Fall is in the air. The wind is becoming cooler in the evening and chilly in the mornings, with the morning fog rising off the distant hills. Spiders are building their webs in the bushes and the trees and glisten with the morning's dew. On early morning walks, I often see their evenings catch wrapped in fine silk lying on the webs. There is such beauty in the spun creations.
The Ranch is coming together slowly, having gotten
all the cobwebs and mess cleaned out and the place is shining again like it
hadn't been in years. We have fun weekends with cookouts and bonfires and singing
when the days work is through. It has taken lots of work, and lots of help,
but finally we can call it home.
James had arrived, and set up his quarters in the basement, just west of the specialty rooms. He has many commitments and contracts that have been negotiated but he is clearing them up and out of the way to free his time so he can be around more. It was nice to see him again. He is gone, on location again, for a French journal doing Lord knows what in South America. I expect him back before long.
While here he made arrangements for the times he would be gone and hired a ranch-hand to take care of the livestock and crops in his absence. A strange man who never speaks when spoken to, he won't even look me in the eye or acknowledge me other than "Yes, Mam, Miss Sadie"... I often wonder what James has told this man about me. No big thing, he does his job and leaves and that's nice for me, I have so many other things to worry about. I do know this man has a wife and two children. His wife is a sweetheart who smiles pleasantly as she brings him his lunch each day. We wave if I'm within view of her entering and that's about it.
James did a wonderful job clearing off the runway in the back lot before he left. He and a couple friends who often like to visit, took the tractor and cleared the runway for the small planes to land and mowed down a place to park and turn around which is a nice benefit for us, and will help James immensely during his travels. We don't have to rely on the county airport for landing facilities now. And this will make entry and exit for some much easier. And Mr. Randal, the hired man, is busy building a large pole building back there this week.
The first one to take advantage of the runway was Pieman. He is a famous Rock and Roll singer who tours the world performing in stadiums, astrodomes, and large concerts. To give his real name would reveal him to everyone. He is that famous and that recognizable. But, to me, he is a wonderful intimate friend.
I had told him of what was happening with my life, and informed him of the inheritance that I'd received of The Ranch. I hadn't thought he'd gotten my letter as he was on tour when, all of a sudden, Nadia came running into the sunroom excitedly saying someone was announcing they were landing on the runway. I went running to the radio-room James had set up, and became excited immediately. The curiosity of who was landing had me immediately going wild with uncertainty. When they said the passenger wondered if I had any Hershey's Kisses for him, I knew! A smile crossed my face and my eyes lit up. PIEMAN... the chocolate lover.
He had indeed gotten my letter. And, he was here!
It was wonderful to see him take time out of his busy schedule just to come see me and check out The Ranch. I was glad I'd saved the peace sign and put it up at the runway as a welcoming marker.
Nadia and I ran to the field, Nadia questioning all the way about who Pieman was. When I told her she about fell over. She had been a fan of his music for years, and never knew he and I had known each other. I smiled politely and giggled a bit as she gushed, and I decided not to tell her of Pieman's favorite techniques.
When we got to the runway the plane was just stopping and turning off its engines and the doors opened. People began piling out. Nadia was amazed at how many people traveled with him, (roadies, groupies, and the band-- 12 other people in all.) and then he appeared, larger than life, PIEMAN. Nadia was so excited! Her first meeting of someone "famous," and although we've known each other for years I found my pulse racing just a bit as well, and my cunt twitching at the statement about the Hershey Kisses.
They were all already in the party mood, and hovered around the plane removing their weekend bags and party supplies. Yes, PIEMAN never comes empty handed when he visits, he brings the party with him. I was smiling ear to ear as he walked over to us and grabbed me.
He picked me up and twirled me around and planted a big wet kiss on my lips. We hadn't seen each other in over a year, when we had run into each other while he was in New England, and you could tell, he was glad to finally be reunited. As his tongue wiggled into my mouth I felt my thighs begin to get wet. It was going to be a wonderful weekend indeed.
I introduced Nadia to Pieman; she was so in awe. She gushed about how she'd listened to his records for years and was a fan and he said, "Well, honey, if Sadie don't wear me out I'm sure you'll be more than just a fan before I leave. You, also, look good enough to eat!" Nadia blushed demurely. I just smiled.
