Meet Me on the Farm 2

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 Chastity was feeling very happy with herself and pleasantly satisfied. She didn't bother to put her bottoms back on, in fact she left the barn and strutted about completely naked below the waist as she took her place once more on the porch. All the while her ass still leaked Gabe's cum.   
 
  Not wanting to let any of the precious fluid go to waste she would often reach behind herself and dip three fingers into her still gaped hole to scoop up some of that thick seed. Then she would entertain herself by licking her fingers clean and shivering at the strong musky taste that it held. She had done this as she made her way up to her front porch and once she had sat down on the single bench that was near the front door. She continued to lick her digits clean as she waited for Michael to arrive. She hoped he would come around soon.
 
  It seemed like no less than twenty minutes after Gabe left that Michael was coming up the Farm's driveway. Chastity watched from her position and smirked to herself. She settled her naked legs together and then crossed one over the other. It made her curious how long her lack of garments would go unnoticed.
 
  Michael drove a white 2001 Jeep Cherokee that climbed its way up to the house before stopping. When it did, the door opened and out stepped the tall Clydesdale that had a similar muscular body type to Gabe.  His face was angular with strong, handsome features and a firm jawline. His long dark hair was pulled back into a pony tail and a frayed cap was settle on top of his head. A black tank top adorned his torso while simple blue jeans held firm to his strong legs. A belt and a golden buckle caught the light with every step that he took.   
 
  He beamed happily as he saw the gorgeous mare and waved as he closed the door to his vehicle and began walking towards her. While Chastity looked over the low wall of the porch she suddenly found herself getting a bit nervous, but then again it wasn't like Michael hadn't seen her like this before, though past circumstances had them being much more private.   
 
  “Hey, Michael,” Chastity said pleasantly as the Clydesdale leaned against the side of the porch, his head peering over its edge.   
 
  “Chastity, I gotta say you are looking particularly vibrant today.” His voice was deep and soothing like velvet and he wore a smile that dazzled the young woman. She giggled and leaned herself a little closer.   
 
  “Well aren't you a charmer. The day always gets a little brighter when you come around,” she said back.   
 
  Michael chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. “If only most other things could be made better with a compliment and a smile. Like farm equipment.” He sighed and glanced back towards the barn and settled a hand on his hip. “The damn thing is acting up eh? I'm surprised you didn't call Gabe, usually this is his kind of thing.”   
 
  “I did actually have Gabe over earlier. He couldn't quite figure it out so he took off to get some parts.” She nodded to herself and leaned back against her seat.   
 
  “Hm...odd I would have though I'd have seen him coming in. Oh well...” Michael turned and began to walk for the barn but Chastity lunged out and grabbed his hand that had been set on the porch wall.   
 
  “Wait!” she called out, making him freeze where he was. “I mean...forget about the barn and harvester for now. How about you come up here and give me some company?”   
 
  “Give you some company?” he copied and chuckled. “You know the last time you asked me to give you some company we ended up doing a lot more than just hanging out.”   
 
  “And who's to say I want any different now?” She flashed him a smug look which made him laugh.   
 
  “You know, if I was a betting man I'd say there really isn't anything wrong with the harvester and you just want some alone time with a hard dick.”   
 
  “Well it's too bad you're not a betting man, cause you kinda hit the jackpot.” She laughed and leaned back on her seat as Michael casually came around and up the porch steps. Chastity had unfolded her legs at that point and her thighs were open just enough to expose her smooth pussy lips to anyone that might want a look. And the Clydesdale was certainly one of those people.   
 
  When he saw the state of dress that she was in there came an immediate flush to his cheeks and his heart began to gallop. His eyes fixed between her legs and he had to clear his own throat so that it would come off that he wasn't only staring. “You seem to be missing some pants there,” he noted.   
 
  “Pants are over rated anyway,” she retorted and splayed her thighs even more. As more light was allowed to grace her nether lips he could see that the fur on her inner thighs and over her pussy was damp.   
 
  “And getting caught by any of your siblings or dad ain't?” He noted and crossed his arms over his chest.   
 
  “Dad and the girls aren't home. It's just you and me here.” She watched him with a glint in her eyes as she traced her figure and drank in his fit image. She noticed a particularly large bulge at the front of his pants, and no doubt that his manhood was straining to get free as they spoke.   
 
  “And how long will they be gone for?” He asked and leaned against the low wall.   
 
  “Psh, where's your sense of adventure? Does my old man really scare you that much?” The mare asked and suddenly jumped up to her hooves. Michael blinked as she approached him all of a sudden. She reached up with both of her hands and took a hold of his arms to unfold them from his guarded stance. “I'm really looking for that stallion that fucked me in the cornfield raw for an hour a month ago, have you seen him around?”   
 
