1. Long Skirts and Short Shorts


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Job/Place-of-work, Male / Older Female, Male/Teen Female, Author: Don'sdick, Rating: 89.4, Source: sexstories.com

    little lips and told her, “Your mom was amazing, my dear, but you are so fantastic; I just want to live with my cock in you for the rest of Free Will Day. But I have to tell you; Remember when I told you I had a question? Well, I had no intention of asking you about all this wonderful pussy.” “Huh?” “Yeah, I just wanted to know if you drove naked, all the way from home.” She giggled and told me that she did, in fact. I asked her if she’d ever been on top during sex, a simple thing Irene, my girlfriend, had taught me. Maria had only experienced the missionary position, although Mary had told her about doggy style. I rolled onto my back and helped Maria position her cunt on Fat Boy and slide down in place. She stayed with me the rest of the afternoon while the old Twin Cities sat idle in the shade. I figured it was my last day alive on the Earth, anyway. Mr. K would fire me for not getting the field finished. Wally would kill and/or de-nut me for fucking his wife and (more than likely) getting his baby girl pregnant. If Wally didn’t do it, Maria’s boyfriend surely would. Irene and my mother would worry about the disappearance of my body, which would probably be buried in a wheat field, six feet under each year’s golden crop of grain. But, as light began to fade, and Maria had performed her first blow job, we loaded in the old ’48 and slowly drove back to Mr. K’s place. She made me stop just before the old house came in sight and got her blouse, skirt and apron out of the small ...
    box in the floor board. All I wanted, was to turn around and go back to that blanket, at the edge of the field. She kissed me and thanked me for the best Free Will Day she’d ever had… I hadn’t thought to ask her how young she was when she started ‘celebrating’ that day. The next day was long and hot. I finished the field shortly after noon and began ‘roading’ back to the next one, which was about two miles closer to Kenneth’s place. Mr. or Mrs. K hadn’t shown up with my dinner, but my stomach began getting excited when I saw Wally’s Ford coming my way. I drove the tractor across the shallow ditch and waited… The first glimpse of the Maria’s arm waving from the open window made my dick jump to attention. It was the same, small, bare arm that had held me close for so long the day before. The same arm that pulled on my back and thighs as I fucked her, and fucked her again, and again. She stopped the car beside me, smiling, “Hi! Time for dinner. There’s some shade about another quarter mile; I’ll have the blanket ready by the time you get there. “No Free Will Day today; it’s gonna be sin, Donnie.” That day, we fucked… missionary… twice. She had to go; I had to get back to work. The next day, while we ate dinner at Wally’s, she seemed excited when she talked about going somrwhere in Eastern Oklahoma for the rest of the summer. My first thought?... “Some lucky Okie asshole is fixin’ to enjoy the rest of his summer.” Three weeks later, my work for the K’s was finished. Mary drove me ...
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