Country Harvest(Current Rating 84/100, based on 460 votes)
It was a gloriously sunny & warm day as I drove through the Devon countryside, the roof of the MG down and the wind blowing my blonde hair. I could feel the breeze on my bare legs and the constant gear changing as I wove my way through the lanes had allowed my skirt to ride up well above my knees, letting occasional little wafts of cool air fan the top of my thighs – probably just as well, because my thoughts had been wandering to the previous night when my London boy friend had sent me off for the weekend very well satisfied, and I knew I was wet.
I rounded a corner and was confronted in the distance by a large tractor and trailer across the road whose load of bales had shed into the ditch. Nearer to me was a youngish man waving me down and I slowly braked to pull up alongside him.
“Glad you stopped” he said, “Haven’t got one of them mobile phones have you? I need to call Father and get him here to help me”
I smiled up at him and reached over to my handbag, extracted the mobile and passed it to him
“You’d better make it work” he said passing it back, “ I don’t know much about them”
I switched it on for dialling and gave it back. “Just dial the number – with the full dialling code” I looked him over, and decided he was a drop-dead, knicker-wetting handsome hunk of manhood.
He seemed a bit distant until I realised his eyes were fixed on my lap, where the skirt had now ridden up even further and was displaying nearly all of my thighs.
He came back to earth and grinned at me as he took the phone. He received a reply and after explaining the problem, said “OK Dad” and handed it back to me.
“He’s going to be about half an hour, I’m afraid. You could go back and divert via the last village”
“That’s Ok, I’m in no hurry – only visiting my parents for the weekend”
I noticed his gaze return to my thighs and audaciously bent one knee up so that he could now see the crotch of my thong – and probably my pubes. The thought caused another tiny flood into my panties.
I heard him give a soft gasp and looked at him hard, “Like the scenery?”
“It’s more stimulating than the Devon countryside,” he said softly, a hand going to the pocket of his jeans – to ease the growing bulge I could see.
I opened the low door of the car and got out, making sure I did it in the most brazen & unladylike manner. After all, if you can’t give a local lad a bit of excitement, it’s a sad world!
When I stood up he said “I’m Tom”
“Virginia – Ginnie to my friends” I replied walking slowly towards the tractor.
Tom followed me and I could feel his piercing gaze as he mentally stripped me naked. The realisation caused my lower stomach to give a little somersault and beneath my skirt I sensed another leak trickle onto my warm thighs.
I reached the chaos of the straw bales and sat on one as Tom approached. He looked down at me and grinned.
“A right bloody mess, eh?”
“You certainly have shed your load” I replied, well aware of the double entendre – and of the obvious erection he was growing. I licked my lips, suddenly hungry for something more exciting than chatting with this sexy looking local Adonis.
Tom’s eyebrows lifted as he looked to see if my words had been unintentional and I smiled wickedly at him, parting my knees provocatively.
“I wouldn’t have put it quite like that” he said.
“On second thoughts perhaps I was a bit premature” I said, my gaze fixed on his crotch.
“Don’t get many ladies like you around here” he said quietly.
“How d’you mean?”
“I don’t want to be rude, but …well…attractive ladies who wear gear like that”
“Nothing special in what I’ve got on” I said, smoothing my hands along my bare thighs.
“Doesn’t cover you up too well though, does it?” he said, adding “A bit draughty I should have thought”
“I’ve got much shorter skirts than this at home” I retorted.
“Then I hope you don’t sit around on straw bales when you’re wearing them” he said as his eyes focussed on my nearly visible crotch.
“I think you’d better come and sit down – here” I patted the bale beside me, “You might be comfier”
“Might be better if we climbed over that gate and sat in the field until Dad comes”
I looked at Tom and decided I would rather like what I imagined he had in mind, and moved to the five-barred gate. I climbed to the top rail and swung one leg over.
“Christ” I heard Tom gasp as he received a full view of at least my thong.
He joined me in the field and they sat demurely side by side until I broke the silence.
“We haven’t come in here to watch the birds, have we?”
“No” he mumbled quietly, turning to me. I reached across and pulled his head towards me before planting a wet kiss on the stubbly chin. Tom took the hint and pushed me back gently until I was lying on the warm grass. He bent across and kissed me properly as one hand traced the outline of my 36Cs.
“Wow” he exclaimed, “You can certainly kiss”
“I can do a lot more than that” I teased, letting my hand cup curve of his arse and squeezing it.
The hand that had made a preliminary survey of my tits now slid down my stomach and searched keenly for the one spot that I knew was getting wetter by the second. His fingers located the thin strip of material that formed the front of the thong, and wrenched it aside causing the rest of the garment to draw taut up the crease of my bum.
“That hurts” I muttered, “Just take the bloody thing off”
I pushed him aside and lifted my legs in the air so that he could pull the offending article off my feet. He crumpled it in his hand and held it to his face.
“You smell ripe”
“I am – ready for plucking – or something similar” I chuckled, feeling the warm sunshine on my naked crotch. He held my knees apart and lowered his head between my thighs. I felt the probing caresses of his tongue find my clit & began to get very aroused. I reached for his tousled hair and forced him deeper into my hungry cleft. Soon I was going to cum – sooner than he expected, because I could sense the familiar ache in my groin growing stronger every time he touched my erect clit.
