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on the farm, by prettygirl

... and etc do it. The farm has a small river behind the barn where the chicken coop is. The strangest relationship I saw was ... the roof on the house had a tree fall on it.

We couldn't find the rooster I looked every where. Mittens was pacing by the ... ... Continue»
Posted by prettygirl 4 years ago  |  Categories: Sex Humor  |  Views: 2114  |  
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Down on the Farm

Chapter 1



I use to think from time to time with fond memories of what brought me to this point in my life. I enjoy what I do; I’m a CPA for a medium sized accounting firm in Chicago. I’ve never married and I’m fine with that. I would have no problems finding a man if I wanted one. I’ve been told I’m attractive. I have brown hair that I keep neck length, good complexion, and my mother’s frame. She is pinup model quality. Large hips, thick thighs, narrow waist with a bit of belly. I thought that was from my birth and she just never got rid of it, but I’ve got one too. It formed around my 17th birthday. Now at age 28 it’s a little bigger (in part due to reasons you’ll read about), I can hide it with the right fashions. I’m also very top heavy, I’ll just leave it at that. My height may intimidate some (at six feet three), but that is their problem. But as far as men go, I just don’t have an interest in them. To understand why, I have to start my story at the beginning of my “adventure.”

My father used to be a bomber pilot for the Navy during the Vietnam War. From what my mother told me, he flew the A6 bomber. On one of the missions his plane was shot down and he was never found. The military listed him as MIA. I was only 2 years old at the time, so I only have vague short images of my father. Before he was drafted, my mother told me they were going to keep the f****y farm going that my grandfather on my mother’s side past down to her before he died. My mom tells me that her dad and my dad got along so well you would think they were b*****rs. I guess my grandfather kind of adopted him, since his parents died in a car crash at an early age.

My parents started to take over the farm when her father got sick, had a stroke that pretty much knock all the wind out of his sails. My mother and father married a few months before that happened. Once he could no longer operate the farm, my parents stepped in. Just a few months later, my father received a draft notice. Since he used to crop dust for a living (this is how he met my mother living on the farm), the military assessed him as a natural for a pilot. Next thing he knew, a few months later he was flying bomber missions over Vietnam.

During this time, my grandfather passed away. My mother knew it was coming, but was still distraught about it for a while. Once she got over that, she gets a notice from the navy that her husband was shot down on a mission over some area in Vietnam that she couldn’t pronounce. Although his death was never confirmed, there was little chance that he made it out of his plane before it crashed. So he was listed as MIA. Two month later, I came along. Other than some old photos and a marriage certificate, I’m the only living example of their love.

My mother never remarried, or even dated for that matter. It was just the two of us. The farm was fairly large, so there were hired hands that took care of most of the work, so mom took care of the administration side. Other than our time together, she put most of her life into the farm. It was quite successful. Most of what the farm did was along the lines of a dairy farm. We also had some sheep that was used for wool, but dairy was where most of the money was, and Wisconsin is the dairy state. When her and my father took over the farm, it was a mix of things, some dairy, some corn, some wheat, and some livestock. There were the common farm a****ls around, just because it wouldn’t be a farm without them. So mom kept some of the “typical” farm a****ls and sold much of the land for housing development. The cash that yielded along with smart business moves set us up financially for good.

When I started to reach my mid teens I started to get curious about boys, relationships, and of course, sex. It was during this time I began to wonder what my mother did to “relieve” herself. My mother had me when she was 19, so we were always very close. We acted more like s****rs than mother and daughter.

It was when I was 18 I came across my mothers stash of playthings. It was the first time she and I were apart for more than a couple of days. There was a dairy convention of some sort going on in Indianapolis and she was going to be gone for a week. I had proven many times that I was responsible enough to be left alone and take care of things. Mom taught me well. It was summertime and hot. I liked to read, so after I took care of my chores, I went up to the loft of one of the barns, closest one to the house. It is built on top of a small hill, so with the loft doors open a nice breeze would come through once in a while. While I was in the loft I came across a box that was partially covered by blanket and a hay bale. I was curious as to what it was and opened it. I about fainted when I saw it contained at least a dozen dildos.

My mom and I would talk about everything, so I do know what dildos are. She had even bought me one over two years ago and told me what women did with it. The more I used it, the more I liked it. Over the course of a few months, it did feel as good as it did at first. I talked to my mom about this. She got me one that was a little bigger and suggested I try it. I did and that made the difference. She would ask, “How was that little toy I got you? Did it work out okay?” I answered, “Sure did. I liked the fuller feeling this one gave me.” She told me I was her mother’s daughter. She likes the bigger ones also. The full feeling and stretching gives her orgasm like no other. I didn’t know how big she liked them until now. I pulled out a fairly large one. It was heavy. It had to be at least 18 inches long and about 3 inches in diameter. As I held it, I started to get that familiar itch between my legs that only one thing can scratch, and that’s my toys, or my “new” toys. I don’t think my mom would mind if I helped myself, but I wondered why she hid them up here. We never kept secrets from one another, but she was also known for not volunteering information that was not asked of her. I would have to investigate this later, but for now I had an itch to scratch.

It was not hard for me to get worked up. The book I was reading was one of those collections of romance stories. The collection that filtered out the long winded stuff and got down to the action. It seems that in no time my clothes were off. It was about 4 in the afternoon, so I knew that I would not be disturbed by any of the farmhands as they go home around 3:30. My cunt started drooling at what I was about to do. I didn’t even think about trying something smaller to work my way up to this monster, I just started to rub the big rubber head back and forth across my gooey snatch. It was feeling soooo good. I started to push a little, then back off. I did this over and over again until the head started to go in a little. As my cunt cream would lubricate the thick rubber shaft, more of it would penetrate me further. This pole had a flat base on the end, so I stood it on end and squatted over it and started again. This time I was bouncing up and down on it. Each time I would let a little more go in. I couldn’t push too much in at once because it was dry. Once my juices coated further down, I could take more. I lost track of time as I did this. This dildo did such a better job of filling me than the dildo I was previously using. After an unknown period of time, the full feeling blossomed into many multiple orgasms. As my cunt would contract from an orgasm, it would then loosen, almost slacking out. This was usually the opportunity I would take to push it further in, then another orgasm would start and my cunt would contract. This went on for a couple of times. The last orgasm I had was so powerful my legs went weak and I fell back. My eyes were clutched shut so tight I could see stars.

When it subsided I got a shock. I looked at my belly and saw what looked like something trying to poke out of it. It looked about the size of a baseball. I thought for a moment that I might have ruptured something. Carefully feeling around I felt sore, but no real pain. As I moved to pull the dildo out, I realized that I nearly took the whole thing inside me when I fell backwards. I had no idea that my hole was that elastic. As my fear was set aside, I started to get excited again at taking so much rubber in my gut. I grabbed the end sticking out of my cunt and started to pull it out. The lump in my belly went down as I did and I had another orgasm at the feelings that were being generated in my lower region. Since there was no pain, only pleasure I pushed it back it. The lump would rise up slightly, and then go down as I pulled it back out. As my pussy cream lubricated the dildo more, it glided in and out or easily. Eventually the lump would no longer form, no matter how deep I pushed. Only my belly would ripple slightly at the movement from within. I guessed that I stretched out inside. I slowly pulled the dildo out all the way, enjoying the feeling as it did so. I had a small orgasm as the head cleared my opening; I then collapsed back and rested for a bit.

I looked up at the clock in the loft; it was only 4:30. I had started around 4. All that happened in just a half hour? The orgasms were so powerful and so many that times seemed to slow to a crawl. That’s good, because I wasn’t done by a long shot. I just needed a breather. My itch got worse.

After resting for about 10 minutes or so, I went to see what else mom had in her hidden pleasure chest. The one I pulled off the top must have just been the appetizer, larger ones loomed below. I dragged out one that took my breath away. Being on a farm I recognized the shape of this one immediately. It was in the shape of a horse penis. It looked like when the penis is semi erect. It was only a little bigger that the one I just used, so I dug further to see what else I could find.

It was one surprise after another. Only the one that was on top was shape like an oversized human male cock, all the others were molded after horses. I was shocked. What was my mother doing? So many situations and questions started flooding my mind. The thought of my mother using these were enough to remind me of my itch that needed to be scratched. Then I heard one of our horses neigh in the distance. Then I began to wonder if she did anything with the horses. That thought got me so fired up, I just had to simulate what that would feel like. I found a bottle of lubricant in the box, a couple of them actually. Some of them were used up, and some half full. She probably was up here just before she left for the convention. Every so often she would disappear for a couple of hours at a time. There were some times I couldn’t sl**p and would find mom walking outside in the shadows. Sometimes she would come back in, sometimes not. Now I wonder where she was going and what she was doing and what with! I grabbed a dildo that before I would have been frightened of, but now all I wanted to do was f***e this huge rubber horse dong in my snatch. It was 2 feet long easy, from base to head. It was about 4 inches across at the base of the head, then it narrowed about an inch suddenly and then gradually widened to at least five inches at the base. I doubt I could get all the way to the base, but I was going to have fun trying!

I lubed up the head and part of the shaft. I took the half filled tube and put the end into my cunt. I squeezed all the lube into my already gooey, dripping snatch. To get an idea of how much lube, a full tube is about the size of a tube of tub and tile caulk. The lube was very slippery, more so than K-Y. It was also thicker. I stood the cock up on its base and squatted down as before. I rubbed the head back and forth a little. It felt so nice. The different shape was stimulating me in a more erotic way then the first one. I started to push down and to my surprise, it slipped in with no trouble. I began a slow steady push downwards. The rubber cock was going further in inch by inch, but it wasn’t stretching me as much as I though it would. I got about a foot of it in me when I realized that this wasn’t going to do the trick. The lube had gotten me so slick that the horse dildo went in with little resistance. My cunt had gotten greedy. I leaned over to the box with the rubber cock still in me and pushed my hand to the bottom. I put my hand on one that I could barely get my hand around. I tugged it to the top and pulled it out. It had to be two and a half feet long, with a big stable base. At the base were a big set of balls, about the size of melons each. The head resembled that of a flared horse. The head was softer than the rest of the dildo, but it was huge. It had to be every bit of six inches across and five inches tall. The rest of the shaft behind the head was about five inches in diameter and expanded to about eight a foot from the top, then about to 9 or 10 at the base. My loins yearned for this toy. I stood up off the cock that was in me. I didn’t even lube the new one up, I just squatted over it and started rubbing around, then started pushing. As I pushed, the soft head started to compress some. I wondered if this is how a real horse cock would feel.

As the head started to enter, I had an orgasm. Due to my hole contracting I had to temporarily stop my downward decent. As it subsided, my pussy seemed to open up further, trying to suck the rest of the horse dildo inside. I pushed just slightly and the head passed inside where the pressure of the flare sprang out a bit. This triggered the hardest orgasm of the day. After it passed I started to push a little further, then go up and down. Each time I went down, I put a little more into myself. I felt the veins molded onto the cock surface pass into my slacked greasy pussy. This triggered a massive continuous orgasm that didn’t stop until I passed out.

When I came to it was dark outside. I woke up in the darkness disoriented, but the memories of the days events started to quickly return. As I tried to get up to turn on the light in the loft, I notice I had trouble moving. It seems that when I passed out, I sank as far down on the rubber horse cock as far as my pussy would handle. My legs were sore as they were folded under me for hours. I pulled my legs out from under me and sat there waiting for the feeling to fully come back before trying to get up again. As the moon light reflected through the loft opening, I saw the huge head of the horse dildo pushing up through my belly, just a few inches below my rib cage. I didn’t think this was possible. I only felt a dull ache from within. As the feeling came back to my legs, I stood up to remove the rubber cock that was firmly buried within me. I squatted down and put my feet on the base then started to pull my way off it. Inch by inch it came out. It made snap, crackle and pop noises as it did. My body was so tired, but it did manage to put me through a few micro orgasms before the spongy head popped free. The lube that remained inside me oozed out behind the head. I closed the loft doors and turned the light on. I didn’t bother to put things away for now, since mom will not be home for another four days.

Chapter 2


That night I slept restlessly. My cunt was pried so far apart, that it felt empty. I couldn’t sl**p. I had brought the box and its contents with me to my room. I had to put something in me. The emptiness almost felt painful. I grabbed one of the “medium” sized horse cocks out of the box. My cunt was still full of lube, so I just rubbed the rubber head around until some lube seeped out all over the head. I pushed it in and stroked it a few time before bottoming it out inside me. I then fell asl**p and had dreams of horses surrounding me and taking me one by one. In the middle of the night the dildo managed to work its way half out. I woke up and pushed it back inside. I put on a pair of underwear to help hold it in place.

I screwed my now beat up pussy over all the horse cocks that were in that box. For the next few days, I didn’t go anywhere or do anything but screw those cocks. The big one I passed out on I managed to get wedged two feet deep into my box. I even fell asl**p with that monster in my cunt, and can you believe it, it started to fall out like the others. I put on a pair of biking shorts to hold it in place since it was too big and heavy for underwear to hold it. I was getting all I could until my mother got back. I wondered if she would miss it if I took one from the box if she found out, so what? I figured I would do a little spying first, just to see what she would do.

My mother returned from the convention Friday afternoon. She looked rested up; she even had a little bounce in her step. She asked me how things were and such. I said things were fine. She seemed to have her suspicion that I may have been up to something, but seem to have her mind on something else and didn’t press the issue.

That night after we went to bed, I began to work myself on the big rubber horse cock. I heard my mother get up and I froze. I then quickly and quietly jumped into bed and tossed the covers over me. As I did, my mother came into my room to check on me, to see if I was sl**p or not. She lightly called my name, but I remained silent. I didn’t want to start a conversation with my mom at the moment I had a giant rubber horse cock half buried in my cunt. I just laid there with my knees up and feet on the mattress, which is how I sometimes sl**p, but this time is was to make room for my little pleasure tool. Just as my mother left the room, the horse dildo slid out a little and my pussy made a fart noise. Boy that was close. If she heard that, she may have thought twice about what she did next.

I heard mom go out the back door of the house. I got up and looked out my window that looks conveniently into the back yard. I saw her head towards the barn I found her stash in and started to think she was headed there, but she went past that one and entered the next, where the horses are kept. Oh damn! I’ve got to go see what is going to happen next. As I tried to quickly move, the horse dong reminded me it was still there, the base knocking between my knees as I tried to move quickly. I pulled the dildo out, but that vacant feeling was too uncomfortable in the aroused state I was in. I quickly pushed to get it started back inside. It seemed to take forever, but I finally got the cock fully seated in my cunt. I put on that pair of biking shorts to hold it in place, and then I waddled out to the barn to see what was happening. Since I didn’t want her to know I was spying on her, I crept in though an old door on the side that was used to connect the barn to a chicken coup that was long gone. As I crawled on all fours as I approached the little door, the giant dong in my snatch started to bob up and down and shift back and forth as I crawled. This set off new sensations like a bomb. I let out a gasp as the feelings of an orgasm quickly washed upon me. I stifled myself quickly to keep from being heard. I move slower this time so as not to arouse myself. I had to adjust my speed four times before I could move with any significant progress.

From the time my mother went into the barn and the time I got inside, 20-30 minutes must have passed. If anything was going to happened, it probably already did. I was thinking up a story just incase mom suddenly went back into the house and found me missing when I heard an ooooohhh that was unmistakably her voice. I shuffled over behind some piled up hay bales, which put me about 10-15 feet from where she was. What I saw aroused me so that my cunt contracted on the dildo and made a squelching noise. Fortunately she didn’t hear it, and if she did, she didn’t pay any attention to it, she was too busy. She was sucking Creamsicle’s cock. He was a stallion we owned since birth. I gave him that name because his coat is a cream color. It seemed that she was trying to suck the tip into her mouth, because her lips were at his sheath. The shock that nearly made me orgasm is when she pulled away revealing Creamsicle’s cock. He was fully hard and my mom was deep throating him. His cock had to be at least a foot and a half long and three inches thick, and she had all that cock down her throat! She took a couple of deep breaths and slowly deep throated him again. She held her chin against his balls for a few moments before pulling back off, gasping for air.

Mother then pulled over a padded table with adjustable legs. She adjusted the legs until it leveled out about a foot or so below the belly of Creamsicle. She pushed the table under him, and then squeezed between the table and the horse. It was quite a sight to see my mother with her huge breasts and hips sticking out from under the a****l. She coaxed the a****l back until the middle of his chest was over the edge of the table. Mom scooted back on the table until her head hung off the end. She started taking deep breaths for about the next five minutes, then she coax the horse back forward. His cock had went down some, but my mother stroked it until hard again. Taking a final deep breath and letting it out, she leaned her head back off the table and took Creamsicle’s cock head in her mouth. She was really working it, breathing hard through her nose. She coaxed the horse further forward. Now he started to hump slowly. She pulled on the sides of the horse, coaxing him further forward. My mother stopped her heavy breathing as Creamsicle pickup the depths of his thrusting. Each time he thrust forward, more of his cock would disappear down my mother’s throat. Eventually he was humping her mouth like he would a mare in heat. His balls would slap her forehead on each thrust forward, then he would pull back just enough for mom to get a quick breath before slamming back in.

Creamsicle’s thrusts would begin to pause when he was buried in her throat. He did this a half dozen times then held it there. I could see his ball contract and release over and over again. I knew he was filling her belly with his sperm. I was shocked she could take such a cock down her throat without gagging. I could see the horse cock pulsate each time it shot cum into my mothers willing body. It seemed to take forever, but it was just a few seconds, Creamsicle went soft and pulled back. You could see his cock travel out of her body though bulge in her throat. Her throat collapsed, and then the soft, but large cock head popped out of her mouth, still leaking cum.

Chapter 3

Mom hopped off the bench and finished up the semen that was leaking from Creamsicle’s cock before putting him back into his stall. She then went to Cue Ball’s stall and moved him out. Cue Ball got his name because he was born with no hair. His skin is a bone white color, so the name stuck. Sex was in the air, so it didn’t take long to get Cue Ball aroused. After she sucked him hard, she went a got another horse, this time Franklin. She got him nice and hard too. Cue Ball softened a bit, not much though. Then mom went and got another horse. We have ten horses in all, eight stallions and two mares, but they are in a different barn. She had eventually pulled out the remaining horses. I was amazed at how well they were trained. They all stood in line, side by side. My mother was moving back and forth under them all, sucking their cocks, keeping them hard as she could. I started to think she could use some help, but I save that for when the time is right. For now I wanted to see what she was going to do next.

I started to notice a pattern emerge. Mom pulled out each horse according to size. Each horse was a little bigger than the last, in the cock department anyways. They were all about the same height with very little difference between them. After a while of trying to keep them in a ready state of arousal, she moved over to the bench she was on earlier. She readjusted the legs down by a couple feet. She then knelt down on the bench in a doggy style pose. She then called Cue Ball. He came over and started to sniff then lick her vagina. He did this for about a minute before mom said, “Now Cue Ball, up, up.” Cue Ball then reared up and put his front hoofs onto front of the table. The table was wider at one end that the other, it seems so the horse will have a place to put his front legs. Cue Ball’s huge pink cock was thrusting forward and leaking pre cum almost continuously. His cock started to bounce off my mother’s thighs, her back, and her butt. Once it got between her thighs, Cue Ball seemed to know to stay in line and just move it up. Once his cock head got to the mouth of her vagina, he knew he was home free. He pushed forward, burying all 18 inches of his cock into her, to the balls. My cunt winched on the phony horse dick buried deep in my guts, but I realized that the toy in my hole was bigger that what Cue Ball had, so I realized that I could take him if I wanted. I wanted to, but that would have to wait. Cue Ball pounded her pretty good. Since he had no hair, you could really hear their bodies slapping together. Cue Ball then pushed it in tight and held it there. My mom was talking dirty as Cue Ball came inside her. “Yes, oh yes, give me all your cum. Fill me up Cue Ball, fill me! I want to bear you c***dren, get me pregnant so I can have your horse c***d. F**k me deep, more.” Just hearing that made me orgasm slightly. As much as I would like to, I fought it off, trying to stay quiet and watch…and learn.

Once Cue Ball was finished, he pulled out and a stream of cum pour out of my mother’s cunt. Once Cue Ball was finished, he moved back in line where he was before. Then mom called Franklin over. She commanded him up also. His cock was about as long as Cue Ball’s but noticeably thicker. His cock bounced around, searching for a warm hole to put it. My mother was loving it. “Put that big horse dick inside me. Push it deep. Ohhh, yes, there it is. You found my hole, you naughty horse. You want this pussy don’t you? You want this human pussy that wasn’t made for your dick don’t you? F**k me deep, come on, push! Oh yes! I love the way that feels. Yes go in and out, faster. Ooooh, I’m coming so hard. Can you feel my horse sized pussy grip your cock? Cum in me! Fill me up. Oh yes, I can feel you flaring inside me…so deep. Oh yes, I can feel you cumming in me! Yes, yes, yes, oooohh!” Franklin finished and pulled out with an auditable slurp, followed by a rush of semen. Franklin then returned to his place in line.

Next was Carlton. “Carlton, come over here and give mamma what she needs. That’s right Carlton, climb on up here. Quick, don’t tease me, get it inside. You want to put your cock in a nice warm place, don’t you? I have a warm…ooohhh, yes you got it inside. That feels so good! Push, push, push. Ooohhh yes, f**k me hard. Deeper, please go deeper, it need it deep. Go off in me deep. Get me pregnant. Fill me with your potent love sperm, I want your c***d. I want to become fat with your baby. Yeessss, deep, deeper. Ohhh, you’re almost there, deeper. Oh so hot, your cum is so hot. There is so much of it, it’s running back out. You’re finished? I feel you going soft inside me, ooh you’re sliding out.” Carlton was about the same size as Franklin in girth, but appeared to be a little longer. Once he was done, he went back in line.

Now it was Rocky’s turn. Rocky’s cock was fatter and longer that the other by a noticeable difference. Rocky had to be at least two feet long and four or five inches thick. Mom is built like me, so I know if she could take it, so could I. “Rocky, come here Rocky, come to mamma. Up Rocky, yes that’s a good boy. Keep thrusting, you’re getting close. All that horse semen has made me nice and slick for you. My hole is nice and hot and slimy, just the way you like it. Oh, please get it inside, my cunt is still hungry, starving. Come on get it in between these thig…oooooff, yes! That’s the way to curve it in there! Drive it deep, it need it deep…yessss. Oh your soooo good, but you’re naughty! You’re very naughty to like a pussy from a different species. That’s…ohhh…that’s okay…ooooff…I’m naughty too, yes, for loving it so much…ohhh, deeper, yes you’re almost there, push…ohh…yes, yes, yes, push deeper, jam it in there…ooohh yes you’re almost in…so good, so good…yes you’re almost all the way in, just push, don’t thrust, just push…yes…oooooooohhhhh…oooooooohhhh, yes you’re in…you’re in past my cervix you nasty horse you. Pump my womb with your cock, fill it with your sperm. Go have to go deeeeeep to get a boy. I want to have to stallion c***d. I want to get pregnant and give birth to your son. Then he can grow up and f*** the crap out of me too and get me pregnant with his super big hard cock, yesss, I feel you flaring in my womb…yesssss…I can feel you cumming inside me…so good…so good.” Rocky went soft and pulled out of her. Not as much semen came out, I guess if it is deposited up far enough it won’t come out a soon. Rocky resumed his place in line.

Buzz was the next horse to follow my mother’s commands. “Buzz, come over here. Up Buzz, up. That’s right, that’s a good…ohhh…you put it inside so quickly…that’s what I like. Oh yes, stroke back and forth. You’re so long, put it deeper, yesssss…you’re there already…so nice and…oooooooooohhhh…you bad horse, trying to get mommy pregnant. Your cock is sooooo deeeeeep…you’re just keeping it there…you’re not even thrusting…ooooohh…I can feel you flexing…I can feel you bulging…growing…oooooh it feels soooo….aaaahhhh…your flare is…ooooohhh…yessss…cum baby, cum in mama, cum inside me…oh, oh, oh, oh, yesssssssssss. Oh, oh, you’re so good baby. Oh your cum is so hot, yes. You’re getting soft inside. It feels so good. It feels so good to squeeze your softening cock with my cunt. Feel that? Feels good don’t it. Oooohh, you do like it! You’re getting hard again. You want to go at this pussy again? You want to f**k me real good some more? F**k me, do me again, ram it in me. Yes, yes, yes…Oh so nice…nice and deep…ohhhh…you’re cumming again…so soon…oh yes…oh, oh…yessssssssssss. Oh, twice…it was so…ohhhh yes…drag it out slowly…make sure your sperm stays packed inside me…nice…ooohhh.” Once he pulled out, a river of horse cum rushed out like someone turned on a faucet. Buzz then returned to his place in line. I wonder why they go back in line?

Big Foot was called over next. He has larger than normal rear hoofs, hence the name. His cock seemed a little bigger than Buzz’s, or at least the same. “Big, get over here, up, up. You know what you want. You’re a bad horse for wanting human pussy…you shouldn’t want…oooofff…yes…you shouldn’t want human pussy, you…ohhh…should want horse cunt…oooohhh….ooooofff…but you don’t want horse pussy do you? You want my warped out gooey oversized human pussy…oooohhh…then take it…take it all…drive your cock deep…take all you want…ooooooohhh, yesss…like that, push it into my uterus, bloat my belly with horse cum…yes deeeeeper…oooohhh yes, punch it in…that’s how I like it…long…ohhh…fast strokes…oooff…ohhh…just like that…yes fill me with your cum…so nice…ooohhh…your flaring soooo deeeeep inside…you’re sure to get me pregnant you naughty horse…**** my pussy and get me pregnant so…ohhh…I can bare…ooooff…bare you a bastard c***d…oh…so he can grow up…ooooohh…and **** me too…ooohh…so deeeep…then the two of you…ohhh…will take turns…oooooff…r****g me…promise you two…ohhhhh…will **** me…ohhh…that’s right, all your cum baby, all your cum.” Once Big Foot finished, that left one horse remaining.

Clyde was the last one. We named him Clyde because he is a Clydesdale breed. We got him when he was four months old. We’ve had him three years now and his is the biggest horse we have. The cock he has hanging between his legs is bigger that the fake one between mine. I didn’t think mom could take it, but she called him over, just like the others. “Clyde, up, up. Yes by big special boy, you gonna give it to mamma. You’ll give it to me real special like. Ohhh…your cock head is banging hard against my cunt. You want inside don’t you? You’re the biggest of them all and you want inside…push your way inside…yessss…I feel it slooowly going it…oh it so big…almost too big…almost…push it deep…you bad horse…you…ooohh…going to make mamma cum…that’s a bad thing…ooohh…to f**k a human and make her cum…so I’ll have to make you cum too…ohhh…its…ooooh…its only fair…yesssss…drive it deeeeep…don’t worry about hurting me…just relieve your aching balls inside my cunt. Oh yes, I can see the outline of your cock in my belly…its going in and out…up and down…yesssss sooooo good and deeeeeep. F**k me…ohh…yessss you’re cumming…your flare makes me look pregnant…make me pregnant for real…**** my cunt…ohhh yes…your softening cock feels so nice after such a big cum…it makes me… ooooohhh… cuuuummmmmmmmm…ooohhh…yesssss.” After that Clyde pulled out a cock so large it would think it would have cause some real damage, if not kill someone. Clyde then joined the others back in line.

Each horse only took about 2 minutes to copulate with mom. I see why she took so many. Mom stood up and the horse batter just oozed from her wide open cunt. She went over to Creamsicle’s stall and led him out next to the rest of the horses. Mom went back and forth sucking them all, cleaning the fluids of their union off their cocks. Then mom went back over to the table and assumed the doggy style pose again. She wasn’t about to take them all again, was she?

She called Creamsicle over. Mom never screwed him, just sucked him off. It looked like she was going to let him get some of that gooey dripping snatch. “Come over here Creamy, yes, up, up. That’s right, you know what mamma wants now, yes…put it in my pussy…that’s right…get it nice and slippery…I know…you don’t want me to pull away…off that cock of your…here…yessss…you put it back in…yessss, that feels good…you put it in my ass…ooohh that’s nice…you dirty horse you… sodomy… plundering my bowels like that…ohh…you’re so deep in my ass…yes, yes, faster, faster, ohh I feel you coming in my ass…ohh yessss…pull it out, I’ll clean it off for you with my mouth…ooohh…yes…nice.” I couldn’t believe mom took Creamsicle in her butt. I’ve played with my butt hole many times, but I never thought one would stretch that much! She wasn’t done either!

She screwed the remain horses the same way except the last two, Big Foot and Clyde. Mom, weak legged climbed off the table and readjusted the legs for a higher platform. I knew this had to be the finality because after anal sex, she cleaned their cocks with her mouth before putting them away. This time she mounted the table on her back. She brought both horses on either side of the table. “Yes, you two are going to do me at the same time…Big Foot, I putting you in my ass…here…now push…ohh yessss…that’s it, get as deep as you can…oh that’s nice…that’s it, thrust…oooohhh…okay Clyde…your cock is so nice and big…ooohhh…I can only…oooooohh…do this with the…ooohhh…the two of you…ooohh…because you two are so…ooh…big…okay Clyde…push, push, yesssssss…both of you inside me at the sametime… ooooooohhh… I’m coming so hard…can you two feel it?...I’m clamping down with my cunt and ass…ohhh…ooooooooohhhh…it feels so damn good!!!...plunder me…ohh…you two are so bad…so naughty…ooooohhh…so bad to gang **** me like this…the two of you forcing me to take the two of you at the sametime…ooohh…ooooofff…the two of you should be ashamed of yourselves…this is sick…two horses r****g a helpless woman in the ass and pussy at the same time…oooohh…there’s not enough room inside for the two of you…ohh…but you don’t care…you just want to f**k me…turn me into your human cum dumpster…you horses are so nasty…fucking me so hard…oohh no…noooo…the two of you are flaring at the same time…how could you do this to a poor defenseless human woman…ohhh…your cum is so hot…splashing in my bowels…and in my pussy…you bad horses…you are going to make me cuuuummmmmmooooooohhhhhh… ohhh, you made me cum soooooo hard…oh no…oh no… I’m cumming agaiiiiiiinnnnn… someone help me, I’m being gang ****d by two horses…they are making me cum over and over again, help, someone help, I’m going to pass out, ohh..their cocks are softening inside me…you bad horses, you hear that…all that smacking noises from all that cum you two dumped inside me…it’s going to take me forever to get all that cum out…and you in my pussy, I bet you got me pregnant with your bastard c***d you dirty horse. No, no, don’t drag them out together, you’re making me cum again…help…someone help…I’m going to faint…I’m cuummmmmmmiiiiinnnnnnggggggg…oohhh.”

Once she passed out, I could finally enjoy an orgasm of my own, but just a little one. I crawled out of the barn and back to the house. The dildo jiggling in my cunt made it near impossible to get back to the house standing, but once in my room I let loose. I came so hard I pushed that big fake rubber horse cock half out of me, despite the biking shorts holding it in place. I didn’t care how much noise I made, I had to find relief. My final orgasm caused me to pass out. Without any pushing from my orgasms, the elastic of the biking shorts pulled the dildo back inside me.


Chapter 4

Over the next six months or so, I would sneak out to the barn whenever my mother would go for one of her night time strolls. As winter started to set in, the horses were kept in the barn most of the time. The barn was heated, sometimes it was too hot in there, now I know why. My mom would go through her normal routine in doing the horses, but she would mix up what she actually did with them. Sometimes she would take all eight of them on, sometime two or three. I’m guessing that mom started getting into horses a year or so prior to my discovering her escapades. It was about then I noticed a small change in the way her attitude was. She seemed happier than usual. I didn’t think much of it, but I was glad she was happier most of the time.

It was during this time my body started developing more rapidly. I though I was doing okay, but over the winter I really started to blossom more, much more. I was always tall and my frame started to fill out some, but I was still a little lanky which looked strange on me because I had a little bit of a belly. As winter started to turn into spring I really started to gain weight. I must have put on 30 pounds or so in three months. I was a little worried, but my mother told me (who was very thick herself) she went through the same thing at my age and I inherited it from her. As my body blossomed more, the hornier I got. Watching my mother with a dildo stuffed in my cunt used to be enough, but I was beginning to want more.

My mother and I like to go bicycle riding from time to time. We used to do it a lot when I was younger, but now we only seem to do it once in a while. When spring finally came, it started to get warm quickly. This probably meant another hot summer, which was fine with me, I like it hot. My mom suggested we go for a bike ride to get out and see the trees fill in and nature in general. So we grabbed our mountain bikes and rode out. Our farm is next to a small forest of trees that opens up into a large plain. We would ride a path we found through to the plain and then back to our house. This was about 20 miles round trip. We were riding single file through the forest, with me behind mom. As we rode the bumpy path, I was noticing how her butt and thighs would giggle a little. It started me think about when the “boys” would have her back at the barn, how her body would giggle. I started to get horny watching her. I have to admit I find my mother very attractive. I find boy attractive also, but don’t have a desire for them. I never though that I would have lesbian tendencies, let alone for my own mother, but I couldn’t help the aroused feelings I was now having. We both were wearing thigh length biking shorts which hugged every curve of our bodies. Mom was wearing a sleeveless top that came up to her neck. This made her already large breast look even more massive. I had on something similar except with sleeves. As we rode I noticed mom was veering for some of the bumps as if on purpose. Out of the trails we would ride, she did choose the bumpier one. Normally when you are going to go over a bump on a bike, you raise off the seat and let your legs take the shock, but mom stayed in the saddle. We don’t talk much when we ride, only when we stop. We came to the far edge of the forest and stopped to rest for a while. We talked a bit about stuff, growing up, sex of course, and such. After chatting for about a hour or so, we started heading back. Our conversation ended in a talk about sex.

We talked about all kinds of sex, size and lengths of penises, even talk about the horses when they have sex (with other horses). This seemed to get her worked up a little. I wanted to talk more, but she wanted to head back, I can fathom a guess why. As we rode back I was behind her again. I noticed that she was starting to grind her groin into the seat. Now my mom and I are not shy around each other. One time I caught her masturbating while watching a porno movie. In fact there are several times I walked in on her as she was getting busy. There was no shame between us and sometime she would stop to talk and then continue, sometimes she would just keep on going as if I wasn’t even there. I would say hi, she would grunt and keep on going. I don’t know if the grunt was a hello, or a grunt. One time both of us was watching a porno and she started rubbing herself there in front of me. This made me uneasy at first, but only at first. Soon we would watch “movies” together and sometimes jerk off at the same time. So watching my mother grind her groin on the seat was not a surprise to see. As we got closer to home I noticed that she was grinding herself harder into the seat. My mother’s hips are quite wide and her butt is big, so when she started this intense grinding it made the bicycle seat disappear in her ass. You could see the stretchy fabric pulling into her. This was very hot to look at and I was grinding my groin also. I was grinding pretty hard, so hard that not only was my crotch soaked, but the seat had managed to push part way inside me. This was due to the bolt holding the seat angle being loose.

As I was grinding on the seat, it tilted upwards. It kind of snug up in this position and I kept grinding my cunt on it. I was so wet; the seat was pushing my biking short right into my hole. I wasn’t wearing any panties, so the slick fabric had a clear shot. I was pushing hard when I rode over a small tree branch that pushed most of the seat into my hole. It startled me some, but I kept my composure so mom wouldn’t hear and want to stop, although with the grind she was doing, I don’t think she would have. As a matter of fact, as I looked at mom, it seemed as if she was nearly sitting on the back tire. She was pushing so hard that she must have actually put the whole seat inside her. If mom can do it, so can I. It was feeling so good that I was hitting every rut and branch I could come across. Eventually the whole thing was inside me. As it pushed in deep I felt my cunt close around it. I started to wonder could I get it out easily. The feelings that came from my loins made me forget about that problem for now. As we rode up to the house, I must have had a dozen orgasms, mom too from her moaning. When we went to get off the bikes, mom and I had to lay down on our sides and ease our way off to get the seats out. Our pussies made sucking, slurping noises as the seats were pulled out. Once we got them out, we looked at each other silently for a few seconds before bursting out with laughter.

Mom said she had some work to do in the barn and maybe I would like to go take a bath. I told mom I wanted to go to the barn too. She had this look on her face like I was ruining her fun, so I took her up on her suggestion. Little did she know I was going to spy on her again. We both walked into the house, but she waited for me to turn on the bath water and splash around some before she went off to the barn. I never undressed. Once I saw her go into the barn, I followed after her. When I got into my hiding spot, she was just bringing out Clyde. She wanted to go for the big boy right away. Mom was still dressed, but I could see something that looked like a large bulge under her crotch. It looked like she stuffed a large sub sandwich in her shorts. As she led Clyde into position, mom squatted and started smacking the bulge. She would moan as she did so. Mom started to fondle Clyde’s penis, which was partially out anyways so it was stiff in only a few strokes. Mom then pulled off her top, then her biking shorts. That big bulge between her legs was her inflamed vagina from the bicycle seat incident. It was so huge, her lips so big they hung down. As my hand went to my crotch, I felt a similar bulge, although nowhere near a large. I now wished I brought that big dildo with me, I felt naked without it. My fingers were not going to be enough, so I would have to be content with just watching instead of pretending to participate along with her.

