Home On The Range Ch 02

I really appreciate LocoHerb for editing this chapter of "Home On The Range".

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**PLEASE NOTE:

**Author's Note:

Home On The Range

is a continuing story where each chapter builds on previous chapters. If this is your first encounter with

Home On The Range

, I'd like to suggest you read the previous chapters prior to reading this one. Please enjoy!

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Home On The Range

story is one of fiction based on the activities of a real-life. The plot of this story is to follow along as a family interact with the different situations they face in life.

**Before you read this chapter, be advised that it contains very graphic depictions of raw sex between two or more consenting people. IF such depictions upset you or make you lose sleep, PLEASE don't read any further. It's a different-strokes-for-different-folks kind of story.

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For the record: All characters engaging in any sexual activities - are of legal age!

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FROM CHAPTER 1

When the meal was finished my guys went out on the front porch and I cleaned up the supper dishes before grabbing three beers and walking out on the porch. I stopped by each chair and gave each of my men a cold beer. That became our nightly habit for the three of us.

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Chapter 2

Snake yawned and stretched before he stood up and bid grandpa and me a good night. He walked off the porch and headed towards the shed where he had an apartment. I waited for him to get out of sight and immediately shed my panties. Grandpa saw what I was doing, and he took off his boxers. The practice of grandpa and I sitting on the porch naked after snake left for the night also became grandpa and my nightly habit. For the first time in my young life, I enjoyed allowing my man to look at my naked body.

We talked quietly between us and when there was a lull in our conversation I said, "Grandpa the reason I'm going to go see Dr. Lipstein is to get a female checkup and have her give me a birth control pill prescription. Mom suggested I get the birth control shot so I don't have to take a pill every day, but I don't want to get locked into a three-month time period right now. We talked about it and she left it up to me to decide which one I wanted to take. I have to wait until my period is over, that's why I asked you if we could wait to go into town.

"No problem Britt but I have to ask, are you planning on having sex with anyone soon?"

"There's only one guy in this world who will get my virginity and it's the guy I fell deeply in love with recently. Don't get me wrong I was in love with this guy before but now I know how deep my love for him runs."

Grandpa smiled at me without saying a word. We sat on the porch for another half hour sometimes talking and most of the time just enjoying the peacefulness of the evening. Grandpa said, "Come on Britt, let's head into bed, it's getting late and we have to get up early."

I stood up and collected the three beer bottles and my panties while grandpa picked up his boxers. Grandpa put his hand on my ass as we walked across the porch and into the house. I went to the kitchen to put the bottles away and turned off the lights. I found grandpa waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs. As normal, he allowed me to walk upstairs ahead of him, so he had a clear view of my ass and pussy.

At my bedroom door I stopped and turned towards grandpa and gave him a loving hug. My naked body pressed against his, felt so wonderful. I held him for a long time before I said, "I have to pee."

We released each other and I darted into the bathroom, grabbed a tampon from the cabinet under the sink and sat down on the toilet. I peed and then ripped open the paper on the tampon. I pulled some toilet paper off the roll and held it so I could wrap my bloody tampon in it. I knew grandpa was at the open door when I peed but when I was pulling my tampon out of me, I looked up and saw grandpa still standing there, watching my every move.

At first, I felt the heat of my embarrassment travel through my body and then I settled down and asked, "Have you watched this stuff before grandpa?"

He cleared his throat as he replied, "Yes honey, your grandma and I didn't have any secrets either. Each of us knew all about each other. I hope I'm not embarrassing you by standing here watching you."

"Not really. Not now anyway. When I first looked up and saw you, I was a little, but this is all part of nature and since I came here, I've learned a lot for a city girl." I finished changing my tampon and wiped my pussy. While I was washing my hands, grandpa stepped past me and started to take a leak. (as he called it)

I watched grandpa because he was the first male, I'd ever seen pee. When he got near the end, he squirted a few extra times and then he shook his cock a few times to get the few drops that were left inside him, out. I stood in the doorway while he washed his hands and then we came together again and hugged. When we separated, each of us went to our own room. On that night, there was no pretense of trying to cover my body. I laid down on my bed and quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, I started another new habit of wearing only my panties and carrying my tank top downstairs for breakfast. My men didn't mind looking at my mostly naked body as I moved around cooking breakfast and setting the food on the table. The truth be told, it sort of excited me to have the full attention of my men.

