Visit to the Farm – Female Hucow Slut - Sex Stories

Visit to the Farm – Female Hucow Slut

Chapter 1, Jen's Arrival Sixteen year old Jen disliked the long car ride. Not so much the ride itself, the destination bummed her out. Why her parents insisted that she spend the summer at her Aunt's farm was beyond her understanding. The thought of catering to smelly a****ls was beyond mere dislike. Jen was a city girl. Not that the city smelled any prettier. It was just that in Jen's late teen years she had discovered the joys and wonders of the city. It seemed only recently that Jen had blossomed out. Tall and full figured, Jen put many of her fellow female class mates to shame, Jen had attracted more than her share of attention from the opposite sex. The beginnings of an adventure had been taken from Jen to replaced the dullness and slowness of country life. At least this was Jen's perception. A perception soon to shattered by reality. It was hot. The farm was located in an isolated portion of central Florida. The car lacked such basics as air conditioning. Sitting next to an open window Jen did the best that she could. The top buttons of her blouse were now undone. Amble cleavage was clearly evident. Turning through a sharp right bend on the unpaved road leading to the farm a white house appeared. Tall southern pines lined the entrance on either side. Jen could see the farm extend from the grounds behind the house. Jen could see a parallel pair of barns behind the house. A matronly appearing middle-aged woman greeted the approaching car. "Welcome, Jen how you've ...

... developed! Pete, thanks for delivering our Jen" Jen's aunt gave Jen a good look over as Jen stepped from the car. Pete, who had done all of the driving stretched as he finely got to stand. Pete had said little during the long drive. Upon first sight Jen thought him to be rather strange. All he wore was a pair of bid overalls and boots without a shirt. Jen's aunt guided Jen through the front door. Jen was acutely aware of her aunt's arm about her shoulders. Fingers pressed deeply into her upper arm as if to test the firmness of the meat. Jen was shocked by the sight of a pair of naked toddlers. Perhaps three and the other five, the older one male, and the younger one female, Jen's entrance had interrupted their game of blocks. Jen's aunt bellowed out, "Margaret, my niece Jen is here. Come out and say hello." A young woman walked from the kithen. Like the c***dren, she was completely nude. Margerat wore nothing, but a dark all-over tan and a few rings piercing her pussy lips. Jen could see a baby cradled in her arms was busily sucking milk from Margaret's huge swinging breasts. With a low demure tone of voice, Margaret greeted Jen. "Hi. Welcome to the farm. Aunte will surely find something for you to do." With that simple greeting, while making no apologies for her nudity, Margaret turned about and returned to the kitchen. As Margaret turned about, Jen couldn't help notice the mark on Margarte's inner thigh, a lower case greek letter lambda. Pete followed Margaret with his hand placed ...