Fun with the Farmer's Daughter

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Hello? Is someone else in here? Well, howdy there, miss.

You must be the boss's daughter I've been hearing so much about. So nice to finally meet you. I saw you pull in the other day and unloaded your luggage.

You gonna be here a while? Yeah, well, I'm sure you can agree your grandpa's been doing more than he should for a man his age. The boss is always getting on his case about helping out when he should be off enjoying his retirement instead of sticking his nose in everyone's business.

Glad you can join us here on the ranch, and if you need anything or any help, just let me know. Oh, you'd like to go out for a ride? Well, sure.

I'd be more than happy to. Oh, your pa moved her over to the old stable that's closer to the main house. Come on, let's head on over there.

Yeah, your grandpa likes to look in on her personally. Claims she's a spiteful creature, but she's never been nothing but sweet to me. I think he likes to act like he's her favorite on account of she's her horse.

Says it makes him feel close to you. Sorry, I probably shouldn't be sharing his thoughts. You probably feel bad enough about being away for so long.

Ugh, and there I go making it worse. Point is, it's good you're here now, yeah? Well, here we are.

I'm sure I don't need to tell you where the tack room is. Pa tells me that you're quite the rider, so I'm sure you don't need me here telling you what to do. Oh, you wouldn't mind a reminder on how to strap on her saddle? You got it.

You grab that blanket for her and I'll get the saddle. Alright, now that we got her settled on here, we're just gonna lace this strap through here and- Oh, uh, let me reach around ya. Spent too many years as a city slicker.

It's better to loop around this way. Oh, sorry, nah, didn't mean to get up in your personal space. You don't mind? Alright then, use this hand here and bring the strap around like this.

Don't pull too tight. Back through the ring and then down through that loop we made. Now, can you pull it just a little tighter? We don't want it too loose, but we also don't want it too tight on her.

Yeah, we wanna make sure you can get a few fingers in between her and that strap. Nice and snug. Oh, you kiss your paw on the cheek with that mouth, missy.

You city folk always got your mind down in the gutter. Well, of course I laughed. It was funny.

Dirty, but funny. Alright, now that the cinch is nice and tight, now I can't stop laughing. How do you expect me to be a professional on this ranch now that I'm always gonna be thinking about what you said every time I tie a cinch knot?

Uh, you need help getting in the saddle? Yeah, you can hold on to my shoulder just to keep yourself stable. We don't need another one of your kin in the hospital, now do we? And up you go.

Enjoy your ride now. I, uh, I snuck a few sugar cubes into this pouch right here, just in case you wanna spoil her a little bit. Or, yeah, I guess you're welcome doing yourself too.

Well, I'm sure you know that if you're not back before the dinner belly, Grandpa will make a fuss. And stick to the main trail for me, will ya? I know this is your family's land, but we had a few nasty storms last month and haven't gotten around to clearing all the trails yet.

Be safe. I'd, uh, hate to see you get hurt. Well, hey there, sugar cube.

Yeah, that's what I'm gonna call you from now on. On account of every time I see you come down the stable, suddenly the jar is a lot less full when you leave. I haven't decided if you're the culprit or if you're just spoiling all the horses.

Oh, it's a little bit of both. I suppose that's fair. How are your legs feeling? I saw you icing them down at the dinner table a few nights ago.

Don't be embarrassed. It's been, uh, what do you city slickers call it? The hot minute since you rode.

Believe it or not, I can be quite funny myself when I wanna be. Still pretty sore. Well, I can show you some good massages to help loosen you up.

You wanna take me up on that offer? Well, alright. Uh, have a seat over here on this bale.

Here, let me throw down a blanket real quick. No one likes getting poked in the ass by coarse hay. I'll just kneel down here and reach under your skirt a little bit if you don't mind.

Ooh, mhm. Oh yeah, it's real tight. No wonder you're so sore.

The best way to loosen it up is by getting your thumb right in here and applying firm pressure but moving slowly up and down the muscle. You must've really needed this on account of those noises you're making. Well, yeah, I just want you to feel better.

