Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24648 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24648 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Oooh, this is so wrong, but it feels so good as I circle my nub with the ear of corn. Mmm, my juices flow sweetly and a breathy moan escapes my lips. My nipples are already turgid and I hitch my knees up higher, pulling my pussy lips apart. Then, I press the ear of corn up against my entrance and let out another delicious moan. That’s it. Mmm, the penetration is exquisite and so fucking dirty.
Once the tip is inside, I stop for a moment, holding it there. OMG, this is so obscene. I’m literally lying in the middle of a cornfield with an ear of corn protruding from my hungry cunt. Yet it feels amazing, and as I push the tip inside further, my mouth falls open as I let out a quiet hiss. The feeling of my pussy being stretched as the corn enters is incredible, the tiny kernels providing a unique friction. I squeeze my eyes shut and arch my back, imagining that it’s a real cock sliding inside instead of this vegetable.
Suddenly, Frank pops into my mind. He’s huge, looming above me with those broad shoulders blocking out the sun as his monster cock probes my entrance. His blue eyes gleam as he strokes my cheek tenderly.
“You’re gorgeous, Hadley,” he rasps. “Are you ready? Because I want you.”
With that, I get down to business. I push the ear of corn in and out of my tight pussy in a rhythmic fashion, whimpering with pleasure. I pretend that it's Frank’s length sliding in and out of me, and lift my hips to give him better access. One knee goes up as that huge cock slides in deeper, penetrating me almost all the way to my sternum.
“Ooh, Uncle Frank,” I cry out. “Yes, just like that!”
As I continue to slam the corn into my pussy, my emotions rise as my uncle’s name rolls off my tongue in a litany of pleasure. I need him. I need the handsome farmer with his big hands and bigger body, and suddenly, climax strikes just as a pair of blue eyes enters my field of vision.
“Hadley?” Frank growls, utter shock in his gaze. “What the fuck?”
The only answer I can give is an ecstatic, “Unnnnh!” as my world goes black with pleasure.
8
FRANK
I hop off my tractor as the vehicle grinds to a halt. It’s a freakin’ hot day and the sweat’s trickling down the side of my face. But that’s how farm life is for you. There’s always work to be done no matter the weather, and unfortunately, the great outdoors has no air conditioning units installed.
But this morning, I’m mending a fence. My tool bag is in my hand, and I begin striding across the field to the aforementioned fence. I have no idea how it got damaged. Maybe the Lazarus’s goat got in, although that thing would have had to travel ten miles just to enter my property. Or maybe it was Buddy McIntyre again. That cocksucker is a damned fool, and I wouldn’t put it past him to purposefully damage my shit.
Suddenly, a weird noise hits my ears. It’s a low grunting sound, halfway between a bray and a groan. Could it be that billy goat? I swear those things sound almost human sometimes.
Then again, it could also be any type of lost or wounded animal too disoriented to move either forwards or back. I listen hard for a few moments, pausing in my stride. There it is again: a low, melodious groan, and quickly, I follow the sound. It gets a little louder as I stalk along the cornfields, and my pace picks up. It’s definitely an animal in distress, and hopefully, I can rescue the poor thing before they chew off their own foot or worse.
But when I make a turn around the corner, suddenly, my eyes pop out of my head because this is no animal in distress whatsoever. It’s Hadley, my gorgeous niece! But this isn’t Hadley pretending to be an animal, or in any type of distress. Instead, she’s fully nude on the ground with her knees lifted up, one hand covering her mouth and the other between her legs as she pushes an ear of corn in and out of her squelching pussy.
At first, I can’t move, merely staring at the tableau before me. Holy shit, she’s gorgeous. Her pussy’s wet and sloppy, the lips gripping an ear of corn like a rubber band. It’s big too, and each thrust inside makes her back arch with pleasure as those thighs quiver. Even more, her hand falls away for a moment, and suddenly, I can hear what she’s saying.
“Uncle Frank,” Hadley moans deliriously while tugging at a stiff pink nipple. “Yes, give it to me hard. Deeper. I need deeper!”
The ground falls out from beneath my feet. Holy fuck, my niece is dreaming of sex with me? It’s my huge cock she’s imagining between her legs, buried deep in her sweetest spot?