Fertile Farms Bundle: 20 Erotic Farm Girl Collection

When she walked down the street, all eyes were on her. Brittany.

She was a blonde bombshell like no other, a rare country gem in the rough. With a large chest that always seemed ready to bust out of her tops, a thick, bubbly behind that strained every pair of jean shorts, a thick head of blonde hair, and a pouty pink pair of luscious lips, every fella in the county had eyes for her.

But Brittany had been homeschooled, kept away from everyone on her family farm for all those years growing up. Caught only in glimpses usually, whenever her ma or pa might take her into town for groceries and supplies.

Things had changed though. Since the death of her pa, those baby blues were on the lookout. The family farm was in trouble, her ma having little idea of what to do next. That is, except to tell her darling girl Brittany the truth.

It was only the day before she’d learned everything. That her pa wasn’t really her pa. That her real father was out there somewhere, kept a secret from her for all those years.

Of course, anyone with some understanding of bloodlines could’ve told her that. Her ma and her had fabulously bright blonde hair, her pa--or at least, the man she always thought of as pa--had a dark head of hair like the night itself. It just didn’t add up.

Her ma had given her a picture of the man who was her real pa, and his first name, but that was it. That’s all she had to go on. Her ma had tried hard to bury that truth over the years. Now it was all on Brittany.

He was apparently a wealthy sorta guy, and maybe he’d be thankful enough to know he has a daughter to do something. Or so her ma hoped.

But for Brittany, it was a whole new life ahead of her. As she walked on down the main town road, soaking in the sights of so many different folk for the first time unchaperoned, she felt a rush of independence.

All her life she’d been kept from boys, to “keep her out of trouble” her ma would always say. But now she was able to strut her stuff, see the faces of the many men her age and up that she’d only glimpsed from afar, but always dreamt about.

Like Mike the mechanic, topless as always, broad chest on display as he bent over a vehicle, mid-work but looking her way. Then there was Ted the teacher, the older silver-fox of a man that had administered her tests for her; he was tall and handsome in a very firm daddy-like kind of way. He was on his way to the post office when he caught sight of her.

And then there was a guy like she’d never seen before.

He stepped out of the mayor’s office and headed to a sleek white sports car, like nothing she’d ever seen before. He wore a sharp blazer, with a very stunning suit. He had on sunglasses, his dark hair a bit longer than she was used to seeing on men, but it looked great. He was definitely a city slicker. But he looked damn good. Tall, dashing, confident, and clearly had money.

He stopped at the door, lifted his sunglasses to clearly check her out with steely eyes.

It made her cheeks flush hot to have his attention. She’d seen the girls in magazines with their perfectly styled hair and dark red lips and smoky eyes. She didn’t wear much more than lip chap that gave her a little bit of a shine. She licked her lower lip and tasted the mint against her tongue.

It excited her to have him watching her. She didn’t quite know why, but it made her heart thud a little bit faster, and all her big plans of finding her real pa slip away. She could barely even breath, just staring back at the stranger, wondering what was going to happen to break the spell.