Ray Todd: The farmer niece

Completely crazed by the embedded finger swirling against his prostate, Samuel was soon fucking into her like a maniac.

"Fuck, baby, fuck!" Angela was screaming into his ear. "Don't stop, baby! I'm almost there! Don't stop! DON'T STOP!"

The writhing little teenager was barely clinging to her senses as the intense pleasure was rocketing her toward her inevitable climax. She didn't think she could stand much more of this intense ecstasy as every taut nerve in her body were virtually screaming with the delicious agony.

"Oh, shit!" she shrieked, feeling his white-hot sperm gushing into her cunt at the same moment her own lurching orgasm engulfed her. "I'm coming, honey! I'm coming! Keep squirtin', baby! I'm coming! I'M COMING!"

When the writhing couple collapsed in the hay, Sarah turned and fled from the barn. She was shaking like a leaf when she entered the privacy of her own room. Her young mind was filled with wild visions of her twin, brother's naked cock. She could clearly see it plunging in and out of Angela's hot, sucking cunt.

Spread out on her back in bed, Sarah's twat was itching and flowing as it had after watching the dog fuck Angela. Remembering how she'd relieved herself by fingering her cunt, Sarah frantically pulled her flannel nightie up under her chin and plunged a finger into the slippery hotness of her dripping slit.

"Oh, Samuel," she whispered to herself as she began thrusting her finger in and out of her steaming hot pussy. "Fuck me, Samuel, fuck me good!"

Sarah had never uttered a naughty word in her life, but it suddenly excited her to use the forbidden language as she visualized her brother's big naked cock pounding into her juicy fuck-hole. "Yes, honey," she panted as she squeezed and twisted her hard nipples with the fingers of her free hand while she continued masturbating with the other. "Fuck me harder, Samuel! Give me that big hard prick!"

Completely crazed with lust, she'd spread her naked thighs wide open, pretending that her brother was between them, wildly plunging his hard boner in and out of her hot sucking cunt. She could see his handsome young face above hers as he eagerly fucked his stiff cock into her writhing body.

"That's it, honey," she squealed, writhing her hot slippery slit around her plunging finger. "Fuck me good, Samuel! I want a nice big cunt full of your cock juice. Oh, baby, how I love that big hard dick of yours!"

Writhing hysterically on the bed, she could vividly see his cock gliding in and out of her juice slicken hole. She could clearly see her cunt juices glistening on the full length of his slippery tool. She could feel it pounding into the furthest depths of her fuck-hole.

"Bite my tits!" she suddenly squealed, viciously pinching her own tingling nipples. "Bite 'em, honey, bite 'em! Make me scream, you beautiful big fucker!"

God, how good it felt to be screwed by her handsome twin brother. His cock felt so big and hard. She could hardly wait to feel his thick hot cum gushing up into her grasping cunt.

"Fuck, baby, fuck!" she squealed, bringing herself closer and closer to a bell-ringing orgasm. "Oh, baby, how I love that big hard cock!"

She suddenly realized how much she wanted to be fucked by her brother. Sarah no longer gave a shit whether it was a sin or not, she wanted Samuel to screw her.

"Oh, sweet fuckin' Jesus!" she suddenly squealed as her mind-blowing orgasm enveloped her.

"Oh, God," she shuddered as her hot cunt climaxed all around her deeply embedded fingers.

Sarah was just recovering from her delicious fantasy when she heard Angela tip-toeing down the hall to her room.

The following Saturday was the monthly market day in town, and the whole family seemed excited about it. Market-day was a big event in the small community as everyone brought their stock and produce into town where it was sold or bartered. There was a festive atmosphere at the farm as they prepared for the trip to town. Except for church on Sundays, this was the only time the women dressed up. Harriet was wearing her newest cotton dress, and Sarah was wearing a blouse and skirt of modest length. When Angela appeared in her shortest mini-skin, Harriet made the girl go back into the house and change to something more decent. When Angela reappeared, she was wearing a longer dress, but it still only reached mid-thigh. Knowing that this was the longest dress the girl possessed, Harriet reluctantly let her wear it. Smiling happily, Angela didn't bother to tell her strict aunt that she hadn't bothered to wear panties.

When the truck was loaded with crates of chickens, eggs and vegetables, the three children climbed into the truck bed with the produce. Aunt Harriet sat in the front seat of the pickup with Uncle Lester as they started down the dusty road.

There was a festive atmosphere in the town when they arrived. The narrow and usually deserted main street was cluttered with cars and trucks. Sidewalk stands were set up all along the street where wares and produce were displayed. Some people traded and some bought, but there was an infectious excitement about the marked day that thrilled Angela. It was almost like a carnival. She was pleased at the way boys ogled her legs in her short skirt. Rarely had any girl ever worn anything quite so revealing in that community.

Later in the day, Lester and Samuel went down to the cattle auction at the other end of town. Uncle Lester informed the women that they would all meet at the pickup around five o'clock. When Harriet and Sarah decided to walk down to the dry goods store, Angela told them that she was going to wander around the stands and would meet them later at the pickup.

Walking along the sidewalk by the feed store, Angela noticed two young men loading sacks of grain onto a pickup. She was attracted to their well-tanned, muscular bodies as they worked bare-chested in their jeans. Completely intrigued by the boys, she stopped to watch them heaving the heavy sacks onto the bed of the truck.

"Hi," she smiled to one of them as he hoisted a sack over his shoulder.

"Hello," he grinned.

"Those sacks look heavy," said the girl.

"They're not bad," he answered. "Are you new around here?"

"Yes," she replied. "I'm spending the summer out at the Blackwell farm."

"Oh," sneered the other body. "Are you one of them Bible pushers?"

"Shit, no," she giggled, hopping up and seating herself on the tailgate. "I can think of lots of things more fun that Bible reading."

"Then why ya stayin' at ol' Lester's farm?" asked the first boy.

"He's my uncle," she answered, spreading her thighs as her legs dangled over the edge of the tailgate. "My folks sent me here for the summer to keep me from foolin' around with boys."

"D'you like to mess around with boys?" leered one of them as he stared at her bare thighs.

"Shit, yes," she giggled, hiking her skirt and easing her legs further apart.

"What's your name?" asked the taller of the two.

"Angela," she answered. "What's yours?"

"I'm Luke," the boy grinned. "And this is my brother, Clyde."

"Hi," she grinned drawing her knees up to give them a quick peek at her little naked beaver.

She saw their eyes almost pop out of their heads when they spotted her juicy little twat. "What's the matter? Haven't you guys ever seen a pussy before?"

"N-Not out here in public," stammered Luke, his face flushed a bright red.

"Then why don't you take me somewhere private and have a good look," she teased, suddenly wanting to be gang-fucked by the two rugged young men. Angela was thoroughly enjoying Samuel's cock, but being a very promiscuous teen, the thought of being balled by these two boys was very intriguing.

"Wish we had time," blushed Clyde. "But we gotta get this grain out to the Hansen farm right away."