Jobs at the Farm Pt. 01

I came. A grating sort of cry wrenched from my throat, my whole body spasming, my pussy and clit electric.

'Yeah,' Blake said. 'I can feel it. You sweet little bitch. Oh fuck. I'm cumming.' Then all the gentleness was suddenly gone and he thrust hard into my still-pulsing pussy a half dozen times before releasing inside me.

He collapsed on my back, his skin hot and sweaty. 'That was...' he didn't finish the thought, but kissed down my spine. 'If you thought she was wet before,' he said, pulling out. 'Look at her now.'

Three men moved to look. Drew still had a hand in my hair, though his hold was looser now.

'She gush on you?' Cole asked. I was sure it was his finger drawing circles through the wetness.

'Felt like it,' Blake said. 'She came hard.'

I groaned at the humiliation. Tried to pull my legs together to stop them looking, but hands wrapped around my thighs and pulled them apart again.

'Looks like it,' Hunter said.

'Okay Drew. Your turn.'

The hand tightened in my hair. 'Can I have her mouth?' Drew asked.

'What? No.' Cole sounded annoyed at the request.

'Just for a bit. I had to wait. I had to hold her.'

There was a fatherly sigh. 'Fine. But you don't get to come in her mouth.'

'No,' I said, but without any expectation that it would stop them. I was exhausted after the orgasm. My limbs jelly.

In front of me another belt buckle, another zip. Drew was opening his jeans one handed as if scared to let go of me. 'Slide her up the table, will you?'

Hands on my sides, I was pushed, my skin slipping on the sweat and cum that had pooled under me. My jaw was slack when Drew's dick hit my cheek.

'Open, baby,' he said, lifting my head, but my mouth was opening naturally, and the head of his dick hit my tongue. It tasted like warm skin and the tang of pre-cum. 'Suck it.'

That was harder, I tried, but it was an awkward angle, I couldn't support my neck, my jaw ached and I had no strength.

'Put your tongue out,' he said, and slid his dick in. Then he changed the angle and pushed into my cheek, stretching the skin and then rubbing my cheek on the outside to feel the bulge he'd made. There was a look of concentration on his face, a slight smirk.

'You look great with my dick in your mouth,' he told me.

'Okay, that's enough of that,' Cole said. 'Get on with the main show. Her mother's going to come looking if we're not careful.'

I wondered how long we'd been in the bunk house. It felt like hours, but it could have been as little as fifteen minutes. I couldn't tell.

Drew rubbed his dick over my lips a few more times, his focus fixed on my mouth and then let go of me. No one bothered to take his place, they could tell I wasn't about to get up and run.

What I didn't expect was for him to flip me over.

'Drew,' Cole said, with a long suffering sigh. 'What are you doing?'

'I want her like this. I want to see her face.' His attention was back on me. 'Turn over for me, baby. Come here.' He pulled me to the edge of the table and stroked my face, leaned down and kissed me lightly on the lips.

'Drew, we don't have time for this.'

'Leave then, I'm not rushing this.' His hand was back in my hair, but cradling me now. His lips coaxed mine open. Something in the back of my mind told me to resist. I pulled away. He followed me, held me. 'No, baby, you're mine now.'

I was shifted forwards again, he stood between my legs and licked into my mouth, deepening the kiss. I kissed him back. It seemed easier, it stopped me having to think. His hand ran down my body, cupped my breast still covered by my bra. He reached behind me and unhooked the bra, drew it off along with the t-shirt round my wrists. And he looked at me. 'Jesus Christ, you're beautiful.'

I blushed. Which seemed ridiculous at this point in the day.

He took his shirt off and put my hands on his shoulders and I remembered how he'd done that when we danced at Mom's wedding. And suddenly there were tears in my eyes.

'Hey, hey, it's okay. You're ours now, baby. We're going to take care of you.' I got another kiss. 'Touch me,' he said, softly. 'Feel me.'

I ran a hand down his chest. He was muscular, the skin taut and peppered with hair. He groaned low in his throat.

'Drew...' there was a warning in Cole's voice.

'Give me a break, Dad. I'm not Hunter.' He leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth. Sucked and licked and then switched sides. I tried not to look, but couldn't help making eye-contact with Hunter. He looked resentful but also turned on. He hadn't bothered to do up his jeans and he was hard again. I turned away, but there was Blake, his palm was over the bulge in his jeans, as if he was hoping it would disappear. He smiled a little, uncertain but not unfriendly. I moved my attention to Cole. He was expressionless.

'Fuck her now, Drew, or I will.'

Drew's head snapped up. 'You've got a woman. This one's meant to be for us.'

'Use her then!'

They stared at each other for a moment, and I had a feeling they'd always been locked in some kind of battle. Then Drew's hand was under my knee and he pushed me back. 'Sorry, baby, he said, spreading my pussy with careful fingers, and then he was thrusting into me.

It was different on my back, with my hands free. I touched him like he'd asked, and his eyes locked on mine. He kissed me, he nuzzled me, he hummed into my skin as his biceps flexed either side of my head. I rubbed my hands down his back and heard his whisper 'Yes, baby.' I wrapped him with my legs and heard Cole sigh like it was annoying. Like he didn't want Drew to get what he wanted. I arched my back and took him deeper, was rewarded with another deep groan, and tried to move with him, against him, anything to show him I was trying.

It started to feel good, not as immediate as it had with Blake, but something was building. When Drew changed the angle I pouted, gave a whimper.

'Oh, you liked it this way, baby?' He was smiling. 'You can have it this way.' It was just right. The feeling was building faster this time, I was going to cum.

Say my name,' Drew said, his voice strained. 'And tell me... tell me when you're close. I want to cum at the same time.'

I was so close, muscles shaking again, I was sweating. 'Drew, ' I said. 'Drew, I'm...'

'Honey?' It was Mom's voice. She was outside in the yard and I was going to cum.

Drew put his hand over my mouth just as the orgasm hit. His groan as he came was deep but not loud. 'You're mine, you're mine,' he was saying.

'Fucking typical, he thinks everything is his,' Hunter said.

I wanted to lie back and feel Drew's weight on me, but he pulled out fast and they were all zipping up, buckling their belts in a hurry. Cole pulled my t-shirt over my head and shoved down my skirt, just as Mom walked in.

'What's all this?' She asked, not seeming to notice my braless state, and the wet patches on my clothes.

'We were wondering about making this place into a guesthouse,' Cole said. 'Your daughter's idea.'

I smoothed my hair, twisted and hunched down, gave my mom a bland smile.

'That's right,' Blake said. 'Place just needs a little renovation. I'm going to order some beds this afternoon.' He smirked. 'Can't exactly expect guests to use the table, can we?'