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I Live on a Farm

By: nochoiceleft



I live on a farm; in fact I was born here as were several generations before me. Just because of the sizes of ours' and our neighbor's farms, we live out in the middle of nowhere. We see other people sometimes and go to town which is a couple of hours away, but our lives revolve around family since we spend most of the time together working the farm. As a young girl, I even did all my schooling at home. I've always have had chores to do but now that I am done with school, I work the farm just like my older brother does. 

I've never really been interested in leaving the farm, I'm quite happy with my life here. My mom says I'm a "late bloomer." Being tall and skinny, I'm eighteen but sadly I have the body of a younger girl. With thin legs, narrow hips and breasts that I hope will blossom sometime soon; I'm in no hurry to venture out. I'm interested in boys and even got to second base once behind Veteran's Hall at a 4th of July dance a couple of years ago. But that's it, I've never really dated anyone. I hope someday to look like my mom, she's something. Even after us two kids, she still has the perfect country-girl figure and is probably the best looking woman in the county. Wherever we go, she attracts people around her like flies to honey. It's cute how dad still can't keep his eyes or his hands off her. To make me feel better, she tells me that the boys used to call her Olive Oyl when she was a girl because she was so skinny. I can only dream.

There is just so much to do on the farm, I hardly have the time to think about anything else. Even after dinner, I still have animals to move into the barn for the night and then usually spend the rest of the evening hanging out there working on one of my hobbies. We have a TV in the house but dad watches the news and farm reports on into the night which I don't care much about. Lately, I've been carving small animals out of wood. I've got a couple of good whittling knives and am getting pretty good. Tonight, William is hanging out with me in the barn as he usually does. He doesn't do anything particular; he just keeps me company and watches. William is the only person on the farm that isn't family, although he might as well be. He has worked and lived on the farm since before I was born so I have never known life without him. He's a big, strong man and seems to know a lot about farming. It's really hard to tell how smart he is because he doesn't say much and when he does, he speaks in very short sentences with small words. Never the less, dad counts on him and we consider him family.

I've set up work sitting on a bale of hay and William is sitting on the ground across from me. He's leaning up against a post with his legs stretched out in front of him and his arms just hanging to his side. We're only a few feet apart and I am doing most of the talking as usual. I'm focused on my carving when I look up mid-sentence and see a large bulge in William's overalls. He doesn't seem to be aware as he just sits there watching my handiwork. Now, I know what a penis is although I've never really seen one except for my brother's once by accident, but it wasn't big like this. Being schooled at home by my mom, I never had a sex education class but living with farm animals, I think I've learned the basics. 

I'm very comfortable and trusting of William so just ask him, "Why are you so big in your pants?" 

In a typical William answer he looks down at his bulge and says, "I don't know." 

"Why is it happening?" I pursue. 

"I don't know, you I guess," he says very matter of fact.

I take a quick look at myself to see what's up and realize that I'm not sitting very ladylike. I had put on one of my housedresses after my before-dinner shower, and now I was leaning forward carving with my legs spread apart with my elbow on my knees carving. While bracing my arms on my knees, I had unintentionally pulled my dress up above my knees. From where William was sitting, he wasn't looking at my carving at all, but right up in-between my legs. I had my regular white cotton underpants on which he could see all too well. It would have never occurred to me to be modest in front of William, but now looking at the front of his pants, obviously things had changed. 

He continued to just sit with his legs straight out in front of him looking at me. He is so pure of heart that I'm having a hard time thinking he was having improper thoughts of me. Especially me. 

"Why?" I ask. 

Again, with very little emotion he answers, "Cause you're so pretty." 

This was probably the point that I should have changed subjects and pulled my dress over my knees, but as much as he couldn't stop looking up my dress, I couldn't stop looking at his bulge. It seemed huge. It was definitely bigger around than my arm and was long, reaching past the waistband of his overalls. We sat there staring at each other for awhile when I decided to go over to sit on the ground next to him. I just couldn't take my eyes off his bulge. 

Maybe because of how comfortable I felt around William, I asked him if I could see it and he said, "Oh, I don't know, probably not." 

"Please?" I said with my sure fire, get-anything-from-William look. 

"Umm, I guess so," he finds relented.