Mom wasted no time in bending over in front of some hay bales. Clyde climbed up on them with his front legs. His stiff penis hanging heavily from his groin patiently waiting for the encounter it has joyfully made so many times before. Mom held the fleshy lips of her cunt open with one had while rubbing the orange size head of Clyde’s penis up and down her opening. Clyde started making little hunching motions as mom lined up his two foot cock. Clyde’s penis started to bump mom’s opening over and over making sucking and slurping noises. Pre cum started to run out of Clyde which made the noises louder and more erotic sounding. Clyde’s head would start to go in on the in stroke, then all the way out on the out stroke. This happened about a dozen times, each time going a little deeper until it didn’t come out anymore. Clyde decreased the speed of his hunching but increased the depth…almost to the balls. Eventually mom started to push back and soon Clyde’s balls were hitting my mom’s groin. Mom was not as vocal this time. Sometimes she talks dirty, sometimes not. This time she just grunted as Clyde pushed deep into her in long, jerky strokes. This went on for nearly 10 minutes until Clyde acted like he could only get half way in. His tail was flicking up and down and my mom’s belly expanded which meant he came, but seemed to have problems pushing fully back in. My mom arched her back and Clyde seemed to be able to push in slowly. As he did, a large glob of horse cum pushed its way past my mom’s stretch out vaginal opening and plopped noisily to the ground. As Clyde continued to push, my mother’s belly would expand, then go down a little bit suddenly as another glob of horse cum would plop out. It took about five minutes for Clyde to seat himself back into my mother, but once he did, there was a pile of goo to show for it under their union. Horse cum is not that viscous, but here it was. It seemed to be a little thicker than pudding. Once Clyde was done, he pulled back, his cock covered in his thick congealing cum. Once it came free from my mom’s hole, another big blob came oozing out her open hole. Mom then moved to clean Clyde’s cock off with her mouth, squeezing out cum blobs as she moved. “The new diet formula works on you. Now I’ll use it on the others too. It makes your cum so thick and good tasting.” So that is why his cum was so different, it was a special diet my mom was giving him just for this reason. She was now going to start giving it to the others.

Chapter 5

A few days later my mom said she had to go out of town to pick up some supplies and she would only be gone overnight. Mom told me that Clyde was developing a little bit of a sour stomach and to feed him a special meal. Little did she know I knew what this meant. She left out Saturday morning and would be back Sunday evening. I was just horny about what I was planning to do, I was going to screw my first horse and I was going right to the top with Clyde.

Since it was the weekend, there was not much to do as far as chores go. I quickly set about getting everything done so I could have an extended time carrying out my plans. I fed Clyde his special meal. As he ate I went behind him and gently stroked his massive balls. They were bigger than I remember, they looked swollen. They were about the size of watermelons, the round kind. Clyde nickered softly as he ate. As I continued to rub he raised his tail. I rubbed up to his anus and circled the donut size muscle with my fingers. His anus dilated as if he wanted me to put a finger back there. He looked up at me and then gently pushed me with his nose as if to say it’s alright. As Clyde turned his head back to his meal, I pushed a finger easily into his anus. He started to push back against my hand, next thing I knew half my forearm was in his ass. He snorted, something he usually does when he is happy. I moved completely behind him and held my arm out stiff, he then proceeded to push himself back up to my shoulder. He was so hot inside. I felt my slacked cunt turn to jelly instantly.

Right then I decided that the chores can wait. I let the other horses out to the pasture to exercise. It was warm out, so they could stay out there all day if they wanted. I then returned to Clyde who had finished his meal. He turned his ass to me and I continued where I left off. I pushed my entire arm into his ass and moved it in and out in long slow strokes. I soon noticed that his rectum was clean, with no trace of feces. I also noticed that his anus was lubricating itself like a pussy. I was soon gliding in and out effortlessly. The lube his ass was producing started to foam around the opening. This was so erotic that I came as soon as I touched my hole. As I pushed in and out I started talking dirty to the horse like my mom did. I was getting so hot at the combination of my actions and words I thought I would burst with sexual energy. “Yeah, you like it when I fist your ass deeply. You like the penetration? You gonna do this to me? I want you to screw me deeply like you do my mom. I can take it, I’ve been practicing.” I wanted him so bad at that moment, but I wanted to finish him in his ass, I thought that it was only fair.

He pulled forward and off my arm. I guess he was done. I think he had a type of orgasm on my arm. At one point his anus was clamping down on my arm and releasing over and over for a few minutes. Clyde turned sideways sporting an erection. He wasn’t fully engorged yet, I knew he can get bigger. I started to rub and stroke his penis. It started getting larger and he nickered softly in approval of my actions. Even though I was not my mom, Clyde had no problems warming up to me sexually. I took the head of his cock into my mouth and sucked like I was trying to drink from a giant fleshy straw. Pre cum started to trickle into my mouth. I was surprised at how it tasted. It almost tasted like pineapple juice, but thick like warm maple syrup, slippery not sticky though. My vacant cunt reminded me it was there with that empty feeling that it almost painful. After the head of his penis was too big to fit in my mouth anymore, I felt it was time for the moment of truth.

I walked over to a heavy table and Clyde followed as if he knew what to do, and he does. “Okay Clyde, I’ve never had a real cock inside me, you’re my first. You are going to take my virginity. Okay, he I go. Alright, I’m in position. That’s right, put your legs up here…Ohh that feels good. The way your cock is slapping my cunt in search of the hole. I can orgasm on this alone. Ooooh that’s so nice. Here, let me line you up. That’s it…I sure I want this…just push…ooohh yessss… that’s nice…you’re inside. I had no idea your cock was so hot. Ohh, you’re humping up and down, just push forward some…oh please I want more…are you going to make me beg? Okay, okay…please give me more of your cock. Don’t tease me, I need it. Yes, please push more it…oh yes that’s nice. You’re so big, I like the way you feel going in…your penis…it’s like a giant snake vibrating and wiggling…please give me more…you only have half in…please give me the rest…yes that’s it, oooohhh bottom out inside me. This is so great, I’ll never need a human man…he could never satisfy me like you…I need horses…big horses like you…even the others can’t ever satisfy me like you’re doing…ooohhh…so deep…I can see you poking my belly from the inside…you feel so good…yes!” He felt so hot in my cunt.

My pussy was so slack and oozing our love making was so noisy with all the snap, crackle, and pop noises our union made. Clyde started going a little faster then his cock got real stiff and the head swelled to what felt like a g****fruit. I looked down between my legs and orgasmed at the sight of his gargantuan cock sliding in and out of my wide hole. His massive balls were slapping my thighs at the bottom of his in stroke. Then he slowed down and pushed his cock as deep as he could go and held it there. The pressure of his body against mine, and most of it at the groin pushed me into another climax. My pussy started to convulse around his cock and I felt him push a little more. I looked back between my legs again and saw his massive balls start to constrict and rise closer to his body. Then I felt his cock soften slightly, then stiffen, then soften, then stiffen. It was actually pulsating inside me. Then I felt this incredible warmth fill my loins. He was cumming inside me! He kept cumming, and cumming, and cumming. My belly started to swell from it, so much it started to push Clyde out like it was with mom. Clyde fought to stay inside me, more so than with mom. He pushed so hard I felt something inside my belly move to the side to accommodate him and his baby batter. My pussy stretched some more from the f***e of his cock and his cream. It started to ooze out from between our union and fall to the floor in thick clumps. Eventually he pulled out and a rush of thick horse cum came slowly oozing out. I didn’t want it to ooze out, I liked the way it felt inside me, warming me from the inside out, swimming around inside me like it had a mine of its own.

I looked at the blob of horse cum that was on the floor, what a waste. I put my finger in it and tasted it. It was good, tasted like pineapple. I was scooping it off the floor and eating it like a starving mad woman; when I was done getting all I could off the floor, I cleaned Clyde’s cock with my mouth. I brought Clyde more of his special meal; I brought him a triple serving, which he happily ate. I lay back in a pile of hay and basked in the afterglow of our lovemaking. Problem was I wanted more. I figured I would let Clyde finish his meal and rest a bit before trying again. I was noticing how the semen I ate felt in my belly. It tingled a bit. I felt like I had to belch like after drinking a soda, but nothing came up. I also felt warm and tingly in my cunt.

After Clyde finished, he actually came over to me wanting to have more sex. He was trying to roll me over with his nose, and his cock was back to full attention. I rolled over in the hay with the intention to going back over to the bench, but as I got on all fours Clyde walked right over me and squatted down. He started thrusting his hips and was driving his cock across my pussy lips. Wow, he really wanted some more as bad as I wanted it. I raised my butt and put my shoulders to the floor. My pussy opened up for him automatically, he inserted his cock and pushed inside. I felt so wonderful, even better this time. His penis seemed to grow slightly larger this time. We humped against each other until I had him balls deep again. Our bodies made slapping noises as they crashed together. Our genitals make smacking and sucking noises as they slid back and forth. The feeling was so incredible I could never put it into words. Clyde pushed deep and hard and came inside me again. I felt so nice, that heat rushing in and filling me. After he came in me he just stayed there. It felt so nice. He didn’t go limp either, he stayed fairly hard. After a while he made little humping motions with his cock still firmly planted in my sex. Soon I felt his head enlarge and squirt more semen into my body. He stayed big in me. After a while again he made the same humping motions and pumped more horse cum into my body. All the while I kept feeling this warming sensation deep in my cunt.

Clyde’s seed seemed to be wiggling within me. He seemed to have no current plans of going soft, he stayed nice and big inside me. I felt him expand some more while deep within, like he was slowly stretching me out. He had expanded in me so much that he was stuck. He didn’t seem to mind though, and neither did I. Although his penis remained strong, his legs were getting tired. Clyde turned to lay on his side, with his penis still firmly socketed to my gooey pussy. Every now and then a little would ooze out from our coupling. When he turned on his side I was now laying next to him. I felt his cock twitch, and then pulsate and more goo pushed its way inside me. I had so many orgasms I lost count. Eventually I was so tired I dozed off to sl**p.

I woke up about four hours later. I was still on my side with Clyde buried in my box. He would still twitch, then pulsate and fire another load inside me. How much did he have? How much could I take? I looked down at my belly and got a shock. All that horse cum was inside me, and I looked as if I was seven months pregnant. I continued to have that warm feeling, and even with a massive load forcing my belly bigger, I felt only slightly sore. I tried to move forward off his cock, but I was still firmly held in place. It almost felt like his cock was bonding within me. Clyde for some reason started to roll on to his back, pulling me off the floor. That was starting to hurt. To keep from hurting, I moved with him and straddled him. I wanted to lie forward, so I turned around with his still squirting cock inside me. At least his cock spun around inside, so were not permanently joined. The spinning made me horny instantly. I started to bounce on the huge cock within me. It managed to swell some more and squeeze another load inside my incredibly, grossly stretched out womanhood. This load felt a little different. It almost felt like something made it way through his dick and into my body. Tired, I laid on Clyde’s chest with my huge belly between us. I felt my internal organs rearrange themselves to fit within. It was middle of the afternoon by now and I started to wonder what if my mom came home and found me stuck to the horse? For some reason I felt like I wasn’t worried about it as much as I should have been. Towards the end of the afternoon I felt Clyde shrink and I slipped off his cock. As I stood up I fell back into a pile of hay. My full belly changes my center of gravity causing me to fall. I looked at Clyde’s cock, which was still massive, although it was shrinking. It was still only about two feet long, but it had to be as wide as a gallon of milk. Another thing I noticed is that his semen didn’t come out of me the way I thought it should. What seemed to be a couple of quarts came out, but most of it stayed inside. I thought that it would ooze out over the next few hours, since there did seem to be a steady flow of ooze. Extremely tire, I just climbed onto a bale of hay and fell asl**p.
I woke up a few hours later, still sl**py. I felt my belly and it had gone down, but only by half. If the flow keeps up, I should be empty by midnight. With that though I fell back asl**p on the hay bale. I woke up close to eleven with this pressure on top of me. I was in a post sl**p daze and thought I fell off the hay bale and another rolled on top of me. Then I felt a twitching in my pussy and a warm sensation. Clyde had mounted me in my sl**p and was pumping me full of his come again. It felt so good though, I didn’t know whether to care or not. How much can this horse go? As I looked out from under him I noticed that the 15 gallon drum with his special feed was turned over on its side. I couldn’t see inside the drum from where I was, but I had no reason to believe that anything was left inside. If feeding him one quarter of it earlier did what it did then, what will the rest of the drum do? He swelled up about as big as I think he would go, I couldn’t tell anymore. I was so stretched out, I didn’t know how big I became. Clyde, tired again rolled on his side, and I went with him and lay next to him. I could only fall asl**p for an hour or so at a time. Every time I woke up, I could feel him pulsating and jerking off inside my pussy again. Every time I woke up, my belly was bigger. Clyde stayed inside me until noon the following day. My belly was so swollen, when I rolled onto my hands and knees, my hands could barely touch the floor. So here I was, belly full of some weird horse sperm that I can strangely feel swimming inside me, my mother coming home that night, a large mess of goo on the barn floor to clean up, and a nagging desire to want to have my pussy plundered again!

As I finally stood up, Clyde came over to me as if to see if I was okay. I patted his nose and gave him a kiss. When I did that he stuck his tongue in my mouth. He continued to french kiss me for a few minutes. He then walked around behind me and started to lick my butt crack like a little k** licking an ice cream cone. I was so horny I didn’t care if I got caught. As far as I was concerned I was already caught with this massive belly I now have. I waddled over to a table and laid my shoulders on it. Clyde got the idea immediately and mounted me. My whole lower region of my body was lubricated, so Clyde had no problem pushing inside me. I was so lubed and stretched that I didn’t realize he actually entered my ass. Once he started to go deep I realized where he was. It felt incredible. He stroked back and forth in my ass, adding pre cum to my bowels that make it easy for him to glide in and out faster. I felt him swell up and shoot his load deep in my bowels. He was soon locked in my ass as he continued to pump load after load inside me. After about an hour of this I felt nauseous. I couldn’t resist the urge to throw up. When I did, it was nothing but Clyde’s cum. He put so much in my butt that it came out my mouth. At least this way it will not fill me any bigger. Another hour passed of me vomiting up Clyde’s cum before he went limp enough that I could pull myself off his cock. It was still plenty big coming out of my ass, but it was nearly as large when it came out of my cunt. It almost seemed to fit itself in and grow as big as its surroundings will allow, but gently stretch them so it can grow bigger. This was all so surreal. It is clear that my mother was up to something strange here, something she couldn’t keep from me forever. I would have eventually found out, but this way I had fun at it!

Chapter 6

Clyde was finally worn out; this allowed me to get back to my room to get some sl**p myself, although I would have let me have another go if he wanted. I slowly made my way to my bed with Clyde’s semen oozing out of me. There was so much that I didn’t notice that I was creating a trail as I walked. When I got to my bed I just collapsed forward and fell asl**p. When I woke up, it was a little chilly and I had a blanket over me. I know I didn’t put one on when I fell asl**p and this blanket was in the linen closet. That’s when I heard my mom rummaging around in the kitchen.

I was dead. I looked down at my belly. It had gone down some, but it was still abnormally huge. Unless she went blind, I know she saw it. Also not to mention all the semen that was oozing from my wide open vagina pooling in the bed. In fact, I can feel it still oozing out and the puddle is now so large that it is spilling over onto the floor. I heard my mother coming down the hall. What should I do? Should I pretend that I’m still sl**p and hope she comes back later? No, that won’t work; I’ll have to explain sometime soon, might as well be now. I sat up with my back to the wall. My enlarged belly made me sit there with my legs apart to be comfortable. Right then my mother came through the door.

“Well, I see you’re finally awake. Look, before you say anything I just want to let you know that I’m not mad at you. I’ve known that you’ve been peeking in on my escapades and using some of my larger toys. I knew that this was going to be inevitable. Now true, I didn’t expect Clyde to get into the whole barrel of special feed I was giving him, and for you two to go at it the way you did, but se la vi. Now I know you have some questions. First, the special feed mixture I’ve been giving Clyde. Clyde is a special type of horse. He is very smart due to what he has been eating. You know my friend Diana works with biological research. Well one of the things she was experimenting on was ways to increase the fertilization in certain a****ls. This was meant to breed champion a****ls more easily. An unexpected earthquake hit the lab where she works and things got mixed up, literally. No one was hurt, but several of the experiments literally got tossed together. Now the scientist that Diane is, she didn’t toss everything out and start over, she studied how these different experiments reacted when brought together, if they reacted at all. She found that they did. Some how, something that can not be explained happened. A horse was selected for the a****l that would first receive this honor of having a super stud treatment. That experiment some how mixed with human stem cell experiment, along with some other biological chemicals that formed something totally new. It was thought that if this new biological mixture was applied to one of the species that it came from it could create an enhanced offspring. The mixture grows only in replication when given proper nutrients, but it doesn’t grow into anything. We wanted to try giving it to a horse first and see what would happen. After several tests, Diane noticed that the horse sperm increased to over 100 times its normal size and became mutated. It will not bond with a horse egg. Now I’ve had a thing for the horses for sometime now. So I convinced Diane to let me continue doing some testing on my own. I wanted to see if the sperm would bond with a human egg. Since part of the biological makeup of the stuff Clyde is fed is human stem cells, I thought it was worth a shot. Another side effect that you are clearly aware of, and probably answer to question 2 is that the horse sperm is partially absorbed into the body allowing the genitals to stretch as needed to accommodate, well, whatever it takes to get pregnant. That is what I was trying to do, but I never fed Clyde so much special feed at once. It appears that the extra fed has given him incredible mass production of sperm. This may have an effect of the possibilities of conception. If you would like to, I would be happy if you joined in on my little experiment.”

Mom and I talked about it some more and I decided to join in. Even as we talked about it, I was getting horny for more of Clyde’s cock. My mother gave me a reassuring hug, my vagina made a loud bubbly fart noise as more of Clyde’s semen oozed out of me and added to the puddle under the blanket. My mom just smiled and left my room. After a little rest, I felt like cleaning up. I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I lie in the tub and let the warm water rain down over my body. It felt so good, but I also wanted to soak, so I pushed in the stopper for the drain and let the tub slowly fill. I just lay there and leaned back and closed my eyes as thought back to when Clyde was humping me.

Chapter 7

Over the next month, Clyde screwed me at least five times a day. When I was really horny, it could be as much as twenty. The semen would build up and cause my belly to swell obscenely. My belly would get so big after a day of mating that I could not get down on all fours. After Clyde pulled out his now 20 inch long monster that had to be a least a full 12 inches in diameter, his semen would begin oozing out. It would take about an hour for it to drain.

The skin around my belly would sag after the constant stretching over the last month. After a few more months of this, I noticed Clyde’s semen changing consistency. It became more gelatinous. Soon it was a thick as cold Vaseline. When it would congeal inside me, the only way to get it out was to push it out as if I was giving birth. I would either lie on my back or on all fours if my belly wasn’t too big. Pushing out the big slimy mass never failed to give me an orgasm.

Over the course of the year, I failed to get pregnant in any way. Diane changed the formula here and there, but nothing happened. So she started to experiment with Big Foot to see if there would be any improvement. After a few weeks of taking Big Foot inside me time and time again, Clyde was kept on the back burner so he would not contaminate the new experiment. Mom didn’t like him to be cut off like that, cold turkey and all. So mom started having intercourse with Clyde again.

Mom was not use to Clyde’s new vigor and increased sperm production. Clyde could literally shoot a half gallon of semen per orgasm that lasted nearly an hour. If he was really horny and didn’t get any for a few hours, it could be double that. Since Clyde didn’t get any for two weeks, his balls were carrying better than a full charge. Mom loved anal sex. She started off taking Clyde inside her colossal, loose vulva. She was creaming him right away. Mom was very excited and worked up because she knew she was going to take him in her ass as soon as Clyde’s cock was slick enough with her juices and his pre cum.

That moment soon came. The mother took the engorged cock out of her slimy cunt and pressed the mushroomed head to her slack asshole. Even her butt hole that was big enough to put a fist in dry was having a little trouble admitting this monster. Pushing back and gyrating her hips started to open her up more. With a little push from Clyde, his cock head edged pass her anal opening. With all the pushing they were doing, as soon as the head passed through, about a foot of wide body cock immediately followed. Mom just let out a moan as Clyde started slow, nearly sensual, in and out movements. He would get a little deeper each time until his ball sack gently banged against her cunt.

The daughter came into the room with Big Foot close behind her. She joined next to her mother and pulled Big Foot behind her. Climbing up on a low padded table with support for her shoulders she bent over. Big Foot came right over her slowly, his cock at the ready. Mom looked back at Big Foot gently mounted over her daughter. She knew he achieved penetration by the noises that was made by their union. Soon Big Foot was nearly balls deep inside her daughters vagina.

Both women were mildly surprised when Diane came in stark naked leading Buzz. Diane became so horny over the month trying get the horses to fertilize. She decided to experiment herself. Soon all three women were facing each other with a horse cock deep inside.

Clyde had been going at it the longest and he came first. Since it had been a while since he ejaculated, he came like a fire hose. Mom could feel her guts swell with his seed. There would be a tremendous pressure within her intestines, then is would go away. It reminded her of the cramps she would get if she wait too long to go to the bathroom and had to hold it when she wasn’t near one. Soon the cramping pressure stopped. Clyde was still deeply buried inside her when he started gently humping her again. He did this for about a half hour before unloading inside her greatly expanded rectal cavity again. Clyde continued to screw his mistress for five hours. He must have came inside her at least a dozen times. He had a lot to give her. His balls were swelled to the size of a beach ball each before they started. Now they were a little more than half that. Mom had so much cum in her that she coughed and puked up horsy semen.

The daughter had a very swollen belly now that brushed against the top of the platform she was kneeling on. Diane was cumming almost continuously at this point. Buzz’s cum was leaking past their tight fitting union. The horses never appearing to tire continued to make love to these women throughout the night.

Chapter 8

A few weeks after that episode, Diane decided to once again change the mating formula. Instead of making the change on only one subject, she made the change on all of them. Not only did she do that, but gave the formula to all the horses on the farm. The three women took turns with all the horses. The new formula created a horse semen that turned these women into nymphomaniacs. The horses ate when they needed. The women fed on what the horses gave them.

Once in a while over the next couple of weeks, Diane would fight off her lust long enough to see how the new formula was reacting with the sperm. Diane came to a startling conclusion. Since the horse sperm mutated to a larger size, it was not possible for it to penetrate a human egg. Diane knew this before hand, but was working on a formula that would reduce the sperm size. It usually took about a dozen or so sex sessions with each horse for the formula to work out the old semen and start with the new. The conclusion that Diane came to was that the horse sperm would not decrease in size to penetrate the human egg, rather this latest mutation would take the human egg inside of it. Soon after this discovery, Diane knew something was different, something inside.

All three women started to get a bulge in their bellies that would not go away, but just get bigger. All three noticed the bulge getting bigger week after week. All of the sperm pumping that the horses gave them over the past couple of months stretched them out enough to carry a large load. Usually it was sperm, now something else. Within a month, all three of them looked as if they were nine months pregnant. The horses continued to have sex with them, but it did not seem to affect the growth one bit.

After four months of growth, the three women could barely move around. The horses fed them their sperm that had more than enough nutrients for them to survive on. Almost as if on cue, all three of them went into labor at the same time. None of them felt any pain, just an enormous amount of pressure pushing downwards, yearning to get out. Movement came from within, pushing against the back wall of the women’s stretched out insides. Soon all three women were dilated a foot across, then a head emerged.

The head was that of a human teenage female, or so it seemed. For about three hours the three labored at pushing out the offspring. All that had emerged at this point was a female form down to the collar bone. At this point they seemed to be stuck. Another two hours of pushing and the births had pushed them down to their bellies. The reason for the hang up was what appeared to be triple F cup breasts. With this much out, the amount of bulge still present in their bellies suggested they were carrying more than one c***d. This was a logical, but incorrect assumption.

The offspring appeared to be stuck again. All three women felt enormous pressure pushing outwards on their pelvis. Their hip bones were actually stretching apart slowly. After another day in labor, their bones pushed far enough apart to allow the rest of the c***dren to be born. What followed out the rest of the body was shocking. From the waist up was the body of a very voluptuous, beautiful mid teen age female. However from the waist down was the body of a horse from the base of the neck down. Further investigation by Diane after some rest showed these c***dren to have both genitals of a horse, male and female.

Within a week of giving birth, all three women snapped back into shape in their genital regions. They were still loose by human standards, but some what normal by horse standards. This discovery would be hard to explain and could bring negative consequences to all involved, so all three decided to keep it as quiet as long as possible. The three c***dren learned their primal instincts first, and then developed their human qualities second. During that time, they learned how to procreate. They developed how to on each other, then ultimately on their own mothers. The three didn’t mind helping their daughters/son to mature. They new their offspring were mature enough when they got pregnant by them.

In time they gave birth again. Over the next few years, each of these women would give birth to over a dozen of this new species. Of course the new species would intermingle and have offspring too. By the time the authorities found out and investigated, there were nearly of thousand of these new creatures. There was nothing anyone could do about it and a new race was born.
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On the Farm, I Must Obey Him



6:17 am

Sweat has seemingly begun to overflow from the very freckles on my skin and down the valley between my breasts. My curly red hair has begun to stick to the back of my shoulders from the moisture. I don't know if it is anxiety or the temperature. It is still early morning with the sun just peeking from the flat horizon of endless fields of stunted grain stalks, but the summer air was already baking the parched earth, making it difficult to grow anything on this farm.

Perhaps it is this agricultural-crippling heatwave that made the farmer seek solace elsewhere. He was more aggressive and zealous than usual. It is this that had me perspiring until my soaked, rugged shirt shrivels into my body from the excessive wetness as if it were painted directly onto my torso.

As the sun continues to ascend, I know that it means a long day of chores and grueling manual labor is about to commence, but not before the farmer could indulge in his morning pick-me-up. It is better than coffee to him. I can hear his heavy footsteps clunking along the creaky wooden steps up to my quarters which has me sweating even more bucketfulls on my already stained bed sheets. And I must obey him.

The farmer fashioned this room for me, situated on top of the barn which had really just become an old tractor shed and graveyard for useless rusted shovels and tools. It is a barren loft with nothing more than a mattress and frame, dresser and side table topped with mismatching candle holders. The walls, floors and sloped ceiling are all made from the same drab reclaimed wood, complete with the red and white paint chips from whenever it was painted last. It is a mere 20 foot walk from his separate, low prairie-style farm home which kept it convenient for the farmer. Despite my second story quarters facing the property's curved dust road that lead from the highway to here, it gives us all the privacy he ever needed.

The farmer finally conquers the dilapidated staircase to reach my room, still wearing the same overalls and dirt marks from the day earlier. I know what he wants, he knows what he wants, but his face maintains its calm and still expression. He pauses at the entry way, staring at me as I sit timidly on the bed, attempting to look away and out the window into yonder. He then walks toward me, simultaneously sliding off one shoulder strap and then the other.

The farmer pauses once more when he finally reaches the edge of the mattress, looking down at me to study my figure. Despite his blank emotion, I know he was admiring what the climate was doing to my presentation as my wet shirt wrapped snugly around 32DD breasts before tapering into a very slim and tiny waist. Trickles of sweat continues to travel along the length of my pale legs, exposed from just a pair of my frayed denim short shorts. I feel so tiny before him, barely standing 5' tall compared to his tall hulking figure.

The farmer grabs me firmly by my upper arm, leaving a whole clay handprint on my tricep. He turns me around until I face the window again, and situates himself behind me. From behind, he reaches around to lift my shirt up, leaving it scrunched up just below my armpit and collarbone. My full breasts bounce upon being released by my tight drenched shirt, flicking off some of the sweat that had pooled at the center. The farmer then proceeds to unbutton my shorts, tugging them and my panties down just to the knees until they become cuffs that tie my legs together. He doesn't bother removing everything off; he wants to be quick before he begins his farm work for the rest of the day.

There I kneel on the bed, naked from the chest to my knees with the farmer behind me. I don't say anything. I don't do anything. I must obey him. Without looking back, I can hear him wrestle with his own pants button and zipper. He frees himself below the waist when, with some assertion, he presses his strong hand against my upper back until I am now bent over for him.

He doesn't kiss me. Or rub me. Or embrace me. The farmer simply clasps me by the hips until the span of his long, coarse fingers nearly envelops my tiny waistline. He pulls me in as he moves forward. Then I feel it. First, just the very tip as it simply presses against my labia. No matter how many times, no matter how often, it always feels alien to me as if it were the very first time. I want nothing more than to mentally retreat. Then, it finds its mark, the head of the farmer's cock inserting into my hole. Finally, he commences. He fucks me.

Those are the three steps: Undress. Penetrate. Fuck. All ideal notions of intimacy and romanticism most young girls my age fantasize about no longer exist. I must obey. Even if I were to leave this very farm, I couldn't make it far through the desolate sprawls of uninhabited flatlands. I have to take it. I take every last inch deep inside. The farmer speeds his thrusts until my entire body is pushed forward. His massive cock stretches every wall of my cunt. And then he pounds harder. And harder.

Soon, we run out of space as he then presses me up against the window, maintaining his speed and power until my pale asscheeks grow red from the constant slamming of his waist. My own neck and chest sweat begins evaporating, fogging up the glass panes as my bare chest is pressed up against the window. My erect nipples are pushed back in, my entire round breasts and handprints flatten against transparent glass as I am violently fucked from behind. There isn't another farm or neighbor for 40 miles in any direction, but I still feel the humiliation of being exposed to the outside world as the farmer uses me at his will. All there is outside are sandy gusts of wind and a few domesticated livestock, but I imagine everyone watching me at the window of the barn being fucked as if I were a slut at a sideshow. I must obey him.

The farmer is of little words, but he now becomes expressive in his grunts. He wants me to scream too. He wants me to moan like him. And I do. I begin to wail as he continues ramming my pussy from behind. Nine inches of cock out, nine inches slam back in. My legs begin dripping even more, this time from the fluids of my cunt flowing out and trickling down my inner thighs.

A second feels like an hour. A minute feels like eternity. With wobbly knees, I can barely remain kneeling upright, using the window I am smashed up against as a crutch. "Please cum soon," I repeatedly plead in my head. I don't know if I'm directing it to the farmer or to myself. We're both soaking wet from fucking in the summer blaze, the excessive moisture creating a sloppy wet sound with each plunge of his dick. It's followed by the incessant smacking sound of his ballsac swinging to and fro', striking me on the clit repeatedly for added sensation.

Mentally, I don't want to enjoy this. I have been trying to retreat elsewhere upon first penetration. But my body is overwhelmed with sensation. Pain, pleasure, euphoria, agony. Nine inches of hard fat cock throttles my inside with little regard. By the time the farmer is finished with me, he tosses me into bed dazed and confused. I am unable to catch my breath with eyes rolling into the back of my head. Everything gets blurry, then black. Complete darkness.

7:09 am

I awake once more after fainting from being fucked relentlessly by the farmer. He is no where to be seen in my barn quarters, but I'm still laying on the bed, naked from my neck to my knees with my shirt still rolled up and my shorts pulled down. I notice about 8 or 9 long and wide globs of shiny, thick white cream messily plastered along my bare breasts. I wasn't even conscious for the farmer's cumshot. I'm still breathing deeply, feeling each gelatinous stream of semen ooze and drip as my chest expands from a deep inhale before descending with an even deeper exhale. I don't clean it off of me, instead simply pulling my t-shirt down to cover the cum while pulling my shorts back up. I'm already late to my chores for the day. I have a lot of field work to do for the farmer. I must obey him.

Wearing the same sloppy shirt and shorts from before, I limp down from the barn, moving tenderly after being fucked by what feels like a freight train. I don't bother with boots. It's one of my few pleasures here to feel the texture and warmth of sun-baked earth between my toes. It is common to be barefoot out in the country. As the farmer tends to the field, my job is to tend to the anima!s. I carry relatively heavy bags of feed back and forth. I play tug of war with the bulls to move them from one pen to the other. I return with heavy drums of water to clean. All of this is hard work. But it keeps me fit, lean with a desirable figure for the farmer.

10:47 am

The farmer wants a quick break after grueling work that will probably amount to little pay. I hear him summon me from grain fields. There is only one more cattle pen to finish tending, but I immediately drop the grass bundles and water. I must obey him. Now.

I find him casually leaning over by using a hoe as a crutch, sipping on collected water he pumped from the antique rusted tap. It looks as if he stopped right in the middle of his work, but wanted me nonetheless. Right here. Outside. In the middle of the field with stalks that rise only knee high, leaving us no legitimate cover. He tosses his mug carelessly to free his hands, using it to once again pull off the straps of his overalls before yanking down his trousers.

Not flaccid but not yet erect, it looks as if his dick has been preparing for me nonetheless. He has no tan lines, his waist and thighs almost as rouge and sun-burnt as his shoulders, reminding me he's exposed his lower half outside often.

He orders me closer. I must obey. Upon reaching him in a sheepish walk, he places one hand firmly on the top of my shoulder. I could feel the years of labor on his hands, rough enough to strike a match on his palm. With some f0rce, he presses down until me knees naturally bend, falling into a kneeling position right there in the middle of the field. My knees dig into soft earth, my bare toes bury until I feel cooler sediment below.

I still hesitate. I always hesitate. "Open your mouth," he says very calmly but still authoritatively. I do. I must obey him. My quivering lower jaw slowly budges open which gives the farmer his queue to insert his cock all the way in.

Despite being somewhat soft, its thickness fills every cavity of my mouth and jabs at my tonsils. I can taste the long hard labor on his shaft, an unpleasant mix of salty and bitter sweat, grime and loose soil. I have to clean it. I must clean it. The farmer wants me to swallow his member even further. He runs his strong hands through my frizzy red hair until he secures the back of my skull. He pulls it in all the way until my lower lip presses against his equally soiled and sweaty ballsac.

Kneeling in the middle of the grain field, my face locked in deepthroat, I could feel the farmer's cock grow right in my mouth. Soon, he is fully erect, which makes it difficult for me to get my mouth even halfway down the length of his dick. That doesn't stop him from trying as his hands continue to pull my face toward him until I gag, my pale green eyes watering like an over-flooded sink.

I struggle to please him. But I know this pleases him. So I continue. I know he likes this. I know he likes it firm. Despite the assault on the back of my throat, I know the farmer likes it firm. As best as I can, I clamp my lips around the circumference of his cock, dragging them tightly along every single vein on his shaft despite it choking me. I know the farmer likes it wet, so I intentionally slobber on it until the sides of my mouth foam with spit and bubbles.

Every so often, he gives my throat a break, to which I use that opportunity to nibble on the sides of his cock or run my tongue along the underside of his shaft, making sure that it is clean. And soon enough, it is clean. All mud, sweat and oil removed, replaced with nothing but the slick shiny layer of my saliva that sparkles in the sunlight.

But my work is not done. The farmer prods my lips with the head of his dick to inform me to open it again. He shoves it back in. He secures the back of my head with both of his hands this time. He thrusts. He humps. He fucks my face. I tell myself we are near the end, but it is the most difficult. He gets more zealous, pounding away at my mouth so hard that it rattles my head making me feel concussed. The farmer looks down at me. He can hear me gag. He can see my eyes flow. But he goes faster and faster.

It's not a question of whether or not I can do it. I have to do it. I have to take all 9 inches of him in my mouth and down my throat. I must obey. Finally, he cums. His cumshot is the most difficult. He jams his rod as deep as he can, and holds my face there. His twitching cock only adds more irritation to my throat as he pumps load after load of hot seed into my esophagus and down my belly. I don't taste it. I can't taste as it is lodged so deep. But i can feel it. Warm little gooey spurts striking my throat as the farmer groans up above. One more shot of semen, one more shout from the farmer and he finally releases my face.

Dazed, he stumbles two steps back. I tumble backward from kneeling, my backside planting into the loose soil as I try to gasp for air. Satisfied, the farmer simply lifts his trousers, grabs his hoe and walks off into the distance to continue tending to the field. I idle, sitting there on the ground in the middle of the field with a belly full of cum, doing everything in my power to compose myself to continue with the rest of the chores for the day,.

12:45pm

I have finished tending to the barn anima!s, I turn my attention toward the farmer's prairie home. I play the role of homemaker, cleaning up after the farmer in his modest little home. I sweep the floors, tidy the kitchen, prepare his lunch as he continues his fruitless work in the grain fields. He finally enters looking for the meal I have cooked for him.

My anxieties return. He sometimes likes rough afternoon sex. I'm still very sore from this morning. I stay close just in case he beckons, but silently prays he is too busy. Fortunately, he treats me with a mild neglect, finishing up his food before departing to go back to the rest of the farm.

I exhale. I still have much work to do, but the hardest of tasks seems to be behind me as the farmer seems satiated for the day.

6:57 pm

The low sun casts a vivid orange sky that fades into darkness beyond. The livestock have been tended to, the house has been cleaned, the harvest has been collected and stored and I have finished the prep for tomorrow's cycle. My muscles ached, my heart beat like morse code and my clothes were coated with both black and brown earth throughout. The day of work is winding down. I want nothing more than to eat my supper in my room to the view of the sun setting across the lowlands.

