First Time Tales - Farmboy

by Jean-Luc Cheri

  “What about Sam?”

  She waved her hand. “Sam was nothing more than a ride home to me at that point. The next weekend, I got into my car and drove the two-hundred miles back to that farmer’s market, and Robert and I have been together since. He even told me he knew I’d be back.”

  I was grinning wide. “That’s so romantic.” Then I added, “But, he seems so, um, stern.”

  She laughed and waved her hand again. “Don’t let his act fool you. He’s a teddy bear. His father was that way with him, and he thinks he has to be that way with Jamie. He loves that boy more than life itself. He likes you too.”

  “Me? I find that hard to believe.”

  “Like I said, don’t let his act fool you. He told me that he thinks you’re good for Jamie, and I happen to agree with him.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “I know we’re overprotective of him, that’s easy to do when you have a child, especially when you only have one. But he’s a bit naive, and that tends to lead him into trouble. Did he tell you about his problem at the Longhorn?”

  I nodded. “Just hearing about that bitch pissed me off.”

  “That’s right. And he’s susceptible to that kind of trouble. That’s why it’s so nice you’re around. So he can see what a sweet, honest girl is like.”

  I felt a pang of guilt. This sweet and honest girl was planning on sneaking into his room in a few hours. “Um,” I said, “I’m not really that sweet.”

  She reached out and held my hand. “Of course you are. You’re your mother’s daughter.”

  “Yeah, but you said Mom–”

  “Shhh,” she whispered, her eyes meeting mine in the dim light. “I know what I said. And you need to keep in mind I’m not a stupid woman.” She smiled softly. “Nature is a powerful force. Sometimes, all you have to do is put the pieces in place, and nature will do the rest.”

  I gave her a puzzled look. “I don’t understand.”

  She patted my hand. “Think of Blaze. No one has to tell him what to do. We just put him in the corral with the mares, and nature takes its course.”

  “What does that have to do with–”

  She stood, still holding my hand. “I need to get to bed. It’s an early morning on the farm.”

  “Ok, goodnight.”

  She smiled down at me. “I’m happy you’re here, Kristen.”

  “So am I.”

  She let go of my hand and went inside, leaving me to wonder what the hell that conversation was about. Jamie was right, his mother was weird.

  Chapter 12

  I lay awake in my bed, staring at the ceiling in the darkness. I had been worried that I might drift off to sleep, but there was no danger of that as my pussy pulsed wetly between my legs. I didn’t have the heart to tell it that my plans were to satisfy Jamie tonight, and it would have to wait until tomorrow, or at least until I got back to my room and could satisfy it myself.

  I kept looking over at my alarm clock, and the minutes seemed to drag by. At five to midnight, I decided it was close enough. Getting out of bed, I put on my robe, not wanting to get caught wandering the house in my midriff length sleeping shirt and panties. I slowly went down the stairs, seemingly hitting every creak on the way.

  When I got to the second floor, I crept down the hall to Jamie’s door, pausing for a moment to assess the sounds in the house. I couldn’t hear anything moving, so I turned the knob and stepped inside, closing the door behind me.

  He was lying on the bed, with a sheet up to his chest. I peered close, trying to determine if he was awake, when he surprised me with a, “Hi, Kristen.”

  I jumped slightly, then grinned. “Hi Jamie. I thought you might be sleeping.”

  “Are you nuts?” he whispered. “I’ve been lying here wide awake since I went to bed three hours ago. I couldn’t sleep if I tried.”

  I gave a small laugh. “If it makes you feel any better, I feel the same way, and I’m supposed to be the experienced one here.”

  “It does make me feel better.”

  “Are you naked under there?”

  “Just my underwear.”

  “Take them off.”

  He shifted under the covers, and moments later he tossed a pair of whitey tighties on a chair beside the bed. I took off my robe and laid it on the same chair, and I heard him gasp as my partially nude body came into view. I realized I’d better get in there with him before he shot his load just watching me.

