Fertile Farms Bundle: 20 Erotic Farm Girl Collection

“I’ve never...” I murmured, embarrassed by it despite myself, and hoped it wouldn’t make him stop or have second thoughts. “I want to. I’m just nervous,” I added on quickly. “I don’t want to disappoint you.”

He pulled back from my breast, letting my teat snap into place as he released. His deep, dark eyes locking with mine as his broad chest heaved with excitement.

“Don’t worry,” he husked. “Just relax,” he reached up, stroking my cheek and hair in that fond manner of his, our eyes locked as we savoured the moment. Until finally he took his hand away and reached down, tugging his jeans and briefs down, letting his manhood expose itself.

It wasn’t the first I’d ever seen, but lordy… I’d seen nothin’ like it. Not down by the swimmin’ pond, not in my imagination.

It was a big, thick, veiny organ that stood out so big and long before me. Its heft made it bob down, slap against my mons before it throbbed out straight from him again.

My mouth parted in shock, and I couldn’t help but be a little afraid as I watched it, that massive member, so large, all because of me. My sex slickened further and I whimpered his name before drawing in my lower lip.

My lashes fluttered as I returned my eyes to his, my breathin’ held.

Asher lifted my legs, parted my pale thighs and pushed back my knees. He leaned down between ‘em, kissed my lips as he angled his hips and let that glistenin’, purple crown of his prod at my cunny, trace along its slick, sensitive seam as he slowly eased in against me again and again. His careful approach so tender and cautious.

My back arched, and it felt so good. Like nothin’ my fingers could ever compare to.

Maybe it was just knowin’ it was him instead of me, or maybe it was somethin’ else, but whatever it was I held myself against him and took in these little, panted breaths.

I couldn’t believe it was finally happening, and I was so nervous and happy all at once.

“It’s okay,” I murmured to him softly, because it was okay. It was amazing.

He held our bodies together a moment longer, ground his bare length against my cunny and kissed at my lips. His tongue snuck into my mouth again, but when he pulled back his hips once more, it then pushed up so that the crown of his manhood prodded betwixt my cunny lips… and began to sink in.

It was a tight fit. He was a big man, in every way, and my lil’ canal stretched to fit his girth. And for his part, Asher let loose a deep, throaty groan as he sank on in. Deeper… deeper, stretchin’ me open, takin’ my virginity.

I’m not gonna lie, it pinched a bit. Felt funny, and it wasn’t all good, but honestly, it wasn’t all bad either. It was just weird. Different.

I clung to him like he could protect me from the pain, my breathing hard and almost a bit panicked, but then he kissed my neck, and it was like everything went away except for the pleasant sensations surrounding me.

His big strong arms held me close, and he began to rock his hips, slowly workin’ his massive shaft inside of me. Each time he rocked into me it sank deeper still, until finally I could feel the warm, heavy press of his balls against my rear when he sank right down to my very depths.

Asher filled me up like I never imagined I could be. Made me feel whole and complete, and it was only then that he began to build up his pace. His hard body’s rockin’ motions became pumps. The pumping of his hips slowly began thrusts, until the couch beneath us was creaking and groaning beneath our weight, and his deep, husky breathes reached my ear as he kissed, licked and nipped at my neck.

I’d never felt like I did with Asher, when I was givin’ away my prize, letting him do something I’d never even thought of lettin’ anyone else do to me. I hugged him, our bodies gettin’ warmer and warmer as we ground against one another, my legs wrapped around his hips to hold myself in place.

“Asher,” I moaned, my nails diggin’ into his hard shoulders.

The sun was up, but our bodies weren’t glistenin’ from the heat it created. It was the heat we created, Asher and I, together, that made our skin perspire, made us pant in the middle of the livin’ room.

My hands moved on down, fingers sunk into his tight, hard rear, leavin’ lil’ half-moon impressions of my nails as I clung to him through our love makin’. He pounded me harder, faster, buildin’ up our pace so that the pain of

my lost virginity was but a faded memory. Now there was only our two bodies ruttin’ like wild beasts in heat.

I know we hadn’t said it, and maybe it was too soon to know, but I felt like this must be what love is. I knew him, really knew him, and felt not just love and animal desire for him and his body. It was somethin’ more special than that. I wanted his mind, himself. The things that made him who he was.

I wanted that part of him more than anythin’.

My body arched towards him, pulling him deeper into my body with only a gasp of protest, my slickness easing his way.

Together we moved like that, grinding and undulatin’, pantin’ and moanin’, until I felt like I could take no more! It was then that Asher moved, as if he could read my mind. His hand went to my hip, and his thumb reached in, workin’ at my lady parts so expertly. He circled and pleased my clit, proddin’ it and makin’ pleasure lance throughout my body, like the perfect opposite of painful pangs.

“Cum for me, Shelby,” he said in his growling voice. “Cum with me.”

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