11 comments/ 78658 views/ 4 favorites Pitcher of Lemonade By: magmaman Shannon reached under the counter in her kitchen and got out the sack of Lemons she had bought a couple of days before. She carefully cut them in half, began to rotate them on the little juicer. She knew the crew working out in the hay fields would be thirsty, it was hot as blazes and had been for over a week now. The weather report showed no relief in sight, a good thing since there was now a full 180 acres of sweet hay lying on the ground. Her husband Norman would usually be in the North fields by now running the old Ford 3000 raking the crop into wind rows. That strip of land's crop was always the heaviest, the yields there easily twice per acre more than that of the rest of their acreage. A small creek ran out there, ending in a Beaver dam that gave them fits every year. That land held moisture in the soil very well, the tall grasses often reached well over five feet. They had tried trapping the Beavers, trying to shoot any of them was a waste of time because no one could get within a half mile before they would vanish. Taking out the 18 foot wide dam didn't work, in just a few busy nights they would put it right back up. The only thing to do was create a compromise. Five huge 30' long left over telephone poles from the local PUD took care of the problem, Norman had hauled them in from the storage yard. Those were free since power and phone lines were all going in underground, the left over poles couldn't be burned or disposed of due to the creosote, but they sure made good fence posts and bridge supports. They reached far enough up onto the banks on each side that they were nice and solid. Then he found some pressure treated beams that came from a barn salvage, four inches thick and varying lengths. The chain saw cut them off in 10' foot long pieces, Norman planned to spike those down to the long poles. It would make a perfect bridge, the Beavers would have their place and they could reach that last nine acres back there. Of course, Beavers tended to make their own decisions regarding things like that, but it was worth a try. Then one long pole had rolled out of place. Norman did everything he could think of to get it back into line and it kept slipping. With his tractor on one end of the bridge and the problem on the other he was at that for nearly half a day. Finally he threw a fit, grabbed the end of it and lifted it enough that he could get it over and into the right spot. Norman was an enormous man, 6' 3" feet tall and right at 270 pounds. The saying around their area was that when Norman grabbed something, it either came or it broke. But Norman wasn't that enormous, a 30' long creosoted telephone pole is on the heavy side. There likely wasn't another man in the entire County that could even begin to get one end of it off the ground, but he managed. Just as he dropped the end of the big pole back into place, he felt his back let go. When he was in his twenties he probably could have gotten away with something like that, now at 48 his big body just wasn't quite up to the task. Their two man crew, Charley and Daryl hauled Norman back to the house flat on his back on the hay wagon. Charley was in his fifties, without fail he had on a floppy black hat and a piece of straw stuck in his mouth. His grizzled features from countless hours out in the Sun were cratered with heavy lines, partially due to his constant smile. Daryl was younger, around 30 or so, he looked to be soft and pudgy, but he wasn't, not in the least. His legs were thick, his belly round, but he worked like a Dog and ate about the same way. When Shannon showed up with food, she never had to take any back home because Daryl would eat everything in sight. A platter of a dozen sandwiches were three for Norman, one for Charley, Daryl took care of the rest, no problem at all. There was lots of teasing about that while they sat under the big Red Alder trees by the creek eating lunch. "One leg full, starting in on t'other!" Charley would wisecrack, his dessert being a piece of nearby straw. "Man's gotta eat to work!" Daryl would say, digging out the slice of pickle and eating it first. "Don't see how ya can even move after that. Hey, want me to catch you one of them Beavers?" "You get one, I'll eat it!" Daryl would grin. "No wonder ya ain't got no wife, ya probably eats them instead of beddin' them." "Oh, I eat some of them, all right!" Daryl would fire right back, then look at Shannon and blush. They would all laugh, it was easy to make Daryl blush. It was always constant lighthearted banter that turned to some kind of sexy teasing whenever Shannon was around. Of course the way Shannon always looked created a tendency for them to make sexy wisecracks, and she delighted in their antics. Men always looked her up and down with interest, she was completely used to that and comfortable with the men. Everything was fine though, between the two of them and Norman, everything got done around the ranch. Now Norman was hurt, down for what looked to be quite some time. There was no choice, it was hire more crewmen to handle the crops or leave it to rot. It would take two good men to cover the work that Norman did by himself, at least. They already had Charley and Daryl, so Shannon went down to the feed store and hired 2 more men to come out and help. There were always slips of paper with names and phone numbers for men looking for work. Ten bucks an hour for a 12 hour day, paid in cash meant that part was no problem. Everyone in the County knew all about Shannon's huge plates of sandwiches, platters of fried chicken, her homemade Lemonade. Plus there were a few stories going around about Shannon and the way she looked a majority of the time, so many men were eager to have a few days work. There just was never any way to miss seeing her big breasts and large nipples poking at the front of her outfits, she didn't even own a bra. "Feed'em good, they works good!" Norman always told her in his odd southern slang. So she did her very best with the food, appreciating the thanks they always gave her combined with sideways glances at her big mature body. It didn't hurt one bit that her husband Norman enjoyed the way she looked, those long hot days of Summer were the best times. Shannon's body moved under the cloth enticingly and many times Norman had stopped the tractor and they ended up in the bushes just from watching her come across the fields. Sweat would soak the cloth between her breasts, causing the material to stick to her. She would reach down and tug it loose and flap it back and forth, knowing full well that this would get Norman going. Shannon was getting older, so it tickled her to see those glances, especially the looks she got from the younger field hands. They always hired a couple of young men to stack, and the younger men nearly without fail spent a lot of time checking Shannon out when she was in the field. Shannon was a big gal, pendulous breasts that hung down, her huge black nipples obvious under the cloth. She enjoyed the feeling she got when the crew