The farmer's naughty wife

CHAPTER FOUR

"Very pretty," Trish said.

Judy jumped at the sound of a voice and quickly wrapped a towel around her. She turned to look at the blonde girl who lounged in her doorway with that same insolent smile on her lips.

"What are you doing here?" Judy asked. "What do you want here?"

"Want?" Trish shrugged her shoulders. "I don't want anything. I just wanted to see the body that poor Randy is so hot for. Like I said. Very pretty."

"You've got a lot of nerve," Judy said. "Have I?" Trish asked. "Didn't you think we knew you were looking this morning? How did you like our little show?"

"Your show?" Judy asked.

"Sure." Trish shrugged again. "We staged it just for you. Randy knew it would make you hot."

"I don't believe it." Judy said.

"That doesn't matter," Trish said. "I really don't care if you believe me or not. I have a message for you from Randy. Do you want to hear it?"

"No," Judy said.

Judy had a feeling she already knew what the message was all about. She wrapped the towel closer about her body. She allowed Trish to get to the stairs before she called her back.

"All right," Judy said. "What's the message?"

"He wants you to take a walk this afternoon," Trish said.

"Where?" Judy asked.

"Do you know where my house is?" Trish asked.

"You mean the shack down by the river?" Judy asked.

"That's the place." Trish smiled. "It's where all my kin were brought up. Except all my kin are going to visit the town this afternoon. There's going to be nobody there."

"I won't go," Judy said. "You tell him that."

"You tell him," Trish replied smugly. Trish stretched and Judy stared at the pink nipples that poked at the thin material of her skirt. She looked away as Trish caught her look.

"You think my tits are pretty," Trish said. "It ain't nothing to be ashamed of. All the boys think they're pretty. Including your Randy. He chewed on them a little this morning before our little show for you."

"You bitch," Judy said. "You foul-mouthed bitch."

Trish laughed loudly as she went back down the stairs. Judy stood there trembling. She was angry at Trish, but she was more angry at herself. She knew she would go. She knew she could not help but go.

She put on her clothes and looked at herself in her bedroom mirror. She wore a pair of tight bluejeans and a blue halter top. Her full, firm tits showed plenty of flesh trying to peek out of the top of the halter. Her outfit was enough to turn any man on.

She tried not to think about what she was doing. It would be too shameful to think about. She was humiliating herself by going to him which was exactly what he wanted. But her body was hot for him and she realized that eventually she was going to give in.

She shrugged her shoulders and left the room. Trish looked up when Judy came into the kitchen. Judy put on her proud face.

"I'm going far a walk," Judy said.

"He'll be there," Trish said. "Bill's truck came in about five minutes ago."

Judy nodded. She saw Bill's truck parked near the barn as she walked out into the bright sunlight. She heard the roar of the power saw and she knew he was fixing one of the stalls in the old barn.

She felt a little guilty because she knew he was fixing the stall for her hone. He had promised her one ever since they had gotten married and moved out here.

Yet, her guilty feelings wouldn't turn her away now. It was a nice walk to the river. The sun was shining bright and hot. She was a little tired by the time she reached the turn that led to Trish's house.

Judy had called it a shack but it really wasn't. It was a nice country house built near the river. It had been in Trish's family for generations.

Judy stopped just before she came into sight of the house. Randy would be waiting and she knew what he wanted. Again he remembered how his stiff cock had felt when she'd touched it. She couldn't stop now.

She rounded the bend and saw Trish's house.

Randy sat in a swing on the front porch. He didn't move as she walked to the house and up the steps.

"I'm here," she said.

"So I see."

He stood up and she readied herself for him to come to her. Instead he opened the front door of the house.

"Trish gave me this key," he explained. "She said the first room on the right."

Judy felt weak as she stared into the darkness of the house. The first time she had allowed Randy to touch her had been on the spur of the moment. This seemed so cold-blooded that she wasn't sure if she could really go through with it. She felt like turning away and running back to her home.

"Well?" Randy asked. "Are you coming?"

It was too late to run. She brushed past him into the darkness of the house. She pushed open the first door on the right and saw that it was a bedroom. Probably Trish's bedroom. The walls were a pale blue and there were a hundred pictures of movie stars covering the walls.

"This isn't right," Judy said.

She turned around and found Randy standing in the doorway. He wouldn't allow her to pass.

"I can't go through with this," she said. "You sound like a foolish virgin," he said. He put his strong arms around her and drew her close. His lips burned against hers. She kept her mouth closed for as long as she could, but then his tongue entered her mouth.

"Are you afraid?" he asked.

"Yes," she admitted.

"You've nothing to be afraid of," Randy said. "I've always been hot for you and I think you're hot for me. There's nothing to be afraid of."

She could feel his hard cock against her turn.

His hands went underneath her halter top to cup her breasts.

"Very nice," he said.

The fingers caressed her nipples and she felt them growing hard and sensitive. She moaned.

"Beautiful titties," he said. "Really beautiful!"

"As beautiful as Trish's titties?"

"I think you're jealous of Trish," he said. "I told you that you shouldn't be."

"I'm not jealous," she said.

She tried to convince herself that she really wasn't as his mouth closed over one of her nipple. Then she forgot about the jealousy as his mouth sucked and caressed her nipple. She felt as if her entire body was beginning to catch on fire.

"Feel's nice," she moaned. "That feels so nice, Randy."

She shivered as he opened his mouth wider and sucked in more of her creamy tit-flesh. His sucking mouth made her skin tingle and she realized that he was no novice with women. He had an exciting technique and she wondered how many women he had practiced it with. Perhaps hundreds.

