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Female Husbandry
Sometimes exciting things happen at work, even farm work.
Based on a post by Farmerjill.
Listen to the Podcast at Steamy
Stories.
You think Farming is Boring? Maybe Not!
My name is Connor Dixon and I am a beef farmer. I don't
think farming is boring, I really like it but I know most people do. When I go
to a function from my wife's work it is always the same.
"What do you do?" They ask me.
"I am a farmer." I tell them.
Then it goes one of three ways, there is the joke route
which usually ends in something like "where's the beef?" kind of
thing. Then there is the inane question route, "do brown cows make brown
milk?" Finally there is the change the topic, hope this guy goes away
route.
Yes, some people are really interested or are related to a
farmer but that happens less and less as fewer and fewer people are farmers. I
don't understand what is so exciting about sitting in a cubicle everyday and
staring at a computer screen. Most people have boring jobs, even firemen spend
most of the time doing boring things. Thank God that they aren't having to save
people and fight fires every minute like on tv, but come on, hanging around a
firehall for 24 hrs is boring day in day out.
Now having said that, I will admit that farming does have
some boring moments. The summer is busy but it is pretty unexciting. I grow
beef so that means, cut hay, rake hay, bale hay and put hay away-then repeat.
Driving around those same fields can get a little monotonous. Yes, you have to
pay attention to what is going on because things can go wrong in an instant but
usually it is pretty dull. That is why you have to enjoy the little things that
happen during the day that spice things up.
Sometimes you get to see a fawn and it's mother come out
into the field. Other times you are up early and the sun rise is just extra
special. Pulling a calf out of a cow in distress is always exciting, and
usually really messy. Of course there are the times when you meet up with a
fellow farmer and you stop your tractor next to his and share important
information. This can be very exciting depending on who did what to whom and
when and where. Of course we talk farm stuff too but most people tell me long
term weather forecasts and crop futures are boring. Last of all are the moments
we farmers cherish, the moments that really put a spring in our step and a
smile on our faces.
I will give you an example. I rent or own 11 pieces of land
and they are not continuous so I have to drive between them. One of the pieces
I rent is owned by a nice widow who lives at the corner of 2 gravel roads. She
has a house on the north side and she quite often is not home visiting her kids
and grand kids in town. On the east gravel road a family of 4 lives. Mom and
dad are in their late 20s or early 30s and their children are about 5 and 6. I
say hi to them when I see them and if I do see them, I usually tell them what
I'm up to and when. You don't want to be cutting hay during a birthday party or
something like that. The guy told me his name once but I'll admit I don't
remember it. The woman who has never told me her name is what makes my days
sometimes very exciting.
You see she likes to wear tight short. It seems to me after
5 years of driving around her house working on hay that she is still wearing
the shorts she had before she had kids. She has kept a few baby pounds on her
and that makes her shorts tight, too small, and very exciting. From the rear
you can see just a little bit of her bum coming out of her shorts. That really
turns me on. The shorts are also always so tight that you can't see any panty
lines. She unfortunately doesn't own any "daisy dukes' but the ones she
does own are different colors but all of them are of a material that makes them
like a second skin.
Now when you see her from the front it gets even better. I
love camel toes. Sometimes my wife wears something that gives her a camel toe
and it always gets a rise out of me. The problem is my wife always wears
panties and she always "fixes it" when she sees me drooling. It was
not always like this however when we were young, she would wear tight shorts
and it lead to great sex. So now I have to watch her at the right moment and
there will a little bit of a camel toe but nothing like what this woman from
the east gravel road house has! Her shorts ride right up her slit and her lips
are so plump! It is the most enticing camel toe I have ever scene. Every time I
see it my cock starts to get hard and I just want to stop the tractor and bury
my face in it.
Then if there is still time, I look at her top. Her t-shirts
are also very tight and she doesn't seem to ever wear bras. She has these
baseball size tits that are still quite firm after the kids. When she walks,
they don't bounce as much a jiggle. It is a sight to behold. Her t-shirts also
tend to be in light colors so when the sun hits them right or water gets on
them, they are see through. She has nice little button nipples and big areolas.