I'm tugging and untangling the last of the irrigation hose when I hear the commotion from the pig pens. It just occurs to me that I left the young male boar out of his enclosure which has stirred the other female pigs in theirs. I sprint to the pen, corral the boar into his pen, fastening the makeshift lock with aluminum wire and hemp rope. I go to the corner of the old wooden barn to collect more hay to lay down on the freshly cleaned pens, careful not to step on any mud puddles or wet pig feed with my bare feet.

I exhale, and wipe the accumulated beads of sweat from my forehead with the exhilaration of knowing the full day of work is finally completed.

I quickly turn to dash toward my own barn residence only to abruptly collide into the burly chest of the farmer. I hadn't heard him approach me from behind. I awkwardly stood before him, having to bend my neck all the way back just so that I could look up to stare up at his face. He looked down at my diminutive self, flashing a rare but slight emotion like that of sinister eagerness. I thought my day was over. But I soon put it together that I was wrong. I ready myself for the farmer's next request. Will he bring me to his home to have one more session for the night?

However, he doesn't inform me. He doesn't say anything at first. He just continues to stare down at me with growing enthusiasm. Does he want me in my barn loft? Maybe he wants to do it in the fields again under the beauty of twilight. He once had me suck him off under the lone cottonwood tree for acres. Perhaps there?

But there we stand among the noise for the rambunctious pigs. In that span of silence, the sun had just set behind me, but the farmer planned ahead with just a dim lantern on hand. Finally, the farmer moves. With his right hand clutching the lantern, he grabs me with his left and spins me around. He begins to push me, in between an audacious shove and a suggestive nudge, to guide me toward the hay pile from whence I just came. "Here? Why here?" I question to myself, knowing better than to question the farmer aloud. Still, I must obey.

When I reach the pile of hay, I feel the pressure from the farmer's hand on my back relax. I keep my back to him, focusing only on the small pile of golden strands that nestles on top of what would have just been more dust and exposed earth on the corner of the barn. The farmer gently places the lantern down on the ground, careful not to upset the small fire that it houses. He takes no delicacy with me, using his now free hands to f0rce me onto the hay pile until my wrists and knees are buried in straw.

He tears off my clothes completely, my arms flailing as he maneuvers the garments from my limbs before tossing them into an adjacent pigsty to float in more mud and droppings. I am now completely nude, my pale pink skin matching that of the hogs next to me.

Why here?

As I lay on all fours much like the livestock on the farm, he mo!ests me from behind, using his abrasive hands to fondle my large dangling breasts before moving down my sides. His coarse hands pass my navel then move further south. They do not reach my pubic mound however, veering off to the sides to run along my hips and then my buttocks. There he palms each round cheek, rotating them in circular directions opposite of one another. I could feel the pads of her fingers dig into my soft mounds.

The farmer is different. He is methodical in his handling of me. He wants something. Something more than usual. I must obey him.

He firmly parts my asscheeks. A gust of warm air blows through the open air barn and brushes up against my naked body. Like a metaphorical epiphany, I feel the summer wind cascade along my buttocks and tickle the very rim of my anus. I know what he wants now. We have never done this before. I begin to tremble with apparent trepidation. But I must obey him.

I gulp as I hear the rustling of the farmer removing his overalls. It won't be long now. Then I feel the first prod of the head of his cock on the tiny wrinkles of my asshole. I instinctively lean forward into the hay to escape, but he pulls me back to try again. I feel the tip of his dick press in between my asscheeks once more, still unable to break through. It won't fit there. It can't fit there.

"Please no. Please don't," I repeat in my head. They come as far as being lodged in the throat, but I never actually mutter them. I must obey. The farmer is persistent, but I still attempt to tell myself that it is impossible in my mind. I just close my eyes. He pulls away temporarily, but I hear him hock back and spit for reasons I did not understand. I feel his rod poke at my rear orifice once more, this time with a wet slippery sensation. It works. The added lubrication allows for just the tip of the farmer's cock to squeeze into my hole.

I immediately cringe. It was but a mere half inch, not even the whole head, but my anal virginity was gone. I pucker up. His cock is stalled once more. However, he takes his thumb, places it on the ridge of his cock's head where it meets the shaft, and presses it forward. His cock's head now disappears into the depths of my sphincter. Still an inch, yet I feel the shame of being violated in the livestock pen, the malodorous fumes of pig man.ure enveloping the hot night air. It hurt in more ways than one.

The farmer slides in further. Now two inches. But it is more than enough for the nerve endings in my rectum to fire every which way. It is more intense than any penetration I have ever had. I give him slight whimpers, careful not to express any disobedience. But he is not done.

The third inch seems impossible. But he pushes it in slowly. Very slowly as if to tease me. It is only a fraction of his entire shaft's length, but well past my threshold. I begin to whine, emiting a humming sound to signal my surrender. I have had enough. I can't take any more.

The farmer proves me wrong. Four inches. Four inches inside my ass. I felt the farmer struggle with that last push into my asshole. It is tight. Perhaps too tight. Even for the farmer.

Less than halfway in, the farmer acknowledges his limitations and ceases to penetrate further in. However, he came for anal sex. Even as I felt the relief of his cock exiting my rear hole, I knew it was going right back in. And when back in, he moves it faster than his last penetration. The speed makes it worse. I have to bite my lower lip to keep from screeching at the top of my lungs. My hands clutch tightly, grasping only loose clumps of hay. My toes curl inward so tightly until they begin to cramp.

The farmer fucks my ass with just half of his dick, but all of his effort. I could feel the wrinkles of my ass drawn out with each retreat of his dick, and pushed back inside itself with each plunge of his cock. The reaming persists for mere minutes, but feels like an eternity. But with each passing second and with every f0rceful thrust, I could sense the farmer's confidence growing.

The farmer reaches over to grab a healthy clump of my curly red hair, tugging it back like the reins of one of his horses. This f0rces my lower back to arch, but my rear end to rise for the farmer. I have no wear to go. He jams in one more inch than before. The constant reaming has given him more room to go deeper, harder, faster. His cock is more than halfway in my tight poopchute.

He wants it all, slipping a full 6 inches inside until I can no longer hold back my cries. I don't know if it's the length or the girth inside my anus that is worse. I don't care. I simply begin to cry out with only the pigs to hear me, my squeals for mercy matching theirs. My body violently jerks forward with every powerful pound of his into the center of my cheeks.

By the time the 7th inch of his cock pushes into my asshole, my extremities give way, f0rcing me to crash belly down on the pile of hay. I collapse entirely, but the slope of the haystack is still enough to keep me bent over in an optimal position for the farmer to hump in and out of my ass. I've pinned myself between the compacted hay and the weight of the farmer on top of me as he now plunges his cock downward into my defenseless ass.

This position allows him to get 8 inches into me. Just an inch more, but I find myself begging for only 7 inches. Perhaps 6. Anything but the 8th inch that fills my anal cavity airtight, stretching it every which way as it slides in and out. I can't take it. Please. Please stop. No more.

9 inches. Balls deep. My boar-frightening moans and resounding shrieks have turned into exhausted grunts of submission, now overshadowed by the CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP of the farmer's waist violently crashing into the mounds of my asscheek. He doesn't just want to get all of his cock in me. He wants it to stab right through me. He had little concern that I was an anal virgin just 19 minutes ago.

There is no where else to go. He can fit no more in. So he antes up by going faster. Harder. Stronger. THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP in and out of my rear chute. He was loving every moment that his enormous shaft went all the way in, before coming all the way out and sliding all the way in again. All 9 inches. He was loving ever moment of it.

Yet the strangest phenomena is beginning to occur. I am cumming. It hurt. It hurt every nerve around my anus stretched for the farmer's pleasure. It is agonizing to have the insides of my rectum rearranged by a cock that does not belong there. It is humiliating to be nude and filthy on the barn floor in front of lowly swines, being fucked in the ass raw at will by a man I must obey. But I like it.

I begin to moan.

The farmer starts to smile. He never shows this much excitement. He removes his cock from my rectum. The farmer flips me over until my back now rests on the hay. He wants to see my orgasms as much as he wants to hear them. He doesn't waste time. The farmer jams all 9 inches of his hard cock back into my anus.

Twilight has taken over the farm. It is just the purple haze of the sky with the first few stars breaking the monotony. It is dead silent for miles and miles. Except for the barn. Except for us. Except for me screaming like a happy whore as I get pounded anally.

The farmer clasps me by the back of my calves, bringing them up and forward until my knees press against my ribs. My brown stained feet dangle helplessly in the air, flinging off mud and pig grime from the middle of my toes every which way. My large supple breasts continue to bounce which each thrust into me from below. I run my hands along the farmers thrusting waist and hook him around his lower back. I'm pulling him in. Pulling him deeper. Deeper into my ass. 9 inches of his fat cock isn't enough.

The farmer is about to cum. He pulls out of my ass, but he is clumsy as he tries to stand. I do the work for him, grabbing his spasming cock and tugging it much like the irrigation hose until he falls forward into the hay. He lays there as I lean over on top of him, quickly taking his cock into my mouth, not caring where it had just been.

I don't need his hands on the back of my head. I jam my own throat down on his cock. I don't need him to fuck my face. I do it for him. He begins to cum, short but thick loads fill my mouth. I continue to suck him regardless. The farmer is losing it. He wants me to stop. I don't obey him. I keep sucking him, tasting both his semen and my ass together. He is writhing in my mouth, but I continue to disobey, creating an even stronger suction until his jizz is siphoned into the back of my mouth and swallowed.

He nudges my head back, finally revealing his cock from my mouth. It is messy, covered with spit, sperm and who knows what else. It twitches from overstimulation, trying to catch up. I'm not done with it. The farmer is weak. He can't even stop me as I mount him once more, sliding his exhausted cock back into my ass. It glides in nicely due to the slickness of spit and his own cum. He writhes more and more as I bounce my ass on top of his dick, the heavy thud of my asscheeks striking his lap once again scaring the pigs.

The farmer can't take it any more as his eyes roll into the back of his head. Soon, he is lifeless on the stack of hay as I resume anally riding his cock like a true country gal on a horse. I confirm that he has fainted, removing his sloppy cock from my ass once more and return it to my mouth. I clean it. I clean it again as I have a million other times. But it tastes better right now. When his soft clock is removed of all fluid or sediment, I softly kiss its head goodnight as the farmer remains asle.ep in the barn.

9:58 pm

I have to drag myself to my barn room, my body feeling utterly spent and used. There is not a region that doesn't ache. But I finally reach my bed crashing into the sheets, not bothering to clean off the dirt, sweat or semen collected on my skin or clothes. I need to get my rest. For tomorrow is another full day of chores I must do for the farmer. And I can't wait. I can't wait to obey him.

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On the Farm, I Must Obey Him



6:17 am

Sweat has seemingly begun to overflow from the very freckles on my skin and down the valley between my breasts. My curly red hair has begun to stick to the back of my shoulders from the moisture. I don't know if it is anxiety or the temperature. It is still early morning with the sun just peeking from the flat horizon of endless fields of stunted grain stalks, but the summer air was already baking the parched earth, making it difficult to grow anything on this farm.

Perhaps it is this agricultural-crippling heatwave that made the farmer seek solace elsewhere. He was more aggressive and zealous than usual. It is this that had me perspiring until my soaked, rugged shirt shrivels into my body from the excessive wetness as if it were painted directly onto my torso.

As the sun continues to ascend, I know that it means a long day of chores and grueling manual labor is about to commence, but not before the farmer could indulge in his morning pick-me-up. It is better than coffee to him. I can hear his heavy footsteps clunking along the creaky wooden steps up to my quarters which has me sweating even more bucketfulls on my already stained bed sheets. And I must obey him.

The farmer fashioned this room for me, situated on top of the barn which had really just become an old tractor shed and graveyard for useless rusted shovels and tools. It is a barren loft with nothing more than a mattress and frame, dresser and side table topped with mismatching candle holders. The walls, floors and sloped ceiling are all made from the same drab reclaimed wood, complete with the red and white paint chips from whenever it was painted last. It is a mere 20 foot walk from his separate, low prairie-style farm home which kept it convenient for the farmer. Despite my second story quarters facing the property's curved dust road that lead from the highway to here, it gives us all the privacy he ever needed.

The farmer finally conquers the dilapidated staircase to reach my room, still wearing the same overalls and dirt marks from the day earlier. I know what he wants, he knows what he wants, but his face maintains its calm and still expression. He pauses at the entry way, staring at me as I sit timidly on the bed, attempting to look away and out the window into yonder. He then walks toward me, simultaneously sliding off one shoulder strap and then the other.

The farmer pauses once more when he finally reaches the edge of the mattress, looking down at me to study my figure. Despite his blank emotion, I know he was admiring what the climate was doing to my presentation as my wet shirt wrapped snugly around 32DD breasts before tapering into a very slim and tiny waist. Trickles of sweat continues to travel along the length of my pale legs, exposed from just a pair of my frayed denim short shorts. I feel so tiny before him, barely standing 5' tall compared to his tall hulking figure.

The farmer grabs me firmly by my upper arm, leaving a whole clay handprint on my tricep. He turns me around until I face the window again, and situates himself behind me. From behind, he reaches around to lift my shirt up, leaving it scrunched up just below my armpit and collarbone. My full breasts bounce upon being released by my tight drenched shirt, flicking off some of the sweat that had pooled at the center. The farmer then proceeds to unbutton my shorts, tugging them and my panties down just to the knees until they become cuffs that tie my legs together. He doesn't bother removing everything off; he wants to be quick before he begins his farm work for the rest of the day.

There I kneel on the bed, naked from the chest to my knees with the farmer behind me. I don't say anything. I don't do anything. I must obey him. Without looking back, I can hear him wrestle with his own pants button and zipper. He frees himself below the waist when, with some assertion, he presses his strong hand against my upper back until I am now bent over for him.

He doesn't kiss me. Or rub me. Or embrace me. The farmer simply clasps me by the hips until the span of his long, coarse fingers nearly envelops my tiny waistline. He pulls me in as he moves forward. Then I feel it. First, just the very tip as it simply presses against my labia. No matter how many times, no matter how often, it always feels alien to me as if it were the very first time. I want nothing more than to mentally retreat. Then, it finds its mark, the head of the farmer's cock inserting into my hole. Finally, he commences. He fucks me.

Those are the three steps: Undress. Penetrate. Fuck. All ideal notions of intimacy and romanticism most young girls my age fantasize about no longer exist. I must obey. Even if I were to leave this very farm, I couldn't make it far through the desolate sprawls of uninhabited flatlands. I have to take it. I take every last inch deep inside. The farmer speeds his thrusts until my entire body is pushed forward. His massive cock stretches every wall of my cunt. And then he pounds harder. And harder.

Soon, we run out of space as he then presses me up against the window, maintaining his speed and power until my pale asscheeks grow red from the constant slamming of his waist. My own neck and chest sweat begins evaporating, fogging up the glass panes as my bare chest is pressed up against the window. My erect nipples are pushed back in, my entire round breasts and handprints flatten against transparent glass as I am violently fucked from behind. There isn't another farm or neighbor for 40 miles in any direction, but I still feel the humiliation of being exposed to the outside world as the farmer uses me at his will. All there is outside are sandy gusts of wind and a few domesticated livestock, but I imagine everyone watching me at the window of the barn being fucked as if I were a slut at a sideshow. I must obey him.

The farmer is of little words, but he now becomes expressive in his grunts. He wants me to scream too. He wants me to moan like him. And I do. I begin to wail as he continues ramming my pussy from behind. Nine inches of cock out, nine inches slam back in. My legs begin dripping even more, this time from the fluids of my cunt flowing out and trickling down my inner thighs.

A second feels like an hour. A minute feels like eternity. With wobbly knees, I can barely remain kneeling upright, using the window I am smashed up against as a crutch. "Please cum soon," I repeatedly plead in my head. I don't know if I'm directing it to the farmer or to myself. We're both soaking wet from fucking in the summer blaze, the excessive moisture creating a sloppy wet sound with each plunge of his dick. It's followed by the incessant smacking sound of his ballsac swinging to and fro', striking me on the clit repeatedly for added sensation.

Mentally, I don't want to enjoy this. I have been trying to retreat elsewhere upon first penetration. But my body is overwhelmed with sensation. Pain, pleasure, euphoria, agony. Nine inches of hard fat cock throttles my inside with little regard. By the time the farmer is finished with me, he tosses me into bed dazed and confused. I am unable to catch my breath with eyes rolling into the back of my head. Everything gets blurry, then black. Complete darkness.

7:09 am

I awake once more after fainting from being fucked relentlessly by the farmer. He is no where to be seen in my barn quarters, but I'm still laying on the bed, naked from my neck to my knees with my shirt still rolled up and my shorts pulled down. I notice about 8 or 9 long and wide globs of shiny, thick white cream messily plastered along my bare breasts. I wasn't even conscious for the farmer's cumshot. I'm still breathing deeply, feeling each gelatinous stream of semen ooze and drip as my chest expands from a deep inhale before descending with an even deeper exhale. I don't clean it off of me, instead simply pulling my t-shirt down to cover the cum while pulling my shorts back up. I'm already late to my chores for the day. I have a lot of field work to do for the farmer. I must obey him.

Wearing the same sloppy shirt and shorts from before, I limp down from the barn, moving tenderly after being fucked by what feels like a freight train. I don't bother with boots. It's one of my few pleasures here to feel the texture and warmth of sun-baked earth between my toes. It is common to be barefoot out in the country. As the farmer tends to the field, my job is to tend to the anima!s. I carry relatively heavy bags of feed back and forth. I play tug of war with the bulls to move them from one pen to the other. I return with heavy drums of water to clean. All of this is hard work. But it keeps me fit, lean with a desirable figure for the farmer.

10:47 am

The farmer wants a quick break after grueling work that will probably amount to little pay. I hear him summon me from grain fields. There is only one more cattle pen to finish tending, but I immediately drop the grass bundles and water. I must obey him. Now.

I find him casually leaning over by using a hoe as a crutch, sipping on collected water he pumped from the antique rusted tap. It looks as if he stopped right in the middle of his work, but wanted me nonetheless. Right here. Outside. In the middle of the field with stalks that rise only knee high, leaving us no legitimate cover. He tosses his mug carelessly to free his hands, using it to once again pull off the straps of his overalls before yanking down his trousers.

Not flaccid but not yet erect, it looks as if his dick has been preparing for me nonetheless. He has no tan lines, his waist and thighs almost as rouge and sun-burnt as his shoulders, reminding me he's exposed his lower half outside often.

He orders me closer. I must obey. Upon reaching him in a sheepish walk, he places one hand firmly on the top of my shoulder. I could feel the years of labor on his hands, rough enough to strike a match on his palm. With some f0rce, he presses down until me knees naturally bend, falling into a kneeling position right there in the middle of the field. My knees dig into soft earth, my bare toes bury until I feel cooler sediment below.

I still hesitate. I always hesitate. "Open your mouth," he says very calmly but still authoritatively. I do. I must obey him. My quivering lower jaw slowly budges open which gives the farmer his queue to insert his cock all the way in.

Despite being somewhat soft, its thickness fills every cavity of my mouth and jabs at my tonsils. I can taste the long hard labor on his shaft, an unpleasant mix of salty and bitter sweat, grime and loose soil. I have to clean it. I must clean it. The farmer wants me to swallow his member even further. He runs his strong hands through my frizzy red hair until he secures the back of my skull. He pulls it in all the way until my lower lip presses against his equally soiled and sweaty ballsac.

Kneeling in the middle of the grain field, my face locked in deepthroat, I could feel the farmer's cock grow right in my mouth. Soon, he is fully erect, which makes it difficult for me to get my mouth even halfway down the length of his dick. That doesn't stop him from trying as his hands continue to pull my face toward him until I gag, my pale green eyes watering like an over-flooded sink.

I struggle to please him. But I know this pleases him. So I continue. I know he likes this. I know he likes it firm. Despite the assault on the back of my throat, I know the farmer likes it firm. As best as I can, I clamp my lips around the circumference of his cock, dragging them tightly along every single vein on his shaft despite it choking me. I know the farmer likes it wet, so I intentionally slobber on it until the sides of my mouth foam with spit and bubbles.

Every so often, he gives my throat a break, to which I use that opportunity to nibble on the sides of his cock or run my tongue along the underside of his shaft, making sure that it is clean. And soon enough, it is clean. All mud, sweat and oil removed, replaced with nothing but the slick shiny layer of my saliva that sparkles in the sunlight.

But my work is not done. The farmer prods my lips with the head of his dick to inform me to open it again. He shoves it back in. He secures the back of my head with both of his hands this time. He thrusts. He humps. He fucks my face. I tell myself we are near the end, but it is the most difficult. He gets more zealous, pounding away at my mouth so hard that it rattles my head making me feel concussed. The farmer looks down at me. He can hear me gag. He can see my eyes flow. But he goes faster and faster.

It's not a question of whether or not I can do it. I have to do it. I have to take all 9 inches of him in my mouth and down my throat. I must obey. Finally, he cums. His cumshot is the most difficult. He jams his rod as deep as he can, and holds my face there. His twitching cock only adds more irritation to my throat as he pumps load after load of hot seed into my esophagus and down my belly. I don't taste it. I can't taste as it is lodged so deep. But i can feel it. Warm little gooey spurts striking my throat as the farmer groans up above. One more shot of semen, one more shout from the farmer and he finally releases my face.

Dazed, he stumbles two steps back. I tumble backward from kneeling, my backside planting into the loose soil as I try to gasp for air. Satisfied, the farmer simply lifts his trousers, grabs his hoe and walks off into the distance to continue tending to the field. I idle, sitting there on the ground in the middle of the field with a belly full of cum, doing everything in my power to compose myself to continue with the rest of the chores for the day,.

12:45pm

I have finished tending to the barn anima!s, I turn my attention toward the farmer's prairie home. I play the role of homemaker, cleaning up after the farmer in his modest little home. I sweep the floors, tidy the kitchen, prepare his lunch as he continues his fruitless work in the grain fields. He finally enters looking for the meal I have cooked for him.

My anxieties return. He sometimes likes rough afternoon sex. I'm still very sore from this morning. I stay close just in case he beckons, but silently prays he is too busy. Fortunately, he treats me with a mild neglect, finishing up his food before departing to go back to the rest of the farm.

I exhale. I still have much work to do, but the hardest of tasks seems to be behind me as the farmer seems satiated for the day.

6:57 pm

The low sun casts a vivid orange sky that fades into darkness beyond. The livestock have been tended to, the house has been cleaned, the harvest has been collected and stored and I have finished the prep for tomorrow's cycle. My muscles ached, my heart beat like morse code and my clothes were coated with both black and brown earth throughout. The day of work is winding down. I want nothing more than to eat my supper in my room to the view of the sun setting across the lowlands.

I'm tugging and untangling the last of the irrigation hose when I hear the commotion from the pig pens. It just occurs to me that I left the young male boar out of his enclosure which has stirred the other female pigs in theirs. I sprint to the pen, corral the boar into his pen, fastening the makeshift lock with aluminum wire and hemp rope. I go to the corner of the old wooden barn to collect more hay to lay down on the freshly cleaned pens, careful not to step on any mud puddles or wet pig feed with my bare feet.

I exhale, and wipe the accumulated beads of sweat from my forehead with the exhilaration of knowing the full day of work is finally completed.

I quickly turn to dash toward my own barn residence only to abruptly collide into the burly chest of the farmer. I hadn't heard him approach me from behind. I awkwardly stood before him, having to bend my neck all the way back just so that I could look up to stare up at his face. He looked down at my diminutive self, flashing a rare but slight emotion like that of sinister eagerness. I thought my day was over. But I soon put it together that I was wrong. I ready myself for the farmer's next request. Will he bring me to his home to have one more session for the night?

However, he doesn't inform me. He doesn't say anything at first. He just continues to stare down at me with growing enthusiasm. Does he want me in my barn loft? Maybe he wants to do it in the fields again under the beauty of twilight. He once had me suck him off under the lone cottonwood tree for acres. Perhaps there?

But there we stand among the noise for the rambunctious pigs. In that span of silence, the sun had just set behind me, but the farmer planned ahead with just a dim lantern on hand. Finally, the farmer moves. With his right hand clutching the lantern, he grabs me with his left and spins me around. He begins to push me, in between an audacious shove and a suggestive nudge, to guide me toward the hay pile from whence I just came. "Here? Why here?" I question to myself, knowing better than to question the farmer aloud. Still, I must obey.

When I reach the pile of hay, I feel the pressure from the farmer's hand on my back relax. I keep my back to him, focusing only on the small pile of golden strands that nestles on top of what would have just been more dust and exposed earth on the corner of the barn. The farmer gently places the lantern down on the ground, careful not to upset the small fire that it houses. He takes no delicacy with me, using his now free hands to f0rce me onto the hay pile until my wrists and knees are buried in straw.

He tears off my clothes completely, my arms flailing as he maneuvers the garments from my limbs before tossing them into an adjacent pigsty to float in more mud and droppings. I am now completely nude, my pale pink skin matching that of the hogs next to me.

Why here?

As I lay on all fours much like the livestock on the farm, he mo!ests me from behind, using his abrasive hands to fondle my large dangling breasts before moving down my sides. His coarse hands pass my navel then move further south. They do not reach my pubic mound however, veering off to the sides to run along my hips and then my buttocks. There he palms each round cheek, rotating them in circular directions opposite of one another. I could feel the pads of her fingers dig into my soft mounds.

The farmer is different. He is methodical in his handling of me. He wants something. Something more than usual. I must obey him.

He firmly parts my asscheeks. A gust of warm air blows through the open air barn and brushes up against my naked body. Like a metaphorical epiphany, I feel the summer wind cascade along my buttocks and tickle the very rim of my anus. I know what he wants now. We have never done this before. I begin to tremble with apparent trepidation. But I must obey him.

I gulp as I hear the rustling of the farmer removing his overalls. It won't be long now. Then I feel the first prod of the head of his cock on the tiny wrinkles of my asshole. I instinctively lean forward into the hay to escape, but he pulls me back to try again. I feel the tip of his dick press in between my asscheeks once more, still unable to break through. It won't fit there. It can't fit there.

"Please no. Please don't," I repeat in my head. They come as far as being lodged in the throat, but I never actually mutter them. I must obey. The farmer is persistent, but I still attempt to tell myself that it is impossible in my mind. I just close my eyes. He pulls away temporarily, but I hear him hock back and spit for reasons I did not understand. I feel his rod poke at my rear orifice once more, this time with a wet slippery sensation. It works. The added lubrication allows for just the tip of the farmer's cock to squeeze into my hole.

I immediately cringe. It was but a mere half inch, not even the whole head, but my anal virginity was gone. I pucker up. His cock is stalled once more. However, he takes his thumb, places it on the ridge of his cock's head where it meets the shaft, and presses it forward. His cock's head now disappears into the depths of my sphincter. Still an inch, yet I feel the shame of being violated in the livestock pen, the malodorous fumes of pig man.ure enveloping the hot night air. It hurt in more ways than one.

The farmer slides in further. Now two inches. But it is more than enough for the nerve endings in my rectum to fire every which way. It is more intense than any penetration I have ever had. I give him slight whimpers, careful not to express any disobedience. But he is not done.

The third inch seems impossible. But he pushes it in slowly. Very slowly as if to tease me. It is only a fraction of his entire shaft's length, but well past my threshold. I begin to whine, emiting a humming sound to signal my surrender. I have had enough. I can't take any more.

The farmer proves me wrong. Four inches. Four inches inside my ass. I felt the farmer struggle with that last push into my asshole. It is tight. Perhaps too tight. Even for the farmer.

Less than halfway in, the farmer acknowledges his limitations and ceases to penetrate further in. However, he came for anal sex. Even as I felt the relief of his cock exiting my rear hole, I knew it was going right back in. And when back in, he moves it faster than his last penetration. The speed makes it worse. I have to bite my lower lip to keep from screeching at the top of my lungs. My hands clutch tightly, grasping only loose clumps of hay. My toes curl inward so tightly until they begin to cramp.

The farmer fucks my ass with just half of his dick, but all of his effort. I could feel the wrinkles of my ass drawn out with each retreat of his dick, and pushed back inside itself with each plunge of his cock. The reaming persists for mere minutes, but feels like an eternity. But with each passing second and with every f0rceful thrust, I could sense the farmer's confidence growing.

The farmer reaches over to grab a healthy clump of my curly red hair, tugging it back like the reins of one of his horses. This f0rces my lower back to arch, but my rear end to rise for the farmer. I have no wear to go. He jams in one more inch than before. The constant reaming has given him more room to go deeper, harder, faster. His cock is more than halfway in my tight poopchute.

He wants it all, slipping a full 6 inches inside until I can no longer hold back my cries. I don't know if it's the length or the girth inside my anus that is worse. I don't care. I simply begin to cry out with only the pigs to hear me, my squeals for mercy matching theirs. My body violently jerks forward with every powerful pound of his into the center of my cheeks.

By the time the 7th inch of his cock pushes into my asshole, my extremities give way, f0rcing me to crash belly down on the pile of hay. I collapse entirely, but the slope of the haystack is still enough to keep me bent over in an optimal position for the farmer to hump in and out of my ass. I've pinned myself between the compacted hay and the weight of the farmer on top of me as he now plunges his cock downward into my defenseless ass.

This position allows him to get 8 inches into me. Just an inch more, but I find myself begging for only 7 inches. Perhaps 6. Anything but the 8th inch that fills my anal cavity airtight, stretching it every which way as it slides in and out. I can't take it. Please. Please stop. No more.

9 inches. Balls deep. My boar-frightening moans and resounding shrieks have turned into exhausted grunts of submission, now overshadowed by the CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP of the farmer's waist violently crashing into the mounds of my asscheek. He doesn't just want to get all of his cock in me. He wants it to stab right through me. He had little concern that I was an anal virgin just 19 minutes ago.

There is no where else to go. He can fit no more in. So he antes up by going faster. Harder. Stronger. THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP in and out of my rear chute. He was loving every moment that his enormous shaft went all the way in, before coming all the way out and sliding all the way in again. All 9 inches. He was loving ever moment of it.

Yet the strangest phenomena is beginning to occur. I am cumming. It hurt. It hurt every nerve around my anus stretched for the farmer's pleasure. It is agonizing to have the insides of my rectum rearranged by a cock that does not belong there. It is humiliating to be nude and filthy on the barn floor in front of lowly swines, being fucked in the ass raw at will by a man I must obey. But I like it.

I begin to moan.

The farmer starts to smile. He never shows this much excitement. He removes his cock from my rectum. The farmer flips me over until my back now rests on the hay. He wants to see my orgasms as much as he wants to hear them. He doesn't waste time. The farmer jams all 9 inches of his hard cock back into my anus.

Twilight has taken over the farm. It is just the purple haze of the sky with the first few stars breaking the monotony. It is dead silent for miles and miles. Except for the barn. Except for us. Except for me screaming like a happy whore as I get pounded anally.

The farmer clasps me by the back of my calves, bringing them up and forward until my knees press against my ribs. My brown stained feet dangle helplessly in the air, flinging off mud and pig grime from the middle of my toes every which way. My large supple breasts continue to bounce which each thrust into me from below. I run my hands along the farmers thrusting waist and hook him around his lower back. I'm pulling him in. Pulling him deeper. Deeper into my ass. 9 inches of his fat cock isn't enough.

The farmer is about to cum. He pulls out of my ass, but he is clumsy as he tries to stand. I do the work for him, grabbing his spasming cock and tugging it much like the irrigation hose until he falls forward into the hay. He lays there as I lean over on top of him, quickly taking his cock into my mouth, not caring where it had just been.

I don't need his hands on the back of my head. I jam my own throat down on his cock. I don't need him to fuck my face. I do it for him. He begins to cum, short but thick loads fill my mouth. I continue to suck him regardless. The farmer is losing it. He wants me to stop. I don't obey him. I keep sucking him, tasting both his semen and my ass together. He is writhing in my mouth, but I continue to disobey, creating an even stronger suction until his jizz is siphoned into the back of my mouth and swallowed.

He nudges my head back, finally revealing his cock from my mouth. It is messy, covered with spit, sperm and who knows what else. It twitches from overstimulation, trying to catch up. I'm not done with it. The farmer is weak. He can't even stop me as I mount him once more, sliding his exhausted cock back into my ass. It glides in nicely due to the slickness of spit and his own cum. He writhes more and more as I bounce my ass on top of his dick, the heavy thud of my asscheeks striking his lap once again scaring the pigs.

The farmer can't take it any more as his eyes roll into the back of his head. Soon, he is lifeless on the stack of hay as I resume anally riding his cock like a true country gal on a horse. I confirm that he has fainted, removing his sloppy cock from my ass once more and return it to my mouth. I clean it. I clean it again as I have a million other times. But it tastes better right now. When his soft clock is removed of all fluid or sediment, I softly kiss its head goodnight as the farmer remains asle.ep in the barn.

9:58 pm

I have to drag myself to my barn room, my body feeling utterly spent and used. There is not a region that doesn't ache. But I finally reach my bed crashing into the sheets, not bothering to clean off the dirt, sweat or semen collected on my skin or clothes. I need to get my rest. For tomorrow is another full day of chores I must do for the farmer. And I can't wait. I can't wait to obey him.

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Kissing Cousins On The Farm

Muffy tried to be quiet as she snuck into the barn. She
was looking for her two cousins, Bobby and Beth. She
was here at the farm to visit them for a month in the
summer, but they'd told her to hang the clothes out on
the line and had snuck off. She'd finished quickly then
went to look for them.

The old dog "Ruff" was lying in the dust by the open
barn door and Ruff was never far from Bobby, so she
knew they had to be in there. Muffy tensed her fifteen
year old body as she heard a sound. She just knew her
two cousins were doing something fun that they didn't
want to share with her. Maybe they had a fresh
watermelon in there. Maybe it was chocolate chip
cookies. Maybe even a pie.

She liked coming to visit the twins in the summers, but
this year they had acted different, secretive, odd
somehow. Muffy had been spending a month with her
cousins every summer since she could remember. They
played games together, did chores together, skinny
dipped in the creek together, did EVERYTHING together.

Until this year. Muffy was going to find out what they
wanted to keep her out of. She heard the noise again.
It was like a moan, or maybe a whimper, like someone
was hurt. It was coming from up in the loft. She knew
where the ladder was. She climbed silently.

Muffy peeked over the rim of the straw-covered floor.
She'd found her cousins. They WERE doing something
secret.

They were FUCKING!

Muffy stared in wonder at Bobby, who was hunched over
his twin s****r, his naked buns between her naked
knees. She was on her back on top of a pile of their
clothes and her hands were on Bobby's hips. At first
Muffy thought Bobby was forcing Beth, because Beth was
the one making the whimpering sound. But it was clear
that her hands were PULLING on Bobby's hips, not
pushing them away. Bobby's butt was bouncing up and
down, and Muffy could see his peter sliding in and out
of Beth's wet looking pussy.

He grunted "Gotta hurry or she'll miss us."

"I don't want to hurry," moaned Beth. "It feels too
good to hurry."

"You feel so good, I don't think I can wait for long
anyway," he gasped.

"OK, you can shoot, but you have to promise to fuck me
again later today, OK?" said his s****r.

"OK," he panted, and then he fucked her faster.

Suddenly he stopped. Muffy could see that his penis was
as far into his s****r as it would go, and his balls
sort of jumped. "Oh baby" he sighed and Muffy knew that
that penis was spouting thick white stuff into Beth
that could make her pregnant in an instant. It made
Muffy's own pussy feel itchy to watch this, and she
rubbed it through her dress. She watched only long
enough to see Bobby pull his prick out of his s****r's
cunny.

Sure enough she could see that it was all covered with
streaks of white spooge, and Beth's wide open pussy
dripped with the stuff. Muffy scurried back down the
ladder and back to the clothesline. She had to pin up
the last shirt four times before her cousins wandered
into the back yard carrying a tray of lemonade, like
that's where they had been.

The twins acted like nothing at all had happened, which
amazed Muffy, since she was sure that Beth's pussy was
still soaking in all the sperm Bobby had pumped in
there. She began to watch them more closely and then
saw the little touches and looks that the two traded. A
lot of people might just think that it was 'the twin
thing', but she recognized them as things lovers did.
Muffy had never let a boy touch anything more than her
pert young titties, and the idea of feeling the weight
of a boy on top of her while his penis plumbed her to
the core was exciting.

That afternoon Beth suggested they go swimming down in
the pond. When Muffy said she hadn't brought a bathing
suit Beth reminded her that they'd been skinny dipping
in that pond for years and years. Muffy knew something
was up then, so she agreed.

When they got to the pond Beth stripped down
immediately. She dropped her clothes on the big striped
blanket they'd brought along. Then she made a show of
stretching, turning this way and that like she was
warming her muscles up.

Muffy almost laughed. With her secret knowledge she
knew that Beth was just showing off her body to her
b*****r.

It was hard, but Muffy f***ed herself to strip down
too. It had never been hard before this, but she'd
never thought of Bobby as a sexual partner before this.
She saw him sneaking peeks at her body too and then,
when he dropped his pants, she saw his adolescent bone
was hard and straight. He turned away quickly and Muffy
ran into the water, where Beth was frolicking already.

Muffy decided to 'stick a branch in the snake pit' as
her father liked to say.

