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Authors: Valerie J Aurora
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Temptations of a Farmer’s Daughter
Nicki had just turned 18 that summer and was a stranger to anything about a man. She had never seen a man naked let alone had sex. It was her last summer working on her dad’s farm before she went off to college, where she was going to study English. She would miss the animals on the farm but not the hard manual labor she had to do day in and day out. She had long dark hair that she kept back in a ponytail so it wouldn’t get into her face. It curled at the ends, and was as thick as a horse’s mane. She was already tan for the summer, her body a sensual brown. She had filled out late, but when she did her body had graced itself with D sized breasts. The rest of her was small but muscular, her body was no stranger to hard work and it showed.
She got up that morning, ready to go feed the horses, lost in thought as she made her way out to the pastures. Mist was still rising off the grass, creating a ghostly look as she made her way up. The mist parted and she could see the horses, roaming the fields, tugging on the grass and chomping it through their powerful teeth. She bent down and sidled her way under the fence, the grass tickling her nose as she dipped under the wood.
She always did this in the morning before she did anything else. She loved the horses, they calmed her and she liked starting out her day that way. She walked up to Thunderclap, her old grey mare, and ran her fingers through her soft mane. She unknotted some of it and bent down to kiss her nose. She was about to part ways with the horses when she saw a man coming towards her. She had never seen him before and she grew a little nervous, sometimes drifters came to the farm and she didn’t want to get into a dangerous situation.
He raised one hand and waved a little at her, and she thought that he didn’t look like a drifter. He had on jeans with a hole in one knee and a faded baseball t-shirt. He was muscular and his hair was bleached blonde, probably from the sun. He looked like the kind of man who worked on a farm, and she thought to herself that it would be just like her dad to hire a farm hand and not tell her about it. She inched her way to the fence just in case but he called out to her before she got there.
“My name is Jake,” he said in a friendly tone, “your dad hired me for the summer.” Her suspicions were correct and she relaxed a little, letting him approach her. He was young; he probably had just turned 18 or 19 himself, and stood a good six feet tall. His loose fitting shirt barely hid the muscles in his arms and stomach, and she knew how toned he probably was if he was used to working on a farm.
He finally reached her and she had a tingling feeling start in her vagina, and realized how wet she was, this boy was as hot as they got and for the first time she wanted to jump him right then and there. She brushed her hair back and moved closer to him until they were a few inches apart. Then she did something she never thought that in her right mind she would do, she reached out and pulled him closer so that they were in a position to kiss each other.
She was as surprised at herself as he looked, but she reached up and kissed him square on the mouth, no pretenses. She was so hot for him that she thought for sure he would smell the musky scent of her wetness. He moved in then, getting closer, and put his arms around her. She felt him put his hands on the small of her back, and she pulled away just long enough to say, “I want you.”
“Me too,” he said as his hot breath left her lips and kissed her down the column of her graceful neck, sending goose bumps down her body. He licked her throat and nibbled on her earlobe, his breath on her skin made her wetter still. She had been wet before, over movie stars and sometimes hot men she would see in town, but she had never needed someone so badly.
She took his hand then and led him farther out into the pasture, so that no one would see them, and
Nicki had just turned 18 that summer and was a stranger to anything about a man. She had never seen a man naked let alone had sex. It was her last summer working on her dad’s farm before she went off to college, where she was going to study English. She would miss the animals on the farm but not the hard manual labor she had to do day in and day out. She had long dark hair that she kept back in a ponytail so it wouldn’t get into her face. It curled at the ends, and was as thick as a horse’s mane. She was already tan for the summer, her body a sensual brown. She had filled out late, but when she did her body had graced itself with D sized breasts. The rest of her was small but muscular, her body was no stranger to hard work and it showed.
She got up that morning, ready to go feed the horses, lost in thought as she made her way out to the pastures. Mist was still rising off the grass, creating a ghostly look as she made her way up. The mist parted and she could see the horses, roaming the fields, tugging on the grass and chomping it through their powerful teeth. She bent down and sidled her way under the fence, the grass tickling her nose as she dipped under the wood.
She always did this in the morning before she did anything else. She loved the horses, they calmed her and she liked starting out her day that way. She walked up to Thunderclap, her old grey mare, and ran her fingers through her soft mane. She unknotted some of it and bent down to kiss her nose. She was about to part ways with the horses when she saw a man coming towards her. She had never seen him before and she grew a little nervous, sometimes drifters came to the farm and she didn’t want to get into a dangerous situation.
He raised one hand and waved a little at her, and she thought that he didn’t look like a drifter. He had on jeans with a hole in one knee and a faded baseball t-shirt. He was muscular and his hair was bleached blonde, probably from the sun. He looked like the kind of man who worked on a farm, and she thought to herself that it would be just like her dad to hire a farm hand and not tell her about it. She inched her way to the fence just in case but he called out to her before she got there.
“My name is Jake,” he said in a friendly tone, “your dad hired me for the summer.” Her suspicions were correct and she relaxed a little, letting him approach her. He was young; he probably had just turned 18 or 19 himself, and stood a good six feet tall. His loose fitting shirt barely hid the muscles in his arms and stomach, and she knew how toned he probably was if he was used to working on a farm.
He finally reached her and she had a tingling feeling start in her vagina, and realized how wet she was, this boy was as hot as they got and for the first time she wanted to jump him right then and there. She brushed her hair back and moved closer to him until they were a few inches apart. Then she did something she never thought that in her right mind she would do, she reached out and pulled him closer so that they were in a position to kiss each other.
She was as surprised at herself as he looked, but she reached up and kissed him square on the mouth, no pretenses. She was so hot for him that she thought for sure he would smell the musky scent of her wetness. He moved in then, getting closer, and put his arms around her. She felt him put his hands on the small of her back, and she pulled away just long enough to say, “I want you.”
“Me too,” he said as his hot breath left her lips and kissed her down the column of her graceful neck, sending goose bumps down her body. He licked her throat and nibbled on her earlobe, his breath on her skin made her wetter still. She had been wet before, over movie stars and sometimes hot men she would see in town, but she had never needed someone so badly.
She took his hand then and led him farther out into the pasture, so that no one would see them, and
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