1. Maggie's Farm


    Date: 6/9/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Sisyphus, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    to embrace the unknown. I was traveling west over narrow bumpy roads, passing through a few small towns, over railroad tracks and remembered passing an old general store in a town called Birch Run with a beat up old sign that said, Hinkley’s. I wondered if I should stop for a snack, but decided not to and kept going. I had been driving for over four hours when I realized I was getting hungry and now wished I had stopped. It was about four o’clock or so and I knew it got dark earlier in October. I was far from any restaurants and wasn’t sure if I’d find the general store I had passed a half hour earlier, so I kept going, thinking I’d eventually find a place to get some food. While driving, an old red covered bridge caught my eye. I screeched to a stop, not sure why, but knew I wanted to go over that covered bridge and see where that road took me. So I backed up and turned onto the road, crossed the rickety bridge and noticed it went over a creek with fast-moving water. It reminded me of the creek near where I grew up and fell in love with trout fishing. The road twisted and turned and I liked the way the maple trees with their red leaves on both sides of the road created a colorful arch, almost like a tunnel I was driving through. It was magical with occasional bursts of dappled sunlight poking through the leaves. I knew I was driving west because at one spot, as I drove over a hill, the setting sun came through an opening and the bright glare was shining directly in my ...
    eyes, blinding me. I panicked and gripped the steering wheel and almost went off the road into a ditch. Wow, that was close, I thought. Then I went around a curve where the sun was no longer in my eyes, letting me see again, and I took a deep breath of relief. That’s when a small farm stand suddenly appeared ahead—actually a long table with a large yellow and green umbrella over it. It seemed strange because I was in the middle of nowhere and there didn’t seem to be much traffic on this isolated road. I decided to stop and get some fruit. When I pulled over, I noticed a woman sitting on a folding chair behind the wooden table, reading a book. As I approached the stand, she looked up and smiled at me and said, “Hi there.” She got out of her chair and walked over and I was stunned by how gorgeous she was. It was hard to judge her age, but I guessed she was in her thirties, maybe early forties. She had long, wild auburn hair that went halfway down her back. She wore tight blue jean cutoffs with frayed edges and a low-cut orange shirt that barely contained her breasts. She was tan and had a thin waist over wide hips, long legs, a pretty face with high cheekbones, and a radiant smile. Though I couldn’t help but notice her body, I also noticed her sparkling green eyes and how she smiled at me, like she was really happy to see someone stop. I certainly didn’t expect to see someone so beautiful and sexy at a farm stand in the middle of nowhere. I tried not to look at her but found it ...
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