"Your b*****r has a stiffy!" she whispered in her
cousin's ear. She almost laughed as Beth froze and
tried to react like a normal s****r would react to news
like that. It was clear that poor Beth had forgotten
'how to feel' about it.

She could have said "Oh he gets them all the time, the
little pervert" or "boys will be boys" or a number of
other things that would have sounded perfectly
plausible if they'd been said right away.
Instead, Beth got flustered and finally blurted out
"Why?"


Muffy laughed out loud. "Why? Because, you silly girl,
there are two good looking naked girls right in front
of him. THAT'S why."

Beth looked confused. "But don't you think that makes
him a... pervert?"

Muffy laughed again. "He's a boy! Boy's want to stick
their peters in any girl that will let them. They're
MADE that way." Muffy was having fun watching her
cousin's consternated look.

"But..."

"Shhhh" went Muffy. "Here he comes. Let's have some
fun."

Bobby swam up to the two girls like there was nothing
wrong. Muffy intentionally exposed her round teen
breasts as she asked him about his science project from
last year and whether he thought she could use the idea
for her project THIS year. In the process she
positioned Beth in front of and to one side of Bobby
and herself in front of and to the other side of Bobby.

Then, while he was talking, she reached out and grabbed
his penis.

They were neck deep in the water now, so there was no
way Bobby could know it was his cousin's hand on his
cock instead of his s****r's. He abruptly stopped
talking and looked at his s****r meaningfully. She, of
course, had no idea what was going on, and just looked
back. She was still unsettled by Muffy's casual
attitude about Bobby's boner.

Muffy tried not to laugh. Now she jacked on bobby's
cock and his eyes got bigger ad bigger before he
finally began to back away. She wouldn't let him go,
though, and he got a hunted sort of look on his face.

In a strangled sort of voice he said "Beth!"

Beth looked startled at his voice. "What?" she said.
She brought her hands up out of the water to smooth her
hair back out of her eyes.

Bobby looked at her hands and the bl**d drained from
his face. His eyes shifted to Muffy and she couldn't
help but laugh. She squeezed his prick and finally let
go of it.

"SHIT MUFFY!!!!" he yelled.

Beth looked at her cousin and her b*****r like they
were both crazy. "What in the world is wrong with you?"
she yelled at Bobby.

"Muffy had her hand on my peter!" he yelled back.

Understanding dawned in Beth's eyes and she gave a
calculating look at her cousin. "You know... don't
you?"

Muffy, still laughing nodded.

"Know what?" Bobby said.
"About us stupid" said his s****r.

"What about us?" he said. Then the realization hit him
too. "Oh shit" he muttered.

Beth looked serious. "You gonna tell on us?"

Muffy looked at her with a straight face. "If I was
going to bust you guys, would I have grabbed his
penis?"

Beth looked relieved. "Thanks Muffy. I mean we can't
stop now. It's just too much fun and besides .. I get
so... horny!"

Now Muffy got to ask the question she'd been wanting to
ask ever since she saw them going at it in the barn.
"So what's it like? Doesn't it hurt? He looks so big...
it's just gotta hurt."

Beth sighed. "It did the very first time, but I was so
horny I didn't really care because it felt good too.
Then, after a few minutes it felt so good I had an
orgasm - do you masturbate?" she directed the question
to Muffy.

Muffy colored and said "Sure, in the shower."

Beth said have you ever cum?"

"I don't think so. What's it like?"

"You get this super great feeling all over your body
and your knees get so weak you can't stand up and your
pussy gets all wet and squishy. You'd know if it had
happened. There's nothing like it in the whole world."

"Then I guess I haven't done it." said Muffy.

"You HAVE to try it Muffy." squealed Beth. "You just
HAVE to."

"No WAY is he sticking that thing in ME!" shrieked
Muffy.

"Oh .. he doesn't have to do that" gushed Beth.
"There's LOTS of other things he can do that are so
wonderful. Oh, let him try some of them Muffy .. I
promise you'll be glad you did."

Muffy thought about how her cousin's prick had felt in
her hand under the water. It had been smooth and silky
feeling, but hard and stiff too. She'd never felt
anything quite like it before. She wondered what it
would feel like dry.
That very cousin stepped up to her now. Bobby said "Let
me show you something right now and then you can make
up your mind. Give me a hug." Muffy liked hugs and she
willingly pressed her naked body up against his. His
hands slid along the skin of her back and down to her
plump round bottom. That felt nice.

Then he said "Kiss me". She started to kiss him like
she always did... a peck on the cheek. But Bobby turned
his head and kissed her on the lips. He kept kissing
her too and his lips got all... soft... or maybe hot ..
or something she'd never felt before.

But it was really really nice.

When that kiss broke he kissed her cheek, and then her
ear, and then her neck. She shuddered when he nuzzled
her neck and thrills shot through her body. Then he was
kissing her shoulder and he kept going lower until she
knew he was going to kiss one of her breasts.

u*********sly she jutted her chest out. She held her
breath as his lips reached her nipple. She knew how
sensitive that was because she like to pinch them
herself. His kiss was light and she sighed. Then, to
her delight, he sucked that nipple into his mouth. He
mauled it, biting gently, swirling his tongue around
it, sucking hard. All those things sent waves of
pleasure through her. With a start she realized she was
feeling a lot of those streaks of pleasure between her
legs.

Then he just stopped and stepped back in the water. He
grinned at her.

"No! Wait! You can't stop! That's not fair!" Muffy
wailed.

"Well, you stopped jerking on my cock." said Bobby,
still smiling.

"Oh, come on, please?" Muffy wanted to feel more of
those lovely streaks of pleasure.

Beth spoke up. "Lets get out of the water and lay out
in the sun. I'm horny and Muffy can watch and learn and
Bobby can relieve some pressure. Then he can take care
of Muffy. OK?"

They all agreed and soon Muffy was on her stomach on
the big blanket, her nose just inches away from Beth's
pussy, which was stuffed full of Bobby's big hard
boner. Beth was lying on her back again and Bobby was
nestled between her thighs, sliding that boner in and
out of Beth's belly in long leisurely strokes. Beth was
cooing and sighing, talking about how wonderful it
felt.

Muffy couldn't believe it. Beth's normally plump pussy
lips were stretched taught around the invading column
of man flesh. Beth began bucking her hips up off the
ground, slamming her pussy up onto her b*****r's hard
cock and then she whined "Oh yeah... oh yeah... here it
comes... oh yeah... OH SHIT... OH FUCK... OHHHHH!" All
this while her head was flailing back and forth and her
heels were drumming on the ground and her fingernails
were digging into her b*****r's butt.

Then Bobby grunted and said "Here it is Beth honey...
gonna cum... gonna shoot... Ahhhh!" And, while he was
saying this he stuck his stiff prick all the way in his
s****r and held it there. Muffy could only see his
balls now, and that heavy sack pulsed, like it had in
the barn. Bobby grunted several more times, each time
trying to shove his cock even deeper into his s****r.

Then Bobby started pulling his long cock out of his
s****r. As he did Muffy saw that it was coated with
white slippery looking stuff. She shuddered as she
realized it was the sperm he'd just shot out of his
cock into his s****r's belly. Once he got his cock out
of her Beth lay there completely relaxed, her legs
still spread. Now her pussy mouth gaped open, and it
was full of that same white glistening stuff.

Muffy spoke for the first time. "Beth, are you on the
pill?"'

Beth let her head fall sideways so she was looking at
her cousin. "No."

"But... you could get... pregnant!" said Muffy, her
eyes big.

Beth smiled. "That's right."

Muffy didn't understand. "How long have you two been?"

Beth thought. "Ever since Valentines Day."

Muffy was astonished. "But that's months and months.
How often do you do it?"

Beth grinned now. "Just as often as we can get away
with it. It's been about about once or twice a week
here lately."

Muffy was scandalized. "Beth, you're gonna get knocked
up for sure."

Beth sat up. "Maybe. Neither of us are going to
college, and we'll both stay on the farm. So as far as
I'm concerned, having a baby isn't the worst thing that
could happen to me. Oh, the k**s at school would give
me a hard time, and everybody would want to know who
the father was. But I think I could live with that."

Muffy felt a ball of heat start glowing in her belly.
Her cousin, still driving on a learner's permit, was
willing to let her b*****r fuck a baby in her belly!"
It was astonishing.

"Well, I think you're crazy." said Muffy.

"OK, but some day you'll understand. Meanwhile, let's
get working on teaching you what an orgasm feels like."
Beth rolled over and licked one of Muffy's nipples.

"BETH!" yipped Muffy.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" said Beth and then she rolled
sideways to make room for Bobby, who was now leaning in
to take her place.

Soon Muffy was 'Ooooing' and 'Ahhhhhing' as Bobby
worked over her stiff nipples. His chest rubbed against
her mons and she liked the pressure. Then she felt his
fingers at her sexual opening and she gasped as he
stroked her puffy labes. He slid a finger into her now
damp pussy and she gushed a squirt of girl juice. Then
his thumb found her virgin bud and she wriggled at the
exquisite pleasure/pain of his thumb rubbing over it
hard. She felt something... energy, maybe, building up
inside her. It felt like a balloon was blowing up
inside her body, making it swell. Without telling her
he was going to, Bobby let the nipple he was sucking on
pop out of his mouth. His head dipped and before she
realized what he was doing he fastened his mouth to her
pussy.

He sucked. He chewed, he tongued her.

His nose tickled her clitty. As she responded with a
belated "Ohhh noooooo" she felt the pressure build
until she knew she was going to fly apart. Then he
crammed two fingers in her deep, shredding her hymen,
but at the same time he bit her clitty and pulled it
away from her body with his teeth. The combined pain
and stimulation broke the balloon inside her.

Muffy felt the pain. She would always remember that.
But at the same time something washed that pain away in
a wave of pleasure. She felt like she HAD exploded, but
not violently. Rather she had turned to mush, and the
mush was expanding to fill the whole room. It was sort
of like she'd taken in a huge mouthfull of super tart
lemonade and her whole body was 'scrunching', instead
of just her mouth.

It ended while Bobby licked her clitty over and over
again, giving it the gentle stimulation she needed to
extend her cum. She found herself gasping for breath
and when her eyes focused she saw Beth leaned over,
staring into her face. When Beth kissed her on the lips
she didn't even mind.

"THAT was an orgasm!" said Beth.

"Wow!" sighed Muffy.

"And they're even BETTER with a nice hard cock in your
pussy," said Beth.

At the word "cock" they both looked at Bobby, who had
leaned back, sitting on his heels between Muffy's still
spread legs. His adolescent penis was rigid again and
sticking straight out from his body.

"I couldn't take it right now. I'd just explode and the
pieces would drift away on the wind," whispered Muffy.

"That's OK," smiled Beth. "I'm ready again."

Beth lay back and urged her b*****r to dump another hot
load of his dangerous sperm in her teen pussy. He did
so gladly and Muffy stared as he rutted into his
s****r. This time when he said he was going to cum
Muffy said she wanted to see what it looked like.

Bobby pulled his cock out, leaving the tip an inch away
from his s****r's gaping pussy and jacked on his cock
two times. A thick line of white spunk shot out of the
tip, splatting right in Beth's open pussy mouth.

Saying, "Oh yeahhhhh," Bobby sunk his cock back into
his s****r, where he grunted two more times as two more
globs of seed lanced into his s****r's belly. Then he
pulled it out again and jacked the rest onto her pussy
mouth and the hair above it. Beth reached down and
massaged the messy goo all over her pussy. Then, to
Muffy's astonishment, she pulled her wet, sticky
fingers up to her mouth and licked them clean. "Yummm,"
said Beth. Muffy just put her hands over her eyes.

After they cleaned up in the water they got dressed and
went back home. Supper was normal, but Muffy's mind was
still in a whirl about all the new things she seen and
learned. When bedtime was announced the two girls went
to Beth's room and changed into their night clothes,
which were T shirts. Beth didn't put on any fresh
panties, so Muffy decided to go naked underneath too.
With only the night light on the two girls lay side by
side and talked softly about things in general. Finally
Muffy asked what had been on her mind all evening.
"This afternoon, after Bobby... squirted. You put some
of it in your mouth."

Beth understood the question even though it hadn't been
asked. "It tastes good silly," she said.

"You've GOT to be k**ding me," said Muffy.

"No, really! The only better way to taste it is
straight from the source."

Beth put one finger in her mouth and sucked on it while
she slid it in and out of her mouth.

Muffy's mouth opened in protest as she realized what
that pantomime meant. "You can't be serious! Don't tell
me you do that!" Muffy had heard of blow jobs, of
course, but she'd never believed that any normal girl
would even think about putting her mouth on a boy's
prick. On the other hand, she never thought a boy would
put HIS mouth on her pussy, but THAT had happened this
very day.

"Of course I do that," said Beth calmly. "It's yummy.
The only thing I like better is getting it up inside
me. But if I'm on my period or something, I suck him
off lots. He'll let you do it too if you want to."

Muffy didn't know what to think. Things had changed for
her so much already this summer and she'd only been
here one day! Beth reached up and stroked Muffy's face.
"Muffy, darling, we've learned that a lot of things
feel good,

so we just do them. We don't agonize over whether it's
right or wrong. Like for instance. Remember after you
came? I kissed you. It was a nice kiss. I like you and
you have soft lips and I wanted to kiss them. I don't
care that some people would start yelling "Dyke" at the
top of their lungs. I love having a nice hard penis in
me so I know I'm not a lesbian. But I like kissing you
too.

That made all kinds of sense to Muffy, who had tingled
at that kiss. On impulse she leaned over and kissed
Beth. Soon they were frenching each other. When Beth's
hand came up and started rubbing and squeezing Muffy's
breasts Muffy returned the favor. She realized how nice
Beth's skin felt, how soft and round all her parts
were. In no time they were naked, rubbing their bodies
together and fingering each other. They were into it
pretty good when the door opened. Both froze and
looked. It was Bobby.

"Guys?" he whispered.

"Get in here and shut the door!" whispered Beth back.
Beth continued to fingerfuck her cousin and Muffy lay
back enjoying it.

"I'm horny," whispered Bobby.

"You're ALWAYS horny," giggled Beth.

"I wanna lick Muffy again," he whispered, right by the
bed now.

Muffy was only too happy to agree. She spread her legs
and he climbed between them. He got a pillow and put it
under her butt. Now her pussy was up in the air, and
with her legs wide open she was completely exposed to
his hungry gaze. He began feasting on her pussy and she
moaned. Beth started sucking on her nipples and kissing
her while Bobby sucked and nibbled.

Soon Muffy was ready to pop. "Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh
shit!" she whispered, wanting the moment to arrive.

Bobby lifted his head. "I wanna fuck you Muffy," he
pleaded. "Please? I'll be gentle, I promise. You'll
really like it, I promise." All the while he was
crawling up her body.

Muffy was hot. She was in heat. She was so close to
cumming she could hardly wait. Bobby stuck two fingers
in her and jacked them slowly in and out. "See Muffy,
there's plenty of room there for my cock. It won't
hurt, honest."

It DID hurt. She was still sore at the bottom of her
slit, where her cherry had been until he trashed it
with his fingers earlier. But his fingers up inside her
felt good enough that the pain seemed to be a small
thing.

Muffy caved in. "OK" she huffed. In an instant Bobby
was on her. His knees butted her thighs apart and his
hard seven inch bone prodded her pussy mouth. He fed
her just the head and her pussy lips stretched to thin
white lines.

"Uh... Oh... no," she gasped. She was scared. "I
changed my mind Bobby. Please."

Bobby leaned forward and kissed Muffy, frenching her.
Then, while her mouth was sealed and she couldn't say
anything, he bored his rampant prick all the way into
her belly.

Muffy spasmed. His long cock stroked her all the way to
her womb and she just quivered like a cold puppy. Bobby
broke the kiss to breathe and Muffy made odd sounds
"Ung... uhhh... pfthh... oohhhh."

"What did you do?!" whispered Beth. "You didn't just
stick it in her did you?"

"Well," he grunted. "Sort of."

"Pull it out you imbecile!" barked his s****r. "She
can't take it all at once like that!"

Bobby grunted again and began pulling, but Muffy's
little teen pussy had clamped down hard on the invading
prod and it wasn't letting go.

"Fuck she's tight" rasped Bobby. He gave a tentative
jerk and felt pain as the skin on his prick stretched.

"SHE'S A VIRGIN YOU PRICK," Beth almost screamed her
whisper.

"I'm sorry," he moaned. "It just felt so good and I was
so horny..."

Muffy went, "Aaahhhnnggg," and her hips bucked up off
the bed. It wasn't exactly a voluntary movement. When
she'd felt that long hard prick sliding inexorably into
her body she panicked and her brain just shut down.

You could say she was in shock and you wouldn't be far
off. But, as Bobby had said, her pussy was imminently
capable of taking that prick and in this case, chewing
it up and spitting it out.

Muffy had a snapping pussy, though no one knew it yet.
Her pussy muscles were much stronger than those of most
women and instinctively were capable of squeezing in
sequence, from the mouth of her pussy clear to her
cervix. What that did was encourage a penis to stay IN
her, or be ripped off its donor.

Well, it wasn't quite that strong, but it felt like it
to Bobby. As Muffy came back to consciousness her pussy
was beginning to do its thing and Bobby's eyes opened
wide along with his mouth.

"Beth?" he panted. "Beth... something's happening in
there. It feels like something is CHEWING on my prick!"

He pulled and again felt pain. "BETH!" he whispered
loudly "I think I'm STUCK!" Muffy's pussy munched on
his stiff penis happily as Muffy opened her eyes.

"Bobby?" she said in a small voice. "Bobby... you're
fucking me!"

Bobby grimaced as he tried one more time to pull out.
Nothing doing. Her pussy clamped down on him tightly
and then began its milking motion.

"Ohhh fuck," he groaned. "I don't think I'm fucking
YOU, Muffy. I have a feeling you're fucking ME!"

"That's not funny" Muffy said. About then what her
pussy was feeling finally got through to Muffy's brain.
"Ohhhhhhh," she said. This time her humping motion WAS
voluntary. "Ohhhhhhh that feels GOOD!"

"Yeah, it does, but I think I'm stuck or something."
Bobby said miserably. He was getting perilously close
to shooting, and he knew that Muffy didn't think about
babies the same way his s****r did.

Beth spoke up. "You're too excited, Bobby, and she's so
small and tight because she's a virgin. Just shoot and
you'll wilt and then you can pull it out."

"But she's not on the pill," groaned Bobby.

"OK, so neither an I," said his s****r.

"Yeah, but you don't care if I knock you up. I don't
think Muffy wants my baby kicking in her belly," whined
Bobby. He was gritting his teeth now to keep from
spewing.

Muffy's dreamy voice came from her lolling head. "Ohhhh
Bobby that feels so wonderful. I think maybe I've
changed my mind. I think I'll let you fuck me after
all."

"We already ARE fucking Muffy," he grunted. "And if you
don't let go of my cock I'm gonna squirt and it's all
gonna go up inside you Muffy."

Her eyes opened and she looked up at her first lover.
In a dreamy kind of voice she said, "OK."

It was too much for poor Bobby. He'd been super horny
when he started and when he heard what sounded like
permission to him he gave up all control. Muffy's pussy
milked and his prick responded. It swelled and a huge
thick clot of fluid blasted out of the tip. That tip
was planted firmly in Muffy's cervix and a flood of
sperm washed like surf into her womb.

Bobby was shaking with the intensity of his orgasm and
his cock belched more thick potent streams of cum into
his new lover. Meanwhile Muffy's pussy responded to the
flood of hot slippery fluid. Her pussy relaxed
completely and opened up to accept the flood. The
overflow ran down and coated the outside of his cock
and suddenly he was free.

He pulled back gratefully but then powered in hard as
he felt another shot racing through his cock. His pubic
bone smashed poor Muffy's clitty and she exploded into
an orgasm, only the second of her whole life. It was so
intense she blacked out again.

Bobby looked down at his cousin as his cock shot its
last two helpings of sperm into her limp body. He loved
fucking his s****r, but he knew nothing would ever
match what had just happened to him. He also knew he'd
do anything, say anything, even wear a rubber to get in
her pussy again. He fell on top of her, exhausted.

Beth pulled her b*****r to the side, rolling him off of
her cousin. She had never seen anything like what had
just happened. If that's what she looked like when she
and Bobby fucked she could see why Muffy had been
scared. Her own juices were going so hard that she knew
she'd have to masturbate soon.

Bobby obviously wasn't going to be good for anything
for a while. She saw his spend oozing out of Muffy's
pussy and felt a stab of guilt. It would be too bad if
Muffy got pregnant, because she was a city girl. That
wouldn't work out like it could on the farm. She
crawled between her cousin's legs, determined to suck
all her b*****r's spooge out of Muffy's pussy before it
did its intended job. She fingered herself as she
slurped cum. She came four times before she gave up and
collapsed beside her sibling and her cousin.

June Mason closed the door to her son's room softly.
She'd gone to wake him up so he could do his morning
chores. He wasn't in his room and his bed didn't look
like it had been slept in. She padded silently down to
Beth's room. When she opened the door the smell hit her
like a brick.

It was the smell of sex.

Lots of sex.

She looked at the bed and saw three naked teenagers in
various attitudes of repose. Muffy was on her back with
her legs spread. There was a puddle of filmy white
dribble from her sex to the sheet and a large stain
there. Her daughter was lying beside Muffy, equally
naked. There was white crusty something around her
mouth. Bobby was lying on the other side of Muffy.

His pubic hair was matted with the same crusty white
goo that was around Beth's mouth. She felt her own
passion kindle as she saw the aftermath of what had
obviously been a hell of a party. Dan, her husband, was
already out in the barn. She went to get dressed so she
could go talk to him.

Dan leaned his pitchfork against the wall and looked at
his wife. "Well, we've suspected something for some
time now," he said.

"Yes, dear, but Beth and Bobby was one thing. Getting
Muffy involved is another. And he obviously came in
her. She's a city girl, surely she's on the pill,
right?" June frowned.

"We won't know until we ask her," said Dan simply.

The look on his face made June glance down at his
crotch. The front of his pants were tented nicely. She
slapped his shoulder and said "Behave!"

All three teens woke up to June's gentle voice. "Beth,
honey, get up and get cleaned up. Muffy, dear, you need
to go take a shower. Come on, get up. Chop chop now.
Bobby! Get back to your own room and get dressed for
chores. Come on, time's a wasting." Her voice sounded
so normal that all three k**s started to do what she
told them to immediately.

It wasn't until they were all standing up that they
realized they were still together and still naked. Both
adults were standing there watching.

Bobby spoke first. "Uh, Mom? I ah..."

"We'll talk about this later. You have chores to do
now. All of you. Get cracking!" she put a little crack
in her voice. Bobby jumped and both girls started
moving too.

All three k**s tortured themselves much better over the
next four hours than any adult could have. But chores
got done in record time as all three k**s worked with
intensity as they thought about what was going to
happen. All of them knew that their life of leisure and
fun - and sex - was over for good, they just didn't
know what else was going to happen. Muffy assumed her
Aunt was packing her things right now and that her
parents were on their way.

They dreaded the call to lunch. But it came.

Lunch started out as a morbid affair. If Bobby and Beth
would have paid attention they'd have noticed that
their mother had prepared their favorite lunch. But
they didn't. Instead they both stared at their plates
and picked at foods they usually gobbled.

Muffy, coming from an urban environment, was a little
more tuned to the aura of a given situation, since in
the city that could save your life. She was puzzled.
Her Aunt was serving lunch like nothing was the matter.
She wasn't frowning, or talking under her breath. Uncle
Dan wasn't in from the barn yet. She was even more
puzzled when he arrived and sat down and began eating
like everything was perfectly normal.

It took ten minutes for Beth to break.

"Momma?" she said softly.

"Yes Dear?"

"What's gonna happen to us?"

"Well, that's a good question, dear. Let's think about
that for a little while. Muffy, honey, are you on the
pill?"

Muffy was in the middle of taking a drink of milk and
she sprayed it everywhere.

Aunt June started wiping spots up with a napkin like
somebody had only coughed or something.

"No ma'am" she said when she had wiped her own mouth.

"And your last period was?" Aunt June asked.

That seemed awfully personal, but Muffy thought that
being caught having sex with her son was pretty
personal too, so she put a firm damper on her
irritation. "It ended a week ago last Friday," she
said.

"Well then" said Aunt June, like she was talking about
the weather. "One thing that may happen is that Muffy
may just have a baby."

She turned her eyes to her daughter. "And since today
is Saturday, I believe you are now five days late for
your period. Isn't that right dear?"

Beth's eyes got round and her mouth did too. "How do
you know that?" she said with a hint of panic in her
voice.

Her father spoke for the first time. "Beth, honey,
we've known about you and Bobby for months now." He
took another helping of green beans. Bobby and Beth
shot a look at each other with unbelieving eyes.

"Yes" said her mother, "And you've always been on time
like a Swiss clock, isn't that right? When were you
going to get around to telling me?"

"Ah... well, um... I didn't exactly... pay attention to
it, exactly." A little fire came back in her eye. "I
mean I hate them, you know. You know how hard I cramp.
Sometimes I can't even go to school! So I try to forget
them."

"Well" said her father, "It sure sounds like you won't
have to worry about having another one for a while." He
grinned.

Bobby tumbled first. "What's going on here?" he said.
You guys aren't mad at all, are you?"

June spoke first. "We'd have liked to know you were
going to involve Muffy. We should have known. We should
have talked to her parents last year, now that I think
about it." She frowned.

"What do you mean?" said Beth in a frustrated voice.

Her father spoke again. "Bobby, how old is your
mother?"

Bobby jumped "Um, I don't know... ahhh!"

"She's twenty nine Daddy," said Beth, shooting a dark
look at her b*****r.

"And how old am I?" he went on.

"Thirty-one," said Beth.

"Do the math," he said, and picked up another piece of
chicken.

Beth didn't understand at first, and her mind kept
trying to figure out why a two year difference in their
ages could matter at a time like this. Then, idly she
thought about she and Bobby's ages. They were fifteen.

"Momma had us when she was just fifteen!" squealed
Beth. Bobby jerked again.

"Actually, I was just a month shy of my sixteenth
birthday when you two fought your way out of my womb,"
said their mother, smiling. "But, your father MADE you
in me when I was barely fifteen."

Muffy was startled to remember that her mother was only
31 and her father was 32.

"Man!" said Dan. "I'll NEVER forget that night. There
is NOTHING in the world like tight fifteen year old
pussy!"

"Dan!" barked his wife as the c***dren's mouths all
gaped in surprise. "We're trying to be serious here."

"I AM being serious," he grinned, refusing to back
down. "There really ISN'T anything in the world like
fifteen year old pussy. It got me didn't it?"

His wife knew he wouldn't give up now. "Well, the
memory is all you'll get unless Muffy decides to give
you a tumble. From watching them I don't think Bobby's
going to be willing to share Beth with any man."

She turned to the k**s. "What I started to say before
your father... and your Uncle" she looked at Muffy
"interrupted was that there are some things about our
f****y - our whole f****y - that you are just now old
enough to find out about. One of them is that we don't
discourage our c***dren from experimenting with sex.
But since babies result from such experimentation,
sometimes the girls, or their parents, prefer to use
birth control for a while. Muffy have Janet or Tom ever
talked to you about birth control?"

Muffy's mind was still whirling with the off hand way
that Aunt June had suggested that she 'might give her
Uncle a tumble' and she only barely caught the
question. "No ma'am," she said, still reflexively in
'mitigate the punishment' mode. "They've never said a
word."

"Have you been dating?" June went on.

"Oh no! They said I'm too young to go on dates. I'm not
allowed to date until I'm sixteen."

"What have they said about college?" asked Uncle Don.

"They said I could go if I wanted to, and that they'd
pay for some of it, but that I'd have to get
scholarships. That's why I get good grades. But they
said I could also go to the Junior College if I wanted
to, or go to work for somebody in the f****y."

Her eyes got big and round, "like... you."

June thought for a minute. "Muffy, honey, I'm going to
ask you another question now. I don't want you to get
upset. But it's a very personal question dear. I
wouldn't ask if I didn't think it was very very
important. OK?"

Muffy just nodded, wondering what it could be.

"Has your father ever... touched you? Sexually?"

It was completely silent in the kitchen while everyone
waited to see what Muffy would say or do. No one
expected her to actually think about it.

"Maybe" she said softly. "I sit on his lap a lot when
we watch TV, or I sort of lay beside him, with my top
on his lap?" June nodded and she went on. "and he puts
his hand on my... butt when I lay like that. He gives
me body rubs, and touches me lots of places then."

"And your mother knows about this?" said June.

"Sure. Sometimes she gets him the lotion to rub on me."
said Muffy.

"The reason I asked that is that another thing that
SOME people in our f****y like to do is... teach...
their k**s about sex. Sometimes they even HAVE sex with
them. But not ALL of us do that, and then only if the
c***dren are willing. It's not common, but I wouldn't
say it's rare either. I just needed to know what your
f****y was like Muffy, to know whether we broke a rule
with you here."

"And you think my daddy wants to have sex with me?"
said Muffy amazed.

Aunt June waved her hand dismissively. "Maybe dear.
You'll have to ask him about that yourself. But if our
Bobby has knocked you up, they'll need to know about
it. I think we'd better call them and get some
instructions on what to do."

"Oh no!" Muffy said, scared again. "They'll just kill
me!"

"I don't think so honey" said her aunt. "But one of the
things we ALL teach our c***dren is the consequences of
what can happen because of sex. Surely you knew you
might get pregnant from what Bobby did."

"Well, yes," said Muffy miserably. "But it just was so
nice and I didn't want it to stop, and it sort of just
happened and..."

"I know EXACTLY how you feel, dear" Aunt June said
shooting another dark look at her husband, who was
smiling widely. "Meanwhile, no more fooling around
until we get instructions. Is that clear?" Muffy
nodded. "And you two stop too" she barked at the twins.
"If Muffy can't play, you can't either. It wouldn't be
fair."

Afternoon chores were done together while Aunt June
called Muffy's parents. No one was very happy, but the
twins were relaxed, knowing now that they weren't in
too much trouble, and that the future probably included
what they had come to depend on between each other.

Aunt June gave no hint of how the phone call had gone
when she called them in to supper.

Beth couldn't wait. "Well?" she said.

"They'll call later. They want to talk to Muffy," was
all she'd say.

Still, thought Muffy, Aunt June hadn't said they were
coming to get her. Her mind drifted to her father, and
the memory of his hands on her body. They always felt
good, but she'd never thought of him as a potential
sexual partner. She'd never thought of anybody that way
really, until she'd seen Bobby's prick slicking in and
out of her cousin.

She loved her father and he was handsome. Thinking
about Uncle Dan was easier. She'd had a crush on him
for years. He was so strong and tanned and smart and he
always smiled at her. The idea of him being on top of
her suddenly made her loins hot and she knew
instinctively that if she ever got the chance, she'd
spread her legs for him with pleasure. That led her
back to her father. They were b*****rs and the
resemblance was plain to see. That heat was still
there.

The call came at 8:30 and it was her mother on the
phone. "Muffy?" she said. "Are you OK?"

"Yes, mother," said Muffy somewhat disgustedly. "I'm
fine. Nobody f***ed me and nobody's holding a gun to my
head." she said a little sarcastically.

"I'm sorry honey," said her mother. "This isn't how
this was supposed to happen. I should have talked
things over with you a long time ago and I feel bad
now. Was it OK for you honey? Did it hurt? Are you SURE
you're OK? June says you might have gotten pregnant."

Muffy was so confused by the tone her mother was
taking, and the fact that she didn't appear to be in
any trouble at all, that she shook off the whininess of
her mother's voice and answered all her questions.

"No, mom, really, it just sort of happened, and it
was... well it was wonderful. I'm not sorry I did it. I
didn't want you to be mad at me and stuff, but when
things started happening it was just so nice that...
will it happened. I'm sorry if that messed things up. I
don't know if I'm pregnant or not, but Aunt June says I
could be, what with my time of the month and all."

"OK, honey" said her mother. "We just wanted your first
time to be special and we were worried that maybe it
hadn't been. Your father will be happy to hear that it
went well for you. He was worried that he had dropped
the ball. We just didn't think you were there yet. You
didn't show the signs we were expecting."

Muffy realized her mother was admitting that they had
planned for her daddy to take her virginity! She felt a
rush of wet in her panties. "Tell Daddy I want to talk
to him about that when I get home." she said. "Are you
coming to get me early?"

"Not unless you want us to dear. You're a woman now.
We'll still give you advice and guidance, but your body
is yours. You must always remember that, and don't do
anything you don't want to. OK? We're here for you as
long as you want us to be."

Muffy hung up and turned around.

Everyone was looking at her. "My Daddy was going to
take my virginity!" she said in an amazed voice.

Beth said, "Ewwwww!" while Bobby adjusted what was
probably a growing boner in his pants.

June looked at Dan and he smiled and shrugged his
shoulders. "Hey, I didn't have to worry about it. She
had Bobby!"

Beth turned to look at him, her mouth in an "o" and her
eyes wide. "You mean you'd have?" she gasped.

"Calm down" said her mother. "Only if you'd have wanted
him to. It didn't happen, move on with life."

Bobby was looking at his mother with a different look
than before. "Uh, Mom?" he said.

"Yes dear," she smiled at him.

"Do boys in our f****y ever..." he blushed.

"Have sex with their mothers?" she finished for him.

"Uh... yeah, something like that," he said.

June looked at her husband, who smiled and nodded. She
turned back to here son "We need to talk about this in
private." Then she took his hand and dragged him to her
bedroom.

Beth looked after them, her mouth working. "But...
but... but," she stammered.

"Don't get your panties in a wad, daughter mine" said
her father. Most all teenagers want to try things.
He'll be back. He loves you. That's what tipped your
mother and me off. We could tell you two were in love
with each other. As a matter of fact your mother and I
have a bet going, and now we can find out who the
winner is."

Beth stared at him. "Bet?" she said. Muffy went over to
her and put her arm around her.

"Yes, your mother says you got your cherry picked that
night after the Valentines party we had. I say it was
before that."

"Mom's right" said a dazed and disoriented Beth. "But
how did she know? We were so careful to clean up the
sheets. We even washed our PJs."

He grinned at her. "She says you were walking bowlegged
the next day. Sort of slow too. And when you didn't say
anything about it, or ask for help, she figured it was
something you didn't want us to know about. Pretty
sharp cookie there. That's why I married her."

Beth's head jerked up. "No, you married her because you
knocked her up with us!"

Her father came over and took her elbows in his hands,
forcing her to look into his face. "I married her
because I loved her. I had sex with her because I loved
her. I've stayed with her because I love her. It was
all about love, Beth, and it still is."

Beth melted into his arms. "I'm sorry Daddy, it's just
that this is all so..."

"I know baby," he said, holding her close.

Muffy spoke up. "So are Bobby and Aunt June in there...
you know?"

Dan grinned. "You'll have to ask them when they come
out."

"And, would you really... with me... if I wanted you
to?" Muffy said, uncertain.

Dan kept holding Beth. Muffy, you and Beth are
beautiful young women, who would turn the head of any
man. I have noticed that beauty ever since you were
both twelve. I have loved seeing you mature and grow
your beautiful bouncy breasts. I have loved seeing your
minds grow too. I'm a man, and men love to have sex. If
you wanted me to I'd be honored to lie with you and I'd
try to make you as happy as I could."

It was a pretty speech, but Beth added, "And as
pregnant as possible too."

"That too" he said. Beth pushed him back and her face
came up with a shocked look. He was grinning from ear
to ear and, before she could start shouting, he added,
"If you wanted me to."

And he winked at her.

Suddenly there was a sound. All three of them raised
their heads. It was a rhythmic knocking sound, and at
first Beth thought someone was at the door or
something, but it didn't sound like that, exactly.

Her father said "I knew I should have put new screws in
that headboard." and both she and Muffy realized at the
same time that it was the sound of that headboard
banging against the wall. n June and Dan's bedroom.

Muffy said, "Ooooo they're DOING it in there Beth!"

Beth turned white. Her hand came up to her mouth. Her
father said, "Now Beth, honey, don't go..." but she cut
him off with an angry wave.

She turned to face her father. "Daddy? You said
you'd... make love to me if I wanted you to. Well I
DO!" She turned to glare at her mother's bedroom door.

"Sweetie, I'd love nothing better. I wasn't k**ding
about fifteen year old pussy being the best in the
whole world. But it's about LOVE, honey, not jealousy,
or anger, or payback."

Beth burst into tears and ran to her father, who
comforted her with hugs and little kisses. The little
kisses turned into longer kisses and suddenly both of
them were flinging pieces of clothing this way and
that.

Muffy stared in fascination as her cousin and her Uncle
got progressively more naked right in front of her. She
eyed her Uncle's penis with alarm. It was huge, or at
least she thought so. It was probably eight inches
long, but it was as big around as three of her fingers,
maybe more. It had a big purple looking head on it that
she was quite sure would never fit in any woman, much
less a girl of Beth's age.

She variously heard her cousin saying how sorry she
was, and that she shouldn't be jealous, but she was,
and her Uncle said it was OK, and that Bobby really did
love her, but of course he loved his mother too, and
then Beth was saying how much she loved her father.

Muffy just stood and stared until suddenly Beth was on
her back on the couch and her father was hunched over
her with a truly magnificent adult boner in his hand.
He socketed the head of that massive thing in Beth's
pussy mouth and paused.