  Lifting the edge of the covers, I slipped underneath, moving across the bed until I came in contact with his warm body. I snuggled up against his side, pressing against his arm until he moved it around me. Laying my head on his shoulder, I rested my hand on his chest. His body twitched from the contact.

  I snuggled in closer, and whispered, “This is nice.”

  “Yes.” He was breathing in short breaths.

  Deciding I was just prolonging his agony, I lifted my head and kissed him on the side of the mouth. He turned his head and our lips met. I was right, they were so soft, and as mine pressed against his, I could feel my inner desire skyrocket. God, this kid was so damn sexy.

  I tentatively probed with my tongue, and he opened his mouth slightly to accept me. My tongue licked over his teeth, then was met by his, doing some exploring of its own. Our tongues danced together for a moment, then I sucked on his softly, causing him to groan against my lips.

  Keeping our kiss going, I slowly slid my hand down his chest, planning on teasing his belly button before continuing on. But before I even reached it, the side of my hand bumped into something warm and firm. No way!

  His body shuddered from the contact, and he groaned again as my hand slid around it. It had to be some kind of trick. There was no way it could be that big. My hand felt tiny as it gripped him just below the head, my fingers not even close to reaching all the way around. He was twitching continuously now, and I knew we didn’t have much time.

  Breaking our kiss, I pulled my head up slightly and whispered to him. “Jamie, whatever happens is ok. You’re probably going to come quickly, but that’s perfectly natural. If you want, we’ll do it again, as many times as you want to. Tonight, I just want to please you.”

  He was gasping in short breaths, trying to talk. “Oh... feels good... like that... Oh, Kristen...”

  I began moving my hand, stroking him softly. “Shhh,” I whispered, barely a breath, “remember we have to be quiet.”

  His mouth closed and he tried to hold back the involuntary sounds coming from his throat. I kissed his cheek and held there as I continued to move my hand. I kept it loose, wanting him to last as long as possible, but I could tell he was just seconds away.

  His body was one continuous twitch now, as he hissed between his teeth, taking in large gasps of air.

  “That’s it, baby,” I whispered, “come for me.”

  His body went rigid, and I felt his cock jerk in my hand. Fearing the worst, I quickly moved up and covered his mouth with mine. His cock pulsed in my grip, as I felt the first volley of cum surge up the shaft and blast from the tip. He groaned loudly, forgetting my warning, but I kept my mouth tight on his, muting his sounds. More pulses fired rapidly in succession, as his dick jerked and spasmed within my clutching fist. His body shook and trembled, as his muscles tried to maintain control, and his chest rose and fell, gasping in lungfuls of air through his nose.

  Then it was over, and he lay still, catching his breath as aftershock shudders rippled through his muscles. I kissed his lips and face, pressing my pussy against his hip, feeling the twisting desire within me. As I kissed him, I felt his lips curve into a smile, and I lifted my head to look at him.

  His eyes opened and his smile widened. I smiled back.

  “Wow,” he whispered.

  “Did you like that?”

  “I loved it.”

  I beamed wide. “I could tell.”

  He pulled me down and we kissed again. When we were done, he said, “I think I made a mess.”

  I lift
ed the covers and took a peek. His chest and stomach were covered in large globs of cum. “Yes, you did.”

  I turned over and reached for his underwear on the chair. Just as I grabbed it, I felt his hand on my panty-covered ass, and grinned wide. I paused, giving him a moment to explore before I turned back and began wiping up his ejaculate.

  The sheet half-covered his cock, and I pushed it out of the way, giving me my first real look at it. Good lord, it was huge. Not only thick, but very long, with a large, plum-like head at the top. It was still completely hard, and bobbed slightly from my movements.

  Finally, he was clean, and I tossed the underwear back on the chair. I lay back down on him, resting my head on his chest as I snuggled close.

  “Thank you, Kristen,” he whispered.

  I smiled. “When you want to start again, just let me know.”

  He paused a moment before continuing. “Can I see you?”