It is a sight to behold.
I sometimes have trouble steering trying to look at her ass
or camel toes or jiggly boobs. I also am very disappointed when she is not
around, which is most of the time. Some of you might be wondering at this point
about what her face looks like. It is fine enough, no buck teeth, or crooked
warted nose, but who cares anyway with all the rest she has going on!
Getting Plugged.
The reason I am telling you this is because last June when I
was baling hay my baler pick up got plugged. This happens sometimes but it is
usually not to hard to unplug. I pulled out the canvas tarp I keep rolled up by
the fender. Since I was shirtless, I spread it out, then laid on it while I
began clearing out the clog.
There I was under the baler pulling out the mass of hay when
the most amazing thing happened. I was getting near done when I noticed, out of
the corner of my eye; the woman was walking toward me. I don't know if she
could see my face but all I could see was that camel toe approaching. I was
sure that her shorts were even tighter that day, so it was looking really plump
and inviting. As she moved closer, I was certain I could even see a little nub
at the top of the slit; which must be her clit.
At this point I should mention that I am wearing coveralls
and boots. Under my coveralls are just a pair of thin cotton boxers. I am so
preoccupied with the rapidly approaching camel toe that I don't really realize
I am hard. When she got closer, I made sure I got back to working on the baler.
"I m Mindy. Looks like you are having a bad day, or
maybe a hard day?"
Wow, I can't believe that this 20 something babe is flirting
with me! I might be 54, but I'm sure she is flirting, because she made the word
"hard" 2 syllables. She used this deep throaty growl for the
"h" which then morphed into a sultry "ard." The way she
says hard is so exhilarating it makes me harder. I manage to reply,
"Sometimes this stuff happens, it will be fixed
soon."
"You sure look hot and sweaty down there. I bet you
could use some lemonade to brighten up your day."
It must have been heat stroke because before I engaged my
brain I replied,
"My day is already brighter seeing you in those shorts,
and lemonade would be nice. I drank all of my water."
She giggled. I made this woman giggle; and now she was off
to get me lemonade! Of course I watched her beautiful ass walk all the way back
to the house. Then I redoubled my efforts, so I would be done when she came
back. When I saw her leaving the house with two glasses of lemonade, I was just
finishing up, so I stood up so I could shake the hay off the tarp. Then I
spread it out again, behind the big tractor wheel, where a late afternoon shade
helped me cool down.
When she came around the tractor, I was sitting with my back
leaning on the tractor. She knelt down facing me, then handed me the lemonade;
and then asked me a question,
"I can't believe you like these old shorts. Your just
trying to be nice. Do you really like them?"
All of my blood was in my cock, and it was doing all the
thinking and talking for me,
"Are you kidding! You look positively stunning, if I
was your husband and saw you in those, I would be on you in a second."
She then did an incredible thing. She placed her two hands
on the front of her shorts palms down. As she moved her hands up her shorts,
she then continued speaking,
"These old things, he doesn't even notice. When he
comes home from work, he just gets a beer, I don't even get a kiss."
The motion of her hands while she said this, was
mesmerizing. Her efforts resulted in an even bigger and fuller camel toe!
"If it was me, I would take one look at your ass in
those shorts and I would give you a kiss that curled your toes, then I would go
upstairs to our bedroom and get that coin jar we have on the dresser. I would
take it outside and throw it all over the back yard. Then I would get the kids
and tell them there was $17.93 out there and if they could find it all they
could have it. That would keep them busy for a good hour I figure. Then I would
pick you up plop you on the counter and lick your camel toe right through your
shorts."
She stopped my dialogue at that point and told me; I am a
more visual person. You should show me what you mean.
So I leaned forward and brought her in close and gave her an
enthusiastic kiss. Then I laid her down on the tarp and proceeded to lick her
camel toe. She started to grind her shorts into my face and I took that as a
signal to pull her shorts down. What a set of lips! They were engorged with
blood and begging to be worshiped. I started licking the one on the left and
then moved to the right. By the time I starting sucking on them, she came!