"I love you baby," he said, a catch in his voice.

"I love you to Daddy," she came back.

And he put it in her. Just like that. Muffy stared in
disbelief as that baseball bat disappeared in her
cousin's pussy and all Beth did was say, "OH DADDY, I
LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!"

And then he just fucked her.

That was the only word Muffy could come up with to
describe what she saw. He sawed that thing in and out
of her over and over again until Beth was flopping her
head back and forth, her hair flying as she came over
and over. Muffy couldn't help but be turned on. She
stuck her hand down in her pants and frantically
fingered her own wet pussy.

She didn't have enough room so she unsnapped her pants
and dropped them to her knees and her hand darted back
in her panties to scrub and rub her tingling clitty.

Muffy could see her Uncle's balls, huge in their hairy
sac, and she thought of the cupful of sperm that must
be stored in them, waiting to get out... waiting to get
into a fifteen year old girl's nubile pussy. Her pussy
spritzed at the thought. Her knees came apart and she
squatted so she could get at her pussy better.

Dan groaned. "Beth, sweetie, you're probably already
pregnant with Bobby's baby, but maybe not. I don't want
to cum in you honey, if you want to have Bobby's baby."

Beth was gasping for air as she came out of her fourth
orgasm. She was exhausted.

"Ooooo maybe later Daddy. After we're sure I'm
pregnant, then I want to feel you shoot in me OK
Daddy?"

He said, "Sure baby. I've got to pull out now honey,
cause I'm close and I need to cum." He dragged it out
and it was slick and greasy. He put one of his big
farmer hands around it and started jacking it off.

Muffy felt her pussy clench at the sight of it.

"Wait!" she yelped. "I... Uncle Dan... me!" she panted.

He turned and his eyes lit up.

"C'mere, sweet thing." He held his hand out to her and
she hobbled to him. He stripped her within seconds and
slid one long thick finger in her pussy as he suckled
one of her swollen nipples. She went up on her tiptoes
as his finger invaded her once-fucked pussy, but then
she came down hard, loving the feel of his fingertip
massaging her whole pussy.

Then she was under him, his bulk over her, as it had
been over Beth. Now it was her gates that felt the
touch of his ram rod.

"Gotta go slow with you honey," he whispered as he
inched slowly in.

Muffy was beside herself with passion and her hips
wanted to jerk up at the invading cock. She set up a
chant of "Uncle Don... Uncle Don... Uncle Don" She was
tight, much tighter than his daughter, and sometimes it
felt like he was hitting a wall. When that happened he
backed out, spreading her lubrication over her pussy
lips so he could burrow back in deeper.

By the time he had three quarters of his prick in her,
her chant had changed to "Oh fuck... oh fuck... oh
fuck." He stopped there, and licked and sucked her
nipples some more, feeling that loosen her pussy a
little. Finally, whispering in her ear that she was
beautiful and that he loved her too, he powered the
remaining inch and a half of his cock into his young
lover.

Two things happened.

His cock-tip kissed her cervix, and his pubic bone
mashed her clitty. Muffy exploded into an orgasm. Her
previous orgasms had been good, then better and finally
fantastic. This one almost made her stop breathing. She
flopped like a rag doll while his skewering prick
pleasured her without even moving. Her pussy rippled
and Dan knew he was in trouble.

"Gotta pull out not Muffy," he hissed.

Her hands slapped on his naked ass with the sound of a
pistol shot. "NO!" she grunted.

"Muffy, you might NOT be pregnant yet," he groaned.

"NO!" she grunted again.

"I'm gonna cum, girl," he warned.

"YES!!!" she wailed.

His prick lurched and then began sending streams of his
seed deep into her womb, where it slicked the walls
like Pepto Bismal in a stomach. She felt the rich thick
flood in her belly and Muffy decided right then and
there that she wanted to work on this farm for the rest
of her life.

She wanted to raise her babies on this farm. She didn't
care if anybody married her, as long as every body
fucked her... daily if possible. Uncle Dan seemed to
understand as he shot glob after glob after glob of
silvery spunk into her pussy. He rolled off of her,
knowing he would crush her if he just collapsed.

"There is just nothing," he panted, "in the world," he
gasped, "Like fifteen year old pussy."

He was answered by continued knocking from the
headboard in his bedroom, as if it was Morse code for,
"Unless it's the stamina of fifteen year old cock." ... Continue»
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summer on the farm - and the farmers wife

Summer on the Farm Wife!!!

It was the summer that I turned 15 and my parents thought it would be a great idea for me to go and life on a farm for the summer and learns what hard work is all about. I was not to gear to go off and live in the sticks with a f****y I had never met before but I had no choice.

School had finished and my dad had set up the whole deal with a friend of a friend of a friend, I was packing up on the Friday night when my friends came over to say good bye.
Sue was my steady girl friend and I had sucked on her tits a few times and even got my finger between her legs on night in the park. Sue was upset that she would see me for the entire summer so of course we made out little at the park and then she lead me to her back yard were her c***dhood play house was . I had been in it a few times but only to sneak a kiss. This time Sue had a sl**ping bag laid out on the floor and a few pillows. We weren’t long in getting tangled up in each other arms when she reached down and began to rub my cock thru my shorts. Before long my cock head was starting to stick out of the leg opening of my shorts. Sue gasped as she saw my cock head exposed to her sight. She was quite and with a smooth firm hold on my shaft she pulled my shorts down to my knees to fully expose my body to her. She slipped her head down over my chest and opened her mouth to allow the head of my cock to slip into her mouth. I had never had a blow job before and I was also very close to Cumming now that she was sucking on the head of my cock. I could see down her shirt and watched as her firm breast rose and fell with each stroke. I slipped my hands under her bra and pulled her tits free. Her nipples were like rocks and they were dark chocolate brown with pink tops. I had only seen my s****r’s tits this close up before and that was only because she never wore a bra when we went on long car trips. She would fall asl**p and she her tits. It was so hot; I pulled on each of her nipples as she worked my cock in her mouth. She moaned with each tug. Sue pulls her lips back just long enough to say “I want to taste your sweet seed tonight! “With those words out she slipped my cock back into her warm mouth. In a few more strokes I began to cum with great f***e. She seem to know just what to do, even though she had told me she had never blown anyone before. My cum was sapling from the corners of her mouth and she chocked slightly as she tried to swallow ever last drop.
I had now had my first blow job and I had also sucked on Sues tits enough to make her cum in her pants. I wanted to so badly pull her shorts off to suck on her but she was too afraid that my cum might get into her and get her pregnant. She said she would save that for when I got back after the summer. After a few minutes I fully erect again and Sue was all too happy to suck me off again. She seems to really enjoy having my cock in her mouth. That was a great way to say good bye and the next day I was heading to the farm. The drive was long and seems to go on forever, the actual drive was like 3 hours but it seemed like days. And of course my older s****r fell asl**p on the way and aging showed my full ripe tits for the last hour of the trip. I think she knew I was looking because seem to re position herself to give me a perfect view.

Once we got there I was surprised to learn theta it was a younger f****y. The husband was a 3rd venation farmer and his hot young bride was from the city. Carey was only 26 and she had a body to die for with firm ass and firm full tits. She was fit and she to be over friendly with me. After the good buys and my f****y was gone Steve grabbed my stuff and led me to a small cabin at the rear of the house. He said he thought I might like to stay in the helps cabin instead of the house. Kind of like my own space like I was in college. I was all too happy with that, the 2 small k**s were already driving me crazy with questions. We spoke for assort time and then he head off to the house it was getting late and he wanted to start early. He said that he would get me around 7am the first day so I could get use to what happens and routine.
I sat down on the full size bed and started to unpack my stuff into the dresser that was in the corner. In the bottom draw I found a large wooden box with what looked like a lock on it. I pulled it out and began to look at it a little closer. The top was actually not locked and as I opened the lid I found 3 large rubber dollops and a number of naked pictures of a beautiful woman but with no heads in any of the shots so I couldn’t see a face. There was a large bottle of lob and a few condoms of special colour and ribs. I had never actually wore a condom as I had never actually had my cock in a woman before other then Sue s`mouth the night before . I looked at the pictures for an hour they seem so familiar but I just couldn’t figure it out . One of the pictured showed the person milking the hard nipple of their tit with milk squirting out . They made me so horny I had to jack off before I went to sl**p that night . I put everything back the way I found it and got into bed . I fell asl**p and had dreams of Sue and fucking her in the play house when I got home . It seem like a while and I had seeped for a while when I was awakened by the sound of some one ion the room with me . I was quite not to make a sound as I turned over and saw Carey standing beside the dresser in her white night gown . It was short and silky . The light from the moon shone thru the window and I could see right thru her gown . Her firm ass check seemed silky smooth and her left breast was hanging down from her chest . The outline of her nipple very clear in the light. It was then that I realized she was in the bottom draw of the dresser were the box had been . She seem to be looking for it and but I had moved it to the other side of the drawer and she could see in the dark were it was . She was swiping back and fore before she placed her hands on it . As she pulled the box from the draw and closed the drawer I heard her gasp as she could see that I was awake and watching her . Without a word she slipped her finger to her lips and whispered `Sorry to wake you I had to get something from the dresser !! I then realized the pictures were of her and the toys were for her pleasure !! I whispered back `did you find your stuff ok or do you need a light on the find it ! I could hear the excitement in her voice as she whispered back `did you find the box . I responded `oh yak and I must say you have some neat stuff there and some great pictures too . Carey sighed and turned to walk towards me . Again her body was outlined in her silk night gown and her tits were both firm and nipples very erect . She sat on the edge of the bed and said `you can’t tell Steve about this ok ‘this will be our little secret ok !! I will make it worth your while if that what you would like !! My heart was pounding now as Carey slipped her hand under the sheets and directly to my cock . Within seconds she had the sheets pulled back and was pulling my dick from my shorts . She said Oh my you have quite the package there young man !! have you used it on your girlfriends much !! I was hard and ready to cum in a second as she slipped her head down between my legs and began to lick and suck my cock . She had far more experience then Sue and she was sucking on my balls as she rubbed my dick . My hands were now searching for her tits . As she held my dick in her hands she strode up and removed her night gown in one motion . I could see her cream skin in the moon light and I saw that her pussy was bare , not a bit of hair at all !! With that she moved back onto the bed and continued to suck my cock into her mouth . It wasn’t long before my cum was spilling into her mouth . Like a pro she didn’t spill a drop of seed and she swallowed the entire load in one swallow . Her pussy was only a few inches from my mouth and I was gear to taste a pussy for the first time . I reached over and pulled her hips to my face . The sweet smell of her wet hole was so inviting and she was all to gear to have my tongue inside her . She was so wet and worked up over this whole action that she was quick to cum in my mouth too . I sucked what I thought were the parts that mattered and she seem to cum quickly as she rode my face with her hips . Once she had finished her climax she shifted her body to ay side me and whispered in my ear !! Do you have it in you to fuck me now !! I hope so because I really need a good hard fuck now . I whispered back to her that I had never actually fucked a girl in her hole so I might need some help . With that she quickly rolled over onto of me and placed my hard cock at her opening . With a firm grip on my shaft she guided my cock into her hole . It was heaven like I never knew . Her soft wet hole suck me in and worked me over . With my cock being a little wider and thicker than other guys I knew I wasn’t sure how much she would get in . Once half of my cock was inside her she stopped and gasped as my cock seem to strict her pussy out further then she was use too .
But that did stop her from pushing the rest of my member into her . Once I was all the way inside she stopped and whispered into my ear - hope it feels as good as it feels for me . Now I’m going to fuck your brains out young man and you are not going to tell anyone or else . I said I promise not to tell . And with that she fucked my brains out 4 times that night . My cock was raw around the head from all of the sucking an fucking we did . Carey final had enough at 4 am and she slipped her gown back on and said good night - c yak in a few hours !!
The next morning or I should say a few hours later I was working in the fields with Steve while all the time dreaming of the fucking I had with his wife just a few hours earlier . The work was hard and dirty , they were cash crop famers so we used a lot of equipment and work large fields most of the time . It was not a dairy farm with a****ls or anything . As dinner time came around we headed back to the house to clean up and finish our day . At the house Carey came out to meet us , looking her arms around Steve and giving him a full tongue kiss right in front of me . Oh how I wished it was my lips locked to her but I knew I had to share . Carey turned and said “ Why don’t you go and shower up for dinner and I will have it on the top in an hour if that’s ok . And with a wink to Steve they were off heading upstairs . I worked back to the cabin and stripped off my work clothes . I turned on the water and just stood under the warm water to relieve my aching joints . I had been in the shower for a good 10 mines when I realized there was someone in the bathroom with me . I reached for the tap and shut off the water . I reached out and pulled the curtain back . I couldn’t believe my eyes , There in the small bath stood Carey finger fucking herself right in front of me . She was sliding her finger in and out of herself while pulling on each hard nipple . Her breast were flowing her sweet milk from each nipple and she was on the edge of climax as I stepped out of the shower . My cock was at full erection and I was hoping to fire off a large load of seed in the next few minutes . I said “ but where is Steve ? I don’t want him to find us ! Carey was just finishing herself off as she whispered “ He’s having a nape after fucking me first . And with that she pulled her cum covered fingers from her pussy to show she was already full of Steve’s seed !! . My heart was racing as I stepped closer to her firm ripe breast . Her milk was almost a clear colour fluid that seem to be running freely out and over her form stomach . My lips locked on her larger right breast and I began to suck slowly , with a firmness that drew her sweet juice out . My mouth began to fill with her milk and I swallowed as much as I could . It had a sweet taste like I had never tasted before and Carey seem to be getting Horner with each suck . With my other free hand I worked her left tit and nipple between my fingers and sprayed her milk out and onto the mirror over the sink . I could almost shoot the juice a good 5 feet thru the air . My cock was so hard by this time I had to stop before I came without even touching it . Carey throw back her head and her long brown hair flowed over her shoulders . Her body was perfect in every way and I knew I had to fuck her again . The foreplay lasted for a few minutes before I couldn’t take anymore . She turned around and stood holding the sink while lifting her ass slightly up wards to always my cock to slide between her legs . With her hands guiding me towards the goal I realized that she was not positioning me to enter her pussy that was full of Staves cum but rather towards her tight ass . With her other hand she was covering my shaft with her spit and working my head back and forth . As I grew near her opening she turned to whisper “ Go easy ok , imp very tight there and I don’t wasn’t to get hurt !! My eyes widen as the head of my cock slipped passed her tight lips of her ass . As the head of my shaft slide in she gasped . She repositioned herself and held my hips firmly with her hand . Stopping me from thrusting to quickly into her . As I withdrew the outer lips of her ass clamped down hard on my cock not letting it out of its grasp fully . Then she pulled my hips backwards and my cock slipped in a little further . After four strokes my entire shaft was deep inside her . And we begin to fuck . Her breath was racing much like mine and she was rubbing her swollen clit as I fucked her tight hole . It wasn’t long , maybe 10 strokes before I felt my seed being shoot from my cock into her hole . I pulled her full of cum and the excess was spilling out of her ass and down her leg . Carey had come at the same time and with my final shot of seed I withdrew my cock from her . She turned back around to me and smiled “ Well I guess you have filled all of my holes in the last 24 hours !! This can only be the start of a great summer job for you . “ With she pulled my head down towards her breast and again I sucked her milky tits for the next few miniatures . When I was almost finished I filled my mouth with her sweet milk and pulled away from her nipple . I stood up and placed my mouth over hers . With our mouths locked I began to share my much full of her milk . She was gear to suck it all away from me and was quick to swallow . As we pulled away she said “ Wow that was a first , I have never tasted my own milk before , Steve would near share it . He sucks on me every day so I don’t stop producing . It makes me so horny to have you suck on me !! I just want to fuck again . And with that she pulled my once again fully erect cock to her love nest and we fucked standing up . It was longer and slower this time . Dragging the fucking out to maybe 3 minutes before I pulled out and she quickly sucked my cock off .

That summer was the best thing that I have ever done , I learned to fuck with the best of them and how to make a woman want me even more . When I returned home that summer . The first night I was showing my talents off to Sue in her play house . She too had been practicing with my best friend all summer I found out afterwards . But I didn’t care she wasn’t as good as Carey . I went back to that farm for the next 3 years to work . And boy the stories I have to share . That coming soon !!
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A Day on the Farm

Doug had brought his girlfriend Montana to his uncle’s farm for a day. He knew that she loved horsed and his uncle had a bunch of them. Doug had planned a whole picnic out by the pond as well.

They drove down the dirty road to the farm house and Montana looked out the window as they drove past the cows and horses. He couldn’t help to smile as they got to the farm house. He pulled up by the barn and he got out and walked to the other side of the truck and help Montana get out as well.

At 5’3” she was much shorter than his 6’ but he loved it and she had blonde highlighted hair that came to just past her shoulders. She had the sweetest smile that contained lips that just begged to be kisses with a cute nose and beautiful eyes. She wore a pair of jeans that showed off her nice ass and the tank top with a buttoned up told slightly done up.

Doug’s uncle came out and he brought to horses with him and. Montana smiled as he brought them up and Doug told her that they were going to go riding out to a hidden lake for a picnic today. She blushed up and he helped to get on the horse. Doug got on his horse and his uncle handed him a pack filled with stuff for the picnic.

On the way to the lake Doug showed Montana all his favourite places on the farm. He showered her his favourite tree to climb, where he learned to ride, were he broke his arm after getting bucked off. He then told her he wanted to make a new favourite spot that included her today with this picnic. Montana face turned bright red with that and smiled wide.

After riding for a while Doug told her they were about here. They made their way over a hill and when they got to the crest a large lake came into view. Montana let out a gasp as she took in the view in front of here. Doug got off his horse and help Montana down as well and told her this is where they would have their picnic. Before setting up Doug walked the horses down to the lake to drink.

Making his way back up the hill he saw Montana smiling at him. When he got to the top he took the pack and grabbed the blanket and put it out on the top of the hill. His aunt had made them sandwiches and pie. They ate all the food and laid down on the blanket for a while watching as the clouds rolled by above them.

Doug took Montana’s hand in his as they laid there, then she rolled over and got on top of him smiling and leaned down to kiss him softly. He brushed her hair out of her face and kissed back while smiling. They started to kiss more passionately and Doug’s hands held Montana’s sides as they kissed. They laid there making out for a while enjoying themselves.

Montana then broke the kiss and looking Doug in the face said “let’s go swimming” and before Doug could say yes or no Montana started to undress. She pulled off her over shirt and then her tank top to show a sexy pink bra that held her 34D breasts. She winked as her hand went to the back of her bra and she undid the clasp and let the bra fall down. Doug bit his lip looking at her bare naked tits in front of him.

Montana then got up then started to undo her jeans and turned around bent over and pulled them down showing off her nice round ass in a pink lacy thong that matched her bra. Still bent over she pulled down the thong so that she was completely naked. Doug was fumbling with his pants as Montana laughed and ran down the hill and into the lake below.

Doug had finally gotten undress and his cock was semi-hard already. He ran down the hill and jumped into the water next to Montana splashing her. Doug grabbed her under the water and pulled her close to him and kissed her deeply. His hand moved to her ass and he squeezed it under the water as her tongue slid into his mouth.

Montana took hold of Doug’s cock and started to stroke it, feeling it getting harder in her hand. She kept stroking his cock as his hand spread her ass cheeks and he teased her ass with his finger. She moaned out in his mouth as his finger entered into her. He slowly fingered her ass making her moan out loudly.

“Fuck me” Montana said and she wrapped her legs around him and he lined up his cock with her tight pussy and lowered her down as he moved the two of them around the water. Her arms went around his neck and started to kiss him again while bouncing up and down on him.

She kept bouncing up and down his hard cock the water splashing around them. Doug moved his hands back to her ass and spreading her cheeks again. His fingers made her way back to her tight ass and pushed them inside of her. She bite his lip as he fingers found their way into her. Every time Montana pulled up off of his cock he would push his finger into her ass then pull it out of her when she came back down on his cock.

Montana started to ride him harder breaking the kiss to moan and scream out loudly. Doug pulled out his fingers and put his hands on her ass to hold her and he started to pound his cock into her pussy hard and fast. She kept screaming out as his cock stretched her out. He thrusted hard into her and held her ass tightly while her started to walk back to the shore.

Once out of the water he laid Montana down on the grass as he kept thrusting into her. Doug then took one of her nipples into his mouth and started to suck and bite it as he kept his sliding into her. Her hands went to his back and scratched him as she screamed out and she started to cum around my cock. Her nails went into his shoulders.

Doug pulled out of her and had he flip over and get on her hands and knees. He starts to kiss her neck while he rubbed her clit. He moved down her back kissing her spine and down her ass teasing her ass with his tongue getting it wet. He took his cock into his hand and lined it up with her tight ass and slowly pushed into her.

He grabbed hold of her hair and pulled her head back, taking her neck into his mouth he lightly bite it. He kept fucking her ass harder, he used his free hand to wrap around her and rubbed her clit. Montana moaned and screamed out loud with each thrust. Montana held onto the ground to keep herself up as the powerful thrusts from Doug rocked her hard.

Montana started to cum again as Doug thrusted hard into her tight ass and pinched her clit between his fingers. She screamed out loudly and her ass squeezed against his cock and Doug moaned out loudly. Doug keeps fucking her through her orgasm then pulls out and flips her over getting between her legs he starts to stroke his cock and a short few strokes later he shoots his load onto her covering her face and breasts with his cum.

Doug watch as Montana used her finger to clean up the cum and swallow it down. Once she had cleaned herself off Doug leaned down and kissed her deeply. They continued to kiss each other and Doug felt as she took his cock in her hand and started to rub it slowly.

Doug’s cock grew in Montana’s hand and she pushed him down and took the tip of his cock into her mouth and started to suck on it. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock teasing it as used her free hand to play with his balls.

Doug got up on his elbows so he could watch Montana, she looked up at him and their eyes locked. She bobbed her head up and down faster and rolled his balls around more in her fingers. Doug then ran his fingers through her hair and let out a moan.

Montana took all of his length into her mouth and deep throated his hard cock. She then took her mouth off his cock and started to stroke his cock and took his balls into her mouth and started to suck on them. She suck on each one individually and pulling it lightly. Doug let out a moan and pulled her hair lightly.

Montana then let go of his balls and straddled onto of Doug and lowered herself down on his cock. She started to bounce up and down putting her hands on his chest. Doug held on to her as she started to ride him harder and faster and she moaned out loudly.

Doug moved his finger back to her ass and fingered it hard as she rode him. She screamed out when he put in a second and third finger and thrusted it in and out of her. Montana was in pure bliss as she rode Doug’s cock and fingers. She felt herself start to cum over and over again covering Doug with her juices.

Doug pulled his fingers out of her and took hold of her hips and pulled her off and kissed her deeply. Once she was over her orgasm she took his cock back into her mouth and sucked on it and stroked his shaft. It didn’t take long before Doug started to cum in her mouth and she sucked it all down.

Doug pulled her up to me and they cuddled up along the shore of the lake. They stayed there as the sun started to set and watched it dip in the sky making the lake sparkle. They kisses each other again and heard a bell off in the distance and started to get dressed. They road their horses back to the barn and put them in the stalls. They went inside the house for dinner with Doug’s aunt and uncle before heading back home.

By Andrew Bonzua
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My two weeks on the Farm, yes it happened.

I needed to tell my story, as it has been ongoing for the last 10 years, and what started as a kind of ****, has become a story of acceptance as a communal f****y sex slave.
I was 17 when I was betrothed to my husband, a farm boy and the youngest of four sons, to a divorced father, who beat on his wife and was hard on his c***dren.
When I first met him he was gruffy towards me, but when he had been drinking, he changed, and was more sexually suggestive, in fact his three b*****rs were not married and there was a general lack of female companionship, since their mother walked out, some 15 years prior.
I confess to being flattered as a s*******n years old, my head spun with all this male attention, and in such a household, I must have seemed like a sexual goddess.
Of course sexual inexperience and amongst males in their thirties and forties, can and was intimidating.
I spent two weeks with them on the farm, cleaning and trying my hand at cooking, and being flattered, not to mention, being confronted with grown men naked and on several occasions, erect and touching themselves.
It was awkward and embarrassing, but somehow it became acceptable and we both would laugh it off, and with a promise not to tell their younger b*****r, 'Our secret', and I concurred.
he men were rugged, kind of handsome with rugged bodies, not beautiful, like you see in the girly magazines, but more in a dark perverse way, especially Frank, who was in his late forties, he was powerfully built, quiet with lots of body hair, and to me he was not sexually appealing, but deep and dark, you felt he could posses you, and I ashamedly admit to masturbating one night, and Frank was taking me against my will, and the orgasm I experienced, was like releasing a pent-up desire, after that, I made allowances whenever Frank showed himself, even joking about his size, and feigning horror, but Frank guessed my acceptance of him, and decided what I really wanted was to have it, all the bareback.
Late on the following Saturday night we had all been drinking and I was dancing with everyone, non contact stuff, but I sensed a strong need in Frank, he seemed more protective and needy, so it was no surprise when I came back from the kitchen with more wine, Frank had gone outside for a cigarette.
I dont know if you can compare it with a Rabbit caught in the headlamps of an oncoming car, but I somehow knew I was going out and Frank would have me, a general acceptance of the inevitable, and I walked out to meet him.
I went into my bedroom and took off my underwear, as I knew, and I laugh as I think back on it, I would need to take them off anyway, so better to be prepared, besides we would need to be quick, as my absence would not be unnoticed and others would come looking for me.
I was in my fully buttoned-up dress, with the top three buttons undone, making it easy for me to slip over my head, and be nude in seconds.
I walked across to the barn when I saw a puff of cigarette smoke emanate from a hidden figure out-of-sight, and my heart pounded as my urges grew, I was in heat, my periods were due next week and my urges were natures way of prompting me to seek seed.
My hand went up to my top button and I undid another two, opening my dress to below my breasts, and as I came into view, Franks eyes dropped down to them, the soft breeze opened my dress and my breasts were exposed, my outline silhouetted in the moonlight, my hardened nipples jutting out from atop my small breasts.
Frank just uttered, 'Fuck me', to which I replied, 'Yes Frank, Fuck me, please', and as I took a few more steps towards him I lifted my dress up and over my head, completely naked, I dropped to the ground and let Frank burst my hymen, and fill me with his semen, he was the first, now I wanted them all, even the father.
That night I changed, I became lustful and desirous of men, I masturbated more and made myself available throughout the house, stopped wearing underwear, and eventually became pregnant, which seemed to drive my sexual needs to a higher plain.
The following week came and went, I missed my periods, so I knew frank had successfully inseminated me. I was terrified and feeling pleased about my predicament, one minute your a virgin the next having a baby, and Frank was the father.
I confronted him in the field and told him, he stood quietly, his face contorted as his brain went into overdrive, 'What are you going to do', he asked me, 'I will have it', I replied with a new found confidence, 'No-one need know its your Frank', I assured him, finishing with, 'Tonight I will let Jack have a bit, and he will take the blame', I smiled at my relaxed answer, so did Frank, he undid his pants and said, 'I think you need some cock girl', I smiled and stripped off for another more relaxed fucking.
I made contact with my parents and told them I planed to stay on at the farm, it was as easy as that, I was home, the only female around and all these men to satisfy, I was in heaven, and promise to tell you all next what I did to all males, including some a****ls. ... Continue»
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Down on the Farm

Way back when I was young I spent most of my time on the farm. friends and i used to spend all our spare time working and playing.
On the farm everyone was aware of how new stock arrived after the bull ,stallion, or cock went to work on his ladies. At that time I never made any link beween what a****ls did and nwehat humans did.
We used to swing on ropes in the hay barn, land in a heap and have some friendly groping. Two of the girls in the group s****rs, who were slightly older, used to insist on taking their panties off and I suppose this was the first time I felt a bald pussy.
During one rainy day in summer when me and my palJ were on our own and i was swinging from a doorpost, out of the blue J said wanna see my cock? Surprised I said ok and he said lets go in the hay barn.
When we got in it was a cfase of you show me yours and I'll show you mine. He pinned me down and pulled down my jeans and took my pink little boy cock between his thumb and forefinger aand started to rub it. It took a while to start to go hard and I for the firstn time I felt a little tingle deep inside and I stopped struggling
What about you I said he lay back on the hay and said help yourself. Which I did
only his cock was three times the size of mine brown,semi hard and with a big brown head he said give it a rub and showed me what to do.
While I rubbed his massive cock he did mine. He said tell me if you feel a tickle but I never did (not then anyway). we played for ages until I felt him go rigid and as I rubbed on his cock exploded in my hand jetting gobs of hot spunk onto me , him and the hay.
We stopped got our clothes sorted and waited for the rain to stop.
There's a lot more to this tale. if people are interested, I'll tell it.... Continue»
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On the Farm Part 1: The Scarecrow

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Mabel knew she had to give in, as Chester grew impatient. It had been a couple of months. Long enough for anyone to connect them so she figured they were safe once again. They were over fifty miles from the nearest town, twenty miles from the nearest neighbor. And they weren’t the hospitable type so no one ever dropped in to visit them. They had been out here for over twenty years and they liked being recluses. They had no use for electricity, a generator is all they needed. Water was from the well and the septic tank took care of anything else. They grew or slaughtered most of what was needed. What they couldn’t provide they would buy in town on their once a month trips. Chester was growing older, turning sixty this year, Mabel fifty-five. They had no c***dren, never wanting the bother of raising k**s. They had a simple life, or most would suspect. But Chester had an addiction that Mabel allowed him to indulge in. He loved young girls, but he was rough on them so they didn’t last long. It was better that he used them harshly then her, so she allowed him his hobby.

Chester walked in from the fields after working all day. His shiny, bald head glistened with sweat when he took his hat off. His face was drawn, as he grew older, thin from working all the time. Today was Friday, the day Mabel said he could find a new girl.
“I made you some sandwiches in case you had to wait.” She had packed him a lunch. He would stake out his latest victim before he struck.
“Yes, I get hungry sometimes. I’m going farther away, Josephville.” He hoped one hundred miles would be far enough. It would take a while to get there and back, but he wanted to put a lot of distance between the town and him once he got his prey.
“That’s smart, Chester. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to you.”
“Don’t worry, I’m real careful. I’ll be home in a day or so. I need to get a new scarecrow out in the corn field before they eat it all.”
Chester parked the green pickup truck near the school. The town was poor, so no one noticed another rusted pickup. It didn’t take him long to find his prey. A group of young girls were out practicing and he saw her first. She had brown hair and a pretty face, but it was her body that drew his eyes. She was built nicely and had a look of innocence in her face. He waited for over four hours until practice was over and the girls took showers. They started to come out and he was glad that she seemed to be the last one. It was his good luck. No one came to pick her up, so she started walking down the road.

He let her get away from the school when he made his move. He pulled his truck up a ways in front of her, parking it by the side of the road so she would have to walk by it. She came strutting down the road in her pink top, plaid skirt and sneakers. The top was pulled tightly over a fine set of tits and her long legs were revealed beneath the short skirt. She was too innocent or she thought that Chester looked harmless and that was her downfall. Chester put the dirty rag of c********* over her body and she went limp in his arms in seconds. He tied her up and through her in the bed of the pickup and raced out of town. It wasn’t long before he was on the road, a two-lane ribbon of tar that was in the middle of nowhere and went nowhere. She would be waking up soon enough, but she wasn’t going anywhere. He had bound her tight.

April woke up, her head hurt and her mouth was dry. She was hot, lying in the back of a dirty truck as the sun beat down on her. Her legs were pulled up behind her and she was shocked that she could move them. Then it hit her, her ankles were bound. Her arms were behind her and bound at the wrists. When she pulled on them, her legs bent up higher, her arms tied to her legs. She didn’t know what happened. The last thing she remembered was walking home and was walking past an old pickup truck. She had thought it was abandoned.
The truck turned off the highway and the dust kicked up as it bounced along the dirt road. April had no idea where she was, but she couldn’t see anything from the bed of the truck. She screamed, but the truck didn’t stop. She couldn’t turn over; her legs behind her prevented her. She finally had to put her head back down on the floor of the truck; her neck ached from keeping it up. The truck vibrated and bounced as it continued to move over the dirt road.
It must have been hours before the truck pulled through an old wooden gate. It looked like it had been there for a century. She could see buildings now, a barn and a house. She hoped that she would be saved now. Her mouth was parched, barely able to say a word. All of her screaming did little good. A man came around to the back of the truck. He was old and bald, an evil grin on his face. He untied her wrists from her ankles, but that was all. He picked her up like a baby and carried her.
“Who are you? What do you want?” Her hoarse voice trembled as she said it. She was afraid of the answer. “You can call me Master.” He carried her over to the barn, Mabel waited for him.
April thought she was saved when she saw the woman. She wouldn’t let anything happen to her. “Help me!”
“She’s a pretty one, Chester. You know how to pick them.” Chester put her down between them. “You hold still unless you want Chester to beat on you. He can get carried away with himself so be careful.”
April stood between them, but her ankles were still bound and her wrists were bound behind her back. She couldn’t have run even if she wanted to.
“Let’s see what I got.” It didn’t take Chester more than a few seconds to unbutton the skirt and pull down the zipper. It fell to her feet without any provocation. The girl screamed when she saw her skirt fall away.
“You keep that mouth shut or I’ll stuff if shut,” he warned her.
A chair was pulled out and she was pushed into it. Her legs were tied wide open to the edges so she couldn’t close her legs. She never felt so exposed, her legs spread obscenely, afraid of what the man wanted from her. He was old and ugly, afraid of what he would f***e her to do. A bag was placed over her head and she couldn’t see anything any longer. The darkness made her more fearful. What didn’t they want me to see? Was he going to kill me?
His hands ran over her soft thighs, feeling her muscles try to clench her legs shut, but they had bound her well. “It’ll get a lot worse if you keep yelling like that. No one can hear you. We’re miles from the nearest neighbors and out here, we keep to ourselves. Nod your head if you’re going to behave?”
She didn’t have a choice, his cold, clammy hand moved over her thighs as if they were lovers and it moved closer to her pussy. The thong barely covered anything and she feared what he would do to her. She nodded her head, surrendering.
She was untied from the chair, but they tied her ankles and wrists together and stood her up. The woman was as bad as the man; both of them began to work on her top. They worked on the shoulder straps, April knew that she would be stripped of it soon enough. They pushed the top off her body, tearing it when needed until she was stripped to her bra and thong. She hated that she wore such sexy lingerie. Would they strip the last of her clothes from me? She trembled half-naked between the two people. Never in her life could she have fathomed such a thing like this happening to her.
The man moved away, but when he came back, she grew more frightened. He carried over a large wooden beam. The only thing she could think of was that it was a cross. There was a large crosspiece that connected the upright.
They untied her wrists but then each of them grabbed one of her wrists and pulled it to the far end of the crosspiece. With new rope, they tied her wrists to the rough wooden beam.
“What are you doing?” She cried out. Then they tied her ankles to the bottom post, tighter then needed. She didn’t know what was happening when the whole thing was lifted up by the two of them. They carried her to the front of the barn. They placed it below a big pulley that hung down from a beam, from the front of the barn. They attached the rope from the pulley to the top of the cross and April found herself drawn up high into the air. She hung there, half-naked and strung up on a cross.
They left her that way as darkness began to fall. April grew cold but she couldn’t do anything, shamed to be half-naked and hung.
She thought he came back to let her down, but he only brought her body to the ground. He quickly stripped off her bra and thong, April fearing that he would take her intimately. Then the woman came and they untied her, April thankful for that. But it wasn’t to let her loose. It was so they could bind her naked body to the cross, this time in a crueler position. Her arms were wound around the top crosspiece with chains to secure them. A gag was shoved into her mouth and bound around her head. It was a hard piece of wood that split her lips and filled her mouth. Her legs were pulled up behind her, bent at the knees and tied at her ankles. But what was worse was the rope that ran from around her neck and down her front. They pulled her pussy lips apart and ran the thick, rough rope through the soft, inner lips of her pussy and out the back to run up her crack until it tied to the top of the cross piece. When they yanked her back up into the air again, all of her weight was center on her crotch, painfully splitting her up the middle like a sharp knife.

They left her again, shivering naked and cold, her crotch ached as if she sat on a knife between her legs. It was hours before they came back, April fearful when she saw the dark clouds in the sky. It looked like rain. They hauled her back down again, but they didn’t release her. They dragged her but didn’t release her from the cross. The man picked her and the cross up as if she didn’t weigh a thing. He took her out into the middle of a cornfield and set the post into the ground. They put the bag over her head again, and then they left her. The breeze picked up, colder now. The sky lit up with lightening in the background and it was only minutes before it began to rain. It started off lightly, but within an hour, it was pouring and the water ran off her naked body.
It rained for hours and then the night grew colder. April was thankful for morning, though she could only see the brightness shine through the bag that covered her head.