  Michael rolled his eyes but he couldn't keep a smirk from showing on his features. “It was pretty high corn, sweetheart, we weren't exactly at risk of getting caught.”   
 
  “The hell we weren't with how loud we were carrying on,” she snapped back as her hands then fell to his belt and began to tug it through its loops and to undo it. He didn't act to stop her, instead letting her do as she had always done. It wasn't as if Michael didn't want it, indeed his cock had begun to get hard and in the worst way. Even enough that it was starting to sneak down his pant leg.   
 
  When Chastity finally loosened his jeans enough to pull them down she did so and his swelling cock sprung free and smacked her in the breast. The action was unexpected for both of them but what was even more unexpected was her shoddily buttoned shirt coming undone and having her large breasts become suddenly exposed to him. Michael widely considered himself a breast-man so the sight of her perky tits had his cock on edge even more.   
 
  “God damn, when was the last time you busted a nut, big guy?” she giggled and wrapped both of her hands around his shaft. He was still at a bit of a rubbery firmness but it wouldn't take much for her to get him to a fully erect stand. The stud shifted his legs enough that his pants and boxers fell the rest of the way to the porch floor which allowed him to step out of them.
 
  Before he could even answer she leaned up and settled his cock between her breasts. He was shut up by the warmth that enveloped him and causing a shiver to run up his spine just as she began to work her soft pillows up and down his length. She pressed on the sides of her breasts with her upper arms to make for a tighter hold and leaned her head down to lick her tongue across the flat head of his dick.   
 
  The more attention she gave him the more he began to get lost in the sensation. His eyes slowly drifted to a partially closed state and he began to pump his hips in tandem with her massaging tits. She giggled when she felt him begin to get a little more energetic with his bucking and so she pushed her mouth entirely down onto the tip of his girth. She suckled him a couple inches down and then began to swirl her tongue around and around on his head. So sloppy was her tentative actions that saliva began to run down the side of his girth and onto her breasts.   
 
  Over the course of a couple minutes of her nursing on his shaft and him fucking her tits, that his whole member was glistening with a mixture of her spit and his own precum that she hadn't quite swallowed. In any case his cock had become fully hard just like she wanted and so she suddenly pulled herself back and released her breasts form his dick. Michael continued to buck at the air for a second or two after but when he realized she was gone he gave an irritated nicker.   
 
  Chastity giggled as she wiped the back of her hand against the side of her mouth and licked her lips. “Wouldn't you rather bust your nut in my ass than my mouth and tits?” She stood up and winked at him as she made her way over to the bench and sat down on it again.   
 
  Michael watched her as she went, his eyes glued to her perfectly full ass, though he couldn't help but shrug in response. “That's debatable,” he chuckled and followed her.   
 
  Chastity winked at him and then leaned herself back as far as she could and hooked her hands behind her knees as she splayed her legs as wide while holding them up as high as possible. “Well while you debate with yourself, mind sticking it in my ass anyway?”   
 
  Michael joined his hands with hers and splayed her legs even wider and higher. His huge, equine cock leveled to her ass and was about to push in when he suddenly saw some thick white fluid leaking from her loosened hole. He was a little confused at first but soon realized what it was by the apparent musky scent coming from it and gave the mare an annoyed look.   
 
  “So I guess Gabe really was here, eh?”   
 
  “Yeah, I told you he was.” She smirked and gripped the back of the bench as she looked back at the Clydesdale. “Come on now, you've had his sloppy seconds before, how's this time any different?”   
 
  “For once I'd like you to call me so I could give you some sloppy firsts,” he rumbled.   
 
  “Maybe another time,” she grunted and tried to nudge herself closer to him but the bench was shallow and any farther and she'd slip right off.   
 
  “Or maybe I could be your sloppy firsts here,” he said as he released one of her legs to settle on his shoulder and grabbed the base of his dick so he could orient it towards her pussy.   
 
  Chastity gasped as she felt the thick piece of meat touch her incredibly wet and sensitive folds. She wanted to tell him yes and to encourage him to push it in but a clearer mind prevailed and she quickly  grabbed his cock before he could push it in. “I don't think so!” she laughed. “Not unless you're ready to have a bunch of foals running around. Until I get into the motherly mood you're going in here like everyone else,” she said and pushed down so that his cock tip was pushing against her jizz covered pucker again.   
 
  Michael rolled his eyes and sighed as he listened. “Fine,” he grumbled and pushed his hips forward, his thick dick popping open her tailhole and sliding inside.   
 
  “Ugh! Don't be such a big...mmh! Baby...” She moaned as she felt his throbbing inches push in deep. With the aid of Gabe's cum and her own saliva it was a very smooth entry, and she knew that Michael thought the same. His hand went back to supporting her leg again and before long his balls touched her ass with every inch of his thick, horse dick settled inside of her. Her belly distended slightly from having such a large insertion, which made sense since he was a good fourteen inches in length.   
 
