"The Farm Boy and the City Couple, Part Two" by Jay Roberts Bi-sexual rural
Cindy heard her boy friend's familiar voice. She lifted her head and shoulders and smiled at him. Her face was slightly swollen and her eyes puffy from the effects of Billy's excellent cunt lapping. She had to clear her throat in order to speak. "I came three times. I'm wiped out. If you're going to fuck him, now's the time. He has hasn't cum yet, but he dripping honey all over me."
Billy heard her talking, but he was half dazed from her activities in her hot box, a job he loved doing. He would always get a little out of it when he was deep into sex.
Jack got out of his clothes with the speed of a fireman. His long, curvy cock was red with excitement, the tip rosy and wet. He could just perfectly imagine sliding into that inviting hole. To prepare the boy for his onslaught, he pushed his big town face into the crack. He knew it was only a matter of moments before the hick would succumb because he was already deep into a sex haze,
Jack had a clever sophisticated tongue, not the big weapon that Billy had, but it had served him well in seducing boys and girls. He extended that tongue and gave one lips across the farm boy's unplowed field. Billy's eyes shot open and he uttered one long, "O-o-o-o," this was a new feeling for him and he began to wish for more activities around his ass, but being the good boy he was, he didn't want to be selfish. He rose up, to Jack's surprise and grabbed the slightly young man and flipped him over and pulled Jack's ass in the air.
"Mr. Jack, you jus' done the most 'citing thing to me I ever felt. You gotta see what I mean."
Jack's forehead was creased in alarm. Somehow he had lost control of the situation. Worse, he could hear Cindy's musical laugh echoing in his ear.
"Hey, you shit head turd kicker. Get off my ass. I never want anyone to play around with..."
His voice died off as he felt the farm boy's muscular tongue sliding in deeper into his sensitive hole. Billy wanted to really show how good it felt so he waggled his tongue around that protrusion back and forth. Jack's head was spinning. He began bleating like a newborn calf. Jack heard him and thought maybe he had done some harm to the handsome Metro-sexual boy. "You okay, Mr. Jack?"
"Yes you fucking bastard. Yes I'm okay. You have brought me back to the time I was thirteen and my older brother fucked me every night. I can't stand it, I have a want that won't be satisfied until you stick your agricultural tool into me."
Billy ever the kind boy knew that his new friend was calling on him in need, and he must respond. "Why sure Mr. Jack. If'n that's what you wish me to do, why I will sure try to make you happy."
Now Billy had done must every kind of sex, been sucked and sucked back with his cousins, boy and girl, but fucking the rear quarters was something new to him. "To live is to larn," he told himself. "That's what Gramps sez."
Got into position behind the quaking city boy. He was feeling like the stud horse they had brought to the farm. He mounted the boy, threaded his fat, smooth organ into the pulsing hole. "Oh my, this feels so good," he crowed."
Jack meanwhile had lifted into orbit. His mind had grown his ass as occupying all of his consciousness and all of his body. He was one big ass, and that ass was grateful; that ass was hugging the intrusive cock. He dripped spit, he howled and spat out gibberish. But more humiliating, his cock was buzzing with impending orgasm.
Billy felt it all. "Oh my Jack, yur anis is rubbin' on me somethin' fierce. I think I may have to deliver my milk soon." Then turning to Cindy, who had recovered somewhat and was regarding this performance with interest, "Mr. Cindy, could you hep out our friend by sliding yer pretty feminine hand over her organ and goin' jp and down?"
She giggled and took hold of Jack's familiar cock and began a cute rapid soft wank. Jack's gibberish got louder and he began to move in a fucking motion. Suddenly he shouted out, "I can't stop myself. The kid has won. I'm going to hose the bed." Then is a moment his cock began to shoot streams of cum over Cindy's hand and it dripped copious quantities around that hand on all to the cot.
Billy knew that he was heading for one of the greatest sperming of his life. Jack's asshole was vibrating around Billy's cock. Billy froze a moment, then began grunting like a pig and shooting his fine rural spooge into the city boy's eager, hot hole.
Their activities had been so intense that it left three dazed young people. The first to speak was Cindy. "Hey farm boy, I guess you are fucked out for today. Let's meet again tomorrow for the morning milking and whatever.
"Fact o' the matter is that I usually lak to 'jaculate three times to git my full satisfaction, but if'n you want to wait fer tomorrow, fine. I jes hafta hole myself back 'til then."
Cindy and Jack laughed to think that they had discovered the perfect lover. One who had perpetual sexual abilities.
Cindy felt herself beginning to drip in anticipation for the next day.
End Part Two