I can’t believe I’m stuck in the fucking boondocks.
There is no reception, no internet, and no fun.
The only thing I can find to do is this local farm boy named Paul. Which isn’t to bad I guess, but if everything else in the country sucks… I wonder what that means for the boys.
He was pretty receptive though to my womanly wiles. He even took me to a barn, which shouldn’t of been hot but with the sweet smell of the hay and the naughtiness of fucking in a barn. It wasn’t so bad…
We stripped and I was surprised by the size of his cock, maybe he wouldn’t be so awful after all. I wanted to see what he tasted like, see how country and home grown compared to the boys in the city.
He had other ideas though, and his rough work worn hands guided me to his face. I tried to lean down to play with his cock but man that boy had a tongue and knew exactly what he was doing. I came so hard on his mouth, I’m pretty sure I almost drowned him. Now he told me I could suck his cock, but I couldn’t’ do that without a kiss first. I loved the taste of my own cum, especially when I squirt and I took a few moments to appreciate my own vintage on his tongue before I’d let myself move down to his cock. My eyes watching him as I licked from the base to the head, flicking him with tongue before I took him into my mouth.
“Mmm… What a princess, but I bet you like it rough don’t you?”
I moaned around his cock, letting it push past my gag point as I looked up at him.
“You just are a little slut for a country boy like me aren’t you?” and he put his fingers in my hair as he fucked my mouth, rough and hard. I couldn’t breathe! My lungs burned, my throat was raw, I was seeing stars but I loved it. My fingers gripped against his thighs. Nails biting into his skin. Just when I thought I was going to pass out he pulled my off his cock. Leaving me gasping for hair, a long strand of spit connecting my lips to his cock head as my eyes overflowed with tears.
“Which hole do you want stuffed first? Your ass or your pussy?”
I felt a new gush of arousal move through my pussy, breathing so hard I couldn’t’ speak quite yet and he had this shit eating grin that let me know that we were nowhere near done for the night. And I couldn’t wait for this country boy to show me his tricks.
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