looked her over, it made her horny and she would take that out on her husband the first chance she got. She was just one of those kinds of woman, she was perfectly aware that her body was covered but on display, she delighted in that, and had long since given in to being the way she was. +++ When she was young, her body was spectacular, giving off an earthy sexiness that was hard to describe. Time and gravity had taken their toll, of course. She never bothered with underwear most of the time, just in the winter months when she wore rather heavy white panties. Sometimes she would toss on a sweater when she went out to the barns for something. She used to wear jeans but over time she got bigger and none of them would fit, so rather than spend hard to come up with money she just made herself some pullover dresses out of heavier cloth for the cooler days. Her Summer garb would be best described as flimsy. It was always hot as hell this time of year, Shannon was comfortable in those big loose outfits. Some of them had sleeves, some of them didn't for the really hot days. A few of them she made so loose around the armholes that the openings were almost to her waist. That was spectacular when the breeze was blowing, the material flopping around all over the place, the sides of her big breasts poking out the sides. Even around the crew, she never bothered to act concerned about that at all. She knew very well that they saw her bare breasts, even her nipples from time to time, and she liked that. She was careful about her lower body usually, she knew they could tell she was naked under the sack dresses, so she kept her hem down and her legs together. Shannon also didn't bother to shave her armpits, which everyone knew from watching her work in the gardens. If she was out there pulling weeds the crew would often come up with excuses like needing some tool, so they could head for the barn. Shannon would be out there on her hands and knees, acting like she didn't even notice them, but she did. She loved to wear the sack dresses, knowing anyone who looked could see most of her breasts swinging back and forth. Charley would look at her and grin, Daryl usually blushed. +++ She had found out that she loved to be looked at way back in college when she had stopped one day on the way to class and put her foot up on a low concrete wall to retie her shoes. Two young men were sitting on a blanket not ten feet away, she saw them react and it took a moment for her to understand that they had seen her pantie when she hiked up her long skirt. Her body had flushed, then suddenly overwhelmed with excitement she pretended to ignore them and shifted her other leg up there, hiking her hemline even higher. That day she had barely made it to the woman's room and got the door closed, her hands instantly went inside her panties. The vision of those two young men and their big eyes staring caused her to explode in a way that was new to her. Up until that moment she had always been conservative, after all, her Mother had taught her that good girls did not let boys look up their dresses. All boys were naughty, her Mother said. It was just in their nature. But Norman saw her naked hundreds of times and he wasn't naughty, at least that is what she thought way back then. Shannon already knew that she liked it when boys looked at her breasts but that wasn't her fault. She had no way to hide them at all. That day changed her, she began to wear her dresses without panties. No one knew of course, but she did and it kept her in a nearly constant state of excitement. She also realized that the boys began to notice her more, she wasn't sure why but she loved that, also. +++ Shannon finished the Lemonade, making it on the weak side because if it was too strong the men could get upset stomachs. She put in just enough sugar to take the bite out of the sour fruit, adding a dash of brown sugar also. Then she went in and checked on Norman. He lay there on his back, as long as he didn't move things were fine, the slightest attempt to turn over onto his side and he would groan. Shannon was still in her nightgown, when she leaned over him to give him a kiss, Norman reached out to fondle one of her heavy naked breasts. "Uhhh...!" He let out a moan, but hefted her big boob anyway. He looked Shannon up and down, even after over two long decades of marriage and flat on his back in agony this woman still turned him on. She just smiled and tugged the covers down, leaning over to take care of him. She had caught herself one hell of a man here, and would do just about anything to keep him happy. The first few times she had tried to slide her lips over his erection were a struggle, but over the years she had learned and could get nearly half of it down her throat. That was so much fun, and feeling her husband spasm into her mouth often caused her to orgasm herself. Norman seemed very content when she finished, she sat and watched him until he dozed off. Then she went in and dressed, selecting one of her sack dresses that had the huge arm holes. The four men out in the field would be all hot and sweaty, and she was really in the mood since it had been several days since Norman could take care of her. She had plans, she knew the men would look her over, then she would go back and tell Norman all about it. Without fail, that would get him hard as a rock. Norman had a little streak of perversion in him about that, and Shannon didn't mind that one bit. +++ When she was young her body was firm and solid, blessed with big heavy breasts and those long nipples that poked out, even when she was wearing a bra. Shannon was a large woman even then, nearly 5' 10". Just 140 pounds while in college, she had blossomed out to a solid and curvy 160. Her body was soft as butter on the outside and solid muscle underneath, except for her hands. Her hands were as hard as Norman's were from hours of working in the fields. They had been buddies as children, growing up together as farmer's kids, half wild. They got used to being naked around each other early on from skinny dipping in the creek. Even older, when they both grew pubic hair and Shannon began to fill out, they both thought nothing at all of being naked, splashing each other down in the creek. Back then Norman had looked at her a lot, but he never said anything about it. Nothing at all happened, sex really didn't even cross their minds. They both knew all about sex, from being constantly around animals on the farm. Being naked was interesting, that was all. Sex was just breeding, that was something people did after they got married, no different than putting the right Bull into the right pasture with the right Cows. Their conservative upbringing had pounded that into both of their heads. +++ After getting out of high school, the idea of them getting married and carrying on the family farming tradition was a given. But Shannon had gone on to college, those were some long hard years for Norman. Norman had dated a few of the other local women, but none came even close to Shannon. For one thing, they all wanted stuff. They wanted fancy clothes and fancy cars, partying and all of that. Norman wanted to raise his Cows, harvest the crops, find him a good woman to work by his side, have kids and live like he was used to. Norman had really planned on asking Shannon to be his bride, but she had gone off to college. Life goes on, so he did look around some. +++ Right in that period while Shannon was gone, Norman's Mom came down sick. His Dad had passed a couple of years before. In the space of less than one miserable week, he was running the old farm by himself with his small crew. Shannon made the trip back for the funeral, but the situation didn't lend itself to them getting together. All he got was a tearful hug from her, then once again she was gone. That was when the local women came out of the woodwork, the huge farm was worth one heck of a lot of money. Most of the women were so silly that he just ignored them, but there was one woman named Tina he really liked. She was the daughter of the Bank president in town. The rest didn't get very far with him, plus most couldn't deal with his gruff manner and he tended to scare them. Just a tiny slip of a thing, Norman could reach all the way around Tina's waist with his big hands. She was the woman he found out about sex with, she had plans for him and in very short order went for it. The first step was to use her sexuality to get him hooked, the next step was to convince him to sell off the farm, then it would be comfort and a fun life. Even if things didn't work out long term, she planned on getting a pretty big chunk of everything anyway. Her Mom spent a lot of time teaching her the tricks she had used to catch her Dad. Her Mom had even insisted that Tina go on to college, that kept some cash coming in from her ex husband for a few years longer. Tina's Mom had never remarried, the alimony checks were enough and she planned on keeping things that way. Norman did notice that Tina was home every weekend, a bit odd since her school was 400 miles one way. Her Mother had pointed out Norman to Tina, with all of that land and equipment, he was a clear target. "A few years with him to get settled in is all it will take, honey. Then if you want to do something else, you will be set for life. You will need to bed him, but that's just the way things work." She told Tina. Tina understood that perfectly, so she set out to fuck Norman senseless, get him to marry her. It turned out to be not that hard to get Norman into bed. On the very first of their dates she made sure he got to see her nipples a few times when she leaned forward to say something. That worked very well, Norman definitely showed interest but he never really did anything. So she kissed him good night after that first date, on the second one she kissed him several times. Then after about four dates she was kissing him good night and put her hand right on his crotch. Tina was mildly startled when she felt that thing begin to get hard. Norman responded just like he was supposed to, reaching up to fondle her breasts. She had him down on his back within minutes of getting inside the house, only having a moment of hesitation when she looked down and saw what appeared to be a double bladed axe handle sticking up. Norman wasn't built anything at all like any of the other boys around town. That was amazing, Norman was around 270 pounds and Tina might weigh 105 on a good day. It was obvious very quickly that Tina had some pretty clear ideas of what to do already, yet still she had one hell of a time dealing with him. The truth there is that for a short while that evening she lost track of the plan, she really liked the idea of what was going to happen. Even excited, naked and dripping and up on top of him, it took her a full half hour to finally manage to work all of Norman's cock inside her. Norman it seemed was enormous everywhere, and the other truth is it hurt like hell. That got better after a few times, and Norman was even beginning to think maybe he and Tina could have a life together. Tina was thinking that while sex with Norman was OK, she was wishing he would be done after just one time. With him it was nearly always twice and a couple of times it was three. This was becoming just plain work and every single time she felt like she had just given birth to a watermelon for a day or two. Tina actually liked a couple of the guys she saw back at school better than Norman, when she made love to Norman she always ended up sore. She also noticed that when she was in bed with Johnny Talbert, the guy she was dating at college, he now lasted very long, having trouble getting any sensation. One day she caught Johnny with her room mate and there was an argument. That was the end of that. Tina did not like not being totally in control of things. But Norman liked her and he had all that land and property, plus she knew darned good and well what he was thinking. Johnny Talbert's family only owned a couple of gas stations, Norman had lots more assets. She had him fairly well hooked, and knew he was thinking about marriage. Tina was thinking that, also. Everything was going right according to plan, that's when she made the mistake. They were standing looking in the window at the jewelry store, she had pointed to some rings that she said she really liked. Norman almost choked when he saw the price tag, it was enough to cover the cost of a new John Deere tractor, and some attachments. "That's kinda expensive." He muttered. Pitcher of Lemonade "Oh, it's not so bad." She answered, putting her arm around his waist. Then she mentioned to him that WHEN he sold the farm they would have lots of money and could travel and do whatever they wanted he suddenly had second thoughts. Norman wasn't stupid, he got that part. Sell the farm? Norman had no plans to do that at all. After some discussions, and a few harsh words, Tina ended up with the son of the man who owned the Ford dealership, Norman just went back to work. +++ It was only a few weeks later when Shannon came home. Norman looked up from the post hole he was digging. Here she came down the mile long dirt road driving the little Ford tractor, jerking the steering wheel back and forth trying to keep it going more or less straight. She shut the rattling old thing off with a hiss, jumped off and ran over and hugged him. All she had on was a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, her big nipples poking out the front of it. Norman suddenly felt all warm and good inside, it was hard not to with her big bare breasts pressed against his chest. She stopped and looked into his eyes when she felt him go hard from being pressed against her. Of course she already knew all about the weapon Norman had between his legs, trying that out popped right into her mind and it wasn't more than a half dozen hours later and she was doing exactly that. By then she knew that while she had been gone off to college, she had found herself thinking about Norman a lot. Norman found out about the difference between sex for fun and sex with love involved. He looked at her standing in front of him naked and unashamed, her eyes wild. His mind felt just like it did that time he rode the thing that went round and round at the County Fair years back. He had seen Shannon naked so many times before when they went skinny dipping. Things had obviously changed. Before, she had walked around naked like it was normal, now she stood there obviously wanting him to look at her. Letting Norman see her like that, her legs open, her inner pussy completely on display caused Shannon to orgasm before he even touched her. Then she sat on him and slid him inside her. Unlike doing it with Tina, it slid right in. It was a mind numbing experience for her, also. +++ One short month later they got married. Everybody from miles around showed up for that, they held the party in the barn. As the party went on, the upper hay loft got used quite a bit. There was still a dozen or so men and women both sleeping out there the next morning around 10, something that didn't happen much with farm folks but 4 kegs of beer took the edge off of anyone getting up early. Even Tina showed up, practically dragging the skinny guy with pimples she had hooked up with. Norman noticed he was driving a brand new Mustang, a fancy looking yellow one. That night he had danced with Tina once, but then he danced with nearly every woman there, including a few of the wives of his neighbors. Tina had leaned in close and mentioned that if he ever got bored, he could drop by any time. Norman didn't answer her. Then he danced with Joe Bascomb's wife, she was a big work hardened girl, wearing a white top that her nipples showed right through. She had big breasts herself, and mashed them right up against his chest. She smiled and whispered to him that if he was ever in the mood for some "extra fun" as she put it, to come on by any time. Norman didn't answer her, either. Shannon was also out on the dirt dance floor, laughing and having fun. None of the menfolk had enough nerve to try and dance very close with her, Norman was just too big. Then the fiddle player started in on a hot number and they all did the line dances. It was one hell of a party. Later that night Norman and Shannon had sneaked off to the house, planning on finding out about each other a bit more. All hell broke loose outside, the people did that to everybody at every wedding, beating trash can lids and yelling at the top of their lungs. A few of them were bellowing, pretending to be cows, one man sounded so much like a Mule that Norman dang near got up to go look. Shannon had just taken off her blouse, Norman was lying back on the bed, enjoying the hell out of the way she looked. Shannon was eyeballing his weapon which was sticking straight up, damn she loved that thing. They both giggled at the antics of their neighbors, that was all in good fun. +++ When it finally got quiet outside, she and Norman made love for the first time as a real married couple. Being a big gal already, Shannon managed to handle him much easier than Tina had, Norman was glad for that. She had even bled a little bit that first time a month or so back, he was pleased to see that, it made him feel sure he was her first and only. Shannon never bothered to tell him any different, he never asked, either. She did know about Tina, though, Norman had mentioned it. Shannon didn't really care, Tina was long gone now. Norman was all hers, the way things were supposed to be. There had been just two boyfriends back in college, neither one of them held a candle to Norman. The right Bull with the right Cow, just the way it is in farm country. +++ That began their life together, working as a team. Norman loved the way his woman looked working out in the garden, sweat streaming off of her body as she tossed heavy hay bales with ease. Her big heavy breasts hung down, swaying, she now never bothered with a bra since it was too much trouble. She did put on a leather apron to protect herself from the sharp grass, it didn't hide anything though. Shannon usually wore those long granny type dresses even in their first years together, shapeless things made from flour sacks. The cloth was tough and wore like iron, and they all had flower prints on them. His Mom had dressed the same way, in the storeroom were stacks and stacks of them. His Mother had carefully removed the stitching and washed them, folding the cloth and storing it. Lately the grain and flour sacks came made of paper, a damn shame. Nobody was ever going to make any clothes out of those things. For some strange reason, Shannon looked sexy as hell in those simple outfits. Her big hips and large breasts moved easily under the cloth, more than one field hand took a second long look at her. In town at the general store, people took note also. It was impossible to miss her big heavy breasts with the huge nipples poking out of the cloth. Norman liked that, he was proud of her. Even now, coming up on 47 years old and having dropped two fine sons both off to the Army, her body was about the same. Maybe just an extra dozen pounds or so, which all went to her hips and her breasts. Even the way she smelled when she came in soaked in sweat from working outside got him going. Sometimes he would tickle her under the mass of hair in her armpits while tugging at her boobs like he was trying to milk her. She loved to sit naked and cross legged in front of him and play with his big erection, she had magic hands and could give him orgasms that were often three in a row, each one stronger than the one before. Things like that happened usually after there had been some teasing going on, those were the best times. Shannon was completely aware that men took notice of her and she had discovered one day in town that if she did let someone get an extra look, it got Norman all excited. She took that right in stride, not minding doing things like that one bit since it also excited her. But she was always more careful when the crew was around. Teasing happened in town mostly. The crew was different, they needed them to work and it just wouldn't do to have any of them getting ideas. ++ Those little teasing situations began one day by accident. Up until that day it was just the guys seeing her working in the gardens and around the barns, they got glimpses of her boobs from time to time but that was all. In town the loose sack dresses both hid her body and showed it off. That day down at the fueling station Norman was having old Sam the owner fill up his John Deere. It was easier to just drive it down there and fill the tank rather than wrestle the full barrels of fuel around since it was just a few miles. Norman kept a spare five gallon can of Diesel on hand for just in case, the rest of the rigs were all gasoline powered. Shannon had gone along with him, standing beside the seat on the axle pad as he poked along at about 5 miles per hour. Usually she stood behind with her feet on the pad of the draw bar, but the power takeoff had been acting up a little, rotating when it wasn't supposed to, and he didn't want her to get her dress caught in it. Norman told her to ride up on the axle beside the seat, there