Message-ID: <5231eli$9710291213@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: yrt18519@IDT.NET Subject: New Author Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: yrt18519@IDT.NET Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <3456E466.6552@mail.idt.net> I think this is finally correct. Warning: This is a fictional account with an explicit sexual theme. If you are not of legal age to read such material or if sexually oriented material is/might be offensive to you, find something else to do. Any similarity between the characters herein and any persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Now that's out of the way, please continue. Physical responses resulting from reading this story are not my fault and, any action you take is your responsibility. FUN ON THE FARM As I ride along the country roads of the south, on my way from one assignment to the other, I enjoy seeing the farms along the route as my memory floods with the recollections of my younger years and the summers I spent at Uncle Paul's farm. It was not a large farm, maybe 200 acres, but it occupied a strategic vista on a large hill in the sleepy town of Elk Creek and I remember that from the bedrooms of the second floor of the main house we could see for what seemed like miles. At night we could see the distant lights of the large homes in the center of town and by day we could see the church steeples there and the cleared areas on the other hillsides where the neighboring farms were. Uncle Paul and Aunt Karen, and their three daughters, Suzie, Jennifer and Louise had lived on the farm as long as I could remember and we loved to go visit them on weekends. Mom and Dad would pack a picnic lunch and we would always stop for lunch at a vista along the Blue Ridge Parkway on our drive from Winchester to Elk Creek, a trip of about 3 hours. My older brother, Jay, and I always looked forward to these excursions as it was always cooler in the mountains and the farm was always such fun with jumping from the hay mow, swimming in the creek in the south pasture and the rope swing at the huge oak by the house. When I was about 17 Uncle Paul had a heart attack and he and Aunt Karen needed some help from Jay and I as he made his slow but sure recovery. A day or so after school let out for the summer, Mom and Dad piled Jay and I and all our stuff in the old station wagon and we headed to Bedford. After the usual stop for lunch we arrived ready and anxious to do whatever we could to help out. Being young we really didn't know how hard we would work that summer or how much we would learn. It was hotter than normal that Sunday and Aunt Karen said we could go swimming in the creek to cool off as she, Uncle Paul, mom and dad talked. Jay and I changed into our old shorts and went to meet the girls on the front porch for the race to the creek. Suzie, Jenn and Lou kept on their shorts and halters and were ready before us and we could see them walking toward the creek as we got to the porch. Jay and I took off running and were at the creek in no time. I had forgotten how cold the water was but was soon reminded as I jumped in and the shock hit me. Jay had forgotten as well and let out a loud scream when he surfaced from his plunge. The girls joined us soon thereafter and before long we were all horsing around in the water. I guess it was then that it hit me how pretty Jenn was. At 17 also she was well proportioned, had nice full breasts and pretty blond hair which framed her beautiful face with full, red lips, a delicate nose and deep blue eyes. The cold water had brought her nipples to attention and I could easily see them as they pressed against the halter top as she stood up in the creek. I knew she new I was looking at them and she didn't seem to mind as she smiled at me while I gawked at her. After a few minutes I got out of the creek and lay down on my towel to warm up in the afternoon sun and Jenn joined me as Jay, Suzie and Lou continued to romp in the creek. She lay down on her towel next to me and stretched out on her back with her arms at her side. From time to time our hands touched and I still remember the feelings that shot through me when that happened. The sun warmed us quickly as we pretended to rest and it was not long before I got up to get back in the creek to cool off. A minute or so later Jenn followed and again I watched her nipples harden from the cool water. Not being at all bashful Jenn asked me if I liked what I saw. I know I turned a bright red as she confronted me for staring at her. I acknowledged sheepishly that I liked what I saw and it was at this point that she leaned over towards me so I could get a better look. I was glad we were in the deeper part of the creek as, as cold as the water was, I had a tremendous erection. Jenn, more worldly from her life on the farm, must have known as when she turned to get out of the water I think she intentionally let her hand brush against it. Intentional or not, she was aware of my aroused state of mind. Then we heard the dinner bell ring and it was time to walk back to the house. As we walked toward the house I stopped to say hello to King, a large black horse we had ridden as kids. He was too old to ride now and was put out to pasture after years of hard work. He nuzzled my hand as always and loved to have me rub his velvety nose. It was then that Jenn walked up to pet King and without turning to me asked if I was as well hung as King. I almost shit. What she was referring to was that King was taking a piss and had let out about 10 inches of dong to do so. I was feeling more comfortable