STORY

My First Time

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Karl had gone out to our cotton land to plow for the day.

I saw him leave the shed are down the hill from out house from my bedroom window early as the Summer sun was rising. It was the tractor that got my attention, and old green Oliver reliable piece of equipment that had been passed down thru the family for years. The only issue with it was that you had to park it on a hill and let it roll, throwing into get to fire the engine up. Other then that, it never really needed any maintenance. It was a tall tractor with a skinny long hood on it. It wasn’t lone before he ed down the road to do some what really was late Spring plowing. No rain because of climate change for our West Texas area had pushed back all possible dirt working.

It was gettin to be later in the lunch hour and Karl hadn’t come back to the ranch as usually late midmorning. I thought it would probably be good if I took him a sandwich but more importantly water. The days were beginning to get really hot after noon. i usually have to work with the migrant workers, give then chores and drive them around the ranch but today the folks had taken them all with a load of cattle to see up to Oklahoma. Not having them here was kind of a relief, we are always together all the time and to be honest they cramp my for a girl my age and totally interfere with my cuckold profile chat and well, just getting an edge on during the day. I’m utterly denied daytime porn time on the PC because with all occupy the same ranch house at the moment. I was given my grandmothers house on the other side of the ranch but the air conditioning has been on the friz so, stuck back at home for a while.

Okay, with them gone I didn’t get dressed for the day in a way that would seem respectable to them, I just threw on my cut off jeans and put tshirt on with no bra. I made a sandwich and filled up a water jug for Karl and ed to the back of the house to get our quadrunner and ed down the road to find Karl. Whereas I usually say Unk Karl he really wasn’t really related to me but just a friend of the family that my folks had hired to be the ranch foreman. Actually there is more to the story but I had to get that from the neighbors and not from the folks. Evidently Karl and Dad grew up near each other and were always friends, but Karl had dated my mother for about five years before my father ever started dating my mom instead and then ended up getting hitched, Karl stood in with the wedding party which was probably strange but my Dad seem to accept it just fine all thought they both intimately knew my mother by then. So Karl was always around since before I was even conceived into the commonly known womb, lol.

Karl would always flirt with me, I guess he probably envisioned still flirting with my mother but I could tell that he purposefully avoided that, at least when my dad and I were not around, but I could catch looks between then that made me suspicious occasionally anyway. I was his Missy by name and never a Julie for some reason, but he was always endearing to me. I could imagine him owning a cuckold profile on this site but personally hope not.

As I got down the road I spotted Karl about a quarter way out into the field kicking up dust. He was about a hundred yards out so I cut off the road with the quadrunner and rode sidways across the plowed rows out to him. He saw me coming and stopped the tractor, of course not turning it off there. As I came across to him the quadrunner bounced up and down and by no intention my tits bounce violently with the runner bouncing over the corn rows for lack of better terms, furrows? There was one of two times that the breeze actually blew up my shirt in conjunction with the bouncing and my chest was obviously bared wide open to him. When I pulled up he just smiled and I kind or turned beetred. That isn’t hard for me, I’m Irish, an extremely fair (white) skinned girl and fiery red to boot, that’s to my father’s heritage. Mom is Polish, and I definitely got my big tits from her.

Karl invited me up onto the tractor, so I grabbed his water and sandwich and climbed up the back, then he slung me around him and I sat straddling the hood facing him. I could tell that he just love what I had decided to wear the the day and I knew that he knew I did that just because the folks were on the road. As usual he flirted with me but today with me dressed that way his eyes were walking all over me and it kind of embarrassed me even more but I graciously accepted it and let him enjoy himself. He was probably in his fifties and just barely twenty and never really been kissed, lol. We chatted for a bit while he ate and I was going to go but he begged me to stick around for a while so I obliged him and just continued to sit straddled facing him. The hood was hot on my butt, but he kicked the tractor in gear again and the motor fan and the breeze seem to cool it down quick.