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The day finally came when I had my doctor's appointment and as usual, of late, I served my men breakfast dressed only in my panties. The three of us, I had become one of the decision makers, decided to go down to the barn, feed the animals, clean the pens and stalls before snake took off to the field.

As snake disappeared down the road on his tractor, I quickly shed my panties and walked over to grandpa and relieved him of his pants, boxers and t-shirt. We puttered around in the barn and did some things that needed to be done. The place where grandpa and I were working in the barn was by the saddle racks with a wide variety of saddles on them. I asked grandpa which horse he was going to have me ride and what saddle.

Grandpa kept working as he told me he was going to buy a new saddle to fit me along with a proper pair of boots to fit in the stirrups. I asked again which horse he was going to have me ride and he said, "He ain't here yet. I'm having him trained and he'll be here before we are ready to round up some cattle."

"Are you saying, you bought me a horse?"

"Well, I tried to get him for free, but that asshole wouldn't go for that. I guess you can say I had to buy him, but he'll be worth every cent. All you'll have to remember is to hang on to the saddle horn, so you don't end up on that pretty little ass of yours. I don't want you to hurt yourself or worse, get run over by the cattle. The horse will do all the work, all you'll have to do is stay on his back and point him in the right direction. By the time we get him he'll be trained as a cutting horse and you'll have time to learn how to handle him or him handle you."

I rushed over to grandpa and gave him a hug. He hugged me back while saying, "I won't get any work out of you when it comes time to bring in some beef if you don't have a horse. You can't run after them on foot. It's ain't no big deal for a rancher but for a city girl like yourself, I guess it is."

We finished the work in the barn so grandpa said, "Let's head up to the house and get cleaned up so we can head into town. I picked up grandpa's clothes and my panties and we walked up to the house without a care in the world.

We went up stairs and took turns showering. For the first time since I left Cleveland, I took time to fix my hair and use a little eye liner and lip gloss. I never did use a lot of make-up on my face, it's my belief that's why I have creamy skin and not all pimply like some people my age.

When I finished, I went into my bedroom and picked up the tank top and shorts that I had selected to wear. I started down the stairs and had to turn around and grab a small towel out of the linen closet so I could sit on it in the truck.

I walked downstairs to find grandpa relaxing on the front porch. He looked me up and down and then he whistled. "HOLY SHIT GIRL! I know you are beautiful but what did you do to yourself to become model material?"

"Oh, grandpa you're just saying that because I'm your granddaughter."

"No honey, YOU ARE MODEL MATERIAL, I kid you not. I'm speaking as a red-blooded male not, not as your grandfather."

"Well, thank you. I appreciate you thinking I'm beautiful. Did I tell you that I love you grandpa?"

"I'm not sure if you have or not but keep saying it, that's something I love to hear from you."

"Are you going to get dressed or are you going to ride naked in my truck again?"

"Grandpa, do you want me to get dressed? I will if you want me to."

"Oh, girl, you're going to be the cause of my heart attack if you keep up your shenanigans. But since you're already naked, you might as well stay that way. Are you ready to go?"

"I am, so let's go. I want to ride into town naked like I did the last time."

"We walked down to the barn and I put my towel down on the passenger seat while grandpa checked the oil and water under the hood. I was seated with the door open so some of the hot air could get out. Grandpa got into the truck and started it up. It roared to life and he let it idle for a couple of minutes before he asked, "Are you ready? Fasten your seat belt."

We rode for a few minutes before grandpa said, "You know Britt, even your grandma didn't ride in my truck naked. I love it, you certainly give this ole truck some class."

"Did mom ride in your truck naked, grandpa?"

Grandpa's head snapped around towards me and he stared in my direction for more than what I felt was safe before he asked, "What did your mother tell you about us?"

"Grandpa don't get worried. Anything mom and I shared is only between the two of us and no one else, not even dad."

"You are your mother's kid. I used to ask a question and she answered it without telling me what I want to know."

I smiled at grandpa and said, "Must be a woman thing. You'll get over it."

When I saw the town's buildings in a distance, I unbuckled my seat belt and put my feet into my shorts before I lifted my ass up, ... up further than I needed to, to pull my shorts up to my waist. When I looked at grandpa his eyes weren't on the road. I giggled and reached for my tank top. The top I chose was short but would make me decent.

Grandpa checked his watch and said, "We should stop by the doc's office first and get that out of the way before we go to the other places where we need to go."

I watched grandpa navigate the truck through town and park in front of a building that looked vacant. I looked at the building and then at grandpa before I asked, "Where do I go? Would you go with me?"

Grandpa looked at me for a few seconds before he opened his door and said, "Come on let's go. I used to go in here with your grandma all the time."

I walked around in front of the truck and grabbed grandpa's hand and we walked into the doctor's office together. We walked up to the nurse's station and grandpa greeted her. She offered her condolences to grandpa for his loss and all grandpa said was, "She was the best woman in the world. I sure do miss her."

The nurse passed me a clip board with some papers on it and told me when I was done filling them out, to bring them back. I walked over to a chair and sat down to fill out the forms. This was the first time I've ever done this because my mom always took care of the forms for me. Grandpa stayed at the window and talked to the nurse about grandma and anything else that came to mind.

When I finished the forms and signed them, I took the clip board back up to the nurse. She asked me a few questions while she made a folder with my name on it. When she was finished, she told me the doctor was ready to see me. She told me to walk through the door on the right and as I turned to do that the nurse asked grandpa, "Are you coming in with Brittany, Frank?"

I turned and said, "Come on grandpa, if you want to come in, it's ok with me. After all we are family."

Grandpa followed me through the door so we could follow the nurse down to the examination room. The nurse had me step up on the scale before she pointed to the chair, she wanted me to sit in. Grandpa had been in the room before, so he sat down in the chair on the opposite wall.

The nurse took my blood pressure, along with my pulse and respirations before she took my temperature. When she opened the door, she said, "The doctor will be in shortly."

When the doctor opened the door, she saw me sitting in one chair and grandpa in the other and she greeted both of us by shaking our hand. She looked at grandpa and said, "I sorry about your wife, she was a great woman."

Grandpa acknowledged what the doctor said and agreed with her. Then he said, "This is my granddaughter Brittney, but we call her Britt for short."

Dr. Lipstein looked at me and said in an official voice, "Your grandpa isn't your husband, are you sure you want him in here while I examine you? I will have to check your breasts as part of your exam. I have to ask you that question directly because of the new HIPAA law."

Without a lick of hesitation, I said, "Grandpa is family, so I want him to stay with me. I really don't care what you have to do to me to finish this exam."

"Frank, are you sure she's a city girl? She sounds more like a girl that grew up out here on the range?"

Grandpa laughed and said, "Her mother grew up out here and from what I understand from Britt, she has a special no secret relationship with her mom. As you probably remember, her mother was almost the same way. What's that old saying, daughter like mother."

All of us laughed and then the doctor had me sit up on the examination table. While she was examining me, she asked plenty of questions. She asked about my menstrual cycle and I told her I just finished my period two days ago, that's why we delayed my appointment until today.

Dr. Lipstein checked everything, eyes, ears, nose, throat, chest, abdomen including my reflexes with the little rubber hammer. When she was almost finished, she laid the back of the table down flat and checked my abdomen again and asked me about my sex life. I told her I was still a virgin. She lifted my tank top and checked my breasts which grandpa didn't see what she was doing because he was sitting behind her. She moved the back of the table back up, so I was back in the sitting position. She sat on her stool and started talking to me about the Depo-Provera® injections. She told me about the advantages of the shot instead of taking the pill.