with Jenn and our new found sexuality now and simply answered "No, I'm a little bigger" turned and walked off. I wasn't sure how that remark would sit with Jenn but was anxious to find out. That night I put a good load of starch in my pants before falling asleep. We were up by 5:30 the next morning and in the field by 6:30. It was time to pick the early bean crop and it seemed like the rows went on forever. Jay and I took on side of the row and Jenn and Lou the other while Suzie took the full baskets to the tractor and brought us new ones to fill. I got to see a lot of Jenn's ripe breasts and discovered at the same time that Lou was pretty well put together as well. At 15 it was obvious that given a few years she would look as good as Jenn and I envied the young boys who would get to play with her tits. We worked hard all day, Aunt Karen brought us lunch in the field and we quit about 4:30. We piled on the trailer behind the tractor and Suzie took us back to the house where I promptly went for a shower to warm my sore body from all the bending and hard work I was not used to. It felt great and after I showered I lay down for a few minutes on my bed. For some reason, I had a room all to myself as Jay opted for the room in the attic which had the best view and its own bathroom. My room, on the second floor right over Uncle Paul and Aunt Karen's room, was across the hall from the bathroom I shared with the girls and I hardly ever went there without meeting up with one of them. Jenn had the room next to the bathroom and Lou and Suzie had rooms at the end of the hall next to the stairs. From my bed I had a great view and I used to lie there at night just looking at the lights off in the distance. There was usually a good breeze at night and I would always sleep with the windows open. Before I knew it was 7:00 and time for Dinner. Aunt Karen, a beautiful woman was a great cook and she went all out at feeding her family. There was always plenty to eat and nobody left the table hungry. I had worked up quite an appetite that day and set about putting away all I could. After dinner we planned the next day and divided up the routine everyday chores. My second day I had the stable duty which meant rising earlier than normal to clean out the four stalls which housed the horses they boarded for town's folk. It wasn't that bad a job but the smell at 5:00 was not that great. Jenn had to get the eggs, Lou milked the goats and Jay and Suzie got all the equipment ready for the days trip to the fields. After dinner we all sat on the porch or watched TV in the large, comfortable den just off the porch. The evenings were peaceful and I was surprised how quickly they passed with not much to do. Some nights we would take a short walk down to see King or to the top of the hill behind the barn. I tried not to walk with Jenn too much as I was afraid the others would suspect my attraction to her. Whenever she and I walked together there was usually some horseplay which allowed me to touch her and somewhere along the way there was at least one sexually suggestive remark that passed between us. We worked every day but Sunday and on that day we usually did nothing but go to the creek or ride the horses if their owners were not coming out to ride them. My attraction for Jenn increased daily and, as much as I tried not to let her know, I guess it became obvious to her. On Sunday all us kids were at the creek swimming and sunning and Jay, Suzie and Lou decided to head back taking two horses with them and leaving one horse with Jenn and I. Most of the time we were laying out in the sun but occasionally it got so hot we had to cool off. It was on off cooling off dip that the fun started for us. We were in deep water when Jenn asked me if I would like to see her breasts. With that she took off her halter top and took my hand and put it on her breast. I felt her firm breast and gently rubbed her nipples between my fingers. They were already hard from the water and felt good. Without warning I felt her hand as she felt for my cock which was, and had been, standing erect. Again without warning she took her other hand and undid my zipper and pulled my cock out and gently stroked it and stroked my balls. We waded toward shallower water and at waist height she admired my cock just under the surface of the water while I admired and stroked her tits. We were both highly aroused. Without thinking about the possibility of getting caught I drew her to me and began to suck her nipples and she began to press against me. It was not long before we were skinny dipping in the deep water and were feeling each other all over. While Jenn played with my cock and balls I began to feel for her pussy. Her pubic hair was soft and her pussy lips were swollen with heat. I found here clit and gently massaged it while she continued to play with my cock. At about the time that I was going to try to put my hard-on in her wet pussy there was a terrible clap of thunder from the clouds that had been building up. Afraid of being in the water and the possibility of lightning, we quickly pulled on our clothes and got out of the creek. God, how I wanted to fuck her. My balls were full to overflowing and I wanted to feel her wetness around the shaft of my dick but that would have to wait for another time. We grabbed our things and I pulled Jenn up on the horse behind me and we headed for the house. We had no sooner reached the house when the bottom fell out. I had never seen so much rain and lightning or heard so much thunder as that day and for a while it took my mind off Jenn. After dinner we