As we walked up the lane to the main house Pieman had me on one arm and Nadia on the other. I explained to Pieman that Nadia was part of the family and we shared much, and he was happy to hear it. We pointed out the different buildings and what was being done at the moment, asking them all to please excuse the construction going on. The workers who were working on the different projects were immediately mumbling and gasping at whom was walking up the pathway.
I was just grateful that James had gotten the generators working properly during his two months here as we were going to need every bit of electricity provided for the equipment the band insisted on bringing with them.
Upon arriving at the house, they all began setting up all the equipment on the stage in the studio. The band was amazed to see what we already had set up. I took Pieman into my private sanctuary while Nadia worked with the others.
As soon as the doors were closed behind us he said, "Hi Angel, how have you been? I hear rumors that you've been working at writing a book of erotica."
"Yes darlin', after all these many years of short stories I decided to compile them into a book and see if I can get them published; everyone seems to love my stories so why not give it a shot."
"Are you going to include a story about me, honey?" he asked.
"Well, I hadn't thought specifically of including anyone, just whatever happened to come out of my fingers. Why? Are you for or against such an idea?" I asked him.
"Well, Angel, I came here for just that. I decided that I'd love to be a part of your erotica and so the band and me are here this weekend to give you a weekend you'll never forget," he said and he grabbed me up in his arms and took me to the couch.
We reclined on the couch and cuddled and he stroked me sweet, kissing my face and neck, arousing my body and reminding me of the love we share together. The feelings were growing as he touched my thighs and my breasts as he kissed me. I could do little more than melt under his experienced hands and lips.
"Sadie, do you still enjoy me shaving your sweet honey pot?"
I smiled and moaned my approval.
"I hope you'll give me that pleasure now, would you like to go take a wonderful bath with me my dear?" he asked erotically in my ear as he nibbled it.
"Yes, darlin' I'd love to take a bath with you, and wash the jetlag out of your shoulders and let you shave my pussy for you this weekend."
He rose and got on his knees and started unbuttoning my shirt and skirt, exposing my naked body, slowly speaking sweet words of approval as he unveiled my breasts and sweet cunt.
He stroked me with his hands up and down the front of my body, and tracing the outline of me until his face moved down towards my belly below my belly button. He kissed me and licked passionately lower onto my moistening mound. His tongue dived gently down tracing the slit between my inner lips. I moaned and spread one leg to the back of the couch allowing him to lick a bit more deeply into me. "Mmmmmm," I moaned. His tongue felt wonderful, barely touching me, teasing me sweetly.
He lifted his face and felt me with his hands as he looked up into my eyes. I was lost in the sweet bliss of the moment stroking my hand down his arm. I so enjoyed the touch of his hands on my body.
He rose again and stood; bending down he scooped me up into his arms and carried me to the bathroom. I began filling the tub as he shut the door and looked on the shelf for the right scent he wanted to add to the warm water, and he grabbed the razor as well, and was smiling as he turned toward me.
When he walked to me, I had already taken my arms out of my shirt, my skirt having remained behind on the couch, and I proceeded to unbutton his black jeans as he poured the bubbling liquid into the tub for our bath. He started to unbutton his shirt for me and removed it, tossing it to the floor on top of mine.
As I started to lower his jeans, there was no underwear, he said, "Have you heard your song on the radio sweet Sadie? The new album's acoustic song I wrote for you." I smiled. Of course I'd heard his new song on the radio, it was climbing up the charts quickly, but I had no idea it had been written with me in mind.
"Really, darlin'?" I said, "You wrote that for me?"
"Yes Sadie, and If I get nominated for a Grammy, I'd like you to accompany me to the awards show, would you come with me? I'll send the plane and a limo, and I promise that I will take care of absolutely everything in that regard.' I could only nod and smile; and, I took his protruding cock into my mouth.
Pieman allowed me to taste him a bit and stroke his body with my hands and then he stepped back, "Not so quick Sadie, I'm going to enjoy you first...and make you cum like you haven't in a long time. Then I'll allow you to pleasure me, but not until," and he laid me back on the counter surrounding the tub. He placed his right hand between my thighs and began running his left hand down from my face to my left breast.