  Michael stayed like that for a while, her anal ring secured around his base and her bowels subtly milking and flexing on his shaft. He gave a low groan and shifted his hips enough to cause his cock to stir her belly and the sensation had Chastity neighing hotly. She grasped desperately at the back of the bench for stability as her eyes became half lidded and her breathing hitched in her throat.   
 
  “Fuck you're such a tease,” she whined. Michael chuckled and began to pull himself out. When he got to his median ring he thrusted back inside, only stopping when his hips slammed against her. The sudden thud caused Chastity's breasts to bounce and she moaned. He started to saw his hips back and forth at that pace, drawing out and slamming in hard enough so that as he got faster her tits were in a constant state of swirling around in a circular motion.   
 
  He gave a heavy snort and leaned himself farther between her legs. The added angle difference allowed him to buck at a faster and faster pace. His heavy balls swung like a pendulum and slapped her ass with the force of an open palm. His breathing came as a rugged grunt, mixing with her own high pitched squeals of bliss.   
 
  Chastity looked up at the powerful stallion as he moved harder against her. The smack of his body against hers only added to the blissful joy she was feeling. With one hand still grabbing at the back of the bench she brought the other down to her pussy and immediately stuffed two fingers into her cunt and began to move that back and forth as quickly as she could.   
 
  Her clear juices ran down from her pussy and coated his pumping shaft and added to the lubrication. The pounding sounded out with more wet smacks as their pelvises became covered in a mixture of their carnal fluids. Gabe's jizz and Michael's own precum covered his shaft in a layer of milky white that made for a near frictionless movement.   
 
  Chastity's ass had been holding up for several minutes worth of rugged pounding. Her muscular ring gripped and milked him with every pass and she was crying out in pure ecstasy. Though as much as she was loving the feel of him driving wildly against her body, the position she was in and the far spread of her legs began to finally take a painful toll.   
 
  “Ow ow! Stop!” she pleaded loudly. Michael grunted and had to force his muscles to cease their movements, otherwise his animalistic tendencies would have ignored her plight. He opened his eyes and looked at her with concern as he stopped and rested balls deep against her.   
 
  “Is everything okay?” He asked through heavy pants.
 
  “Yeah just get off me for a second.” Michael quickly withdrew his dick from her loosened tailhole and she let out a shuddering cry as his manhood left her gaped open. A stream of Gabe's cum spilled out on the porch and her hole pushed out a bit.   
 
  Chastity shifted herself up and closed her legs as best she could. Feeling her direction, Michael let go of her knees and she settled back into a fully sitting stance. The mare gave a heavy sigh and then stood up and gestured for the stallion to take her place.   
 
  Michael complied without a word spoken between them, sitting down in the damp spot where her own butt had just been. His cock proudly stood straight out from his lap and still visibly throbbed and flexed in anticipation of some more fun. Chastity grinned at the succulent, wet pyre and then suddenly jumped up onto the bench with a hoof placed on either side of Michael's lap. She grabbed the bench behind him on either side of his head and she lowered her bare backside down to his cock again.   
 
  With expert precision she braced his tip to her slack pucker and forced him all the way back inside. It was one quick motion that she had him stretching her out again and was riding him in proper cowgirl fashion. Their faces were inches apart as they panted and resumed their fevered movements.   
 
  Michael's hands lifted up and gripped her by the hips to keep her in a more stable position and to also thrust up into her. His balls resumed smacking her ass with the familiar clap but with an added sting. She began to moan wildly again and her eyebrows knitted together in concentration.   
 
  Chastity had been teetering on the edge of an orgasm for the past few minutes, even before they had switched positions and now she was desperately riding him to get it to come to fruition. The fevered motions didn't go unnoticed by the stud, though with how vigorous she was going he couldn't help but be on the edge as well. Luckily for him he would be much easier to satisfy.   
 
  Michael's moaning neighs suddenly grew louder and more forced. It hardly registered to Chastity as she was still concentrating on herself, but there came the sudden feeling of hot cum flooding her insides and she was brought back to the present. Michael's climactic grunt suddenly became apparent to her and she looked up to see the stallion gritting his teeth with every muscle of his torso flexed.   
 
  The thick horse semen continued to pump into her with every powerful throb of his member. She felt so full already that when she received her second anal inject for the day it was like she was getting an enema. Her belly distended slightly and she held herself against his lap. It was the sensation of the last few spurts of his semen spilling into her that finally had her hurdling into her own orgasm. She began to spurt her femme cum all over his pelvis and balls, his fur getting soaked as his sack became empty. Her cry of exuberant bliss made him cringe but it was still music to his ears.
 