all went to Jay's room to watch the storm from his window. That night I had a terrible time getting to sleep just thinking about Jenn. The next morning we awoke to a beautiful day, had breakfast together and set out for the orchard to harvest the newest crop of peaches. As we worked I watched the Suzie, Jenn and Lou as they worked and the movement of their lithe bodies was incredible as they bent and stretched. Catching a glimpse of Jay out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that he too was enjoying the view and I wondered if he and Suzie were playing around like Jenn and I. At lunch time Uncle Paul brought us sandwiches and ate with us. For dessert he selected the ripest peaches, peeled them and handed them to us. The juice ran down my face as I ate mine and it reminded me of the sweetness of Jenn and how I wanted to taste her. As the weeks went on Jenn and I continued our sexual attraction and, being extremely careful not to be seen, took every fleeting opportunity to touch each other as we worked around the farm or swam in the creek. I went to bed every night with a raging hard-on and quite often had to get myself off to get to sleep. I was careful to make sure I didn't get any cum on the sheets by wrapping my dripping cock in a cloth and going to sleep on my back. As I beat-off I wondered if Jenn fingered herself to orgasm to relieve her tension and I would imagine her doing that as I relieved mine. I was sure that many times we came together. Mom and Dad came to visit us a few times a month and during their trip in the middle of August we learned that Uncle Paul was now free to get back to work and that they would be there to bring us home the Sunday after next. I knew that if Jenn and I were going to fuck, we had little time left. Jenn knew it too, or so I sensed. Almost a week passed before Jenn and I had time alone together. It was again my turn to clean out the stalls and, as usual, I awoke about five, got dressed and started for the barn and passed Jenn in the hallway. As we passed she winked at me and said "See you in the barn" I was hard immediately but couldn't take the chance of grabbing here in the house. I stopped in the kitchen and had some cereal before heading for the barn. We had spent most of the previous day loading the loft with new hay and the smell was sweet as I climbed the ladder to throw down a few bales for the stalls. At the top of the ladder I was amazed to find Jenn waiting for me. She was lying nude in the hay grinning at me with her legs spread wide open so I could have a good look at her pussy. She beckoned me over to her and as I approached she sat up on her knees, unzipped my fly, pulled out my dick and began to suck it and lick it. My cock was like a rock in no time and I ached to bury it in her wet pussy. But Jenn had other ideas. She lay back down and spread wide again and asked me if I wanted to taste her. I lay down beside her and we kissed while I played with her pussy lips. I spread them and gently rubbed her clit as she stroked my hot cock. The more I played the more her hips moved as she grew hotter and all the more her juices soaked my fingers. I started licking her all over and was soon licking her delicate pussy. Her smell was great and her taste even better and she held my head in her hands as I licked her pussy and clit and I could feel her grinding it as her heat increased. As she grew hotter she decided, I guess, that one good turn deserves another and she turned so she could suck me and lick me at the same time I did her. It was fantastic to feel her lips around the head and shaft of my dick as she fucked me with her mouth until I thought I would come in her mouth. I guess we decided at the same time that the time to fuck was at hand. Without a word Jenn stood up and placing her hands on her knees began to squat to swallow my cock with her hot, wet cunt. With one hand on the rail where the ladder accessed the loft she used the other to split her lips wide open and lowered herself onto me. I slid in easily and we began to the most sensual experience I can remember. As our speed picked up and our thrusts met Jenn began to let out soft moans and told me how good she felt. My cock had never been that hard and the feeling of her pussy sliding up and down on it was indescribable. We continued to thrust and soon we were on the verge of cumming. Just as Jenn started to come my cock began to spasm and I shot my cum in her as she came. We both continued to come for what seemed an eternity and then lay together quietly feeling the afterglow until we knew if we stayed longer we would get caught for sure. We were able to work in two more glorious sessions before it was time for Jay and I to return home. Mom and dad came up to spend the night on Saturday and all of us had one last dinner together before Jay and I went to pack. Later that night I met Jenn by the big oak tree but there was too much going on that night to be able to do it one last time. We left for Winchester the next morning. I had very mixed feelings as, on the one hand I was looking forward to seeing my friends again and, on the other hand I was sad to leave Jenn. Over the next several years, until she moved to Los Angeles we would get together several times a year for old times sake and a good hearty fuck and it was wonderful each time. So, I guess you can understand why I enjoy riding through the countryside and seeing all the farms where I can vividly remember the happy times Jenn and I had and I imagine others imitating us even as I drive by. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /