The Farm Hand and the Farmer s Daughter
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Another Farm Visitor
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I am so amazed at the prowess of my Dad. Naturally, as his daughter, he is above all others with me always, but his ability to attract women of all ages is unsurpassed. I cannot say I am not jealous, but I also cannot begrudge him getting into the pants of any females he can at his age, except of course, my girlfriends.
I have watched him many times approach the older women with their young daughters that board horses here at the farm. His smooth charm, not to mention, his muscular body and good looks, does help to get his foot or other things in the door so to speak. His greetings are cordial and non-threatening, never making the women uncomfortable with his presence. The older women are immediately at ease with him; he does not overtly pay attention to their cute daughters, even if he has sized them up wolfishly with his eyes.
Since they are all horse owners, he walks them into the barn and to their respective horses with the daughters tailing behind him. The mothers always seem to note the thick outline of his cock showing under the tight jeans trailing down his pant leg. The young girls tend to watch his ass as he swaggers leading them around.
Usually, I am an unseen figure around the farm. I always manage to be around yet out of sight and mind of others, doing some meaningless chore, not drawing any attention to myself with my actions. Sounds in the barn tend to travel a goodly distance as well, so conversations can be heard easily without being overly close.
One morning while cleaning the water feeders in the stalls, dad presented himself to a woman and her daughter at the barn entranceway. Since it never hurts to learn customer service skills, I paused briefly, watched and listen to dad touting the farm and our services.
"How do you do Ma'am," he tipped his hat at the woman as he greeted her. "Hello there little Missy, Welcome," his voice was confident as he continued. "I am Ben, owner of this establishment. Are you looking for a place to board a horse perhaps?"
"Why, Yes, however did you know that?" the woman answered incredulously.
Duh, bingo, a stupid one for sure, why else would one come here I thought to myself. She was fairly attractive, dyed blond hair with dark roots; tailored clothing by the looks of it, plenty of gold jewelry adorned her neck, wrists and fingers. Her bust filled the snap button blouse and the outline of her nipples was clearly visible and, of course, dad had not missed them in his appraisal of the woman.
"Most women, especially as beautiful as yourself, don't come here to see me, so I guessed the reason for your visit pretty easily," he began his seduction of the woman with ease, complimenting her. "Is this your sister with you today?" looking at the young daughter with a wide smile on his face knowing it was not.
"Oh, Sister? No, no, this is my daughter," she blushed as a very light pink color rose on her high cheekbones, barely visible under the makeup she was wearing. "I am sorry, so terrible of me to not introduce ourselves; I am Mrs. Roberts, and my daughter, Cynthia."
"Daughter, my goodness," dad blabbered in disbelief. "Your youthfulness fooled me," as he smiled again widely at the woman, and winked at Cynthia.
"Cynthia has just been given a horse by her father, who lives in 'New York' by himself," placing emphasis on where her husband lived while placing her hand in an animated fashion on dad's arm.
"We indeed are looking for a suitable stable for our needs." Her arm had slipped around dad's waist and I noted her grasp his buttock briefly squeezing it slightly.
"Well, you have come to the right place," he continued speaking, carefully explaining all the care and feeding programs plus the exercise routine. While continuing to speak, emboldened by her actions, his arm went around her and slyly pulled her close to his side.
"Exercise, you mean you exercise horses? Why is that?" she asked with a smile at the new closeness of my dad. "I mean, do they so jumping jacks or sit-ups?" laughing at the obvious joke.
"Ha, very clever as well as beautiful," dad quipped to her. "By exercise, it means training in proper behavior. Untrained horses are 'Unruly' and difficult to deal with, and these exercises help curtail that." His fingers gingerly felt the fullness of her buttocks under them as he 'exercised' them.
"Unruly, oh like Cynthia here, can she join in those exercises as well? She's very unruly most of the time," the mom smirked looking at her daughter and tickled her side with her fingers.
"Mom, quit that," Cynthia squirmed and giggled, "You know I'm ticklish there." She twisted to her side and bent slightly over, revealing her budding breasts with no bra under her top. As she straightened up her hands reached and cupped them.
"Well, actually, yes she can. She is welcome here anytime to learn. I'll make sure she is gets over this unruliness," dad laughed and I am sure he was thinking of training Cynthia in taking care of his needs.
"Shall we go to my office to discuss the arrangements, or do you wish to have more time to decide? Cynthia can walk around and look at the horses, stalls and paddocks. Oh, and must not forget the covered riding arena, so even if raining or winter, you can still ride. And, the pool is open as well to all that board horses here, but no lifeguard, so it is swim at your own risk."
"Pool? Oh, love to swim and sun bathe. Where is that?" Cynthia excitedly asked.
Dad led the two back down thru the barn toward the office and pointed to the pool dressing rooms as he and Mrs. Roberts entered the offices. I watched the slim girl go into the dressing rooms and then saw that dad took her mother into his office and closed the door and blinds for privacy.
I quietly left the stall and proceeded back to my office after a few minutes had passed. The girl had gone out to the pool area and settled into a recliner, pulling her blouse up to expose all but her breasts to the sun. I slipped into the office, making sure the door did not slam or make noise, and stepped to the far side of the blinds where there was a visible gap in them. Sure enough, dad and Mrs. Roberts were discussing something, but it did not appear to be boarding details.
Her skirt was raised up high above her waist with her legs wrapped around dad's body. Her tailored shirt was fully open exposing her breasts and the bra pulled down under them. Dad had his pants partially dropped and had managed to peg the woman with his cock while holding her up.
I watched him rest her buttocks on his desk and push her back onto the pile of papers. Her breasts, while not huge, flattened out and bounced enticingly as he rammed her pussy with his cock. His hands were under them and he deftly started to manipulate her nipples. I easily heard her loud moans of pleasure as I watched and my hand slipped into my shorts, found my sweet nubbin, and started rubbing it hard.
I watched several minutes as they continued to thrash around on the desk when without warning Cynthia appeared at my side. Stunned and not quite sure what to say, I pointed to the opening in the blind, stepping back allowing the girl to get in front of me and peer into the window. She was so close; my breasts were d****d over her, with the weight of them on her shoulders. I had not removed my hand from my crotch and continued to rub myself.
I could see the reflection of the girls eyes go wide seeing her mother being fucked by my dad on his desk. She stood immobile and did not stop watching. I felt her breath become faster as we looked together into the room. Using my free hand, I reached around, cupped her breast, and felt the hardened nipple as her body melted back into mine with a low moan escaping her mouth.
"Have you ever seen anything like this before Cynthia?" I whispered into her ear. "Are you surprised that your mother is fucking my dad?" I slipped my hand down into her shorts and was surprised to find them very damp. I rubbed her almost hairless mound softly letting my fingers slide down probing her tiny virginal slit.
"No…I have never…seen this...before," she barely as able to gasp out the words. "Your fingers…feel so good down there…don't stop please," the words slowly escaped from her lips all the while her eyes were locked on our parents in a lover's embrace. I continued my rubbing of her little slit, pushing my finger further between the tiny lips, feeling the moisture increase and the lips enlarge with blood flow, opening the inner folds.
I felt her legs shake a bit and her body started to slip down. I hooked one finger in her slit and lifted upwards, supporting her as I pulled my other hand out of my own crotch and reached around to grab her breasts. Her little buttocks started quivering and moving back and forth in time with my fingering her pussy and almost exactly in time with the stroked of our parents.
I watched dad pull his cock our and move it to the Mrs. Roberts mouth, slipping it slowly into it. Cynthia took an immense breath seeing his cock going into her mother's mouth and within seconds, I felt her little pussy release her nectar on my fingers as she bucked on them. I gently kept working my fingers in her as we both watched dad's cock pump in and out of her mother's mouth. I saw the telltale signs of dad's back stiffening as he unloaded his seed into the woman's mouth. Sperm shot out around her lips but she kept the cock in her mouth. More and more cum spilled out; she did not swallow, but did a very good job of keeping it in her mouth.
I released my fingers from Cynthia, turning her around to face me and kissed her lips. She responded and kissed me back clumsily but with a genuine liking for the kiss. For several minutes, we continued kissing until I noticed that dad and Mrs. Roberts were straightening themselves up. I pulled Cynthia to the chair next to my desk and we both sat down trying to appear innocent, as the inner door was opened and our parents came out. Dad's arm was around her waist chivalrously as they stepped out.
"Well, good then Mrs. Roberts, we will be expecting your horse in a few days. I will be looking forward to having you as a customer here at the farm," trying to put on an act of having completing the agreement.
Mrs. Roberts wobbled a bit as she headed to the outside door, calling after her for Cynthia to hurry along. I smiled at Cynthia and watched her go out the door, glancing both at my Dad and his bulging cock in his pants, and at me.
"Frolic, I'll get the paperwork to you when the horse arrives. A most remarkable lady, I'm looking forward to doing…err seeing… her again soon."