was a riding pad there also, and the big fenders covered the rear tires nicely. But to stop any chance of the long hem of her dress getting caught in anything she tugged it way up and tied it at her hip. Her big bare legs showed all the way to almost where her underwear would have been if she had any on. Norman didn't even think about that, neither did Shannon, she was just keeping her dress out of the huge rear tires and the control handles. She rode around with him on the farm all the time but this was the first time she stood way up high beside him. It never registered on her just how high up in the air she was standing there. Old Sam came right out when he pulled in. He glanced up at Shannon standing there and blinked a couple of times. "Hi, Norman, hi, Shann...." Sam came to a dead stop. Shannon grabbed the fender and climbed down right in front of Sam. It was a very big step, the tractor had huge rear tires on it. Norman saw that her dress was halfway up over her ass, her right leg way up high on the tractor, her left leg stretched out feeling for the ground. It took several seconds, even with Shannon having very long legs it was quite a reach. Her foot was a good 12 inches short of reaching with both hands on the fender. Finally with one hand grasping the fender, she felt the ground and stepped down. Sam saw that too, except he was right in front of her not three feet away. His eyes dropped down to where it was obvious that he could see her hairy pussy, then his eyes widened in surprise and his face turned bright red. Shannon had a set of wrinkled pussy lips on her that hung down a good inch and half, from Norman making good use of them with his over sized cock many times. Even with the mass of black pubic hair, there was no hiding her big lips, not stretched out like that. That just did not register on her, all she was doing was climbing down. Old Sam was getting one hell of a closeup beaver shot. Shannon spotted the look on Sam's face, realized and quickly untied her dress and slid it down. She felt that almost instant flood of excitement knowing Sam had seen her like that, seen everything. Men had seen her naked pussy a couple of times, she always before had known about it and even allowed it to happen, but somehow it being an accident like that turned her on beyond belief. Sam stood there stammering, so she just smiled sweetly, looked back at Norman who had a huge grin on his face, and she went inside. That really didn't embarrass her any, just like back in college when she had let her boyfriend fuck her right out in the living room in front of several people. There were three other women and a half dozen men from the college in the room at the time and several were making out. That time she had been a little bit drunk which eased some of her inhibitions, and when the young man had begun to play with her boobs one thing led to another. First one breast was exposed, then the other, everyone sat and watched except for another couple on the other couch that were doing the same thing. She saw the other young man's penis when the girl pulled his briefs down, it was long and thin with a very large head, she enjoyed seeing him like that. It was interesting, there was no skin on the end of it like a few others she had seen, including Norman's back home. She looked down at her boyfriend, he had a foreskin. One of the other boys unzipped his pants and began to stroke himself, she watched that in a haze for awhile. Some of the others had been smoking some of that weed and it was affecting her also, she knew that. She had seen several of the other men there move around to get a better look at her between her legs when her boyfriend began to tug her panties down. She always wore them when out on a date, she liked it when her boyfriend tugged at them. Excited at being exposed like that, she simply opened her legs as far as she could so they could see her clearly. She had felt a flood of excitement at them looking at her, and allowed the boy to fondle her and spread her wet lips open. Then he climbed up on top of her and put it in, it just slid in easily all the way. She could see the others over his shoulder, staring at them. That was nice, she even managed a mild little climax. The young man didn't last very long, maybe two minutes at the most. Then she watched the other guy as he reached his own climax. He reached down and pinched the end of his foreskin shut to keep from spurting out and it swelled up as it filled with his fluids. Then he jumped up and went into the kitchen holding himself like that, to get a paper towel. Shannon giggled at that, it was funny. But later, when the one boy was done and another tried to take his place, she put a stop to that. She had felt her boyfriend slide out and get up, and she was laying there with her eyes closed, basking in the sensations, her legs still widely spread. Then she felt something and opened her eyes, one of the other boys was on top of her, his naked member poking at her trying to find her opening. She pushed on his shoulders and he fell back, then she got up quickly. One of the other girls reached out and took hold of him instead, so Shannon slipped into the bathroom to clean up. Some of the other girls in college would take on nearly anybody, Shannon was all right having sex with her boyfriend but that was it. Later, she quietly left, by then everyone was busy and didn't notice. Shannon was more careful after that, she never drank again. Things happened when she drank, way more than she really intended. In all the time she spent in school, there was only two she let do it to her. The second boyfriend was way bigger, but she found herself thinking of Norman as the young man pounded away at her for almost a half hour. Even at that, she didn't reach her own climax, and even though they were in bed together many times, she never did with him. For nearly a full semester they did it several times a week, each time was the same. After she came home one afternoon early and her boyfriend was there with another woman, that ended. The last year and a half she didn't date anyone at all. Shannon knew there was something missing in her life. In the back of her mind was Norman, she often wondered about him, how he was doing. +++ Both her husband Norman and Sam still had obvious erections when she came back out from the store that day at the fueling station. Shannon's nipples had hardened and were making huge lumps in the front of her dress. Sam was just done filling the tank, he stood there almost expectantly. Shannon looked up at Norman, from his expression she knew he was turned on, and the truth is that she wanted to climb right up onto the tractor seat and get him inside her. She hesitated for a moment. Norman just grinned at her, a sparkle in his eyes. She shot him a questioning look, he just nodded. Understanding passed between them, that was the exact moment Shannon became an even more full blown exhibitionist. With a small giggle, she just bent over and hiked up her dress, holding it up with one hand while she lifted up her leg and climbed