty acres with a five bedroom house and a barn and some livestock. The land was an entire island set in a lake and it was away from most of the populated areas near the lake and had been off limits to people for years.
I, myself, hadn't ever been there, my mother had also passed away when I was young and I lived with my father until his death five years earlier. By then I had already left school and trained as a carpenter and was renting a small house.
I had heard of my great uncle Andrew, but had never met him, even though he only lived thirty-five miles away in a straight line on his island.
At the same time I was out of work and the building industry in the local area was dead. I had accepted a job at one of the lakeside towns, only 10 miles from the island, and thought I would live there, but I had a few things to take care of first.
My late mother's sister, Ruth and her daughter, Robyn, as far as I knew, were now my only living relatives. They lived just outside the town and were also unemployed due to the mill closing down. I used to go to their place for Sunday dinners and we were very close. They were also renting and with not much chance of work, in the area, would soon find themselves with nowhere to live.
I asked them to move to the lakeside town and told them they could stay with me until they found a place they wanted.
Ruth and Robyn accepted and we headed off to the island. We found a house that needed a good cleaning and some updating. Ruth and Robyn spent three days cleaning it top to bottom and threw out a lot of rubbish. I burnt the rubbish in a big hole and afterwards using the old tractor on the farm pushed dirt over it.
Jobs for Ruth and Robyn weren't available at that time so they settled in and looked after the farm while I worked in the town at my new job, while starting to do repairs and improvements to the farm on the weekends.
I would take both Ruth and Robyn into town for nights out. Nothing much happened for a couple of months and then Robyn caught me masturbating in the barn and took over stroking my cock, without a second thought. She tossed me off quite nicely as I felt her up as she had a nice soft set of titties, that were topped with a set of nipples that pooped out big and hard when my thumbs caressed them.
I returned the favor, once she made me pop, rubbing her first through her panties, then pulling them to the side to finger her fur covered twat until her thighs clamped shut trapping my hand as she climaxed.
Neither of us spoke about what had happened. So I chalked it up to a spur of the moment kind of thing.
A few days later Robyn noticed me going towards the barn and asked "if I needed a hand?"
Once I got her meaning, I said, "I wasn't heading that way to do that" but seeing the disappointment on Robyn's face, I added, "Now that you are offering I wouldn't mind a hand, if you wanted to help me out."
Robyn smiled and followed me out. It was pretty much a repeat of the first time. After a couple of more times doing each other, we moved away masturbating each other to simply fucking.
During our first fuck, I started out fucking Robyn with a condom on, but about half way through Robyn pulled the condom off. I was a little shocked but if she wanted me to go bareback in her hot pussy who was I to argue. I ended up finishing inside my cousin's hot honey hole, it just felt too good to pull out when I was ready to cum, so I didn't.