I care about you. You want me to go up higher? Okay, I can do that, sugar cube.

Just spread your legs a little wider for me. What? I'm not flustered.

What makes you think I'm flustered? Because I can't look at you. Well, it's indecent to look up a young lady's skirt.

Just respecting your privacy is all. Higher? Sugar cube, I can't get much higher.

I mean, higher and I'll be. .. You want me to look at you? Okay, then.

Wow, your cheeks are real flushed. You feeling alright? More than alright.

That's good. Oh, I got some hay in my hair. And you got it for me, okay? Now, why would you be stroking my cheek like that? So maybe I am a little flustered.

Maybe I am blushing. I don't know. This just feels real.

.. Oh, that was. ..

Wow. You taste like sugar. I mean.

.. Well, shit. Now I got my words all jumbled.

Would I like you to kiss me again? Yeah, I would very much like to kiss you again. Here, let's step into the tack room so no one happens upon us.

Be a real cliche to be caught with the farmer's daughter, wouldn't it? Mm-hmm. Is this my first? Oh, no, it's definitely not my first.

I just didn't know if, you know, you wanted me to make a move. I've tumbled plenty of girls in the hay, but it's hard to tell sometimes. Some girls are just experimenting, and.

.. Some girls are all in. You're not the experimenting kind.

Well, alright, then. Give me another taste of those lips. Mm.

Mm. Oh, you miss my hands under your dress? Oh, you want me to move higher? Alright, then, sugar cube.

Let me show you what I do to girls who show up in my stable wearing cute little dresses. Mm, you're already so wet for me. Your panties are soaked.

Oh, you've been fantasizing about this? About coming down to my stable, pulling me into a dark corner, and into a deep kiss? Yeah? Tell me more while I pull these pretty city slicker panties down your legs.

Huh. Hm. And the city ain't the only thing slick about them.

Or that soaked pussy of yours. Now who's got a dirty mouth? You're so fucking cheeky.

I can't wait to show you all the dirty things I can do with my mouth. But first things first. Lean back against this wall and tell me more about these fantasies you've been having about me.

While I start with one finger. Oh, that's naughty, sugar cube. You think about coming down here with no panties on, flashing me this gorgeous pussy, pushing the straps of your dress off your shoulders, showing me those bare breasts.

Yeah, show me. Look at those perfect breasts. Now this is something that I've fantasized about.

Sucking those hard nipples. Nipples. Hm.

That delicious sensation of my teeth lightly biting down on one of them. Oh, you want me to bite down a little harder? Yeah, baby, keep telling me how you want it.

You want me to add another finger? Greedy, greedy girl. Oh, you'll show me greedy? Fuck, sugar cube.

It's so fucking hot to watch you rip your clit while I finger fuck you. You want me to tell you the other things I've fantasized about? Alright.

That first day I met you, and we were in the stable alone, saddling up your horse. You smelled so good, I just wanted to bury my face in your hair, pull your body back against mine, feel up and down all your curves. I wanted to tease and appreciate every inch of your soft skin.

And when I helped you up in your saddle, girl, you got an ass that don't quit. You want to hear about how I fucked myself in my bunk later that night, thinking about your ass? Yeah.

I thought about you getting back from that ride, all hot and sweaty. I thought about you unbuttoning that shirt, catching me staring. About how we'd lock eyes, and you wouldn't stop unbuttoning it until it was totally open for me.

You staring at me with those cum-hither eyes. I wanted to push you into an empty stall, unbutton, unzip, and pull down those tight-ass jeans with your panties. Make you kick your boots and them all off, tell you to bend over, put your hands against the wall, and spread those lovely legs for me.

I fucked myself so hard, thinking about spreading your cheeks and burying my face in your heat. About how good you'd taste. Teasing your clit.

Fuckin' this pussy with my fingers, my mouth, my tongue. I fantasized about lapping up all that wetness. You got me thinking about the most filthy things, baby.

Eatin' that pussy. Eatin' that ass. Fuckin' that pussy.

Eatin' that ass.