As Karl drove the tracker was bouncing up and down as the plow labored to break the earth behind us. This made the tractor buck up and down and i would slide on my bottom back and forth up and down the tractor hood towards and away from him. At first I was trying to control this by squeezing my theighs tight together on the tractor hood but it was so laborious that my muscles were giving our with I began to just go with the flow and let’er slide. Karl was in heaven as I could tell, my tits were constantly bouncing and the thought of him watching then had made my nipples harder and harder. They’re not small and I began to sweat from the sun so they really became visible thru my shirt and I could tell. Out of character, he commented that my tits reminded him of someone near and dear to us and I knew exactly who he was talking about so I gently fisted his chest and turning red just said “Karl!” then another comment came that I didn’t catch and I went to poke him again and he cought my fist. He had turned a corner row and kicked up the speed on the tractor.

With him moving fast I was sliding more and more but now my crotch was sliding down sometimes and bumping hard into his hand on the top of the steering wheel. He was looking eye to eye with me when this happened and at times his hand was banging into my clit and sending a shock to my face. I never thought that this would ever happen with him but it began to make me horny and my pussy was getting wet. These short short shorts that I was wearing would slightly bare my panties and then began to get wet and leaving wet streaks across the tractor hood as I slid back and forth. To add to that it’s Texas, and now my streaks were making a slight muddy path to my crotch and my panties brown avound my pussy. I could tell that Karl loved this and after banging into his fist on the steering wheel he wiped my scent under his nose excuseingly to wipe his own sweat, but I knew what he was up to.

I told Karl that I should proabably go but he said, yeah, I’m going to call it quits too, meet ya at the tool shed. He stopped the tractor and I jumped down and I spotted him lick off his driving knuckles and I just laughed, then we both ed to the shed. I assumed that he wanted a ride on the quadrunner from the shed to his truck so I followed him.

When we arrived at the tool shed he parked the tractor on the hill which was actually next to a rought cut wooded fenced barkyard that we kept the horses in. I had pulled up next to him and got off the quadrunner between the trackor and fence and he jumped down off the tractor somewhat crashing into me but sort of with intention and slung me around in a circle getting a nice hand drag across both my breasts and ended up behind me with his arms around me. We were both sweaty and dirty and he told me, your such a dirty girl and I just giggled, then his mouth went onto the side of my neck and he gave me a gentle bite while he sucked the salt off my neck. This sent shivers down my spine and I kind of melted back on him. When I did this he took full liberties and cupped both of my breasts, grabbing my nipples and then moving a hand up under my shirt to bare hand grab me. I was his and our age difference didn’t seen to matter to me, I was in a really erotic numb submissive space. I reached back and felt his crotch and it was hard. I was trying to dive my hand into his pants from above and he never gave me a chance.

With little effort Karl then pushed my down and I went thru the barnyard fence so I was bent over on my own two feet but leaning thru the fence with the board supporting my hips. He pulled my shirt over my and my shirt fell into the barnyard allowing my heavy breasts to hang down. I thought that he was going to grab them some more but then I felt my short and undies yanked down. He kicked my legs apart and was fondling his jeans and managed to open then. I look over my shoulder and could see what I only knew was a massive middleaged cock, pointing at me. He slapped my ass. once with his right hand and pushed a finger into my pussy, then drove himself into my with all his weight. He was my first, it was utterly uncomfortable at first but them warm and so damn exquisite feeling that I know my eyes rolled back in my and he was slamming me into the fence over and over again until he came. He tried to pull out but as I discovered a little later cleaning up that he wasn’t quick enough about it. When he broke away from me I could only look down between the boards, between my legs and see his huge cock fall down with evidence of myself on him. He was my first and as I looked down I could see his cum run down both of my legs with my red tinged intermingled with it. I pulled myself back out from the fence and slumped to the ground.

Immediately Karl attempted to appologize but I stopped him just as fast. Our secret I told him, I loved it. Not that I gave him anymore but but we don’t breathe a word about the happenings. My choise as much as his. Karl told me, you are a lot like her. I’m assuming that is a good thing. Julie