He stroked me with his hands and sucked on my breasts until I was soaked with juices. Then he placed his face between my thighs and used his tongue to lick my clit and slit teasing the clit out of its hood, causing me to lift and moan and wiggle into his wonderful tongue and mouth. His tongue darted around the creases and folds, flicked on my clit, dived in and out of my throbbing openings. He slowly licked me from my asshole to the top of my labia, making my ass dance on the counter with desires building intensely. It felt wonderful; I was lost in the sweet stimulation of his tongue and sucking mouth, which felt like he was French kissing my entire pussy. He aroused me until the bath water was finished running and turning off the faucets he said, "Bath's ready Angel, let's climb in," and he arose from his knees and held out his hand to help me stand.
My legs were quivering; my pussy was so wet and wanting. I climbed into the bath with him. He sat in the back and encouraged me to lounge on his chest. He stroked and rubbed and washed my breasts with the sponge. His touch felt wonderful. My nipples became hard and rippled as he rubbed them and washed my body sweetly. The desire started to burn deep in my belly; I was lost in his wonderful touches.
He spoke sweetly in my ear, quietly, calmly telling me how much he'd missed me and what he wanted to do to me while he was with me this weekend. His ideas sounded wonderful, and his tongue felt glorious darting around and breathing warm sweet air in my ear, driving me even higher into ecstasy.
Then he said to me sensually, "Climb onto the edge of the tub, Sadie, let me shave your sweet pussy, make it bare, it will make you feel so much more. It becomes so sensitive when I shave you." I smiled, and did as he asked because he was absolutely right.
"Be careful, Pieman. Don't cut me!" I giggled nervously.
Leaning back on my elbows, I placed my legs over his shoulders. Slowly he lathered my sweet cunt and covered it with bubbles. Then he began. He slowly shaved every inch of my pussy, taking great care not to miss a spot and being gentle around the folds of my inner and outer labia as he did so. It was stimulating to have him work so intently on me, he was such a perfectionist and made sure I was bare before he was done. I touched myself, feeling totally different. My pussy was a lot more sensitive than before, and it felt wonderful not only to my hand but to my pussy as well. He leaned back, looking at my bare nakedness and smiled.
I climbed back into the water and into his arms, and leaned against him. I kissed him passionately; our tongues enter twined in a passionate embrace, his soft lips, like the texture of peaches against mine.
We stayed in the water a bit more, embracing and caressing and teasing each other until it became chilly. It felt nice to straddle his leg and rub my bare pussy against his thigh.
Then he said, "Sadie, you know what I want to do to you, please let's go to the bed so you can feed me properly." We climbed out of the tub and dried each other off, wrapping in towels and heading for the bedroom. I was smiling because, Yes, I did know what he wanted to do.
We went to the loft bed together. He grabbed his duffel bag along the way. Smiling as I passed him stooping over, I swatted his ass and said, "What's in there, darlin'?" He just smiled and I led the way, climbing up to the waterbed in the loft.
He climbed onto the bed from the foot, bringing the duffel bag, and gazed into my eyes as he climbed up the bed above me. I spread my legs slightly. He kissed me again as he straddled me at the waist and opened up the duffel bag. He pulled out a small bag of Hershey chocolate hugs and opened them pouring them onto my chest.
"Guess where these are going, Angel."
"Mmmmmmm, I have no idea darlin', what do you have in mind," I said smiling, as we both knew his intentions. He sat there and unwrapped three chocolates. He took a bite of one and placed the other half in my mouth as he began opening another, and another. He threw the papers on the bed and then reached down and inserted the chocolate candies into my moist pussy, lifting up off me to do so. He began shoving them in with his finger, pushing them high into me. They began to melt as he kissed me. I could feel them getting softer and softer inside me.
He squeezed my breasts with his hands as he waited, and kissed down my neck to my shoulders and talked of how sweet my pussy was gonna taste once he got to eat me now. He licked me and stroked me and squeezed my breasts. I was so stimulated and my nipples were so hard that I was certain I was going to lactate soon if he didn't stop with the stimulation; but he just kept making it more and more intense. When I started moaning, he only increased the stimulation of my body. My passion was getting higher and higher. How he could wait so long with our passion being so overly stimulated was beyond me. The chocolate inside my cunt was melting and oozing all over me as he kissed me and felt my labia and slowly worked his talented mouth down my body towards it, taking his time every inch of the way.
