Daisy in Bloom - Farm Life Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Daisy in Bloom - Farm Life Pt. 01

... think you have it bad, slut? How would you like to watch me do her from behind? Do you know where babies come from? Did your Pa ever give you The Talk about the birds and the bees?" he yanked his cock free, giving her a chance to gasp for air, fresh air!

"Well, do you? I'll tell you how. When a man fucks a whore in her cunt and fills her up, she makes a baby. Do you want Lady to be a mommy, huh? Do you want a niece or a nephew?"

Daisy stared. Unthinkingly, silently, she took his cock in her hands and swallowed it of her own volition. Eyes downcast, she took it as deep as she could--deeper even than before. Her lips pressed against his stomach.

Sweet Daisy had swallowed his cock all the way to the base.

"Look at me."

She looked up at him, eyes watery. She had no power. She was no better than the livestock grazing out in the fields.

Minutes passed before she realized that the bedroom had gone strangely quiet. Lady had stopped snoring.

"Fuck yes, good girl. Good 'daughter,' mmm..." Hulton slammed against her repeatedly, moaning with appreciation as her tongue swirled around his slick cock. The musky scent was overwhelming and made her nostrils sting. His hands tugged her hair too roughly, making her scalp throb. And through it all he kept humping her lips like a wild animal.

At the moment of climax, Daisy's eye darted to the side.

She saw a ghost-white face flipped upside down and staring at her, watching with intense interest. Lady glanced at her ...

... face, Hulton's cock, her thighs, and finally lingered on her naked breasts which heaved with every movement.

Lady licked her lips.

Daisy began to cry, not a pretty cry like in the movies but an unceasing stream of tears and snot and racking sobs. She felt betrayed. Suffering his abuses was one thing, but knowing that Lady knew was too much. She had seen her.

She had seen her!

As Daisy sobbed on his cock, Hulton gripped the back of her head and held her in place as he emptied load after load down her gullet. He positively drooled as his balls lightened with each shot and his cock twitched atop her tongue like a snake awakening from a deep sleep. Finally he pulled away, tearing himself from her lips as though they were two magnets with opposite charges. His final two orgasms were aimed at her face. One sticky rope landed on her cheek just below a teary eye. The other missed and dribbled across her fat tits.

"No more games," she sniffed. "Not unless we're alone."

Hulton shook his head and beat his cock against her trembling lips. So rosy, so pink. Such a fine young woman.

"Sorry," he said, and some part of him might have meant it. "I get what I paid for."

He left after dressing himself. As he went down the hall in the dark, Daisy heard him bump into Ma who must have been headed for the bathroom.

The two passed each other and Mrs. Agatha Pedigree appeared in the dark doorway seconds later.

"Ma," Daisy said, wiping her tears. Semen flashed white against ...