back up on the rear axle. Her back was to Sam, but she knew he could see everything, her most private parts clearly. He was standing less than three feet away from her bare behind. She took her damned sweet time about that too, stretching out her leg high to reach the tractor axle, then reaching down to tug up her hemline making sure that old Sam got a real good look. A quick glance at her husband showed his eyes were locked right on her wide open vagina. Sam was directly behind her this time, she even sensed that he leaned forward to look. She knew he was looking directly up between her legs, her left upper leg was on the tractor axle, her lower right leg on the ground. "Need a hand?" Sam managed to ask. His voice was almost a squeak. "Sure!" She answered, glancing at her husband who grinned even more broadly. Sam reached out and put his hand right on her bare left buttock, pushed. For just an instant, she felt his fingertips touch her bare pussy, sliding right across the slippery flesh, then she was up on the pad. That excited her so much that her legs felt weak, for a moment she had a struggle even getting up there. Once settled on the axle pad, she tugged her dress up and tied her hemline again, this time placing the knot at her hip and higher than before. This left it fully open at the front, she turned Sam's way. His eyes were locked on her crotch, his face now flaming red. Then she just stood there calmly sipping on a soda she had bought, while Norman signed the fuel ticket. She had tugged her hem up high enough that she knew her pussy was still completely on display, then stood there like she had no idea at all how much old Sam could see. They didn't make it all the way back to the farm, Norman pulled off into a little side road and they went into the bushes where he took things out on her with no mercy. "Did you know Sam could see all the way up your dress?" He asked her after, his big hands fiddling with her nipples. "No kidding. It took me a second at first, but then I realized. Did you get upset?" She asked with a little teasing tone in her voice, knowing darned good and well he didn't. "Naw. That was a kick in the ass, I thought the old fart was going to choke there for awhile." "It was funny, wasn't it?" "Yea, and hot, too. Then you came right back out and did it again! Hell, he could see all the way to your butt hole! I swear, he darn near finger fucked you!" He laughed. "I don't know why I did that, it was just that...." "Hell, honey, I don't know why either but you sure do get my dick going when you tease like that!" Shannon giggled as he tickled her under her armpits, knowing that got her going. "I bet me a half ton of hay that Sam has his pecker in his hand right about now!" Norman roared at the idea. Shannon laughed at that too, then she sat up and began to rub Norman's big cock with both hands. "Now I have your pecker in MY hands!" She told him. Even being a large woman she couldn't get her fingers all the way around the thing with just one hand. Norman used her big soft titties that time, on his knees sliding himself back and forth as she licked the end of it each time he thrust. She had both hands holding her boobs together, then he fired one off, making a mess all over her face and the tops of her breasts. She sat up and wiped it off herself with a finger, flicking his sperm out into the bushes. Then she looked over, Norman was still half hard. That got her to giggling again, lord did she love this man! "We better get going, we will never get any work done at this rate." She smiled, happy and satisfied. She picked up her dress and dropped it over her head in one smooth motion. There was an older couple that had pulled off into the wide spot in the road, parked right by the John Deere. They looked up at Shannon and Norman as they came out and climbed on the tractor. Pitcher of Lemonade "Well, I never!" The woman sputtered as the old man just stared at them in shock. Norman touched the button and they took off down the road, both of them laughing like maniacs. +++ Many times after that, whenever Norman went to town to get fuel, she rode along with him. She let old Sam get lots more good looks, then he had a hired kid that came out one day so she let him have a look, also. The kid got so flustered that he spilled fuel all over the place, apologizing and grabbing a rag to wipe it up. That stuff was fun and she could pretend that she had no idea at all, the big plus was it got Norman so hot that most of the time they stopped at the wayside on the way back, nearly every time when it was nice and warm out. A few times they even stopped when it was cold. +++ One time when they were both barely 40 it was hot as blazes out again, Shannon went out to the sheds to get some eggs. She had on one of the sack dresses with huge oversize armholes that came almost to her waist. She liked those, they let the breeze in. Norman looked up to see her leaning over picking up the eggs, Charley was just coming out of the barn with the fence stretching tool. He looked over and saw her, with the Sun behind her Shannon might as well have been stark naked. Charley stopped and looked, her big long nipples were plain as day swinging naked, even the thick mass of pubic hair showed clearly when she stood back up. Then she gathered up the hem of her dress to hold the Eggs. The dark mass of her pubic hair came into view, that time was an accident. There was no hiding those big pussy lips of hers, with the sunlight coming in between her legs Charley saw everything. She just grinned at him and headed back to the house. Seeing Charley get a good look at his wife got Norman all fussed up, he got to the house at the same time Shannon did. She had never really let any of the crew ever see her before, she always worried about that since it might affect their work. It was a wonder none of the eggs got broken considering the way Norman went after her. After, Shannon was lying there naked, Norman was lightly stroking her large protruding lips. Those had developed over many years of regular lovemaking, his very large erection was the cause, he knew. That and two strapping sons. One of them had been almost ten full pounds, the second one topped eleven pounds by a couple of ounces. Both of them slid right out without much of an effort. "Easiest delivery I ever did in my life!" Doc Barker told them, looking at the heavy and fat baby he was holding by it's feet. By then it was yelling it's head off. Then he handed the child to the nurse, looked at Shannon laying there with her legs spread out. "That thing is sure designed to squirt out the young'uns!" He wisecracked. +++ Doc Barker was from the old school, after doing a delivery he always set up heat lamps, and had the mothers lie there naked with their legs splayed out, the light shining right on them. "This is real good for healing." He told them. The truth is he liked to look at all the bare pussies, sometimes he had two or three of the women in there at once. He always had the nurses shave them bare, then he kept them separated with little curtains that drew