  Her body shivered as she slowly came down from her orgasmic high and settled her weight fully onto his lap. Michael did the same and felt the mare fall against his chest and slip her hooves from the bench. Panting hard, Chastity groaned as the thick cock that still filled her ass stayed firm within. It was starting to become uncomfortable for her and she began to pull off and turn around. She had the last few inches to pull off when she caught the sight of a bright red truck coming down the very end of the farm's driveway.   
 
  “Shit!” Chastity screamed and yanked off of Michael's flared tip. The stallion startled and blinked as he watched her. He was about to ask what was going on until he too spotted the oncoming vehicle.
 
  “Shit!” He mimicked and quickly stood up. Chastity groaned and held her stomach as a sudden flood of cum fell from her tailhole. It made a pool on the porch and splattered but she didn't seem too concerned about it. She turned and scooped up Michael's discarded pants and threw them at him. He caught them square in the face and as he wrestled them down he noticed that the mare was dashing into her house. He rushed to join her but she stopped him at the door with a hand on his chest and an apologetic smile.   
 
  “Sorry, dad would kill you if he found out you were here with me alone. Make it out like you just got here,” she said quickly and slammed the door shut.   
 
  “What?” Michael said to no one in a panicked tone after the mare had vanished. He turned back around and saw that the truck was almost half way to the house. He quickly shoved his legs into his pants and underwear and struggled to shove his semi rigid dick back in. He did the best that he could and while he finished securing his belt and buckle he hurriedly tried to kick up some dirt onto the sticky white pool near the bench. When he was satisfied with his spotty cover up, he sat down and tried to look as presentable as possible while the red truck rolled to a stop.
 
  Both doors came open at once and out stepped three familiar figures that Michael had known since his time working on the farm. One was the grizzled old father of Chastity. He was a black horse with a great beard hanging from his chin and a muscular stature that was about the same size as the Clydesdale. He wore a pair of denim overalls and a wide brimmed straw hat. His name was Robert and he was Michael's employer.
 
  Beside him he was joined by a mare that was the spitting image of Chastity herself, though she was shorter and didn't have quite the bust size and her hair was cropped to a pixie length. Michael knew her as Destiny and she was he most rambunctious of the three sisters.
 
  Next to her was a snowy white woman named Shelby that was Chastity's older sibling. From what Michael knew, she looked the most like their late mother, which if it were true he could understand why Robert had three children. She wore a pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose and she had a dazzling smile. Long blond hair was pulled back into a single braid behind her head and she wore a cowboy hat on top of her head. She had an hourglass form and an allure that could attract any man that she wanted.   
 
  Michael smiled and got up from his spot so that he could lean against the porch wall. Robert caught sight of the other stallion right away and cocked an eyebrow. “Howdy, neighbor!” the Clydesdale said happily.   
 
  “Hello, Michael,” the older man grunted as he made his way up the porch steps. “Fancy seeing you here, you weren't scheduled to work today were you?”   
 
  “Uh, no, but I thought I might still come around and see if there was anything I could do. I didn't know you weren't home until Chastity told me.” Robert came to stand a few inches away and folded his strong arms over his broad chest.   
 
  “Mhm,” the father grunted again and stared hard into Michael's eyes suspiciously. The other stallion held his composure expertly and he came off as telling the truth. Robert shrugged then and made his way for the front door. “Well, there isn't any extra work around here at the moment, so I'll see you on Monday.”   
 
  Michael watched as the old man went inside and was caught off guard when Destiny suddenly jumped up to him and gave him a tight hug. Her head came up to his chest so it was a rather cute gesture and he awkwardly tried to return it. “Nice to see you again, Michael!” she piped up before rushing inside after her father.   
 
  The Clydesdale gave an soft chuckle under his breath and then realized that Shelby was standing nearby and turned to give her a greeting with a smile. He opened his mouth to say hello but she quickly cut him off. “Just came here out of the blue to look for some extra work, eh?” she giggled.   
 
  “Th-that's right,” Michael said and cleared his throat.   
 
  “Right,” she said and stepped up to him. He didn't move since he was gazing into her eyes and she had a firm hold of his attention. “Well, whenever you want some extra work, be sure to give me a visit eh?” She said with a wink and reached her hand out to brush her fingers against clear indent of his rubbery hard cock from the outside of his pants. He gave a light yelp and shiver since he was still so sensitive which made her laugh.   
 
  She stepped away after that and went into the house as well, but not before giving the stallion a admiring view of her backside, which was tightly gripped by a pair of blue jeans. He swallowed hard and let out an anxious sigh. These girls are going to be the death of me, he thought as he stepped down the porch and made his way for his Jeep.