I then started to probe her slit with my tongue. She really
liked that! When I started to alternate between licking her clit and fucking
her with my tongue, she started to shake. I figured she was getting really
close, so I took her clit in my mouth and started to suck. She screamed and
squirted all over my face. Then she begged me to stop so I went up for the
baseballs.
Under that t-shirt were two of the most amazing tits I have
ever made love too. They were a perfect handful. Her nipples were pretty
sensitive, and I just love to get my whole mouth around her areolas. While I
was doing that, she undid the snaps on my coveralls and they fell down. I stood
and took off my boots so the Osh Kosh could fall right off. She then pulled off
my very tented sweaty white boxers. She really seemed impressed with my Fat
Turgid phallic farmer, and started to drop down to her knees, as I leaned back
on the big tractor tire. I had to tell her it was pretty sweaty down
there."
"I like hot and sweaty; especially your nice sweaty and
swollen cock. Your manly aroma brings out a lustful passion in me"
What a woman!
I'm not sure my cock could get harder at this point, but if
it could, it did. She then proceeded to give me an all-star blow job. As you
can imagine, I did not last long, and soon I was shooting ropes of cum into her
mouth. As I expelled my third blast, she continued a soft tongue-stroking on
the underside of my shaft. Opening my eyes again, I saw her pretty blue
eyes looking up to mine, and smiling as she slowly slid her mouth off my cock.
As my todger dropped from her tight lips, I saw her smile brightly, a creamy
drool seaping down from the side of her mouth. Then her long tongue
skillfully swept the wayward jizz back in, followed by a happy swallow.
I slid sown the wheel rim til I was seated, and naked, I
finished off the lemonade. We took a little break after that as she drank her
lemonade. She finished hers and put her glass down, and started to stroke my
cock. I was so keyed up, it was already semi hard. She soon had it ready to go.
She pushed me back and climbed her naked curvy body aboard my hips.
After 2 kids she was surprisingly tight. It felt amazing as
she worked my cock like a champ.
Gawd, your thick monster is so good! She declared.
I had the privilege of watching her breasts jiggle with
every move she made. Soon she had the angle just right and her climax was
imminent. As I reached up to fondle her breasts, her eyes rolled back in her
head and she came. It must have been intense because she stopped moving and
then slumped onto my chest.
When she finally looked up into my eyes, I told her we
needed to change positions. Obviously, I wanted to do her doggy style after
lusting after her butt for 5 years.
She slid to my side and lifted one leg high. I rolled out
and knelt between her spread knees, her head resting on her forearms, on the
corner of the tarp.
It was now all about me, and I was out to "ride her
hard and put her away wet." I just let loose, pounding into her open cunt
like there was no tomorrow. Apparently, she really liked what I was doing
because soon she was slamming back as I hammered forward.
I had already cum once, so I was in for the long haul and it
was heaven. Her ass looked even better while I fucked her than it did in those
shorts. I watched as my thick shaft pistoned her, the skin of her lips
stretching outward as I retracted, then consume my phallus as I penetrated, to
the stretched far end of her womb.
All good things must cum to an end, however; and when she
started to climax again, that sent me over the edge and I joined her euphoria.
Completely spent I slumped to the ground beside her, to
catch my breath. She did the same as she spooned into me. Her shoulder ust
under my extended arm. She pulled the arm down and placed my palm on her lower
tit. Taking a queue, I reached my upper arm around, and palmed her other tit.
We laid there, savoring the moment. Perhaps to 8 minutes passed, then her
ass started a subtle wiggle and my cock twitched. Problem was, I had to finish
baling. I thanked her for such kindness.
She said the honor was her s. Adding that her body needed
some intimate attention for several days, now.
Soon enough she was back in her clothes and headed to
the house after one more steamy kiss. I may want to do this again, when I need
more than I m getting.
I was back on the tractor and after watching her ass
return to her house, I resumed my work.
I never saw her again that summer but one more exciting
thing did happen. I was back at that same field, But the young mother was soon
driving off with the two little kids. As I was cutting the second cut in late
August. I thought I saw her back in the driveway, stepping out of a different vehicle.