April was exhausted when he threw her into a dark room, barely big enough to contain her, more of a box then a room. She was still naked, but at least the rope that split her crotch was gone, though it still ached from being shoved so harshly between her soft pussy lips. Her hands were bound with leather in front of her and her ankles were bound, f***ed to kneel in the small room. Her eyes pleaded with him, but the door closed and she was thrust into darkness.
Exhausted, she fell into a fitful sl**p, the slightest noise woke her up, shivering in the cold room, but anything was better than hanging outside like a scarecrow in the rain and night air. Her only hope was that he wouldn’t put her back out into the fields, but she also feared what else he had in store for her. Naked and bound, she would be unable to stop him from doing anything to her and his wife was as bad or worse than he was. She didn’t know whether it was day or night when the door opened. It looked like she was in a basement, not a drop of light shone in except from the bare light bulbs. He helped her out of the small room. Next to the door, he had her bra, panties, socks and a white blouse.
“Put them on, but leave the blouse open.” He untied her wrists and ankles so she could dress. He watched her dress, covering up her lovely body, but his cock only grew harder at the expectations of what he would do to her.
She didn’t know why he wanted her dressed, even in the skimpy garments he gave her, but she didn’t care. It gave her a chance to cover at least part of her body. She tried not to stare at the bulge in his pants, but she knew it was there and she had caused it. Would he take me with it? Then she saw the chains and leather cuffs in his hands. She kneeled on the cold cement floor while he put the leather cuffs on her hands. The chain connected them to the cuffs on her ankles, pulled behind her back as she kneeled up for him. Then she felt him put the tape over her mouth, thankful that his cock wouldn’t go in her mouth, but fearful as to why he gagged her. Did he want to silence my screams?

Bound as she was, she couldn’t stop him as he took liberties with her body. With her arms pulled behind her back, it thrust out her breasts and he took advantage of it. The frilly, white bra barely contained her breasts and the opened blouse only accented her half-naked breasts. His hands were calloused and clammy as they squeezed her breasts as though they were ripe fruit. He pushed them almost free of her bra by the sheer power of his clenching hands. She groaned into the gag, but could do little as he mauled her youthful breasts. She kneeled up higher when his hand slid down her belly, but it passed quickly over her panty-covered mound to seek out her thighs. He began to slap them, first softly, but then harder when she didn’t respond. It took her a moment before she realized what he wanted, but it was still difficult to spread her legs wider, her knees rubbed raw on the hard, rough concrete as she spread her legs for him. Even when she did it, he didn’t stop. It only gave him more of her soft, silky flesh to beat with his hands. April felt the sting on her flesh, but she feared the slaps when he moved high up her thighs and so close to her pussy. He suddenly grabbed her crotch like a man would a large ball, his fingers curled into her flesh painfully as she rose up higher on her knees as if she could escape the cruel touch. She only got so much higher before the chains connecting her arms and legs stopped her, forcing her to suffer as his fingers bruised her tender sex.

She hated when he pushed down on her back and it f***ed her head to the cold concrete, her ass rose up and met the blow from his hand on her buttocks. Her muscles quivered in pain, but he cared little except to slap the other cheek. He must have spanked her a dozen times before he stopped, April whimpered in her gag. He took the chain off her ankles and pulled her up with one hand. He dragged her off to another room close by, her bound ankles dragged on the floor by the sheer strength of the man. She saw it in the center of the room, far worse than the cross that he put her on in the field. Two chains hung down from the ceiling, worn leather cuffs dangled from them. He made short work of taking off the cuffs on her wrists and yanking her arms up and securing them in each of the cuffs. When he was finished, her arms were yanked up high in the air, spread to the sides. Then he secured her ankles with short chains that were bolted to the floor. She looked up when she heard the sound of the chains clanking, the man had turned some cranks and her wrists were pulled up higher. She moaned loudly in the gag, but he didn’t stop until she was perched precariously on her toes. Then he closed the door and left her in darkness.

He left her stretched out until her muscles ached for hours. Then she heard the door rattle and it opened. She saw him stand in the doorway. He was naked, his cock fisted in his hand as he stroked it and his evil eyes scanned her body. He was going to take her body and she couldn’t do anything about. He was old, but his cock looked virile, hard, big and growing bigger as he stroked it. He moved in front of her until she felt his cock touch her belly. She couldn’t move away, the chain on her ankles kept her within his reach. His hands ran up her sides until they found her breasts. She felt his cock jerk in pleasure against her when he squeezed her breasts. His hips began to dry fuck her with his cock on her belly as he mauled her breasts. It wasn’t long before her bra was pushed up and her breasts were naked. His cruel fingers pinched and yanked on her nipples, not to pleasure her, but to excite his cock with her muffles cries of pain. Even with her ankles tied together, he ripped off her panties. Then she felt his hands around her back and she was pulled up against him. He used one hand to slide his cock up and down her dry slit. He had to crotch down to get the right height, but then she screamed into the gag when he tore into her dry pussy with a painful thrust. She never felt anything so big and hard. It f***ed her muscles into submission by the sheer power. April never felt anything like it before. It was as if he shoved a spear inside her. His hips never stopped moving, fucking her deeper and harder as she bounced around on the chains, unable to escape the cruel penetrations. She didn’t know how long she could stand this, but he seemed insatiable, fucking her like a machine. She prayed that he would cum in her and end her misery.
She was so tight, his cock so hard, that he had trouble shoving all the way inside her. But he succeeded, the head of his cock slammed into her cervix and he was rewarded with a muffled cry of pain. Painful clenching of her pussy muscles that felt so good on his cock. He tore his cock in and out of her, sweating against her young, lean body, her tits rubbed on his chest until the nipples were f***ed erect by the rubbing of his hairy chest on them. Chester was reminded why it was worth all the danger to capture her as her tight pussy clenched and unclenched on his cock with such delight. He had masturbated only hours ago, wanting to fuck her for a long time before he came in her. He pounded her young, tight pussy for over ten minutes before his lust could no longer be contained.
She felt his fingers dig into her buttocks like steel talons and the head of his cock crashed harshly into her cervix as if he was trying to drive it into her womb. He pulled out, but was back with a vengeance, his cock bigger as the head swelled up. She knew he was ready to cum, but when he did, she could never have expected so much cum fill her. She was sure that he would make her pregnant; her only hope is that at his age, he wasn’t as fertile as he once was. It felt like gallons of cum that filled her, the salty juices burned her abraded flesh from his brutal fucking. He pulled her up onto his cock until he finished unloading inside her, leaving her as quickly as he came. The room was thrown into pitch black as she hung there, cum leaking out of her pussy to stain her thighs.... Continue»
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OLD MAN ON THE BUS - BY HANNAH

MY STORY - OLD MAN ON THE BUS - BY HANNAH[/image]

For as long as I could remember, I have wanted to fuck a really old man of like 60- 80. Wow turns me on!I always thought I would seduce him on the bus, and he’d be a shy fat old man of 76 or more. Just the idea of it makes me wet. I often touch myself and think about it, and I always have a huge messy orgasm.

One day I got to try it. I was riding the bus next to a dirty old man with a box on his lap. I sit down by him and subtly flash my cleavage, and then my panties at him. His eyes got big when he caught site of my nipples or my clean shaven pussy peeking out from my white underwear. I could see that he was getting a noticeable bulge in his pants. His cock was sticking up just between the box and his fat stomach, and no one’s could see it but me.

So, I sat up and put my hand on his crotch. Then, I started slowly wanking him off through his pants. He laid his head back on the seat and moaned softly. So, I unzipped his pants and pulled his dirty old man cock out. Then, I looked around to see if anyone could see. The few people on the bus seemed to be sl**ping. It was late at night. No one was looking.
So, I bent down and licked it, it was a dirty old cock and the smell was a bit foul but that what i love about a real dirty old man. Then, I started sucking on the underside of it, alternating between licking down to his balls to circling my tongue around the head of it. He was really breathing hard. And he started fucking my mouth by pressing his hips rhythmically forward. I knew he was about to squirt hot cum into my mouth when he started grunting and shoving his cock into my mouth.

His hot dirty old man cum squirted first into my mouth, and then all over my face as I pulled my mouth off of him. Some of it got in my hair. I licked him clean and put his cock back in his pants. He didn’t even zip them up. He gave me a tissue to wipe my face, and I looked around no one had seen what a slutty thing I did.

The bus stopped and he suddenly zipped up and said, “This is my stop.” I said, “Do you want me to come with you?” He looked back at me and said, “Yes, I would.” So, I followed him off the bus and onto the sidewalk and up the walk of his small dilapidated dirty house.

When we got inside I grabbed his pants and got out his cock again. “I want you to fuck me.” I said desperately. “If I suck you until you’re hard again, will you fuck me?” I thought he was going to have a coronary. “Yes.” He wheezed. And we went into the bedroom.

I pulled off my white panties and go onto the bed. He stood there and watched as I lifted my skirt and spread my legs for him. “Do you see how wet my little pussy is right now?” He nodded. “It needs a good fucking.” This time he started pulling his pants off. He was already rock hard at the site of my hot wet gooey pussy. I spread my pussy lips to welcome him inside me. “Shove your cock in me! Please you dirty old fucker!” And I arched my back to give him easy access.

He grabbed his old dick and played with the entrance to my young bold cunt with the head of it. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter as he teased me. Suddenly he shoved it half way in. It was thick. I moaned and begged for more. Then, he started stroking me with his dirty old dick. He was shoving it all the way in so that I could feel one of his saggy old balls going halfway inside my pussy lips. The other one slapped against my ass hole. He pounded me deep. I’ll give the old goat that.

We fucked for a good half hour before he filled my cunt with his elderly dirty cum. I must have cum at least 10 or 12 times. Then, he pulled out and shot some more hot cum on my pussy lips and clit, and I had a shuddering orgasm and squirted all over him.
It was awesome. Then, he pissed all over me and I drank some of it. I felt so dirty! What a filthy whore I am!... Continue»
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On the Farm (Summer of 61)


Since I can remember me and my cousin Devon had been playing with each
others little penises, and I don't recall ever feeling any guilt, fear, or regret.
We seemed always to be fascinated with each others cocks and balls, and our
bodies, and more than anything, had a lot of fun.
Dev was born and lived in Abilene Kansas, his mother divorced, they both
lived with my Great Aunt, (his Grandmother) on her farm directly north of
Abilene. By the age of 4 or 5 I was spending my summers there, and he would be in
Colorado for Christmas. The summer of 1961 we were both 8 years old, and
completely comfortable with each other, no shame, but by this time had learned
to be discreet, and keep our little adventures out of sight for the most
part. We never did get into fucking, or anything anal, it was all absolute
fascination with our cocks, our nipples, feet, balls.
Dev's penis was entirely different from mine. It's difficult to say
whether he was average size for that age, but, he was a little shorter than mine.
It was narrow, a very ivory white, and his foreskin was (is) thin, silky, and
a little tight. When his skin was retracted, especially when hard, his
glans was always this cherry red, smooth with little flare, and shaped like the
nub of a bullet. His slit had this little gathering of skin in the cleavage,
kind of bunched up, and a tight frenulem, and when hard, sort of bent
downward from the end, like a little faucet.
Mine, on the other hand, (!) was just a little longer, a little thicker,
darker, and my foreskin was, by that time, a lot looser than his. My glans is
pinker, and my skin when retracted is very pink on the inside, and very moist.
This was always one of the advantages, because we thought we had invented
docking, and it was a lot easier for him to slide inside my skin than it was
for me to get inside his.
Just a little background.
This was probably in the middle of July of that year. It was very hot,
dusty, and we had been playing, (really playing with our pants on) around the
barn. We had gone inside to get out of the sun, and were fooling around, a
little wiped out from the sun, and just laying in some straw. The barn doors
were open a little, and we could see the farm house, and to the right, where one
of the doors was opened wider was a shed. There was kind of a wall of baled
straw between the barn and the shed.
Dev wanted to go inside to get something cold to drink, and we were just
about out of the barn when we heard one of the farm hands talking. Still on our
way out, we heard him say, `stay here, gonna check it out.' Then heard a
woman's voice say "OK". Dev motioned for me to stay out of sight, and then
whispered in my ear that "he's gonna fuck her." That was new to me, I knew
what fucking was, but had no idea what it looked like. The farm hand
apparently tried to open the shed door, but it was locked. By this time my cousin had
taken my hand and we snuck very quietly behind the straw bales.
This put us about 12 feet from where they were standing, We had a nice view
of their profile, cause he pushed her up against the wall of the shed and
pulled her dress up and started fingering her pussy. Something else I had never
seen. He let go of her, while she held up her skirt, pulled her panties
down, and unbuttoned his fly. His dick was already hard and looked really nice.
First adult boner I had ever seen, it was circumcised, and bounced when his
balls came out. Then he did something that I wasn't expecting. He tore
open a little package and pulled out this whitish thing and unrolled it over his
arched up hard on. Dev had his hand in my crotch, feeling my stiff one,
already with a big wet spot, (I've always been a dripper, even before I started
to cum), and we both had eyes glued to that guys cock.
He slid it inside her. She moaned and said something in Spanish. Watching
him shoving his cock back and forth, grunting, I remember seeing the sweat
dripping in his face, even though they were in the shade of the building. It
took only 3 or 4 minutes, and he groaned once more, fell against her panting,
I remember she had let go of her skirt, and had both hands on either side of
her, palms against the wall.
He stayed that way a few minutes, pushed himself upright, dick glistening
with the sheen of the rubber, and hanging heavy. With both hands, he pulled
the rubber off holding the base with one, and the tip with the other and threw
it against the shed where it fell into a bush. His cock looked wonderful,
but the show was short, he used the tail of his shirt to wipe it off, and
before we both knew it, he was buttoned up and gone. The Mexican girl fluffing
herself up, poofing her hair, stayed for a few seconds, then walked the other
way. Hardly anything said between the two of them.
After they were gone, Dev had his hand in my fly and I had been feeling his
rigid dick under his pants, he giggled, and showed me the wet hand from the
stuff oozing from my cock. We still kept very quiet, massaging each others
dicks, when he said, in a whisper again, `lets go get the bag..' I wasn't
sure what he meant, until he started to creep over to the bush where the guy
had thrown it. I followed, not quite ready, but Dev picked it off one of
the branches holding it by the opening, held it for me to see, and then motioned
for us to go back to the barn.
In the back of the barn, the light wasn't so good, just narrow shafts that
came through the boards of the walls, but good enough to see the treasure we
had just found. We both examined it, it was very thin, and the end was
filled with the hands jizz. Dev asked me if I wanted to feel it, but I told him
to go first, which he did, sticking his index finger inside just touching the
surface of the pool inside. "Its warm!", and then he took his finger out and
put it to his nose to smell. (We were very into the smells of our cocks).
He gave it to me, and I did the same thing, and remember the slick feeling
inside, and the warm cum. Dev had his cock out, and was on his knees in
front of me, said, "I want to try it on" so I handed it to him, got on my knees,
and undid my fly and pulled my aching hard on out, and it was aching. Then
he said, `you put it on me', and gave it back to me, and so with both hands,
literally shaking, I carefully placed the opening over the nipple of his
skin, his cock hard and standing parallel with his belly, the rubber dangling
heavy with the weight of the fluid, and very slowly eased it down over his
cock, at one point taking it in my left hand and holding it so it was straight
out, and the jizz wouldn't leak.
It was like putting a size 13 shoe on a size 6. It hung off his cock like
an oversized overcoat, but looked hotter than hell, and when I squeezed his
stiff dick inside the rubber, I felt the cum slosh over his shaft, and felt it
jerk. That did it.
I wanted him to do the same with me, so I carefully took it off his now
slimy cock and he took it and repeated the same on mine. The feel of that rubber
sliding down my shaft, and his hands holding it close so no cum dripped out
was indescribable. It was tighter on my dick, but not much, and the feel of
the cum on my skin was beautiful. Seeing Dev's dirty hand holding my
sheathed boner, and his rigid dick bobbing up and down, his skin puckered like it
was trying to kiss someone was pretty amazing.
We got a little braver with the rubber, he got his index finger between it
and my shaft, and worked his way to the end. There was no reservoir, just a
blunt tip, and I watched his finger probe in the jizz, and then stick his
finger inside my skin, getting the cum around my glans. I did the same with him,
except it was a little harder cause I couldn't get my finger under his skin,
it was too snug, so I took the rubber off, and pulled his skin back, kind of
snapping over the ridge, he was so hard, and then pulled the rubber back on,
bathing his dick in the cum
Both of us up to then weren't physically able to shoot a load, but we
pretended that that cum was ours, still getting the feeling of a climax, over and
over.
We jacked off the rest of the afternoon, well in to the night, and for the
next two days played with that used condom until it literally fell apart.
Later that summer, now knowing what a rubber was, Dev was able to steal a
couple from that same farm hand, and sure enough, a week before I had to go
home to Colorado, I was jerking him off in one of the rubbers, (still too big
for him) when he grabbed my hand tight with his hand, both of us gripping his
rubbered boner, when he threw his head back, squealed, and I felt the warm
gush of his very first semen, felt it blow up the end of the bag, and felt his
body shudder.
I kept hold, him collapsing on his back from the kneeling position we always
seemed to take. My cock throbbing. He giggled, I giggled, I slid it off
his still stiff dick, put it to my nose, smelled the amazingly clean sweet
smell, feeling a little jealous, but very close to him at that minute. He sat
up, took it and looked at it real close, looked at his cock which was getting a
little soft, and the last drop of his jizz just showing from the rosebud
skin nip. He felt his wet cock, and it jerked, took the drop from the end of
his skin and stuck it inside mine, and then slid his used rubber over my
cock.
I wanted to cum so bad, just like him, I leaned back, hands behind me and
let him jack me off with his cum and used rubber, and then, after about 20
minutes, I felt my dick start to edge to that wonderful itch, that intense
tickle, his cock, revived, hard and sticky in my hand, watching him move that sudsy
rubber up and down my shaft, my skin wet with his jizz, and like a cork
popping from a champagne bottle, my dick took over my brain, body, and universe,
feeling every spurt vibrating through the middle of my penis, splashing
against the blunt end of the rubber, and spilling over my glans, dripping out the
end on my balls, and Dev's still pumping hand.
This actually happened. It couldn't have been better. Both of us reaching
that point in our bodies that signaled a monumental change. That wasn't the
end of the fun that night, or, in fact, for the next 20 years, but it added a
whole world of dimension to the fun and adventure we had with each other
and each others cocks, discovering the tastes, the smells, the sensations our
two cocks together shared.
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The Farm

“Ok Grandpa, I can come down for the weekend. I’ve missed seeing you and Grandma. I have someone who I’d like you to meet.” I said as Grandpa was getting excited that I met someone. He knew my ex-boyfriend and knew he was nothing but trouble. “I sure hope he’s good to you.” Yes he is, in so many ways,” I reply. “We will be down by 4 in the afternoon on Friday, if that’s ok with you and Grandma?”

My boyfriend Jimmy is thrilled to be going to visit with my grandparents, I talk about them all the time and tell him how good my grandma cooks. My grandpa works in his work shed building bird houses that he sells at the fairs. I tell Jimmy that he could learn something creative from him.
Friday morning I begin to pack our clothes. I make sure to bring my matching denim bra and panties, and a sexy nightie set for the dance we’ll be going to. Jimmy steps out of the shower to see me bent over the bed packing. He walks towards me soak and wet, and grabs my waist. His hands slide up to my breasts and he begins to massage my nipples. Jimmy kisses my neck and tells me how good I look bent over.

“Mm I like how your dick feels up against my ass crack.” I tell him before turning my neck to kiss him. Jimmy turns me around to hold me close and kisses me passionately. Tongues flickering in and out of our mouths, our hands are all over each other. Jimmy’s dick is rock hard against my tummy, before I take him into my hands. I stroke his dick with both hands as I squat before him.

I take his head and just slip it into my hot hungry mouth. A hand on his shaft and the other massages his balls. Jimmy holds my head and fucks my mouth feverishly. When I remove my hand from his balls and begin to finger my pussy, Jimmy pulls from me and wants to do what I’m doing.
Jimmy pushes me to the wall, lifts one leg to be in his arms and the other hand is fingering my wet clit. I kiss him and pant with heat. His fingers are in and out of my slick pussy. I beg him to fuck me. “I want to feel your hard dick in my horny pussy, please baby. Please fuck me!”
“Is this what you want? You want my hard cock in your cunt? You want me to fuck you?” Jimmy said with a hungry horny voice. “Yes, take me now! Fuck my pussy!” I say as I’m panting harder.
Jimmy looks at me with an evil smirk and replies, “Tell me to fuck your cunt, you nasty little whore. Tell me you want me to fill you full of my hot jizz. Tell me how you want to be fucked like a whore!” He says as he fingers my pussy and toys with my ass.

I smile back, wink my eye and grab a hold of his cock and say, “Hey baby, do you want to fuck my hot wet cunt and fill me full? I’m a hungry whore who can’t get enough dick to satisfy me. I want you to fill me full of your hot cum. I want you to fuck my cunt and fuck my tight ass, now baby.” With that being said, Jimmy slid his dick deep in me and began to fuck me hard.

“Is this what your nasty cunt wants?” As he rammed himself harder inside me. “Yes, yes, harder, fuck me harder!!” I scream. Jimmy pulls from my wet cunt and turns me to face the wall, before he tells me to spread my ass wide. I bend over and spread my cheeks as he spits on my tight hole before ramming himself hard into my puckered hole.

“Ugh, yes fill my ass!” I say. “Damn baby, you are nice and tight. Do you like this? Is this what you want?” Jimmy says as he slams his dick harder against my ass. A quick slap comes across my ass and I cry out for him to do it again. Jimmy slaps me a few more times before he begins to cum in my ass.

“I told you this whore wants to suck your cum from that dick of yours.” I said as Jimmy pulls from me then moves to my opened mouth. I suck the man dry and play with my wet pussy. “Mm you taste so good, baby.” I tell him when I’m finished with his shribbling dick.
I stand to finish packing when I see the time on the clock. “We need to get on the road. Grandma will be mad if we are late for dinner,” I say in a hurried voice. Jimmy turns me around, kisses me and tells me that he loves our nasty fuck sessions and he hopes we can fuck in the barn. “Oh we will, just you wait and see.”

After the 3 hour drive, we finally arrive at the farm. Grandma is taking the clean sheets off the clothes line and grandpa comes strolling out of the work shed. I give grandma and grandpa a big hug, then introduce them to Jimmy. Big hugs and kisses from each of them as they greeted him. Jimmy was a sport and took the greetings.

The four of us walk into the old farm house, then I head to the attic. I’ve always slept in the attic along with my s****r and my cousin, Tim. The three of us always had a good time up there. Jimmy was a little hesitant at first about helping me with the luggage, until grandpa tells him to take his luggage upstairs.

Grandma had the queen size bed already made, along with clean towels and fresh flowers from her garden in my favorite vase on the dresser. Jimmy sets the luggage down, then takes me by the waist and tells me he loves this place. I look him in the eye and tell him, “We will have a fun 3 days. Lots of sex, everywhere.” “Damn woman, you are making me want to **** you right here.” Jimmy says in a very horny way.

I kiss his lips and rub my hands down his back, then slide my hands down the inside of his pants. I grab his bare ass and gently get a good hold of him. I work my way thru the crack of his ass and just barely slip my first finger in his tight hole. “Mm,” comes from Jimmy.
Jimmy pulls away from me long enough to undo his jeans and to pull them off. I pull his shirt over his head and stroke his chest, teasing his nipples with my pinching and then nibbling with them with my teeth. I begin stroking his cock, slow at first, then faster as he gets more excited.

As I’m starting to feel the wetness build between my legs, Jimmy starts undressing me. I have to help him, by this time I’m ready to mount him and ride him. I push him down on the edge of the bed and spread his legs wide as I go down on him. I cup his balls and stroke his shaft, then just slip my mouth over his head. Jimmy moans as I suck and stroke him faster.

My pussy is aching to have him buried deep, so I move my kisses up his happy trail as I crawl on the bed and straddle his torso. I tease his dick sliding up and down my clit, then once I feel his head pushing against my opening, I gently slide down his shaft. We both let out a loud moan as I began to rise up and slide back to his base. I place my hands on his chest and I’m on my feet pumping his dick.

Jimmy grabs hold of my ass cheeks to help me fuck him. Jimmy slips his finger just inside my ass. I bend forward to kiss him, then began to rotate on his shaft to face his knees. I grind my pussy onto his base and grind my clit on his balls.

When I lean forward just enough to ride him backwards, Jimmy slaps my ass then slips his finger deep in my ass. “Mm, that feels good baby. Give me another finger,” I say to him. Jimmy has 2 fingers in me and the start of a third. I lean forward a bit more for his access of his third finger to be pumping my ass. When Jimmy feels that he has stretched my ass enough, he has me get on my knees for him to fuck my ass. Jimmy licks my ass to make sure he has enough lube to slide in with ease. His thick cock just barely inside my hole, rocking back and forth with a push to be further in me.

“Give it to me, give me your dick, and Fuck my ass!” I say loud enough for him to know how much I want him. Jimmy stands on the bed over the top of my ass and slides out, then holds his dick to enter again full f***e. I pinch my nipples with each f***eful thrust.

“Play with my pussy, baby” I beg with heavy panting. Jimmy reaches between my legs and fingers my clit. “You’re so wet,” he tells me before his fingers are in his mouth, then back to get a better sampling. I’m bucking to get him to fuck me faster, I need to get off. Jimmy pumps his dick harder and faster into me.

Jimmy stops quickly to ask if I heard something. I tell him it’s probably just my grandparents going outside. Jimmy shrugs his shoulders and continues with his fucking. He’s starting to tire and goes to lay on the bed. I squat over him again, facing his knees but slide my ass on his dick. Jimmy pulls me to lay on his chest, so he can kiss me and hold my tits.

The passion between us doesn’t hear the bedroom door open. In walks grandpa. He stood in the doorway watching Jimmy holding my legs and pumping his dick into my ass. Grandpa’s dick grows hard. He unbuttons his bib overalls and pulls his large cock out to stroke. The old man can’t stand it any longer before he comes over to the bed.

He fingers my pussy, then strokes his dick some more. Jimmy is startled when grandpa says, “Keep your dick in her ass son, I’m going to fuck her wet kitty.” I smile as grandpa fingers my clit then slides his old dick into my wet pussy. I moan as he stretches me and begins to slide in and out. Jimmy moans for the feeling of grandpa’s dick on the other side of the thin wall between my pussy and ass.

The two men take turns fucking me, until they are ready to cum. Grandpa pulls out of me quickly and strokes his dick over my tits and my opened mouth. Jimmy continues fucking my ass and fills me with his hot load. Grandpa still stroking his cock, leans down to lick my cum filled ass and pussy. Jimmy watches as I enjoy the old man’s tongue in action.

I moan with pleasure, as grandpa flicks his tongue over my swollen clit. “You sure are enjoying his tongue, aren’t you?” Jimmy asks with wonder. Grandpa stops his licking and replied, “She’s always liked me licking her sweet little cunt. Her step-dad started playing with her pussy shortly after he caught her and her step b*****r playing with each other. Then one day when I was visiting my son, I walked in on him fucking Lori. I stood in the doorway watching as she took his thick cock fill her ass, and she enjoyed every minute.”

“So that’s why when you dream you are telling your daddy to fuck you harder.” Jimmy said. “Yes baby, daddy and I have been fucking for a few years. Then one day my mom caught us, she wasn’t thrilled, but we included her in our fun. Eventually, she and daddy started having mind blowing sex again, until she started fucking with some of her co-workers. The two of them fought like crazy until my mom moved out and filed for a divorce.” I said to Jimmy.

I continued with the story of me and daddy as we got dressed. When we got to the kitchen grandma asked if us k**s had fun upstairs. Jimmy looked at me and was embarrassed that she heard us. “Yes grandma, you know how my hormones go crazy and take over,” I laughed and helped her with setting the table for dinner. Jimmy sat on the front porch with grandpa and answered the questions grandpa threw at him.

“Dinner’s ready,” I said out the screen door. The men came in. Grandma said the evening prayer and we dug into the food. “My goodness, all the fucking made you k**s hungry,” grandma said with a chuckle. “Honestly, I told Jimmy how good you cooked and I had been waiting for this,” I muffled with a mouthful of food.

“What’s your plans while you are here, dear?” Grandpa asked. “Well I thought I’d show Jimmy around the farm, take a hike up the mountain sometime tomorrow or Sunday.” I said as Jimmy watched us chat back and forth. “Woo wee grandma, I’m stuffed. I’ll help you with the dishes.” Grandpa told us to go on and he will help with the dishes.

Jimmy excused himself and followed me out the door. Quickly he held my hand as I led him to the chicken coop. He was shocked to watch me put my hands under the chickens and gather some of the eggs. Then I told Jimmy to do it. He shook his head and said no. I think he’s afraid to get his hand pecked.

The next stop was the stable where the horses and cows were. “Do you milk the cows, too?” Jimmy asked. “Normally grandpa does, I haven’t done that in years. I’m sure I know how, but that’s done in the morning.” I explained. Jimmy looked up and asked, “What’s up there?” “The hayloft. Grandpa and my uncles bale the hay or straw and put it up there for the winter months.”

I started up the ladder telling Jimmy to follow me. When we reached the top of the barn, Jimmy took a deep breath of the smell. “I’ve always liked the smell of hay. Clover hay smells the best and it’s the softest.” I said as I picked up a handful and put it under Jimmy’s nose.
“What do you mean the softest?” Jimmy looked puzzled, before I pushed him to land on a pile of hay. “Oh I see what you mean,” he laughed. I stood watching him roll around, then fell next to him as he tugged my leg. We laid next to each other kissing and talking. I told Jimmy that we can spend the night here if he wanted.

“Sex in the barn. On a hay bed, sounds like fun. How about you give me head right now,” Jimmy said as he unzipped his pants. I jumped on that, I stroked his length, then licked him from the base to the tip of his head. Jimmy held my head in place, while he fucked my mouth. When I came up for air, I told Jimmy that being her on the farm makes me so horny. So many places to have good mind blowing sex.” I continued with stroking and bopping my head up and down, massaging his balls until Jimmy filled my mouth with another load of cum.

Jimmy and I started up the steps of the back porch, when I heard grandma tell grandpa to hurry up. I put my finger up to my lips to tell Jimmy to be quiet. We snuck up the steps to see grandpa finger and lick at grandma’s pussy. I licked my lips as I watched grandpa do the same thing every other man has done to me and many other women.

Jimmy reached over my shoulder and pinched my nipple. He was surprised to feel how hard it was. “You enjoy watching, don’t you?” He whispered. I nodded yes. The two of us stood watching, until after grandma finally had an orgasm and told grandpa that she needed to finish dinner. “Aren’t you going to suck this old man’s dick?” Grandpa asked. “Not right now, I know you already filled Lori. What’s saying that you can get a hard dick again?” Grandma replied, then kissed the old man on his cheek.

We waited ‘til they walked into the kitchen before entering the house. Jimmy followed grandpa to the porch, while I helped grandma finish dinner and set the table. The two of us girls chatted up the gossip of both of our lives. She asked how daddy was. I told her about his new girlfriend moving in with him. Her three k**s and two dogs.

Grandma laughed as I told her about their crazy lives. She asked if daddy was fucking with her daughter. I said “not to my knowledge, but if she’s of age… I’m sure he is.” I grabbed the lemonade from the refrigerator when grandpa asked, “Sure he is, what?” I smirked before saying, “Daddy fucking with his girlfriend’s daughter.”

We all sat at the table and chatted as we ate dinner. Grandpa asked Jimmy if he was enjoying his stay. Jimmy nodded as he gnawed at his drumstick. “I bet you are. He chuckled, then said “How many times has she fucked you, while here?” Jimmy almost choked on his chicken. “George, that’s none of your business!” grandma scolded him. “Ha ha, I caught them fucking in the bedroom, then Lori giving him head in the barn loft. I know she’s going to fuck him again tonight. Aren’t you, girl?”

“Grandpa, you know how I get when I come down here. I just want to run naked and fuck anywhere and everywhere I can. That is if it were possible. I love letting the fresh air touch my skin, and letting my large tits bounce as I run through the fields, or as I swim in the pond.” I said as I rubbed Jimmy’s leg.

“You have a pond? One that we can swim in?” Jimmy asked before finishing his lemonade. “Yes we do. All of us going skinny dipping all the time. Why wear suits, when we are all comfortable with each other. I know you and Lori were standing on the porch watching us, before.” Grandma told Jimmy. After the dishes were finished and put away, the four of us went to the pond.

Grandpa hurried with his bibs and jumped in first. Jimmy was second, then grandma and I were next. I quickly swam over to where Jimmy was and straddled his waist, before kissing him. Jimmy squeezed my ass, then worked a finger deep into my ass and then slipped his dick in me. Jimmy whispered in my ear, that he’d never thought that he would be having sex on a farm, and making it with his girl in the presence of her grandparents. All I could do was giggle and kiss him.

Jimmy and I left the pond leaving grandma and grandpa alone. Jimmy nudge me when he saw grandma sitting on grandpa’s lap, and grandpa was sucking on her nipples. “I can only pray that I have the sex drive, to have sex with my honey at that age.” I said in a low voice. Jimmy and I headed back to the farm house, took a quick shower, and then sat on the front porch watching the sunset. After the sunset we heard my grandparents laughing and singing a tune.

Grandma and grandpa said good night and disappeared into their bedroom. Jimmy held my hand as we chatted about our times of growing up. I told him about how many husbands my mom had. Her parents weren’t around in my younger years, I didn’t really know them. I was grateful when my mom married my daddy (step dad). His parents are the coolest. They were surprised when they found out about me and daddy’s love affair. They weren’t upset. Since I was 18 when we started fucking around, no one could say anything.

“Well, the only f****y member who has ever touched my cock, was my aunt Jo,” Jimmy replied. “She rubbed up against me when we played basketball in our driveway. I was helping her with a free throw, when she ground her ass onto my dick. I couldn’t help but to grow a stiff cock.” I touched Jimmy’s cock and he was already stiff. “You liked the thought of your aunt touching you,” Jimmy said yes, then continued on telling me that his aunt Jo gave him a hand job, but nothing else. “That’s a bummer. I would have sucked your cock, if I was her. I’m sure she was afraid of getting caught by your mom.” I said.

Jimmy pulled his shorts down to release his stiffened cock. I hurried to my knees to suck him off. Jimmy came quickly, knowing he couldn’t have much cum left after us fucking so much. After I made sure there wasn’t any cum left, Jimmy lifted my chin to bend forward to kiss me. I stood up and told Jimmy that I was going to bed. Jimmy followed me up the steps, helped me undress, then crawled himself between my legs. He spread my legs wide, fingered my clit, and then dove in for his late night feeding. I moaned loudly as he gave me an orgasm.

I held his head close to my pussy as his finger fucked me harder to get me to squirt my juices. I began to buck as he got the right spot and rubbed it hard. Within a few minutes later, I had soaked his face and chest. Jimmy cleaned me, then came up to kiss me gently to sl**p.

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The Farm

Lil was a hard to control teen. She ran wild having sex and staying out late every night. Her mom could not control her so she took her to her grandfather's farm and left her there for the summer. He lived far out of any town and was a rude and crude old man. When the mom left she told him, "do what you want with her. She needs punishment."

As the mom pulled away the gramp told the girl "I am the boss and you will do as I say or I will tie you and punish you like you have never had before." She looked at him and said "Fuck you old man." He then grabbed her by the hair and stripped her naked. He told her "See how spunky you can be naked little girl. You will get no clothes till I can see that you can behave." She yelled "you can't do this to me." He then grabbed her and turned her over his knee and spanked her ass till it was red and sore. As he spanked her he ran a hand over her pussy. Then he held her down and finger fucked her. She yelled "what are you doing to me?" He told her "Your mom said to use you as I wish. I think you will be my naked sex slave all summer."

He then grabbed her and d**g her to his bed and cuffed her to the railing. Next her cuffed her legs to the bottom railing on the bed. She was now spread eagle on the bed for him. He looked her over and said to her "You have nice tits for a wild c***d. That is a nice pussy too. I think if I fuck you every hour I will soon tame you and you will get to love fucking me. I can fuck better than any young man. Wait till I tie you to the bench and fuck your ass a few times. I hope you learned to suck cock while you was running the streets as I love a great cock sucking. I may have to teach you."

He left her tied to the bed and went out to the barn before he came back in and got naked and into bed with her. His hand went to her pussy and he began to rub her and then finger fuck her again. His hand went to her ass and he finger fucked her ass. He then began to suck on her tits as he fingered her ass and cunt. She had a good set of tits, nice and firm with nice big nipples. As he had three fingers in her cunt he felt her cum. He knew he would win her over and have a sex slave all summer. He had a high sex drive for a man his age and he loved to fuck. With her tied with her legs spread wide he looked at her pussy as his fingers rammed in and out of her. She had a nice size clit and a nice fuck hole. He then slid down to her pussy and began to lick her and then suck on her clit. As he sucked the clit it got very big and he rubbed his tongue over it. He felt her cum again and now wanted to taste her wet pussy and lick that cum. His tongue licked her hole then he shoved the tongue in and tasted her cum. She had a nice sweet tasting cum and as he tongue fucked her she came twice more. He tongued her cunt a while longer licking her cum as she covered his face before he sat up.

