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B&W and Bi on the Farm

By: MrMature



This is a true story and I have decided to remain true to the actual events as best I can remember them. 

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I have always had voyeur tendencies. Not exclusively, but for as long as I can remember I have always gotten very excited at the sight of sexual activity. 

There were some good friends of our family that I always knew as "Uncle Bill" and "Aunt June". (I think June was, in reality, a cousin of my Dad's.) Anyway... they had a small farm in rural Alabama we used to visit. I loved my time there. There was a creek and pond to swim in. Two barns to explore (one was storage and the other housed a workshop). And about 50 acres of land to roam in. At the time of this story, Bill and June were in their late forties and had two children of their own, both of who were grown up and gone. Bill was under six feet tall and slender built June was not fat but she was not skinny either. She was more of a mature curvy type. She has shoulder length brown hair and full (not huge) breasts. She wore little makeup and was generally dressed in a house dress. Both were really nice, wonderful people that treated me as if I were their son. There was also a 40ish black man named Samuel who lived with his wife in a small house on the edge of Bill's property. Samuel helped Bill with farm chores. He was also an affable man with a big smile and raunchy sense of humor. 

The summer right after I turned 18 and graduated High School, I spent two weeks at their farm. I was excited to go because I knew this might be my last summer of leisure. The first few days were routine. I would help out with some light chores around the house or with the farm and then be set free in the afternoon to go swim, hike or relax. I especially liked that there were so many places for me to be alone to masturbate. Something I did daily. Sometimes two or three times a day. 

On about my 3rd day there I told Bill and June that I was going swimming. But the water was cooler than expected so I cut my swim short and headed to one of my favorite jack off spots, the storage barn. I slipped up a back path so I would not be seen (and interrupted). As I approached I noticed the back door was propped open, which was usually only done when someone was working inside. I also could hear that the exhaust fan in the loft was turned on to circulate air. Before I could retreat to an alternate site, I heard voices inside. I crept up to the door and peeked in. What I saw made me dizzy for a moment. 

Bill was naked and bent over a stack of hay bales with a blanket under him. Samuel was standing behind him, also naked, and slowly stroking his cock in and out of Bill's ass. I am guessing they had just started because Samuel appeared to still be working the length of his cock into Bill's exposed ass. While Bill groaned and grabbed the sides of the hay bales, Samuel had a hold of his hips and was talking while he slowly pulled partially out and pushed back in. 

As he worked, he talked... "Uh uh... You take it. You know you can. Oh that feels good. Glad you wanted to get corn holed today. My lady is on the rag and I was thinking I might have to empty my nuts by hand. But this is much better." 

Then he gradually picked up speed. I could see his long cock come almost all the way out of Bill's ass and then be buried back to the hilt. The skin color contrast of his black dick disappearing into Bill's white ass made the visual even more intoxicating. 

While Bill gasped and groaned, Samuel continued his relentless stroking and talking... "Oh man that is some good ass. You are tight! Might need some more lube in a minute."

Both men were sweating and grunting. Finally Bill managed to utter "Change. Change". Samuel took a step back and his dick slipped into full view. His cock was the largest one I had seen. He was a solid (and I do mean solid) nine inches. He was also pretty thick. I was astonished to think that would fit up an ass. But Bill seemed to be accommodating it quite well. 

Bill shifted around and lay on his back on top of the hay bales, with his legs up in the air. Samuel reach down and picked up a can of Crisco that had been at his feet the entire time (I hadn't even noticed it). He smeared some on Bill's ass and some on his own cock. As Samuel stood between Bills' legs and lined up his cock to reenter Bill's butt, I noticed Bill's dick for the first time. He was not as large as Samuel, but a very respectable six or so inches with a mushroom head. His cock was hard even though it had been untouched for the 15 or 20 minutes Samuel had been plowing him so far. 

In the new position Samuel became even more intense and increased the rate of his thrusting. He held Bill's feet up by the ankles which appeared to make it easier for him to fuck deep, hard and fast. His black ball sack slapped against Bill's butt cheeks as both men increased their grunts and noises. Bill had been tweaking and rubbing his own nipples but then he move one hand down to stroke his own cock. 

Samuel said "Come on now. Come on. You ready? I am about to dump my load. Come on. Get that cum out." Bill suddenly set almost upright and his cock released two or three pops of cum that landed on his chest and stomach. Samuel wrapped his arms around Bill's thighs and unleashed about eight or ten hard, slamming thrusts into Bills already well fucked ass. Samuel let out an "AWWWW... SHIT!!" And then stopped moving. 

Both men were still and gasping for breath. I suddenly realized they might see me now so I slipped away in a hurry. After I was a safe distance away, back at the creek, I realized how hard my own cock was. I pulled it out and came in just a few seconds of stroking. I jacked off two times before heading to the house. That night, while eating dinner and carrying on normal conversation, I kept looking at Bill and remembered him with a large black cock being run up his ass. 

I jacked off again after I went to bed.

