Shelby’s fifteen-year-old yellow Volkswagen Bug sputtered as it chugged along the road leading off-campus. She’d grown used to the students’ stares a long time ago.
At the first stoplight, she swapped her black-rimmed glasses for a pair of sunglasses, then slid off her ponytail holder, letting her long waves of strawberry-blonde hair kiss her shoulders.
“Whew! You did it, girl!” she said aloud. "Home sweet home, here I come!"
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Daddy stepped out onto the front porch when he heard tires churning the gravel in front of their white-painted farmhouse. A broad smile spread across his weathered face.
“Daddy!” She flew open the car door and ran to him, jumping into his farmer-tanned arms.
"Welcome home, baby girl."
"It's good to be home," She rested her head on his shoulder, then frowned at his scent. “You're still smoking that pipe, Daddy.”
"Hey, before you start your mothering, dinner's ready, so let's get inside and eat. Afterward, you can tell me all about—"
"SHELBY!" A girl blessed with a mass of blonde curls burst out the screen door. Shelby's daddy twisted his body out of the way just in time to let the petite ball of fire jump on his daughter. Both girls fell to the ground giggling in a tangled mess of limbs.
"Bestie! I've missed you so much!"
Shelby squeezed her friend until Lulu squealed, "I can't breathe, Shelby."
Daddy reached his hands out to help the girls up and said, "Lulu's been here for hours waiting on you."
Once standing, Shelby pulled Daddy and Lulu into a group bear hug. "I'm so tickled to be home with my two favorite people."
Daddy kissed his daughter on the cheek, then squeezed free and gently nudged the girls toward the door. "Let's get inside and eat before the food gets cold."
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After dinner, Shelby and her daddy wandered outside for some fresh air. She leaned against the porch railing, gazing up at the sky. "Daddy, why are there more stars here than in the city?"
"Baby girl, I reckon they know we'll take the time to look at 'em." He kissed the top of her head. "Now, I better turn in. You and Lulu get some sleep too, you hear?"
"We will." She winked at him.
Shelby walked over to the porch swing as Daddy held the door for Lulu; she had a purple popsicle in one hand and a red one in the other.
"Goodnight, Lulu."
"Goodnight, Mr. Watkins. Thanks for letting me stay over her first night back."
"Wouldn't have it any other way." He paused at the door and smiled at how his daughter's face lit up when Lulu plopped down beside her and handed her a popsicle. His worries that college in the city might change her were for nothing.
They leaned their heads together as they chattered and licked their popsicles while the fireflies twinkled around them.
"So, you really didn't find any guy on campus to give your goodies to?"
"There's plenty of cute ones, but I didn't have the time. School was tough. Really tough." Her voice cracked. "I can't fail, Lu. Daddy won't admit it, but he needs me."
Lulu lay her head on her friend's shoulder. "You can do it, Bestie. It's a good plan too. You WILL become the BEST VET EVER, start your own business, then you'll tend all the animals and make plenty of money. Nearest vet's still thirty miles away, and I heard my daddy grumbling about it just the other day."
"Thanks, Lu, and that buzzing bunny you gave me helped take the edge off."
Lulu laughed. "It's called a ‘rabbit’, silly."
"Well, the rabbit was all I needed."
Lulu stopped the swing and turned to face her friend. "Hey, do you remember our popsicle kisses?"
Shelby giggled. "Of course I do."
"Wanna do it now? For old time's sake?"
Shelby's face lit up. "Yes! You go first!"
Lulu parted her lips then closed them around the tip of the popsicle, making a slurping sound. She withdrew her red-stained, sticky lips then planted them on Shelby's waiting lips.
Shelby squealed then withdrew. "Ooooooo, cold!" She licked the tasty cherry-flavored syrup from her lips. "My turn."
Lulu gasped when Shelby deep-throated hers before withdrawing and kissing her.
Both girls opened their mouths and tongued one another before breaking the kiss and bursting into a fit of giggles.
They both bit off the tip and savored it inside their mouths. "We shared a lot of popsicles that summer, didn't we?"
"Yep." Shelby licked the purple juice threatening to run down her stick. "And learned how to give the best blowjobs ever."
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"Shelby, LuLu, what y'all doin' in here?"
"Just seeing what you're doing," they answered in unison.
"Well, Bobby got stung by a bee and puffed up like a red balloon, so I gotta do his job and get this barn cleaned. So, don't you girls bother me."
"We're just here to watch, Tyler." Shelby crossed two fingers behind her back and added, "Promise."
She, wearing daisy dukes and a yellow tank top, leaned against one of the stalls and took a long look at his sweaty shirt stuck to his body like a second skin. He's beefed up some while I was at school.
With her popsicle dripping down her fingers, she quickly lifted the cold, syrupy treat to her lips. He gave her a side-glance but continued raking the hay. She teased him by gingerly kissing the tip a few times. After each taste, her tongue swirled around her lips while she released an exaggerated moan.
"You like my lip gloss, Ty?"
He looked up at her. "I guess so."
"It's a pussy-pink color."
He rolled his eyes. "Shelby, if your daddy heard that nasty talk outta your mouth, he'd take a switch to your hind end for sure."
"No, he wouldn't. Mama was always the one—" She blinked back a tear and took another lick of her popsicle as Lulu and Tyler flashed her sympathetic looks.
"May I have a lick too, Shelby?"
Shelby extended the popsicle toward her, and Lulu leaned in and slowly dragged her tongue up the side. "Mmmm! Good!"
"Take your top off," Shelby whispered in her ear.
To Tyler's surprise, LuLu yanked her tank top over her head and tossed it on him. Giggling, Shelby touched the cold treat to Lulu's nipples, holding it there until a sticky film remained. "Eeeeeeeeee!" squealed Lulu. "It's so cold!"
"Now, lick it off."
Lulu lifted her tit and bowed her head until her extended tongue connected with her grape-flavored nipple. Shelby didn't realize her own tongue was flicking the air as she watched Lulu, but Tyler's fixated eyes didn't miss a thing. His resolve was melting faster than that popsicle.
"Here, you lick with me."
Both mouths dove at the fast-melting treat, hungrily licking and lapping, with their lips occasionally bumping into one another. Noses touched. Tongues jockeyed for position over the tip. It had become an intimate battle with the popsicle. Poor Tyler could only watch in misery, desperate for something in his mouth — or a mouth on him.
Lulu and Shelby decided they'd tortured him enough and moved in front of him, kneeling with their mouths open like little birds.
"You win, girls." He fumbled with his belt, unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock out.
Lulu dove in first, gulping him down in one swoop.
"Whoa!" He grabbed hold of a stall board to steady himself.
While Lulu sucked him, Shelby sucked her popsicle. When she had her mouth nice and cold, she bumped LuLu outta the way and slid him into her chilly mouth.
"Yikes, girl, that's cold!"
Lulu laughed and took the popsicle from Shelby's hand. She synced her head bobs on the popsicle with Shelby's head bobs on Tyler and then they'd switch. Right when Tyler's cock heated back up, a cold mouth went down on him. He'd never been edged like that before but felt the payoff building in his balls.
"Uh, uh, girls, I'm gonna—"
Shelby pulled him out of her mouth just in time for the girls to watch the fountain of cum shoot in the air.
"Jesus!" Ty yelled as he continued to squirt. Both girls had their hands on him, milking him dry.
When he finally finished cumming, he knelt down and rolled over onto his back in the hay with his eyes closed.
Lulu leaned over and poked him with the popsicle stick. "You think he's dead?"
Shelby laid down beside him and listened for his heartbeat. "Nope, still here."
"You girls just about killed me, though. Je-sus!"
Lulu glanced at her watch then shrieked, "Shoot, I was supposed to be home an hour ago. See you later, sweet taters!"
Shelby hollered, "Bye," as Lulu grabbed her tank top and ran out the barn door.
Tyler released a long, satisfied moan. "I'm spent now. You happy interrupting my important work?"
Shelby leaned up on an elbow and toyed with the little tuft of chest hair poking out the top of his t-shirt. "Tyler, what you got against fun?"
He sighed. "Your daddy's put me in charge of the barn, and I don't wanna let him down."
"You won't. He's been telling me how he couldn't have made it last fall without you."
"Really? He said that?"
"Yep, so, you can lighten up a little."
"It's just…just…aww, never mind."
"No, tell me."
"I just respect your daddy, and he's treated me like a man. Kinda like his equal, ya know? Trusts me with stuff." He looked away from her as his voice grew low. "Heck, my own daddy never seemed proud of nothing I ever did."
Shelby snuggled her body closer against Tyler and smiled. She was proud of Daddy for making him feel that way.
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"Oh, hi, Daddy." Shelby was headed out the door when she ran into him.
"Shelby, I thought you'd left already."
"Heading out now."
"You be careful now, you hear? Timmy almost blew his hand off just a year or two ago."
"I remember, but, Daddy, Timmy's a numbnut."