  I lifted my head and looked at him. “See me?”

  “Naked.”

  I smiled. “I want this night to be for your pleasure, not for me.”

  He grinned. “Then it would give me a lot of pleasure to see you naked.”

  I giggled and sat up. In one motion, I pulled my shirt up over my head, allowing my breasts to bounce free. His eyes widened as he took in the sight. I rolled over on my bum and pushed my panties down over my hips, raising up to slip them off my legs. My trim bush contrasted with my light skin in the faint moonlight. I lay back on the pillow as he moved up on his side, holding his head in his hand as he took in the sight of my body.

  His eyes soaked up my nudity for a long moment, before he whispered, “You’re beautiful.”

  I smiled, realizing I was probably the first girl he had seen naked, but it made me feel all warm inside.

  “Can I touch you?”

  “Please.”

  His hand reached out, and his fingertips grazed lightly over my stomach. My muscles twitched, and I felt a fresh pulse of wetness flow through me.

  His fingers slid up to my breasts, moving over them lightly, touching me everywhere. They paused at the nipples, teasing them gently, and moved on.

  “Ooooh,” I breathed, feeling the pleasure flowing through me. It wasn’t just his touch that was so arousing, but also his earnestness.

  “Does this feel good?” he whispered.

  “Very good,” I replied.

  Encouraged, his fingers slid back down over my tummy, then combed into the curls on my mound. I groaned softly as they reached further and tickled at my lips.

  This was unexpected. I had come here tonight just to please him, and now his hands were giving me pleasure. I considered stopping him, but it felt too good.

  When his fingers pressed gently between my labia, I moaned and spread my legs slightly. I felt my slickness coating him, making his touch slippery as he explored. He began low, at the base of my entrance, and slid his fingers slowly upward, parting my tender folds. His fingers were rough, but they touched me with a gentleness I didn’t think was possible. When he reached my clit and bumped over it, I let out a small cry. Intrigued, he returned to my swollen bud and bumped over it again. I responded with another gasp. My boy was a fast learner, as he zeroed in on my stiff clitoris, accomplishing in several minutes what it took Billy months to discover.

  My body quivered as he continued to massage my sensitive spot, and my soft cries let him know I was getting close. Keeping his hand between my legs, he leaned down close to my face and kissed me softly.

  “Yessss,” I said, lifting my hips slightly towards his touch.

  “Shhhh,” he whispered, reminding me as I had him. His warm breath against my ear sent a shiver of pleasure down through me, and it was just enough to send me over the edge. I grimaced in ecstasy as my body lifted, poised for the explosion of bliss. It had never felt like this, never. My mind went away as my body began to convulse, and I cried out loudly. Fortunately, he was prepared, and locked his mouth on mine, cutting off my groan before it escaped. He continued to kiss me as his fingers rolled over my clit, causing wave after wave of pleasure to flow through me. It wasn’t just the physical pleasure that took me by surprise, but the intensity of his attention to me. He was focused on giving me pleasure, and I could feel that fervor in every touch of his on my skin.

  Finally, I came back to earth, where I discovered myself lying on his bed with my legs spread wide, as my fingers gripped his arm tightly and our lips still together, kissing softly.

  “Oh my,” I whispered into his mouth, causing him to smile.

  “Did you like that?” he asked.

  I breathed deep. “I’ve never felt anything like it.”

  He beamed wide.

  I curled my hand behind his neck and pulled him down for another kiss. After a minute, I felt rejuvenated enough to roll on my side to face him, where I reached down and took him in my hand.

  “Again?” I asked.

  “Yes,” he replied, and we resumed our kiss as I began to stroke his cock. We lay side by side, and he was much calmer this time, relaxing as my hand worked slowly and surely, bringing his pleasure up at an even pace. Pre-cum dribbled from the tip, and I smeared it over his skin, providing lubrication for my motion. I gazed into his eyes as the quiet minutes went by, and when he began to softly groan I knew he was getting close.

  “Feels so good, Kristen,” he whispered.