His hands dropped to fondle her asscheeks and his lips came up to hers again. He lifted her slightly and started to rub her against the hardness in his trousers. His strong hands cupping her buttocks and commanding her movements caused her pussy to tingle.

"Oh Randy," she moaned.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" he asked.

"Oh yes," she said. "I want your stiff cock in my pussy! I want to get really fucked by you."

"Then you'll get what you want," he said.

With one hand be deftly unzipped her jeans and peeled them down off her hips. The same probing hand went between her legs and cupped her pussy. He rubbed the flat of his hand against her pussy until her hips were writhing and she was biting her lips.

"You do get hot quickly," he said.

"Fuck me," she said. "I want your cock."

She pushed away from him and quickly skimmed out of her jeans and panties. She pulled the halter top off and stood before him naked. She turned because she wanted him to admire her flawless body. No man had seen her entirely naked except for her husband and she wanted to see the same appreciation in Randy's eyes.

She did a complete turn and fond his eyes riveted on her auburn thatch. He licked his lips and she felt overjoyed.

He did show her the same amount of appreciation that Bill gave her. He was hungry for her in the same way that Bill was hungry for her. It was flattering to her ego to have a man look at her that way.

"Do you really think I'm beautiful?" she asked. "Quit fishing for compliments," he said. "You know you're beautiful. You have the body to make any man's dick as hard as a rock. Just like you're making mine."

She looked between his legs at the hard bulge in his trousers. She reached for his zipper and pulled it down. She groped inside until she felt the rigid flesh of his prick. She drew his trembling prick out of his trousers.

"That's beautiful," she said.

She realized that she really meant it. She had never thought of Bill's prick as beautiful. He had a good prick and it satisfied her, but she had never thought of it as beautiful. But she realized that she really did think Randy had a beautiful cock.

"Kiss it," he said.

She looked at him and saw that he meant it. She had never kissed her husband's cock. Sure, she knew that women did it and she had never refused anything her husband asked. It was just that be had never asked her to suck it.

She had been serious about the taste of a cock. She'd often wondered if she would like to have one in her mouth. Now she was going to find out.

She fell to her knees before his prick and she examined it closer than she'd ever examined her husband's. It really was a beautiful instrument of pleasure.

She put just the tip of her tongue to his staff, tasting first the salty quality of his skin. It wasn't bad and she pressed her lips against his cock.

"Open your mouth," he said. "Take me into your mouth."

She parted her lips and took his cock-head in between her teeth. She didn't bite down, but she chewed very gently and touched his piss-hole with her tongue. She sucked his cock in a little farther, nibbling gently on the head of his cock.

"Damn," he said. "You have a fine, loving mouth. Someone must be teaching you to suck cock."

She didn't bother to tell him that his was the first cock she'd ever sucked. She drew her head back suddenly as she tasted something wet and salty. He laughed at her reaction.

"What's the matter?" he asked. "Haven't you ever tasted cum before? That was just the beginning."

He pulled her mouth back to his cock. This time he pushed his cock deep into her mouth. She almost choked on his stiff prick. She tried to pull her mouth away, but he held her tightly.

"Relax," he said soothingly. "Relax and get the rhythm. You'll learn to like it."

She tasted a few mow drops of his salty jism as he began to fuck her in the mouth. He withdrew his cock partly and then pushed it back into her mouth. With each stroke he went deeper until his balls were resting at her chin.

"Ahhhhhhh," he said. "This is the way I wanted it. With you on your knees, with your mouth wrapped around my cock. This is what I've always wanted."

It was not so bad once she got the rhythm of his strokes and she was able to breathe better. She found herself reining more and her throat muscles gave him easier entry.

"Baby!" he moaned. "Baby, now you're getting the hang of cocksucking."

She wondered what it would feel like as he came in her mouth. She wondered if he would want her to swallow his cum. Somehow she knew he would.

She was ready to take his hot seed into her mouth when he pushed her away.

"Let me," she said.

"Later for that," he said. "Right now I want my cock in your cunt."

He finished pulling off his clothes as she went to stretch out on Trish's bed. She spread her legs wide so that he was looking into her pink cunt.

"Nice," he said.

She massaged her clit as he came near her. There was a smile on his face as he lay down beside her.

"Put your hand on my cock," he told her. She grabbed his thick prick and started massaging him. Somehow this made her feel even hotter, eager for the feeling of his cock going into her cunt.

"Fuck me," she said. "Please put your cock in me. I want to feel you fucking me."

He slipped two of his fingers into her hungry cunt.

"You're already wet," he said.

"Yes," she said. "I'm wet. I'm wet for your big cock to get into me."

He straddled her and placed his cock at her cunt entrance. She raised her legs as she felt his prick going into her. He filled her up. She felt him groan and then his balls were resting against her and the thick shaft was all the way into her pussy. He went deeper than she had realized a man could go. She could almost feel his cock in her stomach. He started to fuck her with a gentle stroke that slapped his balls lightly against the crack of her ass.

"Good," he said. "You're good and tight. Just like I thought you would be."

"Oh give it to me!" she screamed. "Give it to me hard! Oh, how I love your cock!"

He fucked her then as she had never been fucked before. He started slamming his cock into her with such violence that she thought the house was shaking. He started her hot juices to boil.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh! What are you doing to me?"

"Fucking you, baby," he said. "I'm fucking you to death."

"Oh yes!" she cried. "Fuck me to death! Kill me with your big, beautiful cock!"

She felt his cock-head expanding inside of her pussy and she knew he only had a few minutes left.

"Oh come!" she said. "Come inside me! Oh, I can feel you squirting! Yes, it feels so good! So gooddddd!"

They collapsed on Trish's bed as their hot juices mingled.