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Fertile farm girl’s first time with five

Fertile farm girl’s first time with five

Sep 21, 2024
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Warning: Dubious consent themes. Do not read if offended by hardcore erotica.

The five farmhands that Daddy had hired recently were always giving me funny looks, and I suspected what they wanted. I may have been a virgin, but I still knew about the birds and the bees. I was not that naïve.

But I was not that kind of girl, I was going to save myself for someone special. The five of them would only be here for the summer, so there would be no chance of forming any kind of relationship in that time.

Things got very busy during the summer so occasionally Daddy would ask me to help out. Today I was in the barn to get some bales of straw for the horses.

I was about to pick up a bale when I heard the barn door shut behind me. I turned around, expecting it to be Daddy come to tell me something, but there in front of me were the five farmhands. All of them standing there in their flannel shirts and jeans looked very imposing. Years of work on farms had created barrel-chested, broad-shouldered men.

Luke-the head farmhand-then turned round and bolted the barn door shut. I began to feel distinctly uneasy.

“Before you bolt so to speak”, said Luke. The others laughed.

“Um. look guys. I think that…”

“Shut the fuck up”, said Luke, “you think we came here to hear you talk? We came here to put something in your mouth, not hear what comes out of it.” Again they all laughed.

“Ok guys, I think maybe you should leave and let me do my work.”

But they didn’t leave. They began to spread out and walk toward me, cutting of any path of escape I might have had like a pack of animals closing in on their prey.

“You know what Sharon? Said Luke. “We’ve been working here for three weeks, breaking our backs and sweating like pigs, I think that entitles us to some R&R don’t you? And what we want to do for R & R is taste that virgin pussy of yours. You see we’ve asked around and we reckon that you haven’t had a man in between your legs yet. So I say we make today the special day and you give that cunt to us. Maybe we’ll even do it without a condom and put a baby in your belly.

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