My husband Cal has a friend who owns a farm in a lovely area upstate, and when he invited us up there for a few days, I was glad of the chance for a nice change of pace. I had visions of long walks in fields of barley and fucking my wonderful husband in the haystacks.
It didn’t all turn out that way, however. The day after we arrived Cal got a call telling him that his mother was sick, and he had to go back home. He told me to stay, however, saying he would be back when the crisis was over. It was nice of him, but it didn’t take long for me to start feeling lonely without him.
But that was before I met Henry and Ron.
They were workers on the farm, and I encountered them by chance one sunny afternoon. I was walking through the fields, feeling sorry for myself, and at one point I stretched out in the shade of a tree to relax, and drifted off to sleep. I was awakened by the nearby sound of voices. I opened my eyes and saw these two guys, sitting above me on a slight rise. They were maybe 19 or 20, and they were shirtless, displaying strong, bronzed young chests. They were clearly ogling my body, and one of them seemed to be fixated on my 38D tits, as though he’d never seen a big-chested woman before.
They obviously were not yet aware that I was awake, and I could hear them talking crudely to each other about my body and what they would like to do to me. I have to admit it turned me on to be lusted over by two young men at least 15 years younger than me. But after a while they got up and went back to work, and I had to content myself by bringing myself off quickly with my fingers, an act that only seemed to frustrate me even more.
The next day I returned to the same spot, but this time I wore a tiny bikini that revealed a lot more of my curvy body. Sure enough, the two guys were there, and as I again pretended to sleep their talk became even raunchier. It got me so excited that I couldn’t stand it, and finally I sat up and asked, “Are you guys having a good time?”
This gave them a scare for a minute, but I calmed them by saying, “I’m very lonely over here, fellows. Maybe you two can help me out, if you’re up to it.”
They were beside me in seconds, but then they hesitated. I asked them their names, and they told me. The one who had been fascinated by my chest was Henry; the other one was Ron. “Okay,” I said. “Are you going to let me see what’s making those bulges in your pants, or what?”
The next minute their pants were at their ankles, their throbbing young cocks impressively at attention. They were both big, but Ron’s was enormous. “See, we don’t have anything to hide,” Henry said then. “What about you?”
That seemed like a challenge that I wasn’t backing down from. I undid my bikini top and my heavy boobs tumbled free. Ron’s eyes widened, “You got a lot there, lady,” he smiled.
“Enough for two,” Henry added.
With that I reached out and took hold of Ron’s massive cock, rubbing my fingers up and down the shaft until it was harder than ever. Henry was hard too, and while not as big as Ron, he was plenty big enough. It wasn’t long before I was blowing them one at a time like a demented slut, while they squeezed and fondled my swinging knockers and slipped their hands down the front of my bikini bottoms to get at my pussy.
It was Ron’s big cock that I really wanted, and he was happy to oblige. I spread my thighs, lying back on the grassy ground as he eased the swollen head of his cock into my tight snatch.
As he began to fuck me, Henry crouched over my head and fed his cock into my mouth. I happily took it in, moaning around his thickness while Ron fucked me. My pussy felt totally stretched and full, and even though Ron wasn’t the most sophisticated lover, he made up for it with stamina and power. He just wouldn’t stop, and long after Henry came down my throat, Ron was as strong and hard as ever, even though he’d already come inside me twice by then. He brought me to countless climaxes before he was finally finished with me.
As it happened, Cal’s mom got better, and he rejoined me the next day. So that was my only experience with Henry and Ron, but it sure helped make my vacation memorable.
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