B&W and Bi on the Farm Ch. 02



June's turn

One of the little pleasures I got on my visit to their farm was the occasions I could hear Bill and June having sex at night. I hadn't actually witnessed them, but there had been times I could hear them in their bedroom at night with the sounds of the bed springs gently creaking along with the grunts, groans and verbalizations that go with fucking. Generally after listening to these sessions, I would enjoy a good beat off while my fertile mind tried to imagine what June looked like when getting plowed. A few days after I witnessed the encounter between Bill and Samuel in the barn (B & W and Bi in the Barn) I got an answer. Just not the way I would have expected. 

Bill went into town once or twice a week to pick up needed supplies and attend auctions. A couple of times I went with him to break up the time spent on the farm. I had no idea what I had been missing. 

On this day I decided not to go. Bill got up and left early. June sent me out with a list of things to do and then told me I could go swimming after I got finished. She told me that Samuel would be over later in the day to take over the chores. I had been out of the house for nearly an hour when I realized I didn't have the key to a storage shed I needed to get into. As I made my way back to the house I noticed Samuel's pickup truck parked near the house. I found the front door was closed (very unusual for summer days). My curiosity was suddenly aroused and I eased the door open quietly. After I stepped into the living room, I begin to hear sounds and voices coming from the direction of the bedrooms. I quietly made my way down the hall, past the master bedroom, and found the sounds were coming from a guest room. I could distinctly make out the familiar voice of June, even though she sounded out of breath and excited. Mostly what she was "saying" was grunts, groans and "oh... oh... yes... yes... don't stop...keep going..." 

I peeked around the edge of the door and saw June bent over the side of the bed, facing away from me. Samuel was standing behind her, holding on to her hips and methodically moving his hips forward and back, driving his long cock into her. His low hanging, black ball sack was swaying with each thrust. "Oh yeah... uh huh... oh mama your shit is tight!" 

June was grabbing at the bed covers and alternately burying her face and raising her head to shake it back and forth. "Oh God! You go so deep." You are hitting bottom!" 

Samuel stopped and took a step back. "Turn over. I want to see those titties of your." I pulled back until I could barely see around the edge of the door as June rolled over on her back and raised her legs up. Her dark hair was a mess. Her tits appeared to be about 34c with large, hard, nipples. I caught a glimpse of the thick dark bush between legs and the gape of her pussy lips. Samuel crawled up on the bed on his knees and between her legs. She put her ankles on Samuel's shoulders as he placed his cock back inside her. As he slowly began his in and out movements, she gasped. Samuel said "Where's dat' boy at today? Don't need him coming in here." June replied "I gave him stuff to do down at the barn. He'll be gone for a couple of hours. I was SO annoyed when he didn't go into town today." 

Samuel continued his thrusting and gradually picked up speed. "Mmmmmm... That boy don't understand that he is interfering with your quality fuck time." 

Samuel leaned over and put his hands on the bed on either side of June. She reached up and began to rub her fingertips over his Samuel's nipples. "Well, we'll just have to make the best of the time we have." June placed her ankles behind Samuel's thighs and pulled him toward her. "Oh yeah. Now go faster. Yeah. That's it. Faster. Oh yeah... Oh yeah... oh yeah... " 

Samuel began to really slam into her pussy with that long, thick dick of his. Her gasps and cries were getting louder. The sounds of his hips hitting against her and the squish of her pussy around his thrusting dick was getting louder and more forceful. "GOD! How do you make that thing so hard? It feels like a steel rod in there," June gasped. 

June continued rubbing Samuel's nipples and thrust her hips back again him. "OH GOD... OH GOD... It's happening... It's happening... " She then had a rousing orgasm. Despite her attempts to muffle them, her cries were very audible. 

She went limp for a minute, gasping and sucking for air. "Oh lord. That's enough. I can't take any more of those today. You'll kill me. Three's enough." 

She managed to regroup and lick her fingertips and resume rubbing Samuel's nipples. "Now... You need to finish before we run out of time. We need to empty your sac." 

Her voice was more controlled and softer now... "Come on. Finish. Give it to me. Pump out your juice. Pump it... pump it... pump... come on..."

Samuel had been increasing his speed, but suddenly he slowed down but continued to thrust slowly as he cried out... "SHIT!! OH SHIT!! ..." It appeared that Samuel had his orgasm. He stopped moving and gasped for air. June when limp on the bed. 

I suddenly realized that they might now notice me. I began to move quietly away and make my way down the hall to the front door. I eased outside and headed for the barn. My heart was racing and my cock about to burst. I furiously jacked off, reliving the events I had just witnessed. And wondered at how Samuel seemed to move so easily from a man's ass to a woman's pussy. 

After a few minutes I saw Samuel walking out of the house and head for his truck. I started walking towards him. When he saw me he smiled broadly and said "Hey there my man. What are you up to?" I swallowed hard and replied "I need the key to the barn storage room." 

Samuel looked at me with a grin and said, "Yeah. I was just checking with the lady of the house to see what she needed tending to today."

I thought to myself... "Bet you did. Bet you did."