A memorable day on the farm – pt4

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A memorable day on the farm – pt4Saturday 29th February 2020Kim gently pulled me close into a hug then stepped back, holding my hands and looking into my eyes intently. “So, Willow,” she paused, before continuing, “This is the moment. I’m only going to ask you once. And if the answer is ‘no’ that’s absolutely fine. We’ll still be fabulous friends and get up to other mischief, I’m sure. But we talked some time ago and you know what this is about.” She paused again. “Think carefully and answer truthfully. Would you like to fuck my lover?”My heart was racing. I looked at Jon. He was smiling. I knew that we’d loved and supported each other for so many years, but he had absolutely no idea of what could be about to happen. Would this be a step too far? I looked at Ben, his expression calm and trusting. I returned my gaze to look directly into Kim’s eyes. This was it…”Yes, Let’s fuck him!”Ben cheered and clapped, We laughed. But mine was a nervous laugh. Had I really just agreed to this?There was no turning back now.”We’ve only a couple of hours of daylight left,” Ben commented, looking first out of the window then at the kitchen clock on the wall behind us. “We should get moving.”Kim stepped into the larder, returning with two large carrots. I laughed “Is that for…””Yes!” Kim replied, excitedly, “but we need to make them a little special for the occasion.” She sucked the narrow end of one of them. “Jon – would you be a dear and fuck me with this so that it sits nice and deep, please?””My pleasure, of course!” Jon chuckled as Kim reclined across the kitchen table and lifted her legs high and wide for easy access. He stood between her legs, leaning forward to kiss her and, reaching down with his left hand, slipped the carrot gently into her slick, wet pussy. Kim made an ‘oh’ face and purred as he slid the vegetable in and out.”Hmmm, deeper!” she instructed, then “That’s it. Hold it right there.” It trabzon escort was buried deep with only the leafy top visible between her labia. She lifted onto her elbows and stood, stiffly, presumably gripping the carrot with her vaginal muscles to hold it in place.Ben smiled “And may I, Willow?” he asked.”You may,” I confirmed, smiling playfully, and reclined on the table as Ben treated my pussy to a good carrot fucking too.”There,” Ben said, smiling, “Doesn’t that look wonderful Jon? Now Willow, let’s see how well you’ve been practising doing things with a full pussy.” He held my hand to steady me as I raised myself up off the table.”OK,” said Jon uncertainly, “now what?””Boots on and out we go, before it gets too cold out there.” Kim announced.The stormy wind had dropped as we stood on the porch and slipped back into boots. The air was chilly but not cold on my naked skin. We stood for a moment, savouring the experience of outdoor nudity, the country sound of birds and distant traffic, the fresh smell. Kim looked at me excitedly, “Let’s go!”Kim and Ben strode out confidently, Jon and I slipping and sliding, inexperienced with walking across the muddy, wet farmyard. “Where are we going?” asked Jon.Kim turned to talk with us “We’re gong up to the top field,” she began. “There’s someone there that we need to bring in to shelter at nightfall. He’s a big fella. We named him Goliath. But it’s a bit of a mouth full so his nickname is Golly.”Ben chipped in, “We thought it’d be fun to try some real ‘bareback’ riding as we bring him into the barn.”It was liberating to walk freely, the breeze on my skin and through my hair, my breasts swaying gently, unrestrained. I could see that Jon was enjoying the view of Kim and I, his cock soft but hardening, swaying attractively with each step. I felt wetness between my legs as the carrot nudged sensitive areas inside. It was difficult to keep a grip on it escort trabzon with all of that natural lubrication and began to slip out.”Kim,” I called, “this is really hard. How do you stop your carrot from sliding out?”Kim turned and smiled broadly, “I don’t. Ben has to keep pushing it back in!” She winked at Jon. He took the hint and cupped his hand under my crotch, rhythmically adjusting the carrot with each step.By the time we reached the top field I was gasping, my legs like jelly from the intense experience of the carrot inside as we walked. “Here he is!” Kim announced. Golly was across the field near the far hedge. He heard us and turned, slowly walking toward us, his shire feathers floating with each heavy step. It was as he came closer that I realised what an enormous, handsome guy he was. “Oh, he’s huge!” I exclaimed.”Yes, he’s fabulous, isn’t he?” Ben said, “18 hands at the shoulder.””Hello Golly!” Kim crooned, stroking his muzzle as towered over us. “This is Jon and Willow.” Golly snorted and bobbed his huge head, looking at us. He stepped toward Willow, snorting and sniffing the air. “Willow,” Kim prompted, “you have a special snack for Golly, don’t you?””Oh? Oh! Yes! Sorry,” I was staring in awe and more than a little nervous. I slid the carrot out, snapped it in two and offered it to Golly on cupped hand. He gently took it in his lips, biting and crunching the treat and nuzzling my wet hand. His velvety nose was warm and comforting and I reached to stroke him.Kim grinned and whispered “I think he likes your smell, Willow!” She winked at me. Then “Here you go big fella, one from me, too.” and she slipped her carrot into her hand, stroking his nose and speaking softly to him as he crunched.”Time to get you inside, warm and snug, Golly” said Ben as he lifted the latch on the gate. “Are you going to take these lovely ladies home with you?” Golly bobbed his head as if nodding. “Jon, trabzon escort bayan would you hold his halter steady while I help the ladies up, please?”Jon held the leather, stroking his nose and neck and speaking softly to him. “Willow, you first, I think. Stand next to Golly here and bend your knee. As I lift your knee up, swing your other leg over his back.” I did as instructed and was quickly astride his back, leaning forward across to his neck to steady myself. He felt so strong, so warm, so velvety soft on my skin. Instinctively I adjusted my labia to spread across his spine, the bristly hair teasing them. I felt so horny.Ben slipped my boots off then lifted Kim up behind me. She shuffled forward a little to wrap her arms around me and hug me. “Isn’t he a dream?” she whispered, conspiratorially.”Jon, I’m sorry,” Ben began, “but us guys aren’t built to ride bareback comfortably. You and I have to walk home, okay?””It’s funny, I was just thinking that.” laughed Jon as he picked our boots up from the grass to carry back.Ben took hold of Golly’s halter and led him slowly through the gate heading back toward the farmhouse. Sitting astride him, the movement took me by surprise as his muscles flexed and moved with each step and his huge body swayed. Kim giggled. “Doesn’t he feel divine between your legs, my love?” I laid forward across him again to steady myself, holding him firmly between my legs and resting my breasts on his broad, rippling shoulders. Kim leaned forward too, hugging me. It was then that I noticed a small shuffling movement she was making, and realised that I was doing it too. Without realising I was instinctively rubbing my splayed labia and clitoris on his bristly back. “Don’t worry,” whispered Kim, “I do this often. He doesn’t mind us making him wet. He really likes the scent. You’ll see.” She kissed my shoulders.Ben, Kim and I knew what was coming, what I was about to do. Jon didn’t have a clue. This secret was a huge risk. Was I making the wrong decision? Could our 25 years of love and life together withstand the shock? Would I physically cope with what I was about to try for the first time?(to be continued…)

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