My Little Farm Girl(53)

Adjusting the table, I stepped in closer to her until my cock was lined up with her pussy. She jumped at the first feel of my cock against her hot flesh. “Shh, keep them closed baby. I’m not going to penetrate you, just getting you used to the feel of me.”

Reaching up, I captured her tits in my hands, this time kneading them strongly as I rubbed the tip of my cock back and forth over her slit, butting against her clit with each upward stroke.

Her breathing was getting faster and harsher as I lowered one hand back to her pussy and inserted a finger inside her. The mixture of the cream and my teasing had her ready to go off and I knew it wouldn’t take much to send her over the edge.

Leaving her tits for now, I concentrated all my efforts on her cunt, teasing her folds while strumming her clit. I could do anything to her now and she would let me she was so far-gone.

Her sweet scent wafted up to me, calling to me, teasing me until I had no choice but to lower my head and lick into her. She whimpered and moaned as her pussy clenched around my tongue, her juices flowing into my mouth.

“Sweet.” Deciding to circumnavigate the hair for now, I lifted her ass in my hands and brought her up to my mouth licking into her with my tongue until I reached her hymen.

The pulse in my cock throbbed and I growled into her pussy, using my teeth to torment her clit as I fucked her with my tongue. She screamed and moved against my mouth, no longer shy as she pulled on my hair to get me deeper into her.

I let her enjoy three more orgasms before pulling away. Moving to her head, I covered her lips with mine so she could taste herself. “Taste yourself.” I plunged my tongue into her mouth and she sucked hard, her hips still gyrating in heat.

This was going better than even I had anticipated. My Kitten had a wanton streak under all that shy farm girl charm it seemed. The way her body responded, I had no doubt I’d be fucking her before too long. And if that’s all I’d wanted, I’d probably climb up onto the table and mount her right here and now there was nothing stopping me. But I wanted much more than a quick fuck. I wanted forever, but my kind of forever was going to take getting used to, and that’s why I had to give her more time.

I broke off the kiss with soft nibbles around her lips while pulling on her nipples again. “Have you ever seen a man’s cock before Kitten?” Her face reddened and I wondered at the contrast between her body language and her reaction to the question.

“No, I saw my brothers when we were little but that’s all.”

“So you’ve never seen sex before.” She hedged at that question and I became intrigued.

“Not the way you mean, no.” Her voice was back to being shy and I could’ve sworn she squirmed. “How exactly did you see it then?” I kept massaging her tits as we spoke, running my hands down her middle to her pussy as I stood over her head.

“Well, daddy has animals on the farm and they…you know, sometimes and I saw them once but it scared me so I ran away.”

“What exactly did you see Kitten?”

“Do I have to say? It’s really embarrassing talking about this stuff.” I stopped my hands’ movements on her body and ordered her to look at me. “Look at me Kitten.” Her eyes finally moved up to mine after a brief struggle with herself.

“There’s nothing that you can’t share with me, ever. In the future you will answer me without reservations understood?”

“Yes Callan.”

“Now tell me, what did you see?”

“It was, mating season…”

“How old were you?” I took back up running my hands over her front barely able to reach the top of her clit from this angle after lowering the table’s arms back down to the sides.

“Twelve. Daddy didn’t know I was peeking into the stalls, I was supposed to be in the barn on the other side doing chores, but when I heard the mare…she sounded like she was in pain. I just wanted to help her. But when I got there daddy and the mare’s owner were standing there and daddy was holding Black Angus’ lead and he was, he was…”

Her breath hitched and she broke off, I could only imagine what came next but I bid her to go on. “Go on.”

“He was standing behind her and trying to climb on top of her back and then he…they started coupling and daddy and Mr. Johnson were congratulating each other and saying what a good job the horses were doing and that’s how I knew that those noises didn’t mean he was hurting her.”

“How did it make you feel seeing that?” If possible her face grew even redder and unbeknownst to her she was moving more firmly against my hand, seeking more than the soft brush of my fingertip against her clit.