out facing the center of the room. Anyone who walked in could see right in there. One of Doc Barker's little kicks was visiting hours, he would send in the husbands to see their wives while they were lying there like that. After the first child, Shannon was in there all by herself, but the second time there was another woman directly across from her, also under one of the heat lamps. Shannon found out from visiting with her that her name was Janice Carlton, they had just moved to town a few months back. They were chatting away when Norman came in, Janice's husband Larry was right behind him. Both women lay there with their legs spread under the lamps. Norman looked over at Janice, realized and politely turned his back. She blushed furiously, just then Larry walked in, looked over at Shannon and turned his back, too. Doc Barker came in a couple of minutes later, began asking the women how there were doing. He had one hell of a big grin on his face. Larry kept looking first at his wife and then over at Shannon, Norman was trying to be polite by keeping his back turned. Larry was glancing over so much that Shannon saw his wife Janice getting a little bit pissed off. "It sure does feel strange to be lying here like this with three men in here, doesn't it?" She called out to Shannon, who just giggled. Larry looked over at Shannon again, his eyes locked between her legs. Doc Barker was pretending to be busy taking Shannon's blood pressure at the time, but he was really watching for the husband's reactions. She caught Larry's glance and grinned at him. Norman gave her a grin. "Introduce me to your husband, Shannon, I want to shake his hand!" Janice called out, sounding mildly irritated. Shannon did, Norman was forced to turn and walk over beside the bed. "Glad to meet you, come on out to the farm and visit any time." He told Janice. "Love to!" She told him, opening her legs even farther. Larry got a flushed look on his face at that, but he quit sneaking looks at Shannon. When it came time to leave, Norman leaned down to give Shannon a kiss. When he turned around, Janice was still lying there wide open. She grinned at him. "We will come visit, it sounds like fun!" She told him. Norman couldn't help himself either, he took another quick glance at her hairless pussy. It looked completely different than Shannon's, he noted she had a few stitches but Shannon had none at all. +++ Later, after Shannon was home, he asked her about Doc Barker. The guy seemed to have a very relaxed bedside manner. "I think he enjoys his work very much!" She told him. "What do you mean?" "Well, when he does the exams, the pelvic? He really does take his time." She laughed. "Really? Does he get out of line? Maybe you need a different Doctor?" "No, not really. It's just that he looks a lot and touches a lot, but he really is a good Doctor." Norman decided to let that slide, but that had been something different, two naked women right there and no one concerned at all about people running in and out. +++ Then there was that day when Charley saw her out gathering the eggs. That was the first time he had seen that part of her body. Norman delighted himself in that part of her body, he could easily look at her and play with her for hours and would if he didn't have so much work to do. "What got into you, honey?" She asked him, already knowing. Norman had just finished taking her in the middle of the afternoon, something that was rare for him. So he told her, explaining that seeing Charley catch her looking like that turned him on. Shannon laughed, thinking that was funny. But from then on she managed to have a few little accidents like that around the farm hands, although nothing really blatant like she did in town. The look in his eyes when she did something was almost enough to make her climax, and many of those times Norman would get down and lick and nuzzle at her. By now she knew that situations like that got Norman up and roaring to go, he already was anyway but those times he got even harder. Her own orgasms when they made love like that were the really intense ones. Even if Norman wasn't around to see anything, she would tell him later in complete detail, and his reaction was always the same. In fact, telling him the stories seemed to fuss him up even more so she spent a lot of time telling them to him, even repeating the nastiest ones. The only ones she never told him about were the brief experiences back in college. Norman was convinced that she had come to him pure, and he was so happy and proud of that, that she simply let that be. She had come very close a couple of times to telling him, but just could not. +++ That was part of why she headed out to the fields wearing nothing but one of her sack dresses. It was one of those with the oversize armholes, so she wore it just to tease the crew a little bit. Norman couldn't be there since he was hurt, but she planned on teasing a little bit, then going back to tell him all about it. Doing that had become pretty much normal, even if Norman wasn't around all she had to do is tell him about it and she got the exact same reactions from him. But usually it was just leaning over with her bare titties moving around, things like that. This time she had carefully checked herself out in the mirror, since she had four strapping men out there to tease. As she drove up in the little Ford tractor, Charley and Daryl were working on the noisy old New Holland baler. One of the slides had jumped the track, it had been doing that right along but now was getting to be a pain in the ass. The drag fingers on the slide of the old machine had broken off during the jam up, they would need to pull the arm off and weld on new ones. The machine would drop around 30 to 40 of the big 70 pound hay bales, then jam up. Charley was down on his knees dragging hay out of the reels, she looked over and the two young men, Hank and Disco were stacking bales on the flat bed trailer. "I made some sandwiches, and some drinks." She called out. All four of them gathered around, grabbing the Egg salad sandwiches as she poured tall ice cold glasses of lemonade for them. She also had a jug of ice water for Daryl, he didn't like Lemonade. "Gonna have to pull off that knotter slide plate and go weld up some bracing for it, the thing is almost plumb wore out." Charley told her in his deep southern drawl. "Norman won't be able to fix that, he is still real sore." She told him. "I can weld." The young man that called himself Disco said. "You sure?" She asked. "Yep, I learned how in school, I can make that." "OK. Let's give it a try, we can't keep jamming up all the time." Shannon was leaned back against the tractor wheel on the big John Deere, the engine idling with a steady throb. She noticed the young man looked her up and down, she smiled to herself at that. It was nice to have a young fellow like that take notice. Charley always did but he was five years older than she was, and Daryl always looked at her too. Usually his face flushed and he looked away. She was used to them, the two new men she wasn't used to. She decided