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This chick has gotta be running this shindig alone, because it’s too quiet for there to be anyone else here. And if there’s one thing a farm ain’t, it’s quiet. There’s always the sound of mice rustling in the grass, chickens squabbling among themselves, the huffs and pants of pigs. Not to mention the wind and the sun themselves. You think they don’t have sound, but they do. The rustle of the breeze and the bright beat of sunlight is enough music to fill my day.
So yeah, the silence is disturbing and means only one thing. This little female is all alone on the homestead. No shit.
Following the smell of pancakes, I step up to the house’s side door. It looks like hell on hinges, the paint peeling and chipped, barely hanging on. Slowly opening it, I let myself into the kitchen. Shit, this place needs repair too, but my eyes are immediately drawn to the brunette, all else forgotten.
Oh yeah, it’s her, that curvy figure wrapped up in a yellow apron, tending to something at the stove. She’s even more seductive than before, her breasts just about bursting through her shirt, and her hips are wide, swaying to some internal music. But then she turns and freezes at the sight of me.
“Sorry,” I grin. I’d meant to announce myself, not wanting to frighten her, but all that went out the window the second that ass started swinging around. What would it feel like to see that huge rump humping up and down my dick, vag lips hugging my cockpole tight? What would it feel like to watch that big butt jouncing wildly as she moans, fucking herself on my monster cock?
And evidently, the brunette’s having some dirty thoughts too because eyes wide, her gaze immediately drops to the horse blanket. Growling, I smile again. She likes it, even if she can’t see my dong through this huge, felted, wool shit. But before I can say anything, the brunette speaks.
“Are you hungry?” she asks quickly, and I suddenly remember I’m starving.
“Yeah. Famished,” I grunt, and she turns away quickly, hair falling forwards to cover her face, like she’s shy.
“Okay, sit down. I’ll make you a plate,” she murmurs, and I do as I’m told. Hey, when in Rome, might as well do as the Romans do. Of course, what I really wanted was to continue that oral, or maybe push something else into that perfect pout. But if she was gonna feed me, I wasn’t gonna complain. Besides, who the fuck starts off breakfast with BJ? Me, that’s who, but I wasn’t gonna push my luck.
And as I sit, I watch the brunette closely. She’s stressed and tired for sure. Her arms literally shake a little, preparing a plate, and I want to tell her that everything’s gonna be okay.
But who am I? Just some stranger who appeared out of nowhere this morning. So I keep my trap shut, letting her take the lead.
And sure enough, she turns to smile at me.
“So what’s your name?” she asks shyly, handing me a huge stack of steaming pancakes.
“Tyler,” I grunt. “You?”
“Maisie,” she says shyly. “And this is the Double H.”
I nod appreciatively, taking a huge bite of fluffy pancake. Shit, this stuff is good, Maisie’s obviously got a touch for food. Golden crusts dissolve in my mouth, perfectly complemented by farm-fresh butter and real maple syrup. I’ve died and gone to heaven.
She laughs a little, seeing the ecstasy on my face.
“I see you like it,” is her murmur.
“I more than like,” I grunt. “I fuckin’ love.”
She laughs louder this time.
“Okay Tyler, got it,” she says, suddenly going serious. “But I wanted to talk to you.”
Oh shit, has the time come? Is she gonna boot me off her property right about now?
“Listen,” I begin, cock hardening again. “Listen, about this morning ….”
But she doesn’t want to get into it, not just yet.
“Do you mind if we save that for later?” she bites her lip, embarrassed, looking down. “Is that okay?”
Hell yeah, I mind! That had been the best way to wake up, I’ll knock myself unconscious if a blowjob is the prize. But slowly, I nod.
“No worries,” comes my easy reply. “Later then.”
Maisie nods gratefully. She really is beautiful, and I catch myself staring at her every chance I get. Her skin looks so smooth and creamy, dark brown hair falling down past her shoulders in big soft curls. Her body is toned from working the farm, but it’s her curves that get my goat. Shit, those have gotta be Double Ds, her loose shirt can barely even contain those giant tits. Plus, that ass. As she sways around the kitchen, it wiggles and waves at me, begging for dick. Aww, fuck, I’m so nasty. She just saved my life, and all I can think about is fucking her ass? Damn.