I could barely stand it by the time he finally got his wonderful mouth on my pussy. When he got there I was lifting it to him and begging him to eat me. When his tongue touched me I had my first orgasm. It attacked me quickly and made me cry out in ecstasy as my legs trembled and quickly started pressing against his ears. His hands forced my legs apart and his tonguing didn't stop but he kept licking and eating the chocolate laden cum from my pussy. It was so intense and consuming I really thought I was going to die from the stimulation. It felt so wonderful and overpowering that I started climbing back away from him, but he grabbed me by my legs before I could move and never lost a beat with his tongue dancing inside me. It was wonderful! He continued licking and lapping at me, my head dizzy from the wonderful orgasm flowing through me. He licked lower diving into my vaginal opening lapping at the chocolate flavors coming from me and down farther licking all the way to my asshole, where he tongued me even more lifting my legs back and lifting my ass up. I continued cumming, lost in the pleasure, unable to do more than grab the sheets and vocally sound out the extreme satisfaction I felt.
His tongue dived in and out of my anus, fucking me with his tongue, as I enjoyed every lap. Then, he slowly started licking back up again and diving back into my chocolate covered pussy, then back to my ass again. He flattened his tongue and slowly, very slowly, licked from my rectum to the top of my pussy driving me wild.
My hand stroked his hair as he licked back to my clit again and slowly his tongue flatly rubbed it with passion. I started cumming again, so hard, in no time at all. He dived down, as I exploded, into my vaginal hole and started sucking with his entire mouth on my pussy and clit.
"AAhhhhhhhh, my God darlin', I'm cumming again soooo hard," I cried out as he slurped my chocolate flavored juices down into his throat. He consumed me totally, eating me to the end of the orgasm.
The way his rigid cock felt against my leg I could tell he was enjoying it as much as I was. When suddenly he lifted up and wiped his chin. He climbed over me, holding my legs spread and gazed into my eyes.
"Sadie, I'm gonna fuck you now, and I want you to feel every inch of me going inside you!" he said as he looked at me.
I looked down and saw how engorged his penis had become. He was purple already and so rigid. "Guide it into your opening Sadie," he said as he held my legs up and spread. His manhood stood out so strong and he was so big around that my thumb and index finger couldn't touch as I reached for his penis. He smiled, as my eyes grew bigger with that knowledge.
Slowly, very slowly, he entered my sweet, tight opening. He was so big compared to normal. True, we hadn't made love in quite some time, but he was never so hard and excited, as he was that afternoon. He moved deeper and deeper slowly into me and began little figure eight moves with his hips as he got all the way inside me. Then slowly he started moving back out again. Then in again, and out.
"Do you like that Sadie?"
"Ahhhh yes, baby, Gawd, it feels wonderful."
"I'll bet you want me to go faster, don't you Sadie," he said.
"Ohhh, please, yes, please fuck me Pieman."
He shoved back into me harder and firmer, pulling out again. He started pumping into me. Over and over and over again he moved back and forth. Pieman fucked me for what seemed like forever before I felt him start to get lost in his own pleasure. I was so aroused by this time I was sure I was going to explode yet again any second.
"Please cum in me baby, please. I want to feel you filling me with your wet orgasm. I need your seed. Please darlin', Cum with me." I said.
"Do you want me to Sadie?" he asked standing completely still.
"Oh, Gawd yes, baby. Please cum in me. I want to cum with you. Fuck me, don't stop!"
He started pumping into me more determinedly, squeezing my tits and pinching my nipples between his fingers as he did so. And before I knew it, I started to cum. And then so did he. He pulled back as his belly started to quiver and he shot hard and far as he pushed his cock deeply and firmly down into my depths and he cried out with me, "Oh, Sadie, I'm cumming!" as we both had an orgasm together.
He collapsed on top of me. My legs wrapped around his legs and we entertwined until the spasming and quivering as the orgasm started to subside, then he kissed me. His kiss tasted of salty chocolate. Never had I tasted chocolate and myself together, but now I knew why he liked it so much. It was a wonderful flavor.
We both took a nap before rising, dressing, and returning to the studio to see how the band, the groupies, and Nadia were getting along. The closer we got to the room the more we heard the party going on.
