Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2 - Sex Stories

Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2

... planted on one side, and grass on the other, with crop rotation every four or five years. Since the farm had been empty for five years, this area had begun to grow wild, with residual crops showing through in both sides. Although it was not part of the quarter section that belonged to the farm proper, no-one else actually owned this land, so it was federal property, and there was no-one to object to this low level of crop production. Both of these crops would be a valuable addition to the supplies for the farm, providing grain for the household, and winter fodder for the stock. The scan had shown up three barrels of ready milled flour in the work shed, all well sealed, and in perfectly good order. One of the machines in there was a small scale grain mill, driven by the waterwheel, and perfectly suited to the family that had lived here for so many years. This cultivated area straddled two different quarter sections, and was 160 acres in extent, equal to the size of the farm overall, so it effectively doubled the available working land, and it was highly unlikely that anyone would want to buy it, this far off the beaten track. Crossing the fence where it bridged the stream, on the south west corner, Joyce followed the waterway down to the lake that had been scanned last night, finding it a delightful spot. There was a small sandy beach on one side, and a variety of edgings around the rest of the water, wide grassy banks, broken rocks, massive slabs and boulders, and trees ...

... right into the water itself. Joyce stood on the beach, watching the fish breaking the surface as they took flies off the water, the sun warming her skin, as she listened to the quiet noise of the forest. The water looked so inviting, and she fancied going for a swim, not realising she was sub vocalising, until Div’s voice came behind her ears, “Proximity scan clear to 63 miles.” He was still watching out for her, keeping her safe from harm, and mindful of her needs. “Thank you, Div.” Joyce responded out loud, and removed her outer clothes; Div taking care of her underwear, then stretched her naked body in the bright sunshine. She walked into the water, surprised to find it so warm, luxuriating in the feel of it lapping against her skin, the slight difference in temperature noticeable against her labia, and inside her girl cleft. When it reached up her tummy, Joyce dived into the water, picking up a strong swimming stroke that soon had her over to the grass bank on the other shore. The grass was quite short, and animal tracks showed that this was probably the local watering hole for the surrounding livestock, so it would be regularly grazed as well. Climbing onto a large boulder by the water’s edge, she executed a simple graceful dive, entering the lake without a ripple, and then pulled for the lake bed, fascinated by how clearly she could see. She only spent a few seconds on admiring the view, and then kicked off for the surface, her lungs already struggling, but able to take her ...