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I am so amazed at the prowess of my Dad. Naturally, as his daughter, he is above all others with me always, but his ability to attract women of all ages is unsurpassed. I cannot say I am not jealous, but I also cannot begrudge him getting into the pants of any females he can at his age, except of course, my girlfriends.
I have watched him many times approach the older women with their young daughters that board horses here at the farm. His smooth charm, not to mention, his muscular body and good looks, does help to get his foot or other things in the door so to speak. His greetings are cordial and non-threatening, never making the women uncomfortable with his presence. The older women are immediately at ease with him; he does not overtly pay attention to their cute daughters, even if he has sized them up wolfishly with his eyes.
Since they are all horse owners, he walks them into the barn and to their respective horses with the daughters tailing behind him. The mothers always seem to note the thick outline of his cock showing under the tight jeans trailing down his pant leg. The young girls tend to watch his ass as he swaggers leading them around.
Usually, I am an unseen figure around the farm. I always manage to be around yet out of sight and mind of others, doing some meaningless chore, not drawing any attention to myself with my actions. Sounds in the barn tend to travel a goodly distance as well, so conversations can be heard easily without being overly close.
One morning while cleaning the water feeders in the stalls, dad presented himself to a woman and her daughter at the barn entranceway. Since it never hurts to learn customer service skills, I paused briefly, watched and listen to dad touting the farm and our services.
"How do you do Ma'am," he tipped his hat at the woman as he greeted her. "Hello there little Missy, Welcome," his voice was confident as he continued. "I am Ben, owner of this establishment. Are you looking for a place to board a horse perhaps?"
"Why, Yes, however did you know that?" the woman answered incredulously.
Duh, bingo, a stupid one for sure, why else would one come here I thought to myself. She was fairly attractive, dyed blond hair with dark roots; tailored clothing by the looks of it, plenty of gold jewelry adorned her neck, wrists and fingers. Her bust filled the snap button blouse and the outline of her nipples was clearly visible and, of course, dad had not missed them in his appraisal of the woman.
"Most women, especially as beautiful as yourself, don't come here to see me, so I guessed the reason for your visit pretty easily," he began his seduction of the woman with ease, complimenting her. "Is this your sister with you today?" looking at the young daughter with a wide smile on his face knowing it was not.
"Oh, Sister? No, no, this is my daughter," she blushed as a very light pink color rose on her high cheekbones, barely visible under the makeup she was wearing. "I am sorry, so terrible of me to not introduce ourselves; I am Mrs. Roberts, and my daughter, Cynthia."
"Daughter, my goodness," dad blabbered in disbelief. "Your youthfulness fooled me," as he smiled again widely at the woman, and winked at Cynthia.
"Cynthia has just been given a horse by her father, who lives in 'New York' by himself," placing emphasis on where her husband lived while placing her hand in an animated fashion on dad's arm.
"We indeed are looking for a suitable stable for our needs." Her arm had slipped around dad's waist and I noted her grasp his buttock briefly squeezing it slightly.
"Well, you have come to the right place," he continued speaking, carefully explaining all the care and feeding programs plus the exercise routine. While continuing to speak, emboldened by her actions, his arm went around her and slyly pulled her close to his side.
"Exercise, you mean you exercise horses? Why is that?" she asked with a smile at the new closeness of my dad. "I mean, do they so jumping jacks or sit-ups?" laughing at the obvious joke.
"Ha, very clever as well as beautiful," dad quipped to her. "By exercise, it means training in proper behavior. Untrained horses are 'Unruly' and difficult to deal with, and these exercises help curtail that." His fingers gingerly felt the fullness of her buttocks under them as he 'exercised' them.
"Unruly, oh like Cynthia here, can she join in those exercises as well? She's very unruly most of the time," the mom smirked looking at her daughter and tickled her side with her fingers.
"Mom, quit that," Cynthia squirmed and giggled, "You know I'm ticklish there." She twisted to her side and bent slightly over, revealing her budding breasts with no bra under her top. As she straightened up her hands reached and cupped them.
"Well, actually, yes she can. She is welcome here anytime to learn. I'll make sure she is gets over this unruliness," dad laughed and I am sure he was thinking of training Cynthia in taking care of his needs.
"Shall we go to my office to discuss the arrangements, or do you wish to have more time to decide? Cynthia can walk around and look at the horses, stalls and paddocks. Oh, and must not forget the covered riding arena, so even if raining or winter, you can still ride. And, the pool is open as well to all that board horses here, but no lifeguard, so it is swim at your own risk."