She waved, but it wasn't her. it was someone similar but a bit older. As I
continued to drive around the field, I continued to study this new woman,
washing her car. I concluded it was her mom. She was wearing very blue tight
shorts, I think they were stretchy like yoga pants, but shorts, instead. Very
tight and nice to look at. She wore a white cotton halter top. The mom was
bigger than her daughter, more the size of cantaloupes than baseballs. There
was certainly more sag but there also was no bra involved and the bouncing was
great to watch.
I finished cutting the hay and stopped to put my disc mower
into travel mode. I was pretty close to the house at this point and the woman
waved to me. I waved back, and called hello. She waved me over to where she
held the garden hose, and since I had sunglasses on, I could fully scope her
out without looking like a perv. She definitely had nice tits that bounced with
every step. Her top was wet from hosing down the car, revealing dark circles,
and pointed tenting of the translucent cloth. The nipples were bigger than her
daughter but the areolas seemed proportionately smaller. The camel toe however
was divine! She had pulled up her shorts before I came over when she thought I
wasn't looking. Her lips seemed even puffier than her daughter s, and her slit
was a darker shade of blue than the rest of her shorts. This could only mean
one thing, that she was hot to trot and ready to rock; I mean fuck.
My cock of course, rose to the occasion in my coveralls. She
made sure to take a long look down at my thick farmer pole. She didn't even try
the lemonade route. She just was blunt and we got down to business.
"I m Betty. Mindy s gone with the kids til 4.Looks like
you re having a good ha-ard day," she said with the same two syllable
pronunciation and a twinkle in her eye.
I concluded that this was a set up, and I better take
advantage quick. Haying follows a predictable pattern. Depending on the
weather, 3 or 4 days after cutting is raking. Then later that day or the
following day is baling. Thus the daughter had obviously known when to have mom
come over.
Soon we were making out like no tomorrow. I had to feel that
camel toe so I moved my hand down to the front of her spandex shorts and traced
the outline with my finger. She definitely was wet; she had soaked the front of
the shorts. She also was ready to go and started to hump my hand. I quickly peeled
off her shorts and rolled them down. My finger found her clit and I started to
circle it. She moaned into my kiss and I then knelt down to taste her. I helped
her scoot up onto the back trunk of her Cadillac. I was just starting to work
on her, when she climaxed. She laid there, naked with her knees up for a
minute, Then she didn't waste any time sliding off the car and getting me out
of my coveralls and boxers. Then she pulled my cock along as she walked over to
the hammock, strung between two Oak Trees. She set me crossways, across the
double hammock and knelt on the grass. Her mouth skills were very developed,
and my cock was down her throat in seconds. The pleasure was immense, but she
wanted to savor my thick meat in her cunt, so she stopped before my cream
erupted in her warm throat. Pulling me to my feet, she the laid face-down on
the hammock, her weight supported by her arms, and urged me to plow her depths.
I knelt on the grass and soon had her ass slapping my hips as the hammock
rocked our action. She was laid over and I was balls deep in her pussy. I got
on my feet and squatted, my knees wide as I thrusted into her compressed pussy.
I couldn't help but reach under her and grab her swinging tits. I tried my best
to hold off, but this all was too much for me and I exploded in her.
As I pulled out, she let out a sad sigh and inquired if I
was ready or able for more?
"I hope you're not done because I'm not finished with
you."
She then had me lay on the hammock, then she straddled over
my in 69; and started a gentle process of calling my cock back into the game. I
was licking her clit while my fingers fondled her cunt and asshole.
She took my cock in her mouth and started to deep throat me.
When she had me fully lodged, she started to do this humming thing and I was
rock hard. Taking my cock in hand she twisted her body sideways, then looked me
in the eye,
"I need this in my ass. Use the mess in my pussy for
lube."
Now I have to take a minute to tell you how much I love anal
sex. My wife is not a fan, so I get it exactly two times a year, on my birthday
and when I use my coupon. My wife made me a coupon I can use once a year for
anal. Let me tell you, no other decision I make receives the amount of
attention that I give to using that coupon!
So it was my pleasure to oblige this lady and give her what
she wanted. I laid her on her back because missionary is best for anal. You can
play with her pussy or tits while you fuck. She was right that there was plenty
of our combined fluids to lube h
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Female Husbandry
Sometimes exciting things happen at work, even farm work.