I tried to undo the metal buttons on the front of his overall used for going to the bathroom but the bulge extended well pass them. There were four of them and once undone, it didn't show me a thing. He was just sitting there, almost innocently watching me, and I asked if I could undo the bib of his overalls. 

He said, "I guess so." 

I don't know what was getting me more excited, whether it was the taboo of seeing my first penis, or how big it seemed to be, or whether the fact that it was me that caused it? I don't think I have ever been the subject of someone's sexual desire before. The anticipation was having a pretty powerful effect on me. My heart was racing; my stomach was in a knot, and between my legs was tingling.

I undid the buttons on the overall's bib and folded it back over William's belly but it didn't come down far enough. Knowing if I asked if I could undo the buttons on the sides his answer would be, "I guess so" I went ahead and started unbuttoning them. William just watched. Finally, I got his overalls undone enough to pull them down far enough to see the top half of his penis. All I could do was gawk at it; I wanted to see it all. William looked up at me and asked, "Is it okay?" Heck, I didn't know if it was okay or not but it looked incredible to me, so I told him so. 

I stood up, straddled him and tugged on the legs of his overalls until they came down far enough that his penis came free and jumped straight up. My original guess was right; it was bigger around than my arm and longer than I thought it should be. I stood there over him, looking down at this huge sex organ wondering how it could ever fit inside a girl. We're just not that big. Especially me. I crouched down, sitting on his knees and shyly reach out to touch it. I wouldn't ever considering doing such a thing but I couldn't help it. Plus it seemed okay, it was William. 

I first touched it with one hand but it took two to get all the way around it. Wondering if it felt so silky over the whole thing I moved my hands up and down. William closed his eyes, putting his head back against the post he was sitting against. It was so empowering and exciting to literally have this man in palm of my hands. As I stroked him, his penis would jump with eagerness and started to get wet from the top. I have to admit I was getting wet too. So many things were happening to me for the first time. I stood back up, watching William and started to slowly lift the skirt of my housedress. His eyes were glued to my legs as they became visible. I continued up until my panties showed and William's penis jumped. I couldn't believe my skinny little legs and small bottom would have such an impact. 

I didn't know where to go from there so I just kept going and lifted my dress up and over my head. I didn't have a bra on, really didn't need one, so I held my dress in front of me for a short minute hiding my small breasts and my nipples that had immediately got hard and erect. Realizing that was silly, I set the dress off to the side on the ground. There I stood in my white cotton panties, socks and tennis shoes. William eyes were moving quickly between my small breasts, my flat tummy, the top of legs and my panties. He continued to sit there on the ground with his legs stretched out in front of him and arms at his side. Only his wide eyes, gaping mouth and leaking penis showed his excitement. I had come this far so I continued on. I started to slide my panties off my hips, exposing my girl parts. By the time I got my panties below my knees, the rush of cool air between my legs and the exhilaration of revealing myself made me gush wetness from between my legs. My eyes fluttered a bit, my legs got weak and I sunk back down sitting on the top of his thighs again.

Once I gathered myself, I found that I was slumped over and face to face with William's penis. I was so consumed, both body and mind, it seemed the only thing to do was lean in and kiss it. It once again jumped from my touch. I had pretty much had forgotten about William for the moment, it was just me and "my" penis. I had never had a penis inside me before but I had this new aching that needed attention. I scooted forward with my knees on either side and sat directly on the middle of his length. I had his penis pinned between my crotch and his belly. As I slowly rocked, moisture collected. Before long, I was sliding back and forth pressing the girth of him into my vagina. My heart was pumping, my body was tingling and I got light in the head. I found myself spreading my knees wider and grinding my girl parts into the length of his penis. In my fervor I reached down between my legs gripping the head of this monster and pulled up, pressing it hard onto my sensitive front. Rolling my hips into this pressure point, I was flooded with sensation. My body shuddered uncontrollably, I gasped for air, and I squealed like an animal. The instantaneous surge and release of energy made me collapse onto William's chest. 

