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Fantasy on the Farm - Prelude [Adult] by Eve Vans


"Farm Girl" by Julian Paul, 1951.

“Morning,” he said. “You’re gorgeous when you’re awake and gorgeous when you’re asleep.”

Ruby beamed.

“We have the house all to ourselves tonight and if it’s okay with you, I’d like to fuck you senseless as many times as possible.”

Ruby nodded with anticipation and delight.

“Starting now,” he added.

He moved toward the bed and stood at Ruby’s side. She saw the giant erection already in his pajamas and started to get out of bed. He noticed she was naked and signaled for her to stay in bed, pulling back the covers and admiring her naked body.

“This time I want you on all fours.”

She moved into position while he took off his pajamas. He had a full view of her bottom, including her anus, and when he squatted down to look under her he could see her vagina. His erection doubled in size; that was what he wanted right now, but later, he thought, who knows, he might give that ass a going over. He looked further up her body and could see her breasts, her pert and erect nipples waiting in anticipation. He cupped her fanny and she gasped with pleasure, then he slowly inserted his thumb into her opening and she moaned “Oh yes.” She was already saturated and wanted him badly.

He fucked her with his thumb for a few seconds, teasing out more juices, and in one swift movement filled her with his penis. She groaned in delight and started riding his length.

“That’s it, keep going,” he said.

He reached round and cupped, squeezed and caressed her breasts, her pleasure intensifying, and then went in for the kill. His hand wandered lower and worked her clitoris, rubbing it around and around, fast and slowly. Her juices were dripping, she was drowning his knob. She could stand it no longer and she came, over his penis, over his hand. At that time she quickened her pace on his cock and she let out her first scream. Ben’s breathing accelerated and he moved against her rhythm, until he too screamed in delight and filled her cunt full of his hot come. Their movements came to an end and both collapsed on the bed together, spent for the first time that day. He lifted himself and kissed her nipple, sucked at it and felt another twinge in his manhood. She wanted him again but Ben announced there was work to do on the farm.

“Don’t tire yourself too much,” he said, “you’re going to be very busy tonight.”

He kissed her pussy and left.

Next...Chapter One "Coming Home"

Eve Vans was born in Leeds, West Yorkshire in 1965. She studied at the University of Leeds and has worked primarily in business-related environments. Fantasy on the Farm is Eve Vans first novel.

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