  “I love doing this to you.”

  “Ohhh, I’m getting close.”

  “That’s it baby, just go with it.”

  I kept my strokes steady as his breaths transformed into long groans, and his body spasmed, preparing for his release.

  “Ohhhhhh.” His breath was warm against my lips.

  “Yessss,” I whispered.

  His body jerked, and once again I felt his cock pulse in my grip. Hot streams of cum jetted against my stomach and ran down to the sheet below. He groaned low in his throat, keeping his cries bottled up this time as his body shuddered through its climax. I kissed his lips and cheeks as he grimaced in pleasure, before finally relaxing down and breathing deeply. I slid my hand up around his side and pulled myself to him, feeling his softening cock pressing against my belly.

  We drifted off to sleep holding each other, and when I awoke an hour later, he was lying asleep on his back with me curled against his side. I didn’t want to leave him, but knew I should go before the rest of the house woke up. I kissed him on the cheek and then slid out of bed, covering him with the sheet before putting my clothes on and heading back to my room.

  When I returned to my bed, sleep didn’t come right away. Instead, I lay awake thinking of Jamie and horses, and how nature does the rest. As I finally began to drift off to sleep, I was struck by an epiphany, and Lauren’s words became clear. I smiled to myself and sank into the comfort of sleep.

  Chapter 13

  I didn’t wake until ten the next morning, and when I came downstairs, the only one around was Lauren, sitting out on the porch swing reading a farming magazine. I pushed the door open and went out to join her.

  “Where’s my mom?” I asked, sitting sideways on the seat to face her.

  “She went for a walk down by the pond,” Lauren replied. “She really loved the place.”

  I smiled. “I did too.”

  “How’d you sleep?” she asked.

  “Fantastic.”

  She gave me a knowing smile, and I wondered if she had heard any noises in the night.

  “Lauren?” I said.

  “Yes?”

  “About what you talked about last night?”

  “Yes?” Her eyes were curious.

  “I just wanted you to know that nature is taking its course.”

  She smiled. “I’m happy to hear that.”

  I leaned in and met her eyes. “The stallion hasn’t yet mounted the mare, but it’s only a matter of time.”

  Her smile widened. “Is the mare being careful?”

  “She may need a little help in that area.”

>   “I understand. Check your bedside drawer after your shower.”

  “Thank you, for everything.”

  She reached over and squeezed my hand. “No, my dear, thank you.” Standing, she said, “What would you like for breakfast?”

  “Scrambled eggs?”

  “Coming right up.” She headed inside.

  “Lauren?”

  Turning back, she said, “Yes?”

  “The horse analogy is very appropriate.” I gave her a mischievous smile.

  She looked at me in puzzlement for a moment, then her face lit up into a wide grin. “Yes it is. God bless heredity.”

  Chapter 14

  After breakfast, I took my shower, then went up to my room to dress. I was almost done when I remembered what Lauren had told me. I sat on the bed and pulled open the top drawer of the bedside table. I saw nothing out of the ordinary. When I opened the bottom drawer, I found a sealed box of twelve condoms sitting on top. I wondered where she had got them from on such short notice, then I saw they were large-size Magnums, and remembered her comment about heredity. I grinned. She must have raided her own private stash.

  I put them back in the drawer and closed it. I had told Jamie we would take it slow, so we wouldn’t need the condoms yet. Soon, but not today.

  I finished getting dressed, and then went out to find Jamie. He was in the stables, feeding and brushing the horses. When he saw me, he grinned wide.

  “About time you got up,” he said.

  “Someone wore me out last night.”

  His smile got so wide, I thought his face was going to split in two. “That was amazing. It was better than I thought it would be.”

  “You surprised me too. I’ve never had anyone touch me like that.”

  He seemed shocked. “What about Billy?”

  I shook my head. “Billy was clueless.”

  “You know what my favorite part was?”

  “Your two amazing orgasms?”

  He blushed and smiled. “They were great, but the best part was lying with you afterward.”