Nadia was doing her best to entertain the group of people in the studio. There were about a dozen people all in all and only three ladies counting Nadia. The other two appeared to be deeply involved in their fellas, and as Pieman introduced me to them, I found out they were engaged and/or dating their individual fellas.
Nadia had been doing her best to flirt and entertain them but desperately wanted to talk to me when I arrived at the studio. I excused myself from Pieman for a second and stepped out into the hallway with Nadia.
"What am I gonna do, Sadie, I can't satisfy this many people and I haven't any idea on how to handle this situation." Nadia was in a panic.
"Relax, darlin'," I said to Nadia, wrapping my arms around her and comforting her a bit. "This is to be a good time, not a fretful situation, we can deal with this. Go into the office and call the girls on the phone. See who and how many can come over. Keep calling until we have at least 8 of them on the way. I'll call the grocers and get an order sent out immediately for a cookout. Have Sarah stop at the liquor store and pick up supplies there, tell her to either charge it to my account or pay for it and I'll reimburse her. And Nadia, darlin', don't panic."
Nadia was a bit more relieved; she was calmer immediately. And after another hug, she was on her way. I went down the hall to the nearest phone and called Jeff at the grocers. It wasn't any problem for Jeff to send the delivery boy out with an order before 5 PM and so all was set.
When I returned to the studio, the band was beginning to play and party. I went to the bar and started mixing drinks and offering them around.
Pieman was lounging in the double chair and looked quite contented when I brought him a drink. He always loved Jack Daniels straight up with a beer back. Good thing I always remember their drinks and their favorite positions. Helps in this life. I sat beside him and he asked about Nadia.
I explained the relationship and explained about James and the other people that would be arriving, hopefully. He seemed so interested in what was happening at The Ranch. We chatted for about an hour by the time Nadia returned. She looked more sedate than before. I stood and asked her to sit where I had been beside Pieman. She immediately blushed and sat down. I moved around behind Pieman and started massaging his shoulders as I initiated a conversation between him and Nadia.
Nadia was so in awe that it was hard for her to relax, but within a few minutes she was chatting and enjoying her moment with him. I left for the bar to refresh everyone's drinks and returned with a double for Nadia as well.
After getting the band and roadies refilled and chatting with them for a bit I returned to Nadia and Pieman. He, from the remnants of the conversation, had just been talked into singing his latest for us.
"Sadie, I'll sing the new song for you, since its written in your honor," he said and Nadia glowed. I sat beside Nadia and put my arm around her as Pieman took the stage.
He entertained us for over an hour actually, singing "my song" as well as the rest from the new release. Fortunately, I had turned on the tape recorder while I was floating around the room and I will keep that tape forever. If his fans could have heard him that afternoon they would have heard him at his best. It was such a pleasure to have shared that performance with him. He is quite the talent. And singing that romantic, acoustic ballad to me was wonderful. He never sounded better.
After about an hour, cars started roaring into the driveway. First the delivery boy from the grocers in a loud pickup truck, bringing the food for the weekend and right behind him were Shelly and Martina. I started heading towards the entryway and a couple fellas started following me asking me who was coming.
"Oh, I figured you'd all be getting hungry soon so I called for some party supplies, and while we were at it we called some of our girlfriends to help entertain all of you, I hope it's okay." Pieman walked quickly from the studio calling for the men. They talked in the hallway for a moment and then three of them started following me.
We went outside to the delivery truck and Geoff, one of the men with Pieman, reached in his wallet and gave the boy two hundred dollar bills. He was smiling as Pieman and the other fella, Jerry, started grabbing boxes of foodstuffs from the back of the truck. Shelly and Martina got out of Shelly's car as we reached the truck and they walked toward us.
I introduced the girls to Jerry and Pieman, and pointed out Geoff as we carried the foodstuffs to the kitchen. Sarah showed up with the liquor store order and two of the others carried the boxes in for her. The party was on!
We partied and enjoyed each other's company well into the night with Wronda and Suzi and Lynn arriving before nightfall. We ate the food, drank the wines and liquors and everyone had a wonderful time singing and taking turns playing music together.
It wasn't hard to figure out who would be with whom, it just sort of migrated into couples and groups and before long there were people in different rooms of the house having fun with moans of ecstasy coming from behind different doorways.