He then looked at her and said "I bet you are horny and need some cock." By now tears were running down her face as she knew he was going to fuck her all summer long. He stood up and stripped naked and she gasped as she she saw how hung he was. He had a cock like a pony. Long and thick. He saw he staring at his big cock and said to her "Ready for a man size cock? It is not like those young boys you have been fucking. Now you get to fuck a monster cock." Then he laughed. His cock was hard and wanting pussy as her mounted her. He began to shove his cock in slow at first and was surprised how tight she was for a girl that was fucking all the boys in town. He pushed in deeper and deeper till he was almost all in and then he had the desire to just fuck her hard and fast. She felt good and wet and she was very tight against his big cock. He was fucking her hard and deep pulling almost out then ramming back in. She felt good and soon he filled her with his cum.

He laid on top of her and began to suck on her nipples. As he sucked them they got bigger and harder in his mouth. He liked the feel of the young body beneath him. Fucking her was going to be great all summer and would help satisfy his strong sex drive. His cock got hard once more and he then decided to fuck her again. He pushed his cock to her opening and pushed into her cunt once more. This time he could fuck a long time and he fucked her deep and hard. She felt so warm and wet against his hard cock. He fucked her for forty minutes before he gave her another big blast of cum. He then got up and went naked out to the shed. He came back in with a collar and a leash. He put the leash around her neck and and snapped the leash to it and told her "I will keep this on you when I untie you and lead you with the leash so you can't run away. Of course you will not have any clothes. I have locked them up because I want you naked so I can fuck you probably every hour. I love lots of pussy and you have a great one for my cock to fuck all the time."

He left her in the bed and then about an hour later he came back with his cock hard and sticking straight out. He smiled at her hand said "My cock wants more of that pussy of yours. You ready for a man to fuck you again? I love having your legs spread waiting for my cock to dive in and fuck you hard. I am going to fuck you every place on this farm and in this house. I am going to have my cock in your cunt and ass all the time sweet girl. You will get used to it. I am going to tame you that is for sure. I am going to fuck the wildness out of you." He then mounted her and fucked her for over an hour before he gave her a big load of cum. Then he laid and sucked her nipples and fingered her ass. He fucked her one more time and then left to go turn out the lights and lock the house.

When he settled down for the night he fucked her another four times. He could not get enough of her sweet pussy. The next morning he put the leash on her collar and untied her. He told her "I think you need a bath after all the fucking you got last night. I am going to wash you clean baby." She asked if she could take the bath by her self and he said "No, I am looking forward to soaping your sexy body and rinsing it off and I may even fuck you in the tub." He stood her in the tub and turned on the shower and began to soap her body. He did her tits and her back and then her ass. He scrubbed her ass cheeks and shoved a finger in her asshole and then did her pussy. He soaped her clit and washed it and rinsed it. Then he put soap in her cunt and rinsed it out as his fingers fucked her till she came for him. He then got in the shower and washed himself before he rammed his cock into her wet pussy. "Get on your knees. Suck my cock. If you dont do a good job I will spank that ass with my belt. I am going to make a good cock sucker out of you. I love my cock sucked often. Now suck me hard and deep." As she sucked his cock he tried to push it in deeper and made her gag. She got so she could take more as she kept sucking. He held her head tight to him as her filled her mouth with cum as her wanted her to swallow and not pull his cock out. She did swallow every drop.

He pulled her naked out of the tub and took her to the kitchen. "Lean over the table and spread your legs. I am going to dip my cock in your cunt before we eat." As she bent over the table he fucked her right there. When he had cum in her he pulled out and as she was bent over the table he began to finger fuck her ass. He had two fingers in her and was working on the third when he told her "Today we are going to get my big cock into that tight ass of yours. Nothing better than anal sex and you have a hot ass for me to fuck. Soon as I can get four fingers in your ass I will get my cock in it. I will ass fuck you when you have that monthly period. That way you don't have to suck my cock so much."

They then had breakfast and he took her into the frontroom and bent her over again and worked on her ass. He got three fingers in her and was working on the fourth and then began to slip his cock in that tight ass. He got two inches in her but it was painful so he fucked her just with the two inches in her. He then fucked her cunt and then later tried her ass again and got a couple more inches in her. He spent all day trying to get his cock in her and by night he had got about seven inches into her ass. He figured by morning he would have nine inches fucking that ass hard and deep. He loved ass fucking and needed to get his cock all the way inside her. He had her suck his cock twice and swallow his cum. By the third time she sucked him she could swallow easy. All day he fucked her pussy or her ass and she sucked his cock. He also sucked her tits and ate her pussy sucking on her clit before he tongue fucked her.

After a week she could suck cock the best and swallow every drop. She got so her ass could get his big cock in it and he loved ass fucking her. He still fucked her cunt several times a day. He kept her naked and tied or on the leash. He bathed her every day and fucked her in the tub as she sucked his cock too. He had fucked her in every room and also throughout the barn and shed and in the back yard. All summer the sex was hot and plentiful. They fucked like rabbits and she got so she loved fucking him or sucking his cock. Her mom called to bring her back home but she decided she wanted to stay on the farm and fuck day and night. Of course she did not tell her mom and he told her he needed to get her a little better behaved. So the winter went like the summer. Unlimited sex and lots of it.




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Down on the Farm

So, this happened to me when I was around 18 years old. At the time I lived on a farm in the country (which surprisingly is where most farms are ;)) My M*m had remarried so, although I was originally a City boy, I was a farmer's s*n now. All our relatives, on M*m's side, were from the city and they used to take turns to visit us during holidays. And so it was how my story came to be. It was the August Holidays and the turn of my M*m's youngest s****r and her f****y to visit us. Jean was about 10 years older than me and her k**s were all quite young, young enough to be a nuisance to me, although I put up with them because I enjoyed being around my Aunt. Now, just a little about her. As I said, she was around 28 years old (there was a big gap in ages between her and my M*m, twenty years older). She worked in a physical type of job and so was very fit, with a very nice tight body, even after 3 k**s. She had real long blond hair and a real pretty face, but the one thing that really attracted me to her were her tits. They were huge and I mean huge. A*nt was about 5 foot 5 tall and wore tits I reckon would have been 16 E's, easy. She always wore short shorts and blouses, that were normally left unbuttoned, but tied under those wonderful tits. Anyhow enough of the pre-able.
I had been eyeing A*nt off for a couple of years, ever since I became aware of women being of the other "sex" and realising I was a Tit's and ass man. Being 18 and having my favorite A*nt stay at our farm was about as good as it got, or so I thought. One night, about half way through my A*nt's stay, my M*m was giving me a great deal of grief over getting in and having my shower before dinner (I was busy doing more important stuff like reading a magazine or something similar. Anyhow, she storms into my room and gives me the "Or Else" command, so I put my mag down and wandered out to the Bathroom to do as I was told. As I got to the Bathroom I notice the door is closed, but figuring one of the visitors had closed it on their way out, I simply opened the door and walked in. Now, can you imagine my surprise and delight when, on entering the room I see my A*nt filling the bath with water? She was turned side on to me, with her back slightly facing the door, bending over feeling the water. Oh yes by the way,she was naked. I just stood rock still for what seemed like hours, although probably seconds, looking at her very cute butt and her one tit that was on display. I swear that breast hung down so far her nipple was about level with her elbow. It was without a doubt the most wonderful sight I had ever seen in my short life. After a while she turned and looked at me and I stammered something about being sorry and how M*m had ordered me to shower and I didn't know she was in there and a whole other heap of dribble. A*nt smiled and said it was Ok, she should have locked the door anyhow. I was about to leave and she told me I might just as well have my shower, since I was in the bathroom anyhow and how M*m had been so insistent. I told her it was OK and I'd come back after she finished as I didn't think it right to shower at the same time she was in the bath. She told me not to be so silly, what did that matter as we were f****y anyhow and she came over, locked the door and removed my shirt and shorts. So there we were, both naked and standing in the bathroon together. So I think, "What the fuck, it's what I wanted to see all along", so I jumped into the shower as she turned off her bath water and climbed in. I washed myself under the shower, keeping my back to my A*nt until I finished. As I turned off the water, she stepped into the shower and told me I had been a good boy for not watching her bathe and kissed me. I started to kiss her back, but she broke the kiss off and knelt down in front of me and took my very hard cock into her mouth. No licking, rubbing, stroking or anything else, straight in it went, to the base. At that stage of my life I had only had one girl blow me and it wasn't anywhere near the depth of this so I near collapsed onto the floor. She kept her pressure up on my cock until I felt my impending cum build. As my Girlfriend would never let me cum in her mouth, I tapped A*nt on the back and whispered I was about to come, at which point she withdrew my cock from her mouth and told me to hurry then, sinking my cock back to the depths of her throat once again. As I felt my cock bump her throat I let go with about 5 or 6 spurts of cum, the likes of which I had never experienced before. A*nt simply sucked me clean and stood up, saying what a very good boy I was. She then stepped out of the shower, put on her robe and cleaned her teeth, as I regained my composure. As she left the bathroom, she said to me there was really no need for anyone to know I had been in the bathroom while she was. She closed the door and that was that for the rest of the evening. No eye contact, no touching. Nothing, it was as if we hadn't been together at all.
The next morning, after we all had breakfast together, my D*d told me he was going into town to get something and that I was to take the truck out to the house water supply windmill and check, as he thought there was a problem with it. He left for town a short time after, with my U*cle and his three k*ds. I went and got the tools I thought I'd need,before telling my M*m I was heading off. Jean asked if she could come for a ride and I said sure. We both jumped into the truck and headed off to check on the windmill, which was about a mile away from the house along a very rough track. As we bounced over the ruts and potholes I couldn't help notice, even although I was driving really slow, Jeans breasts were bouncing every which way rather vio*ently, in fact one even popped out a couple of times. She was trying to hold them down and eventually just gave up and let them bounce, saying how she wished she'd worn a bra. By the time we got to the windmill, needless to say, I had quite a good hard cock happening, which she made mention off a couple of times. I tried to wave it off by saying it was just the bumpy road. I got the tools off the back of the truck and headed over to the windmill, which was next to smallish lake of Chrystal clear water, surrounded by soft green grass. The lake was surrounded by trees and couldn't be seen, unless you were inside the tree stand. As I checked the windmill pump, my A*nt walked off, checking out the area. She came back, saying how lovely the spot was and asked if it was OK to have a swim in the water. I told her I swam in it all the time, so she said, "Well are you today?" I replied that I didn't have my bathers with me and as she walked to the waters edge, removing her blouse she asked, "After last night, does that matter" and removed her shorts and dived in. As I had finished with the windmill I ran down to the waters edge, just as she surfaced in the middle of the lake. She cried out that she'd lost her knickers when she dived in and threw them at me. I took my clothes off and dived into the water, swimming over to my her. We swam and played around for a while, me "accidentally" touching her tits quite a few times and her grabbing my cock just as many times, until she said she was getting a little cold and walked out of the water and laid down on the soft grass in the sunshine, still totally nsked. As I walked from the water she opened her legs and watched as I walked toward her, with my cock pointing the way straight ahead of me. As I walked to her I had a clear view of her pussy, which because of her position had slightly opened up. She said it was obvious the cold water hadn't effected me and I replied the same could be said for her, as there was the signs of moisture starting to seep from her inner lips. She said, "well I am cold so come here and cuddle me and warm me up". Standing next to her I told her I would be glad to,if she was sure.
I laid down next to her as she rolled over and put her arms around me giving a little moan as my cock poked her tummy. After some time she looked up and kissed me, saying, "You really are a good boy, aren't you?" As she said that she slide her hand down over my chest and after pinching my nipple a couple of times took a firm grip of my cock and started rubbing it gently from tip to base. As she continued stroking my ever hardening cock, she took my free hand and placed it on her mound, telling me she figured I knew what to do from there. I moved so as to watch as I ran my finger up and down her very moist slit, From my new position I was right next to her right nipple so I took the liberty of taking it into my mouth and sucking firmly, which raised a deep moan from her. I slid my finger into her warm, cunt, feeling the wetness of it seep around my finger. I rubbed her clit with my thumb as I continued to probe her wet cunt with my fingers,having added a second and a third. She stopped moaning and told me to get up on my back, which I did. She then moved over, straddling my face and lowered her cunt to my mouth, telling me it was her turn for some licking action. I happily licked her outer lips, her inner lips and her clit, before forcing my tongue into her open dripping hot hole. After a time of this I felt Jean stiffen and I knew from her moans she was close to a climax, I increased my tongue action to hurry her along. After just a second or two, she came in a rush, moaning loudly and drenching my face in girl cum, which I drank down as fast as I could. As I kept my pressure up on her clit, she lent forward and took my cock into her mouth and started sucking on it. I was experiencing my first 69'er and enjoying it I was. We sucked and licked each other, oblivious to the rest of the world until I was jolted back to reality by the sound of my M*m's voice.
As I licked and sucked Jeans very wet and very open cunt, I heard my M*m shout, "Jean, you fucking slut!! What the fuck do you think you are up to?" Shocked at my M*m's language (never having heard her swear before) I stupidly asked where she had come from and why was she here - NOW! She told me that wasn't the issue, but she had walked up to the lake to make sure we were OK, turning back to my A*nt, who was no longer sucking my cock but was still kneeling over my face, dripping her juices into my open mouth. She repeated her question again and went on, shouting at her, "You fucking slut, you fucked my husband and now you are fucking my S*n. Explain yourself, slut" A*nt Jean looked at M*m and said to her, "What do you expect? Look at him, he's so very fuckable I just couldn't help myself and beside that it's your fault in the first place". She went on to explain to M*m what had happened last night in the bathroom, before spitting out the words, "Besides, I haven't fucked him yet - you turned up and spoiled that". M*m just stood there for a little while looking down on us. Jean had remained sitting on my face and I really couldn't see what was happening as I had her butthole planted firmly over my nose and two gorgeous cheeks covered my eyes. I heard my M*m say, "So you haven't actually fucked my b*y yet then?" and A*nt replied, "No, but I've sucked a load of his cum from him and was just planning to fuck him before you turned up". With that I sensed my M*m move over and straddle my legs. What happened next shocked me, as my M*m lowered herself down, grabbing hold of my still erect cock and directed it into her cunt as she settled on my groin. I could feel what I assumed was my A*nt removing my M*m's dress over her head and then heard her say at least she got to fuck me before anyone else. Little did poor M*m know she was still second, but I'll keep that as my secret. Jean settled back down onto my face and wiggled her cunt in my mouth, giving me the go ahead to continue licking her, which of course I did. All the while my cock continued to receive the attention of my M*M's wet sloppy cunt. For some reason I was able to fuck her for a long time without the need to stop myself from cumming, but eventually I blew a huge load of baby batter into my M*m's womb. Both her and Jean had managed to reach orgasm several times during our play and I figured everyone would be sated and happy, but as we untangled ourselves from each other Jean said it was her turn for a bit of cock, if I felt up to it. M*m simply fell off me and lay on the grass on her back panting. Jean bent down and sucked my cock back to a decent firmness and moved down my body and impaled her cunt down onto my cock, which started getting instantly harder. She bobbed up and down on my cock for a while before getting up off me and instructing my to fuck her d*ggie style, my favorite position. As I entered her she laid down on her elbows and pushed her face between my M*M's legs and started licking her cunt and sucking her clit. After a little while of doing that M*m called out she was going to cum and ground her cunt into Jean's mouth, arching her back and screaming fuck, fuck, fuck over and over again. With her climax, Jean started bucking back into me as if she was having a fit and cum all over my cock, soaking my balls. I guess there is no need to tell you how close I was to cumming again, but it wasn't to be. Jean finished her climax and pulled my cock from her very wet and hot cock. I was a bit pissed at her for doing that, but was soon a happy lad again as Jean reached behind her, grabbing my cock and lining it up with her asshole, telling me not to stand on ceremony and to just push that fucker as far up her ass as it would go. My first ass fuck didn't last long because as my balls hit Jeans body I shot a load so hard it actually hurt. I'm not sure, but I think I shot around 10 or 12 powerful ropes of cum into her bowel before I finished. She came again and it was so powerful her hole clamped my cock so hard I couldn't pull it out for several minutes. As I extracted myself from Jeans ass I looked over to see my M*m masturbating herself to another massive orgasm before she collapsed on the ground. Jean fell next to her and I simply fell onto her back.
We laid there for some time before M*m said we should really be getting back before the boys got home from town. We all went down to the lake and cleaned the cum off ourselves with a short swim, before climbing back into the truck and heading off back to the house. I had redressed, but both M*M and A*unt traveled back to the house in the nude, which made the trip home quite scenic for me. As we approached the house we noticed the farm ute parked outside and I suggested we had best park the truck in the shed. Parked the truck and the two girls quickly got dressed and we walked up to the house together. As we entered the house my Un*le asked how we were and what we'd been doing. M*m simply replied that I'd had a little trouble with the windmill pump, but everything had come out good in the end. My A*nt nearly gave a burst of laughter at that, before my M*m gave her a po*e in the ribs. Both D*d and Un*le gave us all strange looks and went back to their tea cups, ignoring our giggles.
That was the one and only time I pleasured my M*m, but Jean and I repeated the experiences many more times over the years, including after I got married. M*m gave her blessing to our games, as she said she only wanted the first one. Not sure if my wife would have given her blessing though as she was a bit straight laced for that sort of thing. I never got told the story of the time Jean fucked my D*d, but guess I can imagine how and where it happened. That bl**dy windmill pump was always giving trouble, whenever the f****y were visiting.

If you got this far, thank you for reading. Hope you'll let me know what you thought of my first effort at writing about my erotic experiences.... Continue»
Posted by Mrspoke 7 months ago  |  Categories: Taboo  |  Views: 22580  |  
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The Farm

This is from a large collection of stories I have written.

This is an event that occurred during my 2nd marriage. My name is David and my Wife is Amy. We have now been married for 10 years. Her 1st marriage was much like mine. Very verbally and sometimes physical abuse. I put up with as much as I could before calling it quits. She was very troubled and carried many scars from hers. We ironically met in a famous bookstore known to all. I would go in after work and drink coffee and read some of the best sellers. She would always be sitting there when I arrived and somehow managed to always sit near me. We struck up a few short conversations and then before you knew it, we were sitting at the same table. I work as a counselor for these types of marriages. She must have felt comfortable enough with me to be asking if the failure was her fault. I explained that in all separations that the first person that takes the blame is the one that is afflicted as the victim.
We began dating and it was then that I was made aware of her daughter. She was just 7. I didn’t want to be involved with a woman that had c***dren, but the heart became stronger than my convictions. After a year of dating, we were married. I had a farm that I purchased in the rolling hill country. My reason was a place to get away from all that had happened in the past. I could work with the a****ls and fields and find inner peace that I had never experienced. Her daughter, Vickie was a concern. She was abused so bad, that she literally hated men. Time was the only answer to her turning it around. A trust had to be built. When Vickie got into high school, she stayed at home working on school work. She became a geek. She also had an eating habit. She sat and gained weight instead of being with her friends. She never got grossly overweight, but very large framed. Amy and I had a talk one evening and I suggested she start working with me bailing hay. I also suggested that she have her nephew come help us out. So, she contacted her b*****r and he volunteered Ben to get off his lazy ass and do some workout. This all started when Amy hit the 17th birthday mark. Ben was coming up on his 17th birthday in the fall of that year.
All went well that summer. Vickie got a pretty good understanding of what work is required to put food on table and hay in the barn for a****ls to consume. I actually began to see some weight loss. Vickie, like her mother, was blessed in the upper part of her body. Amy was a 38dd and I would say Vickie was not far behind her. Amy was blessed with larger thighs than most people of 5’4 and 140 lbs. Vickie was 5’5 and at about 165. Brad had thinned down and is 6’2 and at 170. He was muscular and wasn’t afraid to advertise it at the pond.
This brings us up to date for this event. Vickie was very naïve bout guys and all their little habits. I could honestly say she had never even seen a guy naked or even a glimpse of manhood. I was always respectful and careful about sending the wrong message to her or her mother. I loved my wife and that always was first and foremost. The two had suffered enough in life already. One day I was in the barn unloading hay from trailer along with Vickie. I had to pee really bad. I excused myself and went into a little inner shed building inside the large barn. I kept my saddles in there for the horses. It was about a 6 x 8 room with a door and the floor was just hay spread out over the dirt underneath. I would polish the saddles on the bench inside. I stepped inside and closed the door. I unzipped and began to pee like the race horse. My back was to the door and I just peed in the hay near the far corner. For some reason I was a little horny that morning and had already got a hard on from noticing Vickie in her shorts and t-shirt. I just stroked it a little before putting it back away. As I turned, I heard shuffling and then I noticed I forgot the door had a knothole in it. I dint think much about it at the time. I went back out and began to take off more hay bales. Vickie didn’t make much eye contact with me after that.
That evening I decided to take my sex frustration out on Amy. When we got to bed, she mentioned the barn. She asked did you go pee in the saddle room this morning?. I thought. Rut roh. I told her I did and asked why. Well, she said, Apparently Vickie peeked in the knothole. She told me your back was to her, but she saw your arm moving. I told her that when a man pees, and he shakes himself after. I also told her the old joke, If he shakes more than twice , he is playing with himself. Lol. She laughed and then asked, So, did you only shake twice?. I was stunned for words to be spoken. I just looked away and mumbled, no I shook 4 times. She started laughing even more. She said, well, she is getting educated working with you out there. I told her that in no way would I ever do anything that could be taken wrong. She quickly told me she wasn’t upset but thought it was cute. I again stressed my early statement. I rolled back toward her and she kissed me so passionately I thought I was with a new woman. We had about a 3 hour sex session.
I asked her if that event brought all that on. She replied, that and another issue. I asked what it was and she replied that I would be really upset. I told her that she could tell me anything. You don’t have the marriage you once had. She replied with, if you want me too, here goes. She asked “why do you think brad is so happy to come help on the farm?”. I replied with “because your b*****r would kick his butt if he didn’t”. She said, “not the case” and grinned a devilishly. I asked “what the hell did you do?”, She bent her head downward and said “I have been a very bad girl”. I asked “did something happen between you 2?”. She said please don’t be mad at me. But yes, it was just a blowjob.
I gasped and took a huge deep breath. I asked, You sucked off Brad?”, When?” It was this morning when he came over and while you two were unloading hay. He came in and had on those damn tight jeans. I noticed a bulge but tried to ignore it. I went to fix lemonade and he came up behind me to tell me how much he loved coming over. When he squeezed me, I felt his manhood against my ass. I reached behind me to push him away but my hand landed on his crotch. He didn’t move back but just stayed there. I lost control of myself containment. I started rubbing him and he began kissing my neck. The next thing you knew, he was rubbing my breast through my nightgown. His hands on my nipples drove me over the edge. I turned around, got on my knees, unfastened and unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was hard and long. The precum was dripping from the tip. I began to slowly suck him and within 2 minutes, he cum deep in my throat. She said, I am sorry honey but I don’t know what got into me. I told her, It sounds like his cock did. I began to laugh. I thanked her for her honesty and told her that although I should be pissed, that I wasn’t. I was seriously glad that we had a relationship that she could trust me enough to tell me.
The next couple of days, I couldn’t keep my mind off of what happened. It actually excited me somewhat. The thought of my wife sucking someone else. I know he was a teen, but I wasn’t about to condemn her or make anything of it. As far as I was concerned, it stayed at the farm.
During those 2 days, Brad came over and would go to the house before the barn. When I heard the pickup truck, I knew he was there. I stayed with Vickie working in the field and unloading hay. I couldn’t keep my mind off of the house. I was wondering if she let him get her pussy as well. He would join us about an hour after arriving. Nothing was said to embarrass him or even the hint of anything that would let Vickie know what went on. I acted as though all was fine. And It really was. I knew what awaited me that night. I wasn’t about to complain. On the 3rd morning after, Amy asked me if we would stay extra busy this morning. I asked why. She said she was going to let Brad take her. I told her I thought she already did and she said she was afraid Vickie would come to the house. She lifted her nightgown and showed me that she had shaved her pussy for the occasion. I immediately got hard. She said, you better get to work and stay busy. I told her no problem and just said. “I bet you will” and grinned. I told her no way. We have work to do. When I got to the barn Vickie was waiting. She wore a pair of cloth shorts and a white t-shirt that sported her boobs. I could see the panty lines when she bent down to sat the bale on the ground. Between knowing Brad was coming over and seeing that, kept me hard most of the morning. About an hour after we started, Vickie said hold on. I have to pee. She said, can I use the saddle room”? I said sure, go ahead. She walked in and closed the door. I waited a second and then curiosity took over. I went to the knothole and peeked in. Her back was to me and she was squatting with her shorts and panties pulled down to her knees. I could see the pee hitting the hay. She had a paper towel from my bench in her hand to wipe with. I reach in my jeans and began feeling my cock. She was finished, stood up and pulled her clothes back up. I left the door and went back to the hay trailer. She came out and began to work. I told her, excuse me , but it is my turn now. I went to the room and closed the door. This time , I turned slightly sideways. I took out my half hard cock and began to pee. I heard the hay on the ground move and knew she was peeking. When finished I shook myself a few times and it began to get hard. I moved my hands up and down on the shaft, wanting her to see me. I then heard a sigh. I slowly walked toward the door and stopped. My cock was just at the knothole and knew she was getting a good view. I opened the door and she was on her knees with her hand on her right breast. I asked her, did you enjoy watching me shake it?, She said she had never seen a man before. I brought her into the saddle room and pulled her pants and panties down to her ankles. I then dropped my pants. I asked her if she wanted to touch it. She said yes and reached out to feel her first one. She began to push the skin up and down like she saw me do. My precum was dripping at the tip. I asked if she wanted to taste it? . She said yes, and bent forward to lick the tip. She slowly let it in inch by inch till it was engulfed in her mouth. She stopped to say, it taste so good. She began sucking harder but I told her to stop or I would cum. I lifted her off her knees and put her on the bench. I spread her thick thighs and moved my head between them. I could smell her musky scent and I went wild. I began licking her outer lips as she moaned and squirmed. Her breathing became rapid and then with a few shudders of the thighs, she came in my mouth. I began finger fucking her and could only go so deep to the hymen. She said I want to know what you feel like rubbing against me down there. I asked if she was sure. She said she was so ready to feel it. I brought her closer to the table edge and pressed my knob against her soaked pussy lips. I ran it up and down her crack and feeling her entrance. On one upstroke, she grabbed it and put it at the entrance. I knew what I wanted to do but was unsure. She moved forward and guided it in her entrance to the hot hole. I pressed forward and felt the resistance. I grunted and shoved on quick thrust. She grimaced as I broke the cherry. When I worked it in to full depth I held it there. After a minute I began pumping her back and forth. She wrapped her legs around my waist to take it in. I pounded her pussy till she was moaning and squirming. She tightened up and climaxed all over my cock. That was all I needed. I began thrusting harder and felt my load come up my shaft. In one last drive, I exploded my cum deep inside her pussy. When I pulled out, it ran from her lips and onto the table. Just seeing my cum all over her lips kept me hard. She pushed me back, got down and began licking our juices off of me. She sucked what little I didn’t get out and swallowed the remaining drops.
As we recovered, She said. “I think I am going to like working in the barn”. We both laughed and finished the bales of hay.
Afterword Brad came out and we went inside for lemonade. My next event will be learning what happened between Amy and Brad.


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Posted by dixieman54 1 year ago  |  Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur  |  Views: 5446  |  
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Life on the farm

My wife and I met on the internet, around 18 years ago I was in the Air f***e and TDY in Turkey. A lady friend of mine back in the states was concerned about my being alone and we constantly emailed back and forth daily. She had mentioned during one of the emails how she had met a lady via a local computer bulletin board and she asked me if I minded if she gave her my email address so that the friend could also email.. Long story short this friend and I hit it off via email and I found that she was pretty much as kinky as I was.
Our emails started taking on a life of their own with erotic stories and talk that left me beating off several times a day. One particular story that I remember writing ended up being a chapter a day that I wrote..
This is one of those stories...

Tina and I were living in the country, not quite a working farm but a fairly large place that had several buildings, barns, horses and some other stock to keep us busy. We had a few hired hands that would come in every morning and do some of the chores that needed done on a place like ours. This allowed my wife and I to relax and enjoy our lives together. We had no k**s, we were 35 and 36 years old, and had a very spontaneous and kinky sex life. We would end up having sex in different places, being bold at times and not really concerned about getting caught. We would have sex in theaters, in the car, interstate rest stops, and various other places. We also would go to some adult theaters now and then and watch porn and watch others have sex and of
course fuck our own brains out too.

We both enjoyed talking about doing things with others but so far at this point in our lives we only had sex with each other. We would sometimes lay in bed and while we would be fucking we would talk about one or the other having sex with somebody else, I would sometimes be pumping her and tell her that I would love to see her with a big cock in her mouth at the same time. This would really get her going so we just started talking more and more.

My wife had some bi experiences when she was younger and she would talk about those when we were fucking and that would get me going pretty good also. One of my favorite fantasies was to watch her getting fucked, up close, so close in fact that I would be able to smell the sex and maybe nibble on her clit as a big porn star sized cock was sliding in and out of her. My fantasies involved her and me in a 69 with some big stud entering her from behind and pounding her to bliss. These fantasies were very detailed when we talked about them while fucking.

One day when were out and about walking around the farm we were in the barn just talking and checking things out when we started getting a little frisky and started kissing and groping each other. We ended up in one of the cleaner corners of the barn where there were some blankets and a large pile of hay. We spread out the blanket on the hay and started really getting into it. Knowing that the guys were out and about working on the property made it all the more exciting. They could walk in at any point although knowing what they were doing and where they were on the property I kind of doubted we would be disturbed. We were both hotter than a 2 dollar pistol when we hit that blanket and started ripping each other's clothes off. She LOVED it when I would eat her, I would latch on to her clit and stick 2 fingers into her and massage her G-Spot while flicking her nub around with my tongue. Before long she also wanted my cock in her mouth so we got into a 69 with her on top, I enjoy this position the best when it comes to eating pussy.

After about 10 minutes and her coming 2 times I was just about ready to slide out from under her so I could take her doggy style when I noticed a slight movement out of the corner of my eye on the other side of the barn in the stock room. I never made any effort to let on that I saw anything, and being watched was something we talked about and on several occasions had done in porn theaters that we went to. I started eating her out even more and turning my head a little to watch closer the stock room. In less than a minute I noticed that Jerry, the youngest of the help that we had hired (he was 29) was hiding in the shadows, watching everything the wife and I was doing. He was rubbing the bulge in his shorts and from the size of the bulge his cock was at
least 9 inches long and 5 to 6 inches in circumference. My mind was in overdrive with the possibility of making one of my fantasies come true. I turned the wife a little so that Jerry had a better view of the wife's ass and pussy, and of course my tongue working on both. In about another minute I looked his was and noticed that he had his cock out and in his hand slowly stroking it and it was right then I decided to go for broke and see if I could get this younger stud to service the wife as I watched. I decided to turn my head and look directly at him, he immediately froze and I saw the look of terror in his eyes (combined with lust from what he was watching). I quickly put my finger to my lips in a gesture that he not make a sound and when he started to
relax I motioned him closer to where the wife and I were at on the blanket. He slowly inched towards us, as if in a trance, his eyes glued to my wife's ass and pussy. His cock, which had deflated a little when he noticed me looking at him started to get bigger. By the time he was a foot away from my wife's ass I started telling the wife, who was still going to town on my cock, that I would love to be watching her getting filled with a big cock. The extra attention she started giving my cock and her moaning of approval gave me all the info I needed to motion for Jerry to come closer and put his cock into my wife's dripping pussy. Just as he was about to enter her I wrapped my arms around her waist and lower back holding her tight in case she
decided to jump at the feeling of the 10 inches of cock that about to enter her. I wanted to make sure she could not get away too easily.
When Jerry's cock touched Tina's cuntlips it was like a bolt of lightning had hit her, she immediately froze and as Jerry started pushing in, just inches above my face she raised up from my cock and looked around to see what was happening. The lust in her eyes told me what I needed to know, she then said to me, "You sick bastard, I hope you're enjoying the view" and of course I said that I was definitely enjoying it. She turned her attention back to my cock and I saw Jerry relax to the point of no return as he slid his meat all the way into my wife's cunt. I could feel my wife moan deep with my cock in her mouth.

I was REALLY getting turned on watching Jerry start sliding out and with each new thrust into Tina's pussy I started getting the nerve to do what I always wanted to do, lick a pussy while it was getting fucked. MY dream was coming true right before my eyes. Now I'm not in any way gay however I've had my bi experiences like many young boys do growing up and learning about sex, I have touched another boys cock when one of my friends spent the night and was started talking about sex and what little we knew about it back then. We had seen the adult magazines of girls sucking cock and seeing cum on the faces and even one time a gay magazine that showed a guy with a mouthful of cum. Remembering that time and now seeing a cock just an inch above my watering mouth I decided to dive into my wife's pussy with earnest. I could feel Jerry's wet cock along my forehead as his balls slapped the top of my head. I took the tip of my tongue and started tracing the point where Jerry's cock and Tina's pussy met tasting the wetness that gathered there. I was in heaven, it was so erotic but I wanted more. I decided to go for broke and extend my tongue back further along Jerry's shaft and as he drove into my wife's wet pussy I could feel the veins along the underside of his cock on my tongue. When Jerry realized what was happening he immediately froze not knowing what to do. Tina took her mouth from my cock and yelled for him to continue his pounding into her and that he did. At this point he probably figured that my tongue on the underside of his cock was even better that just fucking.

Jerry proceeded his pounding and letting me lick his cock and I decided I would go a little further. I scooted out from under the wife a few inches and started licking the huge ballsack that was swinging above me and after hearing Jerry moan in pleasure that just gave me the go ahead to continue.
I was in heaven, I could smell the strong odor of sex in the air and feeling the soft skin of a wet cock along my lips and tongue was blowing my mind. I slip back to my wife's clit as Jerry picked up his pace. He was pumping her so hard that he was driving my wife's mouth deeper on my cock. I thought I would explode right there and I think Tina sensed that and stopped sucking me for a while. This allowed me to concentrate on my lust of licking both her pussy and the huge cock that was slamming into her. I was hearing her start her moaning like she does when she cums so I dove into her clit and licking it and sucking it into my mouth with my lips. At one point Jerry slid out a little too far and on his way back in he missed and he pushed past my lips and the wife's clit.. right into my waiting mouth (I was secretly hoping that would happen). So here I had a mouthful of cock and then the wife noticed she was not filled anymore she looked under her to see my mouth full of cock. At that point she started cumming an dripping her juices down the shaft of Jerry's cock into my mouth. Jerry pulled out of my mouth and lined back up on the wife's dripping and cumming cunt and slammed into her hard, he stayed in deep and I could see his cock flexing and I knew he was cumming too. I positioned my mouth right at my wife's clit and waited for him and her to stop their orgasms and when he started to pull out the cum mixture from them both started leaking out, right onto my waiting tongue and lips. Jerry took his time pulling out to savor the moment and took advantage of that moment to start licking the underside of his dripping cock to get every last drop. I could hear him moan with pleasure and flex his cock a couple more times to push more cum into my wife's pussy. I could see the edge of the head of his cock as it started exiting her cunt and I dove in so that nothing would be wasted. I was devouring both of them at the same time. Jerry kept his position with his cock just barely touching my wife's cuntlips as I cleaned them both up. His cock had found it way in my mouth a couple of times as I continued cleaning, licking, and sucking. My own cock was hard enough to cut diamonds and Tina saw that it was not wasted. She pulled herself up from my face and impaled herself on my cock. Jerry stayed in position and watched as the wife rode me in reverse cowgirl, as she would lean forward he (and I for that matter) would watch her cuntlips spread a little as she lifted. While Jerry was engrossed in the sight he was watching I noticed I still had a very nice semi-hard cock just a half inch from my lips. I lifted my head and sucked that piece of meat back into my mouth and helped it get harder. He leaned forward a little to make it slide into my mouth a little easier and in doing so had his face at my wife's ass crack. It only took a few seconds before his tongue came out and made contact with her little bud. This set her off in a massive orgasm around my cock and I could feel her wetness dripping down my balls to my ass onto the blanket below.

After a minute or two more I felt Jerry's cock pulse so I knew he would not last much longer. His lips and tongue were still attached to my wife's ass as he started shooting his streams of cum directly into my waiting mouth. When he was done and I felt his cock starting to go soft I let it slip from my lips and h rolled off to the side and landed on his back, spent from having shot 2 loads in a fairly short time. As I started swallowing his cum I then cut loose with a mind blowing orgasm of my own. The wife said she could feel it filling her up and she started sliding up and down me again to help finish me off. After another minute or so I had no more cum to shoot and she also rolled off me. All three of us laid there not saying anything, just taking in what had happened. I was the first to speak.. "We're going to have to do that more often!!" and with that both my wife and Jerry agreed.

Jerry's chores were kept closer to the barn and the farmhouse and when I would have the other guys on the other end of the property he would end up in bed with my wife, or with my wife and me, or in the barn in a hot 3 way. The wife loves his cock and can't get enough of it. I love watching him fill her up so I can clean her up. He has also gotten used to me sucking him back to hardness so he could fuck her again, and sometimes even just finish in my mouth. I love the taste of his cum!