He must have felt my body start to writhe sensuously, for he pushed my knees even further apart and started sucking the mouth of my cunt, whilst at the same time tantalising my clit with his finger.
I shuddered under his caresses and my back arched as I let out a high-pitched squeal of delight and climaxed violently. He didn’t stop sucking immediately and I thought I was going to have another one, but he moved and knelt to remove his jeans.
What sprang from his jockey pants was almost enough to take me over the edge again as I marvelled at the unbelievably immense erection pointing rigidly towards me.
“You were first I the queue when they were giving those away” I gasped, “It’s obscenely big” I reached up and found that my hand was too small to encircle the massive girth. What it was going to do to my moderately sized cunt I shuddered to think, but at least there would be plenty of lubrication – I was soaking and he was exuding a large drip of pre-cum.
“Much as I’d like to taste it, there’s only one place it really ought to be” I informed him firmly as I lay back and parted my knees wide to give him plenty of room.
“Not like that” he said grasping my ankles. He lifted them high and carefully put them over his shoulders as he shuffled closer. The view he had of my gaping cunt - and my bum – must have been quite exciting for he grew even stiffer as he nudged the tip against my sloppy lips.
“Go easy” I said, “You’re so big”
Tom grunted as he concentrated on sliding into me. It seemed to take forever before his balls were hard against the cheeks of my bum and although I could feel the size of him, it was far from unpleasant. I consciously clenched my muscles and he moaned as he felt the soft flesh squeeze around him.
“Never had a girl do that to me before” he muttered as he started to thrust slowly. I knew he wouldn’t take long, and was certain I would cum again when he did, so I made a supreme effort to keep my muscles active every time he was deep inside me. The effect was exactly as I expected and it was only seconds after he entered me that he started to moan again and increase the speed of his movements.
I felt the monster swell inside my hungry cunt and with a loud cry of “Bloody hell”, he exploded. It took the first two jets of his cum to blow me over the edge and as I writhed beneath him I felt more and more pump into the very heart of me.
He stayed inside me for quite a long time and to my surprise he didn’t seem to shrink at all. When he did eventually draw back, great pulses of cum ran down my creases onto the grass. Tom gazed at my leaking cunt, his hand holding his prick, and amazingly, bringing it erect again.
He looked down at me with a questioning expression and let his prick stroke the slippery creases in a way that felt rather sexy. Then he pushed very gently at the puckered ring beneath my gaping cunt.
I gasped as I realised what he was doing and became very worried that it would be impossible, bearing in mind his size – it wasn’t my first time but I’d only done it a few times before. But nature is wonderful - my earlier climax had relaxed the sphincter muscle and before I knew it, the tip of his great monster was probing sensuously into my other opening. I reached down between my legs and found the slippery nub of my clit as he pushed further in & started moving gently. The combined effects were out of this world & although he wasn’t inside my cunt, I could feel similar sensations. I reached a bit further and managed to slip two fingers into my cunt, still rubbing my clit with my thumb. That provided the complete answer to everything and as he started thrusting faster & harder, I could feel my second orgasm gathering momentum. It didn’t have far to travel because it had been hovering somewhere just inside my cunt for some minutes, and to my amazement Tom also felt more than ready to serve a second helping.
His great hands slid up my stomach and grasped the firm flesh of my tits, his fingers squeezing and kneading the hard nipples. I felt myself flood onto my hand and knew total release was not far away.
Accompanied by a loud moaning roar, Tom slid deep inside my bum and I felt him spasm as he filled my arse with his cum. The sensation was too much to bear and with a high-pitched cry, I arched against him as my orgasm burst onto my probing fingers.
He withdrew gently and lowered my legs, smiling down at me.
“You certainly know how to please a man”
“And you seem to know all the ways of satisfying a woman”
“I’ve only done that once before – with a married girl in the village when we didn’t have any protection”
“Didn’t seem to stop you the first time!” I commented wryly.
“I assumed you would have said ‘No’ if you weren’t on something”
“Well – I might have done – if I could have controlled the urge to have that monster cock. Look!! – it’s still not very small”
“But it’s totally empty, I assure you”
I stood up and retrieved my thong, slipping it on as we both heard the noise of another tractor approaching.
“That’ll be Dad,” said Tom, scrambling to his feet and rearranging his clothes. He vaulted agilely over the gate and I followed more slowly. As I swung one leg over the top bar I felt a great flood of semen pour from my bum, saturating my pants and running freely down my legs.
By the time Tom’s Father appeared we were both standing innocently bay the heap of bales, although I was almost at attention with my thighs clamped together to avoid the embarrassing evidence.
The second tractor had a gadget on the front that moved the bales quickly and Tom was then able to move his own machine & the trailer, making room for me to drive past. I climbed back into the MG awkwardly, knowing that the driving seat leather would get very messy before I arrived home.
With a cheery grin I waved to Tom as I slipped the car into second gear and stuffed my right foot onto the accelerator. In a few hundred yards the road curved around and I lost sight of the scene of my afternoon’s pleasure.
By the time I reached my parent’s home I was feeling very tired – not really surprising, I suppose, but I was extremely satisfied in all departments and slept like a top that night. |