She said, "Britt, since you just finished your period a couple of days ago, if I give you the shot today, you'll have to wait at least seven days before you have unprotected sex. If I give you to pill, it's basically the same wait time."

"I giggled, "Doctor, I'm still a virgin and after all these years and not having sex, I'm positive I can wait another seven days. Besides, where the hell are all those stud cowboys, I heard about being out here?"

"I mean, I'm on a ranch in the middle of nowhere with two older men and one of them being my grandpa (sorry grandpa I don't mean that in a derogatory manner) and when we drove through town just now, there ain't nobody on the street."

Grandpa chuckled and said, "Yep, just like her ma."

Dr. Lipstein smiled and said, "Ok Britt, you have to understand it's part of my job to tell you that."

"I know doc, I just had to say that so you would understand, I don't have a line of guys waiting to get in my panties, even if I was wearing some. I think I'd like to try the pill for the first go around and see what happens instead of jumping into the water for three months."

Dr. Lipstein called the nurse in and told her get a sample pack of birth control pills for me. The nurse unlocked the cabinet and did as the doctor requested. She handed the little plastic case with a month's supply of pills in it to the doctor who in turn talked to me about how to take them as she was handing them to me.

Dr. Lipstein looked at me and asked if I had any questions for her. I asked her a few questions and she answered them. I told her I felt comfortable with her and she replied, "That's great Britt because if you want a different doctor, you'll have to travel about one hundred miles East to find the closest one.

I laughed, "Ok, thanks for the info. I don't think I want to travel any further than from the ranch to the town. Thank you very much for seeing me."

Dr. Lipstein gave both grandpa and me a hug and then opened the door. We stopped by the nurse's station and grandpa was going to pay for the exam and pills, but the nurse told him that my mom had already pre-paid for everything. Grandpa and I said our goodbyes and left the office.

The next stop we made was the saddle and boot store. We went in and the owner came over and offered his condolences to grandpa. They talked a few minutes while I wandered around and looked at all the different saddles. When they finished talking, they found me, and grandpa explained what he wanted me to have. He told the guy since I was a girl, he wanted me to have a padded cutting saddle. The guy showed us what he had in padded cutting saddles and pulled a couple down and put them on racks so I could sit on them.

I swung my leg over the first saddle and both grandpa and the store owner agreed the saddle was too big for me. When I started to get off that saddle, I looked down and noticed the leg of my shorts gapped open and I guessed from the front, grandpa and the store owner could most likely see my pussy because I wasn't wearing panties.

Anyway, I got off that saddle and got on another one and this time I did look down and saw the leg was really gapped when I was sitting. I looked up at grandpa and saw he was looking at the saddle or more specifically, the center of the saddle where my legs were spread. Both grandpa and the store owner looked at the saddle with me on it and again agreed it was too big for me. Finally, after trying a couple more cutting saddles, without selecting one, grandpa told the store owner to order a saddle in my size.

We picked out a brown leather saddle with a pink leather top on the padding and pink trim around the back of the saddle seat. The store owner said it would take about a week for the saddle to come in. He asked grandpa if he wanted matching tack for the saddle and grandpa told him he did.

Grandpa also told him I would need a rifle scabbard, so we picked out one which was set aside for when I came back to pick up the saddle. Grandpa told me to go over and select a saddle blanket for my horse.

Next, we walked over where the chaps were hanging up on pegs. I didn't know what chaps were until grandpa selected a pair with pink trim on them and took them off the peg. I looked at him and then the chaps and he laughed and said, "Don't worry city girl, I know what you will need so just go with me on this."

I laughed and said, "OK, western cowboy, make your granddaughter into a western cowgirl."

He helped me fasten them around my waist and I found out the leather was kind of rough on my skin. We didn't fasten all the straps down to my legs, but I got the idea of what they were going to do. Grandpa told me I would have to wear coveralls or pants when I put the chaps on to go riding. We had to exchange the chaps for a shorter pair because the ones I had on, were touching the floor. We found a pair that grandpa was satisfied with, so we set them aside.