Based on a post by Farmerjill.
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You think Farming is Boring? Maybe Not!
My name is Connor Dixon and I am a beef farmer. I don't
think farming is boring, I really like it but I know most people do. When I go
to a function from my wife's work it is always the same.
"What do you do?" They ask me.
"I am a farmer." I tell them.
Then it goes one of three ways, there is the joke route
which usually ends in something like "where's the beef?" kind of
thing. Then there is the inane question route, "do brown cows make brown
milk?" Finally there is the change the topic, hope this guy goes away
route.
Yes, some people are really interested or are related to a
farmer but that happens less and less as fewer and fewer people are farmers. I
don't understand what is so exciting about sitting in a cubicle everyday and
staring at a computer screen. Most people have boring jobs, even firemen spend
most of the time doing boring things. Thank God that they aren't having to save
people and fight fires every minute like on tv, but come on, hanging around a
firehall for 24 hrs is boring day in day out.
Now having said that, I will admit that farming does have
some boring moments. The summer is busy but it is pretty unexciting. I grow
beef so that means, cut hay, rake hay, bale hay and put hay away-then repeat.
Driving around those same fields can get a little monotonous. Yes, you have to
pay attention to what is going on because things can go wrong in an instant but
usually it is pretty dull. That is why you have to enjoy the little things that
happen during the day that spice things up.
Sometimes you get to see a fawn and it's mother come out
into the field. Other times you are up early and the sun rise is just extra
special. Pulling a calf out of a cow in distress is always exciting, and
usually really messy. Of course there are the times when you meet up with a
fellow farmer and you stop your tractor next to his and share important
information. This can be very exciting depending on who did what to whom and
when and where. Of course we talk farm stuff too but most people tell me long
term weather forecasts and crop futures are boring. Last of all are the moments
we farmers cherish, the moments that really put a spring in our step and a
smile on our faces.
I will give you an example. I rent or own 11 pieces of land
and they are not continuous so I have to drive between them. One of the pieces
I rent is owned by a nice widow who lives at the corner of 2 gravel roads. She
has a house on the north side and she quite often is not home visiting her kids
and grand kids in town. On the east gravel road a family of 4 lives. Mom and
dad are in their late 20s or early 30s and their children are about 5 and 6. I
say hi to them when I see them and if I do see them, I usually tell them what
I'm up to and when. You don't want to be cutting hay during a birthday party or
something like that. The guy told me his name once but I'll admit I don't
remember it. The woman who has never told me her name is what makes my days
sometimes very exciting.
You see she likes to wear tight short. It seems to me after
5 years of driving around her house working on hay that she is still wearing
the shorts she had before she had kids. She has kept a few baby pounds on her
and that makes her shorts tight, too small, and very exciting. From the rear
you can see just a little bit of her bum coming out of her shorts. That really
turns me on. The shorts are also always so tight that you can't see any panty
lines. She unfortunately doesn't own any "daisy dukes' but the ones she
does own are different colors but all of them are of a material that makes them
like a second skin.
Now when you see her from the front it gets even better. I
love camel toes. Sometimes my wife wears something that gives her a camel toe
and it always gets a rise out of me. The problem is my wife always wears
panties and she always "fixes it" when she sees me drooling. It was
not always like this however when we were young, she would wear tight shorts
and it lead to great sex. So now I have to watch her at the right moment and
there will a little bit of a camel toe but nothing like what this woman from
the east gravel road house has! Her shorts ride right up her slit and her lips
are so plump! It is the most enticing camel toe I have ever scene. Every time I
see it my cock starts to get hard and I just want to stop the tractor and bury
my face in it.
Then if there is still time, I look at her top. Her t-shirts
are also very tight and she doesn't seem to ever wear bras. She has these
baseball size tits that are still quite firm after the kids. When she walks,
they don't bounce as much a jiggle. It is a sight to behold. Her t-shirts also
tend to be in light colors so when the sun hits them right or water gets on
them, they are see through. She has nice little button nipples and big areolas.
It is a sight to behold.
