“Mountain Girls Have No Rules” 1

“Mountain Girls Have No Rules” 1

* I guess you could say I was in the right place at the right time. I was a ’Revenue Agent’. My job was to catch mountain people making illegal whiskey in a device called a ’still’.

I better explain. ‘moon shine’ means whiskey made from a backwoods still. These two twin girls, Bella and Jennifer were raised in the backwoods. They can’t read or write…. so I’m typing their story on my lap top. Here it is…. as mainly Bella tells it so far…..

___ Where I growed up our parents ran a still thing that made whiskey. They was a gone for weeks at time. I’m Bella and my sister is Jennifer.

We cain’t read or write, so Ben is a writ’in this for me on his flip box thing, or lap top he calls it.
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__We lived way way back in the hills. No phones, no computers, just us…then one day a hunter happened to come by the woods behind our house.

We never went to school and a young man hunter rightly got us curious. At the time we was also just getting curious about these new feeling we were gett’in in our bodies. Our nipples was a grow’in first, then our tits. Jen said she found a spot on her pussy that felt good when she rubbed it. We were in the woods and she reached in my overalls and rubbed my pussy where that spot was. Now I too felt the tickle things she was a feel’in. As she continued on to rubb’on it, I said: “Lemme feel yers Jen.” and I put my hand in her overalls. We didn’t wear no panties or them bra things. I felt around her pussy until I found this bump of skin like mine. I rubbed it and she said: “That’s it Bell, keep on a rubb’on it just like that.

That was our first time gett’in a right nice thrill with each other. Rubbing our own pussy’s felt good, but hav’in someone else a rubb’in it was even better. We unhooked our overalls and laid naked on the leaves.

My new titties was now a popp’in out. I was gett’in a shape in my waist and butt and Jen was too. We were feel’in mighty sexy look’in now. We had long blond hair and we started like’in to look at us in the mirror.

That day we rubbed each others pussys and started talking about boys. I said: “Is this sex we’re a having Jen?”

“I don’t know,….. I guess so, boys must do this to girls.” Jen said.

“It sure feels good, it’s a making my titties itch some too Jen.” I felt my own titties and told her that feeling my own titties felt good and did hers do that too.