Fertile Farms Bundle: 20 Erotic Farm Girl Collection

It was so large it would’ve been a chore for me to climb up on my lonesome, but there was Bo, his two big hands goin’ to my waist and heftin’ me on up like I was not but a babe.

“Here ya go, hold on tight,” he said, helpin’ me in the seat before he got up there too, arm around me as he started showin’ me what to do. And this time, I made a concerted effort not to get totally lost in his scent, his hard, muscular feel.

I wanted to impress him, damn it. I didn’t want to be some useless damsel, someone who couldn’t even do the littlest thing.

But damned if his body didn’t feel so good against mine, and I got to wondering if maybe he was thinking the same thing. I could hope, you know? So I flipped my blonde hair and hoped he could smell the strawberry shampoo I used as I gripped the controls.

The vibrations went through me quick as we started on our way, and I knew I was fighting a losing cause to stay focused.

“There ya go, let’s take ‘er out easy,” he said, his big strong hands upon my form as we headed out over the field. And oh lord, those vibrations… they seemed to travel right up my middle, through my lady parts, and I found my knees fightin’ a battle between spreadin’ wide and clangin’ together.

“You’re gettin’ it,” he said cheerfully, and he reached down and patted his hand upon my bare thigh… my bare thigh!

How could a girl be expected to be thinking about anything mechanical when she had a real flesh and blood man touching her thighs? Instead I was hopin’ and prayin’ his hand would wander higher, and I shifted to try to get him to but I was afraid of drawin’ too much attention.

I didn’t want to be slutty or nothin’. I still had my innocence and everything. My pa did somethin’ right, I guess. Or wrong, depending on how you look at it, but I’d always been good.

But oh, I could be so bad for him. For Bo.

Bo was a right gentleman though, so even as the vibrations of the tractor set my panties to gettin’ wet, I was stuck with his hand stayin’ firmly in place on my thigh. Even if he did give it a nice squeeze so close to my nethers.

“Now turn ‘er around, miss Dixie,” he said, gently guiding my hand upon the controls on back.

Now, I said he was a right gentleman, but when the tractor hit some hiccup and lurched, he rocked against me and his hand went divin’ in between my thighs, feelin’ the dampness and heat betwixt and I could’ve just died! If I wasn’t too busy moanin’ from the contact.

Everythin’ froze then, ‘cept for the thrum of the tractor’s engine, and it took a while for him to slide his hand away and then take over.

“Here, I’ll put her back in the shed,” he said, and I feared it was all over then as we went back into the shade, out of the hot sun.

Like I’d scared him off.

Oh golly I hoped not, because for that brief bit of contact, I felt like I was in heaven. His big, strong body just all over me, but I knew he was proper. He was likely afraid he em

barrassed me.

But there wasn’t no way to say it didn’t embarrass me without sounding like a harlot, so I kept my big mouth shut.

The cool shade of the shed drew attention to just how dewy our flesh was from the hot sun, and Bo’s bright, shiny form, so muscly and hard was all the more tantalizin’. But there he went, shuttin’ off the tractor and climbin’ down… gettin’ ready to end the fun lil’ experiment.

He held up his hands, took a hold of me and helped me down…

Right down into his arms, against his chest, where I was able to look into his beautiful blue eyes, so much like mine.

“Dixie,” he said, low and husky, and I felt a real instinctual need to wrap my legs around ‘im!

I couldn’t say what I was thinkin’, ‘cause I wasn’t thinkin’ much of anything, truth be told. I was just runnin’ on something more base and primal than thoughts, my firm legs around his hips as I looked up at him with such desire in my eyes. I couldn’t hide that, not by a longshot.

I always wanted to be a bit more chaste and not nearly so obvious, but a girl can’t help it when she’s lookin’ at such a gorgeous man. Especially after havin’ her whole body set to vibrating against him.

It was a lot of worry for nothin’ though, because Bo’s big arms were around me and in a flash he had me pressed up against the tractor. That big hard body of his on one side, that slab of metal on the other, he pressed his lips to mine and we kissed, like a real, passionate kiss. The most intimate moment of my life until then, my first real grown up kiss!

My hands roamed over his biceps, felt those big bulges, the corded muscles beneath his tanned skin as he ground himself against me, and I got a feel for what a man was really like. That huge, pulsating girth of his pressed up against my hot, quivering cunny.

I’d always been told this was wrong, ‘til you were in love, ‘til you were married. And maybe part of me believed I’d really wait for my wedding night, but if it was wrong, then I don’t know why it’d feel so right! So perfect.

He was gorgeous and his body felt so good against mine, I could hardly believe it.

My mouth parted and his hot tongue pushed between my lips, and it felt strange but so good. He massaged my tongue and groaned, the sound vibrating through to my core. My arms tightened around him, legs too, like I was afraid he’d leave me if I wasn’t latched on.