Fertile Farms Bundle: 20 Erotic Farm Girl Collection

She followed after him, tugging down her jean shorts a little, since they’d rode up on the ride over.

“I’m sure the room’s perfect, Trevor, you better believe she takes good care of her pride and joy!”

He grinned back at her as he unlocked the door.

“Nothing like being careful though, right?” he said with a playful wink before he led them both on inside. And true enough, the room was pleasant and very well kept, everything smelling fresh and clean, not like some city motel.

Trevor took a moment to look around, before coming back towards her, pushing the door shut and leaning in over her.

“Thanks again for the tips, Brittany,” he said, his voice a bit lower. “Maybe when the bands come on through, I can hook you up with some awesome tickets, huh? A little thanks,” he said, his hand reaching to her thigh, sliding up it with that smooth touch of his.

It made her stomach tingle at his touch, even though she didn’t understand why he’d closed the door. Weren’t they going to grab a bite to eat?

She was about to ask when his fingertips touched the cusp of her jeans, daring up a little further. Every inch, her heart thud louder, her body beginning to squirm a little bit. Her head felt light and airy, and she blinked her wide, blue eyes at him as she tried to understand what he was saying.

What he was doing?

“I’d like that,” she said, her voice softer and less confident than earlier, confusion eeking in.

His handsome face lit up with a growing smile as his hand slid along her thigh, back over her jean short covered ass, feeling that full, round, supple rear.

“Perfect. I’ll hook ya up,” he said, leaning in and then kissing her lips, her very first kiss! Then, without pause, slowly made his way back across her cheek, kissing right beneath her ear softly.

It tingled and was so warm and welcome in a way she’d never knew.

But what she did know was that he was a stranger, not her husband, not even a boyfriend!

And kissing was definitely something for dates.

“What are you doing?” she asked, her brows knit in the middle, her heart hammering against her chest. She didn’t know why it felt so nice if it wasn’t allowed, though.

His hand squeezed her ass more firmly, and he bit at her ear lobe, tugging it lower before he ever responded with words.

“I can’t help myself, darlin’,” he said, bringing a hint of country to his own voice. “You’re just too beautiful… and I just had to have a taste,” he said with a grin, his other hand coming up, resting just below her breast, pushing up beneath the cusp of that heavy mound.

“But,” she whimpered, the sound eaten by a moan of pleasure. Why did it feel so good?

His hand felt so large against her, his body broad and tall, pinning her between him and the wall. He was so warm and her body was responding in ways she’d never felt before, but it still felt so wrong.

“We should do dinner, first,” she said without a lot of enthusiasm, her mind and her body battling the rage of emotions and desires awoken in her.

He kneaded the flesh of her ass, then let his hand suddenly swarm up over her breast, squeezing it through her thin little top that was tied up around her bust. He squeezed and fondled it, kissing and nibbling at her neck before he finally responded.

“We’ll be plenty hungry after this, doll,” he said with a grin, untying the blouse, letting it fall open to allow her ample breasts to spill out.

She couldn’t believe what was happening. How brazen he was!

She’d never even kissed a boy before that moment, and now she was all but topless! She hated all the bras her mother got her and how the lace scratched her delicate skin, so she rarely wore them. She just learned to tie her top up so they didn’t bounce too much when she walked.

And now her stiff nipples were exposed to the air and the sensation of his shirt and hand brushing against them.

Her pussy throbbed between her legs.

“What are you doing?” she asked again, more insistently that time.

He pulled back from her neck to eye her up, staring at those bare, large breasts. He licked his lips, cupping one, squeezing it, feeling its natural, perky suppleness as he gave a low groan of desire.

“Damn. Those are the most perfect pair of tits I have ever seen… and all natural too. You really do make ‘em different out here in the country,” he husked with a wry smile, fondling and rubbing her breast. “Don’t worry darling, we’re gonna have a good time, you and me,” he said, pulling his hands from her to strip off his blazer, and undo his shirt, showing a lean, muscled torso beneath.