I sometimes have trouble steering trying to look at her ass
or camel toes or jiggly boobs. I also am very disappointed when she is not
around, which is most of the time. Some of you might be wondering at this point
about what her face looks like. It is fine enough, no buck teeth, or crooked
warted nose, but who cares anyway with all the rest she has going on!
Getting Plugged.
The reason I am telling you this is because last June when I
was baling hay my baler pick up got plugged. This happens sometimes but it is
usually not to hard to unplug. I pulled out the canvas tarp I keep rolled up by
the fender. Since I was shirtless, I spread it out, then laid on it while I
began clearing out the clog.
There I was under the baler pulling out the mass of hay when
the most amazing thing happened. I was getting near done when I noticed, out of
the corner of my eye; the woman was walking toward me. I don't know if she
could see my face but all I could see was that camel toe approaching. I was
sure that her shorts were even tighter that day, so it was looking really plump
and inviting. As she moved closer, I was certain I could even see a little nub
at the top of the slit; which must be her clit.
At this point I should mention that I am wearing coveralls
and boots. Under my coveralls are just a pair of thin cotton boxers. I am so
preoccupied with the rapidly approaching camel toe that I don't really realize
I am hard. When she got closer, I made sure I got back to working on the baler.
"I m Mindy. Looks like you are having a bad day, or
maybe a hard day?"
Wow, I can't believe that this 20 something babe is flirting
with me! I might be 54, but I'm sure she is flirting, because she made the word
"hard" 2 syllables. She used this deep throaty growl for the
"h" which then morphed into a sultry "ard." The way she
says hard is so exhilarating it makes me harder. I manage to reply,
"Sometimes this stuff happens, it will be fixed
soon."
"You sure look hot and sweaty down there. I bet you
could use some lemonade to brighten up your day."
It must have been heat stroke because before I engaged my
brain I replied,
"My day is already brighter seeing you in those shorts,
and lemonade would be nice. I drank all of my water."
She giggled. I made this woman giggle; and now she was off
to get me lemonade! Of course I watched her beautiful ass walk all the way back
to the house. Then I redoubled my efforts, so I would be done when she came
back. When I saw her leaving the house with two glasses of lemonade, I was just
finishing up, so I stood up so I could shake the hay off the tarp. Then I
spread it out again, behind the big tractor wheel, where a late afternoon shade
helped me cool down.
When she came around the tractor, I was sitting with my back
leaning on the tractor. She knelt down facing me, then handed me the lemonade;
and then asked me a question,
"I can't believe you like these old shorts. Your just
trying to be nice. Do you really like them?"
All of my blood was in my cock, and it was doing all the
thinking and talking for me,
"Are you kidding! You look positively stunning, if I
was your husband and saw you in those, I would be on you in a second."
She then did an incredible thing. She placed her two hands
on the front of her shorts palms down. As she moved her hands up her shorts,
she then continued speaking,
"These old things, he doesn't even notice. When he
comes home from work, he just gets a beer, I don't even get a kiss."
The motion of her hands while she said this, was
mesmerizing. Her efforts resulted in an even bigger and fuller camel toe!
"If it was me, I would take one look at your ass in
those shorts and I would give you a kiss that curled your toes, then I would go
upstairs to our bedroom and get that coin jar we have on the dresser. I would
take it outside and throw it all over the back yard. Then I would get the kids
and tell them there was $17.93 out there and if they could find it all they
could have it. That would keep them busy for a good hour I figure. Then I would
pick you up plop you on the counter and lick your camel toe right through your
shorts."
She stopped my dialogue at that point and told me; I am a
more visual person. You should show me what you mean.
So I leaned forward and brought her in close and gave her an
enthusiastic kiss. Then I laid her down on the tarp and proceeded to lick her
camel toe. She started to grind her shorts into my face and I took that as a
signal to pull her shorts down. What a set of lips! They were engorged with
blood and begging to be worshiped. I started licking the one on the left and
then moved to the right. By the time I starting sucking on them, she came!