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On the Farm Part 2: The f****y Pet

Chester felt good the next morning. April was a great piece of ass. He hoped that she lasted longer than the rest of them.
“Where are you going, Chester?”
“Gonna hang out with April for a while,” he joked. .
“Don’t break your toy so quick, Chester.” 
“I’ll try.” He went out and gathered up April. He gave her a drink, but nothing to eat yet. She would have to earn that. He had her dressed in some cute cutoff jeans. They were a bit tight on her, but he liked that. They molded to her pussy like a second skin. The top was a bikini top from one of the past girls, but barely contained April’s full breasts.
“Please, don’t hurt me,” April cried as he dragged her outside. He brought her over to a large tree, his tractor parked next to it. There was a pile of rope on the ground beside it.
Chester made short work of stringing her up by her wrists. The rope cut deep into her wrists, but he cared little when she cried out in pain and even less when he pulled on the end of the rope until she dangled by her wrists. He tied her ankles together as she swung before him.
It felt like her shoulders would pull from the sockets as he strung her up. Her fingers tingled as the circulation was cut off. “Take me down, please, I’ll do anything.”
“You will anyway. Anything and everything I want from that sweet, young, tight body.” He began to undress her slowly and sexily to tease him. First, he opened up her bikini top, tied in the front, but now it hung up, barely able to close around her full breasts. He stepped behind her as he began to open up her jeans, his hands caressing the soft flesh of her skin.
Chester loved the feel of her skin as he began to peel her shorts down over her full hips; only a tiny thong covered her. He slid them all the way down to her bound ankles. His hands returned to her body, running over her clenching buttocks, naked for his touch. She couldn’t do anything as he squeezed them both or pulled them apart, to reveal her tiny brown anus peeking out from the thin string that parted her luscious crack.
“I’m gonna get some of that ass, soon enough, April. I’m gonna bust it open with my cock.”
He worked on her clothes, ripping off the top until her naked breasts swung free and unencumbered. His fingers teased at her nipples that grew bigger in spite of her fighting the touch of his hands. He moved behind her, slipping his fingers in the tiny waistband of her thong and peeled it down until it was pulled from between her tightly clenched thighs. When it was around her ankles, his hands moved back and he began to run his fingers down over the smooth skin of her abdomen until they were stuck in the fine hairs of her neatly cropped pubic hairs.
“You’re gonna cum for me, April. If you don’t’, I’m gonna beat you with a whip.”
April was shamed to be naked and swinging from a tree, but she had no choice when his fingers stroked her pussy. She willed herself to respond, fearing what he would do if she didn’t. Yet, it still took a long time until she had an orgasm. His fingers were rough and calloused, but he knew exactly where to stroke her. After a half hour, she came for him, shamed that she did while bound and taken by an old man that had k**napped her.
He let her down, but when she fell to her knees, she knew she wasn’t finished. He stood over her as his fingers opened up his pants and he drew out his cock. It was hard.
“Suck it, April. Now that you had your pleasure, it’s time for mine.” He stroked his cock in her face and rubbed it on her lips. Her eyes looked up at him and pleaded with him, but he cared little. He wanted to feel her tight lips and hot mouth on his cock. 
She never took a boy in her mouth, but she had no choice. He rubbed his cock on her lips until they were wet with his leaking juices, but it was worse when he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her onto his cock. It split her lips as the smooth, wet head slid inside her mouth. It jumped and shuddered as April tried to move her tongue out of the way, but it only made him more excited. He leaked his foul cum in her mouth, but she knew that he would fill her mouth with cum before he finished.
He made her suck his cock, driving in deeper until he made her choke. He held her tight as he plugged her throat. April struggled, but it didn’t do any good. He shoved his cock until she took the thick head into her throat. He enjoyed the spasms of her muscles as they rubbed his cock.
She fought the urge to vomit when he shoved his cock down her throat, choking and gagging as the bile rose up from her stomach. He finally pulled his cock from her throat, but her mouth was never freed of his cock. She had to use her tongue to run over it and give him his pleasure. Only when he came did he finally pull his cock out of her mouth, but not before he made her swallow every single drop and clean his cock with her tongue.
He left her hanging outside by the tree for the rest of the day.

Mabel had April tied up by her wrists, stretched tall until she was perched on her toes. “Stick that pretty ass out for me, April.” She made April arch her ass until her cheeks opened up.
“Yes, so nice. No wonder Chester likes you so much.” Mabel stroked her body.
Chester was bad enough, but now April had to deal with his perverted wife. She ran her hands over her body sexually just as her husband did. Her nipples were rubbed and pinched until they grew hard, then her hand went between her legs and touched her just as April would do to herself in her own bedroom. One finger, then two entered her, driving the juices from her body as she was f***ed to respond.
Just as Chester had made her cum, Mabel did the same thing. April had no choice, bound and stripped naked, as Mabel’s dry, wrinkled fingers touched her in such intimate places. At least she didn’t have to suck Chester’s cock again. It took a long time for April to cum under the ministration of a woman’s hand on her body; she succumbed to the obscene act. Once she did, Mabel left her alone, the room dark and quiet. Her stomach growled from lack of food and it was a long night.

The next day, they dressed her in a perverted bondage outfit. Straps ran around her breasts and pinched them until the bl**d pounded in the tips. More leather straps ran down between her legs. Chester placed them meticulously, one on each side of her pussy lips to keep them pulled back to allow access for the single strap between them to run up her slit and between the cheeks of her ass. They were pulled tight until her crotch ached and felt like she was being split up the middle.
Chester and Mabel began to play with her. Mabel wore her leather bondage outfit, her tits and ass naked for Chester to see. He stripped off his shirt and was down to his shorts, but his cock couldn’t be contained, the head of it stuck out the top. They had April’s arms and legs spread wide so she was defenseless. 
She thought they would sexually abuse her again, but after stringing her up in the perverted outfit, both of them took up riding crops and began to beat her body. They hit her everywhere, even in places that shouldn’t be hit. Her pussy was defenseless, the leather straps peeled her lips apart and they made sure the riding crop found the soft, inner flesh exposed to the harshness of the leather crops. Her breasts weren’t immune; the riding crop hit them so hard they jiggled.
Next, Mabel used a big, black strap on and fucked April's pussy. Chester was behind her and he fingered her virgin ass hole until she moved about as if she enjoyed the act. Mabel fucked her with the strap on in just the right position to rub her clit and it didn’t take long to make her cum, but she continued to ride April long past that. Then it was Chester’s turn and Mabel worked on her ass hole, stretching her with two fingers while Chester drove his cock deep inside her with brutal thrusts.
April was exhausted, beaten into submission by the riding crops and then fucked by both of them. She was shamed when fingers entered her ass, first Chester with his big, fat fingers, then Mabel’s fingers while Chester’s big cock fucked her ruthlessly. Not even the black dildo was as bad as Chester’s cock. It was always hard and he used it like a weapon, not to pleasure her, but to hurt her until he got his pleasure.

She was finally given some food the next day by Mabel, but it wasn’t much. She was left alone for the day and she feared why. It was dark by the time they brought her out to the barn in her bra and thong. They began to tie her to one of the beams that rose up from the floor to hold up the roof. Her wrists were tied around the beam by Mabel, but she was facing the beam until her breasts almost pushed into the hard wood. Mabel tied her so tight, April was unable to lower her hands or get loose. Chester kneeled behind her and she feared him more as he tied her legs, but not together. He had a wooden board between them, with each ankle tied to the opposite ends. It was three feet wide so it left her spread for him.
When she finished, Mabel stepped back to admire their handiwork. April looked good and from the bulge in Chester’s pants, he thought the same thing. 
“You make sure that he treats you right April. Make sure he greases up your ass nice and good. And uses three fingers to open up your ass hole. Otherwise, he‘ll split you up the middle. He lost many girls when he took them in the ass. He’s big and he don’t know how to be gentle.”
“No, not there, please not there. Let me suck you or fuck you, but not in my ass.” It was such a degrading act, even the name sounded obscene. Sodomy.
Mabel left them both and went back to the house to make Chester an apple pie for desert tomorrow night. 
April found herself stripped naked as soon as Mabel closed the barn door and left them alone. 
“I promised Mabel I’d grease you up.” Chester picked up the can of lard and began to run it up and down her crack. “Open up, April if you want me to lubricate you, though I’d rather fuck you dry and listen to you scream as I tear your ass with my cock.”
She suffered as he stuffed fingers in her ass, his long fingers drove in deep and he ran them around in her tight, virgin hole as he stretched her elastic walls. She grunted and groaned as her anal ring stretched wide as three fat fingers pushed into the depths of her bowels and he fingered her vigorously while she danced against the beam. “No, please no,” she begged one more time as he greased up his big cock. He was behind her and she felt him run the head up and down her crack until he settled back on her virgin hole.
“Wouldn’t hurt so much if you push back like you’re trying to shit,” he urged her as he began to push into her reluctant hole. He looked down to see the head of his cock peeking out the tiny brown hole as he began to push with his hips. Her greased hole was no match for the power of his hard cock, his hand around the shaft to keep it from bending.
Mabel had just put the pie into the oven when she heard the high-pitched shrill from the barn. “She ain’t no more virgin in her ass now.” She could almost see Chester pushing his cock into her ass hole inch by inch until she took it all.
April was sure she was torn when the massive head popped into her rectum and sat there like a giant rock. She barely had time to absorb all the pain when he began to shove his cock deeper inside her. “No, don’t move, not so hard, not so deep,” she begged, but Chester was relentless. He didn’t stop until he buried all of his cock in her intestines. It jerked and shuddered into the darkest depths of her bowels. Then he began to draw it out, so feeling so intense as her insides were sucked out by the powerful suction, but he drove back in again, taking her with the full measure of his cock until her muscles were beaten into submission. He began to fuck her relentlessy, tearing his cock up and down her ruptured ass hole. April only felt the pain of being stretched in a place that wasn’t meant to be penetrated from the outside. She didn’t know how he lasted so long, but by time he finally came, her ass hole was burned up by the friction of his cock as the grease had long worn off.
Chester fucked her ass long and deep, her clenching muscles rippled along his cock like thousands of fingers masturbating it. She was hot and tight and his cock jerked in excitement with each scream from her lips when he shoved in too hard and too deep. He made her take every hard inch of his cock and then he sped up his thrusts until his balls ached from smashing into her from behind. He finally couldn’t contain it any longer. He began to cum, but he didn’t slow his thrusts, in fact, he ponded her ass harder and faster.
She felt it first then she could smell his cum as he blasted a load of cum deep in her guts. It was humiliating that he did it in such a place, his cock jerking as it spewed out its shameful hot, cum. She fought her own muscles as he came; reacting by clamping tight on his cock, but it only milked another load of cum. Her body betrayed her as she milked the cum from his cock with her ass muscles.
Chester finally pulled his cock out of her ass hole, but not before he let her ass muscles squeeze his cock out millimeter by millimeter. He wiped his wet, soiled cock on her naked ass cheeks. He picked up his clothes and dressed, leaving her in the barn.
“I smell pie. Is it ready?” Chester walked into the kitchen.
“I guess you can have some now.” She fixed him a slice of pie and a large glass of milk and they talked as though nothing was out of the ordinary.
Chester ate slowly, savoring his wife’s famous pie. He wiped his face and turned to walk out. “Be back in an hour. Gotta have another piece of ass, beside the piece of pie.”
“You listen to me, don’t ruin her too much. You know how much you like ass and your cock is too big.”
“Yes’m, I’ll be gentle,” he said, but he knew he wouldn’t. That was half the fun. 
April turned to see the barn door open again and Chester was already taking off his clothes. “No, not again!”
“Yeah, gonna have another piece of that ass, April. It’s as good as Mabel’s apple pie. You’ll like it better this time, I’ll be able to last much longer.” Chester laughed as he greased up his cock.
It was twice as bad as last time. Even though he had already breached her ass hole, she was sore and his cock rode her for such a long time that it felt like he was trying to drive it through her stomach and out her mouth. It had to be over an hour before he came in her again.
April lasted a month before Chester had to get a new one. She was good, lasting longer than the others.

The End
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Walk on the Beach

We strolled along the beach, carrying our shoes and taking our time to enjoy the beautiful Hawaiian sunset and the warm breeze coming off the ocean. We had lingered over a fine dinner with a couple of glasses of wine and some sensual talk. We both enjoyed beach time and this was a wonderful way to end what had already been a perfect day. We held hands as we walked, not needing to say anything. The sensuous mood was there and we knew where each others mind was lingering. As the sun sank lower, the breeze cooled some and I noticed that her nipples were beginning to notice the cooler temperature by stiffening under her white tank top. I also noticed a few goose bumps on her curvy legs beneath her cutoff denim shorts. I let go of her hand and snaked my arm around her waist to pull her closer. We lock-stepped and kept walking, feeling close and intimately comfortable with each other. She put her arm around my waist too and tucked her hand into my back pocket. I squeezed her and she twitched her hand in my pocket, sending a shiver through me and causing my cock to suddenly pay attention. I raised my hand and brushed the side of her breast with my fingertips. She pulled her hand out of my pocket and used her other hand to remove my arm from around her. She made me take her hand again but we kept walking. I wondered if I had ruined the mood but I was soon to discover I hadn’t.
Now that I was paying attention to the beach again, I realized we had walked quite a ways from the hotels and we were actually in a very secluded area, far away from any prying eyes. This set my mind to thinking what we could get away with in this semi-public place. It wasn’t fully dark yet and I was able to see there were some rocks down close to the waterline. I steered her towards them. We got to them and we dropped our shoes alongside the rock to have our hands free. I sat on one while I urged her to sit between my legs on the sand. She did and we stared to sea for a while, my hands on her shoulders and her arms d****d over my legs. She leaned back against my crotch and I felt her hair against me. I leaned down and smelled her hair, which usually smelled of strawberries, as it did now. As I did that, she put her hand behind my head and kept me there for a few moments longer. When she released me I put my hand under her chin and tilted her head back so I could kiss her. As our lips met, I felt a little spark like an electric shock. As usual, we were charged for each other. Through half-closed eyes, I saw her chest begin to rise and fall more quickly. As I continued to kiss her, I placed one hand gently on the nearest breast and cupped it. I massaged it while she moved under my hand. I love her breasts as I have no others. They fill my hands so well, and feel so good I find it hard to keep my hands off them. She usually doesn’t wear a bra, so that makes it easier to indulge myself in that pastime. Fortunately she enjoys my attention to them and seldom keeps me away, and this time was no exception. I could feel it swell under my hand and the nipple made its presence more known too. She moaned lightly into my mouth. Her nails were lightly scr****g my legs through my jeans. I pressed my lips to hers a little harder to show her my passion was rising. She returned the pressure and I felt one of her hands over my hand on her breast, pressing it harder too. Breaking for air, I kept up the caresses. She reached for my other hand and pressed it to her other breast. My cock was paying close attention to the action now and she must have felt it against her back. But she was enjoying what I was doing and let me keep at it. The waves lapped close to the rock but we paid no attention. We were too engrossed in each other.
I felt her move and remove my hands from her chest. She rose to her knees and turned to face me. She raised her mouth to mine again and we kissed once more. It was a short kiss, but full of promise. Then I felt her hands on my fly. There was a moment of coolness as I felt my cock hit the cooling air, then that feeling was replaced by a warm, wet set of lips. She began to make love to my cock with her mouth. She is very good at oral sex and tonight it seemed like she was vying for some kind of x-rated award for best cocksucker in the islands. She would take it deep, then encompass only the tip, all the while swirling her tongue around it like an ice cream cone. Then she would go deep once again, deep enough that I could feel myself in her throat. I groaned in pleasure as she enjoyed herself at my expense. My cock responded by swelling to amazing proportions. She began mouth fucking me and I lay my head back and focused on the feeling. She cupped my balls while her mouth worked my completely stiff shaft. I could feel my climax approaching and I thought it prudent to let her know, even though she is experienced enough with me to know without a word. “Oh, babe, I’m going to come if you aren’t careful. And I’m pretty close right now.” She took her mouth off long me enough to say, “I can tell and I want you to. Come in my mouth and let me taste all of you. Please baby, do that for me” Even as she was speaking, her hand was still busy on my cock, keeping me near the boiling point. Then her mouth was back, along with her hand and my passions boiled over after just a few more moments. I grabbed her head and let loose a load that might have raised the level of the ocean an inch or so, had she not sucked every drop down and moaned as she swallowed it all. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. It took a while for me to stop pulsing and she made sure she didn’t miss a drop. I was fortunate I was sitting on the rock because if I had been standing, I’m sure I would have fallen over, so great was the pleasure. I heard her smacking her lips and saw her smiling as she licked them clean.
She stood and began removing her shorts. As I watched with growing interest, she skinned them down her long legs and dropped them on the sand. She was not wearing any panties, not even one of her favorite thongs. I grinned at her and stood up. Taking her by the waist, I turned both of us and sat her on the rock where I had been. Dropping to my knees between her long, gorgeous legs, I kissed her fully on the pussy. She squealed in delight, leaned back and threw her legs over my shoulders. Holding her thighs firmly, I ran my tongue over her labia up to her clit. The smooth skin became very moist, then wet, as I did this again and again. I sucked on her clit and ran my tongue in circles over it. I slipped a finger into her and stroked her G-spot as I worked her clit over. My other hand found a breast and grasped it firmly. I could hear her breathing fast and hard over the rush of the water on the sand. I increased my efforts to please her as she had pleased me. I made my movements on her faster and more urgent. I could feel her tensing and her legs began shaking as she moved closer and closer to her climax. She was straining to get there. I sucked her clit between my lips and bit it gently. That did it. She went over the edge. She cried out her pleasure and shivered and shook all over my face and hand. Her legs gripped my head so hard I thought she might crush my skull. She’s a runner and has very strong legs. That was also the reason they looked so good. In a few moments, she finished quivering and lay back, temporarily out of breath. I took the opportunity to kiss her pussy once again, kiss both her breasts, then I picked her up and lay her on the sand by the rock. I nestled myself between her thighs and felt the heat from her pussy all over my groin. She spread her legs and allowed me full access, which promptly took advantage of.
With no further foreplay, I held my once-again-stiff cock at her entrance and drove it full depth into her steamy, wet pussy. I felt my pubic hair contact her clean shaven mound and heard her gasp. We were both so turned on by this beach encounter we didn’t care who might see or hear us. I felt her legs wrap around me as she pulled me as close as she could. I was buried balls-deep into her and I wanted to go deeper. I began pounding myself into her, urging us to higher and higher levels of excitement. She responded by arching her back and slamming her hips into mine with every stroke. We were so turned on it was as if we were trying to hurt each other in our passion. But we were lost deeply in that passion and, at least at the moment, we didn’t feel any pain, only extreme pleasure. That pleasure was reaching higher and higher the longer we kept at it. “Oh baby, you are making me so hot. I love you being so deep in me. I can feel you hitting bottom and I love it. Harder, harder!” Her voice drove me to greater plateaus of enjoyment. I drove harder and deeper. Without warning, I felt her grab my shoulders and roll me over. We stayed fully engaged through this maneuver so she ended up on top of me but I was still buried deep inside her. She braced her hands on my shoulders and began riding me like a well broken-in stud. She went up and down, top to bottom, side to side. I was nearly delirious with pleasure as I felt sure she was. Then she cried out, “Oh baby, I’m coming, I’m coming. Oh God, Ohhhhhhh…” Now I can keep my control pretty well in most situations but when my honey starts coming, I lose any semblance of that control. I began thrashing about myself, wanting nothing more than to experience this pleasure forever. I spouted what must have been gallons of come into her spasming, clenching pussy. And that set her off on a new round of orgasms. She must have come three or four times before I stopped. She finally dropped herself to lie against my chest, her breath coming hard and deep. I too was out of breath, having come so long and hard. As we let our hearts slow from their pounding rhythm, I held her close and felt her relax against me, now wanting the closeness we enjoyed on a daily basis, with or without sex. She dug her hands into the sand to grasp me and hold me too.
Then our tender moment was interrupted by a cold wave that came up on the beach and broke over our overheated bodies. We both screamed in shock and surprise. We hadn’t been paying attention to the tide and it had come in enough to put us below the waterline. Our clothes had drifted a ways out down the beach toward the water before we could gather them all up. We must have been a sight, walking back up the beach in completely wet and wrinkled clothes, laughing like idiots and holding each other close through it all. We never did find our shoes.
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On The Tip Of His Tongue

Darcy was a sweet innocent newly minted f******n year old. Due to over protective parents she was naive about physical love making. If you asked her what oral sex was at best she'd answer that it was phone sex, at worst it was when people talking about it.

At supper Darcy's announced that everyone in science class was assigned a project on genetics. This project was worth half the term's final grade. Her Dad who liked science spouted off about Gregor Mendel the father of modern genetics. He continued to tell Darcy about the Augustinian friar's pea plant experiments.

After supper, Darcy spent some time googling genetics trying to come up with something practical for her assignment. The next evening Darcy told her parents she was struggling. Mom piped up saying she suspected Darcy had a golden opportunity as the next weekend they were having the annual f****y picnic and scores of relatives from both sides of the f****y would be present covering almost four generations.

That evening she googled inheritance and Darcy hit on a great idea. Apparently there was some controversy in the scientific community on whether a persons ability to role their tongue was inherited or not. She figured she would include tongue length which was suppose to be on average four inches from teeth to extended tip.

When she described the project to her parents she noticed an odd twinkle in Dad's eyes while Mom looked a little embarrassed turning a light shade of red. Dad suggested that during the picnic she could take a picture of each relative's profile while measuring their tongue length and recording whether they could role their tongue. Then she should put those pictures along with the relevant statistics organized into a f****y tree. Darcy was thrilled as the project sounded both interesting and fun.

To prepare for the big event she asked her parents to be her first volunteers. She set a camera up with a simple white background then placed a chair in front of a digital camera on a tripod. When her mother sat down she gave her a twelve inch ruler, had Mom stick her tongue out and put the ruler up to her teeth.

Darcy snapped a couple of poor pictures until she tried a macro lens. She wrote in a project journal her mother's maiden name and a little about her place in the f****y tree. Mom's tongue length was slightly under the adult average. She asked her to try rolling her tongue but Mom failed miserably. That was added to the journal.

Next Dad sat down, in profile he held up the ruler and stuck out his tongue. Much to Darcy's surprise it was a fraction longer than seven inches. As for tongue rolling Dad should have been in the circus since he could role both ways and even twist it around clock wise and counter clock wise. Darcy took pictures and wrote down all the relevant details. Dad helped by taking Darcy's pictures. She had average length but could at least roll her tongue. It looked like she picked up some of Father's genes.

Dad gave Bill, her fifteen year old b*****r, no choice but to participate. Little did Bill know his s****r's project would start him on the road to earning the nick name "The Muffin Man" from the local girls. Despite being only fifteen his tongue was already six and a half inches long and he possessed most of his Dad's muscle control. At this point in life the only ability his tongue had shown was a proclivity of getting tied when talking to girls.

By the time the annual f****y picnic arrived Darcy was ready. As the car was being packed she triple checked her gear. The event was always at their great-grandfather's ranch due to its extensive acreage. When they got there only half the expected crowd had arrived. Darcy immediately ask where she could set up then quickly commandeered a small room perfect for her needs.

No time like the present as Darcy took one person into her "genetics lab" after another. Even though she was fully focused on including everyone something was already apparent. Any male related by bl**d to their great-grandfather possessed an above average tongue length and exceptional muscle control. She dashed off a quick note to look up references to long tongue length on the web.

By the time the diner bell rang she was done and ready to share in the fun she was missing. As usual the dinner was spectacular. Once that was over but before it was too dark, the usual f****y photos were taken. In one picture Darcy sat on great-grandad's knee. After the photo was taken he whispered something odd. He said "You know Darcy a long tongue can be very useful to women and girls alike." She whispered back "Well if that's the case it is too bad only the men seem to have that trait." That made great-grandad role in laughter until he started violently coughing which earned Darcy a very cross look from Mom.

By the time they said their goodbyes Darcy was exhausted. Her last thoughts before falling asl**p were that of her great-granddad's remark. Unlike her b*****r, Darcy was a go getter so the next day she worked on her project. Outside of the already noted male trait for long flexible tongues she also realized that in general the women in her f****y were above average in looks with pouty full lips. Certainly compared to what she saw at school and throughout the neighbourhood. Of course that brightened her day but she had enough sense not to brag about it.

Darcy checked the web to see if she could find anything relevant to tongue length and came across a reference to a TV personality named "Gene Simmons", who apparently became famous with a rock band well before she was born. The quote that intrigued her stated "I was oblivious, for the first thirteen years of my life, that I was endowed with a large oral appendage, my super long tongue. It really was longer than everyone else's, and I was soon to find out that having a long tongue came in handy with the girls."

Darcy was pretty excited the day she presented her project to the science class. She was well prepared but of course nothing goes without a hitch. When the picture of her b*****r's long tongue was shown some jerk quipped "I bet he can pick his own nose with that thing" which made all the immature boys laugh until the teacher demanded silence.

One thing that Darcy noted was that a few girls seemed to fidget in their seats including their teacher Ms Wadsworth. All in all it was a successful presentation and she was sure to get very high marks. The strangest thing occurred as she was leaving. The class slut asked if her b*****r was dating anyone. Darcy answered no then asked why the sudden interest. She replied with a smile "Ask your Daddy."

That night while trying to get to sl**p she thought about that ex-rocker's odd quote. A number of things started to come together "The odd twinkle in Daddy's eyes", "Mom's embarrassment", great-grandad's "a long tongue can be very useful to women and girls a like" and finally her teacher and some of the girls obvious agitation. Before she nodded off Darcy promised herself she was going to ask Dad why a women liked a long tongue.

The next night Darcy's Mom was at her weekly bridge game and Bill was out skate boarding. Only Dad was around which was alright with Darcy. She sat beside Daddy cuddled up and waited until there was a TV commercial. She said "Daddy I just have to ask. How can a long tongue like yours be so valuable to a girl?" Dad almost choked. When he recovered he asked her why she wanted to know.

Darcy went through the litany of odd information she had accumulated. Dad's eye got larger as her clues were presented. Dad started to suggest she ask her mother when Darcy cut him off saying "Dad, Mom already seems embarrassed. I've always counted on you to tell me the truth. Are you going to fail me now?"

Reluctantly Dad agreed but told her she could not tell anyone they had this conversation. Considering the long lead up to this moment Darcy was just bursting with curiosity. Before he started Dad poured himself a tall stiff drink and downed it in one shot then poured another.

The explanation started with Dad asking "Darcy do you know what oral sex means?", continuing through "So a women with pouty full lips are considered to have perfect blow job lips" and ending with "That's why every female can't resist a long tongued man."

During his very graphic explanation Darcy went from disbelief, turning scarlet to finally soaking her panties. Her only comment was "No wonder the majority of women in the f****y are beautiful". Dad chuckled and nodded his head. As she went off to her room, his final words were "Sweet dreams honey."

That night as she remembered her Dad's detailed description of the families oral tradition, her hand absent mindedly snuck into her panties. In no time at all the young girl had fingers playing the role of a man's tongue. When she came hard the mental picture of Daddy's tongue became unequivocally associated with her orgasm. To think all this time she was living under the same roof with two very rare pleasure muscles.

For days all Darcy could think about was oral sex. Before these revelations she always thought sex was too risky because a girl could get pregnant. Now she knew you could give and get pleasure at no risk. Between her nightly masturbation sessions and after school diddling while viewing her tongue porno collection Darcy came many times more then she had in her previous 14 years.

Darcy became obsessed with having a long tongue replace her fingers. Exactly how was the question? She knew in her heart despite the moral and legal complications the short tongued local boys won't do. That left only two accessible choices, Bill and Daddy.

That choice was made for her when Mom and Dad announced they were leaving on a romantic weekend. For the first time the two teens would be left unsupervised. They were warned that no friends could come over and if there was any transgressions the consequences would be severe.

For Darcy this was an opportunity too good to pass up. The evening that their parents left the two teens agreed to watch a movie. Darcy said she needed to change so she would not have to when tired. Bill thought that was was a good idea. Soon the two met up in the TV room, Bill in tee shirt and work out shorts. Darcy wore a tight night shirt only a few inches below her little bottom with titties jiggling, unencumbered by a bra.

Before the movie started Darcy told Bill that she had a secret she wanted to share. For Bill this was great opportunity to stare at her tits. Darcy sat on the couch cross legged. Bill could swear that in the dark shadow between her legs his s****r was not wearing panties.

With such a sight no teen male could stop from getting an erection. Bill was so entranced that he did not even try covering up. Darcy saw her plan was working perfectly. She had to ask "Bill are you listening?" a few times until he reluctantly look at her face. She then told him what she found during her science project then dropped the bomb shell retelling what Father had explained to her.

When she finished Bill wore a smile from ear to ear and licked over the top of his nose to show off. Darcy had saved the best for last when she asked "Bill will you please show me why a long tongue makes a girl so happy? I promise to show you what a girl with blow job lips can do." If it was not for being so shocked he would have cum right then and there.

Before a stunned b*****r could answer Darcy stood up and pulled off her night shirt. Then went over to him and pulled down his shorts. She got to her knees, took hold of his dick, made her lips pouty and did as Daddy had described by taking him into her mouth. This was way too much for inexperienced Bill and his hips jerked forward gagging his s****r and then he blew his load.

With Darcy coughing she pulled off while Bill continued to spurt. She soon had cum on her face, in her hair dribbling from her mouth and all over her tits. She stood up and screamed at Bill then ran away. As she locked herself in the bathroom Darcy heard his profuse apologies.

His s****r showered off the cum then brushed her teeth. By the time she was in her room her anger had turned to such disappointment that she cried herself to sl**p. For the rest of the weekend the two teens avoided each only begrudgingly speaking after their parents returned.

What neither k**s knew was that dear old Dad had not trusted them because he remembered what he did when his parents left him alone for the the first time. Before their getaway Dad had installed a hidden wireless camera triggered by a motion sensor snapping pictures every few seconds.

Dad didn't check his computer until Tuesday night and could not believe his eyes. It was clear that Darcy had instigated the i****tuous encounter. As soon as their Mother was out shopping Dad called the two teens to his den. After showing them the pictures he read them the riot act. Both k**s were scared shitless. Bill was told he would be sent to military collage if he ever touched his s****r again. Then was banished to his room.

Dad stopped Darcy from leaving then closed the den door. He told her that he knew she had started the encounter. He asked her what was she thinking. Darcy to her credit told the truth. She admitted that his description of oral sex, the fact that the males in the f****y had exceptional abilities and the sexual excitement it stirred in her had led to the incident.

Darcy started to promise that she would never do it again when Dad cut her off with one stunning statement "Angel, all you had to do was ask." Darcy's insides turned to water. With a smile he told her to go and think about what he had said. As she got off the couch Daddy patted her bottom giving it a little squeeze.

Darcy was in complete shock. Did her Father just proposition her? She changed into a nightie but before going to bed she opened her laptop pulling up the pictures of Daddy's tongue and fingered herself to an amazing orgasm.

As soon as Darcy had a moment alone with Daddy she requested his help. Dad told Bill to offer Mom his help at her flee market stall for the coming weekend. Bill did as told hoping he could work his way out of the deep shit he was in. Dad told Darcy he could help her most of Sunday.

By Sunday Darcy was a live wire. Mom noticed and was ready to stay home thinking she was sick. Luckily Dad volunteered to take care of his princess and make sure Darcy stayed in bed. He helped Bill packed the car and they soon drove off.

Darcy was in her room waiting. As she heard his footsteps climb the stairs she started to have second thoughts. As Daddy walked through her opened door he flicked his tongue out like a snake. Making any second thoughts vanish.

He told her to stand up while he sat down on the bed. Pulling her directly in front of him. Daddy slowly looked from her pouty lips to her bare feet then gave a deep throaty growl. For her part she nervously looked at her feet fairly twitching in anticipation. Daddy took her hands and said look at me.

When their locked eyes he said "Darcy to really enjoy yourself you need to relax. I'll be gentle, just forget the inexperienced reactions of your b*****r. Daddy has pleasured many women. Hopefully you will also enjoy your Father's touch."

After that he undid the buttons on her blouse. He dropped her blouse to the floor her bra soon join the blouse. One hand began to rub circles on her stomach and the other pressed on the small of her back.

Leaning in his tongue darted out flicking across one hard nipple then the other. Darcy gasped and shuddered. Daddy's talented tongue continued to play with her firm breasts while his hands slipped under her skirt. The elastic of her panties were pulled until they started an inevitable slid over her rump and down her legs until gravity assisted in their descent. By this time Darcy was all but shaking, impatiently she undid her shirt and pushed them down to expose herself to Daddy.

He told Darcy to join him on the bed. The naked girl was all to glad to do as bid. Daddy leaned over her and licked her lips until her tongue ventured out. Soon they were kissing then tongue wrestling. Daddy's hands stroked and caressed her body enticing moans of pleasure from his young daughter.

He rolled his tongue and stuck it far enough into Darcy's mouth she knew he wanted her to suck it like a cock. Darcy started giving his long tongue a BJ while her Father's fingers cupped her sex enticing the girl to spread herself. Daddy broke their kiss and moved to sucking her nipples. His hands pressed her breasts together and he did what only the men in her f****y could do by licked both her nipples at the same time.

With new sensations coursing through her body she knew the best was yet to come. Suddenly Daddy sat up got off the bed and stripped. Darcy played with herself as she watched a grown man get naked for the first time. When his erection was revealed a gasp of "Oh Daddy" was heard.

Daddy got on the bed hovering over his baby girl. He started kissing her again but quickly moved to her neck and slowly worked down to her breasts again. When he was once again licking and sucking her nipples she felt his thick phallus rubbing up and down her virgin slit.

Darcy was so worked up that his cock head was soon slick with her wetness. Without thought Darcy's pelvis moved in anticipation of his entry but all of a sudden his pleasure stick was gone as Daddy's mouth moved to her stomach. Already her excitement had built to such a point she was no longer in control of herself squirming and moving all over the bed.

To gain control Daddy placed a hand on the back of both of her thighs pushing them up and effectively pinning her pelvis to the bed. His long tongue licked over her belly and tantalized her mons. Darcy's head flipped from side to side and her hands grasped the bed spread pulling it into wrinkled handfuls.

Suddenly Daddy broadened his wet tongue and lay it flat over much of her pussy then rapidly moved it back and forth while applying enough pressure to enter her slit. Her engorged clit had already ventured beyond its protective hood. When contacted by Daddy's tongue, Darcy's scream in climatic glory.

Her hands went to the back of her Father's head to drive his face deeper into her pussy. Unfortunately she gripping his hair pulling out some. Daddy took his tongue off his orgasmic angel and disengaged her clenched fists.

As she was coming down he grabbed, from her night stand, two hair bands. Before she was even aware Daddy had her wrists tide to the headboard. Then he was back between his baby girl's legs. Darcy came out of her haze when she felt Daddy's magnificent muscle intrude into her love canal.

He snaked his way further and further into his daughter. It was only then she realized she was bound. Her arms attempted to move to his head as she frantically climb to another climax. With each wiggle of his tongue electric shocks shot throughout her body.

If the sensations of his tongue snaking its way into her slick velvet walls was not enough Daddy's fingers began to rub sweet circles over her clit. His other hand tweaked and pulled her nipples. To young and inexperienced to gain any control Darcy literally succumbed to Daddy's manipulations.

Just as his tongue could go no further he curled the tip upwards to find a spot Darcy did not know existed. She exploded literally seeing stars but Daddy did not stop rubbing her gspot over and over again. Darcy was feeling more pleasure than she could have imagined.

The first wave of multi-orgasms took her by surprise as she convulsed under the control of Daddy's magnificent muscle. The man showed no mercy as he stiffened his tongue then twisted it around and around while thrusting his face in and out of his orgasmic princes.

Darcy's cries of pleasure echoed around the room. She had tears of joy streaming down her face. Finally he pulled out giving he pussy a light kiss then removed her constraints. The two snuggled together and caught an hour or so nap.

A satiated daughter awoke first. She realized her sl**ping Father was still naked. Slipping out from under his arm she moved down the bed, eyes fixed on his semi. She felt a overwhelming need to give back at least a small fraction of the pleasure he had given her.

As she leaned over his manhood her long hair fell over his groin. At first Darcy only kissed his phallus but as it started to grow kisses turned into licks. Soon enough she saw the thick veins pulse along his shaft ending in a large engorged head.

Precum began to leak from the tip. Darcy could not stop but taste the leaky substance. As her head came back up she gazed right into her Father's smiling face. His winked gave her permission to discover the oral expertise that dominated her genes.

The young daughter licked, sucked, tongued and mouthed the very cock that had impregnated her mother over f******n years ago. With many words of encouragement but only a few words of instructions Darcy was rapidly acquiring those skills which would someday provide her lovers with their most vivid sexual memories.

After a time Father's breathing became more rapid and his hands clasped either side of her head. His pelvis started a rapid thrust into Darcy's mouth and she felt the head swell. Her tongue rapidly played under his phallus as Daddy said "swallow for me Darcy". Rope after rope of thick cum shot into her mouth and she did as bid gulping down her Father's warm seed.

This felt so right, as unlike with her b*****r, she had earned the right to this cum laden victory toast. When the spurts stopped she sucked up the last dribbles then backed off the shrinking shaft to look into her proud poppa's face. She surely was a young women true to her breeding.

Knowing that there was no time for further fun Darcy said "Daddy I think I have much to learn". He replied "All you need to do is ask." ... Continue»
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