THE FARMER

THE FARMER My pen tablet broke and the CPU is getting it’s toll from endless hours of graphic designing. My eyes were damaged too so i was forced to go outside the house for a short vacation in our old farmhouse far from the city. The travel took too long and my bum’s a bit numb from sitting. It’s my parent’s idea. They threatened me. I won’t get that hundred dollars worth of inheritance if I’ll ruin my health in front of a computer. To be honest, I don’t plan on living for too long. It’s fine to die at age fifty. Why? Because I knew I wouldn’t get married and growing old without someone to share old age with is a damn lonely path to take. I don’t want to hire maids or nurses to care of me. Do you know how many old ladies were killed by nurses and maids? Probably not many but heck, they’re still part of statistics. My engine broke and now I’m stuck in the middle of a forsaken road with trees everywhere I look. What if Freddy Kreuger would want to say hi to me? What if Jason decided to give me a welcome party? Ugh! Thanks Dad, thanks Mom. I kicked the tire and i almost broke my toes. I have so much anger in my body right now. A truck stopped. "Miss, you okay?" "I’m fine. My car isn’t. Where’s the nearest repair shop?" "Next town." Next town? This is the best vacation ever! "Hop on. I’ll give you a ride there." "Thanks." I took the offer. Who am I to decline. What surprised me is how clean his face looks but his car is low key a garbage dump site. "I’d have to apologize. This is actually my nephew’s doing. He wants to keep my truck as messy as possible. Says he doesn’t want girls in my truck. Effective right?" I don’t know if he’s making excuses or his nephew is just cute. "You don’t have to worry. They’ll tow your car and you’ll get it next week. Where were you going? Maybe I could get you there." "West Village. Our family owns one of the farm houses there." "Wait. Katy?" "How’d you know me?" "There are ten farmhouses, two were unoccupied. Everyone knows everyone in West Village and only the Grimm’s had a daughter. Besides, we’re classmates until third grade." "Oh, Lewis?" Gosh, it must have been too long ever since we saw each other. We we’re still playing paper boats back then. He took me to their farm and I can remember how many times I ate his mother’s waffles. She makes the best waffles. They welcomed me like a long lost baby and they were so warm. "You can never imagined how Lewis cries when you left." "I can imagine. He’s a crybaby back then." "She’s the girl from the photo?" His nephew, John asked. I looked at Lewis. "Yes it’s her." "What photo?" His nephew rushed upstairs and brought the photo to me. It’s the photo of us in the swing. He was crying and I can remember how I treat him like I’m his older sister. "You’re so cute back then." I said. And I was so brave back then I don’t know how I ended up needing therapy now. "You know, I used to look up to you because you were a very kind and caring person. But now, I gotta look down on you because you were so short." He laughed. He knew how to tell jokes? "Gosh you really is very tall." I tried to stand next to him to see the height difference when our eyes met and I inhaled the strong masculine scent in him. He’s spreading pheromones! We dined together with his family and his mom’s telling stories that made me laugh like a child. His dad served us food because he cooks the best roasted turkey and serves the best beef steak. Lewis looked at me. Gosh, he’s making me hot all over. I that ked them for a very hearty dinner and Lewis drove me to the family house. It’s dusty. Someone cleans the place only once a week. Lewis’s hand groped my waist and you gotta be honest, there are moments when you just knew that this is going to happen sooner or later- and I freakin’ liked it. I turned around and saw the same burning desire in his eyes. He leaned down to kiss me and I kissed him back with the same intensity. He’s so strong he lifted me from my feet and carried me to one of the bedrooms. He knew where the bedrooms are, we played house there when we were kids. He’s thorough with his tongue he’s making so wet with just kissing. He struggled to open the door for a bit and grunted as soon as the lock clicked and he dropped me to the bed. He’s so rough. We’re taking our clothes off and kissed again with just our undies left. He’s farm hands were rough and the touch of it on my nippl3s made me shudder. His kisses went down my neck and he left some marks before going to my br3ast and sucked the tiny buds like a nursing baby. Hehand removed the last piece of clothing that I wear and I am ***** before his eyes. He didn’t give me time to be shy and his fingers found the slit of my wet pvssy. His thumb against my cl1t is making me breathless. He pushed it like a button and I just cried in pleasure. I gripped on his arms and my nails drew blood. He groaned and he inserted his fingers inside my quivering cvnt. Yes, I liked it that way. As he slid two of his fingers all the way through, ugh! I felt fireworks exploding from my sensitive womb. I moaned. My sexy sound were putting effects on him and he fvcked me right away. His sudden ****** made me gasped and he stared at me worried. "Does it hurt?" Those words. It’s really embarrassing. "No, I liked it." He groaned and he ****** in and out again. A little gentler. I dug my heels behind his back. I’m panting. Running out of breath. The air is so hot and the room spins around. I felt something gathering 8n my womb and in any moment it’ll erupt like a volcanic disaster. I was about to moan but he sealed it away with his kisses. He’s getting faster. Sweat enveloped our bodies and the sweet smell of s3x wafts in the air. I liked it so much. He stopped breathing and his arms flexed. He pounds on my pvssy, wilder and harder. Yeah! More. I want more of you. "I’m cvmming." He said between his breath. "Ugh! Fvck me more. Aaaah!" We shot his load deep in my womb and it filled me as I came. The proof of our efforts leaked out of my pvssy and cvm ran down my legs. We both laughed and shared a fist bump. Hell yeah. "Do you like it?" "Yeah." I laughed. "Well, let’s do it again." He rolled me on top of him and have me ride his d1ck. I don’t know if I could. My knees weak from the last 0rgasm. Well, I gotta try. (A/n: DO YOU WANT PART 2 OF THIS HOT STORY? Comment down