I then started to probe her slit with my tongue. She really
liked that! When I started to alternate between licking her clit and fucking
her with my tongue, she started to shake. I figured she was getting really
close, so I took her clit in my mouth and started to suck. She screamed and
squirted all over my face. Then she begged me to stop so I went up for the
baseballs.
Under that t-shirt were two of the most amazing tits I have
ever made love too. They were a perfect handful. Her nipples were pretty
sensitive, and I just love to get my whole mouth around her areolas. While I
was doing that, she undid the snaps on my coveralls and they fell down. I stood
and took off my boots so the Osh Kosh could fall right off. She then pulled off
my very tented sweaty white boxers. She really seemed impressed with my Fat
Turgid phallic farmer, and started to drop down to her knees, as I leaned back
on the big tractor tire. I had to tell her it was pretty sweaty down
there."
"I like hot and sweaty; especially your nice sweaty and
swollen cock. Your manly aroma brings out a lustful passion in me"
What a woman!
I'm not sure my cock could get harder at this point, but if
it could, it did. She then proceeded to give me an all-star blow job. As you
can imagine, I did not last long, and soon I was shooting ropes of cum into her
mouth. As I expelled my third blast, she continued a soft tongue-stroking on
the underside of my shaft. Opening my eyes again, I saw her pretty blue
eyes looking up to mine, and smiling as she slowly slid her mouth off my cock.
As my todger dropped from her tight lips, I saw her smile brightly, a creamy
drool seaping down from the side of her mouth. Then her long tongue
skillfully swept the wayward jizz back in, followed by a happy swallow.
I slid sown the wheel rim til I was seated, and naked, I
finished off the lemonade. We took a little break after that as she drank her
lemonade. She finished hers and put her glass down, and started to stroke my
cock. I was so keyed up, it was already semi hard. She soon had it ready to go.
She pushed me back and climbed her naked curvy body aboard my hips.
After 2 kids she was surprisingly tight. It felt amazing as
she worked my cock like a champ.
Gawd, your thick monster is so good! She declared.
I had the privilege of watching her breasts jiggle with
every move she made. Soon she had the angle just right and her climax was
imminent. As I reached up to fondle her breasts, her eyes rolled back in her
head and she came. It must have been intense because she stopped moving and
then slumped onto my chest.
When she finally looked up into my eyes, I told her we
needed to change positions. Obviously, I wanted to do her doggy style after
lusting after her butt for 5 years.
She slid to my side and lifted one leg high. I rolled out
and knelt between her spread knees, her head resting on her forearms, on the
corner of the tarp.
It was now all about me, and I was out to "ride her
hard and put her away wet." I just let loose, pounding into her open cunt
like there was no tomorrow. Apparently, she really liked what I was doing
because soon she was slamming back as I hammered forward.
I had already cum once, so I was in for the long haul and it
was heaven. Her ass looked even better while I fucked her than it did in those
shorts. I watched as my thick shaft pistoned her, the skin of her lips
stretching outward as I retracted, then consume my phallus as I penetrated, to
the stretched far end of her womb.
All good things must cum to an end, however; and when she
started to climax again, that sent me over the edge and I joined her euphoria.
Completely spent I slumped to the ground beside her, to
catch my breath. She did the same as she spooned into me. Her shoulder ust
under my extended arm. She pulled the arm down and placed my palm on her lower
tit. Taking a queue, I reached my upper arm around, and palmed her other tit.
We laid there, savoring the moment. Perhaps to 8 minutes passed, then her
ass started a subtle wiggle and my cock twitched. Problem was, I had to finish
baling. I thanked her for such kindness.
She said the honor was her s. Adding that her body needed
some intimate attention for several days, now.
Soon enough she was back in her clothes and headed to
the house after one more steamy kiss. I may want to do this again, when I need
more than I m getting.
I was back on the tractor and after watching her ass
return to her house, I resumed my work.
I never saw her again that summer but one more exciting
thing did happen. I was back at that same field, But the young mother was soon
driving off with the two little kids. As I was cutting the second cut in late
August. I thought I saw her back in the driveway, stepping out of a different vehicle.
