1. BLITHE


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    hope you gag like I did!” she huffed, slamming the bottle back on the shelf. “After all I’ve done for you!” I complained, “This is how you treat me.” “What you’ve done is make my eyes water; you little shit.” she ridiculed. “No, I got you out of cooking lunch tomorrow.” I explained, now the one waving the air in front of me. “Yeah?” she asked, “How did you do that?” dabbing the water off of her chest. “I got us invited to lunch on a farm.” I replied, watching her breast jiggle from her efforts. “A farm?” she asked, “What makes you think I want to eat at a farm?” “Well, it isn’t just a farm.” I clarified, “It’s huge, with silos and a barn. They grow everything there and they have cattle and other livestock.” “Sounds dirty to me.” she replied, tossing her towel and grabbing a brush. I didn’t like her dismissing it like that, “No, the farm house is huge and there’s a pool in the back.” “A swimming pool?” she asked, now interested, pausing her hair grooming. I shrugged and said, “Yep, Candy is in it every day I’m told.” “I figured it was her farm.” she replied, “Are we allowed to swim?” “I guess so.” I shrugged, not knowing for sure. “As long as I don’t step in a cow patty, I guess I won’t mind going.” she sighed, setting the brush down. “I bet you’ll be surprised when you see the place we’re going.” I mused. “Make sure you don’t tell mom and dad; I want to surprise them.” “It’s a farm, not too much to be surprised about.” she quipped, patting my head on the way out. I ...
    finished up and headed out. Jenkins’ closed at ten on Friday’s. I knew they had milk but had never bought any there. We got our groceries from Maples and anything extra Mom would always get on the way home from work. I guess it probably was my fault we were out, so it would only be fair if I paid for it. I headed across the street for the milk before they closed. Along the way, it struck me that I was going back to an awkward situation. I hope I didn’t catch them at a bad time again. Opening the door, the bell sounded, alerting them to my presence. I didn’t have anything to worry about as Bob was standing behind the counter, fiddling with something. “Hey man, what you got there?” I asked, approaching the counter. “Making a lure.” he said, looking intently at his work. “Yeah, going fishing?” I asked; eyeing the hook and string he was working on. “Probably head to the creek tomorrow.” he mumbled, staying focused on his task. “You want to go?” I shook my head, “Wish I could, but we have to go somewhere. What time are you going?” I asked. “After lunch I reckon.” he guessed, tying off his work. “I bet you’re taking the go cart too.” I said; a little disappointed. “Yep; of course it’s no match for that jeep of yours.” he replied, setting his lure off to the side. “Oh yeah, she’s a beauty.” I piped up. “Know what? We could go out in it some time.” “That’d be cool. Maybe camping or hunting.” he suggested. “I’ve never gone on either.” I admitted. “Well, that’d make you a green horn.” he ...
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