Fertile Farms Bundle: 20 Erotic Farm Girl Collection

“You’re a naughty girl, Amy,” he remarked as he pushed his hands up her thighs, revealing her lack of panties beneath, seeing her puffy, reddened slit there. “But don’t worry,” he said as he began to undo his own shirt, showing off the lean, hard muscle beneath, “I like bad girls.”

She was so pliable against him, submissive to his motions, even as she shrank from his words with uncertainty. Amy’d barely had any time to process what had happened with the priest and Mr. Kerny, but she couldn’t hide her own arousal, her desperate curiosity.

She stared, watching him as he moved against her and then himself, with such an intense gaze, trying to drink it all in.

Despite his status as mayor, his pale body was hard and muscular, very lean but cut. His pecs and abs showing prominently, with an obvious indent along his hips down towards his groin. And then when he freed his manhood, that impressive shaft bobbed free, so very stiff and erect for her, criss-crossed with thick veins.

“You pretty little vixen,” he remarked with a bright smile, so obviously delighting in her as he rests a hand upon her knee and starts to slowly pry her thighs apart. “You could get anything you want with those big tits of yours, and you know it.” He spoke in a velvety voice, looking so entranced with her.

And Amy was like a deer in headlights, uncertain of what to do, if anything. Her world had been shaken upside down so quickly, her morality left in tatters along with her innocence.

It was as though once the veil was lifted from her eyes, she couldn’t help but become more enchanted and interested in the world. She’d always been a curious girl, and had grown into an interested and thoughtful woman, and being exposed to so many new sensations and feelings in such a short time was an absolute rush.

The mayor laid her out upon the banks of the river, splayed her legs open and got in between them. He held his manhood in one hand, and propped himself up by grasping her breast in the other.

“Ohh, I’ve not had a good fuck since your dear mother left us,” he said as he licked his lips, guiding his dick up and down her slit, toying with her slick cunny, teasing her sensitive clit. She was still a little sore from losing her virginity, from being pounded by Mr. Kerny’s big dick not long before, but still… the excitement and pleasure that rose from her loins was dizzying.

Her head tilted back and she let out a sound of mewled pleasure, her body to tense as she was posed like a doll. His words flooded her head, dizzying her, and her whimpers grew louder, more passionate.

She wanted it. Even if she was confused and conflicted, it didn’t stop her interest, the way she craved him. Her lips dropped open as she sucked in a breath, biting down on her lower lip to quiet her little whimpers.

Once the older man was inside of her everything but their fucking ceased to exist. It was just the throb of his dick inside her tight cunny that mattered, the way her narrow little canal squeezed his shaft and made him moan aloud.

“Ohhh fuck,” he groaned out, the words so deep and heavy, “you’ve a sweeter little pussy than I even imagined!” He exalted her cunt even as he began to rock his hips, pumping himself into her slowly on the banks of the river. That lean, hard muscle overlooking her twitching and tensing as he moved.

She cried out, her body so sore and yet it only made the sensations more intense. Both good and bad. She couldn’t silence herself in the face of that as her large breasts rocked against her ribs with each thrust.

Her legs pressed into his sides, holding him there as she cooed, “Mr. Aaronson,” affectionately.

His dick pumped into her raw, nothing between her and the older man as he thrust his shaft in deep with each push of his hips. He squeezed and fondled one of her breasts, forcing his eyes open to watch in awe as that big, round tit melded to his touch, until his hunger overcame him and he lunged in for it, licking at her teat with a ravenous desire, suckling upon it as he pumped and thrust.

She arched her back, shoulders and head digging into the shore as she forced her tit into his mouth, that tongue brushing against her feeling so amazing.

Her body was on fire, alight with new sensations and she couldn’t help but squirm and writhe beneath him. She was acting every bit the wanton slut, even though she’d been so innocent to a man’s touch until that very day.

Innocent not only to their touch, but to all things about them. Despite what they’d hinted at about her mother, she’d never so much as touched a boy inappropriately or had one do that to her. She’d had crushes, innocent little crushes, but that was it.

So to be experiencing the third man in a few hours to be fucking her raw, unprotected and uninhibited was beyond her imagination.

Yet there he was, the mayor as dashingly handsome as he was, his hard chest on display as his pale, throbbing cock vanished into her cunny, only to pull back out glistening with her honey, again and again.

“Fuck,” he groaned aloud, his dick swelling inside her, pulsating with desire, “you’re the most beautiful girl in town, and I’ve never felt so damn good before!”

She was so wet, none of those nerves or hesitations doing anything to weaken her arousal. Her arms went around him, and for those few blissful, wonderful moments, she felt complete. Her worries melted away and was simply left in that carnal embrace, her body grinding into him so lewdly.

It was as though it responded of its own accord, that sweet clench of her pussy, the hardening of her nipple, all completely out of her control. Her purred moans filled the warm, spring air as her legs latched onto him, tugging him inwards.

In so little time, three strong, older men had awoken her desires, and the latest one reaped the greater reward. Pistoning his cock into her with such passion, feeling her legs tug him in and urge him on as his balls slapped noisily to her ass.

The lake was theirs, their pants and moans carrying across its waters as they rut noisily. He was captivated with her, tugging upon her nipple, suckling away before he tugged back and let that elastic teat snap into place.

His eyes trained back upon her chest, watching those thick tits circle and jiggle as he thrust harder, and harder.

Her head was spinning, dizzy with lust as she cried out, again and again, craving more. She was so much lewder about it, even as she tried to keep biting down on her lip, silencing her moans. But it was harder to calm those delightful sounds when he hit against her just so and made her cunny sing.

Mr. Aaronson’s chest developed a light sheen of perspiration, that hard muscle gleaming in the midday light that reflected off the lake. He tensed and quivered, pounding her cunt as he clearly barreled towards release himself.

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum in you,” he blurted out, his silver hair a little tousled by his fevered rutting, only making him look better to Amy’s eyes however. And despite the tension in his body, it made him strike into her so deliciously right.