For the first time, William lifted an arm from his side and stroked my head and bare back with a comforting caress. It was such a warm and satisfying moment; I could have stayed in that position for the rest of my life. I finally sat up, realizing that I had just had my first real orgasm, even though I still hadn't had William's penis inside me. I looked down wondering if it was even possible and I decided I needed to try. I owed William that. Knowing that William would not take the lead, I was going to have to figure out how to make this happen. Still breathing hard, I got up off my knees and onto my feet still crouching down on his penis. With one hand on William's chest to keep balance, I slowly rose up and reached down, grabbing hold of the source of my excitement. Finally, I got high enough to place the penis straight up, positioned directly between my legs. Both William and I were focused on the point where we touched; he was so big that it almost looked like one of my skinny little thighs. 

Getting a good grip, I began to move his penis back and forth across my sex as I was squirming around on top as our connection was becoming electric. Adding pressure with the weight of my body, I was slowly loosening up around the mushroom head. I was shifting from side to side trying to open my tiny slit some more when the head slipped in just a bit. The blast of feeling was incredible; it took my breath away, like nothing I had ever felt before. The head wasn't even completely inside of me but William was already pressing up against the proof of my virginity. I knew that I had to get past this barrier and that it would probably hurt some but I was passionately determined. Nothing was going to stop me. I pushed down harder feeling my hymen tear, sending a shot of pain through my body. I gasped but the result was my vagina stretching around the head of William's manhood sending a tsunami of pleasure through me, overwhelming any sensation of pain. 

I had to just stay there for a moment with my feet flat on the ground on either side of William while sitting on the top of his manhood. My eyes finally unrolled from the back of my head and I could see that William was looking at me with a concern on his face. He was worried that he had hurt me. I gave him a reassuring half smile, half grimace and went back to work. Now with both hands reaching down between my legs grasping his penis, I slowly started pushing my way down his shaft. As I stretched myself around him, moving inch by inch, the sensation of being completely filled up, pressing against everything inside me, took me over the edge. Orgasms washed over me one after another. I was breathing in short rapid breaths in between groans. I threw my head back and had to shut my eyes tight because the lights in my head way too bright.

I finally reached as far as his penis would go although I still had both hands full of the rest of him. He was pressed up against the very top of my vagina. I had to will my wobbly legs to lift me up off of him. The moment his penis started to vacate me, the mushroom head rubbing it way out delivered overwhelming ecstasy. The electrical shock radiating from my girls part took my legs right out from under me. Only having my hand on his penis for balance, I tumbled backwards. My bottom plopped back onto his upper thighs and I fell onto my back on his outstretched legs. I knew William would have caught me if he could, but he was lost in his own pleasure. Still having his penis deeply inserted in me, the added pressure of it pressing upward against my sensitive parts exploded within me. All I could do is lay there, I couldn't move my body on the outside but my insides were spasming. My vagina was pulsing, throbbing around him, shooting an overwhelming combination of pleasure and pain throughout me. It was becoming too much for me. Orgasms after orgasm were flooding over me when everything went black.

When I came to, my arms were curled up in front of me and William was holding me tight against his chest. He was still inside me as I sat on his lap. Slowly rocking, he was moving gently inside of me. I felt like a child in a comforting warm embrace. I finally lifted my head and found William's loving eyes. Reaching up I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, really kissed him. As our mouths and tongues expressed our passion, I could feel William's penis unload its warm prize deep inside me.

EPILOGUE
William ruined me that night . . . so I married him. My brother got married to a local girl and they operate her family's nearby farm, William and I work ours. I finally got my bigger boobs but it took having kids to do it, two in fact. Not only is William a great dad and a loving husband, but it turns out that he is quite smart too. Our farm had never been so fruitful. Still, after all these years I haven't been able take all of William in me, no matter how hard I try. Although, I have gotten him all the way up my bottom which we both find exhilarating and with a fair piece of practice, I now get him all the way down my throat which thrills him immensely. I still love having sex in the barn, if just to get away from the kids and let loose. My favorite sex is sitting on my William's lap while riding the fields in our tractor. With both of us facing forward, I steer and he works the pedals. He is my very own, very large human vibrator. I will steer around the fields for hours aiming for all the bumps I can find. When we finally come back to the house spent and flushed, we have to try and convince the kids that plowing the fields is really hard work! 

I was born on this farm, and if I live my whole life and ultimately die here, it will be a fully and completely satisfied farm girl.