to play a little bit, so she walked around to the front of the big baling machine, pretending to take a look at it. The chute was still jammed with hay. This put the sunlight behind her, it was almost two in the afternoon. She knew this would outline her body perfectly for the men sitting there in the shadow of the tractor, she now had done that many times when Charley or Daryl were around. The big engine in the tractor was sitting there idling, the power takeoff was pulled back out of gear. Shannon missed seeing the dirt clod torn up by the mower having hit a rough spot. Her foot twisted on the clod, and she started to fall, instinctively she put out her hand to catch herself. Her hand hit the hydraulic lever, the baler began to turn. The lower pickup tines caught the hem of her dress, jerked her off her feet. It was almost like in slow motion, she was being pulled into the machine and she tried to jerk herself back but the tough material of her dress held fast. Shannon went over on her side, grasping for something, anything to stop herself. Her leg went up against the jam up of hay or she might have ended up with one leg inside a hay bale. The machine suddenly stopped, Charley had exploded into motion, slamming the hydraulic arm out of gear. Then he spun to hit the kill switch on the tractor. Shannon ended up down on her back, the hem of her dress wrapped tightly around the bottom rollers, pinning her left leg up in the machine. "My God! Are you hurt?" Daryl was suddenly beside her. "No, I don't think so. My dress is caught." Daryl reached down, it was wrapped into the rollers, he tried to tear it loose but the tough material held fast. Shannon's left leg was up on the reel, the spokes had caught the hemline right between her legs, wrapping her left ankle securely. Her other leg was on the ground. Daryl was right between her legs, tugging at the cloth on her trapped leg. "We are going to have to cut this loose." He said, standing up. Shannon realized suddenly that both Disco and Hank were looking at her with strange expressions on their faces. With one leg trapped up on the baler reels and the other on the ground, both of them could see all the way up her dress. She was naked underneath, and could not possibly be more exposed. She had given the crew men peeks at her lots of times, but never spread out and within a couple of feet. Charley came around, she saw him glance down and his eyes widen, she felt herself blush. Now Shannon was really embarrassed, and there wasn't a damned thing she could do about it, she was stuck. "Get the knife out of the toolbox." Daryl said. He was trying to look away. Hank finally went around to the other side of the machine and got the box cutter knife they used to cut hay out when the machine jammed. He was back in seconds. He knelt down and started trimming the hem loose. Shannon couldn't help it, she was sitting there in the most unladylike position possible with Hank kneeling between her legs. The other three men were standing there looking at her, Disco was actually leaning over so he could see over Hank's shoulder. Every one of them were staring at her wide open pussy, including Hank. "Watch where you are cutting!" She told him. Then she couldn't help herself, she began to giggle. "I will be careful." He told her with a grin, glancing down to take another good look at her. Then he reached down and held the material up and began to cut it away. He turned the blade upwards, starting clear up at her crotch, and cut all the way down to the bottom. In a few seconds, she was free, she stood up, still blushing. The remains of her dress now came barely past her crotch on the left side, she gathered the material and held it together. A long piece of the material hung out loose behind her, she took the knife and sawed that part off. "You sure you are all right?" Charley asked her. "Yes, I am fine." She looked at the back of her leg, there was a little scratch where the pickup fingers had slid across her calf but that was all. She went back to the little tractor. Looking back, she saw all four of them were looking at her, big grins on their faces. "Bring the part up to the shop, I will show Disco where the welder is." They nodded. Shannon started the machine, looked down at the clutch and her bare leg. "The hell with it, give them another free peek." She thought to herself, putting the machine in gear. Back at the house, she went inside and changed dresses, then went out to the shop. She was in the back looking for some pieces to make the part when she heard them drive up in the pickup. "Man, did you see the snatch on that woman?" Disco was saying. "I didn't even know women could have something like that, it hung down a dang inch or two!" Hank said. "Prettiest pussy I ever saw in my whole life! Hell, we could see clear up inside her!" Disco added. "Probably the only one you ever saw." Daryl teased him. "You guys knock it off, Shannon is one hell of a hunk of woman but don't you go teasing her or anything. I am just glad she wasn't hurt, that was my fault for not shutting down the tractor." Charley told them. "Yea, we gotta be more careful. Still, what I woudn't give to get me a piece of that! That was the best looking pussy I ever saw!" Disco kept on. "How many have you even seen in your life, kid, maybe two?" Charley laughed at him. "Yea, and both of them was on Cows up until now!" Hank said. "I think she was liking it, did you see how wet she got?" Disco wouldn't let up. "You even think of touching that one and Norman be having you with his Eggs for breakfast come morning!" Charley told him. "She would kill him, no way can he handle anything like that." Hank said. "Yea, but she sure is fun to look at." Daryl said, and they all muttered agreement. Then they all laughed, she heard them moving equipment around. Shannon grinned to herself. She got the metal, walked out into the shop. They all went quiet as they turned to look at her, she noticed Disco and Daryl both got very red faced. "Here you go." She smiled, then she headed up to the house. She could feel their eyes on her as she walked away. She had quite a story to tell her husband Norman. She was hoping he was feeling better, if not, maybe if she was careful? She desperately wanted her man inside her. She felt her nipples harden, she let out a little involuntary shudder. God! Four men had all looked right at her naked pussy! That time back in college when everyone had seen her like that flashed into her mind. That had excited her beyond belief. This time, overhearing them talk about her like that was amazing. She had at first been frightened, then as they had worked to get her free, she had felt herself become excited. She knew they would have been able to tell, she knew because she was still wet. Her first shallow orgasm hit her as she pushed open the door to the bedroom. Norman turned to look at her with a smile. "Everything going all right, honey?" He asked her. "Everything is just fine." She smiled. "So what is going on?" "I have a story to tell you." She said, sitting carefully on the bed beside him.