Pieman ended up sleeping with Nadia that evening and I slept by myself. I thought it was perfect since she was so in awe of him, and I knew that he'd be there the entire weekend to enjoy us. I share many men with Nadia and, I know, sometimes it's easier to have her break the ice with them alone. Besides, she was such a fan, I knew she needed to feel his unique talents and gifts for herself (Especially with my clit so satisfied from earlier that afternoon.). Pieman doesn't enjoy sex as most men do; he's a very oral lover. Loves to lunch on the women and I knew Nadia would enjoy it as much as I do.
I went on to bed, wrote a few letters and an e-mail to James, masturbated and went to sleep (and got a hell of a surprise).
What surprise...well, Geoff wrote it better himself:
MY VISIT AT SEXISADIE'S
It's late, about two a.m. as I check the doors and windows before going to bed for the evening. I am a security guard for a famous musician who tours the world, quite well known in fact, and he had the brilliant idea to go visit a friend of his while on tour in the mid western USA.
I checked the handle of her front door, found it locked, secure. I softly, slowly creep down the hallway checking to make sure all is fine and well. The hostess of the weekend is a woman named Sadie, a beautiful brunette with long flowing hair and captivating brown eyes. I wanted to get to know her but she was the reason my boss was here for the weekend so I figured I'd best leave well enough alone. I like my job, but I found him lying with her friend and secretary, Nadia, and wondered what Sadie was up to or if she was alone. As I walked past her bedroom door I heard a soft moaning. I slipped off my shoes, to be quieter, and, carrying them, I tiptoed in my socks softly towards the sound. The door was closed, so painstakingly, I started to open it ever so slowly, ever so quietly.
Finally, the door opens and I start releasing the handle. A faint humming noise now also comes to my ears. My heart is beating wildly as I push the door open to peek inside.In the dim moonlight I can make out a person on the bed, lying on her back, her head close to me and her feet farthest away. Lying there, her knees raised, her hand between her legs, the sound of the vibrator giving away what the hand is doing. Tiny gasps coming from her mouth.
As my eyes become accustomed to the darkness, I can make out the person on the bed better. Sadie, ahhh, how wonderful. As I feel my penis throbbing hard against my jeans, I slide my head back out of her room, and silently start to undress myself, going as quickly as possible, not wanting Sadie to have finished up before I even get there! Off with my jeans, the hardest part, as they are the noisiest. Then, I take off my shirt, the socks, and the underpants, finally freeing my throbbing dick. Then, back to the door, this time on my hands and knees, so as to be able to enter the room without her seeing me.
I approach the bed, close to her legs, making out her pulsating hips as she moved in rhythm with the massager. I see her hand fondling her breast, and the other one holding the dildo. Softly, I move my hand up to her pussy, lightly touching her bare pubic mound and then, ever so lightly, brushing over her hand. She doesn't seem to notice it, so deeply into her fantasy. I then take her hand in mine, my other one on her breast, caressing it. Her eyes stay closed. I move up onto the bed, my body against hers, my dick on her, and only then does she open her eyes!
"I thought you were never coming," she says with a sly grin on her face. I remove the massager and slowly stick my fingers into her, wetting them with her juices that are already flowing. Deeper, deeper as she arches against my hand. I kiss her nipple, feeling it hard in my mouth. I tease it with my tongue before softly biting it, hearing her stifle a scream.
As I remove my fingers, I replace them with my eight inches. It is now so hard that it feels as if it is going to burst! I move on top of her, feeling her legs curl around me, pulling me in even deeper, her hands on my buttocks. I kiss her and start to nibble on her ear as she starts gyrating her hips, faster and faster! Without breathing hard and me moving in time with her we finally orgasm together.
It was a wonderful moment. Lying there inside her cunt as it spasmed, feeling her muscles tighten and grip me firmly as she built higher and higher. I never wanted to climb from her. I wanted to die and stay in her forever. We lay together for a few moments, allowing the mutual orgasms to pass, quivers and jerks and spasms subsiding slowly.
A little later, I kissed her goodnight and silently slipped back into the darkness. My Gawd, now I see why Pieman made us fly half way across the country for a weekend visit.
I hope I have my job in the morning. But if not, it was definitely
worth it. I'll never forget my visit to The Ranch and the home
of beautiful Sexisadie.