"Pool? Oh, love to swim and sun bathe. Where is that?" Cynthia excitedly asked.
Dad led the two back down thru the barn toward the office and pointed to the pool dressing rooms as he and Mrs. Roberts entered the offices. I watched the slim girl go into the dressing rooms and then saw that dad took her mother into his office and closed the door and blinds for privacy.
I quietly left the stall and proceeded back to my office after a few minutes had passed. The girl had gone out to the pool area and settled into a recliner, pulling her blouse up to expose all but her breasts to the sun. I slipped into the office, making sure the door did not slam or make noise, and stepped to the far side of the blinds where there was a visible gap in them. Sure enough, dad and Mrs. Roberts were discussing something, but it did not appear to be boarding details.
Her skirt was raised up high above her waist with her legs wrapped around dad's body. Her tailored shirt was fully open exposing her breasts and the bra pulled down under them. Dad had his pants partially dropped and had managed to peg the woman with his cock while holding her up.
I watched him rest her buttocks on his desk and push her back onto the pile of papers. Her breasts, while not huge, flattened out and bounced enticingly as he rammed her pussy with his cock. His hands were under them and he deftly started to manipulate her nipples. I easily heard her loud moans of pleasure as I watched and my hand slipped into my shorts, found my sweet nubbin, and started rubbing it hard.
I watched several minutes as they continued to thrash around on the desk when without warning Cynthia appeared at my side. Stunned and not quite sure what to say, I pointed to the opening in the blind, stepping back allowing the girl to get in front of me and peer into the window. She was so close; my breasts were d****d over her, with the weight of them on her shoulders. I had not removed my hand from my crotch and continued to rub myself.
I could see the reflection of the girls eyes go wide seeing her mother being fucked by my dad on his desk. She stood immobile and did not stop watching. I felt her breath become faster as we looked together into the room. Using my free hand, I reached around, cupped her breast, and felt the hardened nipple as her body melted back into mine with a low moan escaping her mouth.
"Have you ever seen anything like this before Cynthia?" I whispered into her ear. "Are you surprised that your mother is fucking my dad?" I slipped my hand down into her shorts and was surprised to find them very damp. I rubbed her almost hairless mound softly letting my fingers slide down probing her tiny virginal slit.
"No…I have never…seen this...before," she barely as able to gasp out the words. "Your fingers…feel so good down there…don't stop please," the words slowly escaped from her lips all the while her eyes were locked on our parents in a lover's embrace. I continued my rubbing of her little slit, pushing my finger further between the tiny lips, feeling the moisture increase and the lips enlarge with blood flow, opening the inner folds.
I felt her legs shake a bit and her body started to slip down. I hooked one finger in her slit and lifted upwards, supporting her as I pulled my other hand out of my own crotch and reached around to grab her breasts. Her little buttocks started quivering and moving back and forth in time with my fingering her pussy and almost exactly in time with the stroked of our parents.
I watched dad pull his cock our and move it to the Mrs. Roberts mouth, slipping it slowly into it. Cynthia took an immense breath seeing his cock going into her mother's mouth and within seconds, I felt her little pussy release her nectar on my fingers as she bucked on them. I gently kept working my fingers in her as we both watched dad's cock pump in and out of her mother's mouth. I saw the telltale signs of dad's back stiffening as he unloaded his seed into the woman's mouth. Sperm shot out around her lips but she kept the cock in her mouth. More and more cum spilled out; she did not swallow, but did a very good job of keeping it in her mouth.
I released my fingers from Cynthia, turning her around to face me and kissed her lips. She responded and kissed me back clumsily but with a genuine liking for the kiss. For several minutes, we continued kissing until I noticed that dad and Mrs. Roberts were straightening themselves up. I pulled Cynthia to the chair next to my desk and we both sat down trying to appear innocent, as the inner door was opened and our parents came out. Dad's arm was around her waist chivalrously as they stepped out.
"Well, good then Mrs. Roberts, we will be expecting your horse in a few days. I will be looking forward to having you as a customer here at the farm," trying to put on an act of having completing the agreement.
Mrs. Roberts wobbled a bit as she headed to the outside door, calling after her for Cynthia to hurry along. I smiled at Cynthia and watched her go out the door, glancing both at my Dad and his bulging cock in his pants, and at me.
"Frolic, I'll get the paperwork to you when the horse arrives. A most remarkable lady, I'm looking forward to doing…err seeing… her again soon."
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