She waved, but it wasn't her. it was someone similar but a bit older. As I
continued to drive around the field, I continued to study this new woman,
washing her car. I concluded it was her mom. She was wearing very blue tight
shorts, I think they were stretchy like yoga pants, but shorts, instead. Very
tight and nice to look at. She wore a white cotton halter top. The mom was
bigger than her daughter, more the size of cantaloupes than baseballs. There
was certainly more sag but there also was no bra involved and the bouncing was
great to watch.
I finished cutting the hay and stopped to put my disc mower
into travel mode. I was pretty close to the house at this point and the woman
waved to me. I waved back, and called hello. She waved me over to where she
held the garden hose, and since I had sunglasses on, I could fully scope her
out without looking like a perv. She definitely had nice tits that bounced with
every step. Her top was wet from hosing down the car, revealing dark circles,
and pointed tenting of the translucent cloth. The nipples were bigger than her
daughter but the areolas seemed proportionately smaller. The camel toe however
was divine! She had pulled up her shorts before I came over when she thought I
wasn't looking. Her lips seemed even puffier than her daughter s, and her slit
was a darker shade of blue than the rest of her shorts. This could only mean
one thing, that she was hot to trot and ready to rock; I mean fuck.
My cock of course, rose to the occasion in my coveralls. She
made sure to take a long look down at my thick farmer pole. She didn't even try
the lemonade route. She just was blunt and we got down to business.
"I m Betty. Mindy s gone with the kids til 4.Looks like
you re having a good ha-ard day," she said with the same two syllable
pronunciation and a twinkle in her eye.
I concluded that this was a set up, and I better take
advantage quick. Haying follows a predictable pattern. Depending on the
weather, 3 or 4 days after cutting is raking. Then later that day or the
following day is baling. Thus the daughter had obviously known when to have mom
come over.
Soon we were making out like no tomorrow. I had to feel that
camel toe so I moved my hand down to the front of her spandex shorts and traced
the outline with my finger. She definitely was wet; she had soaked the front of
the shorts. She also was ready to go and started to hump my hand. I quickly peeled
off her shorts and rolled them down. My finger found her clit and I started to
circle it. She moaned into my kiss and I then knelt down to taste her. I helped
her scoot up onto the back trunk of her Cadillac. I was just starting to work
on her, when she climaxed. She laid there, naked with her knees up for a
minute, Then she didn't waste any time sliding off the car and getting me out
of my coveralls and boxers. Then she pulled my cock along as she walked over to
the hammock, strung between two Oak Trees. She set me crossways, across the
double hammock and knelt on the grass. Her mouth skills were very developed,
and my cock was down her throat in seconds. The pleasure was immense, but she
wanted to savor my thick meat in her cunt, so she stopped before my cream
erupted in her warm throat. Pulling me to my feet, she the laid face-down on
the hammock, her weight supported by her arms, and urged me to plow her depths.
I knelt on the grass and soon had her ass slapping my hips as the hammock
rocked our action. She was laid over and I was balls deep in her pussy. I got
on my feet and squatted, my knees wide as I thrusted into her compressed pussy.
I couldn't help but reach under her and grab her swinging tits. I tried my best
to hold off, but this all was too much for me and I exploded in her.
As I pulled out, she let out a sad sigh and inquired if I
was ready or able for more?
"I hope you're not done because I'm not finished with
you."
She then had me lay on the hammock, then she straddled over
my in 69; and started a gentle process of calling my cock back into the game. I
was licking her clit while my fingers fondled her cunt and asshole.
She took my cock in her mouth and started to deep throat me.
When she had me fully lodged, she started to do this humming thing and I was
rock hard. Taking my cock in hand she twisted her body sideways, then looked me
in the eye,
"I need this in my ass. Use the mess in my pussy for
lube."
Now I have to take a minute to tell you how much I love anal
sex. My wife is not a fan, so I get it exactly two times a year, on my birthday
and when I use my coupon. My wife made me a coupon I can use once a year for
anal. Let me tell you, no other decision I make receives the amount of
attention that I give to using that coupon!
So it was my pleasure to oblige this lady and give her what
she wanted. I laid her on her back because missionary is best for anal. You can
play with her pussy or tits while you fuck. She was right that there was plenty
of our combined fluids to lube h
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